Zhao Yinxi's mind was turbulent, and the memories of his past life were at his fingertips, but they were like a veil covering his face, coming and going.
Game?Feifei?
What kind of game is Feifei?
Zhao Yinxi thought hard, there must be something mysterious in this, there must be, because his feeling is so strong.
The WeChat message on the phone rang, it was from Li Haoran, and it read on the screen:
Brother Ran, fight every day, I can’t get through without your help.
Zhao Yinxi, who was thinking about something, pressed down his phone irritably. Suddenly, he picked up the phone again, opened the screen with his fingerprint, and called up the chat history with Li Haoran:
"Brother Ran, do you want to fight Tiantian? How high are you Feifei?"
"Brother Ran, why haven't I heard you talk about Feifei recently? I'm taking good care of myself every day!"
Zhao Yunxi never thought deeply about these messages before, and rarely responded. To him, it was just a middle school student playing some boring games, and he had no interest in participating.
Feifei? Tiantian? Two games?
Feitian Game, Feitian Game!
A thread suddenly opened in Zhao Yunxi's mind, and a hole opened in the chaotic sky of memory. Countless past events rushed down from the light, one after another.
Feitian Game was developed by him, Zhao Yinxi. Before his death, he himself fought fiercely all night long because of the upgrade of this project and finally fell.
Before his death, Manager Du, who wanted to take advantage of the fishermen, also used clever words and tricks in an attempt to make Zhao Yinxi give up the fruits of his hard work for many days. He was so angry that his heart and blood surged, and he died instantly.
The images and emotions at that moment were so vivid that even thinking about it at this moment, Zhao Yunxi felt like lava was surging in his heart. This was the most angry Zhao Yunxi had ever been in his life, and it cost him his life.
If I hadn't been reborn in Xiao Ran's body, I'm afraid no one in the world would know why I died.
Zhao Yinxi suddenly sat up. He suddenly thought of a question. After his sudden death, what happened to his parents and family? How did his project become?
Zhao Yinxi stumbled and opened his phone. A mobile game APP icon on the screen made him pause. It was the game "Flying Dreams" that he personally developed. He had seen it countless times before on this phone that belonged to Xiao Ran.
, but never thought about it deeply.
The memory of his past life reappeared, and Zhao Yinxi seemed to wake up from a chaotic dream. What he saw in front of him reminded him that his previous life and rebirth were so close, only separated by a mobile phone icon.
Zhao Yinxi originally thought that his incredible rebirth was that he came to another parallel world, just like a fisherman coming to the Peach Blossom Spring, it was a complete accident. Regarding the previous life, it has nothing to do with rebirth. Maybe it was caused by Po Meng
The soup is diluted, I can't find it, and I don't dare to look for it.
Unexpectedly, they are actually in the same time and space. There are overlaps, connections and origins.
With trembling hands, Zhao Yinxi opened Baidu and entered the three words "Zhao Yinxi". The search page opened. The screen paused for half a second and soon displayed a large white screen with only one line of words "No relevant content".