Chapter 1287

Just at the stall where Wei Sheng was about to get up, a black S-Benz slowly parked on the side of the road, the door opened, and a man in a suit and leather shoes stepped out from the driver's seat. Hooked nose.

The man is handsome and neatly dressed.

But these are not the reasons to attract Wei Sheng.

"Liu Jianren?" Wei Sheng murmured, just as the man walked around the front of the car and walked in front of her, he turned to look at Wei Sheng.

Liu Jianren just stood there and looked at this 'crazy woman' sitting on the ground with disheveled clothes and loose hair. Did he hear correctly just now? She calls her own name?

After taking a closer look, Liu Jianren realized that he didn't recognize this woman, so he had to frown and walk around to the back seat of the car, and opened the door.

A man in his fifties walked out of the door, wearing a plaid shirt with a crocodile leather bag under his arm, and the man wandered into the restaurant.

The afterglow of the setting sun seemed a little dazzling at this moment.

Liu Jianren followed the man closely and entered the restaurant. Obviously, he is now the driver or assistant of the fifty-year-old man.

I remember that Liu Jianren's grandfather was the Secretary of Hutai County in the previous life, and he may have retired a long time ago, and Wei Sheng knew that the Tiger Canning Factory run by his father had already withdrawn from the stage of history in 2014.

A twist of fate.

Wei Sheng jumped up, and her sore bones seemed to make a crunching sound, which made her gasp, but she didn't care so much, so she followed Liu Jianren into the store there.

The man who was grilling skewers opened his mouth and called out, "Hey! Hello? Stop..."

"Let me wash my face." Wei Sheng's figure had already jumped into the store.

Liu Jianren also stopped when he heard the sound and turned back to look at Wei Sheng, only to see the woman walk straight past him and walk towards the restroom in the store.

The man who grilled the skewers hesitated for a moment, and without stopping, he put a handful of raw skewers on the freshly glowing charcoal fire.

The aroma of the meat is overflowing.

Wei Sheng stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror with disheveled hair.

When I arrived in the Yungas Mountains, I was only wearing a shirt. At this moment, the white shirt was full of stains and even a little tattered. My hair was dirty and messy as if it hadn’t been washed for a long time. It was curled and stuck together. The jeans on my knees The light blue color has long since disappeared, and it looks as if it has been washed white and dirty and old.

What is certain is that he has returned to his previous life. Because it has been seven years since I was reborn in 1998, and seven years have passed in this world, old Cyril should still be staying with Hawking in Cambridge, England, cooperating with the experiments there.

In fact, after the experiment was over, little Cyril must have discovered his disappearance, so the old Cyril here should have also gotten the news.

She washed her face, revealing a fairly fair face, but what surprised her was that her appearance at this moment was not as old as she imagined, and her face did look closer to her future self, but as she got older, in this It didn't seem obvious on Zhang's face.

Wei Sheng suddenly touched his trouser pocket again. Damn it, I put the wallet in my bag when I went to sleep last night, and it wasn't on me. Otherwise, even if the banknotes from 2005 are no longer usable, at least they can be exchanged at the bank. It is sold as a collection price for coins from more than ten years ago.

When Liu Jianren walked into the bathroom, he saw a frowning figure standing in front of the mirror. He frowned, rubbed shoulders with Wei Sheng and walked towards the men's room.

"Liu Jianren." The woman in front of the mirror suddenly spoke.