Transmigrating Into The Villain Sickly Childhood Friend (MTL)

Chapter 1

1972, at the turn of spring and summer, Hong Kong City.

In the twilight, the setting sun is sinking, and the busy streets are full of people. There are modern men and women in well-dressed talking and laughing. There are also poor people squatting on the roadside waiting to work hard, just like this prosperous metropolis. , Blooming on one side.

With a creak, a rickshaw stopped on the side of the road.

The one who got out of the car was a teenager, seventeen or eighteen years old. Because of his thin body, the wrinkled white shirt on his body looked empty. On his thin body, there was a pale paper face, even his lips couldn’t see a trace of blood, and the whole person showed a fragile and sickly expression.

Because of this sickness, you might not notice it at first glance, but if you look straight, you will find that this is actually a very handsome boy. The face is a long face, a pair of thick black eyebrows, a straight bridge of the nose, and the lips—even the pale lips have an extremely beautiful curvature.

It’s a pity that he looks too weak, even when he gets out of the car, he is crumbling as if he is about to fall. It is really difficult for people to appreciate how handsome he is.

At least the rickshaw driver has no such thoughts.

Seeing him, the coachman really looked like he was about to return to the West at any time. He originally wanted to ask a question of concern, but he was afraid of getting into trouble. After all, the poorest people were most afraid of trouble. So after receiving the money for the car he handed over, he thanked him and hurriedly pulled the car and ran away.

Qiao Wen felt that the current self really didn’t look like a serious living person, after all, he had just “resurrected from the dead”.

The feeling of weakness is really uncomfortable, but it is always good to come alive.

He walked slowly to the sidewalk and turned to look across the street. There was a tea house. There was a gilded sign hanging in the air with the words “Furong Tea Room” written on it.

If there were no accidents, in this teahouse tonight, a 19-year-old young man would stabbed to death a wealthy businessman in the city, thus changing the fate of himself and the wealthy businessman’s youngest son.

The reason why Qiao Wen knew in advance that this **** incident was about to take place tonight was not because he had the ability to predict, but because he was in a world of novels at this time.

This young man who is about to kill is the villain in the novel, and the son of a rich businessman is the protagonist.

As for Qiao Wen himself, or the original owner of his current body, he is the good brother of the villain who grew up with him, a small cannon fodder who originally died of illness today.

This role is trivial in the book, because he died too early and he didn’t even appear head-on. It only existed in the villain’s memories.

Yes, Qiao Wen is a book wearer.

From 2020, he traveled to this novel set in the 70s Port City, and became a supporting actor of the same name in the book.

The time goes back to one day ago, in the early autumn of 2020, in a certain desert in the west.

The desert night with the flow of fire in July was already very cool, and everyone in the camp had fallen asleep, and could vaguely hear the heavy breathing from the nearby tent.

Qiao Wen was guarding the bonfire. He had just gathered up the fire, when he heard someone rustling approaching by him, leaning to his side and whispering: “Brother Wen, do you smoke?”