Collective mind reading, villain boss, let me go

Huo Ling looked at the person sleeping in front of him, with some pain in his eyes.

Nan Chengfeng actually thought about this question as well. If their existence is because of heaven and because of the plot.

So what is the meaning of rebirth? Cui Shaoheng and the others, all the people in the Nan family are controlled by the plot, so what is the meaning of rebirth?

If everything is meaningless and repeats itself over and over again, then what is the significance of the only breakthrough point, Nan Zhi's voice?

"This question has no answer. It is something supernatural that we cannot explain."

Huo Ling: "How to do it!? Plot? The heroine is Nan Wanyi, right!? I'm going to kill her."

"Huo Ling!"

Nan Chengfeng held his shoulders and shook his head: "In your last life, you died because of them. In this life, it's all over...

Now in her eyes, you are the only one who is different, and as for Xie Yunqi... I will go talk to him, he may be the breakthrough point."

Huo Ling watched Nan Chengfeng leave, with some displeasure in her eyes. She slowly took Nan Zhi's hand and said, "You are mine... why do you need someone else to save you...?"

"Zhizhi... wake up soon, okay? Brother won't leave again. If you're afraid that I'll die, I'll never do anything dangerous again, okay?"

When Nan Chengfeng found Xie Yunqi, his condition was somewhat similar to Nan Zhi's, but his face was covered with scars, and one could tell how they came about.

"I am Nanzhi's third brother."

Xie Yunqi opened his mouth: "How is she...?"

His voice was like a piece of rusty iron, very mottled.

Nan Chengfeng: "Very bad."

Xie Yunqi lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes full of self-blame: "Blame me... I shouldn't have died..."

Nan Chengfeng was a little speechless. He couldn't say that you deserved to die...

“You are born again.”

Xie Yunqi nodded. Nan Chengfeng's words were not a question or a doubt, but an affirmation.

“You…are also…”

Nan Chengfeng nodded and briefly told Xie Yunqi about Nan Zhi's current situation.

Xie Yunqi was a little overwhelmed. He had always known... he had always known that Nan Zhi wanted to rescue him.

"I want to... go see her..."

"I'll go with you, otherwise I'm afraid Huo Ling will kill you."

Nan Chengfeng had a headache. Not to mention that Cui Shaoheng and Fu Siqing would be back soon, even Huo Ling was difficult enough to deal with.

The two arrived at Nan Zhi's ward. Xie Yunqi saw Huo Ling standing beside him. He lowered his eyes and his thoughts could not be seen clearly.

He held Nan Zhi's hand tremblingly but could not utter a word after a long while.

“I’m… sorry…”

Xie Yunqi's emotions broke down. He couldn't imagine that his beloved would become like this because of him.

He had never thought about his own death. It turned out that... someone cared...

"Sister, I am not dead anymore, can you please take a look at me...?"

I know, I have always known that you wanted to save me, you wanted me to live well... I'm sorry, I was disobedient, I didn't listen to you..."

His shoulders were shaking, his mind full of thoughts, but when the words came to his lips the only thing left was an apology.

He didn't know how to face Nan Zhi. He felt that everything in his two lives was in vain.

Nan Chengfeng sighed and pulled Huo Ling out.

"I really don't know how my sister got involved with you psychopaths."

Huo Ling smiled bitterly: "It seems that the brat can't save my baby..."

Nan Chengfeng had a headache: "His story is a bit complicated. In his previous life, Xie Yunqi was an idol, but... he was raped by unspoken rules.

The video was also……made public on the entire internet…

Before he committed suicide, he met Zhizhi, and the same past was repeated. His rebirth was the true last glimmer of life of a dying man.

I think when he thinks of everything, he must be in the most pain, even more painful than us...

He didn’t commit suicide immediately like he did in his previous life, perhaps because of Zhizhi.”

Huo Ling lit up a cigarette: "I don't care what happens to him, even if he dies or is torn into pieces by Jiang Li, it doesn't matter. I just want him to give me back my possessions."

"Huo Ling! He can't die... Nan Zhi already treats him as her former self!" Nan Chengfeng felt a headache as he looked at the people rushing over.

Fu Siqing: "Zhou Ji, my favorite mung bean cake."

Cui Shaoheng: "I've cleaned it up! Can I see Zhizhi now?!"

Nan Chengfeng was about to speak when he suddenly heard a voice coming from the ward.

After a few people looked at each other, Cui Shaoheng didn't care about anything else and just kicked the door open and rushed in.

But his footsteps stopped right at the door.

Fu Siqing held the lunch box tightly in his hand, lowered his head to adjust his mood, and walked in with a smile.

"How did Zhizhi get out of bed? There are debris all over the floor. Cui Shaoheng, please clean it up quickly..."

Xie Yunqi's gaze fell on Nan Zhi's feet, and he was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

This was the day... She came to see me, climbing up the stairs step by step, not caring about the scratches...

These are Nan Zhi’s feet, the feet of a world-class dancer... How could I get hurt for him?

Fu Siqing frowned: "Cui Shaoheng!"

Cui Shaoheng's eyes turned red in an instant, he lowered his head and nodded: "I'll go... I'll find... a broom..."

He rushed outside and hid in the escape passage at the end of the corridor.

It was the first time... the first time he saw Nan Zhi like this. He didn’t even dare to look at her any more.

Nan Zhi used to be full of energy and would argue with him... But now... the person on the hospital bed... is so strange...

On the way here, he kept comforting himself mentally. He wanted to show his best appearance to meet Nan Zhi just like Fu Siqing.

But when I really saw it, all my self-comfort seemed to be in vain.

Huo Ling took the lunch box from Fu Siqing: "Zizi, you haven't eaten anything for a whole day, how about some cakes?"

Nan Zhi ignored him, but the moment she heard the weekly diary, her eyes slowly fell on the stack of cakes.

Snapped!

Huo Ling's eyes widened as he watched Nan Zhi open her hand, and the plate fell to the ground and shattered.

Nan Zhi picked up a pillow and threw it at the cakes on the ground like a madman, throwing whatever she saw at her.

Fu Siqing looked at the cakes on the ground, and felt as if she was chased away in her heart...

"Sister...Sister, please don't do this!"

Xie Yunqi rushed forward and hugged Nan Zhi, he grabbed her hand in fear.

Afraid that she would pinch her palm again.

Until the person in my arms went limp and lost consciousness.

Nan Chengfeng put away the tranquilizer and nodded: "Clean up, then everyone leave and let her be quiet.

She can’t stand the stimulation now.”

Huo Ling's eyes fell on the pastry on the ground. He squatted down and picked up a piece.

"Mung bean cake... was her favorite in the past... Why is this happening?"

Fu Siqing's face looked a little ugly.