Where did you get this substitute from?

However, this guy's appearance is quite good-looking. Seeing that the nose is a nose and the eyes are eyes, he barely competes with him.

Su Shen wanted to say something, but her throat was so dry that it became a hoarse "ah" before she could speak.

This person just propped his head with one hand and closed his eyes to rest his mind. When he heard his voice, he immediately opened his eyes. His eyes were so delicate that Su Shen was taken aback, as if he had seen him somewhere.

"Rong Huai, you're finally awake." This brother's ability to open his eyes and talk nonsense is really good, who is Rong Huai?

The little brother looked very happy, and didn't know what to do in a panic, so he poured a glass of water and brought it to Su Shen: "You've been in a coma for almost half a month."

Su Shen tried his best to support himself, but before he could sit up straight, he slapped and fell back again. Only then did he realize that the most painful part of his body was his abdomen, and it hurt badly when he moved.

With trembling hands, he lifted up his clothes and saw that there was a two-centimeter scar on his stomach, and the wound looked quite fresh.

"Rong Huai, don't move around!" The brother was in a hurry, his eyebrows were twisted like twists, and he grabbed Su Shen's shoulders with both hands like a chick and pressed him on the hospital bed. Shen felt his stomach hurt even more.

Su Shen: My amazing combat power, why is it so weak, what is the situation.

"I...it's not..." Su Shen struggled to breathe in more and out less. He felt that he was sweating profusely on his head, panting like an asthmatic, "You...don't touch...I."

This little buddy can still understand people's words, so he let go obediently.

Su Shen fumbled at the bedside, but failed to catch the phone, and when he clawed at it, the little comrade handed the phone to Su Shen with a wink.

Not bad, little comrades have a bright future.

Su Shen took the phone, and before he could open it, a reflection appeared on the dark phone screen.

He wondered at first, who was this guy who was beaten like a pig-headed Asan?

And then found that behind this colorful lump, this person's facial features are completely different from his?

His hands trembled violently, and then the memories mailed from nowhere, played automatically in his mind.

A certain person who couldn't see his facial features clearly guessed that it was the buddy in front of him who was beating people with fists to the flesh, and said plausibly while beating, "Are you dead?! Talk!"

Memories are very short, with blurred pictures, and several choked sobs that I can't resist.Before entering the role, the memory of this body is over.

Su Shen looked at this little brother suddenly not calm.

This little brother's eyes are full of guilt, at least he must have committed more than two acts of violence, otherwise he can't be pure.

If it wasn't for Su Shen who couldn't even complete a sentence now, no matter what, give him a few sentences.

Brother, what is this person doing?

What kind of hatred, what kind of resentment, beat people like this?

Also, how did he become such a ghost.

It was as if he had changed his body, everything in front of him was so strange that he couldn't describe it.

Who is this guy pretending to be a grandson in front of him, and why does he call himself Rong Huai?

What about his body?

His heart was beating violently, almost to the point of his throat.

An unavoidable thought, but the best explanation came to mind: he may have died, and now he was reborn on this sad person named Rong Huai.

He barely breathed at the thought.

I can't get angry about what is called despair, that's it.

The world is not worth it.

I don't know why I thought of this sentence.

Su Shen lay dead on the bed, at least it took five hours to accept this reality.

The ward is facing the aisle display, and the calendar shows today's date.

His last memory was also three years ago.

In other words, he has been dead for three years.