After swapping bodies with the deadly enemy

Chen Yueyang looked into Shen Shicang's eyes, and his heart beat faster for no reason.

A certain corner of my heart seemed to be vaguely expecting something.

However, Chen Yueyang couldn't explain what he was looking forward to.

In the hall at the other end of the curtain, the hustle and bustle of drinking wine seems to have faded out of Chen Yueyang's perceptual world at this moment. His brain automatically blurs and isolates those tedious sounds. These two colors are completely separated.

However, this extraordinary atmosphere was quickly interrupted by the ringing of the mobile phone.

Shen Shicang's complexion was as usual, there was not even the slightest ripple in those cold and plain star pupils, but it was Chen Yueyang who frowned impatiently.

"Ah, it's so noisy," he took out his phone a little irritably, and when he saw that the caller ID showed a string of unfamiliar numbers, he muttered complainingly while answering the phone, "Hello? Who is it?"

To Chen Yueyang's surprise, Zhao Jiayun's voice came from the other side of the phone.

Zhao Jiayun's voice trembled uncontrollably: "Young master..."

Hearing this, Chen Yueyang frowned even deeper, and quickly said to her: "Speak well, what happened?"

Zhao Jiayun seemed very nervous, and her voice was choked with sobs: "Young master, come to the hospital in the city center, the room number is 7031, the old lady..."

"I see," Chen Yueyang interrupted her, "I'll be there right away."

Shen Shicang didn't speak, but just looked at him with concern.

Chen Yueyang said, "I'm going to the hospital."

He turned around and was about to leave, just took two steps, but stopped again, turned around and looked at Shen Shicang, and said to him: "I can't accompany you on your birthday today, but I have already delivered the gift, happy birthday... I'm leaving."

After finishing speaking, Chen Yueyang left the Shen family without looking back.

Looking at Chen Yueyang's back, Shen Shicang's brows drooped a little bit, if he wasn't someone who was very familiar with him, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.

However, Shen Shiwang found out.

"Shi Cang, are you upset?" Shen Shiwang finally found his younger brother, and saw that he was looking unhappy.

Although... Shen Shicang usually has this expression of rejecting people thousands of miles away, but Shen Shiwang watched him grow up, and he can more or less perceive the subtle changes in the other's expression.

Shen Shicang didn't speak.

So, Shen Shiwang asked again: "Is it because Chen Yueyang left early? Don't be angry, just now Mr. Chen also left early, it seems that something urgent happened at home."

Hearing this sentence, Shen Shicang who had been silent all this time suddenly asked back: "What's the matter?"

Shen Shiwang thought for a while, and said with some uncertainty: "It seems that the old lady of the Chen family had some accident... Shi Cang? Where are you going?"

Looking at the back of his younger brother leaving in a hurry, he couldn't help but want to call him back.

However, Shen Shicang just turned his head to look at him, said "go to the hospital", and left the Shen family.

At the same time, Chen Yueyang was rushing to the Central Hospital.

He didn't have time to wait for the elevator, so he went directly through the stairs of the safe passage, climbed to the seventh floor in one breath, and finally stood at the door of room 7031.

However, the door of the ward was not closed, and there were messy equipment and mattresses inside. There were only a few nurses who were arranging precision medical instruments. Zhao Jiayun and Lu Fengzhi were not there, and the exclusive doctor of the Chen family was not here.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that his body was as heavy as lead.

Chen Yueyang took out his mobile phone and called Zhao Jiayun, but a cold female voice came from the receiver, reminding that the other party was already in a relationship. He found out the strange number that Zhao Jiayun had contacted him last time, but unexpectedly, it was a call from one of the nurses in the ward It rang.

Chen Yueyang stepped on his heavy legs, walked slowly to that person, and asked, "Where are the people in this room?"

"Eh? Are you Lu Fengzhi's family?" The little nurse turned her head, and when she saw him, she quickly explained, "She just left and is no longer in the ward. She should be on the first floor of the basement now. You can take the straight line at the corner of the stairs." You can go there by ladder."

There was no unnecessary expression on the little nurse's face, she just dutifully told him what she knew.

Chen Yueyang lowered his eyes, glanced at her, and then walked out with a sullen face.

"Hey!" Seeing his frighteningly gloomy expression, the little nurse could only say the words that she said several times a day, "My condolences."

But Chen Yueyang was unwilling to hear these four words.

He pushed away the little nurse's words on his own, pretending not to hear, stood at the elevator door, and pressed the door open button with a calm expression.

The little nurse pointed him to the VIP exclusive elevator, which is usually not used by anyone, so there is no need to wait.

The elevator descended from the seventh floor to the first basement floor. The moment Chen Yueyang walked out of the elevator door, he even felt a layer of cold sweat on his palms. After he clenched his fists, his hands felt cool, sticky and icy.

As soon as he passed the corner of the stairs, Chen Yueyang saw Zhao Jiayun running towards him.

"Master!" Zhao Jiayun waved at him, "This way!"

His legs suddenly developed a force, and he followed Zhao Jiayun into a narrow room.

This room is very strange, there is no window, and there is a huge rectangular box in the room, which is more than two meters long. There is a round table in front of the box, and there are various fruits and pastries on it.

And among these plates, there was a mahogany tablet with Lu Fengzhi's name written on it with a brush.

"Aunt Zhao..." Chen Yueyang suddenly lost his strength. He took a deep breath before speaking again, "What's going on?"

Seeing his frighteningly gloomy complexion, Zhao Jiayun cried and said, "The old lady said in the morning that the sun is good today, and she is in good health. It is almost the end of the new year, and she wants to clean up..."

"Originally I did this kind of thing, but the old lady insisted on doing it herself. At noon, she went to clean the stairs, and then... she stepped on the air and rolled down from the top. I immediately called 120, but she said ...Young master is in school and cannot affect your studies, so I didn't tell you the first time... When I have to tell you, I will call you, it is too late..."

Chen Yueyang took a deep breath, couldn't help closing his eyes, then opened them again, and asked, "Chen Ming...is my dad, where is he?"

Zhao Jiayun said: "Mr. Chen came to the hospital first, just took a look, and then told the assistant to stay in the hospital to deal with the funeral. It seemed that there was something urgent at the company, so he left."

"Fuck," Chen Yueyang couldn't help cursing, "He can really save himself trouble."

Seeing this, Zhao Jiayun called him cautiously: "Master...?"

"Forget it," Chen Yueyang turned his head and asked Zhao Jiayun, "When will it start?"

Zhao Jiayun said: "I just heard from Mr. Chen's assistant and the person in charge of the hospital that it seems that he will wake up tomorrow, and then he will be sent directly to the cremation..."

"I see," Chen Yueyang stopped looking at him, stared at Lu Fengzhi's tablet, and said to her, "Go out first, I want to stay here alone for a while."

"Master... this is unlucky!" There is no saying that a living person should stay in the same room with a dead person.

Chen Yueyang lowered his eyes, his eyes were red, and he looked terrifyingly fierce: "I told you to get out, don't you understand?"

Zhao Jiayun was taken aback by his yelling. Even though Shen Shicang had told her when she came here from the Shen family that Chen Yueyang had a bad temper, he always behaved obediently in front of Lu Fengzhi. It's all too cute to be hateful.

The most powerful member of the Shen family is Cheng Huisi, but compared with Chen Yueyang, he is still nothing.

Zhao Jiayun was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat, forgot to say anything, and left quickly.

Seeing that the door was closed, Chen Yueyang seemed to have lost all strength in his whole body, and he slumped on the ground.

This was the first time he felt that the city of Beijing was so big that it made one's heart chill.

He had exhausted all his strength and rushed to the hospital as quickly as possible, but he still didn't see Lu Fengzhi for the last time.

What's even more ironic is that he skipped his evening self-study today and went to an Internet cafe to play games, but Lu Fengzhi was afraid of delaying his studies, so he never asked Zhao Jiayun to inform him.

The freezer in the hospital where the body is temporarily stored is different from the coffin. From the outside, it is impossible to even imagine that there is a dead person inside.

Thinking of this, he rushed out of the room, found the staff on the basement floor, and asked him to unlock the lock on the outside of the freezer.

The service efficiency of VIP is always much better than that of ordinary wards. In such a gloomy place, he can actually face a person who is on the verge of collapse with a faint polite smile.

He watched the staff use the key to open the lock, and then waited for the elderly woman to appear in front of him again.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the door, that person was calling him: "Chen Yueyang!"

Chen Yueyang raised his head, and saw Shen Shicang standing at the door.

He has a calm face, without any panic or confusion in his eyes, and seems to be very familiar with everything here.

Shen Shicang walked into the room with familiarity, and there were three people standing in the small room, which instantly became crowded.

Shen Shicang said to him: "You can see it when you wake up tomorrow, don't watch it tonight."

The staff held the key, hesitating whether to open it.

Chen Yueyang looked at him without speaking, his face looked calmer than that of Shen Shicang.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Shen Shicang took another step towards him, and said word by word: "Follow me."

Chen Yueyang froze for two seconds, and then asked him in a hoarse voice: "Where are you going? What are you doing?"

Shen Shicang said to him: "Blow the air."

The basement floor is empty and quiet, every inch of the air is filled with yin that doesn't look like a living person.

Chen Yueyang took a sudden look and thought he was going to lose his way, but Shen Shicang was very familiar with this place, so he led him to find the elevator with three or two turns.

After getting out of the elevator, he turned two more corners, Chen Yueyang followed behind Shen Shicang, and walked out of the hospital without saying a word.

Beijing at the end of December was very cold, extremely cold, and there were still large flakes of snow floating in the sky.

Shen Shicang walked to the side of the flower bed in the backyard of the hospital, took out some from the pile of white snow piled up inside, and skillfully kneaded them into snowballs, and returned to Chen Yueyang's side.

Chen Yueyang glanced at him, and then asked him: "Why are you here?"

Today is Shen Shicang's birthday, there is no reason for him to appear here.

Shen Shicang said to him: "I heard what my brother said, so I came here."

"Then I really need to trouble you to make a trip." Chen Yueyang squatted down with his shoulders in his arms, buried his face in his arms, and said to him in a muffled voice, "Go back quickly, I'm not alone— —”

However, before he finished speaking, there was an undeniable force on his shoulders.

Shen Shicang held his shoulders, pushed him down, and pressed him on the grass covered with a thick layer of snow, then twisted his wrist, forcing him to show his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Shicang pressed the snowball that had just been rolled up directly on those flushed peach blossom eyes.

The cold snow gradually melted on the boy's warm skin, turning into transparent water droplets, flowing down the corners of his eyes bit by bit.

Shen Shicang moved his hand away, then looked at him condescendingly, and said to him: "This way, no one can see it."

"You are really..." Chen Yueyang looked at him with red eyes, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Why do you think things are so poisonous?"

Hearing this, Shen Shicang just glanced at him lightly, then stood up again, with his back turned to him, picking up the thin snow in the flower bed without a beat.

Chen Yueyang sat up again, the snow melted between his brows, merging with his tears.

With his arms resting on his knees, his head was lowered, staring at the ground between his legs, where the snow had been brushed aside by him, exposing the gray concrete road.

After being silent for a while, Chen Yueyang raised his head again, looked at the snowflakes rustling in the sky, and asked, "Shen Shicang, have you been here before?"

"Well," Shen Shicang didn't turn his head, but continued, "I come here often in the freshman year of high school. I also went to the basement floor in the winter two years ago."

Chen Yueyang: "After that?"

Shen Shicang: "After that, I went back to school."

At this moment, the memory fragments in Chen Yueyang's mind began to connect together.

He could even piece together bit by bit, the back of that helpless and sad teenager walking alone in the heavy snow in the first year of high school.

"Go home," Shen Shicang said to him, "New Year's Day will be a two-day holiday, and after seeing you off... go back to school."

After speaking, he didn't even turn his head to look at Chen Yueyang, and walked out directly.

Chen Yueyang looked at his back, and suddenly stopped him: "Shen Shicang!"

Shen Shicang didn't speak, nor did he turn his head, but he stopped in his tracks, as if he was waiting for him to finish speaking.

Chen Yueyang took a step towards him, but he stopped after only one step, and said to him, "Thank you."

Shen Shicang didn't answer him, just stood there for a long time, and finally left without saying a word.

At this moment, the bell belonging to zero suddenly rang.

The old year passes, and the new year begins.

The flying 360 five days is like a microcosm of a person's life.

It will come, and it will pass away.

Young people's experience of death is far less profound than that of adults, because they hardly have the moment to face death directly.

When Chen Yueyang learned of the death of Chen Feng and Chen Yuening, he was still young, and the words "plane crash" became the only cognition of death in his mind.

But now, when he saw the gloomy body storage room, and the fruits and pastries on the table, this kind of death message with the fireworks of the world really made him understand what is unspeakable heartbroken.

But this kind of pain, Chen Yueyang won't show it around, and won't cry like hell, let the whole world know that he is in pain.

In fact, what happened today had been foreshadowed a long time ago.

Lu Fengzhi is so resistant to asking housekeepers to do things, as long as her consciousness is clear, she has to do almost all the work by herself.

Although it is an accident, it is not surprising.

At her age, and unwilling to accept old age, something will happen sooner or later.

It's just that Chen Yueyang didn't expect that this situation came so suddenly, so suddenly that he didn't even see the other party for the last time.

On New Year's Day, even in the third year of high school, the school is on holiday.

Chen Yueyang went to the hospital and picked up the hearse to send Lu Fengzhi away. Chen Ming never showed up. Everything was handled by Chen Ming's assistant. People who didn't know were talking about it, thinking that the assistant was Lu Fengzhi Chi's son.

Perhaps because of the influence of his grandfather since he was a child, Chen Ming hardly put his mother in a very important position.

For men who don't know how to respect women, no matter how much women pay for them, they can't get their gentle treatment.

After sending Lu Fengzhi away, Chen Yueyang returned to the Chen family alone, and Zhao Jiayun returned to the Shen family's villa after Lu Fengzhi's death. Now, he is the only one left in the entire Chen family.

Early the next morning, Chen Ming came back.

There was no expression of joy or anger on his face, he just glanced at Chen Yueyang, turned around and planned to leave without saying a word.

Chen Yueyang stopped him, and then, the father and son had a big fight.

This was the first time in two years that Chen Yueyang and Chen Ming had such a fierce argument.

However, Lu Fengzhi was no longer there, so when the belt was pulled on him this time, Chen Yueyang grabbed the belt with one hand, and then with great strength, he directly pulled Chen Ming onto the sofa.

The strength of a middle-aged man is not comparable to that of a young man. Chen Ming is half a head shorter than him. He leaned on the sofa and saw his son looking down at him from a high position. He felt a trace of fear for no reason.

It was a feeling of instinctive fear of violence.

But Chen Yueyang just gave him a cold look, threw the belt on the ground, turned and left the Chen family.

Outside, the snow had stopped.

But the temperature is colder than when it snows.

Chen Yueyang was riding that BMW Double R, and the biting cool wind swept across his cheeks like a knife.

He rode his motorcycle aimlessly, and finally, he returned to school.

Standing on the campus, Chen Yueyang saw that the light in 401 was still on.

At this moment, his heart was suddenly filled with something particularly soft.

He pushed open the bedroom door, and saw Shen Shicang drying his hair.

The tall and thin boy was wearing light gray pajamas, his profile was cold and handsome, and his outline was beautiful. It seemed that his fair skin was still slightly pink because he had just taken a shower.

Chen Yueyang closed the door with a "bang", then raised his hand, and pressed the light switch in the bedroom.

In the next second, only the lamp on Shen Shicang's desk was left in the dormitory.

After the light suddenly dimmed, Shen Shicang subconsciously looked towards the door.

Chen Yueyang lowered his head, and the shadow of his bangs covered his eyes, making it difficult to see his expression.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yueyang raised his arm, hooked Shen Shicang, and said to him: "Come here, give me a hug."

He deliberately suppressed his voice very deep, trying to pretend to be calm and calm.However, the slightly trembling choked sound betrayed this young man who pretended to be strong.

Chen Yueyang looked at the tiles on the floor of the dormitory, at the footsteps that were getting closer and closer to him.

In the next second, he felt his shoulders being gently encircled by someone. The person who usually had a slightly cool breath dispelled the December chill brought in from the outside on his body.

For some reason, at this moment, Chen Yueyang suddenly felt his nose sour.

He couldn't control the tears that slowly emerged from his eyes, then slid down again, and finally, fell on Shen Shicang's shoulder.

Chen Yueyang couldn't help but said, "I didn't cry."

Shen Shicang was silent for a while, didn't say much, just gave a faint "hmm".

Chen Yueyang continued: "You 'um' what 'um', I really didn't cry."

This time, Shen Shicang didn't speak anymore.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a swollen red mark on the side of Chen Yueyang's neck, so he said to him, "You were beaten again."

"Well, I had a quarrel with my dad just now, and I ran out when he hit me," Chen Yueyang sniffed, then pushed Shen Shicang away, and continued, "Can you give me some medicine, it hurts a little this time. "

In fact, Chen Ming pumped him with the same strength as before, but this time, Chen Yueyang felt more pain than before, to the point where he needed medicine and care.

Shen Shicang didn't look at him secretly wiping his tears, didn't say anything, turned around and went to the cabinet to find the medicine box.

Chen Yueyang went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then came out wearing a pair of pajama pants, unceremoniously lay barebacked on Shen Shicang's bed, revealing a red and swollen bruise from the back spine to the side of the neck.

The moment he lay down, Chen Yueyang suddenly felt extremely tired.

The ointment is soft, and the fingertips are slightly cool. When covering the hot and swollen bruises, there is a drowsy numbness, which is extremely comfortable.

Chen Yueyang whispered, "I won't be going back during the winter vacation."

Lu Fengzhi was gone, and he and Chen Ming had torn apart again tonight. To Chen Yueyang, the Chen family had nothing worth commemorating.

This year, the Spring Festival came early, in mid-January. Even high school seniors will have winter vacation directly after the final exam, and wait for the school to start in late January, and go directly to the beginning of June to take the college entrance examination.

Because the holidays for the third year of high school are not long every year, students' dormitories will not be closed and they can live in the school all the time.

During the winter vacation of the first two years, Shen Shicang lived in the school alone.

Shen Shicang knows better than anyone else the kind of loneliness that reaches every second of coldness.

He took back the medicine box, thinking of the memories of the past, but he didn't speak for a long time.

It wasn't until Chen Yueyang was about to fall asleep on his stomach that he heard Shen Shicang say: "This Sunday, go to Hong Kong."

This Sunday is the first day of winter vacation.

Chen Yueyang was in a daze, thinking he didn't hear clearly.

He sat up again from the bed, then rubbed his eyes and asked Shen Shicang: "What did you say? Where do you want me to go?"

Shen Shicang stared at those moist and sleepy peach blossom eyes, and said word by word: "My family."

...?

Shen Shicang: "Are you going?"