Yan Xu of Rebirth

"Strict Narrative of Rebirth" Author: Qing Yan

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The second generation ancestor Yan Xu was stabbed to death by random knives, and what he saw and heard when his soul was left behind, he realized that he was so wrong. After regretting it, he was finally reborn with a tear of endless regret.

The reborn Yan Xu changed his past, changed his mind, and worked hard towards the goal of a good youth, while trying to make up for the harm caused to the people who should be closest to him in his previous life.

But I didn't expect that when I got along with that person, I was stuck every step of the way, unable to extricate myself!

We are all men?This is not a reason to stop us from falling in love.

Are we blood relatives?Hehe... We are the only two people with the same blood in the world, can anyone be closer than us?

To live a new life, I will do everything I have promised and sworn!

So Jingqing, are you ready for acceptance?

The rebirth of the second ancestor's road to whitewashing, the arduous struggle of waste materials to become elites, and the shadow of blood ties fading away...

Content tags: Rebirth of the City, Unrequited Love, Portable Space

Search keywords: Protagonist: Yan Xu┃Supporting roles: Yan Jingqing, Lin Xi, Xu Yiyang┃Others: Urban Rebirth, Heaven's Proud Son, Unlucky Love

1. Death...

"Special report: A deliberate homicide occurred in New Century Square in this city this morning. It is reported that the victim Yan was surrounded by several strange men as soon as he got out of the car. Yan was caught by surprise and stabbed several times and died on the spot. Now the murderer has been arrested, and the motive for the murder is under further investigation, and it is not ruled out that paying for the murder..."

His eyes were covered with blood, and he could barely see the thin man in front of him. He was wearing a black suit, his thin body was tightly wrapped, and the exposed neck was pale and fragile.There is still a group of people behind him, he can't see the expressions of those people clearly, disgust?gloat?Or are you glad that a piece of trash like yourself is finally dying?

He didn't know these things, he only knew that the man in front of him had a panicked and helpless expression, as if the whole world had collapsed.

This is an expression he can't understand. He doesn't understand why these expressions appear on this man.

He died, shouldn't this person be happy and relaxed?Why do you look like you're about to cry?Who will tell him that the grief-stricken man in front of him is the decisive and resolute leader of the Yan family?

Yan Jingqing, his brother-in-law, this man who has always looked down on him and has a serious cleanliness obsession, is grabbing his hand fiercely despite the dirt and blood on his body, saying something with a sad expression, Unfortunately, he couldn't hear clearly, only heard a few vague words: "Don't die" "Did you hear that! I won't let you die!!!"

Heh... At this moment, you still want to control me?He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh because of the pain, and he couldn't laugh anymore.

He was dying.

My mind is gradually blurred, my five senses are slowly fading, and the only feeling I have in the end is that something hot has dripped onto my face, it's scalding hot...

At the moment before falling into darkness, his body was hugged into a thin chest...

"Yan Xu...he is dead, you, let go." The man also in a black suit said to Yan Jingqing who was holding him tightly in his arms.

Yan Jingqing kept silent, still holding him tightly in his arms, not caring whether the blood on his body would stain his clothes, and carefully wiping off the blood on his face little by little with his hands clean.

"Master, the police have already caught the murderer, you see...?" An old man walked through the crowd to Yan Jingqing and said.

The side face was blocked by the hair, and the expression on Yan Jingqing's face could not be seen clearly, but the hoarse voice said coldly: "Give the person to the police first, let me keep an eye on it, don't let anyone die !"

The old man answered "Yes" and withdrew to negotiate with the police, while Yan Jingqing grabbed him by the waist.

"Master!" The man in the black suit called out worriedly.Yan Jingqing ignored it, and silently picked up the man and walked towards the car parked in front, but he shook before taking two steps, and fell to the ground together with the man he was holding.

"Master!" The man in the black suit screamed and hurried forward to catch him.Yan Jingqing's face was pale, his eyes were closed, and his purple lips were biting tightly.When the man saw it, his face turned pale with shock. He immediately picked him up, rushed towards the car, and said to the old man who came back: "The young master is sick! I'll take him to the hospital, and I'll leave him to you!"

When the old man heard this, he frowned and shouted urgently, "Don't worry about anything else, just send it to the hospital!"

The black suit started the car and rushed towards the hospital. The old man wiped the cold sweat off his face, turned his head and looked at the corpse on the ground in disgust, and spat fiercely, "Did the young master owe you something in his previous life? He just died. , you can't let him feel at ease? Do you have to pull him to give you a back? "

After finishing speaking, he didn't look at it any more, and asked someone to take the corpse back and put it away, while he drove towards the hospital.

The people who were still around in the square dispersed when they saw that there was nothing to see.At this time, the sky suddenly darkened, and the clouds were dense.The wind blows away the dry heat just now, and it is about to rain cats and dogs.

A deafening thunder ripped through the silent sky, and the sky and the earth were completely white in an instant.

People rushed to each other, looking for shelter from the rain. After a while, there was no one in the square.The heavy rain fell, washing away the blood on the ground, as if nothing had happened here.

A flash of lightning flashed by, and in the dazzling light, a person was kneeling and sitting in the square, letting the wind and rain blow.But the strange thing is that the rain did not fall on him, but passed through him, hit the ground, and gradually blossomed small flowers.

If anyone saw it, they would be speechless in shock.No wonder, because this person is exactly the same as the person who died just now!

Yan Xu sat there sluggishly, apparently still hasn't recovered from this weird incident.

Just now, he died.dead here.Died in front of that man.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Xu finally realized the fact that he was dead.

It doesn't matter if you die, it's better to die than to live in such a boring way!But after realizing this incident, I was not as happy as I imagined.

Slowly raising his right hand, Yan Xu's eyes were full of complexities.

That person... I couldn't help but recall those slender but skinny hands grabbing my own hand so hard that it seemed as if even the bones were about to be crushed.

And before I lost consciousness, the scorching temperature on my face...was it tears?That person actually cried for him?

why?

Why do you look helpless like a child when he looks like he is dying?Why would a person with serious cleanliness wipe his face over and over regardless of the dirt?Why do people who have always hated him shed tears for him?Why……

The cognition at this moment almost overturned Yan Xu's previous understanding of Yan Jingqing.

He stood up slowly, glanced at the blood that had been washed away by the rain, and trembled in his heart.

connected by blood.They used to be the only two people with the same blood in the world!

Yan Xu's eyes darkened, and he let the rain pass through him and hit the ground with a crackling sound.

My heart became inexplicably agitated.Yan Xu looked at his transparent right hand with a gloomy expression.

Is it because of this, Yan Jingqing?

2. Yan Jingqing...

"Doctor Liu, my young master...?" The old man couldn't wait to ask the situation when he saw the door of the operating room was opened.

But before he finished speaking, he was scolded all over his face, "What did I say before! He must not be provoked in this situation! Did you ignore my words? Do you know that? How serious is the situation now? He was originally in poor health, so he should take good care of him, but you are running more and more diligently to the hospital every time! Every time you go to the hospital! And every time is getting worse! His internal organs have different functions The failure is already very serious, especially the heart! Do it again, I can't guarantee that it will not beat again!!!"

The old man was taken aback, his eyes were sad, "What's all this, why did it all fall on the young master?"

"Uncle Zhang, what happened? I know Jing Qing, he won't suffer a heart attack for no reason because of some trivial incident!"

The old man sneered disdainfully, "Hmph, why else? It's not because of that trash at home!"

"Yan Xu? What happened to him?" Dr. Liu asked with a frown.

"He's dead!" Uncle Zhang almost gritted his teeth, "It's not safe to die! I still want to drag the young master down!"

"Dead? No wonder..." Dr. Liu looked back at the door of the operating room behind his eyes, and sighed helplessly: "Jing Qing cares about him so much, I'm afraid he is very sad now... hey..."

"Isn't it? How did the young master treat him? How did he treat the young master? Not only did he not appreciate it, but he also kindly treated him like a donkey! It's all over now, the wicked will be rewarded with evil, after all, there is no need to look at such a disgusting person. The young master no longer has to follow him to wipe his butt, and he will no longer be so angry..." The middle-aged man said indignantly.

Dr. Liu opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he just told him: "The patient needs to rest and not be stimulated any more. The three meals should be regular, and the meals must be matched strictly according to the dietitian's requirements! Don't overwork, get enough sleep, Come to the hospital for reexamination on time..."

"Yes, I will pay attention." The old man nodded hastily, and followed the nurse who just pushed the man out of the operating room.

"Yan Jingqing..." A murmur fell from his mouth.

With a little daze in his eyes, Yan Xu stood blankly in the empty corridor, looking at the gleaming white walls around him, the smell of disinfectant rushing against his nostrils.

He heard every word that the old man and the doctor said just now.My heart became more and more confused.

Why is what he hears and sees always contrary to his cognition?Had he been wrong all along?

It wasn't until the nurse pushed him to the corner of the corridor that Yan Xu started to follow.

On the wide bed in the VIP ward, the man was lying quietly, his body wrapped in snow-white sheets looked so thin.His sharp eyes were tightly closed at this moment, and the frowning brows he remembered were still frowning in his lethargy, his bloodless face was still wearing an oxygen mask, and his whole person looked so pale, feeble and fragile. Paper.

There was only the beeping of instruments in the whole room, and the atmosphere was oppressive and breathless.

Yan Xu looked at the people on the hospital bed with mixed emotions in his heart.Thinking of what I heard just now, my heart suddenly throbbed.

He has a heart attack, and he doesn't even know it...

He never knew that this man was sick, and it was such a serious illness.He never paid attention to whether this person was good or bad...how could he know?

Where would he care about these?Heh... Yan Xu stared straight at that pale face, his eyes full of bitterness.How long has he not looked at this person properly?

The person in front of him was so skinny that he didn't look like a human being, with a sharp chin and sunken eye sockets. Although he was still handsome, he had a lingering sickness.He thought of the hands that grabbed him sorely, those hands that were supposed to be smooth and tender, but with bumpy knuckles and clearly visible phalanges, just as fragile as this person.

why?How did things become like this?Yan Xu sat down weakly against the wall.

The wind and rain outside the window were turbulent, and Yan Xu's thoughts were also fluttering.He just sat there looking at the person on the bed who seemed to be in a long sleep.keep watching.

When Yan Jing woke up, it was already the next day.

The eyelashes, as light as butterfly wings, trembled slightly, and Yan Xu's breathing also became rapid.When the eyelids parted reluctantly, Yan Xu finally let go of the heart he had been carrying.

He wanted to step forward to have a look, but he couldn't help shrinking back when he thought that he had caused this person to lie down with such a sick face.

Yan Jingqing stared blankly at the snow-white ceiling, opened his mouth, and a tear fell silently from the corner of his eye, disappearing in his hair.

Yan Xu looked at the tears and couldn't breathe, as if the tears were like a heavy weight falling on his heart.

Xiao Xu.

He is calling Xiaoxu!

Yan Xu clenched his fists tightly, fixed his eyes on Yan Jingqing, and his eyes were filled with emotion.But Yan Jingqing seemed to have exhausted all his strength, opened his mouth and then closed his eyes again, so lifeless, so distraught.

If someone told him that Yan Jingqing cared about him very much, he would definitely scoff at him, and even beat that person severely.Because he committed his taboo, mentioning the person he hates the most in front of him, and saying such disgusting things.But now...he can't wait to open his eyes, let him look at himself, and tell him, I'm right here, right beside you, don't be so sad...

Yan Xu regretted it.Regretting for so many years, why did I act so recklessly, so self-willed, so self-righteous... There are too many regrets, but now, what is the use of regrets?

If he regrets it, will he be able to come back to life?Could it make Yan Jingqing not sad?Is it possible to make him disease-free and pain-free?

3. Too late to regret ([-])...

As if to verify Yan Xu's degree of regret, what happened next made him regret so much that he wished he could rewrite it at the cost of entering the eighteenth hell and never reincarnating!

Yan Jingqing stayed in the hospital for more than a week and then returned to Yan's house.

Before he was alive, he told Yan Jingqing viciously that he was the Yan family whose soul would never come back after death. Now that he was really dead, he stepped into this place with a heavy face.

Looking at everything that was familiar and unfamiliar, I tried hard to recall something, but I couldn't think of anything.

Ten years, ten years since he left here, no amount of memory has been obliterated by time, and even the remaining fragments cannot be found.

"Master, rest well, I'll call you again for lunch." The old man, Zhang Bo, the housekeeper of the Yan family, said to the human sitting there motionless.

"No need, I don't have an appetite, you go and call Lin Ze over."

"Master, Doctor Liu said that you should eat on time and not be tired. Otherwise, your body will not be able to bear it!" Uncle Zhang persuaded earnestly.

Yan Jingqing was silent for a while before nodding.Zhang Bo heaved a sigh of relief, left the room silently, made a cup of tea for him and asked Lin Ze to bring it in.

"Found someone? Who is it?" Yan Jingqing asked expressionlessly.

"It's Xu Ting." Lin Ze, the man in the black suit that day frowned, said, "Yan Xu fucked his woman, and then fell in love with another one, so he dumped her. That woman was so angry that she ran away." Go to Xu Ting and cry, saying that Yan Xu seduced her to save his face..."

"Hehe" Yan Jingqing sneered twice, staring at Lin Ze sharply, "No matter how stupid Xu Ting is, he will always be concerned about me and the Yan family. Do you think he dared to kill Yan Xu so blatantly? What is it? Who is fueling the flames behind?!"

Lin Ze swallowed his saliva, and looked at him carefully, "It's...Xiao Yiming."

Hearing this, Yan Jingqing was taken aback for a moment, his face became very ugly in an instant, cold currents surged in his eyes, his thin lips parted slightly, and every word was filled with deep-seated hatred, "Xiao, Yi, Ming! I, want, you, blood , debt, blood, repayment!!!”

Yan Xu was sitting opposite him, watching his long and narrow Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were as cold as ice.

He had never seen Yan Jingqing like this before, Yan Jingqing who was covered in strong hatred was much better than lying silently on the bed, at least his eyebrows and eyes were vivid.But he didn't understand why Yan Jingqing hated Xiao Yiming so much because of him?Isn't that man his good friend?Also, he didn't seem to have any problems with Xiao Yiming, why did that person harm him?

Yan Xu smiled helplessly, it seemed that after his death, there were more and more things he didn't understand.His eyes fell on the bloodless face, and his heart throbbed again.What he doesn't understand the most now is the person in front of him.

He never knew that this person had done so much for him, he had done all the absurd things, but he had been following behind to deal with the aftermath.He is heartless, stubborn, domineering, domineering, arrogant... A rotten person like him, a trash like him, and scum bother him.

How much does he owe this man?How can I afford it?

Suddenly I wanted to yell in his face, don't be so nice to that person!Didn't you see that the man was dead?What's the use of what you do?He never knew, so how could he have received love?What is the purpose of your uncomplaining and unrepentant devotion?Is it because of the previous blood connection?But he is dead, does that bloodline still exist?

Suddenly, many things that I thought I had forgotten flashed through my mind. In the intermittent pictures, the smiles of children and teenagers were like flowers, like the bright sunshine of spring, illuminating Yan Xu's gloomy heart at the moment.

Lost beauty.

It turns out that they used to get along so well...

Then why did they become tired of seeing each other later?No, it's just that he has always felt that way. This person has never changed.It was him, changed.Become rebellious, self-righteous, irrational...

It turned out that it was him who was wrong, it was always him!

After explaining to Lin Ze, Yan Jingqing asked him to go out, sat alone for a while, got up and walked into the bedroom.

Seeing his tired face, Yan Xu followed in his heart, but the next scene he saw made his eyes turn red.

"Xiaoxu..." Yan Jingqing murmured in a low voice, looking at the child in the photo frame with a bright smile, his fingertips slowly traced his outline back and forth, "What a bad boy, he said he wanted to accompany him My whole life, how can you break the promise like this? When you were young, you were still willing to get close to me, but when you grow up, you are fascinated by the colorful world outside. After learning badly, you don’t even want to come back home... I know you don't like this, and I didn't force you to accept it. I'll take all the responsibilities of the Yan family. I just hope you have a good time. As long as you are in a place where I can see you, let me know that you are doing well. Then it doesn't matter if you don't go home... But you bad boy, it's fine if you forget your promise, how can you just walk away? Are you tired of this world, just like me? Have you seen it? In fact, there are still many beautiful places in this world, don’t you want to take another look? You are still so young, and you haven’t had time to find someone you like, so you don’t want to know who that person is What's it like?"

That low and soft voice hit Yan Xu's ears like sharp knives stabbing his heart one after another, making him so painful that he couldn't breathe.

say no more!Say no more! ! !Yan Jingqing... Yan Xu knelt on the ground helplessly.

"But I want to know... I want to know what the person Xiaoxu likes, how many babies Xiaoxu will have in the future, and whether the babies are as cute as Xiaoxu was when he was a child..." Yan Jingqing said in his voice Low down, tears slipped silently.

Yan Xu looked at his thin body curled up helplessly, weeping silently holding the photo of the two of them in his arms.Heart throbbing pain.

Throwing on the bed suddenly, Yan Xuhong looked at the silent crying person and begged: "Yan Jingqing, don't cry! Please don't cry anymore! Please..."

Yan Xu never thought that there would be a day when he would beg for help, and he still begged like this.

Yan Jingqing couldn't hear his words, and fell asleep from crying and crying.

Yan Xu looked at the face that was slightly flushed from crying, feeling distressed.Trembling hands stretched out to wipe off the teardrops hanging on the eyelashes, and the crystal tears slowly evaporated on the fingertips without leaving a trace...

This person is so arrogant and strong, if it was before, he would not believe that this person would cry if he was killed, let alone cry like this every now and then?

But... the tears fell for himself, for him, this person hid himself and wept silently...

At this moment, Yan Xu has never regretted it, but God is still unwilling to let him go, and wants him to firmly remember the feeling of regret.Let him be immersed in regret all the time, heartbroken and in pain!

4. Too late to regret ([-])...

"Xiao Xu, I will send all those who killed you to be buried with you, okay?" Yan Jingqing squatted and knelt in front of the cold mausoleum, with a gentle smile on his handsome face, gently stroking Yan Xu's frame on the tombstone In the photo of the 25-year-old, the eyes are full of water.

Yan Xu looked at his handsome face in the photo, and suddenly wanted to tear it off to pieces.But he knew he couldn't do that, if he really did that, wouldn't the person in front of him cry again?

He has always thought that he is not afraid of anything, and has never been afraid of anything, but now he has to admit that he still has something to be afraid of—this man's tears.In the past few days, he finally recognized the fact that he was afraid that this person would cry.Especially the silent tears.Every drop of tear pierced hard into my heart like a knife blade, and my heart ached so hard that I couldn't speak.

People say that tears are a woman's weapon. He never thought there was anything to be afraid of those useless liquids, but now he finally realized it.As long as this person uses this weapon, even the mortal enemy can only disarm and surrender.

This man was born to beat him.What he failed to understand during his lifetime, he finally understood after his death.

If there is an afterlife, he will never let this person shed a tear again.

"You are indeed here!" An abrupt male voice interrupted Yan Xu's thoughts, and also caught Yan Jingqing's attention.

"Xiao, Yi, Ming!" Yan Jingqing saw who was coming, and asked coldly, "Do you still have the face to come here?"

"Jing Qing!" Xiao Yiming stepped forward, grabbed Yan Jingqing's hand, and said softly, "Jing Qing, don't do this..."

Yan Jingqing shook off his hand, expressionless, "Xiao Yiming, if you came to see Xiaoxu and sincerely repent, I will accept it on Xiaoxu's behalf, and please go away immediately after the confession is over! If you came to see me Yes, I don't want to see you, so please get out. I'll settle the score with you after I get out, and I don't want to do something bad in front of Xiao Xu."

"I..." Xiao Yiming looked at the cold person, and his disgust towards someone became more and more serious in his heart, but he didn't want to see Yan Jingqing unhappy, so he patiently explained: "Yes, it's my fault, I I shouldn't have said something else to Xu Ting, but I didn't expect him to have the guts to attack Yan Xu!"

"Xiao Yiming, you had the guts to instigate Xu Ting back then, but now you have the guts to admit it! Don't try to shift the blame to others!" Yan Jingqing sneered disdainfully, looking at him with no warmth in his eyes,

"Jing Qing, don't look at me like this, okay?" Xiao Yiming seemed unable to accept being looked at by him so coldly, and his voice raised slightly, "Yes! I did it on purpose! But...Jing Qing, I also did it for your own good Ah. Look at what you have done to your body because of that kid?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Yan Jingqing sneered, "This is our family business, and we don't need outsiders to take care of it!"

"Family matters? An outsider?" Xiao Yiming asked with disbelief, "I'm just an outsider in your eyes? You clearly know that I treat you...!"

"Xiao Yiming, you are too self-indulgent." Yan Jingqing interrupted him sharply, "I never meant anything else to you."

"Hahaha, I knew it!" Xiao Yiming laughed suddenly, "It's all because of him, because of this trash!" Xiao Yiming pointed at the mausoleum and sneered; "This trash has attracted your attention, Otherwise, how could you not see my goodness!" After finishing speaking, he grabbed Yan Jingqing, "Now that this trash is gone, Jing Qing, you should stop worrying about him, you should take a good look at me, I will always be by your side you……."

"Let go! Xiao Yiming!" Yan Jingqing wanted to break free, but Xiao Yiming was already prepared this time, and grabbed it hard. Yan Jingqing was weak and sick all the time. His strength was no match for him, so he couldn't break free. Instead, she was held in his arms.

"Jingqing, you care too much about that trash!" Xiao Yiming whispered in his ear, spraying warm breath on Yan Jingqing's face, causing Yan Jingqing to struggle harder.

With a sound of "pa", Yan Jingqing slapped him angrily. "Xiao Yiming! Shut up!!!"

Xiao Yiming was startled, he broke free and touched the left side of the face that was beaten, Xiao Yiming's eyes darkened, "Is it right? Jing Qing, you treat that trash?"

Yan Jingqing didn't speak, but looked at him expressionlessly.Xiao Yiming suddenly became irritable, regardless of the cold air emanating from Yan Jingqing's body, he rushed towards him, hugged him tightly in his arms, and kissed his tightly pressed thin lips, "I said don't use this kind of look Look at me! If you look at me like this, I won’t be able to control myself to do something bad... Whether it’s true or not, Jing Qing, you can only like me! You can only be mine!"

When had Yan Jingqing been forced like this before, with a gloomy face dripping water, he pushed him away desperately. "Xiao Yiming, if you don't let go, I'll kill you!"

"Hehe...Jing Qing is so cute, even when he is angry, he is so charming." Xiao Yiming was unmoved by his threats, and was about to kiss that bright red lips, but he didn't expect that the back of his head was suddenly hit hard by a heavy object. After smashing it, it turned out to be a vase in front of the mausoleum.

Immediately, Xiao Yiming's face turned dark, and regardless of the smashed head, he pinched his sharp chin, "Jing Qing, you are really naughty. A naughty child will be punished..."

Yan Jingqing froze for a moment, his eyes filled with disbelief.Xiao Yiming was angry and didn't pay much attention to the surprise in his eyes. At this moment, his attention was all on those slightly parted lips, and he was about to kiss Fangze.

Xiao Xu.Yan Jingqing opened his mouth, and spit out the two words silently.Eyes flushed, tears fell down.

As if in response to him, another vase rose into the air and smashed hard on Xiao Yiming's head.Xiao Yiming's eyes darkened, and finally passed out.

Oh shit!Yan Xu threw away the vase in his hand, staring fiercely at Xiao Yiming on the ground with red eyes.As early as when this person appeared, he didn't like this person. He didn't think that this person was the culprit who killed him, and he wanted to use force on Yan Jingqing. What's more unforgivable is that this person actually made Yan Jingqing cry!

Whenever he cries, his heart hurts like hell!Although he is dead!But this pain is worse than death!

"Xiao Xu! Xiao Xu! Is it you?" Yan Jingqing waved his hands wildly, making Yan Xu's heart ache.

I'm here, don't you cry anymore!Yan Xu clutched his chest and sat down weakly leaning against his own tombstone.

"Xiaoxu! I know it's you! Can you please tell me?" Yan Jingqing shouted excitedly, but the only sound in the cemetery was the sound of wind blowing and blowing branches.

I wanted to answer you and tell you not to cry, but you couldn't hear me.Yan Xu was extremely helpless.

"Don't you want to see me?" Yan Jingqing turned to face the photo on the tombstone, stroking with trembling fingers. "Still hate me so much? That you don't want to see me?"

Fuck, who hates you!I hate myself! ! !Can you hate yourself! ! !Yan Xu looked at the sadness in his eyes, and his mouth was full of bitterness.Lao Tzu is right in front of you! ! !Where are you looking! ! !

"Since Xiao Xu doesn't want to see me again, I'll go." Yan Jingqing said softly with his forehead resting on the tombstone.

Yan Jingqing! ! !Yan Xu clenched his fists tightly, trying to hug the man into his arms, but he couldn't touch the living thing.

Yan Jingqing looked at the person in the photo silently, reached into his pocket and took out a stone, and placed it in front of Yan Xu's tomb.

When Yan Xu saw it, his eyes opened slightly, and his heart was as bitter as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis.

That was the stone he gave Yan Jingqing when he was a child.The verdant green is about to drip, the color is bright, and it is attractive at first sight.

Originally, he didn't remember such a thing, but he saw it in Yan Jingqing's bedroom two days ago. Yan Jingqing cherished this stone very much, and kept it in the glass beside the bed.I didn't expect this person to carry it with me.

"Xiao Xu, I'm leaving." Yan Jingqing reluctantly glanced at the stone that had been treasured for many years, Yan Xu was mad at seeing it, damn it, you just take it back if you don't want to! ! !What does it mean to put it here for Lao Tzu! ! !

Depressed, Yan Xu grabbed the stone and handed it to him. Immediately, Yan Jingqing opened his eyes wide, fixedly staring at the Yuhua Stone floating in the air, ecstatically.

Breathing suddenly became rapid, and my heart was beating violently, as if it was about to burst out of my chest.

"Xiao Xu..."

A murmur of surprise escaped, Yan Jingqing stretched out his hand tremblingly, and the corner of his mouth raised a brilliant arc.It's about to be caught, but...

Time seemed to be frozen at that second, and the hand that was trying to reach forward suddenly stopped, the world seemed to be cut into black and white, the white part was still stretching forward, and the black part fell into eternal silence...

Yan Xu's hand holding the stone froze in mid-air, watching the man with the smile in his eyes fall backwards in slow motion, his whole body seemed to be petrified.

Heart aches like it's torn apart.

Yan Jingqing! ! !Who allowed you to do this!Get up! !Get up for me! ! !

Yan Xu, who was at a loss, could only watch the man fall to the ground stupidly, no matter how much he shouted, it was useless.

5. The Order of Rebirth...

His mind was stuck in a quagmire, and he couldn't break free in a daze.

Countless fragments flashed before my eyes, and strange and familiar scenes alternated with each other.There were those who grabbed Yan Jingqing's fingers and giggled when he was a baby, those who threw himself into Yan Jingqing's arms when he was just able to walk, those who played with Yan Jingqing, and those who Yan Jingqing sat silently in the room watching him and others. Children playing, Yan Jingqing quietly doing homework assigned by his tutor, Yan Jingqing asking Yan Jingqing to help with homework after school, Yan Jingqing undergoing examination in the hospital, happy because he received his gift, He fell out with Yan Jingqing, Yan Jingqing dealt with company affairs alone under pressure, worked overtime, held meetings, stayed up late, lost weight day by day, was angry at his misbehavior, cleaned up the mess for him without complaint or regret, and Those who disobeyed discipline were heartbroken, those who slammed the door and left Yan Jingqing sat with a blank face and eyes full of sadness, those who confessed to his parents who died young for not educating him well, those who had a heart attack and fainted, and told Uncle Zhang to take good care of him His, in front of the lawyer, made a will to hand over everything to him after death... The last picture is Yan Jingqing falling backwards with a smile.

These are... Yan Jingqing's memories?Yang or Yan Jingqing's life?Working hard for him all his life...

The eyes were blurred, and a cold liquid slid across.

"Hehehe... the soul will shed tears, interesting! Interesting!" A voice that seemed to be a smile, but not a smile, rescued Yan Xu's mind that was about to collapse.

"Who?" Yan Xu asked with difficulty, his eyes still fixed on the quietly smiling person on the ground.

"Boy, take it easy." As the words fell, Yan Xu felt dizzy for a while, and just before falling into darkness, he felt that the stone in his hand was terribly hot.

When Yan Xu opened his eyes, what he saw was an antique small bamboo building, and outside the bamboo building was a small yard surrounded by wooden piles.A peach tree was planted in the courtyard, with luxuriant branches and leaves.Outside the yard is a large piece of bare land.In the distance is a large dense forest.There is a small lake on the left side of the small bamboo building, the lake water is clear and sparkling.There is a small pool of water not far from the house.Also, there are no living things.

Yan Xu frowned slightly as he looked at the strange and strange scenery around him.

"Boy, come in."

It's that voice again!Yan Xu looked around suspiciously.Come in?Where to go?Glancing at the bamboo building in front of him, Yan Xu frowned, thought for a while before walking in.

Anyway, he is dead, and the other party can't do anything to him.

The bamboo building is not big, and the things inside are clear at a glance.In the middle of the hall is an antique red sandalwood Eight Immortals table, with four chairs on both sides.Some melons and fruits were enshrined on the table, and a painting was hung directly above the table. Amidst the smoke and clouds, a graceful immortal was smiling.

"Boy, it's cheap for you, shall we do the apprentice ceremony?" The voice sounded again.

"Appreciation ceremony?" Yan Xu was a little dumbfounded, "Who are you sacred? Why do you want me to perform the ceremony? I worship you as a teacher, and what can I learn?" At this time, for these strange things that science cannot explain