Rebirth of self-redemption

Rebirth of self-redemption

Author: heartbroken

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One day, I went back to the past and saw my innocent and ignorant self, I decided to change my fate

Content tags: Soul Transformation, Rebirth, The Proud Son of Heaven, Flower Season, Rainy Season

Search keywords: Protagonist: Gu Jianzheng┃Supporting actor: Song Qi┃Others: Self-taught and self-sufficient

A year ago, Le Yang took the initiative to find me because of his father's illness.

"I know you like me. As long as you promise to pay for my medical expenses and let my dad get good treatment, I am willing to be with you." He said.

I was sitting in the boss's chair at the time, and I didn't know what expression to make when I heard his words.

It has been five years since I fell in love with Leyang.Five years ago, I had just graduated from high school, and I came out for Leyang and my family. My father's health was already in poor condition because of supporting the company for many years.He asked me angrily, do you want the Song family or that kid?

Thinking about it now, what a bloody question that was.

"I want him!" And like all the scripts, I was so uncompromising.

But different from the story in the book, Le Yang didn't accept me at that time, although he never refused my closeness, in my heart, it was a certainty for him to be with me.This is the good sense of superiority I have had since I was a child. What I want, I can always get it.

Since then, my father kicked me out of the house, but he didn't do too much. Although he cut off all the sources of income from my family, he also paid off my college tuition and one month's rent in advance.And my mother listened to my father's arrangement in everything, and never said half a word of irony, even though her eyes were already red when she looked at me.Even though I felt guilty in my heart at that time, I forcibly suppressed it because of the hard-won love in my eyes at that time.

So I changed overnight from a rich young master to a poor boy with nothing.I can no longer live the same life as I wanted to.

Le Yang's attitude has also become clear since then.He said he didn't like me, he always regarded me as a brother, and he liked girls.

I asked him why he didn't explain it at the beginning, and he said that you never made it clear anyway, so I can't take the initiative to bring it up.

I accept this reason, and then pick it out and start pursuing him.But he never got a good face again.

But now, even if he begged me, he used a proud tone.

I smiled slightly, but I knew how fake I was: "Don't worry, your father will be fine."

I still complied with his request.There is no other reason, it is just a kind of too strong obsession.Because my parents both died during my sophomore year, I have been truly alone since then.There is no one around to trust.

After my parents died, I inherited the property of the family as a matter of course.After all, they couldn't bear to really abandon me, even if I fell out with them because of a man.

Since then, Leyang has become my demon.The desire to get his cognition is getting stronger day by day.Even I don't know if I still love him or not, or it's just a strong yearning for something I haven't got.

I spent money to cure his father's illness, and he moved in with me as promised.

In the years from middle school to university, I gave him almost all my tenderness.The same is true now, although the tenderness has been pitifully rare in recent years.

In the past few months, I have tried to reduce the overtime time in the company just to see him when I go home. After my parents died, relatives kept coveting the family property, and I was almost exhausted in the company.There are always many times when I think that Leyang is the only symbol of the innocent years I have spent. His existence reminds me of the existence of that time in the past and tells me that I am still living in this world.In my heart, he is always the optimistic and cheerful boy in middle school. Only in front of him can I completely relax.

Unfortunately, I never saw the bright smile that always bloomed in front of me when I was a student.The smile that touched my heart several times has disappeared for a long time.

I never blamed him for his indifference and rejection back then. After all, people go to high places and water flows to low places.Besides, he never made any promises to me from the very beginning, everything is just my own sentimentality.But what is he doing now?I never forced him to do anything.

"Song Qi, I want to go out for a walk." One day, he suddenly said to me in a soft tone.

I said yes, I thought he didn't want me to accompany him, so he said to let the bodyguards escort him.I can't let him escape, can I?

He frowned and said, "Song Qi, you can come with me. There is no need for bodyguards."

I was taken aback, then agreed, and called to move the morning meeting to the afternoon.He has been nesting in this house for nearly a year, and he lives in seclusion. Today is the first time he proposed to go out for a walk. I am happy that it is too late.

It is late autumn now, there are not many pedestrians on the street, and the leaves are falling on both sides of the road.Le Yang insisted on not wanting a coat, and went out with me in just a thin sweater.

We walked down the street side by side, and there was silence between the two of us.It seems that we didn't talk to each other a few times in a year, and spent most of the time in silence.During (harmonious) love, Le Yang lay under me and didn't make much noise. I hugged him like an emotionless puppet.This perception has repeatedly frustrated me.

I'm not a person who is good at finding topics, and racking my brains to find something to say makes me tired. I am no longer the stupid and cowardly self I was five years ago.Even, I hate myself for being like that.

Suddenly, Le Yang stopped and stared intently at the opposite side of the road. I followed his line of sight, and there was only an unnamed flower shop on the opposite side besides a few grocery stores.

"Today is my mother's death day." He said softly.

I vaguely recalled that when he and I were good friends, he always looked nostalgic when he mentioned his mother, saying that she was very gentle and beautiful.But He Tian was jealous of Hongyan, she suffered from depression and committed suicide by jumping off a building when she was ten years old in Leyang because she couldn't bear the burden of the family.

"Are you going to buy flowers for your aunt?" I asked.

Le Yang nodded and came across the road with me.

Walking into the store, the owner of the florist stood up and asked us what varieties we wanted.

"Any daisies?" he asked.It was his mother's favorite flower during her lifetime.

"Yes, please come here." The boss smiled.

After Le Yang picked out the flowers, I paid the money and walked out of the flower shop with him.

When I was about to cross the road, I saw no cars left and right, so I dragged Le Yang across, but he stopped suddenly.

"Song Qi, do you really love me?"

I subconsciously nodded.

"You know I don't love you," he continued.

"I didn't force you to be with me." I stated the facts lightly.

"I'm just because I don't want to be handed over by you."

"Le Yang, what exactly do you want to say?" I was a little impatient.

"...It's nothing, let's go." He broke away from my hand, and I was in a bad mood, so he went too.

I didn't think I was going to die.With this method.

The road is not wide, and when I cross the road, I have to go down a step. As soon as I stretched out one foot, I felt a sudden thrust on my back, which caused me to stagger and fall towards the road that was not wide. The car horn didn't even sound, and before I recovered from it, I felt an even greater force knocking me into the air.

The moment I heard the sound of my body hitting the ground, I saw the face of the driver who knocked me into the air.

Yang Yang, the vice president of the company, my cousin.

His expression was ferocious and proud.That's right, as long as I die, he can justifiably inherit this company, how can he not be proud?

When did he and Le Yang plan to get together?

I lay quietly on the road, and saw Yang Yang driving away from the scene in a daze.

In a daze, I seemed to be unable to even feel the severe pain in my body. I saw the boy who was no longer the same as I remembered approaching me. My whole body twitched and I couldn't say a complete sentence.

A white daisy floated down in front of me from mid-air, and I could smell the faint fragrance of flowers in my nose, which was fresh and beautiful.

"Song Qi, this is for you."

Le Yang said softly.

My eyes feel a little dry.It turned out that he hated me so much.

But why does he hate me?

I don't know why I'm still sentient after death.Could it be that I have become a ghost that can float in mid-air?I think a little dull.

I watched Leyang dial 120 pretending to be panicked, and tell the person on the other end of the phone where we are with a weak cry.

I never thought his acting could be so good.

My consciousness seems to be moving with Leyang.I watched him kneeling on the ground and weeping loudly after the doctor told him the result, watched him receive a considerable amount of reward from Yang Yang, and watched him attend my funeral.

After everyone had gone, he remained on my tombstone.Poker face.

"Song Qi, you can't blame me entirely. You are also responsible for your death. You changed first." He said.

"When you were in school, you looked at me with a smile in your eyes." Le Yang said word by word, "Every time you will take the initiative to find a topic to chat with me, and always care about what I want."

"When I found you after I graduated from university, the way you looked at me changed. I was no longer so gentle, and I never smiled. When I was silent, I let that silence go. I never took the initiative to say more than three sentences."

I don't know what he's thinking behind his expressionless face, obviously he doesn't talk to me, doesn't he?And why doesn't he think about who I became like this?

"After being with you, it seems to me that once you have everything back you become less