Dressed as a fake young master, I tear up the script

Very good!He is back!

He wants to go home!Xia Xingqiao ran outside immediately, not knowing what time it is now, whether it was before or after the car accident...

Xia Xingqiao suddenly saw an eight or nine-year-old boy coming out of the hospital leading a little girl who was a few years younger than him.

It's the younger brother and the younger sister!Xia Xingqiao was overjoyed, and hurried forward:

"Little brother, little sister, I..."

But the little boy and the little girl continued to walk forward as if they didn't hear it at all.

Xia Xingqiao watched them pass through her body!

Xia Xingqiao's eyes widened suddenly.

He lowered his head and looked at his translucent hand:

This... what's going on here?

"Little brother! Little sister!!" Xia Xingqiao staggered after a rumble in his mind.

"Second brother, I really miss big brother..." The little girl suddenly started to cry, she reached out and wiped her tears indiscriminately, "Where did big brother go, doesn't he want us?"

No, it's not!

Xia Xingqiao watched from the side, heartbroken, and wanted to reach out to hug her, but her arms passed through her younger sister's body time and time again.

The little boy stopped and wiped the tears from his sister's face.His immature face has a maturity that does not belong to this age:

"Our teacher said that forgetting is the real death. Big brother just went to another world. As long as we always remember big brother, he will live well in that world."

"I, I won't forget big brother..." the little girl sobbed.

The little boy clenched his fists with a determined expression: "I won't either, Yuanyuan, don't worry, I will take good care of you and mother like a big brother in the future!"

Looking at the sensible siblings, Xia Xingqiao's heart felt sore and soft, and tears burst out of her eyes no longer could be held back.

Then he quickly watched all the things that happened after his death from the perspective of a bystander.

Back then, the rich second generation was driving drunk, causing one death and thirteen injuries in a major serial car accident, and Xia Xingqiao was the only one who died.

Once the car accident was reported, it caused an uproar in the society. As the only young man who unfortunately died in this incident, Xia Xingqiao's family situation naturally received widespread attention.

Netizens marveled at the precious qualities of Xia Xingqiao, a young man, and felt deep regret for him.

So people from all walks of life spontaneously donated to Xia Xingqiao's mother and younger siblings. With high compensation, her mother's condition was under control;

This is a world of difference from the poor life before.

And the younger siblings, as they said, did not forget Xia Xingqiao for a moment.

They deeply remember that the life they have now is only in exchange for the death of their favorite elder brother.

Watching her grown-up sister choke up at the wedding, she said that what she misses most is her elder brother, and she wanted Xia Xingqiao to see her happy now.

Tears flowed down Xia Xingqiao's cheeks, as if something had collapsed in his heart, he was relieved.

It was a burden that he had been forcibly carrying on his shoulders.

At the same time, Xia Xingqiao could feel countless light spots flying towards him, and his body gradually solidified.

A voice in his heart told him to go back...

But where is he going back?

go back……

"Jojo."

Uh... Who is calling him... Is it Dr. Rong?

Xia Xingqiao suddenly opened his eyes.