I'm red after becoming an honorary underworld

Ning Zhian ran into the hospital in a daze. He seemed to have bumped into something in the hall, and there was a dull pain in his shoulder, but he couldn't tell the difference. He hurriedly bowed to the pillar in the hall, and whispered a word of apology.

Before reaching the ward, he hesitated instead, standing at the door hesitating.

Ji Zhaoran was lying on the hospital bed, his brows and eyes were still straight, but his face was so pale that he didn't look like a real person. With an infusion tube inserted into his wrist, he waved to Ning Zhi'an: "Why are you standing there stupidly, come here."

Ning Zhi'an slowly moved forward, and asked in a low voice with a crying voice: "Does it hurt?"

There were still tears at the end of his eyes that hadn't dried up, and his eyes, which were radiant in the past, were red and swollen.This was the first time Ji Zhaoran saw Ning Zhi'an crying like this, he closed his eyes and said helplessly: "Don't cry, ancestor, it hurts me to see you cry."

Tears welled up again, Ning Zhi'an suppressed it forcefully: "How could the car crash, how could..." He couldn't continue in the middle of the sentence, his thin shoulders trembled.

Ji Zhaoran smiled: "Don't worry, I won't make you a widow."

Ning Zhi'an can't hear such words now, even if Ji Zhaoran said it, he stared at a pair of red eyes: "Shut up!"

This powerful look is so rare, Ji Zhaoran couldn't help but stroked his hair: "Why, do you want to guard me?"

"Why are you still talking!"

Ning Zhi'an was angry and anxious: "There was a car accident, why are you still saying such things!"

"Cough cough."

There was a light cough at the door, Ning Zhi'an looked back, the doctor was standing at the door with a checklist.

He bluntly wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, stood next to Ji Zhaoran and pursed his lips in silence.

"The test results came out. There is a slight concussion. You may feel dizzy and nausea. You should pay more attention to rest in the past few days." The doctor said: "The internal organs are not damaged, but it is still recommended that you stay in the hospital for observation for a few days."

Assistant Ji Zhaoran walked in and asked worriedly, "Do you need a more detailed inspection?"

Doctor: "If you are worried, you can do it."

The assistant didn't dare to go overboard, so he set his sights on Ji Zhaoran.

Ji Zhaoran took Ning Zhi'an's hanging hand, which was a little cold and trembling slightly.

Ji Zhaoran clenched his hands a little bit, and said, "I'll listen to my family."

The doctor and the assistant went out one after another, and the ward became quiet again. Ning Zhi'an felt relieved a little, but cried even harder because he finally relaxed his tense nerves.

"It's...it's all my fault. You got into a car accident because you came looking for...looking for me." He was sobbing, the tears on his eyelashes filled and fell, and he said with tears all over his face: "It's all...it's all my fault, Why am I so bad."

So he can cry so much, Ji Zhaoran thought.

Ji Zhaoran held Ning Zhi'an's face, gently pecked and kissed the salty tears: "Don't cry."

He put Ning Zhian's head in his arms, and unhurriedly turned his gaze to the closed door.

Ji Zhaoran squinted his eyes warningly, coaxing softly: "It's okay. Ah, don't cry."

Ning Zhi'an cried so hard that he almost lost his strength. When he lost his temper and cried, the phone kept ringing, and Ji Zhaoran picked it up—it was Xie Wenzhou calling.

Ji Zhaoran: "Xie Wenzhou called you."

Ning Zhi'an lacked oxygen in his brain, raised his face and said with tears in his eyes, "I don't want to answer it now."

"Oh." Ji Zhaoran hangs up the phone neatly, saying: "Maybe he has something to do with you."

Xie Wenzhou's phone call brought Ning Zhian back to his senses, he still had too many things to face.

After sobbing for a while, Ning Zhi'an calmed down a little.

"Ning Zhi'an, is there anything you want to tell me?"

Ji Zhaoran stared at Ning Zhi'an: "My boyfriend had an accident, but I found out about it on Hot Search." He sighed lightly: "It's really frustrating."

"I'm sorry, I've always wanted to tell you, but I'm most afraid that you will know." Ning Zhi'an trembled her eyelashes, and said slowly: "It's not a very good thing."

"Ning Zhi'an, whether good or bad, I want to know about you."

Ning Zhi'an took a deep breath, and said slowly: "The Huai Xu mentioned on the Internet is indeed me."

"I have loved reading novels since I was a child. I started writing novels myself in junior high school. I wrote them in a notebook at first, and tried to serialize them on the Internet when I was in high school."

Although Ning Zhi'an was very young at that time, he was loved by many readers because he had no scruples and wrote recklessly. Although he had to study and couldn't spend a lot of time writing, he felt very happy.

Until the third year of high school, Ning Zhi'an's mother fell seriously ill.

His parents divorced when he was very young, his father soon formed a new family, and he has been living with his mother.Although the living conditions are not very rich, Ning Zhi'an has always felt that he is living well.

The mother's illness was caught off guard, and a lot of money was needed, and the family's small savings soon bottomed out.

He tried to ask his father to borrow money, but his father avoided seeing him. At that time, Ning Zhi'an was just a boy who was underage, gritting his teeth and shuttling between the hospital and school every day, and only dared to cry secretly when he returned home at night.

When he was about to despair, Ren Chengping's charity project decided to support his mother.

That amount of money is a drop in the bucket for rich people, but to Ning Zhi'an, it is like a long drought.The mother's illness has improved, and Ning Zhi'an can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Ning Zhi'an respected and appreciated Ren Chengping very much, and sent him emails every day. Although Ren Chengping never replied to emails, he still insisted on expressing his gratitude.Ren Chengping is a well-known writer, with a feeling of admiration, he also shyly sent the novel that he had saved for a long time, and more than half of it had been written, to Ren Chengping, hoping to get some affirmation.

That book was written before his mother fell ill. At that time, he was in high spirits and wanted to give this book to his mother as a gift after the college entrance examination.

Ren Chengping, who had never replied to an email, suddenly responded: [You wrote this? 】

Ning Zhi'an felt that his tone was a bit strange, but he didn't think too much, and answered Ren Chengping's question truthfully.

Later, Ren Chengping began to frequently reply to Ning Zhian's emails.

"I don't know, it's not Ren Chengping who sent me emails." Ning Zhi'an lowered her eyelids and said softly, "After the college entrance examination, my mother's health has also improved, so I decided to start serializing this book. Earn some money to ease the situation at home."

However, what awaits Ning Zhi'an is an unexpected nightmare——

This article was published earlier.

Ning Zhi'an's manuscript was only read by Ren Chengping, and the name of the person who published this article was Ren Yushan.

While explaining on Weibo, he was also trying to contact Ren Chengping by email, but because of his resistance, Ning Zhian's mailbox was canceled in another place, the evidence was destroyed, and his mother's support was also cut off.

Ning Zhi'an curled up docilely in Ji Zhaoran's arms, like a puppy that couldn't find a home: "This incident made a big fuss, and then Ren Chengping found me."

Ji Zhaoran patted Ning Zhian's back lightly, he had already guessed the ending, but he still wanted to understand Ning Zhian's past exactly. "What did he do?"

"He apologized to me."

Ren Chengping personally apologized to Ning Zhian and resumed his support to his mother, but he didn't mention anything about clarifying the plagiarism for him.

Ning Zhi'an once couldn't understand why Ren Yushan was so bold, as if he didn't worry about the adverse consequences of doing bad things at all.

It was only later that he realized that in his eyes, he was just a random object.

Ren Yushan never showed his face from the beginning to the end, but because of hundreds of thousands, Ning Zhian was able to break his spine and admit all the infamy.

"Xie Wenzhou has been trying to find me but can't find it. He even admitted to the wrong person, which has something to do with this matter." Ning Zhi'an said in a muffled voice, "I changed my name, and it turned out to be Ning Yuhuai."

Ren Chengping hoped that he would forget the past and have a new start with a new name.Few people know about this matter, even Ren Yushan didn't know about it, otherwise with Ning Zhi'an's current popularity, he might not dare to hype "The Night Turns the Wind" so much.

"Later, I was discovered by scouts and signed with a brokerage company. At first I was very scared, afraid that I would be recognized by Ren Yushan, and then be hidden." Ning Zhi'an's eyes were still red: "Later my mother passed away, and I I also paid off Ren Chengping's money, and I have no debts, and I am not afraid of him anymore."

"During that time, I was very fierce. I always hoped to see him on a certain occasion, and then fight with him. I could make as much trouble as possible. It would be best for the whole world to know that I beat Ren Yushan, or just send him a message. Weibo asked him to make an appointment."

Ji Zhaoran said warmly, "Ningning is very powerful."

"Later, Ren Chengping's health was not good. He came to me when he didn't have much time, and said a lot of confession. I could feel his guilt. He sincerely hoped that I could live a good life, but he couldn't let it go. Ren Yueshan."

"I thought, forget it, as long as Ren Yushan doesn't take the initiative to find me."

After crying heartily, Ning Zhi'an was a little tired, and lightly rubbed Ji Zhaoran's chest: "After all, if there is no Ren Chengping, my mother may not be able to survive the summer vacation of my senior year."

……

Ning Zhian was so tired that she almost fell asleep in Ji Zhaoran's arms.

Ji Zhaoran hugged him, coaxed him, and after making sure that he was fast asleep, he glanced coldly outside the door.

"Come out." Ji Zhaoran said.