I fell in love with my nemesis after rebirth

School was about to start soon, Sheng Xuehe packed his luggage in advance, half of it was covered in sweat, and he was going to take a shower first.

When he came out, a group of people were found in his room, and his wallet was in his father's hand.

At that moment, he seemed to be frozen, and there was no wind, but the whole place was cold.

"What is this?" His father picked up a one-inch photo with his fingertips and asked him quietly.

Sheng Xuehe didn't answer, he said, "No wonder you've been so weird lately, so it turns out you're in love, or with..." At this point, he frowned, showing disgust that couldn't be concealed.

"Give it back to me." Sheng Xuehe reached out to snatch it, attracting the attention of other relatives.

Sheng Xuehe couldn't get this photo back, so some relatives educated him on behalf of his parents, saying that he didn't respect the elders, and that he would return this attitude when he saw the elders not shouting.

He couldn't tell which of these people were his relatives. The excited expression surrounded him like evil spirits, and the tone of righteous words was like a plastic film that suppressed his breathing, almost suffocating him.

They gain a sense of authority and superiority from a newly grown child. He is like a prisoner parading in the streets in ancient times. No one can blame him. He is a little dizzy, expressionless but pale.In a trance, he felt as if he was in a world of ice and snow, letting the wind and snow blow him.

He seemed more at the gallows than at home.

And his father looked down at the phone, and after the punishment was over, he told him: "His parents have asked him, and he didn't fall in love at school. I also know how you got this photo. You You shouldn’t want him to know that you’re like a thief spying on him in the dark. If you don’t want you to be unable to do it with your classmates, stay away from him.”

The winter vacation of high school students is only a dozen days, and they will soon step into the campus again.

The most annoying thing in winter is running.

Sheng Xuehe felt dizzy and couldn't lift his strength. He didn't pay much attention, thinking he had a cold.

Every time the school grades the running class, it will be scored comprehensively based on the neatness of formation, attendance rate, and loudness of slogans.The class with the highest score every week can get a pennant.

Sheng Xuehe was in the best class, and the pennant was hung at the gate of their class and had never been taken down.

There are also skills in formation arrangement. In order to make the formation look good, the tall ones stand at the front and the short ones stand at the back, so that there will be a sense of natural flow when viewed from a distance.

Sheng Xuehe felt strenuous after running half a lap. He felt that it was difficult to breathe. In the past, he would also suffer from running exercises, but he didn't feel this kind of suffocation.

When passing the rostrum, the class would shout slogans. At that moment, he finally couldn't help but fell forward.

The class fell into chaos, Sheng Xuehe had lost consciousness, he was firmly leaning on a person, and was tightly grasped by the arm.

A strange and wonderful lily-of-the-valley slyly penetrated into the tip of his nose, making him instantly let go of his defenses, and he was unwilling to let go of the opponent's hand.

He was taken to the hospital, and one of the test results: severe anxiety.

When he learned the result, Sheng Xuehe was dumbfounded, he didn't dare to look at Fu Yiwen's expression.The homeroom teacher was on the phone at the door, and he pretended to be relaxed: "Every high school student will be anxious."

He described his precarious spiritual world in the most understated manner. Fu Yiwen's eyes seemed to see through everything, causing his whole body to collapse, like a person hovering on a cliff, suddenly slipping his feet and falling into the abyss.

He grabbed Fu Yiwen's hand and pressed his forehead against the back of Fu Yiwen's hand, tears streaming down uncontrollably: "Don't tell my parents..."

"Please."

He felt that he was really crazy, Fu Yiwen was just a student, how could he help himself?

The person Sheng Xuehe asked for was Chen Mian, his class teacher, not his peer Fu Yiwen.

He blocked his face, and hot tears dripped down the back of Fu Yiwen's hands like a bank, as if the flow was endless.

Fu Yiwen couldn't see the other person's expression, he only knew that Sheng Xuehe was very sad, and at the same time, his thin body trembled, because of the bending movements, the protruding back was outlined by the hospital gown, it was unbelievably fragile.

Sheng Xuehe at this moment is not the protagonist, but a patient, a poor patient who cannot be treated.

This was the first time that Fu Yiwen doubted whether the system's mission was correct, and also doubted whether his own existence was reasonable.

He looked at Sheng Xuehe's trembling shoulders, which wonderfully overlapped with the scene of that snowstorm night. He seemed to be brought back to that day, helpless and with broken guitar playing and singing.

"The head teacher doesn't know yet, the sick list is here."

Fu Yiwen gave the other party the medical list, and he specially arranged Sheng Xuehe to enter a private hospital, which had some friendship with the Fu family.

Sheng Xuehe cried even more violently. He grabbed the medical bill and stuffed it into the palm of his hand, as if he was afraid of being discovered.

This made Fu Yiwen think of the antelope being chased by the cheetah on the grassland. Under the chase of the beast, the antelope can only escape death by running faster, otherwise it will only end up as food.

But now, he is the cheetah chasing Shengxuehe, and Shengxuehe is just an antelope struggling to survive.

The so-called protagonists are not powerful enough to be envied. They are just children who have been traumatized in childhood and have unsound personalities.

Ever since Sheng Xuehe entered the hospital, Fu Yiwen had been taking care of him.

He and his family asked for accommodation, but the family didn't doubt it, and the commute was really troublesome, so they agreed to Shengxuehe's request for accommodation.

Fu Yiwen always brought him delicious food, and would help him remove the fat floating in the soup, doing all the details perfectly and considerately.

Once, Sheng Xuehe suffered from indigestion due to overeating. Fu Yiwen stayed by his side for a day and a night, paying attention to his situation all the time.

At this time, Fu Yiwen will take online classes, fearing that he will not be able to keep up with the progress of school, and will help him sum up the knowledge points.

Fearing that he would be bored, Fu Yiwen would choose movies to watch with him.

When hanging the water, Fu will set an alarm clock at one hour.

What surprised Sheng Xuehe even more was that Fu Yiwen returned to playing music while accompanying him with a guitar when he was suffering from insomnia due to anxiety.

When Sheng Xuehe was vomiting, Fu Yiwen would hold his chin while wiping the sweat off his face with a wet towel.This made Sheng Xuehe feel strongly disturbed by the meticulous care. He was afraid that this kind of kindness had a purpose and would be taken back. Even his parents had never treated him so kindly.

In the past few days, Sheng Xuehe has been thinking, what exactly does Fu Yiwen want?One day, he finally asked this question.

Fu Yiwen put away the bowls and chopsticks, and dealt with it casually: "You were No.1 in the last exam, I don't want to take advantage of it, you have to improve your condition, and then decide the 'winner'."

That's right, Fu Yiwen usually looks easy-going, but he is also a very proud person. Of course, he will not allow his strengths to be overshadowed by others.

After getting the answer, Sheng Xuehe breathed a sigh of relief. He was very afraid of the unconditional favor others would give him, and he would panic.

Once Fu Yiwen left, Sheng Xuehe looked down through the glass window and saw Fu Yiwen being picked up by his family.

The elite men in suits and leather shoes are two levels apart from the people around them. They stand there like a separate world, separating the hurried and ordinary world around them.

After all, they are not from the same world.

It was raining outside, and the car had already left. He looked at the misty rain outside the window. He used to listen to English listening at this time, and Fu Yiwen would wear earphones for online classes in the seat next to him.Those online courses were things he couldn't understand, and the professional terms were hard to pronounce.

Fu Yiwen would sometimes remind him that it was time to go to bed, or help him pick up the earphones, but now he was alone again.

The heat of his breath covered the window with a layer of white mist. He stared at it for a long time, stretched out his fingers, and wrote strokes on it.

Suddenly he came back to his senses, his heart beat faster, unbelievably, and frantically rubbed the name on it into mottled spots, dripping wet, he looked around, but luckily no one saw it.

At the same time, it was in a trance.

Before Fu Yiwen's arrival, there were always people who easily denied his ability and dismissed him as worthless. They told him that Fu Yiwen was the real genius, and he was just a mediocre person who ran desperately to reach the level that the opponent could reach.

He will not attach expectations to anything and invest in unrealistic fantasies.Fantasies, expectations, beliefs, dreams, such as miracles are magnificent and colorful, but most of them are just empty talk.

If he can endure loneliness, it means that he can endure everything.He doesn't need friends, he doesn't need family, he doesn't need understanding.

A staunch atheist will not believe in the blessings of Lady Luck.

It's time for him to leave the hospital.

In the ward, Fu Yiwen fell asleep reading a book, the book fell on his lower abdomen, and he was in a very upright sleeping position.

Sheng Xuehe turned on the light and walked over cautiously.

With the help of the light, he carefully traced his deep eyebrows and eyes over and over again. His eyes were clear and hot, without the slightest trace of the fatigue that he showed half an hour ago.

Fu Yiwen was born very well.

His outline is handsome, and his face is illuminated by a small lamp, but none of his facial features is carefully carved by the creator.

Getting closer to him, the breath is full of the light fragrance from his body, which is his unique breath.

Shengxuehe likes this smell very much, it will calm the impetuous heart, like finding a safe haven.

Quietly leaned down and reached out to caress his fingers, then slowly inserted between the fingers and interlocked with his.

Afraid of waking him up, he moved very lightly.Feeling the warmth of the other party, Sheng Xuehe felt strange satisfaction in his heart.

It seems that as long as this contact is used, he can gain the strength to support him.

He should let go, but he doesn't give up.He kept telling himself, wait a little longer, wait a little longer and let go.

After a while, he told himself again, just wait.

【Your emotional fluctuations are strange. 】

【You want to save him. 】

"I do not know."

【You are lying. 】

Fu Yiwen won't, it doesn't mean he doesn't want to.

No one can save anyone, and no one can successfully rescue anyone.A person's rebirth does not depend on anyone, but on himself.

Any relationship is the same, no one is the savior of the other, and no one is the savior of the other.

It's scary when one person wants to save another.The so-called salvation is empty talk, the real salvation is only self-growth.

He, who is well versed in this way, understands all the truths, but still can't control it, and can't stop thinking that he shouldn't have it—he wants to save this person.

[You must exit this world immediately, or you will die. 】

"Does he hate me?"

【Yes. 】

Fu Yiwen was not surprised.

The biggest function of the villain is to achieve the protagonist. He doesn’t need to do much, he just needs to be better than the protagonist in every way, put pressure on the protagonist, and make the protagonist have the motivation to defeat him.

This is also a good opportunity for him to learn.He took this opportunity to learn a lot, and also learned a lot of things that he didn't know before, and even came into contact with a lot of knowledge that will only be available in future time and space.

He is like a tool, constantly causing trouble for the protagonist, and finally defeated by the protagonist.Because only those who have experienced despair can truly transform and take on a new look.

Fu Yiwen once asked: "What if he can't make it through?"

[That means he is only worthy of being an ordinary person.There is no need for this world to exist anymore.You can deal with him directly, get rid of the world, and reduce the load on the main system.It won't be so slow for me to load in the future. 】

The system said it was so easy, destroying a world, the consciousness of thousands of people, is as casual as cleaning up junk files in a computer by shocking a mouse.

The system told him again: [Are you sympathizing with them?No need for sympathy.If they can't transform into protagonists, it means they are not qualified, and even without you, this world will be difficult to run. 】

In the final analysis, he had to deal with the villain to the end, otherwise he would be killing people.

Maybe it was because Fu Yiwen did too much, and he was the one who was killed in the end.They hate him very much, hate him very much, he has experienced many ways of death and many tortures.

But his mood was extremely calm, and he could even maintain a gentleman's smile, which made them feel creepy, and finally spit out two words to him: "Madman."

This world should not be in charge of Fu Yiwen, he was forced to stay, so many places are not perfect, but the system can warn him like this, which shows that the problem is serious.

Because of his arrival, Sheng Xuehe will be constantly compared, and will have the pressure to overwhelm him. Sheng Xuehe should very much hope that he disappears.

Fu Yiwen said, "I see."

After returning to school, Sheng Xuehe knew why Fu Yiwen was able to come to the hospital every day. His family was bankrupt and he might have to drop out of school.

But these days, Fu Yiwen never mentioned this matter to him.

In an unoccupied place, Sheng Xuehe asked him: "Are you... how are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he began to regret. For the first time, he wished that his mouth would not be so stupid.

Fu Yiwen was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "I'm fine, just a little problem. You prepare for the exam well."

"...Thank you." Sheng Xuehe wanted to say something, but Fu Yiwen called.

Sheng Xuehe was successfully sent. During this period of time, he has been working part-time, helping children make up lessons and saving money. He occasionally visits teachers at school and prepares for some interviews.

He and Fu Yiwen chatted from time to time, and they were all meaningless words. Ordinary people would be speechless when they saw the chat records.

No nutrition, no fun.

He was the only one who found it interesting.

On the day of the college entrance examination, Sheng Xuehe was a little nervous. He inquired about Fu Yiwen's examination room and squatted outside, but he didn't see Fu Yiwen.He thought he missed it, so he kept waiting.

He didn't leave until all the parents were astigmatized, there was no one else in the venue, and the security guard came to ask him.

It was only later that Sheng Xuehe found out that Fu Yiwen did not take the college entrance examination. It is said that there was a serious disturbance at home, and even newspapers and news reported it.

He has long known that he and Fu Yiwen are not from the same world, he is an ordinary high school student, but Fu Yiwen is just like him in age, and he is not ordinary at all.

Sheng Xuehe had always wanted to find Fu Yiwen, but their chat records seemed to be frozen, and there was no movement in the circle of friends, as if they had disappeared from the world.

In July, Sheng Xuehe traveled to Thailand with his family.He didn't like to take pictures, but seeing the bright and splendid scenery, he couldn't help pressing the shutter.

The exotic scenery made him have an indescribable emotion, hoping to find someone to share the joy of the moment, but he thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of anyone.

He posted on Moments and set it to be visible to only one person.

His parents were hanging out on the beach, bargaining with street vendors, while he sat on the edge to enjoy the shade, looking at his phone from time to time.

Finally, a message popped up on the phone.

Fu Yiwen: [Is Thailand fun? ]

Sheng Xuehe: [It's very hot. ]

He added: [It's okay, it's not that interesting. ]

Fu Yiwen didn't answer right away, Sheng Xuehe thought for a while and asked: [How are you doing recently? ]

Fu Yiwen: [I'm fine, how about you?Recommended to T University, No.1 in school history, congratulations. ]

But according to Fu Yiwen's original grades, he could still get into T University.The words were deleted, deleted, and deleted in the conversation box, and they couldn't be sent no matter what.

Fu Yiwen: [You don't need to comfort me, I'm not that fragile. ]

After a long time, he asked again: "If you only had three days left in your life, what would you do?" ]

If the reality version gives you three days of light?Sheng Xuehe thought for a while: [Do nothing. ]

Fu Yiwen made a laughing emoji, which was kind of cute. He made a video call, and Sheng Xuehe connected without hesitation.

In the picture, Fu Yiwen was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with neat hair, part of his smooth forehead exposed, and sharp eyebrows.However, when looking at the camera, he regained his easy-going youthful atmosphere.

"Sorry, wrong press."

"fine."

Fu Yiwen looked tired, pulled his tie, and lay on the bed looking at him lazily, so that there would be a feeling that they were looking at each other while lying on the same bed.

"I'm going abroad, the air ticket for the day after tomorrow."

Sheng Xuehe was taken aback by the unexpected words, and then calmly said, "That's pretty good."

"Ah."

After the silence, Sheng Xuehe asked, "Which country?"

"U.S."

"...Is the school looking good?"

"Ah."

Sheng Xuehe said, "That's pretty good."

As if once wasn't enough, he said again, "That's pretty good."

Fu Yiwen suddenly laughed, he stretched out his fingertips to touch the screen, and then flicked on the cold electronic screen, very childish."Will you miss me?" he asked.

"No." Sheng Xuehe said decisively.

"We may never see each other again."

"It's not..." Now that the traffic is so convenient, why can't I see it.

"I want to immigrate and settle in the United States."

Sheng Xuehe asked: "Won't you come back?"

He replied: "No."

Afterwards, Sheng Xuehe said, "That's pretty good."

He smiled again: "Well, you should be fine too."

The two people who can write full marks in the composition of the college entrance examination are communicating with bad words at the moment.Then someone called Fu Yiwen, and they said goodbye to each other.

Even if they knew they would never have a chance to see each other again.

Thailand is really hot, so hot that Shengxuehe doesn't want to move, and he doesn't want to pay attention to his parents calling him in the distance.

Sheng Xuehe felt lost, his whole body lacked strength, and the heat stroke that had just subsided began again, his internal organs felt uncomfortable, concentrated in his heart and felt stuffy, and his emotions seemed to be controlled by someone.

He thought of what he had just kept repeating, which was good.

This is not good at all.

The author has something to say: TUT I thought I could finish playing cards at two o'clock, but I went to play games with my younger brothers (brothers) and didn't go to sleep until five o'clock in the morning.

I found out that my younger brother's classmate was really good. He played games with us all night, and then went to track and field training. I was stupid.