Love Rival is so cute [Rebirth GL]

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When Zhong Li asked, "Aren't you ashamed of doing these things?!", Yan Haiqing looked back at the past for a long time, trying to sort out what he had done.

Her mental state was getting worse and worse, and she often fell into inexplicable rage or confusion, and she had to think for a long time when she said a word.

Maybe it's mental illness, Yan Haiqing thought, I heard that this disease is hereditary.

Fortunately, all revenge has been reported.

Accompanied by Lu Yangwen, Yan Haiqing went to Nanmen General Hospital to get medicine.She once vowed never to return to this place again, but she broke her promise in just ten years.

If you break your promise and get fat, will you gain weight?She watched the pointer on the scale wobbly stay near 35, and shook her head.

Getting thinner and thinner.

It was in Nanmen Hospital that she met Zhong Li.Like an angry lion that lost its cub, Zhong Li rushed forward with red eyes, as if to tear Yan Haiqing to pieces.Fortunately, Lu Yangwen stood in front, otherwise Yan Haiqing felt that he might die right away.

Although there is nothing wrong with dying, anyway, there is nothing worth nostalgic in the world.

Zhong Li was quickly isolated by the hospital staff, Yan Haiqing looked at Zhong Li's angry eyes, and thought: Why do I think Zhong Li is the one who likes Yang Zixi?

Oh yes, Yang Zixi.With this slightly jealous thought, Yan Haiqing finally remembered that he liked Yang Zixi.

But Yang Zixi died because he robbed her fiancé.

Yan Haiqing stood there blankly for a while, then suddenly raised the bag in his hand, and smashed it on Lu Yangwen.

All kinds of little things fell out, eyebrow pencils, lipsticks, mirrors, wallets... and a Paradise Umbrella logo.

Lu Yangwen didn't expect Yan Haiqing to make a sudden attack. He stood there watching the small objects slowly scattered on the ground, then walked over and tried to hug Yan Haiqing, and said, "Haiqing..."

Yan Haiqing stared at him and said, "Why don't you die?"

These words once caused indelible harm to the adolescent Yan Haiqing, and she still remembers Yan Rourou's appearance that afternoon.

Yan Haiqing copied the tone and expression intact, and threw them all at Lu Yangwen. She knew how hurtful it was, but she didn't have to bear it.

Lu Yangwen still looked like a good man, nodded and said: "Yes, I will die." He was as gentle as jade, and his expression did not waver at all.

Yan Haiqing forgot that the prerequisite for harm to take effect is the existence of love.

She paused for a while, then asked Lu Yangwen: "Do you love Yang Zixi?"

Only now did Lu Yangwen change his face, and after a while, he said, "What about you?"

Yan Haiqing's heart tightened, and he went to pick up the smashed makeup mirror on the ground.She was holding the sharp piece, blood gurgling down from her palm, and dripping onto the floor was shocking.

The mirror was used by Yan Haiqing as a dagger, she stabbed at Lu Yangwen with hatred, and then there was a stabbing pain in her neck, and she lost consciousness.

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Yan Haiqing's memory is not good, maybe it's because she doesn't recall the past often.

If you can only live with the past on your back, then life would be too difficult.

She just stares at the target and walks alone.

Under the effect of that shot of sedative, Yan Haiqing fell into a dark and sweet dream, a long-lost dream of high school.

At that time, she was devastated by Yan Rourou's illness. She often thought of death and worried about Yan Rourou's illness, so she could only force herself to live.

That was Yan Haiqing's first goal in life: money.

Yan Ming chose the most suitable time to show up and told her: Son, we are one family and I have money.

She didn't understand anything at that time, and she lost her ability to judge due to neurasthenia, so she turned to the father who came out halfway, thinking that Yan Rourou was finally saved.

Later, Yan Rourou committed suicide by jumping off the building, telling Yan Haiqing her attitude through actions.Yan Haiqing felt that the sky was falling, and only then did she realize how wrong she was.

She looked dizzy at the bloody flowers blooming downstairs.

If a person only focuses on one thing, then once this thing collapses, what will this person become?

Yan Haiqing lost his target, and his spine seemed to be pulled out.She was devastated, and the idea of ​​suicide was more vivid than ever.

The blade kisses the artery of the upper wrist, that coquettish blood-colored flower, will it appear again?

Then Yan Ming appeared, tied her hands and feet and said: Since you want to die, why not save your brother first.

Only then did Yan Rourou realize that sometimes, people don't even have the right to choose death.

She hated the Yan family so much, she wished she could shed her own blood and strip the surname "Yan" from her body, even if she was bruised all over her body, even if she went to hell alone.She didn't want to save this "brother" at all.

When Yan Ming forced her to sign the informed consent for bone marrow donation, Yan Rourou was helpless, no matter how great the anger was, it was so big that it flooded the heart, but what was the use?

After the blood was collected in the hospital, Yan Haiqing rested in the lounge. While the bodyguards were not watching, she jumped out the window and fell from the third floor.

The glass slammed down on her body, she was confused, and suddenly felt a little regretful: sinners have not been punished yet, why did she step into Yan Rourou's footsteps?

Her survival instincts were twisted together, and all the cells were clamoring for one sentence: revenge, revenge!

That was her second goal in life, to kill all the members of the Yan family.

There were roaring sounds in her ears, as if she saw Yan Rourou smiling and waving to her in a soft light.

She refused her mother's hand for the first time because she wanted revenge.

She said goodbye to her mother, and then saw Yan Rourou's face gradually distorted, turning into a girl.

The girl stared at herself in a panic, trying to help herself up, but she was afraid of hurting her spine, so she didn't dare to move.

Yan Haiqing looked at the other person's anxious expression and thought, this is a good person.

She stared at nothingness for a long time, but her eyes magically focused on this girl.

This was the first time Yan Haiqing saw Yang Zixi, and there was nothing special about it.

The other party is a well-off and kind-hearted girl, covered in holy light, completely different from herself.

The background is completely swallowed by darkness, rain, glass shards on the body, and piercing pain.The only thing that was clear was Yang Zixi's frowning face.

In the end, Yang Zixi's face also became nothingness, turning into a dazzling white spot, which gradually faded away.

Yan Haiqing dragged his almost shattered body and stretched out his hands to follow the opponent.

It was the only light in the lonely night.

When the spot of light became smaller and smaller until it almost disappeared, Yan Hai woke up.

Dr. Zhang, who had treated Yan Rourou, still wore those glasses, but his demeanor was much more mature.Seeing her wake up, he turned around and asked her, "Hai Qing, are you feeling better?"

Yan Haiqing opened his mouth to speak, but found that his throat was tight and he couldn't say anything.

Doctor Zhang said: "You are sick, just like your mother. You should pay attention to recuperating, and don't fluctuate too much."

Yan Haiqing smiled, she didn't care about her life, because the Yan family had been eaten away by her, her body was entwined with sin and death, and all the light had disappeared.

She looked at the blood-stained sun umbrella label on the bedside table, and said a few words with difficulty but firmly: "I'm going to the cemetery."

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The day I went to sweep the tomb was a gentle rainy day, so gentle that it reminded Yan Haiqing of ten years ago.

At that time, Yan Haiqing had just found a new goal in life, and his heart and eyes were full of the word "revenge".When she learned that the bone marrow of the two did not match, she was very happy, and felt that even God was helping her.She ignored the heavy rain and ran amok in the street.Completely lost in her own world, she didn't pay attention to the traffic lights and almost got hit.

At that time, Yang Zixi held her back.She slammed into Yang Zixi's arms and smelled the unique fragrance of a girl.Yang Zixi said: "Be careful."

The word "Ya" at the end of the sentence is soft and waxy, with a slight hint of blame, but it is like a small brush, scratching Yan Haiqing's heart.

Yan Haiqing looked at her and said, "Thank you." Then he moved to the side, moving himself out of the range of the umbrella.

Yang Zixi also moved, covering Yan Haiqing again.Yang Zixi asked: "Where are you going? If we go the same way, can we go together?"

Only then did Yan Haiqing realize that this was the girl she met when she jumped off the building that day.

She wanted to say "no", but the moment she opened her mouth, she smelled the fragrance of the girl's body again. The words reached her throat, and for some reason it became "good".

Yang Zixi waited for a long time, but didn't wait for the next article, so he smiled and said, "Then, just take a walk?"

Yan Haiqing still remembers that Yang Zixi's umbrella was held flat and steady, completely blocking the rain curtain.The umbrella looked black from the outside, but standing under the umbrella and looking up, one could see a starry sky.

Yang Zixi explained: "Van Gogh's "Starry Night", isn't it beautiful?"

Yan Haiqing asked, "Why is it black outside and colorful inside?"

Yang Zixi may have just watched some messy chicken soup for the soul at that time, and he opened his mouth and said: "Life is like a pendulum, swinging between pain and boredom. I feel that black is more painful, and looking at the sky will not be so boring without pain." She looked at Yan Haiqing, smiled sheepishly, and said, "Chicken Soup for the Soul philosopher Schopenhauer said, isn't it interesting?"

Yan Haiqing doesn't think it's boring, she just thinks that life is obviously nothing but pain.

Yang Zixi added: "The next time you are in pain, look at the sky. Van Gogh lost to suicide. You don't want it."

It was only then that Yan Haiqing realized that Yang Zixi might have misunderstood that he had just intended to commit suicide, that's why he walked with him for so long and comforted him for so long.Sure enough, just like the first impression, he is a very good person.

Yang Zixi's smile is beautiful, even more beautiful than the starry sky.At this moment, Yan Haiqing felt something other than pain.

Yan Haiqing smiled and nodded.

If all the people Yan Haiqing met so far were black, then Yang Zixi should be the one with the only bright soul.She saved herself.

Yan Haiqing looked up at the top of the umbrella, and treasured this picture in his heart, just like he hid Yang Zixi in his heart.

She didn't dare to talk to Yang Zixi, but she kept following Yang Zixi's development silently. She knew that this man had a boyfriend, was admitted to a university, and joined the outreach department of the student union.

Yan Haiqing may know the other person's life trajectory better than Yang Zixi, just as she knows what kind of person Lu Yangwen is better than the person involved.Lu Yangwen's relationship with Yang Zixi may have been out of love at the beginning, but it gradually changed, he just loved money more.

How can money compare to Yang Zixi?For Yang Zixi, Yan Haiqing was even willing to abandon the wealth of the Yan family.

If Yang Zixi must get married, he can't be with such a person.Therefore, Yan Haiqing robbed Lu Yangwen with the simplest and rude method - money.

In the end, she realized that even if she knew Yang Zixi's life trajectory, she didn't understand the other person's heart.She never thought that Yang Zixi was willing to die for this person.

While she was secretly paying attention to Yang Zixi, she killed Yan Ming decisively, robbed Yan Ming's business empire, broke up Yan Ming and his wife, and designed Yan Ming to go to jail.

Another goal of life disappeared, leaving only Yang Zixi.

Yan Haiqing walked through the cemetery while recalling the past.

It has been a long time since Yang Zixi's funeral, and Yan Haiqing is glad that there is no one else here, allowing her to talk to Yang Zixi quietly.

She silently looked up at Yang Zixi for almost ten years, until the other party died, she didn't dare to go up to him and say a word, she only dared to confide her heart to the tombstone.

Sitting in front of Yang Zixi's tomb, looking at the photo of the deceased with a bright smile, she whispered: "Hello, Yang Zixi. Do you still remember me? It doesn't matter if you don't remember me, can I get to know you again?"

"My name is Yan Haiqing. I'm the one who messed up your engagement. I'm sorry. I didn't know you liked him so much. If I had known, I wouldn't have done it. It's actually quite nice to see you get married and have children. of."

Yan Haiqing looked at the photo, and continued: "You borrowed an umbrella from me, no, I stole an umbrella from you, you probably don't know who the thief is now, right? You seem to have come home in the rain that day, I'm sorry , I didn’t know it was going to rain that night.”

Touching the photo on the tombstone, she felt that the last goal in her life had actually been lost for a long time.

She hangs her last breath just to confess her sins to the tombstone.When all the sins are listed, she will probably be able to leave this world without attachment.

Yan Haiqing smiled, and suddenly felt that there was nothing to say.She can sentence herself to death.

Yan Haiqing felt a bunch of eyes focus on her, she was terrified, somehow felt that it was Yang Zixi's soul looking at her.

She looked around in order to find the source of her gaze, and finally stared at a point of nothingness with her intuition, and murmured: "Yang Zixi, is that you?"

Of course she got no answer.

Yan Haiqing stared silently for a while, the feeling of being watched gradually weakened.

Yan Haiqing laughed at himself, "Why is she here..."

The great disappointment after hope seemed to drain all of Yan Haiqing's vitality, and she suddenly collapsed and sat in front of the tombstone.She leaned on the tombstone and wept silently, as if she wanted to evaporate all the water in her body.

Crying until she finally fell asleep and had a wonderful dream.

In the dream, she had a completely different life, her life intersected with Yang Zixi, and even Yan Ming got his retribution early.

Her youth has been reshuffled, family love has not been shattered, friendship has been born out of nothing, and even love has quietly sprouted.

She dreamed that she and Yang Zixi were in love with each other, and after being together for three years in their girlhood, they finally confirmed their mutual love.They hugged, kissed, fondled, and even adopted a child together.

The dream stopped at them kissing each other, and all the happiness in the world was in that one kiss.

This is really a beautiful dream.