[Rebirth] I want to stay away from you

, you are just like him. "Han Yi hugged the little boy tightly again, "It's all the little love I kept to make me happy and for me to vent. "

"Han Yi, you are a scumbag, no, you are not a fucking person."

"What right do you have to say that about me? Go away!"

"Hehe, I wish you every morning ^O^ and don't let up every day." Luo Fan walked out the door after finishing speaking.

Han Yi looked at Luo Fan's back and felt distressed, and wanted to talk to him about why it became like this.He scratched his hair irritably and began to put on his clothes. He regretted what he said just now.

"Young Master Han..." The little boy was frightened by Han Yi's cold eyes and fell silent.

When Han Yi went downstairs, he felt a sudden throbbing pain in his heart, and then he heard someone shouting outside, "There was a car accident, call an ambulance, call the police, the perpetrator ran away." Hearing the voice outside, Han Yi ran away Going out, I prayed in my heart that it wasn't Luo Fan, that it wasn't Luo Fan who was in the car accident.

For the first time, he felt that the short distance from the house to the road was so long, and when he rushed to push through the crowd, he saw a scene of his grief, Luo Fan lying in a pool of blood with his eyes closed.

Han Yi walked up to Luo Fan with unsteady gait, hugged Luo Fan in his arms, and began to cry softly, muttering sorry while crying.After the ambulance arrived, the doctor took a look at Luo Fan and judged him to have died on the spot.Hearing the doctor's words, Han Yi was like crazy, his eyes were red, he twisted the doctor's collar and said loudly, "He is not dead, how could he be dead, you save him quickly, if you can't save him, I will kill him You! Save him quickly." Some people around went to pull Han Yi, but Han Yi was still yelling, and it wasn't until Zhang Yun came over after receiving the call that he stopped him.

"Ajun, he's dead, he's gone, what the hell is going on, you said he lost his temper and I just let him go, won't it be over? Why are you arguing with him? He always let me go, It won’t matter if I follow him once, why don’t you say I follow him, if I follow him, I’ll be fine.” Han Yi slapped himself vigorously while Zhang Yun pressed his hand , looking at him.

"I'm such a fool^O^, I regret it so much, I still say those things to deceive him and insult him even though he is a different existence. I should listen to you and treat him well. I regret it .”

"Han Yi..." Looking at Han Yi like this, Zhang Yun didn't know what to say.

"If you give me another chance, I will definitely love him, pamper him, stop losing my temper with him, stop lying to him, insulting him, only him, and I won't be ambiguous with other people. "

"Han Yi...sorry."

"Ajun... I... regret it!"

The only sound in the room was Han Yi's mournful cries, interspersed with "Fanfan, I'm sorry.", "Fanfan, I love you."

part4

Luo Fan came out of the house and was bumped into the street as soon as he walked out, and then he saw himself lying on the ground, he felt strange, touched his face with his hands and saw that his hands were transparent, That's when he realized he was dead.Seeing that the person who hit him drove away without even stopping the car, Luo Fan gritted his teeth.

"Fuck, you ran me to death and left without stopping. If I appear in front of you now, I won't scare you to death, bah. Fuck, my child, damn it, one dead body and two lives."

"Fanfan, Fanfan."

When Luo Fan was still thinking about it, he heard Han Yi calling his name. He looked and saw that Han Yi was crying while hugging his bloody corpse.

"Yo, I started crying now, why did I go early, now that I am dead, you start to cry, when I was alive, you were cynical, and I have been following you every day during the year I have been with you, hum , if you follow me a bit, you can still have a child." Seeing Han Yi crying and talking, Luo Fan leaned over and listened.

"Fanfan, I'm sorry."

Hearing these words, Luo Fan's heart skipped a beat. When did Han Yi be too humble? Thinking about it, he was a little proud.

"Hmph, it's too late to apologize. Although you didn't kill me directly, you played a role in promoting it. If you don't drive me out, can I be killed? And not only I died, but my child died too. One corpse, two lives, one corpse, two lives." Luo Fan babbled, and continued, "You still have a future life, and many love affairs, but I have nothing left, just a dead person, nothing left."

Looking at Han Yi who was holding him and crying bitterly, he wanted to hug him again, but before he stretched out his hand, he felt sucked in by something, and he didn't know anything when his eyes were white.

Waking up again, Luo Fan found himself lying on the table, in front of him was a computer that was turned on, and beside him was a bowl of freshly made instant noodles.

Luo Fan looked around and found him in this room!point!also!without!See!Pass!

"Fuck! Where is this, the underworld? What about my baby?" Luo Fan muttered to himself, "Baby, baby, come to Dad." He opened his arms as he spoke, and no one came after waiting for a long time in his arms.

Luo Fan patted his face and stood up and found that he had a shadow, then he pinched his face, it was soft.Put your hands on your chest and jump.I touched my belly, it was hot.

"Oh my god, this is not what a dead person should have, let alone a person who has two lives." Luo Fan recovered his senses and went to the bathroom to look in the mirror, and found that this was not his face, the one in the mirror People look whiter, younger, and a little prettier.Looking at his face in the mirror, Luo Fan realized that he had been reborn, into another person.

Luo Fan came back to his senses and wandered around the house. God gave him a chance to start again, and he couldn't waste it.He wants to know who this person is and what he does, and he wants to live a good life for him.But, that unformed child...

Luo Fan found a wallet in the bedside table, which contained two passports, an ID card and some change.Taking out his ID card, he saw that this person had the same name as him, and he was also one year older than him. Luo Fan pinched his face and muttered, "He obviously looks younger than me."

Putting the wallet back and putting it away, he continued to turn around, looking at the house, and finally returned to the place where he just woke up.

Fiddled with the computer, and found a document in the computer that recorded various account numbers and passwords. Luo Fan thought that he would no longer need to go to the bank to change the password.In addition to the account passwords in daily life, he also found the account passwords of several websites. When he opened them, they were all from novel websites.

"Emotions, this is an Internet writer." Luo Fan looked at it, and there are quite a few readers, so this is probably his job.Looking at the large number of websites and the steaming instant noodles next to it, Luo Fan felt that he knew the cause of Luo Fan's death.

"Both of us are named Luo Fan and we both died on the same day, which means that our fate is not shallow. From now on, I will be you and you will be me. We will live together." After finishing speaking, he clasped his left and right hands together They shook each other with a smile on their faces.

Luo Fan tidied up the hygiene at home and saw that there was nothing to eat in the refrigerator, only the box of instant noodles on the floor.Twitching the corners of his mouth, he changed his clothes and went shopping in the supermarket.When I was in the supermarket, Luo Fan was thinking: I can't write so desperately, I will be exhausted again sooner or later, delete a few numbers.Thinking about it, I also took a bag of baby vegetables.

While looking at a shopping cart, Luo Fan suddenly thought of a question: what friends does this Luo Fan have, and how should I deal with his parents?

Luo Fan was wondering how to get along with Luo Fan's friends and parents, and Han Yi was organizing the funeral for Luo Fan. To be precise, Han Yi looked at Zhang Yun to help organize it.

"Put this photo in the middle, turn to the right." Zhang Yun directed the workers to set up the scene, hung up the photo Zhang Yun went to Han Yi who was sitting on the ground with dull eyes, kicked him and said, "Get up, get up help."

"Ajun, he will never come back again."

"Then you still don't get up to help, let him go."

"He's gone... gone..." Han Yi murmured.

"Han Yi, cheer up."

"Ajun..."

"Get up and work and let him go."

Han Yi didn't speak any more, just stared blankly at the ground. Zhang Yun looked at Han Yi and sighed and continued to arrange. When he asked Han Yi to arrange the flowers, Han Yi said, "Leave it, I will arrange it."

"Han Yi..."

"I've never given him flowers, this time I'm here to arrange flowers and give them to him." Han Yi smiled and placed flowers around the photo, muttering in a low voice, "Fanfan, did you see it? Do you like your flowers?" Slowly, her eyes turned red.

After returning home, Luo Fan logged into all the social software and looked through the contacts in the phone, and found a diary under the pillow. Looking at these, Luo Fan was happy. "With these things, I will definitely not reveal my secrets." I put the things away and made dinner, watching while eating.

"Huh? He's actually an orphan? He doesn't have any friends, only himself..." Luo Fan sighed and said, "It's as pitiful as me. But I seem to be happy."

Sitting on the sofa at night watching TV, I thought that I have been dead for two days, and I think the funeral will be held the day after tomorrow. Go and see, there should be no one else who can watch my funeral except me.

The day after tomorrow, Luo Fan came to the place where he had a car accident. There was no blood there, and he couldn't tell at all that a person died three days ago, or that it was one dead body and two lives.Looking at the villa in front of him again, he once thought it was where his happiness lay.Looking at it, my eyes were blurred by tears.

"Why are you crying, you will have a better life in the future."

"Han Yi, slow down." Zhang Yun carried Han Yi out of the room