Return to the Road of God

After smoking a cigarette, Ge Qinzhou patted Jiang Bing's shoulder: "Go back to the ward...talk to him more."

Jiang Bing extinguished the unburned cigarette butt, walked a few steps, then turned his head suddenly, and asked Ge Qinzhou, "Are you from Xia Xiaochuan's side?"

Ge Qinzhou admitted: "Well, I'm not Ye Yufan's uncle, but Xia Xiaochuan's cousin."

So, I'm sorry, young man... My selfishness is to hope that Xia Xiaochuan can live, even if he lives on Ye Yufan's body... Ge Qinzhou said in his heart, but in the year you met Ye Yufan, Ye Yufan was no longer what he used to be Ye Yufan?

When Jiang Bing returned to the ward, Father Ye and Mother Ye were communicating with Ye Yufan's classmates.Everyone was full of praise for Ye Yufan, saying that he had extraordinary learning ability and great artistic talent, but no one mentioned "Xia Xiaochuan".

After Jiang Bing entered, he happened to meet Guan Hongze who was sitting silently.

"Are you Jiang Bing?" Guan Hongze took a step forward and initiated a conversation.

When Jiang Bing heard his voice, he immediately reacted: "The surname is Guan."

Guan Hongze nodded, and stretched out his hand to shake him, but Jiang Bing shook his palm.

"You haven't bullied him in the past two years, have you?" Jiang Bing completely looked like a big brother who wanted to make a difference to his younger brother.

Guan Hongze smiled lightly, and said: "What bullying is not bullying, we are not children."

Jiang Bing replied with a weaker smile: "When he wakes up, I will ask him." At that moment, Jiang Bing's brows and eyes burst out with a murderous aura, which actually frightened Guan Hongze back a step.

Jiang Bing ignored him, returned to the hospital bed, and touched Ye Yufan's hand affectionately.

Guan Hongze: "..." To touch hands directly?What is their relationship?

He glanced at the expressions of Ye's father and Ye's mother, and saw that the elder didn't seem to notice the obvious gesture of profiteering, and then frowned and looked at Jiang Bing, only to see that the other party was very well-behaved at the moment... The corners of Guan Hongze's eyes twitched, "What identity did that Jiang Bing come here?" He asked Chong Shan.

Before Chongshan could speak, Ge Qinzhou who was beside him said, "Boyfriend."

Chongshan: "..."

Guan Hongze: "..."

In the evening, Ye's father and Ye's mother planned to stay in bed with her, and Nanny He finally had a chance to catch her breath.

Jiang Bingyuan also wanted to stay, but looking at the small ward, and his father and mother who insisted on letting him go back and have a good sleep, there was nothing he could do.

In the early morning of the next day, Ge Qinzhou arrived at the ward very early, and saw Ye's father and Ye's mother getting up early, sitting on the side of the bed from left to right, and it seemed that he hadn't slept well all night.

Looking at Ye Yufan who had been unconscious all this time, Father Ye couldn't say anything.

"Xiao Yu..." He softly called out his son's nickname, but at the same time, another name popped up in his mind like a shadow - the name was "Xia Xiaochuan".

Father Ye doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but no matter how he doesn't believe in them, he can't help this "reality".

He secretly paid attention to domestic news reports about the Xia family and Xia Xiaochuan. Although he didn't want to admit it, he subconsciously seemed to really feel that this person surnamed Xia had some kind of connection with his son.

Until now, Father Ye, who learned that Ye Yufan won the competition because he painted a portrait of a man, couldn't be happy for him, because the man in that painting was none other than Xia Xiaochuan's former lover of the same sex!

……

"Good morning." Ge Qinzhou interrupted his contemplation, handed him two cups of coffee, took some water from a vase, and inserted the fresh lilies he just bought.

Father Ye transferred the coffee and put it on the bedside table, held Ye Yufan's hand, and couldn't help muttering: "How could this be..."

Ge Qinzhou was silent. Father Ye still didn't know the time when Ye Yufan and Bai Changqing "meeted", let alone that his son's deep sleep and coma were caused by Bai Changqing's letter. If he found out, he would go crazy!However, just the known key points were enough for him to collapse.

Father Ye looked at Ge Qinzhou, his eyes flushed, "Our Ye family has nothing to do with that family surnamed Xia, and Ye Yufan was not artistic at all when he was a child...Mr. Ge, tell me, how did this happen?" At this time , How could he convince himself that Ye Yufan wasn't possessed by a dead person?

Ge Qinzhou was silent for a long time before he sighed and said, "Mr. Ye, maybe there is such a thing as death and resurrection, and I can't explain why my brother chose Xiaoyu instead of others, but I feel very sad. Feel sorry……"

Father Ye shook his head, and said hoarsely: "It has nothing to do with you, I just want to find out who Xiao Yu is now..." By saying this, it means that he has admitted the existence of "Xia Xiaochuan".

Ge Qinzhou: "..."

Father Ye clenched his fists, and suddenly looked at the person on the hospital bed with a little excitement: "Is he still our little Yu, or a skin that has been replaced by another person's soul? If so, where did our little Yu go?" ?”

Mother Ye stood up covering her mouth and turned her back.

Ge Qinzhou: "Mr. Ye, you must not think like this!"

Father Ye was speechless, and finally covered his face with his hands in distress: "I'm sorry, I really can't accept it for a while...I'm sorry..."

……

At this moment, there was a handsome young man standing outside the door of the ward.

Because he was helping his brother with company affairs, ian only learned the news that Ye Yufan was in a coma and was hospitalized yesterday. He didn't want to run into that self-righteous official Hongze, so he chose to come here the next morning.

Hearing that Ye Yufan's parents were there, ian specially picked out a slim dark suit and bought a bouquet of fresh white roses.He stopped outside the ward, not intentionally to eavesdrop, but to tidy up his appearance before going in, but in the next second, his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground!

Resurrected from the dead...replaced by...Xia Xiaochuan...Ye Yufan...

— what did he hear!

A fragment of memory flashed through his mind like lightning...

It was June a year ago, and he fell in love with him at first sight: "Fan, do you like painting very much?"

The young man leaned on the bed thoughtfully, and replied: "Painting has become an indispensable part of my life, just like eating and sleeping..."

In a blink of an eye, it was my elder brother standing by the window intoxicated in memory of his teacher: "I asked Mr. Xia, why don't you hold an exhibition so that others can appreciate your paintings because you are so good at painting?" No need to show off..."

I was excited because the person I fell in love with was a genius: "Brother, do you know that Fan and Mr. Xia have exactly the same ideas!"

A layer of cold sweat broke out unconsciously on ian's forehead.

I always thought Ye Yufan was very mysterious: "Fan, you have an indescribable quality that attracts me very much..."

The young man's face was stiff, he thought it was just a simple inexperienced in the world, and he was fond of it.

When Ye Yufan asked about Xia Xiaochuan, he said, "My brother also mentioned that you are very similar to Mr. Xia..."

The tense expression on the boy's face at that moment was in front of his eyes: "Isn't your brother curious about the relationship between Safale and Xia Xiaochuan?"

He said disapprovingly: "It should be just a coincidence, Mr. Xia passed away more than ten years ago..."

……

The petals of the white roses trembled.

He remembered Guan Hongze asking himself: "Have you ever wondered why Ye Yufan's painting style is similar to Xia Xiaochuan's?"

He just wanted to know where Ye Yufan went, but Guan Hongze said, "He was taken away by Bai Changqing...he was Xia Xiaochuan's former lover."

I didn't understand it at the beginning, and felt a little baffling, but now that I think about it carefully, it's so creepy.

Ian took a step back with a pale face, and instead of knocking on the door of the ward, he turned around and stumbled to the stairs, took out his mobile phone and pressed a series of numbers tremblingly.

"Brother... listen to me..."

"Xia Xiaochuan has been resurrected...he is now in Ye Yufan's body..."

"It's true! I'm not talking nonsense... Do you still remember the painting that Safale won the award? You told me that the person in that painting was Bai Changqing, I thought it was weird..." Ian felt like he was about to cry came out, "Don't you think it's weird?

"Safale is none other than Xia Xiaochuan...I heard it with my own ears... Ye Yufan's parents are here..." At this moment, he also really wanted to know who Ye Yufan was, a human being, or something else...

After hanging up the phone, ian closed her eyes, still feeling a little scared, just like in a story about Liao Zhai who just found out that the beauty she was lingering with every night was actually a ghost in painted skin... Although what happened to Ye Yufan was not that exaggerated, it was enough to make her A chill ran down Ian's spine.

Just trying to calm down his confused mood, he suddenly heard a sneer from behind, and Ian jumped around like a rabbit in shock.

"...You, what are you doing so early..." He didn't expect to meet Guan Hongze at this time, what he wanted to say was, why are you so early.

Guan Hongze looked at him, and said with a half-smile: "Why can't you even speak clearly?"

Ian froze, extremely depressed: "When did you come?"

Guan Hongze tilted his neck slightly: "Just now." But the phone call between Ian and his brother happened to be heard verbatim. The young master looked like a child in front of his brother.

"You are..." Guan Hongze glanced at the bouquet of white roses in Ian's hand that was already hanging down, and pretended to be surprised, "Are you here to see Ye Yufan?"

Ian was startled: "Yes, but..." He raised his phone, "I'm in a hurry." As he spoke, he actually handed the flower to Guan Hongze, "Give it to him for me."

Guan Hongze accepted it calmly: "Then go and do your work."

Ian gripped the phone tightly with one hand and tugged at the neckline with the other, seemingly overwhelmed with work, and then left arrogantly.

Playboys always like to make a gorgeous appearance, just like the heroes in all the movies who save the beauty, and believe that fate is everything, but these can hardly conceal their crudeness of using the senses as the first impression...Speaking fatal sweet words, easily going public Swearing the oath with a lifetime as the unit of time, and then immersed in this false warmth, I am moved, but once I encounter a problem that I cannot solve, I will be so fragile that I will throw away my armor and give up my armor.

Guan Hongze shook his head, smiled as if mocking himself, and walked towards the ward holding ian's white rose.