After I was confessed, I was reborn [Entertainment]

"what is this?"

Cen Nian held the small jade carving.

The moonlight is like water, and the jade carvings glow with a lustrous luster.

The quality of the jade is good, it is good jade, but the knife workmanship is very average.The little native dog has drooping ears and looks very cute, but the turning knife is too blunt and rough.

He is very familiar with this jade carving.

Since that birthday, he has been wearing a red string to wear with him.But in the last two months, every time I felt hurt, I took it off and put it on the table.Jade is not the most valuable kind of jade, but suet white jade, which is clear and beautiful.

Cen Nian looked down for a moment, raised his head slightly, and asked Fu Ran softly

"Fu Ran, wasn't this chosen by the assistant?"

Fu Ran didn't speak.

He stood in the shadow of the corridor with the moonlight behind him, unable to see his expression clearly.

Cen Nian didn't insist on asking him to give an answer, so he paused and asked again.

"How long did it take you to carve this? — big fool?"

Many details are connected one by one at this moment.

Cen Nian only felt that something made sense, but the clues and details were all in a ball, and he couldn't figure it out for a while.

Fu Ran was silent for a moment, and whispered

"Half a year."

His voice was a little hoarse, and while speaking, he put the blood-stained hand behind his back.

Against the light, Fu Ran's eyes fell on Cen Nian gently and softly.

"Half a year." Cen Nian nodded and asked again, "Half a year, why didn't you give it to me until I was 27?"

——Since you like me, why didn’t you confess your love until you were 28 years old?

"Do you know," Cen Nian lowered his head, clenched the small jade carving in his hand, and said softly, "It's already too late."

Cen Nian's voice was very soft.

He wasn't asking questions, and he wasn't aggressive at all, but it was this kind of calm and gentleness that made Fu Ran's eyes turn red instantly.

When he still wanted to move forward and hug the child he was thinking of, a light word blocked all possible paths.

There is no way forward, but I don't want to turn back.

"I know."

Fu Ran said in a low voice.

Leaning against the wall, barely able to stand up, he forced a smile and said

"Cen Nian, I didn't expect you to forgive me."

"Really?" Cen Nian lowered his head, and before Fu Ran could answer, he asked again, "You like me, right? Since ten years ago."

"..."

Fu Ran's throat was full of fishy sweetness, and blood welled up, but he swallowed it down.

Fu Ran paused and said

"Yes, since ten years ago. I—"

"do not talk."

Cen Nian lowered his eyelids and interrupted Fu Ran's words.

After a while, he looked at Fu Ran, "What's the use?"

The smile on Cen Nian's face faded a little, "You have liked me for ten years, what's the use? I don't know."

"You must think you are great, don't you?" Cen Nian said with some sarcasm in his voice, "I am moved by my own deep feelings. For me to learn to cook, give me the keys to your house, and take the trouble to cook. This jade carving."

The fragile object dangled lightly in Cen Nian's palm, as if it would fall out at any moment.Cen Nian paused, and asked Fu Ran

"Is this jade carving my property?"

Fu Ran didn't know why he asked that, so he nodded.

Cen Nian let out a noncommittal 'huh'.

"Then it's my right to throw it away, right?"

Fu Ran's complexion suddenly turned pale.

He watched Cen Nian turn around the puppy Yudiao, and looked at the artificial pond with carp not far away——

At the same time, a pain that could no longer be resisted came up from the stomach, gripping all the nerves.

Fu Ran froze in place.

The pain got worse and worse.

He wanted to act more indifferent, but it really hurt too much.

Fu Ran thought for a while, and tried to say softly

"It's okay, if you don't like it——" It doesn't matter if you throw it away.

Can't speak.

Fu Ran laughed at himself and closed his eyes.Pain and dizziness took over all awareness.

The tall figure swayed and fell down.

Cen Nian was taken aback.

He quickly supported Fu Ran and explained in a low voice

"I didn't really intend to throw it, I just—"

He looked at Fu Ran and frowned.

Cen Nian couldn't support Fu Ran's weight, so he barely supported him to sit against the wall. Only then did he realize that Fu Ran's eyes were tightly closed, looking at him in the faint light, frowning, his face was too pale .

"Fu Ran." Cen Nian frowned, stretched out his hand, and patted Fu Ran's face lightly.

The fingertips touched the corner of Fu Ran's lips and touched something.

Cen Nian looked at his hands suspiciously, and his heart stopped beating suddenly.

--Blood.

At the same time, city b.

A tall and thin young man walked out of the laboratory and took off his goggles.While taking off his white coat, he turned on his mobile phone to make a call with Ren Weiming, Fu Ran's personal doctor.

"Well," Jiang Xu sorted out the data, put them down one by one, and returned them to their original positions.Halfway through the call, Jiang Xu tapped his fingers on the table and asked, "Is he still drinking?"

"Yes." Ren Weiming said.

"Don't die." Jiang Xu said plainly, "But... it's understandable."

Fu Ran was an alcoholic in his previous life.

Others don't know, but Jiang Xu knows.

Fu Ran has been carrying it all the time, forcing himself to remain calm and sober forever.Just looking at the appearance, few people would guess that a person with such a regular life is actually drinking heavily.

But if you think about it carefully, it is not incomprehensible.He is under too much pressure, and he has to carry so many things by himself, so it is normal to need a way to vent.

Jiang Xu pinched the bridge of his nose and said tiredly

"Tell him not to drink again, now is the critical period."

Ren Weiming asked, "Critical period?"

Jiang Xu shook his head, but said nothing.

The two said something else and hung up the phone.

Jiang Xu picked up the mobile phone on the table, took off his white coat, and walked out of the laboratory. It was raining in city b, one autumn rain and one cool, Jiang Xu opened his black umbrella and walked into the turbulent crowd.

His appearance and temperament were so outstanding that passers-by all looked sideways.Jiang Xu walked into the newsstand and bought a newspaper.

This year's paper media is not completely dead.

He liked newspapers, he liked paper books, and that was one of the few good things about this inexplicable rebirth.

Yes, back to this era, two or three months have passed.

Jiang Xu is a staunch materialist, but he still hasn't come up with a sufficient scientific explanation for what happened that day three months ago.He had to put the matter aside because—

Go back a decade and there's a lot going on.

For example, return to China early, let Fu Ran start treatment early, confess to Wei Yan, for example...

Jiang Xu opened a page of the newspaper.

"Cross-age artificial intelligence technology?! The people in charge of Cen's enterprise expressed their confidence."

Jiang Xu read the news word by word, and folded up the newspaper after a while.

For example, stop the Cen family.

In the last two years of his previous life, Fu Ran contacted him repeatedly.Jiang Xu's research abroad is on the treatment of gastric cancer, and he has achieved results in those two years—however, no human experiments have been carried out, and his team dare not try it without volunteers.

But Fu Ran knew from nowhere that he contacted him through his mentor and was willing to be the first volunteer.

After careful consideration, Jiang Xu returned to the country.

During the treatment, Fu Ran's condition continued to deteriorate.

Jiang Xu's research direction is different from that of his predecessors.He did not use radiotherapy or chemotherapy, but another method.In this treatment process, in theory, the patient's body will continue to deteriorate, but after the deterioration reaches the extreme, it will quickly improve.

Fu Ran retired, moved to the countryside, and cut off contact with everyone around him.He claimed to be resting, but in fact, most of the space in the villa was filled with various therapeutic equipment.

Jiang Xu and Fu Ran actually have no idea in their hearts, and no one knows whether Fu Ran can survive the next tomorrow.

Then, at the last minute.

At that time, Fu Ran's physical condition was extremely poor. He was lethargic all day long, and he was awake for no more than half an hour a day, and he was still struggling with pain during that half hour.

The day before the last surgery, Fu Ran asked Jiang Xu to do something during that short, half-hour of sobriety.

"Doctor Jiang, I don't know if I can open my eyes tomorrow." The man on the hospital bed smiled. Even though he was tortured to this point by the illness, he was surprisingly gentle and handsome, "I think... I Want to see him."

In the past two months, he didn't receive any news from the outside world. He didn't know what was going on outside, and he didn't know that the child he was thinking of was about to get engaged.

Jiang Xu didn't want to cause trouble.

However, by a strange coincidence, he and Fu Ran looked at each other for half a second and nodded.

Jiang Xu went.

With a small camera hanging from his cuff, Jiang Xu found an excuse to visit Cen's house.He has always known Cen Nian, he is a very good kid... Wei Yan likes it very much.

However, as soon as he entered Cen's house, his assistant called him and said that the situation on Fu Ran's side had changed.He only had time to take two photos before leaving in a hurry - Cen Nian just woke up, wearing an ordinary t-shirt, drinking water in the living room.While rubbing his eyes, the child glanced here in a daze.

There seems to be a kind of carefree innocence, which makes people a little envious.

Fu Ran's surgery was a success.It was almost a miracle. During the whole period, Fu Ran's heart stopped beating three times. Many times Jiang Xu thought he was going to die, but he forcibly held on.

The operation process was not long, and at the end, the whole team wept with joy.

Here lies the magic of this treatment plan.The operation ended at noon, and when Fu Ran woke up in the afternoon, he recovered to life at a surprising speed visible to the naked eye.Jiang Xu returned to the laboratory, intending to sort out the data, when suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

It was the police, and he was charged with murder.

"Murder?!" Jiang Xu frowned, "Murder who?"

——"Cen Nian."

There was a bang in Jiang Xu's brain.

Cen Nian... died?

What about Fu Ran?The first thought that flashed through Jiang Xu's mind was this idea.

Two days later, he opened his eyes again and returned to ten years ago.He didn't know if he was the only one, or if someone else was born again besides him.But this time, he has more to do.

If Fu Ran's disease is discovered early, it can be treated in advance.

In addition, there was also the cause of Cen Nian's death.

The reported photos did not show a clear cause of death, only claiming that it was suicide.But in his previous life, Jiang Xu's lawyer told him that the cause of Cen Nian's death was a chandelier falling.It was someone from the Cen family who called the police to accuse Jiang Xu. While crying, Mrs. Cen insisted that it was Jiang Xu who tampered with the chandelier.

This matter must have something to do with the Cen family.

Thoughts return.

Jiang Xu sat under the bus stop and turned the newspaper to the back.

"Artificial intelligence." Jiang Xu repeated the word in a low voice.

In the beginning of the previous life, the Cen family had a firm grip on artificial intelligence. Ten years later, almost everyone in the world has an intelligent brain, and 90.00% of the developers of these intelligent brains are Cen's Group.

At the end of the newspaper, there is a sentence written.

——The press conference will be held on the evening of October 10.

Jiang Xu took off the cap of the pen and drew a heavy circle on the date.

Cen Nian was sitting beside the hospital bed, peeling an apple with a fruit knife.After cutting for a moment, he was so absent-minded that he almost cut off his finger.

Cen Nian felt restless, and threw the pitted apple and the fruit knife into the trash can.

Fu Ran was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed.

There are large and small sympathy items beside the bed, as well as a few bouquets of flowers—mostly given by female models. She feels that it is her bad proposal of "fighting for wine" that led to the current situation.

It has been more than half a day since Fu Ran fainted.

The doctor's words were vague.

"The patient's situation is very special, can you contact the other person's personal doctor?" The doctor told him so.

At first, it was sent to the hospital in the county seat, and then it was transferred to the best hospital in the province that night. Unexpectedly, the doctor still couldn't give a specific explanation.

Cen Nian could only contact Fu Ran's personal doctor.

Then start waiting.

He looked at Fu Ran and felt that something was wrong.

Fu Ran looked very bad.

It started to rain outside the window. It was nearing evening, and the setting sun was soaked by the rain and spread on the floor.

Cen Nian looked down at him for a moment, then stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Fu Ran's frowning brow.But his fingers curled up at the last moment.

Cen Nian withdrew his hand.

He lowered his head, picked up the book beside the bed, and read it.

He had to find something to divert his attention.

The pages of the book were opened on the first side, and it has not been turned down for a long time.

Fang Lili went to buy dinner, she pushed the door lightly and walked in, she suddenly froze.

"Lily."

Cen Nian looked at her and asked in a low voice

"Am I a little...too self-willed?"