The flower name of rebirth is outside

Believe it or not.

Yang You just looked at him quietly, and it took him a long time to respond, "Yeah." He nodded, turned around, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, then seemed to struggle a bit, and finally said, "I might There is no way to return the original Yang You to you."

His words undoubtedly made the other party's eyes go dark.

Yang Huaixuan clenched his hands tightly into fists, and asked tremblingly, "What's wrong with him?"

Yang You didn't answer right away, but stared at Yang Huaixuan's expression, and after confirming that his nervousness was not faked, he continued: "I had a dream, in the dream Yang You was playing drag racing with someone, and the car was moved. I think this should be his memory before he died." He paused, then met Yang Huaixuan's gaze, the man was really shocked.

He touched his face, and continued: "I am indeed not Yang You, but this body is not fake. I was shot in the heart by a bullet, and I entered this body when I woke up. Don’t come to drop bags, just happened to experience rebirth, that’s all.”

After Yang You finished speaking, the two of them didn't make a sound for a long time, and the room was very quiet, as if only the sound of each other's breathing was left.

Yang Huaixuan's expression became more and more strange, Yang You looked at his frowning, it was not difficult to imagine his mood at the moment.If this hadn't happened to him, Yang You wouldn't have believed it.

Unexpectedly, in the end, the first person to know the truth was not Shen Jinian, but Yang Huaixuan.I can only sigh that life is like a play, and things are impermanent.

Yang You waited for a while, seeing that Yang Huaixuan didn't respond, he thought he was stupefied, so he got up and poured him a glass of cold water to calm his shock, "Believe it or not, this is how it happened anyway, you want an explanation , I have given it to you."

Yang Huaixuan was still sitting on the sofa, looked up at Yang You, then slowly took the water glass he handed over, but just held it in his hand and didn't take a sip, "So, you and him... actually exchanged souls ?”

Yang You raised his eyebrows, thinking that he is a magician after all, and his imagination is really rich, but having said that, the conclusion Yang Huaixuan came to is not impossible, such mysterious things as rebirth can happen, not to mention soul swapping.

But without evidence, he didn't dare to answer too categorically, "I don't know, soul exchange is the best idea." He sighed, and his words were full of helplessness.

Hearing this, Yang Huaixuan's eyelashes trembled again, "Then what's the worst?" He had the answer in his heart, but he still held on to a glimmer of hope.

It's a pity that Yang You's words only made him more desperate, "The worst possibility is that he died in that car accident."

Yang Huaixuan shook his hands, and the water glass hit the ground, splashing everywhere, and the glass shattered all over the floor. His face was pale, his lips moved slightly, and he couldn't make any sound for a long time.

Yang You still stood in front of him, glanced at the mess at his feet, and could only remain silent in the end, he wouldn't persuade people, and he really didn't know what to say to make Yang Huaixuan feel better at such a time.

At the end of that night, Yang Huaixuan went back to his room in a daze. After Yang You cleaned up the broken glass on the floor, he lay down on the bed exhaustedly. He stared at the ceiling in a daze with his limbs wide open. Thinking of Yang Huaixuan's last look, he felt a little distressed .If Yang You was still alive, seeing that look, would his heart be broken?

This night, he didn't sleep well, he woke up several times during the night, woke up, woke up and slept again, only felt that he was dreaming repeatedly, some memories belonged to Su Yunting, and some belonged to Yang You.

When dawn was approaching, he was awakened by a nightmare. In the dream, he was pale and hurt his eyes. He held a cold body in his arms. The boy was about seventeen or eighteen years old, his eyes were closed tightly, He was so skinny that his bones ached.

He didn't know why, but he felt that the dream was very sad, so he cried out in the dream for no reason.

When he woke up with tears on his face, Yang You stared at the front with empty eyes, unable to recover for a long time, his heart seemed to have countless thorns pierced into his flesh, the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

Just lying on the bed with eyes open, Yang You couldn't fall asleep anymore. At eight o'clock, he got out of bed and went into the bathroom. Looking at himself in the mirror, he couldn't help sighing again.

His fingers lightly touched the mirror, and it wasn't until this moment that he finally understood that the dream just now belonged to the real Yang You's memory, and the boy in the dream must be the person Yang You loved the most in his life. Why did I dream of this scene? I am afraid that the death of this boy brought deep pain to Yang You, which led to the disappearance of the soul, but the memory remained in the body.

This afternoon, he asked Yang Huaixuan to go out together, saying that he wanted to choose a cemetery for Yang You.

Yang Huaixuan asked him why he did this, he thought for a while, and then said: "He left his memory in this body, I want to find a place for him to put it."

"Are you dreaming again?" Accompanied by Yang Huaixuan's question, Yang You lamented how sensitive this guy is, and answered briefly, "Well, I dreamed about him," he glanced at Yang Huaixuan, and followed up, " And him."

Yang You didn't say the name, just replaced it with "he", but Yang Huaixuan knew who he was referring to.

"His name is An Qing." Yang Huaixuan only said this, and then he didn't say anything more.

It wasn't until he helped Yang You choose the cemetery that he said on the way back, "I'll call you Yang You from now on, and you can continue to call me little uncle."

Yang You blinked and looked at him puzzled, "Don't you think I'm a counterfeit?"

"Disgusting." Yang You's face was full of black lines, and Yang Huaixuan still said to himself, "You are indeed a counterfeit."

Yang You was so angry that he wanted to strangle Yang Huaixuan to death, but suddenly he heard him say again: "However, it doesn't seem too annoying."

Yang You was stunned for a moment, then his anger subsided immediately. He knew that Yang Huaixuan wanted to save face and was hard-spoken. It was not easy for him to say such a thing, "Well, you're not that annoying either."

"Thank you for the compliment." Yang Huaixuan was pretending to be polite, but he didn't expect Yang You to reply him, "I'm sorry, I wasn't complimenting you, little uncle, you are wrong."

There was a few seconds of silence after that, followed by Yang Huaixuan's angry curse, "Yang You, go to hell!"

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After this incident, Yang You and Yang Huaixuan became a camp by accident. Although it was unexpected, it was a good ending.

After finishing this side, Yang You started to worry about his baby Shen Xiaoshou again. This night he used Yang Huaixuan's mobile phone to call Ji Nian. words, add up to five words, "Baby, don't..."

What he wanted to say was "Baby, don't hang up on me", but it was a pity that when Ji Nian heard his voice, he hung up the phone without saying a word, so he made a decisive decision. Before Yang You had time to be sad, he fell into despair.

Yang Huaixuan gloated from the sidelines, it was rare to see such a frustrated expression on the face of this conceited guy, he naturally had to appreciate it, and laughed, "Oh! What's wrong with Young Master Yang? Didn't you feel confident just now? Is it?"

Yang You gave Yang Huaixuan a hard look, and shouted sharply, "Don't laugh!"

How could Yang Huaixuan be afraid of him, the more Yang You didn't let him laugh, the more he laughed wildly, "Hahaha, it's so funny, why don't I just laugh? Come and bite me!"

Young Master Yang had chest tightness and shortness of breath, he clenched his fists tightly and cursed in a low voice, "Fuck, this guy is so cheap." He was speechless and choked on words.

Because of his words, the two quarreled again, Yang Huaixuan pressed Yang You hard on the bed, and asked him to admit his mistake, but Yang You refused, and simply puffed out his chest, playing a rogue, "If you have the ability, fuck me !"

After all, Yang Huaixuan was a victim, and when he heard this, his face blushed instantly, Yang You's eyes moved from his face to his hands, and Yang Huaixuan realized that his hands were still pressing on the other's plump chest.

He was startled, quickly took his hands away, turned over and sat on the side, but his cheeks seemed to be even hotter.

Seeing his reaction, Yang You immediately realized that he had played with fire, and quickly sat up, "Hey, little uncle, I'm serious, don't take me for him!"

Yang Huaixuan swept over him coldly, "Hmph! Apart from this face, how can you compare to him?"

Yang You was unhappy when he heard this, "Hey! You are enough, one or two are like this, do you dare not compare me with me, it's me anyway?"

He said it like a tongue twister, but fortunately Yang Huaixuan understood and was amused by him, "I didn't compare you with you, besides, you didn't make it clear yourself, no wonder people always think about it." The old you."

Speaking of this, Yang You was troubled again, "I also want to make it clear, but what should I do if Ji Nian doesn't give me a chance?" He said, he looked at Yang Huaixuan for help again, "Little uncle, help! "

Yang Huaixuan spread his hands, "I can't help you."

"I'll exchange Yang You's underwear with you!"

Yang Huaixuan nodded, and said two words very calmly, "deal."

This made Yang Youlei speechless for a while, and it took him a long time to curse, "You wretched uncle!"

Yang Huaixuan rolled his eyes back and reminded in a neutral tone: "Uncle is one year younger than you."

Yang You: "..."

29. 【Music Time Machine】

After graduating from university, Shen Ji Nian stayed at home for a long time, and then took over In Ji and officially became a media worker, but most of the time, his role was that of a decision maker.

When he was young, his biggest dream was to become an announcer. He vaguely remembered that when he was in junior high school, there was a radio craze among his classmates. At that time, almost everyone in the class was listening to the radio while