rebirth son of bad

Ouyang Xia felt a splitting headache, as if a thousand villains were stabbing his nervous system desperately with small knives, and then there were loud and noisy voices, yelling and cursing, children crying, and dogs barking .

He remembered that he had just finished dissecting a criminal, and he was very tired, so he lay down in the lounge and squinted for a while.

"It hurts!" He moaned softly while stroking his head, but he couldn't open his eyes, and then countless images popped up in his mind.

He saw himself lying on the familiar small bed in the lounge, with his hands folded on his chest, sleeping very peacefully, and he was surrounded by a group of people, some in civilian clothes and police uniforms, men with sad faces, women Covering his face and weeping bitterly, another one lay on top of him.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Ouyang Xia wanted to pat one of her colleagues, but found that her hand had passed through their bodies.

"Oh, Ouyang Xia, why did you leave like this?"

"That's right, be a good person, if you don't say anything, you'll be gone."

The girl was not so reserved, and she cried very sadly, and the tears of several men flowed out.

died?He died?

Ouyang Xia was about to speak, when the screen turned and appeared on a mourning hall covered with wreaths, and she was lying in a coffin, many people came, old and young, all with sad faces.

There are also a few aunts he knows, and their relatives were saved by him. Looking at the cold self, Ouyang Xia realized that he was really dead.

I just slept, maybe because I haven't slept for two hours in the past ten days, and I have been busy with a big case.

Excessive fatigue is inherently fatal.

Furthermore, he was an orphan with no relatives, so he was thinking at the beginning, if he died, would there be no one to visit him at all.

Little did they know that there were so many people coming, at least several hundred people.

With a slight smile, he was a little relieved that he came to the world alone and left alone.

The picture changed again, he was in an antique era, and in front of him was a handsome young man, with a pair of big eyes that were unprecedentedly beautiful, as if containing stars and seas, watery and tender.The teenager originally had a happy family, with a gentle elder sister, a clever and clever younger brother, and a father who was the head of the family, ranking among the ninth princes. Who would have thought that the original beautiful scene would be shattered when the teenager was 13 years old.His parents met pirates at night when they went back to worship their ancestors and boarded a boat. Everyone on the boat died, some were injured, some disappeared, and his parents disappeared.

And this is the sad beginning of the three siblings. The originally loving step-grandmother began to find fault with them everywhere, making things difficult for them, secretly allowing the cousins ​​to bully the younger brother, and even the servants began to neglect.

The old woman even thought of abolishing him as the son of Tang Guogong, and making her grandson the son. It's okay for her sister to marry and have her husband's family to protect her, but their brothers really have tasted the cruelty of the world.

Not long afterward, the man was kidnapped when he came out to play, and sold to a slave market, where he was taken care of because of his good looks.

Unexpectedly, he was hit on the head by someone with a heart, and then Ouyang Xia fell into darkness.

I don't know how long it took before he became conscious again, and he felt hot all over his body, as if he was in the ocean.

"Strange person, I give you my body, please help me take good care of my brother and protect my sister."

Suddenly, a voice full of sadness came, and then disappeared.

"Who?"

Who was talking to him? Ouyang Xia wanted to speak, but found that her throat felt as if it had been burned.

Then a stream of warm water flowed from his mouth into his throat, and he felt much better.

After a long time, Ouyang Xia slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was a little carrot head. To be precise, he was a dirty boy with handsome features. He looked about ten years old and looked very clever.

Seeing him wake up, the boy cracked a smile and said, "You've finally woken up, Xiao Xia."

Xiao Xia?Ouyang Xia almost laughed out loud, she was more than [-] years older than him, who was he called Xiao Xia?

Having a headache, Ouyang Xia stretched out his hand to stroke his forehead, but when he accidentally saw his hand, his whole body froze, and he stared at the slender and slender fingers with wide eyes like a ghost.

The fingers are as slender as green onions, as white as snow, and delicate and crystal clear. .It's not his hand!