After I was reborn, I found out that my husband had a crush on me

Then the story begins seven years ago.

Fang Yan was 17 years old and was a sophomore in the best local high school. The mental illness inherited from his mother had already begun to show signs at that time.

He has been relatively introverted since he was a child, which made him suffer from depression several times. He just thought it was physical discomfort, low blood sugar or other reasons for headaches and palpitations. Very exclusive, resisting contact with others.

The students simply thought that he was aloof. After all, such a person with excellent family appearance and grades was born with an aura of alienation from the crowd.

However, Fang Yan met the warmest sun in the coldest winter.

It was a back-to-school day on the weekend, and there was snowflakes in the sky. Fang Yan passed by the plum garden with a stack of books in his arms.Yellow plums are planted in the garden, and there is a layer of desolate plum fragrance floating in the cold air.

Fang Yan was walking, but suddenly he couldn't smell the fragrance of flowers.

He began to feel faintly uncomfortable since he left the house, and he couldn't say where he felt uncomfortable, just his temples thumped, his heartbeat was too fast, and it hit his chest violently one after another, but his limbs seemed to be drained of strength, and there was a thin lump in his hand. The book also seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

After a while of dizziness, his eyes slowly darkened.

After he fainted, he didn't completely lose consciousness, and he didn't know how long he had been lying in the snow. Suddenly, someone picked him up, and in his slightly bumpy arms, Fang Yan heard a nice voice:

"Student, classmate, wake up."

In a daze, Fang Yan was stimulated by his voice, and his consciousness moved slightly.

Being carefully put on the hospital bed, Fang Yan frowned slightly in a coma. The bed was too cold, not as warm as the embrace just now.

That nice voice continued to talk to people, and it was incomplete to hear intermittently: "...passing by... Meiyuan...fainted..."

After a while, the deep and pleasant voice stopped, and the surroundings sank into dead darkness again.

Fang Yan was instinctively afraid of this dead silence. He struggled to open his eyes in a coma, but his eyelids were as heavy as if a boulder was falling, and he felt inexplicable panic in his heart.

Don't leave me here alone...

I beg you……

It may be that the movement of his struggle was too loud to attract that person to rest. The person sat beside Fang Yan's bed, and Fang Yan obviously felt the slight depression of the mattress on one side. The person patted his wrist and coaxed him in a low voice. Two sentences.

Fang Yan still couldn't hear what he was saying, but miraculously quieted down.

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Yan slowly opened his eyes, and the surrounding was empty. The school nurse walked in and said, "Student, you must have suffered from hypoglycemia. Remember to eat on time and always have some sugar on your body. It would be dangerous to faint on the road." , fortunately, you were at school and were found and sent here in time."

"Thank you," Fang Yan stood up, raised his right hand and found a drip on the back of his hand, "Who brought me here?"

"It's a senior who went back to his alma mater to participate in an activity. He happened to take a camera to the Plum Garden to take pictures. He didn't expect to find you fainted in the snow." The school doctor said.

"Oh...do you know his name?" Fang Yan tilted his head and saw the stack of books neatly placed beside the pillow, and couldn't tell what it felt like.

"His name is Zhou Yu. There is another speech in the student auditorium this afternoon. Would you like to go and see it?"

Fang Yan was stunned, and it took him a long time to think of it. It seemed that there was indeed such an event. The outstanding seniors of T University visited their alma mater and were invited by their alma mater to pour chicken soup for their juniors.

Fang Yan has never paid much attention to this kind of activities. He is a person who lives in his own world, so he doesn't even know that this senior Zhou Yu was also a famous figure in his alma mater three years ago. Many of his "legends".

Not to mention anything else, but to show a handsome face to this legendary senior. Many juniors and girls are willing to come and join in the fun.

——Of course, Fang Yan didn’t know anything about these small thoughts, so when he came to the student auditorium, he was taken aback by the overcrowded posture. Looking around, there were no vacancies, such a crowded and noisy place, It made Fang Yan feel uncomfortable.

He thought, he might as well go to the backstage of the auditorium later and thank that senior.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, a girl stopped him shyly: "Fang Yan."

Fang Yan looked down suspiciously, but didn't recognize him.

The girl boldly introduced herself: "My name is Xu Ming, and I'm from the class next to yours. My best friend won't come because of something, and there's an empty seat next to me. Come and sit with me."

Fang Yan hesitated for a moment, and suddenly the surrounding lights went out, and the lights on the auditorium stage held up a tall figure: "Everyone has been waiting for a long time, I am Zhou Yu, I am very happy to return to my alma mater today..."

--It's him.

By accident, Fang Yan nodded and agreed to Xu Ming's invitation: "Okay, thank you."

Xu Ming's face flushed immediately, and he was still trying to hide his shyness, pretending to lead him to his seat gracefully.

The girl sitting on the other side of her teased her softly, but Fang Yan hadn't noticed what the two girls were whispering, and his eyes were firmly locked on Zhou Yu on the stage.

Zhou Yu may have caught a cold, and his voice is a little hoarse. He is wearing a mask, and the lower half of his face is tightly covered, but the upper half of his face that is exposed is already amazing, with sharp outlines, sword eyebrows and starry eyes. Fang Yan could always hear the students' amazement at his appearance and voice.

Soon, everyone's admiration for him was not limited to the excellent skin on the outside. Zhou Yu's rigorous conversation was full of humor. It can be heard that he is a person with strict logic and rich experience. A soul with connotation is more attractive than the skin Man, after this speech, more than half of the juniors screamed and became Zhou Yu's fans.

Fang Yan stared at Zhou Yu, who was shining in the center of the spotlight, and had a subtle longing for the T Da and himself he described.

People who live in their own world instinctively yearn for the bright sun.

He is very envious of people like Zhou Yu, it seems that there is no haze in his world, and it is always shining.

However, when the students in the auditorium left in an orderly manner, Zhou Yu had already disappeared.

Fang Yan couldn't tell whether he was lucky or disappointed. Even if Zhou Yu didn't leave and stood in front of him soberly, Fang Yan didn't know what to say. Maybe there was only a dry "thank you", and after turning around and leaving, there were two more. stranger.

But Fang Yan still wanted to talk to Zhou Yu, just a word.

From that day on, Fang Yan had a target university, and began to struggle for this illusory vision.

His grades were already very good, and with the motivation and direction to work hard, he even flew upwards.

This even relieved his depression to a certain extent, and he became less easily controlled by negative emotions. After getting up every day, he only had one thought in his mind, which was simply to learn and learn.

Such a simple life has never happened before, and it will never happen again in the future, but at that time, Fang Yan survived the college entrance examination with the stubbornness and perseverance in his bones.

The moment Fang Yan put down his pen after finishing the last subject, Fang Yan already had a score in mind.

He returned home with ease, only to find that his father, who had been busy all year round, had returned for the first time.

Fang Zhiwei showed a kind smile like a template, and Fang Yan said: "Xiaoyan, the exam is hard, where do you want to go next, dad will take you out."

Fang Yan rarely saw his father, and was even more familiar with the nanny than his biological father, but he didn't know why, but he had a deep fear of his father from the bottom of his heart.

"No, no need, I want to rest at home for a few days first." Fang Yan replied.

"Oh, that's fine," Fang Zhiwei replied with regret, "However, because you were preparing for the college entrance examination, there is one thing I haven't told you. Son, you have grown up too, and it's time to learn to be strong."

Fang Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

Fang Zhiwei sighed heavily: "Your mother is gone."

"What!" Fang Yan looked at Fang Zhiwei in disbelief as if his head had been severely hit by a heavy hammer.

Fang Zhiwei said: "Hasn't she been sick all the time? Two months ago, her mind was completely deranged. She couldn't remember me, your brother, or you. She went crazy for a few weeks and finally left suddenly. The doctor said that her heart was born with a defect, which is prone to problems, so..."

Fang Yan lost all his strength out of thin air, and knelt softly on the ground, tears instantly blurring his eyes.

Fang Zhiwei admired his desperate appearance aloofly, satisfying his morbid hobby, and then pretended to help Fang Yan up: "Your brother and I also considered that you are in the college entrance examination, so we dare not tell you, you even your mother You didn't see me for the last time, so you don't hate me, right?" At the end, his ending sound rose menacingly, and he almost couldn't restrain the smile leaking between the lines.

Fang Yan shook his head feebly. He no longer had the energy to distinguish the emotions in Fang Zhiwei's words. His relaxed mood after the college entrance examination had been completely torn apart by the sudden bad news.

"Now that both of us have time, I'll take you to see your mother, and you can talk to him too. She's down there alone, very lonely." Fang Zhiwei said.

The next day they were going to drive to He Xi's cemetery. Fang Yan, who was in a daze, discovered that Fang Zhiwei had put a whole set of photography equipment and a bulky black box in the trunk of the car.

While Fang Zhiwei was moving things, Fang Yan opened the black box and saw that there were various sharp knives and some handcuffs inside.

The moment the box was opened, a faint smell of blood came over his face, Fang Yan stepped back in shock and horror, and quickly closed the box.

When Fang Zhiwei came back, Fang Yan asked him as naturally as possible: "Dad, what did you put in the trunk? Is it for my mother's grave?"

Fang Zhiwei glanced at him lightly: "Oh, those are the cameras and picnic equipment that Dad's friends want to borrow, and the things for your mother's grave sweeping can be bought at the cemetery."

Fang Yan nodded on the surface and didn't ask any more questions, but the fear in his heart continued to rise.

What picnic gear will have handcuffs? !

And the knives in the black box obviously don't seem to be used for cooking, but more like they are used in a more cruel way, more like... instruments of torture.

The author has something to say: there is no ghost father plot, everyone believe me, at most one more exciting chapter, this is really a cookie orz