The cold wind howled in through the unclosed windows, rolled up the white curtains, and took away most of the heat in the basement.

The temperature plummeted, and the young man on the bed shuddered, slowly waking up from the anesthetized coma.

He opened his lips, but only a strange muffled tone came out of his parched throat.

The cold wind kept pouring in, and the young man shivered from the cold.

I don't know how long it took before the closed door was opened from the outside.

The man condescendingly glanced at the young man on the bed, then walked slowly and closed the window. The cold wind was cut off, and the young man felt better.

He slowly turned his neck, staring at the man with his cloudy eyes, as if he wanted to say something.

The man pulled up a chair and slowly sat down beside the youth's bed.

"Ye Chaoran." The man spoke slowly.

Ye Zhaoran's eyes trembled, he wanted to stand up open, the anesthetic passed, and when he moved, the wound in his chest was involved in an instant, and the severe pain swept him instantly, Ye Chaoran's breathing became short of breath, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead Sliding down, he had just half sat up, and then fell weakly and heavily on the bed.

From the beginning to the end, the man sitting on the chair did not move, watching him dying with cold eyes.

"Ho ho-"

Ye Chaoran let out a heavy panting sound from his throat, like an old windmill, which was extremely unpleasant.

The man did not hide the disgust in his eyes at all, as if Ye Zhaoran was something dirty, he glanced over.

When Ye Chaoran on the hospital bed had no strength to struggle anymore, he slowly opened his mouth: "I didn't want to tell you these words, but you can't hold on until today, for the sake of us being together before, I can tell you in mercy."

"Your adoptive parents died in a car accident on their way to see you yesterday."

These words were like waking up Ye Chaoran. He ignored the bleeding wound and began to struggle crazily. He stretched out his arm to grab the man's sleeve, but he easily dodged it.

The man stood up, took a step back, and continued: "But you don't need to worry, you are going to accompany them soon. Just this morning, Fang's family announced that Fang Yan had died, and the cause of death was congenital heart disease. From now on, Yan Yan will take your place and live in the Fang family. And you, as Fang Yan, will die in his place."

"But this is your own fault. If you hadn't returned to Fang's house and left Yan Yan's favor, he would not be depressed, and his condition would not worsen. You are Yan Yan's twin brother, your heart and his The best match. This is the only way to keep Yan Yan alive."

"Ye Chaoran, if you want to blame it, you can blame yourself, it's all your fault."

Ye Chaoran's chest heaved violently, severe pain came from the unhealed wound on his left chest, a fishy sweetness rose from his throat, Ye Chaoran's eyes turned black, and tears fell from his eyes.

He didn't know where he got the strength to sit up with a breath.

The man was taken aback. He was about to scold Ye Chaoran when he saw Ye Chaoran falling to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

The instrument beside the bed beeped like crazy, Ye Zhaoran opened his eyes for the last time in the confusion, he parted his lips, and finally let out a sigh that only he could hear——

"But, you were the ones who begged me to come back..."

A continuous "di" sound came, and the electrocardiogram on the meter turned into a straight line without ups and downs.

Ye Zhaoran closed his eyes forever.

……

"Hey! Ye Chaoran, tell me quickly." The tablemate patted Ye Chaoran on the shoulder vigorously, and leaned closer with a little gossip. "After you go back with your biological parents, do you want to change schools?"

Looking at the somewhat unfamiliar face in front of him, Ye Zhaoran was dazed for several seconds before blinking slowly.

"You are……"

Before the word "who" was asked at the end, Ye Zhaoran took the lead in matching the face in front of him with the person in his memory.

This person is his deskmate in the second year of high school——Zhang Qi.

The past is vividly visible.

Like a big dream, Ye Zhaoran couldn't come back to his senses for a long time after waking up.

But the pain from the anesthesia needle piercing the body with the length of the forearm was so real that Ye Zhaoran couldn't believe it was just a dream.

It's not a dream, Ye Chaoran shook his head firmly.

Everything is what actually happened.

In just a few seconds, Ye Zhaoran accepted this fact.

He was reborn.

Reborn back to his sophomore year in high school——

When all the tragedies never happened.

Ye Chaoran couldn't bear it anymore, he stood up directly, turned around and ran out of the classroom.

The students in the self-study class were all shocked by his abnormal behavior, and all looked out.

Zhang Qi was stunned for several seconds before shouting loudly: "Ye Chaoran! School is not over yet!"

At this moment, Ye Chaoran could no longer care about these things.

The memory came back, and he quickly connected all the things that would happen today.

Just today in his last life, under the lobbying of his biological parents, he made a lifelong regretful decision, bid farewell to his adoptive parents who had raised him for 16 years, and returned to the Fang family with his biological parents.

It was also from this important point that Ye Chaoran's life turned dark.

At first, Ye Zhaoran hadn't discovered the true face of this family.

But as time got longer and they slowly tore away the hypocrisy, Ye Zhaoran realized that what awaited him was never a warm and happy family, but a conspiracy that had been planned long ago.

Ye Chaoran is an outsider in the Fang family.

Fang's parents said to him: "Your surname is Ye, our surname is Fang, we are not a family in the first place."

Brother Fang said, "Don't come to please me, it's an eyesore."

Even Ye Zhaoran's favorite person told him: "You will never be as good as a banquet."

Everyone favored Fang Yan, and even in the end, Ye Chaoran exchanged his own heart with Fang Yan.

As soon as the tears fell from the corners of the eyes, they were swept away by the cold wind, which was like a knife cutting.

Ye Zhaoran didn't remember how long he ran, and finally ran downstairs in their community.

A valuable luxury car was parked at the entrance of the unit building. Song Ya was holding Ye Pei's arm, talking with the couple in front of her with a smile. Beside them, there were two huge suitcases.

Seeing those two longing faces, Ye Zhaoran's nose became more sour, and he called out without thinking: "Dad, Mom!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Song Ya looked over immediately.

Seeing Ye Chaoran, she was both surprised and happy: "Xiao Ran, why did you come back so early..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Zhaoran rushed into her arms like a small cannonball.

Song Ya couldn't conceal the surprise on her face, and Ye Pei was even more at a loss.

Fang Qishan and Cai Lianhua's suspicious eyes also fell on Ye Chaoran.

The couple looked at each other, Cai Lianhua skillfully put on a smile, and asked with a smile: "Chaoran, what's the matter? Could it be that you are too nervous because you are going back with us?"

Fang Qishan also laughed: "Chaoran, although our family's conditions are not particularly good in City A, it is much better than this place. Don't worry, you will never be hurt if you go back with us." Sorry."

Cai Lianhua also nodded in agreement.

Ye Pei and Song Ya's expressions changed at the same time when they heard this.

Ye Chaoran noticed that Song Ya's body stiffened obviously.

After venting his emotions a little, Ye Zhaoran gradually calmed down.

With this chance of rebirth, Ye Chaoran will not repeat the same mistakes, let alone make his parents who have raised him for 16 years sad.

Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Ye Zhaoran let go of Song Ya.

Meeting Song Ya's worried gaze, Ye Zhaoran gave her a comforting smile.

He turned around and finally set his sights on Fang Qishan and Cai Lianhua.

Fang Qishan and Cai Lianhua dressed up specially when they came here today, and their bright and beautiful clothes seemed out of place in this old neighborhood.

Seeing Ye Chaoran's gaze, the couple smiled at Ye Chaoran at the same time.

"The luggage has been packed for you. Since Chaoran is back, let's go now." Cai Lianhua was already a little impatient, but she suppressed it very well, frowned slightly, and soon let go.

Fang Qishan glanced at the two big suitcases, and the disgust in his eyes flashed: "Actually, we have prepared everything for you at home, so you don't need to bring so many things."

What's more, he felt that the two large boxes would dirty his car.

Ye Zhaoran calmly took in the micro expressions of the two of them.

He couldn't help being a little bit surprised, it turned out that this couple was so obvious.

Then why didn't I find out in my previous life?

Ye Chaoran clenched his fists secretly, turned around and picked up his suitcase.

"Let's go." Ye Zhaoran said.

Cai Lianhua was overjoyed, and was about to ask Fang Qishan to help, when Ye Chaoran turned to Ye Pei and said, "Dad, help me carry the other box up."

As soon as this sentence came out, the four adults present were stunned.

Song Ya looked at Ye Chaoran in disbelief: "Xiao Ran?"

Ye Pei was the first to react. With a happy expression on his face, he walked quickly to Ye Chaoran's side, picked up the box at Ye Chaoran's feet, and took the box from Ye Chaoran's hand: "Give it all to me."

"Let's go back." Ye Pei said to Ye Chaoran.

Ye Zhaoran's eyes were a little red, and he nodded heavily: "Yes."

Cai Lianhua and Fang Qishan hadn't figured out the sudden change, so they definitely wouldn't let Ye Chaoran leave, so they hurried forward to stop him.

"Chaoran, what's the matter? Didn't you agree to go back with us?" Fang Qishan asked.

"I don't want to go with you now." Ye Chaoran took Song Ya's arm after speaking, and went upstairs from the other side.

"Then how?" Cai Lianhua became anxious on the spot, "Didn't we all agree? Why did you suddenly go back on your word?"

Fang Qishan still wanted to chase, but Ye Pei stood in front of them.

He was half a head taller than Fang Qishan, with a burly figure, which just blocked the sight of the couple.

"You two, please go back." Ye Zhaoran had already left, and it was rare for Ye Pei to hide his disgust for the couple, staring down at the couple with contempt in his eyes.

Fang Qishan was blocked by the way, and he clenched his teeth with anger. He glared at Ye Pei angrily: "Mr. Ye, what do you mean? Many media rushed over when they learned that they are going home with us today. , you don’t regret it in front of the media, do you?”

Ye Pei laughed when he heard this, his deep eyes were full of mockery: "Zhaoran is a legally adopted child of my wife and I, even if we really regret it, it is legal and reasonable. What can you do?"

After saying this, Ye Pei left without looking back.

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