Thousands of people suspect that the substitute is reborn

"...Jiang Xunmo, this song "Like You" is for you."

The girl's voice resounded throughout the campus through the radio, and cheers erupted from the students watching.

Many people knew Jiang Xunmo's classmates, and cast gossipy eyes in their direction.

"Jiang Xunmo, can you go over there?" the girl's friend asked in a low voice.

Ye Chaoran also turned his head to look at Jiang Xunmo.

Jiang Xunmo didn't move, he was still in the shock of Ye Chaoran's words just now.

Suddenly, he thought of the words Ye Zhaoran told him at the beginning:

"It's not mine, someone else asked me to give it to you."

"I just met the girl in the next class. She knows that I changed seats to be with you. Please let me bring you the love letter."

"That bottle of orange juice is the one I drank..."

"you misunderstood."

"..."

Jiang Xunmo looked a little dazed.

It wasn't until this moment that he finally realized that Ye Zhaoran hadn't lied to him, and every word Ye Zhaoran had told him was true.

Ye Zhaoran didn't fall in love with someone else, never wrote a love letter to herself, and didn't... like herself.

Jiang Xunmo turned his head to look at Ye Chaoran in a daze.

Ye Chaoran was also looking at him at this moment, their gazes met, Ye Chaoran's eyes were clear and open, without even a hint of dodge.

Jiang Xunmo: "..."

It turns out that the person who pretends to be passionate has always been him.

There was a sudden pain somewhere in his heart, and Jiang Xunmo felt a great grievance instantly enveloping him.

He suddenly lowered his head and didn't look at Ye Chaoran again.

"Jiang Xunmo," the girl's friend saw Jiang Xunmo's silence for a long time, and called him again, "My friend's song is almost finished, you..."

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Xunmo suddenly turned around and ran towards the outside of the playground.

Ye Chaoran and the girl were both taken aback.

"Jiang Xunmo!" Ye Chaoran shouted.

Jiang Xunmo didn't turn his head, and ran even faster.

The girl who confessed her love on the stand, she has been paying attention to the movement here, seeing Jiang Xunmo leaving, she no longer has the courage to continue singing, she smiled slightly at the crowd, showing a somewhat sad expression: "Look Come on, I failed, thank you for your encouragement.”

The crowd watching under the stage sighed and comforted her one after another, and the girl's friend hurried back to comfort her.

Jiang Xunmo disappeared into the sea of ​​people in a short while, he probably wanted to calm down, right?After all, a girl has just confessed her love in public, no matter who it is, it takes time to digest it.

Ye Zhaoran sighed, and decided not to bother Jiang Xunmo for now, but just sent Jiang Xunmo a message.

【Ye Chaoran: I'm right here where our class is rehearsing. If you want to come over later, just come here. 】

The news was sent out, but Jiang Xunmo did not reply.

Ye Chaoran didn't care, went to the canteen to buy some water, and then rushed back to the playground to continue rehearsing.

On the other side, Jiang Xunmo returned to the classroom and found the love letter that he kept well from his desk.

From childhood to adulthood, Jiang Xunmo has received countless love letters, but except for opening one or two when he was in elementary school, he has never opened a love letter from others since then.

The reason is very simple, one is that Jiang Xunmo never thought about having a puppy love, and the other is that he can guess the contents even if he doesn't need to open these love letters.

It is nothing more than some confession of heartfelt words. Since Jiang Xunmo is not going to fall in love with others, there is no need to read the truthful words written by others with courage.

Out of politeness, Jiang Xunmo would still accept love letters when they were handed to him in front of everyone, and would find a time when no one was around to throw them away, and finally find an opportunity to tactfully reject these confession objects.

When Jiang Xunmo first received the exquisitely packaged love letter in front of him, he also thought about finding time to reject Ye Chaoran, but later on he gradually lost this idea, and even thought about it, come back after a while to take a good look at this Love letter.

Unexpectedly, the truth came so suddenly. Now that he reads this love letter, he has mixed feelings in his heart.

Before Jiang Xunmo didn't notice that there were four words written on the cover of the love letter - "Received by Jiang Xunmo".

Having been at the same table with Ye Zhaoran for so long, Jiang Xunmo recognized at a glance that this was not Ye Zhaoran's handwriting.

Ye Chaoran's handwriting is very beautiful, straight and neat, with a slightly sharp brush stroke, one can tell that he must have practiced calligraphy.

And the handwriting on the love letter in front of her is delicate, it looks like a girl's handwriting.

The last glimmer of hope was disillusioned, and Jiang Xunmo didn't know what expression he should use now. He sat in his seat for a long time, threw the love letter into the trash can, and then stood up and walked out of the school.

Jiang Xunmo saw the message Ye Chaoran sent him, but he didn't want to see Ye Chaoran.

Because Jiang Xunmo didn't know what expression he should use to face him.

How will he get along with Ye Chaoran in the future?

Jiang Xunmo's mind was in a mess.

Finally, the much-anticipated school art festival ushered in, and the campus was very lively.

Jiang Xunmo felt that they were noisy, and he wanted to find a quiet place to be alone.

The security guard would not open the school gate for him at this point, Jiang Xunmo walked towards the wall without thinking.

……

"Are you sure you can go in here?" Feng Chen asked the green hair leading the way.

"I'm sure," Lumao replied, "I've inquired about it. It's best to turn over the wall of No. [-] Middle School. There are gardens around it. Usually, teachers rarely come over."

"Brother Feng, are you leaving?" Lu Mao asked.

Feng Chen took a deep breath on his cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped his foot, before saying, "Why don't you leave? It's hard to wait until the No. [-] Middle School Art Festival. While the school is crowded and chaotic, let's teach him a lesson!"

"Okay, Brother Feng, if you step on my leg, you turn over first?" Lu Mao said.

Feng Chen nodded.

Lumao made a stride, Feng Chen stepped on his leg, and hooked his hands to the wall. He was about to use his strength to turn over directly, when a shadow flashed in front of him, and when he looked carefully, there were more people on the wall in an instant. personal.

Four eyes facing each other.

Feng Chen's eyes widened: "Jiang Xunmo!"

Jiang Xunmo recognized Feng Chen, glanced at him lightly, then glanced at the few people under the wall, changed to a place with fewer people, jumped down, and was about to leave.

The person you are looking for has thrown himself into a trap and sent it to your door, so why climb over the fence?

Feng Chen got off Lu Mao directly and called Jiang Xunmo: "Jiang Xunmo! Don't run!"

The younger brothers called by Feng Chen also reacted, and asked one after another: "Is he Jiang Xunmo?"

Lumao even rushed forward to stop Jiang Xunmo.

Jiang Xunmo was so annoyed at the moment, he looked at the few people in front of him expressionlessly, and turned to look at Feng Chen: "Your people? Are you looking for me to fight?"

Feng Chen thought that Jiang Xunmo finally knew how to be afraid, so he snorted coldly: "What? Now you know you can't mess with it..."

"Gu Yao asked you to come?" Jiang Xunmo interrupted impatiently.

Feng Chen's face turned cold: "You ask so many..."

"That's right." Jiang Xunmo interrupted Feng Chen again.

He was interrupted several times without saying a word, and Feng Chen became angry immediately: "You brat..."

"It's annoying." Jiang Xunmo seemed to curse in a low voice, and then said to Feng Chen, "Come with me, this place is too close to the security guard."

Feng Chen froze for a moment, and the green hair who blocked Jiang Xunmo was also dumbfounded.

Jiang Xunmo was very impatient, and asked aloud, "Will you go?"

"Go!" Feng Chen gritted his teeth and agreed.

Anyway, there are many of them, so they are not afraid of Jiang Xunmo's tricks.

Jiang Xunmo led a group of people across the road and entered an alley. As soon as he entered, he put the phone aside, then waved to Feng Chen and the others, and said lightly, "Let's go together."

It was the first time that the Lumao and the others were "experienced in hundreds of battles" and they were underestimated so much. Without Feng Chen opening his mouth, they rushed up viciously!

"beat him!"

"Brat, drive you crazy!"

"It's up to you to beg for mercy later!"

But it didn't take long for the voice to hit the ground, and they were all overturned to the ground soon, and the wailing of several people came from the alley.

Feng Chen was a little dumbfounded watching this scene, Jiang Xunmo... so good at fighting?

Just when he was hesitating whether to slip away by himself first, Jiang Xunmo walked towards him.

"Jiang Xunmo, I—"

Jiang Xunmo punched Feng Chen's nose expressionlessly, and the severe pain exploded instantly, leaving behind Feng Chen's tears, snot and nosebleeds.

Jiang Xunmo tugged at his collar and asked in a cold voice, "Are you still beating?"

How could Feng Chen admit defeat? Enduring the severe pain, he wanted to struggle to get up, but Jiang Xunmo punched him quickly again.

"Do you want to continue?"

He was condescending, with sharp and fierce eyes.

Feng Chen's body trembled when he saw his fierce eyes, and suddenly he didn't dare to speak, but he still stared at Jiang Xunmo not to be outdone, trying to overwhelm him with arrogance.

"It's boring."

After a while, Jiang Xunmo suddenly let go of Feng Chen's collar, and his eyes gradually turned red.

Not wanting to be seen in his distress, Jiang Xunmo threw off Feng Chen's collar, picked up his cell phone and walked out from the alley.

Until he disappeared, everyone still hadn't recovered from the shock.

Are they right?

Jiang Xunmo's expression just now...why does it look like he's about to cry?

Obviously they were the ones who were beaten violently!

They are not wronged!He's crying!

……

Ye Chaoran rehearsed with the classmates for a whole morning, and Jiang Xunmo didn't show up for the whole morning, let alone reply to Ye Zhaoran.

After lunch, Ye Zhaoran was going to the classroom to see if he could find Jiang Xunmo.

The huge classroom was empty and there was no one there.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Ye Chaoran's eyes. He closed the classroom door and was about to leave when he saw Fu Xin walking towards him.

"Fu Xin," Ye Chaoran's eyes lit up, "Have you seen Jiang Xunmo?"

Fu Xin came back to the classroom to look for the basketball, and was taken aback when he heard this: "Isn't Brother Jiang with you?"

Ye Zhaoran shook his head: "No, he left first in the morning, and I didn't see anyone else after that."

Fu Xin thought of something, and suddenly smiled gossipingly: "By the way, I heard that a girl confessed to Brother Jiang at the rostrum today?"

Ye Chaoran laughed: "Has it already spread?"

"Yeah," Fu Xin said while observing Ye Chaoran's expression, and then continued after seeing that his expression was normal, "Now the school forum posts are discussing this matter."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his voice again, leaned over and asked, "By the way, are you not angry?"

Ye Zhaoran was dumbfounded by his question, and subconsciously said, "Why am I angry?"

Fu Xin observed his expression and saw that he didn't look like a fake, so he sighed: "You are so magnanimous."

Ye Chaoran: "?"

"I'm going to play first." Taking the basketball, Fu Xin waved to Ye Zhaoran and left first.

Ye Chaoran was at a loss, thought for a while but didn't understand, so he didn't think any more.

Hey, I still want Jiang Xunmo to teach me how to play the piano again.

It seems that now he can only practice by himself.

Ye Chaoran walked towards the music room alone, feeling a lingering sense of loss for some reason.

……

The previous art festival evenings of No. [-] Middle School were held in the school auditorium. At this time, many students and parents would enter the school to watch the art performance together.

Fang Sheng came a little late, and he drove around outside before finding a parking space.

"Brother, can I help you?" Fang Yan followed Fang Sheng out of the car and reached out to him.

"No, I'll just carry it." Fang Sheng took out all the presents in the trunk with one hand, and stretched out his hand to Fang Yan, "Let's go, you lead me, there are many people tonight, don't get separated."

The corner of Fang Yan's mouth suddenly raised, he took Fang Sheng's hand, and nodded heavily: "Yes."

After realizing that those gifts were prepared by Fang Sheng for Ye Chaoran, Fang Yan felt very uneasy.

When did my brother treat Ye Chaoran so well?

Could it be that what did the two of them talk about on Friday?

Then Fang Sheng went out today, could it be to see Ye Chaoran?

Fang Yan couldn't sit still any longer, he would go with him no matter what.

It's just that Fang Yan's health is just right, and he can't go out without Fang Sheng's permission, so Fang Yan can only call Fang Sheng first.

The phone was connected, but Fang Sheng didn't answer the phone after it rang for a long time.

Fang Yan bit her lip, Fang Cheng was really angry with him.

There was no other way, Fang Yan had no choice but to send Fang Sheng a text message.

In the text message, Fang Yan's explanation was only three simple words - "I'm sorry".

Fang Yan waited patiently for another half an hour before Fang Sheng called Fang Yan back.

As soon as the phone was connected, Fang Yan asked aggrievedly: "Brother, are you angry with me?"

Fang Sheng sighed on the other end of the phone: "Yanyan, I'm not angry..."

Fang Yan shouldn't be blamed for this incident, but when Fang Sheng thought of his plan being disrupted, he felt a little bad, and couldn't help but lose his temper at Fang Yan.

"Are you really not angry?" Fang Yan asked hoarsely.

Fang Sheng responded, "Really."

"Then can I go to my brother?" Fang Yan said softly, "I just figured it out, my brother's gifts should be for the second brother, and I opened the gift of the second brother without authorization. It is really wrong. I want to go too Pick a few gifts and give them to the second brother."

"is it okay?"

Fang Yan apologized so sincerely, what else could Fang Sheng say?

So Fang Sheng asked the driver to pick up Fang Yan, and the two went to pick out gifts for the day.

Before going to school, Fang Sheng made a special phone call to the school leaders and asked the parents if they could go in and visit the art festival.

After getting an affirmative answer, Fang Sheng took Fang Yan to dinner, and then drove to the school.

"I heard from Mr. Wang that Chaoran is going to perform tonight. Let's go there early, maybe we can still see it." Fang Sheng smiled and said to the other party.

Fang Yan was really interested: "Great! Then should we go buy a bouquet of flowers, and after the second brother's performance is over, I'll go up and give it to him?"

Fang Sheng thought for a while, and agreed: "Yes, I haven't thought of this just now."

Fang Sheng took out his mobile phone, called his assistant, and asked him to order a bouquet of flowers for delivery.

The auditorium of No. [-] Middle School was already overcrowded. Fortunately, the school leaders knew that Fang Sheng was going to bring Fang Yan, so they reserved a place for the two in advance.

Not long after the two of them sat down, the cultural performance just started.

Fang Yan was not interested in the performances of the art festival at all, but Fang Sheng watched them with gusto.

Today, Fang Yan endured all the way without asking, but now he couldn't bear it anymore, leaned into Fang Cheng's ear, and asked in a low voice, "By the way, I wanted to ask just now, brother, how do you know about the second brother?" Is there a performance today? Did Second Brother invite you?"

Fang Sheng didn't tell Fang Yan what happened last Friday, so it's understandable that he didn't know.

Fang Sheng briefly told Fang Yan what happened last Friday.

"In the end, our family misunderstood Chaoran, and my attitude last week was also wrong, so I prepared some gifts and sincerely apologized to Chaoran." Fang Sheng said.

Fang Yan was a little shocked when he heard this: "Second brother, is his grade so good?"

When Fang Qishan and Cai Lianhua went to see Ye Chaoran, Fang Yan was in poor health during that time, lying in bed almost all day, all he knew about Ye Chaoran was from Fang Qishan and Cai Lianhua.

Fang Sheng also looked shocked when he saw Fang Yan, and sighed in his heart.

He knew that his parents were unreliable, not only lied to him, even the banquet was kept in the dark.

"Well, Zhaoran is the first in the whole grade every time in the exam." When Fang Sheng said this, there was a hint of pride in his tone that he hadn't noticed, "And Zhaoran is in the ordinary class. It is really amazing to be able to suppress the students in the top class."

Fang Yan's face suddenly became a little ugly: "It's so powerful."

Fortunately, the lights in the auditorium were very dim, so Fang Sheng didn't notice anything unusual about him.

Fang Sheng continued: "Not only that, but Chaoran is also excellent in other aspects. He is good at sports, music, and painting. I heard that he has won awards for all of them." After a pause, Fang Sheng continued, "Speaking of which, he should Thanks to the Ye family's parents. I have to visit them when I have time later."

Fang Yan couldn't listen anymore, he responded perfunctorily twice, and set his sights on the stage.

Fang Sheng didn't notice his strangeness, so he didn't talk any more after speaking, and began to watch the performance seriously.

Fang Yan's attention was not on the stage at the moment.

My brother just boasted that Ye Chaoran is good at everything, do you think that if you are not good at it, you are not good at it?

Can this be blamed on him?

His health has been poor since he was a child, and he had to rely on support to walk until he was five years old.

He didn't even go to school before the age of ten.

He really wants to learn painting, music and sports, but his body doesn't support him to do these things at all!

He did his best just to survive.

And the culprit who caused him to become so weak is Ye Chaoran!

They are twins, if Ye Zhaoran hadn't started to compete with him for nutrition when he was still in the womb, would he have congenital heart disease?

Fang Yan was so angry that the circles of his eyes turned red, and his teeth tightened secretly.

And just now listening to Fang Sheng's tone, he seems to appreciate Ye Chaoran quite a bit?

Ye Zhaoran hasn't been sent back yet, and my brother just praised him like that...

Then if Ye Zhaoran really went back to Fang's house with them, and the rest of the family saw Ye Zhaoran's goodness, would they agree to exchange Ye Zhaoran's heart for themselves?

The more Fang Yan thought about it, the more frightened he became.

Although his grandparents and parents love him very much, he still dare not make this assumption.

Fang Yan took a deep breath and tightened the corners of his mouth.

No, he has to think of a way to stop his brother from liking Ye Chaoran so much.

……

"Ye Chaoran, are you okay?" The cultural and entertainment committee member ran to the backstage and asked, "Our class will be on the next show, hurry up and wait with me."

"Okay," Ye Zhaoran replied, "I'll be right over."

For the whole afternoon, Jiang Xunmo didn't respond to Ye Chaoran's message. Ye Chaoran didn't know why, but there was always an indescribable anxiety in his heart.

Taking advantage of the last time, Ye Chaoran sent another message to Jiang Xunmo:

[I'm about to perform on stage, I'll tell you the result later!I hope I won't embarrass you Jiang Ge. 】

After clicking send, Ye Zhaoran put down his phone and went to wait.

The room was pitch black, and from this perspective, the entire playground of the No. [-] Middle School could just be seen.

Jiang Xunmo's cell phone vibrated slightly, he picked it up and looked at it, then put it down quickly.

Ye Chaoran's news.

Still don't see it.

Really don't watch it?

The lights on the playground changed several times, and occasionally a light would flash across Jiang Xunmo's cheek through the glass window.

bother.

Jiang Xunmo frowned, sat up, and opened WeChat.

After quietly staring at this message for several seconds, Jiang Xunmo couldn't sit still anymore, picked up his phone and went out.

He didn't go to see Ye Zhaoran, he went to see their class's performance.

Right, that is it.

The gloom in Jiang Xunmo's heart seemed to have finally dissipated, and he couldn't hold back and ran towards the school at a faster speed.

The music in the auditorium was very loud, and Jiang Xunmo heard the voice of the host——

"...Next, we will invite Class [-], Grade [-], to sing "The Wind Rises" for us."

Jiang Xunmo ran even faster, the wind howled back from his ears, and even his shirt was blown up.

Finally, he ran to the door of the auditorium.

A smooth and pleasant piano sound sounded, and the entire auditorium was only composed of this smooth piano sound.

Jiang Xunmo raised his eyes and saw Ye Chaoran on the stage on the right at a glance.

He changed into a white suit, and the spotlights focused on him. His profile was handsome and focused, with a slight smile on his lips.

Jiang Xunmo's breathing became lighter involuntarily, and it was difficult to move his eyes away from Ye Chaoran.

Fang Sheng looked at it as seriously as he did.

After waiting all night, he finally got the program he was looking forward to. The smile on Fang Sheng's face has not faded since Ye Chaoran came out.

Hearing the smooth and melodious sound of the piano, besides admiration, there was also pride on his face.

Fang Yan watched Fang Sheng's expression nervously, feeling more and more uncomfortable.

He has to figure out a way...

But what can I do now?

Fang Yan was so nervous that sweat dripped from the tip of his nose.

Fang Sheng suddenly turned his head, leaned into Fang Yan's ear and whispered, "Yanyan, I suddenly felt that if Zhaoran could come home with us, it would be great to be a part of our family."

Fang Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, and his breathing stopped for a beat.

The smile on his lips couldn't be maintained anymore.

In the next second, Fang Yan tightly clenched the clothes on his left chest, and looked at Fang Sheng with a painful face.

"Brother, brother...my heart..."

Fang Sheng was taken aback by him: "Yanyan? What's wrong with you?"

Fang Yan clenched her teeth tightly and fell back without thinking.

That's right, he didn't have to think of other ways at all.

Your own illness is the best solution.

He only needs to say that his heart is hurting, and Fang Sheng's attention will return to himself.

Before closing his eyes, Fang Yan glanced viciously at Ye Chaoran's direction.

You can never be our family.

forever.

The author has something to say:

Ye Chaoran: That’s great, I don’t even want to be your family member~ Okay ヾ(??▽?)ノ