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The east was slightly pale, and the warm sunlight shone on He Chuanchuan's thin face, and his dark eyes slowly opened.

"Oh, I've become Fujiwara Kawaha~" I don't know whether I am mourning the passing of Fujiwara Kawahe or mourning the passing of He Chuanchuan.

"Wow, not bad, this thing is worth a lot of money." Xiaoqiang's version of He Chuanchuan was resurrected all over the place, don't underestimate her nerves, otherwise ten years of forbearance will collapse, and at this time, the eyes will no longer have the confusion of yesterday, Shiny items scanning the room like radar.

The father in this body is still a bit conscientious, and he is not mean to himself. It is estimated that Shiraeko Matsushima also wants to leave a good name for the Fujiwara family.I fumbled here and there, let go of the things thoughtfully, and fled away. What do the stupid Fujiwara family have to do with me.

The wrist suddenly became hot and stinging, and the bangs on the forehead were soaked with sweat, didn't he just come back to life and was about to die.He frantically unwrapped the gauze wrapped around his wrist, and saw the bright red bloodstains slowly heal and then split apart. He Chuanchuan was so painful that he wanted to pass out, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted. I will never die again. Uncompromising! (He Chuanchuan roared: You are a stepmother!! Lizhi: Your stepmother is Matsushima Shiraeko,)

Everything was over, He Chuanchuan lay on the bed prostratedly, staring at his wrist in a daze, the bloodstains disappeared, and turned into a gorgeous lotus flower the size of a fingernail in the middle, with four lotus leaves extending from both sides.Bloody lotus, bloody lotus leaf, Fujiwara Kawaha, are your obsessions so deep?

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"Hello, He Chuanchuan! I'm Fujiwara Chuanhe!" A cry exploded in his head, indicating the identity of the owner of the voice.

The pain did not come back to the owner of the voice, and the indifferent and helpless voice sounded again, "I know your previous life. At the last moment of my despair, I took away your soul and made you me. , in my previous life, I was a ten thousand-year flower essence in a deep valley. My name is lotus. As long as I go through reincarnation, I can become a fairy." Nima ecstasy, nima goblin, nima becomes a fairy, nima, is this cultivating immortals? He Chuanchuan doesn't Calm down

The calm voice continued, "In this life, although I have no mana, I have tasted the warmth of family affection, which I cannot experience in the deep valley of thousands of years, but dreams will be shattered, and I chose to commit suicide , refused to ascend to immortality after birth, old age, sickness and death, and fell into reincarnation. I chose you. Your soul is clean, tenacious, and longing for love. Please live on behalf of me who is weak and cowardly, and let my obsession be free. Maybe I can do it in the next life Become a powerful girl like you. This lotus is a gift from me, goodbye Chuanchuan~"

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There was a knock on the door, and He Chuanchuan immediately withdrew his hands and looked at the door warily.

"Miss breakfast is ready, may I ask the butler to bring it in if you want to eat in the restaurant." A respectful and clear voice sounded, it would be better if a few tiny vibratos were ignored.

The housekeeper, the kind old man in my memory, who took care of He Meilin since he was a child, and now takes care of Fujiwara Kawahe, is also a loyal servant who will never leave.But I still feel a little uncomfortable when I think of everyone looking at the devil and looking at myself.That damn Shiraeko Matsushima played a big role in it, right? "Send it in."

After a while, the door was slowly opened, and the butler, He Bo, laid out several plates of exquisite breakfast in an orderly manner, and looked up at He Chuanchuan worriedly.

He Chuanchuan could only sit in front of the bed and pretend to be silent. Fortunately, he was not in a coma for too long, and he dealt with the blood stains in time. If he was found, he would add the disease of "suicidal tendencies" to himself.

Apparently the butler He Bo had no doubts about his attitude, he sighed and left the room.

This is the completion of the identification of good people!

Of course He Chuanchuan is not a bad person or an ungrateful person. He believes in the principle that you will repay me a hundred times for what is good to me, and retaliate even more for what is bad for me.

Now the only person I can trust is He Bo, I have to accept him slowly.And Fujiwara Chuanhe gave herself a second life, so of course she wouldn't regret reincarnation, so she had to plan carefully.

Continue to pretend to be an autistic young lady?no!I am not sick again!That should get better a little bit, right?

"Gululu~" An inelegant voice interrupted He Chuanchuan's train of thought. .

He Chuanchuan immediately wiped out the food, with the biggest belly in the sky and the earth.

When the housekeeper He Bo came to clean up the dishes, he saw the clean plates and nodded in relief. It is a blessing to be able to eat.

He Chuanchuan was a little embarrassed, did he eat too much? Seeing that the butler hadn't left, he asked in doubt, "Uncle He! What's the matter?"

The housekeeper, Uncle He, was a little excited when he heard that the young lady finally called him Uncle He again, so he calmed down and said, "Miss, the doctor is here and is waiting downstairs."

He Chuanchuan frowned, his plan was to get better without leaving any traces, but how would the doctor in front of him deal with it?Seeing the kind old man in front of him had a flash of inspiration, and then said slowly, "Uncle He, you know I'm fine."

Seeing Uncle He nodding his head sadly, he guessed right and said persistently, "I've thought about it, I don't need to see a doctor." After speaking, he blinked his big eyes and looked at Uncle He with wet eyes.

Uncle He saw that there was an expression on the little lady's cold face, did he really think about it?Madam bless, "Miss, don't worry, Uncle He will take care of it." Anyway, Miss didn't respond before, so it shouldn't be a big problem to find someone to pretend.

Seeing Uncle He leave He Chuanchuan heaved a sigh of relief, and seeing Uncle He trust him so much felt a little guilty, so he must treat this old man doubly well.

Looking down at the lotus on the wrist, I wondered what is the use of it?