Refused to Marry a Rich Old Man[Transmigration Book]

Gone is a nasty feeling.

Lin Jiaming thought unhappily.

The body flew out as if blown away by a hurricane, and the consciousness involuntarily floated out of the car window and floated in the air.

Lin Jiaming lowered his head and saw black smoke coming from the car where he was. The ambulance carried his body away with a piercing sound, but his consciousness stayed where he was, surrounded by curious birds.

The little bird soon disappeared, only the wind whistling in my ears, the more it blew louder, the duckweed-like body fluttered in the boundless void, unable to land.

His body was getting hotter and hotter, and the sun was pricking him like needles, making him uncomfortable all over, as if he was about to melt...

Suddenly, a voice piercing his mind sounded. Before Lin Jiaming could react, his consciousness was captured by some kind of force, and he was forced into a room with white light.

Heaven?

hell?

Where am I?What should I do?

Lin Jiaming thought anxiously.

The white light in the room gradually dissipated, and he saw a handsome young man sitting beside him.

The boy seemed unable to see Lin Jiaming.

He was sitting by the bed, pinching a photo of a beautiful boy who looked as good as a star, and cursed angrily: "Lin Jiashu! You bastard in the gutter! Why did you come back! I am the son of the An family! Trash! Thief! Go to hell!"

While talking, the boy took out a pin and frantically stuck photos.

The hostile scene made Lin Jiaming feel uncomfortable for no reason.

He deliberately dissuaded the boy, but his transparent hand passed through the boy's shoulder.

It turned out that I was really a ghost.

Lin Jiaming thought unhappily.

At this time, the door of the room opened a crack, and a pampered orange bantam cat ran into the room, and finally jumped onto the boy's bed after a lot of effort.

It shook its chubby head and looked around, suddenly——

Green eyes widened.

It went straight to the boy named An.

"Meow!"

The short-legged cat stretched out its claws, intending to scratch Lin Jiaming, who was in the soul state, but accidentally missed it.

The boy's clothes were caught by the short-legged cat's claws, and his expression changed drastically: "Why do you want to get along with me! Do you know that Lin Jiashu is the child of your parents, and you look down on me too! asshole!"

The boy scolded and hated it more and more, he threw down the tattered photo with a pin, and grabbed the short-legged cat who was short-legged and unable to move because of being short and fat——

"Meow-"

The short-legged cat realized the danger and struggled desperately.

But the boy held the short-legged cat down, and stuck the pin into its pink flesh pad!

"Whoa...wow—"

The short-legged cat let out a shrill cry.

It frantically broke away from the boy, limped out of the room, and ran into the living room.

In the living room, the hostess complained helplessly: "Piggy, why are you messing with Dad's little turtle again!"

The short-legged cat let out a grievous whimper.

Lin Jiaming knew that Zhuzhu wanted to sue, but humans did not understand the language of cats.

……

In the days that followed, Lin Jiaming, who was in a state of spirit, was forced to stay by the side of this young man, An Ruole, who had the same name and surname as the younger brother of the protagonist in his novel "The Hidden Marriage Movie Emperor Please Sign".

An Ruole in the book is a well-behaved white lotus, but An Ruole who is bound to him due to inexplicable reasons is a stupid and poisonous mentally retarded.

In order to get rid of Lin Jiashu in this world, he even tried repeatedly on the verge of breaking the law.

until--

He was exposed in public because he framed Duan Yi with a pin, and he left deliberately "angry" and was taken away by the malicious Min Yinghao.

In Min Yinghao's apartment, he naively thought that Min Yinghao liked him, completely unaware of Min Yinghao's real purpose.

Lin Jiaming was angry and helpless about this.

When Min Yinghao coaxed An Ruole to drink the powdered drink——

Lin Jiaming wished he could be in good health immediately, slap Min Yinghao on the face and pour a drink with dirty things on it.

Unfortunately, he only had a glimpse of consciousness.

He was forced to watch An Ruole being deceived by Min Yinghao, drinking the adulterated drink, and then watched Min Yinghao play with An Ruole who passed out, and threatened An Ruoyin by taking pictures of the so-called fan-absorbing scene broker.

This guy Min Yinghao is not a thing, don't mess with him!

Lin Jiaming shouted angrily.

Unfortunately, no one can hear his voice.

An Ruole still foolishly worships Min Yinghao, and Min Yinghao is still domineering and using the people around him!

Soon, An Ruole became addicted to drugs.

An Ruole is even more stupid, stupid and poisonous than Lin Jiaming expected.

Even though he was addicted to drugs, he still didn't want to admit that everything he did now was the result of his excessive trust in Min Yinghao.

He floats and sinks endlessly in the depraved ocean, dreaming of life and death every day.

He insisted that his misfortune was inseparable from An Shoucheng's doting, and he also hated his biological parents!

He puffs like a lunatic and sleeps in a hallucination of drug addiction.

An Ruole like this is completely hopeless.

Lin Jiaming thought sadly.

In this world beyond the author's control, his beloved An Ruole is developing in the worst direction along the character trajectory he designed for him.

He wanted to change An Ruole's fate, but——

Why is this!

Why……

Lin Jiaming thought bitterly.

……

After becoming addicted to drugs, An Ruole lived for more than half a year.

During this period, Lin Jiaming always followed him in the form of consciousness.

I don't know if it's a side effect of drug use, but An Ruole seems to be able to see Lin Jiaming, and often speaks to Lin Jiaming, who is just a piece of air in the eyes of most people, and his words are full of resentment and curses.

"Why don't you let me die! Why do you want to abuse me! Make me live in such pain! Why!"

Whenever An Ruole roared, Lin Jiaming would feel inexplicably uneasy, as if his bloodshot eyes could see himself through the void.

Half a year later, An Ruole finally committed suicide.

When he was dying, he stared at the ceiling with wide eyes, full of hatred and blood.

Then--

Lin Jiaming's consciousness suddenly returned to the ICU ward.

Perhaps it was because he had been away from his soul for too long, but his consciousness could not return to his body. He could only wander helplessly above the ICU ward, curled up in the room, squatted beside the bed, and looked at himself sleeping in a pile of instruments.

What rich family, what wealth, what fatherly love and motherly love...

Don't want anything, don't want anything.

The only thing he wants now is to return to his body, no longer wandering endlessly.

The central air conditioner is turned on in the ICU ward, but the consciousness is getting colder and colder.

Lin Jiaming lowered his head and found that his legs were gradually becoming transparent, and his hands could not freeze anymore.

But none of the people around the bed realized that he was close at hand and might disappear at any time.

Lin Jiaming cried out in pain: I am here!I am here!Take me back quickly!

No one heard his voice.

He landed again, trying his best to descend and return to his body, but only made himself more transparent.

The body is getting weaker and weaker, and the speed of getting lighter and lighter is getting faster and faster.

The situation that no one could hear made Lin Jiaming tired, and bottomless loneliness surged out from the darkness, wrapping around his ankles, trying to drag him away.

don't take me...

I don't want to die...

He struggled in vain, but was powerless.

Realizing that he was about to disappear completely, Lin Jiaming decided to think of some pleasant things, such as——

Actually, Lin Jiashu wasn't always so annoying...

Lin Jiaming thought to himself.

The child brought back from the countryside by his parents used to look at him with adoring eyes every day, chase after him, and wanted to be friends with him...

Unfortunately, at that time, Lin Jiaming couldn't see the sincerity in Lin Jiashu's eyes.

He hates this child who may snatch away his parents at any time, maliciously spread rumors and cause Lin Jiashu to be ridiculed by his classmates and excluded by his teachers, but he pretends to be a good kid who loves his siblings in front of his parents, buying skewers for Lin Jiashu and helping him with homework...

Jiashu...Actually, I...I love you...

There was moisture in Lin Jiaming's eyes that he couldn't understand.

……

"Wake up quickly... Jiaming..."

When Lin Jiaming's consciousness was about to collapse, the hoarse calling sounded again.

Lin Jiaming gathered his little strength and looked over, it was his father who was calling his name.

He was holding his hand tightly, calling out with concern: "Jiaming, wake up quickly, don't let us live in hopeless waiting...all of us are waiting for you...waiting for you to wake up ..."

The old man burst into tears, salty tears crawling down his cheeks and onto the edge of the bed.

"Dad, don't worry, Jiaming will definitely wake up..."

A voice sounded, with inexplicable warmth.

whose voice is this?

Lin Jiashu?

Lin Jiaming thought in surprise, and looked up.

The speaker was indeed Lin Jiashu, but not Lin Jiashu either.

In the field of vision of consciousness, Lin Jiashu's appearance, which was only delicate and upright, was so dazzling and beautiful, even his hair was shining, and his whole body was covered with a light golden color like jade.

The light of the soul?

Lin Jiaming thought to himself.

His consciousness couldn't help wanting to get close to Lin Jiashu, as if as long as he was bathed in Lin Jiashu's light, the irreversible disappearance would stop.

"Can Jiaming really wake up? We've been waiting for a year!"

The mournful cry sounded again, and the voice was extremely miserable: "...Wake up quickly... Jiaming...tell me...who hurt you..."

The mother sobbed helplessly, every word was affectionate and bloody, repeating it over and over again, murmuring tirelessly.

Lin Jiaming looked at them in pain, unprecedented grief.

I'm sorry I failed you guys...

I'm going to float away, never come back, disappear...

Do not--

Painful cries flashed through my mind like lightning, my consciousness sank suddenly, and I opened my eyes again, only to see my father smiling happily above his head.

"You finally woke up!"

Because he watched him talk non-stop all night, Lin Baocheng's eyes were red, and there was joy from the heart in his weakness.

"Well, I... I'm back..."

Lin Jiaming was thinking happily, and with difficulty propped up his body, he smiled at Lin Jiashu: "Jiashu, I'm sorry...please forgive me..."

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