Kapitel 1: Chapter 1: Accidental rebirth
What is the most important thing in life?
money?
right?
No, the most important thing is people.
Loved ones, loved ones—
Imperial Capital, Central Hospital.
"Ye Fan, I like you... I always like you... I don't want to die... I don't want to leave you; if there is an afterlife, would you marry me..."
"Didi—"
In the rescue room, a harsh instrument sounded.
Looking at Ning Xi, who had completely lost her pulse on the rescue stage, Ye Fan's tears burst into her eyes.
Three years ago, when his mother died critically ill, he happened to be conducting business negotiations abroad. When he received the news of his mother's death, it seemed that the whole world had turned black.
And Ning Xi was the only light in his dark world.
Three years of caring companionship made him fall in love with this simple, lovely and kind-hearted girl.
Ye Fan didn't dare to show his heart to Ning Xi, fearing that even ordinary friends would not have to do it after being rejected.
I didn't know until today that Ning Xi also likes herself...
It is said that once such a thing exists, it will run out of the eyes if you cover your mouth.
But he was like a wood, unaware of Ning Xi's affection.
Boundless regret hits...
The past bit by bit, forming a group of pictures, appeared in Ye Fan's heart.
"Brother, remember to add clothes when it's cold."
"Brother, don't you know that staying up late hurts your body? Now, immediately; go home and sleep!"
"Brother, are my clothes beautiful today?"
…
Ye Fan hates it!
Hate yourself for being a wood!
Hate myself for not finding out earlier! !
Ning Xi liked him for so long and didn't even wait for an answer...
The saddest thing in the world is this.
Sad, pitiful, pity—
Half an hour ago, the two had a problem with their car during a business negotiation.
As soon as they got out of the car, a large truck rushed towards the two of them.
At the moment of the moment, Ning Xi pushed Ye Fan away desperately, but her petite body was hit hard...
Ning Xi's words before his death repeated endlessly in Ye Fan's ears.
Helplessness, remorse, pain; these emotions completely crushed him, and there was no nostalgia for the world in his heart.
Ye Fan tremblingly walked to the rescue platform, stroking Ning Xi's small face, his eyes were affectionate like a whirlpool.
"Xiaoxi, I'll accompany you and wait for me!"
After the words fell, Ye Fan lay beside Ning Xi, holding the little hand that had lost its temperature, and took the scalpel on the stage with the other hand, and plunged into his heart without hesitation.
In the blink of an eye, consciousness was swallowed by endless darkness.
...
"Therefore, when the heavens will give the great responsibility to the people of Sri Lanka, he must first suffer from his mind, his muscles and bones, his body hungry, his body is empty, his behavior is disturbed by his behavior, so he is tempted to endure what he cannot do..."
Ye Fan was awakened by a sound of reading aloud, and his hazy consciousness slowly returned to his body.
There was a burst of tingling in his head, which made him breathe in cold air.
Isn't he... dead?
Why is there still pain?
He opened his eyes laboriously, and what caught his eye was a face that had been eroded by the years, with wrinkles all over it, as if he was telling a story of passing years.
Pang Wenjian squinted his eyes and asked with gritted teeth: "Is it sound to sleep?"
"good."
Ye Fan nodded subconsciously.
"Ha ha-"
The reading aloud in the classroom stopped abruptly, and the students burst into laughter.
"Ye Fan!"
Pang Wenjian's face was calm, his right hand poked loudly on the desktop, and he looked at Ye Fan with a hatred of iron and steel.
"Do you know when it is now? Senior three!"
"Stop class surfing the Internet, fight and go to sleep in class, everything!"
"You, you really...you can't teach a child!!"
Faced with Pang Wenjian's reprimand, Ye Fan ignored it.
He looked around in the classroom, and when he saw the dilapidated calendar on the wall at the door, his pupils shrank sharply and his body trembled involuntarily.
March 18, 2010?
This is... the year when I was seventeen?
Familiar faces and memories of the senior middle school classroom, all of which made Ye Fanshang a little confused and finally fully awake.
He was born again!
Rebirth came ten years ago, his third year of high school!
Absurd, bizarre, unbelievable! !
These emotions passed through Ye Fan's heart, and then, boundless ecstasy followed.
I was reborn ten years ago, which meant that I could see Ning Xi ten years ago.
He and Ning Xi met in 2015. At this point in time, it is five years before he and Ning Xi met for the first time.
Lose everything.
Everything can be done again...
It's hard to understand what it's like without personal experience.
"Are you deaf?"
Seeing Ye Fan not speaking, Pang Wenjian slapped the table with anger, and said with a sullen expression, "Follow me to the principal's office, ready to pack up and get rid of things, you malignant tumor!"
"Whatever you look at, give me a good self-study!"
Many students shrank their necks and sat in jeopardy, for fear that the moving volcano would stare at them.
Ye Fan returned to his senses, his eyes as deep and mysterious as the night sky.
Since God has given him the opportunity to start all over again, then in this life, he is going to find his own girl and use his life to protect her!
But the calmer Ye Fan's performance was, the more angry Pang Wenjian became.
In his opinion, Ye Fan was deliberately provoking the authority of his head teacher.
For a while, his face turned maroon, angrily said: "You are waiting to be expelled!"
Under the gaze of dozens of eyes, Ye Fan got up and walked to the door of the classroom.
? ? ? ? ? ? ?
What is this going to do?
Ye Fan turned his head and nodded slightly at Pang Jianwen who was a little confused.
"Teacher, let's go."
"..."
Everyone in the classroom is messy in the wind.
Including Pang Jianwen himself.
Someone rushed to get expelled these days?
crazy! !
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Principal's office.
Ye Fan and Pang Wenjian formed a sharp contrast.
One was as plain as water, and the other was furious.
Wang Maomin, with silver hair and white beard, rubbed his temples with a headache.
"Teacher Pang, students won't be expelled from sleeping in class, right?"
"Of course!"
"Principal, you must fire Ye Fan today. For this month alone, you will sleep in class, skip class and surf the Internet, be late, and fight; he hasn't left a single one."
"According to the statistics of the Academic Affairs Office, within this month, Ye Fan was recorded twice as minor and three warnings; according to school rules, three warnings were counted as one minor, and three minors were counted as one major, and students who were recorded as major ones directly Expelled."
Pang Wenjian strongly persuades each other.
"Can't be expelled!"
A middle-aged woman walked into the office hurriedly. The years left a faint trace on her face, and she could still see that she must have been a beauty when she was young.
After seeing the woman's appearance, Ye Fan's eyes instantly reddened, and he strode to the woman and hugged her tightly, and his lips twitched with difficulty.
"mom…"
Ye Xian was stunned.
In my memory, since the remarriage, the son never hugged himself again.
The matter of remarriage created a trench as deep as the sky between her and her son.
"fine."
Ye Xian patted her son on the back lightly, and set her eyes on Wang Maonian, her face full of anxiety.
"Principal Wang, no matter what mistakes Xiao Fan made, he can't be expelled!"
"If even the school abandons him, what will this kid do in the future?"
Wang Maonian glanced at Pang Wenjian from the corner of his eye and sighed slightly, "Ms. Ye, don't worry."
"How can you not worry, this..."
"mom."
Ye Fan interrupted, his expression was calm, and he calmly said, "The school has the right to expel me because of my emotions and reason."
Ye Huixian opened her mouth, looking at her son in disbelief, her face full of consternation.
"Xiao Fan, you... do you know what you are talking about?"
"knowledge."
Through the window, Ye Fan's gaze floated to nowhere, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"Mom, I want to transfer school!"
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