Author: Ye Luo Sha
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"Little sister, brother loves you. Tell our parents that I love them too."
"Brother is tired and wants to sleep for a while."
On the green grass, the red sunset fell on Yan Yuchen's pale and tired cheeks.
He slowly closed his eyes.
The girl squatting aside, tears rolled down instantly like broken pearls.
Doctors had said from the time he was born that he would not survive past the age of twenty.
However, he is now twenty-seven years old. Although he is a little thinner and uglier, he has lived for seven more years, and it is worth it.
He knew that he was going to die today, and he didn't want to make his parents sad, let alone make them blame themselves, so he chose this place.
There was only a little girl with tears in her eyes.
Yan Yuchen closed his eyes, his consciousness gradually blurring, but he felt something floating from his body, flying higher and higher, and soon reaching the sky.
Then he seemed to vaguely see a shining white bead hitting his forehead, and then a very beautiful little white fox ran towards him in panic.
Finally, everything in front of him turned completely dark.
...
"Brother! Brother! Lazy brother! Get up and go to school. If you don't get up, I will spank you!"
Yan Yuchen was drowsily awakened by violent shaking. He opened his sleepy eyes and looked at the man carrying a small schoolbag. The girl looks pretty and has a delicate face, but she looks so familiar.
"Little sister?"
Yan Yuchen was shocked, sat up suddenly, and looked at her with wide eyes.
"Why has my little sister become smaller?"
Then he touched his face, then his body, and the expression on his face changed instantly.
"Little sister, you... how old are you?"
Yan Yuchen asked tremblingly.
Yan Xiaoxi looked at him as if he were an idiot, crossed her arms, and said coldly, "I am more than fifteen this year and will be sixteen soon! Huh, brother, do you deliberately want to forget my birthday? Why don't you give me a gift?"
"Fifteen years old?"
Yan Yuchen said with a stunned expression, "You are fifteen. Then isn't it that brother os only seventeen?" Didn't I die... but was he reborn?
I was reborn ten years ago, in the second half of the third grade of high school.
The stunned Yan Yuchen was dragged out of bed by Yan Xiaoxi's arm and then dragged into the bathroom, where she urged him to wash his face and brush his teeth.
Yan Yuchen was in a daze and was about to come out after finishing these things, but he saw his little sister standing at the door, pointing to the toilet, and said with a funny face, "Brother, don't you pee when you get up in the morning?"
"Oh." Yan Yuchen answered mechanically. With one sentence, he unbuttoned his pants.
Yan Xiaoxi exclaimed, hurriedly closed the door for him, stood at the door, and said angrily, "Bad guy! Bad brother!"
When he was in the third grade of high school, they went to the same school.
Because they lived not far away, they didn't live on campus; they always went to and from school together.
The sunshine was particularly bright today. After walking out of the house, Yan Yuchen looked at the world after rebirth, which was particularly beautiful.
Being able to live another ten years, even if he knew he would leave after ten years, he felt extremely satisfied and happy in his heart at this moment.
The two got on the bus together. Yan Xiaoxi squeezed in front and grabbed the last remaining seat.
"Brother, come and sit down."
Yan Xiaoxi called Yan Yuchen to come closer, then stood up and pushed him down on the seat.
Yan Yuchen smiled and did not refuse.
He has suffered serious internal injuries in his mother's womb since he was born. After birth, he became ill and could not do heavy work or fatigue, and he did not have much strength.
So every time, the little girl would help him grab a seat, and sometimes she would rush to help him carry his schoolbag.
If you have a sister like this, what else can you ask for?
After passing a few more stations, more and more people got on the train, and the carriage quickly became crowded.
Yan Xiaoxi held the chair where her brother was sitting with one hand and pressed the glass on the car window with the other. She used her petite body to protect her brother tightly in her arms, fearing that others would touch him.
Looking at her swaying body and flushed cheeks, Yan Yuchen slowly turned her head and looked out the window.
He suddenly felt so incompetent and useless.
For more than twenty years before his rebirth, he had to rely on the protection of his little sister and his parents. But now, after his rebirth, would he still be dragging them down like this?
"What are you doing?"
Yan Yuchen was looking out the window, feeling guilty, when he suddenly heard the angry, questioning voice of the little girl. He turned around and saw that the little girl was glaring at a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses with a red face. .
With this scolding, the bus instantly became quiet, and everyone looked over.
The middle-aged man smiled, looked at Yan Xiaoxi, and said, "What's wrong, little beauty? Is it illegal to stand behind you?"
Yan Xiaoxi said angrily, "You touched me!"
The middle-aged man smiled jokingly and said, "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. The bus is so crowded, so I just got closer to you. When the bus shook, I naturally touched you. How can you call it touching you??"
"you..."
Yan Xiaoxi wanted to speak angrily, but he interrupted with a strange smile: "Little beauty, did you have a dream about being touched last night and you still haven't woken up yet? Hehe. No wonder."
"Pah!"
Yan Xiaoxi was extremely angry. Before he could finish speaking, she raised her palm and slapped him hard, making her body tremble with anger.
She stubbornly raised her little face and looked at the middle-aged man, never showing weakness or shrinking back!
From the day her mother told her in tears that her brother was in poor health, she secretly vowed to herself that she would learn to be strong and brave, raise her head to face everything, and protect what belongs to her.
"You little bitch! How dare you hit me?"
The middle-aged man never expected that this petite and pretty little girl would be so bold and dare to hit someone without an adult around!
He covered his burning cheeks and felt the strange and contemptuous looks around him. He suddenly became furious, stretched out his hand, grabbed her hair, gritted his teeth, and said, "You little bitch, didn't you say I touched you? Okay? I'm going to touch you now. Let's see what you can do to me."
Before he could finish his words, a heartbreaking pain suddenly came from his wrist!
Yan Yuchen plunged the pen in his hand into the wrist that was holding his little sister's hair, then held the pen in both hands and drilled it into the flesh with all his strength!
"Ah——"
The middle-aged man suddenly screamed, quickly retracted his hand, covered his stinging wrist, and jumped up while shouting. The sound was so shrill and terrifying that it was terrifying.
The crowd around them dispersed in panic.
Yan Yuchen stood up, his eyes flashed coldly, pulled the little girl behind him, and then kicked the middle-aged man hard in the crotch!
Before he could scream, he grabbed his hair and slammed him against the back of the chair next to him with all his strength!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
After six or seven hits in a row, the middle-aged man was suddenly covered in blood and dizzy, and his mind went blank.
Yan Yuchen's eyes glowed scarlet, and his chest was filled with bursting anger. He grabbed his hair with both hands, raised his hard knees, and hit his head fiercely again!
The middle-aged man's face was covered with blood, and he looked ferocious and miserable. He wanted to resist, but he couldn't muster any strength.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Yan Yuchen's movements were still violent and ferocious. His face was pale, and his breathing was rapid, but he was full of frightening anger.
Then he grabbed the middle-aged man's head, punched him in the blood-red eyes, and then kicked him hard to the ground!
The middle-aged man was crawling on the ground, dripping with blood, and looking miserable. His whole body was shaking in pain, his eyes were red and swollen, and he could no longer say a word.
At this time, the bus stopped at the station, and the back door opened, but everyone in the bus stood stunned. No one thought of getting off the bus, but the people who had just gotten on the bus immediately screamed and covered their mouths in horror.
Just when the middle-aged man was about to open his mouth full of blood and cry for help, Yan Yuchen grabbed his hair, lifted his upper body up, and dragged him to the back door like a dead dog, and then kicked him out of the bis, scaring the girls waiting for the bus to scream.
There was a faint smell of blood in the bus, and a pool of scarlet blood was left on the ground, which was shocking.
There was a large area of empty seats in the middle, but no one dared to sit on it. The people who had just sat in the seats were now crowding in the distance with frightened faces and did not dare to go back.
Yan Yuchen walked over with red eyes and sat down in his seat, his chest heaving violently and his body trembling slightly.
He stretched out his hand, pulled the pale-faced little girl to sit on his lap, and hugged her tightly with his arms.
It's like hugging the whole world.