Dreams change rapidly.

When a child grows up, he becomes a boy or a teenager. The gossip of relatives and friends kept ringing in his ears.

“…… You're a little better and a little nicer to a dog, you know? You listen to him, he likes you, and he gives you a little more. You know? ”

“…… I'm your real father, remember? If you didn't have me, where would you come from, kid? ”

“…… Mom didn't want to. But you follow Ah Gou, you have money. Look at the hobby classes you are taking now, what you wear and eat...... If you don't give it to a dog, we don't give it up, you have to live a hard life with us. ”

“…… Why is your dad so old? Is he your own father? It doesn't look like it. ”

“…… What exactly is your name? Why do you call you Xiao Ying at home? Call you Shen Rong again in a while? ”

“…… Shen Rong, are you lying to me? None of you have a word of truth about your art! Pseudonym? Bah! Are you married and have children elsewhere? ”

“…… Xiao Ying is my son, why can't you go with me? Shen Ankang is dead! The funeral is over, and he has broken the pot for him, what else? ”

“…… What a Xiao win! He should be from our Guan family! ”

“…… We've raised him for so many years, we've spent so much money on him, oh, you guys want to come and pick peaches now? ”

“…… Xiao Ying, son! Say it yourself! Do you recognize our parents and parents? ”

……

The cacophony was gone.

The surroundings fell silent, and the chaotic images vanished into a whole field of pale color.

The smell of disinfectant water in the hospital is very pungent.

The light of the incandescent lamps and the voices of family members, patients, and medical staff outside the door are all headaches.

I saw the man lying on the bed.

It's the man I just saw. He was even more emaciated, his whole body was almost humanoid, his cheeks were sunken, and his eyes were protruding. He was wearing an oxygen mask and had a lot of tubes in his body.

His eyes were wide open as he stared at the man beside the bed.

The man looked like he was twenty or thirty years old, and he also looked haggard, with a lot of gray hair on his head.

As if sensing that the other party had something to say, he got up and leaned in and took off the other's respirator.

"I'm going to die......" the man's voice was hoarse.

"Dad, don't worry, it's okay. The doctor said that you had a successful operation and that you are recovering well. You just need to take care of ......," Xiao Ying, who I possessed, patiently comforted.

"Huh...... You don't lie to me......" Shen Ankang sneered, his expression was exactly the same as when he succeeded Xiao Ying, "I know I'm going to die......"

Xiao Ying didn't speak.

"You thought I was dead...... Shen Ankang gasped twice, and his voice was very soft, "I thought I was dead, and the Shen family's things would fall into your hands...... It's in your hands, and it's in the hands of my sister...... Hehe......"

Xiao Ying looked at Shen Ankang expressionlessly.

"You ...... You're dreaming! Dream! Shen Ankang's face suddenly flashed ruthlessly, "Don't think about it!" It's useless! I didn't even get my hands on it! You're not my species! You are not the species of the Shen family, you have no chance in your life! Our Shen family has no chance! Hahahaha...... cough cough cough ......"

Shen Ankang's madness and hatred are no different from the Xiao Ying I saw in the video.

The madness and heartfelt hatred under the despair were not hidden.

He was really full of hatred, and there was only hatred left.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" Shen Ankang coughed violently.

Xiao Ying stood next to him, motionless, did not leave, and did not take care of Shen Ankang. He didn't even think about anything, his brain was empty, and he was indifferent to all this.

When Shen Ankang gasped, his emotions seemed to have calmed down.

"I'll name you Shen Rong...... ...... shouldn't have been called this name," Shen Ankang said with difficulty, "In our family, there are no children called 'Rong', they can't be called 'Rong', only the master can be called 'Rong'...... Mr. Yung...... Old Ancestor Rong ......"

Xiao Ying seemed to be a little impatient, "Dad, don't think about it, take a good rest." ”

"Master Rong has always been in our house...... I'm going to see Master Rong...... He's down there...... I'm going to tell him that the Shen family has lost their children and grandchildren, and he can't come up, and he can't be reincarnated......" Shen Ankang said to himself.

My heart shook.

“…… His things, the treasures he hid, no one knew......" Shen Ankang looked at Xiao Ying, "They still think it's something...... Hehe...... No, it's Master Rong. As long as the Shen family's bloodline is still there, Master Rong can be reincarnated...... Hundreds of lifetimes, hundreds of thousands of years of accumulation...... Hehe...... Hehehe......"

It was as if I had been struck by a thunderbolt.

What Shen Ankang said was too unexpected. But when I think about it, this seems to be a reasonable thing again.

Reincarnation will carry the imprint of the previous life. Although most people don't remember the events of their previous lives, some people do.

In addition, the world is deteriorating, and God is acting crazy and undisciplined. If a soul finds a loophole in the reincarnation procedure, or buys off a ghost or something, he can enter reincarnation with his memory. This starting point is not ordinarily high. Rather than being reborn, traveling through it, and starting a new life with decades of memories and knowledge, such a reincarnation can bring with it the wealth accumulated in previous lives.

A treasure spot, an anonymous bank account, an old house that has been passed down from the family......

If the price of all this is just the bloodline of that Shen Xiaorong Zhizhi reincarnated into the Shen family, this is really a million benefits.

He also let his family children know about it......

I've believed my own guesses and feel like that's the only truth.

But when I look at Xiao Ying, he obviously doesn't believe in this. He didn't believe what Shen Ankang said at all. He felt that Shen Ankang's brain was broken, and he actually made up such a story.

"Dad, you can rest well." Xiao Ying said.

Shen Ankang stared at him and let him put himself back on the respirator. He gave a wry smile and didn't say anything more.

Shen Ankang died that night, and when he died, it was very painful, it should be a cerebral infarction or something, he seemed to be paralyzed, incontinent, and the pain made the whole person convuls.

Xiao Ying watched the doctors and nurses rescue him, but he still didn't have much emotion.

Shen Ankang's wives arrived soon. Xiao Ying's biological parents, as well as his grandmother, Shen Ankang's younger sister, also arrived.

A group of people cried, and after two sounds, they all caught Xiao Ying.

Quarrels, fights......

The surrounding scene is chaotic again.

Dreams flew by.

It seems that in order to avoid these troubles, Xiao Ying chose to go abroad.

Shen Ankang did not leave an inheritance, and he did not have the wealth or treasures that everyone imagined in his name. Those people's scramble for Xiao Ying gradually turned into suspicion of Xiao Ying. Even if Xiao Ying went abroad, they would not let go.

Xiao Ying hid in a cramped rental house, smearing on mottled canvases with cheap brushes and paints.

He was troubled by such a distorted blood relationship, and also troubled by his current poverty and poverty.

There was a sudden throbbing pain in his head, Xiao Ying let go of his hand, and the brush dragged a red line on the canvas and fell to the ground.

I saw the image that suddenly poured into Xiao Ying's head.

It is a secluded forest with dense trees that shade the sky and the sun. Under the tree, there were several people standing, too blurry for people to see their appearances clearly. I could only feel that they were staring at Xiao Ying's kind of cold gaze like the woods.

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