Ever since he knew he was in the hospital, he had come by car and stayed outside.

He always thought that he could forget, after all, he was also a man who gave up love because of career and hatred.

But during this period of time, he knew that he was wrong, no matter how much he told himself that he should give up, but he couldn't be an outsider, watching his beloved woman being held in the arms of other men, and smiling so happily.

He couldn't.

But he can't be light, he can't be full of indifference, what can he do, than he can't bear her laughing in the arms of other men, he can't bear her hostile eyes.

He will never forget that the time after she woke up, the gaze that fell on him was infatuated and dependent.

If he had chosen another path at the beginning, away from Su Ya and Su Wencheng, and left with her who had lost her memory, to Lu Yanchen and Time, would everything be different?

Watching Shang Mo and Mo Feifei and his party leave, Chang Xiaoyang rubbed his temples, he also drove the car, and subconsciously followed.

After the car got on the highway, the speed became faster and faster.

Chang Xiaoyang, who has not rested for two days and two nights, is really not suitable for driving at the moment.

When his car and a dirt truck were about to collide, he didn't know how it happened, and he even forgot that he should apply the brakes, and just subconsciously turned the steering wheel.

The car broke through the guardrail of the highway and crashed into the mountain, breaking the trees and crushing on the car, making a loud noise.

When Chang Xiaoyang woke up again, he found that he didn't feel any discomfort in the rest of his body except for a little headache.

He sat up from the bed and sighed that he was really fatal.

But then, he realized that something was wrong, and he didn't seem to be in the hospital, but in a familiar medicine room.

This medicine room is a villa in Kyoto, and the medicine he used on Mo Feifei's body back then was all dispensed here, strange, how could he be here.

He took another look at the clothes on his body, the doctor's white hexagram, but he hadn't worn such clothes for a long time, what the hell was going on?

Chang Xiaoyang walked out of the house puzzled, turned his head and saw the room where Mo Feifei slept in the future, and he subconsciously walked over.

Pushing open the door and seeing the girl lying on the bed, he was stunned, and blurted out unsurely: "Feifei? ”

The girl looked at him with confused eyes, as if asking who it was? He smiled slightly and pointed to himself, as if to say, is it me?

Chang Xiaoyang stared at her face in shock, taking a closer look at the smile on her face.

Young and simple, although faint, it is extremely trusting and dependent, and even has a smile of infatuation.

What's going on? He looked around, and there was no mistake, it was indeed a villa in Kyoto, a place where he and Mo Feifei had lived together.

Chang Xiaoyang's body trembled violently.

This is what he has fantasized about countless ifs, if he goes back in time......

At this moment, is he really back in the past?

Or is he dreaming?

Will it be time to open your eyes again, and everything will go back to the original.

"You...... How...... What...... Finish? Probably frightened by his weirdness, she spoke to him, her voice was hoarse, and every word was laborious, but the concern was real.

Chang Xiaoyang stared at him tightly, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, and gently reached out to caress her face......

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PS: Chang Xiaoyang is not reborn, you will know the answer when you look back.