The Rebirth of an Orphan

Sun Xiao knew that his illness was becoming more and more serious. He had been sleeping more and more recently. Every morning when he woke up and found that he was still alive, he felt incredible and sighed to himself, saying that he didn't expect that he would live another day.

"Thank you, Miss," Sun Xiao expressed his gratitude from the bottom of his heart. "Since Miss and I met here and you understand music, we are destined to meet. How about sitting down and drinking tea?"

Zhao Xihua looked at Sun Xiao, who was having difficulty speaking in front of him, and wondered, "Is it fate or hatred?" She bit her lip. She should hate him, otherwise she would not have brought herself to the Sun family, the grave that swallowed her life. Her death and pain were all caused by this sickly man in front of her.

But then I thought that he was also a poor man, and it seemed that I had no reason to hate him.

But if she came into contact with this person, it would definitely bring her trouble. He might suddenly fall ill here, and she couldn't imagine what the Sun family would do to her.

Thinking of this, she declined politely: "Thank you, but I've been out for too long and I'm afraid my family will worry about me. I should go back now. Sorry!"

Sun Xiao couldn't help feeling a little disappointed when he heard what she said. Due to physical reasons, he seldom interacted with outsiders, so he didn't have many friends. Today, he finally met someone who could understand his flute music. He thought he could make a close friend, but he didn't expect that it was just a chance acquaintance and it was just wishful thinking on his part.

But he would not force others. He just smiled awkwardly and said, "Sorry, I am so abrupt. May I know your name, young lady?"

Zhao Xihua was stunned, she didn't expect Sun Xiao to ask her name. Anyway, he would soon know that she would be the wife born to bring him good luck, so it wouldn't matter if she told him now. At least he would know that he had a wife before he passed away, which would give him fewer regrets.

Zhao Xihua was just about to tell Sun Xiao her name: "My, my name is..." Before she could say anything, her eyes were attracted by a cup of water that Sun Xiao was holding up.

The cup is very special and unique. The entire inside and outside of the cup are woven with precious ivy. The craftsmanship is very exquisite. The outside of the cup is also inlaid with pearls and diamonds.

Why does this cup look so familiar? Suddenly, some familiar images in her memory came to her mind, and she connected them together without any prior agreement.

"Sun Xiao, where did this cup come from?" Zhao Xihua's voice was hurried and her eyes were cold, which made Sun Xiao shiver unconsciously. How could this gentle and lovely girl suddenly become vaguely murderous, which made people feel a little uneasy.

"Hurry up and tell me!" Sun Xiao looked at Zhao Xihua who was getting anxious in front of him. It turned out that this girl knew him. How did he know?

He quickly said, "Don't worry, I'll tell you, this is what my grandma gave me, is there any problem?"

The old lady of the Sun family? Zhao Xihua was a little absent-minded. She slowly sat down. Why is it so strange? When Sun Xiao was still lying in bed in his previous life, the cup had always been placed in their room. After Sun Xiao died, the cup was taken away by the old lady Sun. In order to remember him by the sight of the cup, she also used this cup to drink water and tea every day.

Later, after Mrs. Sun died, Zhao Lingyun looted all of the old lady's belongings, but the only thing she didn't take was this cup. Logically speaking, this cup was so exquisitely crafted, and the pearls and diamonds on the cup must be quite valuable, right?

Zhao Lingyun is such a vicious person and she is also very greedy. If she just disliked the cup because it was used by a dead person, she could have smashed the cup and taken out the pearls and diamonds. But she actually gave the cup to her and said that the cup was the most refreshing and heat-reducing way to soak chrysanthemum water.

Later, after Zhao Xihua drank water from the cup for a while, she felt dizzy, had a headache and felt uncomfortable after drinking water from the cup. She thought there was something wrong with the cup and stopped using it.

Later, her dizziness and headaches never got better, and finally, combined with other illnesses, ended her short life.

Thinking of this, she looked straight at Sun Xiao and said with a trembling voice: "Sun Xiao, I know some Chinese medicine, can I help you take your pulse?"

Without waiting for Sun Xiao to answer, she grabbed his arm tightly, lifted his sleeve, and then took his pulse.

"Excuse me, where have you been feeling unwell recently?" Sun Xiao looked at Zhao Xihua in front of him. He didn't expect that this little girl actually knew medicine. A glimmer of hope briefly flashed through his mind and he couldn't help but smile bitterly. So many famous doctors from all over the country couldn't cure him, so could he still count on this little girl in front of him?

But looking at her serious expression, he softened his heart again. He didn't have long to live anyway, so he might as well cooperate with her for fun.

"I usually feel dizzy and have headaches, feel weak all over, and vomit after eating." Sun Xiao responded seriously.

"Do you still have numbness in your hands and feet, and drooling from the corners of your mouth?" Sun Xiao looked up at the girl in front of him, a look of great disbelief flashing across his eyes.

Zhao Xihua took the patient's pulse and continued, "After a while, he will start to have nightmares every day, lose his appetite, and even have hallucinations. Eventually, he will die of brain death and fall into a long-term coma. Finally, all his organs will gradually fail, until..."

Zhao Xihua's voice paused and she smiled bitterly. What a vicious murder plan, carried out secretly and perfectly, yet there was no flaw at all.

If she had not lived again, perhaps this injustice would have been buried in the dust, and would have been gone without anyone knowing about it.

It seems that Sun Xiao, Old Lady Sun and even her previous life all died in the same thing, but the murderer cleverly killed both the grandfather and grandson of the Sun family. Unexpectedly, Zhao Lingyun, who knew the truth, also used this method on herself.

But this cup was given by Old Lady Sun, who loved her eldest grandson the most. The old lady would definitely not harm Sun Xiao. It seemed that he had to find a way to find the answer.

But Zhao Xihua also knew that she couldn't tell Sun Xiao about her rebirth, and she couldn't tell him the truth right away if there was something wrong with the cup. A bold idea came to her mind.

Now everyone thought that Sun Xiao was going to die, so the Zhao family wanted to marry her to the Sun family, thinking that she was the most suitable person to be a widow in the end. But what if Sun Xiao didn't die? Would this marriage still exist?

"Miss, have you figured out anything?" Looking at Zhao Xihua's pale face, Sun Xiao became a little worried.

Zhao Xihua calmed down and quickly collected her thoughts. She looked at Sun Xiao and said, "Sun Xiao, you should still be saved."

"What? What's wrong with me? No doctor can diagnose my condition." Sun Xiao was surprised.

Zhao Xihua laughed coldly: "Of course the doctor can't diagnose it, because you don't have a disease, you have a poison."

Sun Xiao suddenly froze and felt unwell all over.

After being reborn, Zhao Xihua seemed calmer at this moment. She lowered her voice and said to Sun Xiao, "Sun Xiao, I won't hide it from you. I am the fourth daughter of the Zhao family, and my name is Zhao Xihua."

Zhao Xihua coughed lightly and said, "I want to talk to you about pen simplicity, how about that?"

Sun Xiao's face was filled with surprise, he didn't expect this girl to be so peculiar. Originally, since the girl couldn't describe his illness, he thought she was just a reckless person who made up stories, but now he actually believed her a little more.

Sun Xiao nodded and said, "Then how about the deal?"

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