Lima syndrome

On the rooftop, Bai Zhiyan's neck was tightly grasped by Xu Shiyuan. He was forced back to the outermost railing. The only connection with the ground was this shaking railing. He was like a fish dying from extreme lack of oxygen, his mouth opening and closing in desire for oxygen.

"Bai Zhiyan, it's all because of you! If it weren't for you, I would still be number one. If it weren't for you, my life wouldn't have become so miserable!"

Xu Shiyuan became more and more crazy. He pinched Bai Zhiyan's neck and shook him madly. Bai Zhiyan's face turned red and he almost fainted, but he found it ridiculous to see the crazy look of the man in front of him. He endured great pain and responded to him word by word.

"Your misery... cough cough cough, it was destined from the moment you were born..."

"Shut up! Shut up!"

"You yourself... you actually know it, right? Ahem - even without me... can you live like a human being?"

"I told you to shut up!"

After hearing his words, Xu Shiyuan's eyes were red with anger, and he gradually increased the strength of his hands. Bai Zhiyan felt dizzy and his eyes kept rolling up.

His brain began to play a revolving kaleidoscope of memories. The funny thing was that there was nothing worth remembering in Bai Zhiyan's short life. A series of painful memories that had happened since he came to Silver Star University began to flash before his eyes. Every scene was filled with violence and blood.

He was beaten until his bones were broken, he was pushed into a mop bucket and choked with water, he was put in a pet dog collar, and he was beaten until he almost fainted and foamed at the mouth.

The self in my memories is so miserable and miserable.

He felt like he was about to die, and in a trance he listened to Xu Shiyuan venting his hatred.

"Bai Zhiyan, go to hell!"

As Xu Shiyuan roared, he felt his body rising into the air, followed by the feeling of weightlessness of falling.

Can death bring relief? Who are the truly miserable people?

This was the last question he thought of before falling.

He might never get an answer.

"No, let me go! Don't—"

Bai Zhiyan woke up from a nightmare. His clothes and hair were soaked with sweat and stuck to his skin, outlining his malnourished body. His pale skin looked sickly pale in the moonlight.

He had a nightmare again. The scene of Xu Shiyuan pushing him off the rooftop appeared in his dreams almost every day. Every time, Bai Zhiyan thought he was dying again.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and after calming down, he walked to the bathroom to take a shower.

The bathroom was filled with steam, and he couldn't help but look at his face in the mirror. His hair was disheveled, his face was pale, his eyes were dark and his lips were covered with dead skin due to dryness and cracking. He now looked more like a dead tuberculosis patient.

A sharp pain in his arm caught his attention. He raised his arm and took a look. Blood gushed out. Bai Zhiyan didn't even frown and let the blood flow freely.

He sighed, and after cleaning, he took out the medicine box from the drawer of the bedside cabinet as usual, and skillfully bandaged his arm which was bleeding due to the wound caused by the constant struggling in the nightmare. He had experienced this kind of thing too many times in his previous life, and it was already a common occurrence for him.

His eyes gradually lost focus as he looked at the bandaged wounds. These wounds were caused by himself when he was having a nightmare. However, these tiny wounds were nothing compared to the damage caused to him by those beasts.

Today is the tenth day since Bai Zhiyan was reborn. In his previous life, he died due to school bullying and family inheritance disputes. He doesn't know why he was reborn, but he knows that this rebirth is his chance to take revenge on those evil people.

Perhaps he was afraid deep down in his heart that he would forget the crimes they committed against him in his previous life, so every time he was awakened by a nightmare, he would find wounds on his arms. This pain could keep him awake, and only by clearly remembering this unforgettable pain could he make himself ruthless enough, and he would avenge all the injuries he had suffered before without leaving any trace.

He picked up his phone and looked at the date on it. It was August 8th. Tomorrow was the day his biological father would come to pick him up and take him back to his so-called home.

Bai Zhiyan's biological father is the chairman of the Rijiang Group, which is one of the most famous companies in Country H. In his previous life, he would never have dreamed that he would be the youngest son of a chaebol family. His mother only told him when he was a child that his father had passed away before he was born. It was not until his mother died that she told him the truth and said that she had contacted his biological father, Bai Zhengren.

What else his mother said...

"Zhiyan... Mommy is sorry for you. I wanted to hide the truth for the rest of my life, but I am more afraid that after I am gone, there will be no one to take care of you..."

The mother who was receiving treatment in the hospital had already become emaciated due to illness. She thought that her last decision before her death was to help Bai Zhiyan, but entering the Bai family was the beginning of Zhiyan's unfortunate life.

He sat on the bed and wrapped his arms around his knees, just as his mother had once hugged him.

"I don't need this kind of help at all, nor do I need those hypocritical family members. Mom, I only want you. I miss you so much..."

He curled up like a wounded animal, looking fragile and weak, but if you tried to get close to him, he would raise his sharp claws and be ready to attack at any time.

"Ding ding ding ding——"

Bai Zhiyan's cell phone rang. It was the alarm he set. He picked up the phone and turned off the alarm. Now the time on the phone's desktop had changed.

March 8 26:00

His revenge has officially begun.

In his previous life, Bai Zhengren did not personally come to the semi-basement where Bai Zhiyan and his mother depended on each other. In his eyes, Bai Zhiyan was just the product of an insignificant relationship. If his mother had not really coveted his power and status, he would probably not have lived to this day. Therefore, his mother only dared to tell the truth after his death.

After Bai Zhengren's mother told him the truth, she sent someone to do a DNA test. After confirming that it was correct, they decided to take him back to the Bai family. However, there was no need to treat such a person who could not be seen in the light well, so he just sent a driver to pick him up, and it was the same in this life.

Zhiyan calculated the time and realized that the driver would arrive in about ten minutes. He packed his things, but after packing, he realized that the things he wanted to take away could not even fill up a suitcase.

Bai Zhengren would not treat him badly in terms of material things, so Bai Zhiyan brought almost no clothes. He only had a red scarf knitted by his mother with his name engraved on it. It was his most precious thing.

His mother's eyesight has always been poor. In order to complete this scarf, her hands were pricked by the knitting needles countless times. It took her two months to knit it for him.

He gently stroked the scarf and pressed his face against it, trying to find the scent of his mother left on it.

"Boom boom boom——"

There was a knock on the door.

"Excuse me, is this Bai Zhiyan's home?"

Bai Zhengren’s men are here.

Bai Zhiyan folded the scarf and put it back into the suitcase, then suppressed all his emotions and opened the door for the man.

"Hello, I'm Driver Zhou who contacted you before. I'm glad to meet you. Today is--"

"No need to say more, I will go with you."

Bai Zhiyan interrupted Driver Zhou in a decisive tone. There was no need for him to waste time with him here since they would have to leave in the end anyway.

In his previous life, he cried and didn't want to leave the place where he and his mother shared memories, so he delayed for a long time, which made the driver very embarrassed. He called Bai Zhengren several times to report the situation. Then he was severely scolded by Bai Zhengren and almost fired.

On the way back, Bai Zhiyan wanted to know about the situation of the Bai family, but the driver was angry because he was scolded, so he didn't tell him anything.

After entering the Bai family, he was ridiculed by Bai Zhengren because of this incident.

"As my son, do you want to live in that poor, shabby house for the rest of your life?"

Bai Zhengren's cold words and contemptuous look lingered in Bai Zhiyan's mind for a long time.

I think I was too ignorant in my previous life. Why should I make things difficult for driver Zhou, a worker?

As the memories ended, Bai Zhiyan looked around. This was the only place for him and his mother to stay in this city. Even though it was a basement with only faint sunlight coming in, and even though it was a shabby house with walls covered with moss and mold, this place was filled with beautiful memories of him and his mother and was his most precious treasure.

Bai Zhiyan withdrew his gaze, he was afraid that if he looked at it one more time, he would be reluctant to leave here again.

"Let's go."

Driver Zhou didn't know the temper of the "young master" in front of him, so he didn't dare to say anything more. He just tactfully reached out to help carry the suitcase.

Walking outside, the dazzling midday sun poured down generously on Bai Zhiyan. He stretched his stiff limbs. This was his second time going out since his rebirth. The first time was when he went to Feng'an Hall to visit his mother.

He rubbed his eyes, somewhat uncomfortable with the glaring light.

Driver Zhou quickly opened an umbrella to shade him from the sun when he saw this.

After Bai Zhiyan and driver Zhou got in the car, they were silent. Zhiyan was the first to break the silence.

"I'm very grateful to you, Driver Zhou, for helping me carry my suitcase and holding an umbrella for me."

Driver Zhou was flattered by Bai Zhiyan's humility and courtesy. He had worked for these so-called rich people for so long, and this was the first time someone said "thank you" to him.

"Master Zhiyan, you are too polite. This is what I should do."

The chaebols believe that apart from people whose status matches their own, the rest are ants at the bottom of this society that cannot be on the stage.

Not to mention thanking me, it seemed like it was a great blessing for them to just say a few more words to me.

After hearing this, Bai Zhiyan didn't say much, but just nodded in response.

"Okay, then please take care of me in the future."

In fact, Driver Zhou was shocked when he just entered Bai Zhiyan's house. Although he was also a worker in the lower class of society, it was the first time he had seen such a small and dilapidated basement in all his years.

I don’t know if it’s because he’s used to being bossed around, but looking at Bai Zhiyan’s cold but slightly childish face, I suddenly thought of my own child, who is about the same age but can live and grow up normally in the sun. I wonder how much grievance this young master has endured over the years.

Thinking of this, Driver Zhou actually felt a sense of pity. Thinking of the conversation just now, he felt that this young master was very polite and should not be an arrogant person, so he bravely tried to talk to him.

"Master Zhiyan, President Bai has a daughter and a son at home, both of whom are older than you."

After saying that, he quietly looked up at the rearview mirror and observed Bai Zhiyan's expression.

Bai Zhiyan was a little surprised that he would take the initiative to say these to him, but he already knew what he said.

"Thank you for talking to me about this."

Driver Zhou's face flushed. When he heard Bai Zhiyan speaking honorifics to him, his impression of this young master improved a bit.

"Miss Jiying has married and no longer lives in the family. Master Jitai is still living with the president. Master Zhiyan will see him in a while, but..."

Driver Zhou paused, as if he was pondering over his words.

"It's just that Master Jitai's personality is not easy to get along with. Master Zhiyan, you have to be careful."

"Okay, I know."

He knew better than anyone how bad Bai Jitai's character was. After all, it was he who pulled out his own oxygen tube in his previous life, sending himself into hell.