My whole family is the protagonist, and I am the only cannon fodder!

It actually sounds like a somewhat confusing and incoherent sentence, and it seems particularly absurd at this moment.

However, Xie Huinian also remained silent. He just walked towards Lu Zaozao step by step, getting closer and closer, until he could smell the very faint smell of blood.

"Go to the hospital."

Lu Zao Zao looked at him like this, his expression somewhat calm, "Why do you say that?"

"Isn't your wrist hurting?"

"Why aren't you surprised at all?" And it was easy to guess that a normal person's first reaction would be surprise or a feeling of absurdity. After waiting for three seconds, he still didn't get a response from the other party. Lu had gotten used to it and could even look at him calmly.

She quickly said in a more determined tone: "You remember me."

Xie Huinian was indifferent, as if he didn't understand what Lu Zaozao said, so he didn't bother to give any response. In the very quiet space, Deng Deng kept circling around the two of them, and then called out in complaint.

Xie Huinian squatted down, picked up Deng Deng from the ground, gently touched the skin around its eyes, and commented vaguely, "You've lost weight."

"That ring is a test, right?"

Was he testing her to see if she was also reborn and still remembered her past life? Or was he testing her to see if she still had those burning, turbulent, and unspeakable feelings for Xie Huinian? And then he would mercilessly pierce her fantasy and warn her that all her emotions would end up like that ring thrown in the trash?

"It's just a gift."

There was such a coincidental gift in the world, a very twisted and ugly ring that was exactly the same as the one she had made before.

"Really? So why don't you contradict what I said before."

Lu Zaozao said this indifferently, but his eyes were fixed on Xie Huinian - you remember me, a classmate you didn't know well. Maybe it was because she was the daughter of the Lu family, so there would be a sensation after her death. Knowing that an ordinary high school female classmate died so suddenly at such a young age should deepen everyone's impression.

Perhaps you may also remember the appointment you were unable to keep, the ring you threw away, and the inexplicable words left at the graduation party.

It is also possible that I have forgotten everything and just can remember the name.

"You also have the same memories as me, right? In a very distant past life. Sometimes I even feel that everything in the past is just my imagination, whether it's death or rebirth back to the day when I was fifteen years old."

The truth is revealed, everything is laid out and exposed thoroughly, the disguise covering it is torn off by power, leaving only the naked facts - but perhaps it is only a very small part of it.

After all, a corner of the glacier is left under the sea, and the things that cannot be seen are more numerous, larger, and more magnificent.

Xie Huinian stopped stroking and so on, his lips were tightly clenched, and then he squeezed out a few words from his throat with some difficulty, "More than you."

Whether it was the previous life or this life, after all, the memories he had were many years longer than Lu Zaozao's, longer and more painful.

"That's right." Lu Zao Zao smiled somewhat dazedly, "After all, you have lived much longer than me."

It was an unintentional but true statement, but Xie Huinian felt as if he was burned by fire. His palms curled up unconsciously, mixed with emotions that were difficult to distinguish easily, but soon, it was suppressed within a second without anyone noticing.

It was so brief that one could mistake it for a trance illusion.

Not in this life, at least he can ensure this one thing and that is enough, the others may be important, but not that important - Xie Huinian thought so indifferently and earnestly in the moment of distraction.

The tip of his nose still lingered with the faint smell of blood, or maybe there wasn't any, but Xie Huinian was just paying too much attention to it, so he reminded the other party again in a cold voice, "Go to the hospital, I'll be with..."

Before he could finish the second half of his sentence, Xie Huinian's expression froze, and he swallowed his Adam's apple uncomfortably, then he said calmly, "I'm taking Deng Deng home first, I won't see you off."

Lu nodded early. Her original purpose was to find someone to send Deng Deng to Xie Huinian, and then go to the hospital alone. Now it was just simplified.

I watched the slender figure walking farther and farther away until it turned into a black dot disappearing in the thick night, but the bloody smell did not fade away. Instead, it became heavier and heavier, rushing straight into my lungs and mouth.

Xie Huinian put Deng Deng back on the ground gently, his face still calm, no one could tell anything was wrong, he just walked towards the washbasin in the bathroom with a light step.

He bent down, breathing heavily, and the sticky fishy smell in his mouth rushed up from his throat. Then Xie Huinian vomited a large mouthful of blood uncontrollably.

The dim light made Xie Huinian's pale face look like a ghost. Xie Huinian raised his head and looked at the blood hanging from the corner of his mouth in the mirror. He wiped it clean with water and wiped away a drop of water on his chin with his finger.

Xie Huinian placed his hands on the marble countertop and poured a handful of water down his throat to cushion the nausea caused by the strong smell of blood rising in his lungs. However, it was of little use as he soon gushed out a second mouthful of blood, which splashed all over the sink.

If someone came in now, they might think this was the first scene of a murder.

Fortunately there was no one.

However, Xie Huinian himself didn't care much. The car accident many years ago that was enough to make a person collapse and leave his legs disabled had insignificant impact on him, let alone now.

But the smell of blood really disgusted him, because he could easily empathize with another person's experience and state of mind.

Xie Huinian put his hand on his pants and felt the edge of a hard, square box. Fortunately, he brought cigarettes with him, and he actually felt a little lucky.

Xie Huinian took out his cigarette box and pulled out a cigarette. The sound of the gears creaking and grinding lit the cigarette. The smoke was misty and blurred his entire face for a moment. The strong smell of nicotine instantly mixed with the lingering smell of blood. A long time ago, I particularly hated the smell of nicotine, but later I got used to it and found it difficult to quit - it was really a long time.

It was so long that, as Lu Zaozao had just said, he thought that everything was just his imagination, but he knew very clearly and absolutely that everything was real.

It is precisely because everything is real that all the pain, suffering, and illness seem so insignificant, even to the point where we should be grateful for them.

Because that was what he asked for.