After a tragic death and rebirth, the scumbag tore Bai Yueguang apart for me

I don’t know why, but after becoming Anna, I always dream and then wake up.

It’s the same now. I clearly saw Huo Yan walking towards me, and now I’m lying on the bed again.

An Feng was anxiously talking to his family doctor: "Why is the situation so recurring? How many times has he fainted?"

"What's the problem?"

After his rebirth, I almost never saw An Feng lose his temper. This was the first time I saw An Feng so anxious.

I touched my forehead and it was very cold. It seemed that I had just sweated a lot.

"Nana, are you awake?"

An Feng was so anxious that he was about to cry. He turned his head and wiped his tears secretly.

"When Huo Yan brought you back, I was almost scared. You were talking nonsense, saying that you didn't want to take your soul away. You are Anna, not Yu Xinghe."

An Feng’s words left me a little confused.

Who am I...

"Then who did Huo Yan say I was?"

An Feng was stunned for a moment and cursed at the family doctor: "Is this what you said is fine? He is about to lose his memory!"

The family doctor almost fell to his knees.

"Huo Yan said that no matter who you are, he will not change."

An Feng’s words made my heart skip a beat. What did he mean when he said that it would not change?

I could feel my face turning pale.

"Dad, let's go on a trip around the world, okay? Don't tell anyone where we are."

I want to leave, but if I don't, what if Huo Yan sucks my soul away...

"Nana, you used to hate going out." An Feng looked at the family doctor hesitantly, and the family doctor shook his head: "Miss Nana may have been stimulated by something. Changing the environment and lifestyle will help her recover."

As soon as the doctor finished speaking, An Feng ordered: "Pack your luggage and leave now."

As expected, I am loved in this life. I hugged An Feng and said coquettishly, "Thank you, Dad."

We have to leave quickly, otherwise Huo Yan will find out.

When leaving, An Feng asked his private plane to take another route.

Then we got a cruise ship and set off by sea.

But I kept having a fever, and the doctor tried many methods. I was so drowsy that I didn't know where the ship had docked.

An Feng became very worried. His beard was untidy and his hair became very messy.

Then he thought I wasn't awake yet and answered a phone call.

"I told you, she's my Nana, I won't allow it!"

He hung up the phone. I don’t know who he was talking to, but I could see that An Feng was in pain.

Turning around and seeing that I was awake, he trotted over and said, "Nana, do you feel better?"

I nodded, and I almost doubted whether my soul had been sucked away by Huo Yan.

But if I say it out loud, people might think it’s too weird and no one would believe it.

"Dad, is it Huo Yan calling?"

An Feng didn't look at me, but just said "no" softly.

But I understand, that's it.

"Go ashore for a few days, and a new doctor will come to the hotel to see you."

When he said this, An Feng felt a little guilty. He stood up and secretly wiped his tears, then turned back and covered me with a blanket.

When I woke up again, I was no longer on the boat.

Instead, he was in a ward full of instruments. An Feng was not there, only cold instruments.

I wanted to struggle, but found that my hands and feet were handcuffed with cold stainless steel and I couldn't move.

"dad....."

I exclaimed.

No one answered me.

"Huo Yan, is it you... don't hurt me."

I'm almost going schizophrenic from the torture of my past and present life.

"Huo Yan, I know that what you want is the union of Yu Xinghe's soul and body, but have you thought about it? In these three lives, you have forced so many people to live. I would rather die in the sea of ​​fire in the first life than to look for the truth, let alone have a child with you or have anything to do with you."

I thought that if I stimulated him like this, he would appear, but still only my own voice echoed.

Nothing at all.

"Huo Yan, if you fail this time, and I am still in Anna's body, will you let me be reborn again? I'm tired."

"Or if I remember the unhappy memories of this life, even if I am reborn, will I commit suicide again and again? I can't live anymore."

I can't see the end of my life.

As he said this, the door opened.

The person who came in was not Huo Yan, but An Feng.

He took out his handkerchief and wiped my tears.

"Nana, the doctor said you might have mental problems. I didn't expect it to be so serious. When was there any rebirth? In this life or the past, there has never been any. It has always been Anna. There is no one else. Huo Yan doesn't want to kill you."

An Feng’s words made me even more confused.

So are all my past memories really false?

Is there something wrong with my mind?

I was only eighteen then.

How can I live with these scattered memories?

"Dad, I'm so tired. I want to sleep."

I don’t know if it was the effect of the instrument, but I fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long it took...

I woke up to the sound of laughter.

When I opened my eyes, I saw an international bed, magnificent decorations, classical European architecture, and An Feng beside me.

Then I tried to remember who I was.

All I saw in my long memory was that I was Anna, An Feng’s only daughter. My life was smooth sailing and I was the apple of his eye. My fiancé was called Cyril.

My memory was wiped clean.

I don’t know why I feel like my memory has been wiped clean.

But my body felt unusually relaxed.

"Nana, today is your eighteenth birthday. Do you have any birthday wishes?"

An Feng came in holding a bunch of purple hydrangeas and placed them on the bedside for me: "You like purple the best."

Purple?

My favorite color is purple?

It seems so.

"Hydrangeas, your favorite."

Hydrangea?

My favorite flower? Hydrangea?

It seems so?

"Dad, I want to look in the mirror."

I want to see what my face looks like.

But what I saw seemed right and wrong at the same time.

"Dad, is this what I look like?" I pointed at my fair face and then looked at the small teardrop mole at the corner of my eye.

Is it really me?

"very nice."

"Today, the Queen of Continental Country has prepared a birthday party for you. She has loved you the most since you were a child and treats you like her own daughter."

An Feng snapped his fingers and the servants pushed a dress carriage and various jewels for me.

There was a royal blue crown among them, and I seemed to remember it and I seemed not to remember it at the same time.

"Like it?"

I nodded, as if I liked it from the bottom of my heart.

"Dad, what's the meaning of this crown?"

"Your mother left it to you."

My mother?

So where is my mother? Who is she? In my memory fragments, it seems that there is no such person.

"My mother must have loved me very much."

If you can't figure out who you are, why bother to worry about it? If everything is a new beginning, wouldn't it be better to let your life become what you like?......