Searching for Treasures in the Clouds

A week later, Yunjixing was euthanized by injection as planned.

He had no wife, no children, no father, no mother, and he had relatives but none of them were close to him. Therefore, he divided his property into two halves and left them to Jiang Zaizhou and Yu Ru's parents respectively through legal procedures.

Generally speaking, one will lose consciousness very quickly after an injection of euthanasia. Strangely, while he was lying on the hospital bed waiting to die, he clearly heard someone talking to him.

The voice was rich and clear, and it spoke to him in a loving tone, "Yunjixing, considering the deep love between you and your wife, you and your father and mother have been good people for five generations, and your true heart has not changed, and your sincerity is firm. Now God has decided to give you another chance in life and let you be reborn. Take it well."

The voice gradually became quieter when it came to the last few words, and those words seemed to float away into the distance.

When Yun Jixing heard these words, he laughed at himself and wondered if he had gone hysterical by thinking about Yu Ru. If he could live his life over again, there wouldn't be so many regrets and sufferings in the world.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt that he was still conscious even though he should have died. He slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was not the ceiling and bed of the hospital, but a room with elegant and luxurious furnishings and antique style.

He suddenly sat up from the bed, which frightened him. He thought to himself that maybe he didn't die, but was transferred to some other place. He immediately got out of bed, put on the slippers on the floor, opened the door and walked out. The further he walked, the more familiar he felt this place was, and his nose couldn't help but feel sour, because this place looked like the house he lived in before he was seventeen years old.

As he walked, he approached the small hall on the second floor. He heard voices from a man and a woman, and they sounded very familiar. He slowly walked into the hall, and the scene inside shocked him beyond words. He actually saw his father and mother, both of whom looked very young and healthy. They were sitting on a carved Kirin armchair and talking.

He walked to a position not far from them and stopped, looking at them blankly.

His mother Chi Qinghuai noticed him immediately. Seeing him standing there in a daze, she stepped forward and asked, "Xingxing, why did you get up so late today? What did you do last night?"

Star……

Only his parents called him that, and the person in front of him really looked exactly like his mother. What was going on?

Yun Jixing was so anxious that his breathing became rapid.

Seeing her son standing there without saying anything, Chi Qinghuai felt a little strange. She waved at Yunjixing, "Xingxing, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Yun Jixing stared at Chi Qinghuai for a while, then strode forward and hugged her, unable to hold back his tears, "Mom..."

No matter whether what was in front of him was real or fake, or whether he was suffering from schizophrenia and hallucinations or something else, he didn't want to care about it. He only knew that the person in front of him was his mother whom he hadn't seen for many years.

"Oh, Xingxing, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?" Chi Qinghuai was confused by his action, but subconsciously hugged his son back with his hands.

Seeing his son like this, Yun Bianzhi stood up from the sofa and walked to Yun Jixing. Seeing his son so sad, he was also a little surprised, "Xingxing, what's wrong?"

Yun Jixing just cried and didn't answer him. After crying for a while, he raised his head and kissed Chi Qinghuai's face, then took Yun Bianzhi into his arms, "Dad..."

"I'm here, Xingxing, don't just cry, tell mom and dad if you have anything to say."

Yun Jixing shook his head and kissed Yun Bianzhi's face again, "Dad, Mom, I really miss you."

When the couple heard this, they were instantly happy.

Chi Qinghuai said cheerfully, "Xingxing, why did you suddenly become so cheesy? Since you turned seventeen, your father and I have rarely heard you talk like this. Why did you suddenly say you missed us today? Aren't we always together?"

Seventeen years old. These words made Yun Jixing's body suddenly become a little stiff. He looked at Chi Qinghuai in shock, "Mom, what did you say? I am seventeen years old this year?"

"Yes, how old could you be otherwise? What? You haven't woken up yet? Are you still dreaming?" Chi Qinghuai asked with a smile.

Yun Jixing let go of his parents' hands and took a few steps back in disbelief. He widened his eyes and looked around. He could confirm that this was his home before he was seventeen, and the person in front of him who looked exactly like his mother said he was seventeen now.

So he... went back to the past? But this is too absurd. How is it possible to go back in time? Is he schizophrenic and has symptoms of delusion? Did he make up a beautiful dream for himself? And, he was clearly euthanized by injection, so why was he still standing?

Seeing his son like this, Chi Qinghuai was no longer cheerful, but could not help but worry, "Xingxing, what happened? Don't be like this, you make me so worried."

Yun Bianzhi stepped forward and pulled Yun Jixing, "Xingxing, come here."

Yun Jixing looked at the hand on his wrist and let him pull him away.

The family of three sat down on a rosewood bed inlaid with jade and decorated with cloud and dragon patterns placed in the small hall.

"Xingxing, what happened to you? Can you tell us?" Chi Qinghuai asked first.

"Mom, it's okay, let me think about it."

Yun Jixing sat on the sofa, his mind was empty, he felt that everything in front of him was too unreal. Thinking about it, he slapped himself, and his face suddenly became hot.

Chi Qinghuai grabbed his hand, "Xingxing, why are you hitting yourself?"

Yun Jixing did not answer but asked, "Mom, I am seventeen years old this year?"

"Yes, you are seventeen, but not yet. You won't be seventeen in a few months."

"Mom, what day is today?" Yun Jixing asked blankly.

"It's August 3rd."

"So... am I on summer vacation?"

"Yeah, you silly child, what happened to you today?" Chi Qinghuai touched Yun Jixing's head.

"it's okay no problem……"

Chi Qinghuai and Yun Bianzhi looked at each other with worried expressions. Yun Jixing's dazed look made them not know where to start asking questions.

Yunjixing continued to be in a daze.

He suddenly remembered the words he heard before he died. The voice told him that God had decided to give him another chance in life and asked him to seize it.

So, is he really reborn?

He thought about it and felt that everything was still too incredible. The heavy burden in his mind and the seemingly impossible beauty in front of him made him feel a little dizzy. The more he thought about it, the more his head hurt. The huge dizziness made him lean on Yun Bianzhi's shoulder and close his eyes.

"Xingxing, are you feeling unwell?" Yun Bianzhi patted his son's shoulder.

"Dad, I'm fine. I had a nightmare yesterday and didn't sleep well." Yun Jixing said with his eyes closed.

"Xingxing, do you want to go to the hospital? Or call your family doctor over to give you a quick check-up." Chi Qinghuai said.

"No, I just need to take a rest."

Chi Qinghuai and his wife looked at each other again, feeling that something was wrong with their son.

"Xingxing, why don't you go back to your room and sleep?" Yun Bianzhi said.

Yun Jixing leaned on Yun Bianzhi's shoulder and shook his head, "No, I'm afraid you will be gone when I wake up."

"Xingxing, why do you become like a little kid?" Chi Qinghuai touched Yunjixing's head lovingly.