Don't think of rebirth.

Yao Shali was filled with hatred. She immediately called the police and explained the truth of what had happened.

But even if she is determined not to reconcile, according to the current sentencing standards, Yuan Changqing will only have to serve a few years in prison.

In contrast, her life was completely delayed.

Including her previous novel, after she fell into a coma, Yuan Changqing made a big fuss about the fact that his girlfriend was in a coma. He no longer had the motivation to write and decided to stop writing. Instead, he created a passionate personality on the Internet.

Now that Yao Shali has woken up, there has been a lot of discussion on the Internet, and many people believe in Yao Shali.

But there are also many brainless fans of Yuan Changqing who speak ill of Yao Shali.

To Yao Shali who had just woken up, those words were too sharp, and they made her even doubt whether waking up was a mistake.

Her mental state was getting worse and worse, and at this time, she received a request for a meeting.

She thought the other party was an internet celebrity who was out to take advantage of her, but he kept sending her applications, repeating over and over again that he had no ill intentions.

Yao Shali's family also persuaded her to meet that man.

That person often came to see her when she was in a coma, and would sit beside her and read to her for an hour.

Yao Shali couldn't think of any connection between herself and the other party, but she finally agreed to meet.

"Hello, my name is Yang Yan, and I'm an internet anchor." The woman sitting next to her bed had short, flamboyant pink hair, and the ward looked a lot brighter.

"What do you want from me?" Yao Shali looked unhappy.

"I am Mingde's student, one year younger than you," Yang Yan said, "Yuan Changqing also pursued me back then."

Yao Shali cast her gaze towards Yang Yan, who simply continued calmly: "According to my later investigation, he also kept in touch with me while he was dating you."

"It can be inferred that you and I are both his targets."

"Then you are really lucky to have escaped." Yao Shali said sarcastically.

Yang Yan just continued: "I know you are in pain now, and I am coming here now, not to encourage you."

"I just want to ask a question."

"Don't you want revenge?"

It was as if a fire ignited in Yao Shali's chest in an instant.

"Of course I do!" She almost roared, "How could that guy have such a good life! He is the murderer who almost killed me! He is the thief who stole my work! He should go to hell!"

"But I'm in this condition now. I don't even know how long it will take to recover. How can I take revenge on him?"

Yang Yan looked at her quietly and said slowly: "You have a weapon that belongs only to you."

"When Yuan Changqing was in high school, he often belittled me, saying that I looked average and chose a career with no future."

"When it was at its worst, I thought about losing weight and getting plastic surgery for him, but before that, your story was exposed, along with his pen name and works."

"I didn't want to read it at first, because he stopped writing for you, and that novel is like a testimony to the love between you and him."

"Given my mood at the time, I could only feel hatred after watching it. I hated why you could win his love."

"But I went to read it in the end, because I liked Yuan Changqing at that time and wanted to know what his novels were like."

Having said that, Yang Yan smiled self-deprecatingly, and then looked seriously into Yao Shali's eyes.

"It was only after I finished reading the unfinished novel that I was sure that it was definitely not a story he could write."

"Do you remember? You had a character with average looks and average body, but a very nice voice."

Yao Shali nodded slowly. Of course she remembered that character, because she wrote it based on a person Yuan Changqing had mentioned.

Yuan Changqing never told her the person's real name. He only said that although she had a nice voice, she looked very ordinary and had no good eyesight.

She was thinking about the supporting role at that time, so she adjusted the character's setting and wrote it into the book.

Yang Yan smiled and said, "When I first saw that character, I thought you knew about the relationship between Yuan Changqing and me, and you deliberately used this character to humiliate me."

"But that's not the case. That character is really great."

Yao Shali did not give her character a beautiful face or an outstanding figure, but instead emphasized that she relied on her voice to bring strength to others.

She can make a passionate declaration to inspire people's fighting spirit, or she can sing a lullaby gently and peacefully to make the wounded forget the pain and fall into a peaceful dream.

She doesn't need to have any advantages in the eyes of others, she just needs to make the most of her own strengths.

She is herself and doesn't need to become someone else.

When Yao Shali created that character, she actually also mixed in some of her expectations for herself, hoping that she could also believe in herself so firmly.

Yang Yan was redeemed by this role, and she realized that she didn't need to care about other people - such as Yuan Changqing's opinions.

"At that moment, I broke free from the cage created by Yuan Changqing." Yang Yan smiled at Yao Shali.

"I've been waiting for you to wake up. Or rather, I believe you will wake up."

"I went to look for your friends in the literature club and learned that you were writing a novel. I became more and more certain that the novel was your work."

"After that, I often came to visit you and read your novel to you."

At this point, Yang Yan smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "I heard that vegetative people can also hear sounds. You should be able to react to your novel, right?"

"I didn't expect you to actually wake up."

Yao Shali moved her lips: "...Thank you."

"No need to thank me. After all, I don't know if your waking up is really related to me." Yang Yan waved his hand.

She took a breath and said seriously: "After saying so much, I just want to tell you that you have the power of revenge, and your words are your strongest weapon."

"No matter what others say, I, who was saved by you, am the best proof."

"Please complete this revenge and overcome this difficulty. Don't give up just yet."

"After that, you will definitely have a better tomorrow."

"I will also do my best to help you, as my reward to you."

Yao Shali was silent for a long time, and finally said slowly: "I want to read a book, please bring it to me next time."

Yang Yan immediately asked, "What book is it?"

"The Count of Monte Cristo." Yao Shali shifted her gaze and looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window.

This is how Edmond Dantes ended his last letter to Maximilian.

All the wisdom of mankind is contained in these five words: wait and hope!

Since she still has a chance to wake up again, she has the opportunity to take revenge on Yuan Changqing and find happiness for herself.

She will take up her own weapon and let everyone know who the real author is.

She wanted to peel off Yuan Changqing's hypocritical mask from his face!

Yang Yan laughed and stood up briskly: "Okay, I'll bring the book next time I come."

"Also, I'm looking forward to the sequel to that novel."

Yao Shali didn't say anything else, but just lay down again.

Was this the first time she had received a book review? Not a review that Yuan Changqing had passed on to her, but a review that was actually written for her.

It was like a rain that had fallen after many years, finally falling into her dry heart.

Hello, Yao Shali.

Your story will continue.