Black Lotus is reborn, from campus to rich family

The largest private hospital in Beijing, intensive care unit.

The man's slender body lay on the hospital bed, the sunlight shining on his angular face, outlining a series of cold lines. The paleness and shadow formed two distinct sides, like the yin and yang of a mountain, sharp and exposed. His hair was slightly messy, but it did not reduce his cold temperament at all.

Lu Zhan seemed to be walking in darkness, with coldness and nothingness filling this unknown space.

He struggled to control his body and opened his eyes in a blinding white light.

My sight slowly returned to a pure white ward.

Feeling a dull pain in his head, he opened his eyes, and his gaze was empty, like a dry well.

Was he rescued anyway?

Lu Zhan's facial muscles were relaxed, and he stared at the ceiling in a trance, as if all his strength had been drained away, and he was in a numb state.

His eyes moved slowly. The window of the ward was already open, and the early autumn wind blew in.

A glimmer of light suddenly flashed in those empty eyes. He sat up, ignored the pain in his body, pulled out the oxygen tube and needle, and stumbled towards the windowsill.

As soon as Assistant Cheng returned to the ward and opened the door, he saw this strange and terrifying scene.

At this time, Lu Zhan had already stood by the window with one foot on the windowsill.

His heart tightened, and he shouted loudly: "Master Lu!"

A familiar voice came, and Lu Zhan turned around woodenly and looked straight at him.

Assistant Cheng's breathing almost stopped. He couldn't describe the look in his eyes. It was as if covered with a thick layer of haze, lifeless and hopeless. It was like a lifeless wasteland, or like a candle about to go out in the wind.

His voice was trembling: "Lu, Mr. Lu, please speak politely. The doctor said that the car accident was not serious. You are fine. Your arms and head are fine. There is no disfigurement. Please come over first?"

Lu Zhan looked at the young man in front of him silently. His vision blurred for a while and then slowly focused again.

He looks very much like Assistant Cheng, only younger. Is he Assistant Cheng's illegitimate son?

But he didn't care about that. The only thing he cared about in this world was dead.

Dead.

He personally entered the coffin and kissed her cold lips for the last time.

He and his soul died in the desperate summer of Beijing.

Lu Zhan was in a daze and heard Assistant Cheng's son still chattering loudly.

But, a car accident?

Didn’t I apologize at Wanwan’s grave?

He lowered his head and ripped open his collar, revealing a smooth chest without any scars!

His pupils slowly contracted, and Lu Zhan slowly stroked his smooth chest.

No scars!

impossible!

He was the one who stabbed the dagger here with his own hands, how come there is no trace at all!

Lu Zhan's eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment, as if the whole world was upside down at this moment, causing his mind to fall into a vortex of chaos.

The pale lips trembled slightly, and all the emotions were concentrated in the shocked pupils.

He slowly raised his gaze, staring at the man at the door who looked very much like Assistant Cheng when he was young, and asked word by word, "Cheng Yu?"

Assistant Cheng was so frightened that his temples were about to jump up to his forehead. Seeing that he still recognized him, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief: "Master Lu, I am Cheng Yu."

He shook the plaster bandage on his arm and asked tentatively: "We were in a car accident together last night, Mr. Lu, do you still remember?"

The doctor said that Mr. Lu hit his head, and it seems that there is indeed something wrong.

It’s not a small problem. He actually wants to commit suicide as soon as he wakes up.

What a joke! They have been involved in numerous assassination and car accidents in the United States, but they have never seen Young Master Lu lose his composure like this.

When Lu Zhan heard his answer, his eyes widened instantly, his eyes filled with disbelief and astonishment.

His breathing was rapid and heavy, his chest heaving violently. He rushed over, pressed Assistant Cheng's shoulders, and asked anxiously in a hoarse voice, "Where's Wanwan? Where is Wanwan?"

Assistant Cheng was completely bewildered. He was about to die of fear at the sight of those red eyes. He could only ask in astonishment, "Who is Wanwan?"

He has been with Lu Zhan for at least eight years, if not ten, so why has he never heard of the name Wanwan? Could she be Lu Zhan's first love before he went abroad?

Although he was very confused, in order to comfort the injured person, he still said: "Mr. Lu, what's her name? I'll help you find it."

Lu Zhan's eyes were filled with frenzy and loss of control. His lips trembled as he asked, "What time is it now? What year is it?"

"It's September 2030th, 9. What's wrong, Mr. Lu?"

2030! It was actually fifteen years ago!

Fifteen years ago, two years before they met.

Where is she? In Yan City or has she already arrived in Jing City?

Lu Zhan unconsciously clenched his fists and his body trembled slightly. That was because the joy was too strong to control his body's reaction. He was completely immersed in this sudden surprise.

The dizziness and pain in his head surged over him like a tide, and white lights flashed before his eyes. His body, which had just experienced a car accident, could not withstand such strong emotional fluctuations. He held his head and fell backwards.

Assistant Cheng hurried forward to help him up, and seeing him mumbling something, he moved closer.

"Cha Wanwan, Yu Suiwan, where is she...?"

Yu Suiwan? Didn't they check it out some time ago?

Assistant Cheng felt even more uneasy after watching Lu Zhan go from great sorrow to great joy in just a few minutes, and now muttering these strange words.

It’s over. Master Lu’s brain must have been damaged.

He called the doctor, put Lu Zhan back on the bed, and watched the medical staff apply new medicine to him.

After thinking for a moment, he asked someone to seal the windows of the room and put away the sharp weapons in the room before he felt relieved.

Lu Zhan seemed to have had a strange dream. In the dream, he saw five-year-old Yu Suiwan. She was small, wearing a sky-blue skirt, with bright eyes like a deer in the forest, and a round flower bud on her head. She looked particularly cute, and his heart softened a little.

She also became his savior. He saw that he gave her the Lu family's jade and said he was waiting for her to come to him.

But the little girl agreed obediently on the surface, but secretly sold the jade to Lu Chong.

I always make him angry in my dreams.

Lu Zhan looked at her gently, but his eyes slowly turned bitter and desperate. It was just a dream after all.

It has been ten years since she left. If there really is reincarnation, would she have become a little girl?

Where would she be?

Lu Zhan stared at the little girl in front of him, his eyes slowly becoming moist.

Will she be able to live well, better than being with him?

So I cruelly left him for ten years, not even giving him a dream.

As heartless as ever.

Ten years, perhaps from the moment of her death, all his love for life was exhausted, so these ten wasted years were just a waste of time.

Everything was so dull and boring, with only the vivid photo on the tombstone reminding him how passionately he had loved and how heartbreakingly he had lost.

He still remembered what she said, to forget her and live a good life.

That's why he has been lingering on for so many years.

But, Wanwan.

How to live?

……

When Wen Zheyan rushed to the hospital, Lu Zhan was still in a second coma.

Just then, Assistant Cheng sent someone to bring Yu Suiwan's information over. He sat on the sofa in the ward and began to read through it. The more he read, the more he was amazed. This little girl was simply the reincarnation of Buffett!

Her personal assets are among the best in Beijing. If she is given a few more years to develop, it will only take a few minutes for her to surpass Lu Zhan.

These are only the assets that have been discovered so far, and it is hard to say what else has not been discovered.

He sighed and decided to find a chance to meet this little fox.

Lu Zhan was awakened by such a sigh.

He opened his eyes slightly, and the memories of his past and present lives slowly intersected and overlapped in his mind, forming a complete logical line.

So many things have changed in this life. Wanwan came to Beijing ten years ago.

So, she also came back, ten years ago, at the time when she died in her previous life, and came to this parallel world.

Lu Zhan's eyes were sore. He sat up, picked up the car keys, pulled out the needle, and quickly went downstairs without paying attention to the shouts of the people behind him.

Wen Zheyan was completely ignored and had to watch helplessly as the person who had just been lying on the bed dying rushed out regardless of everything.

At the hospital entrance, a Maybach sped away towards Jiang's residence.

Wanting to see her, wanting to see her, this thought occupied Lu Zhan's mind.

Wanting to make sure she was truly safe and alive back in his world.

His evening.

His life.