【Double Life】The Redeemer

"An Jia, An Jia, wake up, we're going out to play, you've already slept in one class."

In the mist, there was a voice calling him all the time. The severe pain before death hit him heart-piercingly. An Jiateng was awakened suddenly. The light was a bit dazzling, and he subconsciously raised his arms to cover his eyes.

"It hurts your eyes if you sleep for a long time." The voice of the boy in the voice-changing period was familiar to him. An Jia put down her hand, looked at the boy in school uniform in front of her, and frowned. He looked around with cold eyes, which was obvious. It was his classroom in high school, isn't he dead?

"What's wrong with you? Why do you look like you don't know this place?" Zhang Ya thumped An Jia's chest. An Jia turned her gaze back to look at him. There was no color in her ink-like pupils. Meaning, looking at people is like looking at inanimate objects.Zhang Ya got goosebumps all over his body, he rubbed his hands, "Why... what's wrong, why do you look at me like this... look at me..."

"You are Zhang Ya?" An Jia said, her voice was hoarse and cold.

"Ah...um...you don't know me anymore?" Zhang Ya asked in bewilderment and surprise.

"No." His gaze softened a little, but he was also listless and uninterested. Zhang Ya was his good friend in high school, and after he was admitted to university, he got in touch with him to some extent, but the more time passed, the more he was controlled by Liang Chuan. Immediately afterwards, the contact was cut off, "I feel a little uncomfortable, and I want to rest alone for a while."

"Ah, good." It feels like a different person, but thinking of the other party's grandfather passing away during the winter vacation, I must be in a bad mood. An Jia has always been the most filial. Zhang Ya figured it out and patted An Jia shoulder, "An Jia, sorry, grandpa has a spirit in heaven, and I hope you can live a good life. If you are unhappy, tell your brother."

"Well, thank you." An Jia raised her lips and smiled, somewhat warmly.

After Zhang Ya left, An Jia thought about it, mourning... It should be that his grandfather had just passed away, so now it should be the second half of the third year of high school, this is... An Jia narrowed his eyes, reborn?

Really, did you live your life again?

An Jia's eyes were on her hands, her figure trembled slightly, her lips were raised and raised, and finally she laughed.It shocked the classmates who were sleeping and doing homework in the class.

Someone asked him what was wrong, he shook his head, but his mood improved a lot.

When he was looking at his textbook nostalgicly, his homeroom teacher Mr. Zhu stood at the door of the class and called him, "An Jia, come here, I have something to do with you."

His mentor, one of the people he is most grateful to, when his family was poor, this teacher helped him a lot.

An Jia followed him out. An Jia was the last class of students he led. He was going to retire soon. He held An Jia's shoulders and said very happily: "An Jia, you are going to college soon. The teacher believes that you will be able to pass the exam. Okay, by the way, one of the students the teacher brought, that is, your senior, came back to visit me from abroad. He is a big businessman and usually sponsors the school. I mentioned you to him, and you will pay for college tuition in the future , he is willing to bear it for you, no, we are going out for dinner, please be sweeter, thank you very much."

An Jia's grandfather passed away, and his mother's legs are disabled, and her health is getting worse and worse. It is indeed a difficult time for him now.

An Jia stopped in her tracks, "Mr. Zhu, is this senior named Liang?"

"Yes, he was the province's number one student in science that year. Hey, you students should also know that his name is on the school's honor roll." Mentioning his favorite student, Teacher Zhu beamed with joy.

"Mr. Zhu, I suddenly have a stomachache." An Jia looked at Teacher Zhu, "Can I not go? Besides, it will be math class soon..."

"An Jia, this is a good opportunity. Since we want funding from others, sincerity..."

"Mr. Zhu, thank you." An Jia bowed to him, "But, I don't want it, please forgive me." After speaking, An Jia left directly, and Teacher Zhu froze in place, not understanding why the child behaved like this all of a sudden. .

An Jia's heart was pounding, he plucked out his hair in frustration, the violent factors in his body were ready to move, and whenever he thought of Liang Chuan, desire, longing, wanting to escape and approach at the same time, his mouth was parched , In the mind, the lingering images of Liang Chuan and Liang Chuan flooded up, and in an instant An Jia overturned the desk to the ground, frightening everyone.

He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were flushed, and he didn't know if it was tears or not.

……

"Xiaoliang, that kid is in class, and the third year of high school is an important time, so let's go eat first, so as not to delay his study." Teacher Zhu said to the blond man sitting in the office as soon as he walked into the office.

Liang Chuan coughed against his lips for a while, his face was so pale that it was almost transparent.

He raised his lips and smiled, and after humming, he said, "Mr. Zhu, I want to go to the class to take a look. It's right at the door of the class, so I won't disturb them in class."

"Ah, yes, I will go with you."

Liang Chuan was wearing a navy blue overcoat, and his figure was tall, but he was too thin.In early spring, the weather was still a bit cold, and even Liang Chuan's lips were pale when the wind blew past.

Along the way, Teacher Zhu was talking about the past, Liang Chuan only responded a few times, and Teacher Zhu was used to it. When Liang Chuan was in his class, although he always greeted people with a smile on his face, his words were always the same. Not so much.

They walked to the door of the class, looked from the window, it was math class, this class was also an elite class, no one was in a daze.

Liang Chuan's sapphire blue eyes looked at the straight boy sitting in the middle without blinking. He stared at him for a long time, thinking of despair and fear, and had already drained all his enthusiasm. Liang Chuan only felt that someone was holding his throat, choking him.

Liang Chuan clenched his fists tightly, and finally burst into tears, and began to cough violently.

He seemed to be coughing up his heart and lungs, his back bent down, tears and snot mixed together, and blood splashed out in bits and pieces.

Teacher Zhu panicked, so he helped Liang Chuan up, and the other party let out a big mouthful of sticky blood with a "wow".

The movement here shocked everyone in the class, the teacher and students rushed out, only An Jia was still working on her math problem.

Noisy, someone calling for an ambulance.

Liang Chuan's bodyguards came over, and when Liang Chuan was taken away, Teacher Zhu could still hear Xiao Jia whispering on the other side's lips.

Who is Xiaojia?

Liang Chuan just saw An Jia... Mr. Zhu felt puzzled, but he could only let go of his thoughts and followed him to the hospital.

There was a commotion for a while, and after a while, class was over. The cleaning lady was mopping and washing the blood on the floor, and the students were whispering around. An Jia, who was going to the toilet, took a fixed look and then looked away.

There should be no intersection.