Chapter 1 Chapter 1 Chills in the Bones

“…Jia…”

“…Brother…save me…”

The turbulent and muddy water, carrying mud and sand, rolled in from a great height and instantly swallowed up the terrified figure.

The cries for help and the futile struggles were drowned out.

The call was forced to be disconnected due to poor signal.

The world fell into dead silence and darkness.

…

"Jia Jia!"

"Jia Jia!"

…

…

Song Jianan's consciousness was sleeping in the darkness, and he seemed to hear someone calling him in a daze.

The voice was familiar yet strange.

He wanted to open his eyes to see who it was, but his eyelids were as heavy as steel plates and he couldn't lift them.

His lips moved, but only silent syllables came out from his dry throat.

He heard unclear voices and a rough hand seemed to touch his forehead.

It felt like a century had passed before he finally opened his eyes with great effort.

What caught my eye was a gorgeous and intricate chandelier, which seemed to reflect a brilliant and gorgeous light under the sunlight, which was a bit dazzling.

"Master Jianan, you're finally awake!"

Liao Ma cried out, and hurriedly shouted towards the open door, "Xiaoqin, there's no need to call Doctor Zhao. Young Master Jianan is awake."

Song Jianan sat up, turned his head and slowly looked around the room and Liao Ma.

This is... the Song family.

This room was his old room, and he didn't expect it to still be in the same state as before he left.

Song Jianan looked dazed, not understanding why he came back here.

Liao Ma turned around and saw him in a daze. A feeling of distress and pity flashed through her heart. She sighed slightly, "Master Jianan, the master and the young master asked you to go to Dongzhu Hospital."

Song Jianan took a while to react and murmured, "Dongzhu Hospital?"

"Yes, Dongzhu Hospital."

Liao Ma was just a servant, and her words and actions were all in accordance with her employer's orders. Although she felt sorry for him, she still urged him, "Hurry up and get up. The driver is waiting. The young master wants you to get there right away."

Song Jianan got out of bed with a confused mind. The comfortable silk pajamas slid across his skin as softly as running water and hung down naturally. The familiar yet unfamiliar texture of the pajamas made him look a little dazed.

It had been a long time since he had worn clothes made of such comfortable and high-quality fabrics.

After leaving the Song family, in just two years, the rough and low-quality clothes rubbed his skin and left red marks, which were painful and itchy. Later, he got used to it and could even wear clothes that others didn't want without batting an eyelid.

He followed his memory and walked into the bathroom. It was exactly the same as he remembered, and his doubts grew deeper.

How could the Song family keep his room as it was?

What's even stranger is that he remembers being swept away by a mudslide. The feeling of his body being thrown around, his mouth and nose being blocked by mud and sand, and him suffocating and unable to struggle, still makes him feel terrified and subconsciously afraid when he thinks about it now.

But he appeared in the Song family again in good health.

Was it because of that phone call? Was he rescued by someone from the Song family?

Could it be him?

Song Jianan found the toothbrush and cup he remembered on the sink, and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

He still has the toothbrush and cup he used.

He slowly squeezed out a piece of snow-white toothpaste, then suddenly stopped moving. He lowered his eyes and looked at his hands holding the toothbrush and toothpaste. His skin was snow-white and delicate, as if it was made of gold and silver.

This is not his hand.

His hands were rough, much darker in color, cracked, and his knuckles were covered in frostbite and ulcers that hadn't healed.

The pair of hands that had never touched water suddenly trembled, and the snow-white toothpaste was splashed onto the porcelain white washbasin by the slight movement.

Song Jianan suddenly looked up at the mirror, his pupils trembling and his eyes full of disbelief.

The person in the mirror had skin that was not roughened by the cold wind, but was crystal clear like delicate white jade. His well-cared-for chestnut hair was slightly curled, adding a touch of childishness. His eyes had no red bloodshot from staying up late, nor were there thick dark circles.

This is him from before.

Song Jianan stared at himself in the mirror in a daze until he heard a voice urging him from outside. He lowered his eyes and saw the toothpaste stuck on the sink. He subconsciously wanted to pick up the toothpaste with his toothbrush and continue using it. When the toothbrush was about to touch the limp toothpaste, his hand paused. There was no need to save this little toothpaste in the Song family, so he squeezed out a new piece of toothpaste.

After quickly washing up, he found a set of clothes in the cloakroom and changed into them. He found his cell phone on the bedside table and opened it to check the date.

May 16th.

Sure enough, this was the day he was discovered to have usurped the Song family's throne, and also the day he was kicked out of the Song family.

So, he was not rescued by anyone.

But reborn.

Everything that had seemed strange to him now made sense.

No one could survive such a violent mudslide.

He died once.

Song Jianan's breathing stagnated for a moment. He stared at the date that had long been covered in dust in his memory. His eyes felt sore and his nose felt sore.

In the previous life, on this day, the Song family’s youngest biological son came to visit.

He was a handsome and well-behaved Omega. The Song couple liked him as soon as they saw him, and kicked Song Jianan, their fake son whom they had raised for more than 20 years, out of the house without hesitation.

Song Jianan had no choice but to return to his biological parents, and the nightmare began from then on.

Two years was too long, so long that he thought he would be trapped in endless exploitation for the next few decades of his life, but in the end, his parents sold him for a good price.

But now, he is reborn.

Song Jianan smiled.

That’s great, that’s great.

Tears rolled down my eyes.

After a while, he raised his hand, wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, put his phone in his pocket, and walked downstairs.

In the past, when Master Jianan got up, his breakfast would be on the table, but today there was nothing on the table.

Mr. and Mr. Xiao ordered Master Jianan to go to the hospital immediately. I heard that a male Omega came to Mr. Xiao early this morning and claimed that he was their biological son. They asked Master Jianan to go to the hospital for a paternity test.

The young master was in a hurry, and after today, Master Jianan might not even be the master anymore. The servants knew their employer's character well, so they naturally didn't dare let Song Jianan have breakfast before going to the hospital.

Before Song Jianan got on the car, Liao Ma kindly handed him a sandwich.

Song Jianan raised his half-closed eyes slightly and swept across Liao Ma's smiling face. Obvious wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes. He quickly lowered his eyes, whispered a thank you, opened the car door and got in.

The aroma of the sandwich wafted to his nose, and his stomach, which had been empty for a long time, began to growl. Song Jianan tore open the package without hesitation and started to eat it voraciously.

The movements did not seem like those of a pampered young master, but rather like someone who had been hungry for a long time.

The view inside the car was always a little dim, and Song Jianan had his face half buried, so the only sound he could hear was the sound of eating.

The driver couldn't see his expression clearly in the rearview mirror. Thinking of what might happen next, he sighed in his heart, but he quickly looked away and concentrated on driving.

The sandwich was not big, and Song Jianan ate it with big mouthfuls. He finished it in just two bites, feeling a little regretful.

Her slender fingers pinched the packaging bag, which still had some crumbs on it. She glanced at the driver, then quickly took it back for fear of being discovered.

He tightened his fingers, crumpled the package into a ball, and threw it into the trash can.

Song Jianan forced himself not to look at the trash can and shifted his gaze to look at the scenery passing by outside the window.

The brain then slowly started to work.

In his previous life, he didn't eat this sandwich.

He didn't know why Liao Ma acted differently from her previous life.

However, he didn't dwell on it too much, thinking about what happened in his previous life.

He grew up in the Song family. Because he was a Beta, he was dull and unintelligent, lacking any strengths. He was disliked by his family and neglected for years. His father and his father were dissatisfied with him being just a mediocre Beta, so when an Omega who looked like his father and his father came to them, they almost didn't hesitate and decided that the Omega was their child.

Asking him to go to the hospital for a paternity test is just to put a final stamp on this established fact, and then get rid of this annoying fake.

He was indeed not a child of the Song family. Even if he had the chance to do it again, he would not think of snatching things that did not belong to him.

But he also didn't want to go back to that nightmare place.

It was like being pushed into the dirty mud of a stinking ditch, with someone stepping on his back, leaving terrible bloody marks on the ground with his ten fingers, but he couldn't struggle out of the filthy darkness, and was finally swallowed up by the darkness. Whenever he thought of it, it was as if his throat was strangled and he was suffocating and unable to breathe.

The car stopped in front of Dongzhu Hospital. As soon as Song Jianan got out of the car, the mixed aroma of various foods from the roadside stalls that stimulated his taste buds rushed into his nose.

He touched his stomach, turned around and walked towards the snack street next to the hospital. In a blink of an eye, his figure disappeared among the stalls and the crowd.

When he walked out again, he was holding a cup of soy milk in his right hand. He had just finished the last sip and switched hands with his left hand. He lowered his brows and took big bites of the pancake filled with various fillings while walking slowly towards the hospital.

Throw away the leftover garbage at the hospital gate.

He really enjoyed the feeling of fullness in his stomach.

In his previous life, he came to Dongzhu Hospital hungry and was driven away hungry.

He only had a few dozen dollars left on him. He didn't understand the value of money at that time. On the way back to his biological parents' home, he couldn't help but eat a meal on the roadside and spent all the money he had.

But when he returned to that home, he was greeted by a cold, closed door.

He waited at the door from the afternoon until the early morning, when his parents finally came back drunk from the brothel.

They let him into the house, but didn't show any concern for him. All they asked was how much money his adoptive parents had given him.

He slept hungry on the narrow sofa for a night.

He hardly saw his parents every day after that, and they never left him a penny or a meal.

He was hungry for a few days and realized his current situation. He could only work part-time during his spare time. That period was probably the last time in his previous life when he could eat a full meal.

Later, all his part-time job income was taken away by them, and he was forced to drop out of school. He had to work several jobs a day, working himself to death and earning money, but he couldn't even guarantee his own life.

The feeling of hunger is very uncomfortable, my stomach is cramping and I can't vomit anything. It feels like all my strength has been drained away, and I feel like a walking corpse.

He was afraid of hunger and never wanted to be hungry again.

Song Jianan stood in front of the trash can, wiped his mouth and hands, threw away the tissue, looked inside the hospital, took a deep breath, and walked in.

As soon as he appeared, he was immediately met with Xu Yu's dissatisfied questioning.

"The driver arrived twenty minutes ago. What were you doing? Come here quickly."

Song Jianan did not argue and walked over silently.

Whether he was late or not did not affect Xu Yu's dissatisfaction with him, so there was no need for any explanation.

In his previous life, he listened to Xu Yu very much. When Xu Yu asked the servants to urge him to go to the hospital quickly, he ran over without stopping, fearing that he would be delayed for a second, but he was still scolded.

Xu Yu is a delicate and beautiful Omega, always elegant and dignified. Decades of affluent life have made it impossible for him to curse at others.

But even so, not knowing what was about to happen, he still blamed himself for a long time, blaming himself for getting up too late, running too slowly, and that he should have urged the driver on the road. It was all his fault for making his father wait for him.

When that Omega came to the door, Xu Yu no longer cared about him. He didn't even care that he didn't call anyone and directly asked the doctor to take him to have his blood drawn.

The tall Alpha Song Boqian next to him just frowned when he saw him, and said nothing, letting his partner arrange everything.

Standing in front of the two men was a handsome young man. His face combined the best features of the two men. Anyone who saw him would think that he must be the child of Xu Yu and Song Boqian.

He had a restraint patch on the back of his neck, and he was an Omega.

Xu Yu likes Omegas the most.

When it happened again, Song Jianan had no curiosity about him and passed by him without even looking at him.

Zhang Yuxuan's eyes were glued to him from the moment he appeared, and he didn't look away until his figure disappeared behind the door. He smiled softly at Xu Yu, who looked worried.

Xu Yu smiled, with a slight wrinkle at the corner of her eyes. She pulled Zhang Yuxuan to sit down and spoke to him kindly and lovingly.

Song Boqian's serious expression relaxed, a smile appeared on his lips, and he would occasionally interject a few words.

Song Jianan used a cotton swab to press the needle-tip-sized bleeding hole on his fingertips. When he came out, he saw a heartwarming scene of a loving father and a filial son.

Such a scene was too scorching for him in his previous life. Even after experiencing those things later, when he saw the exact same scene replay itself again, his heart still ached slightly.

He threw away the cotton swab and sat alone on the sofa on the other side, staring at the white wall opposite in a daze.

It is unrealistic to expect Song Boqian and Xu Yu to take him in.

The only one he can rely on is himself.

With the experiences in his previous life and later life, he is no longer a young master in the ivory tower. He has the ability to survive in society.

The pair of black eyes with confused pupils suddenly lit up.

He can go and earn money first, and he can consider going to school later when he is no longer in financial trouble.

But soon, those eyes dimmed again.

He had no money to go to another city. If he stayed in Yunjing, his parents would find him sooner or later, and he would have no way to avoid them.

If they knew he was working to earn money, they would definitely pester him in advance and suck his blood.

He had to stay away from them to avoid another tragic end.

Song Jianan's face looked a little gray.

Just at this moment, Xu Yu called him: "Xuanxuan hasn't had breakfast yet, go downstairs and buy him some breakfast."

Song Jianan couldn't help but feel a sense of bitterness and resistance in his heart.

He doesn't want to go.

He just lowered his head and said nothing.

"Song Jianan! I'm talking to you, why are you pretending to be deaf and dumb? I've taught you for so many years, but you still don't have any manners or manners. I really don't know what a Beta like you can do."

Xu Yu frowned and said to him dissatisfiedly: "Hurry up and buy some, or Xuanxuan will be starving."

Song Jianan put his hands on his knees, wrinkling his pants. It took him a while to slowly loosen his hands, stand up from the sofa, and walk out in silence.

After buying breakfast, when Zhang Yuxuan took it, her beautiful peach blossom eyes fell on his face as if exploring and scrutinizing, and she nodded at him coldly, "Thank you."

Song Jianan felt uncomfortable with that look, as if he had become a thief.

He quickly withdrew his hand and took a few steps back.

He didn't want to stay in this enclosed space, so he quietly opened the door. After taking two steps, he bumped into a hard object.

A large hand steadied his waist, then quickly retracted.

Song Jianan looked up and saw first the prominent Adam's apple, then the cold and hard jawline, and the sharp and thin line of light-colored lips.

A face that couldn't be colder appeared completely in Song Jianan's sight.

Song Yuqiao looked down at him with cold eyes. Just one glance made people feel as if they were in extremely cold weather. The coldness seeped into their bones, freezing their bodies to numbness and stiffness, and their blood clotted and blocked.

Song Jianan stared at Song Yuqiao, forgetting to get out of his arms.