Chapter 1
When the trending search #Has Su Xingyao got out of the entertainment industry today# suddenly became the number one search, Su Xingyao was at the bottom of the cliff, his life hanging by a thread.
A branch pierced his abdomen, and his originally snow-white clothes were stained with blood and mud.
Two hours ago, Chu Zian pushed him off the cliff.
However, the perpetrator took advantage of the fact that there was no one around and no surveillance cameras, and neither called the police nor said anything. He simply pretended nothing had happened and concealed the incident.
When the program started recording, all the staff found that they could not find or contact Su Xingyao. Then, after someone's vague description of "I seemed to see him leave", Su Xingyao, who always had a bad reputation in the circle, directly angered everyone in the program crew.
Soon the news that he was acting like a big shot and stood up the entire program crew was exposed, and then he was scolded to the top of the trending searches.
[Leaving early because lunch was not to my liking, acting like a big shot again Su Xingyao]
[Su Xingyao? Is she the mistress who wanted to interfere with Chu Zian and Jiang Xunche's relationship and pay for Jiang Xunche's love?]
[I heard that he once stole Shen Huaixi’s song]
[What a lousy person, what a disgusting face]
[Why doesn’t this bastard just die?]
[Su Xingyao, go die quickly +1]
In the hot search square, fans and passers-by were unprecedentedly united and cursed Su Xingyao to death.
At this moment, Su Xingyao, who was despised by everyone, also felt that he was about to die.
After being knocked unconscious by the pain countless times, he has now become accustomed to the pain and his whole body has begun to become numb.
He had been down for too long, so long that the sun had set, but still no rescue had come.
The huge trees and dense jungle that blocked out the sun buried his body, and the cold wind in the mountains howled wildly, making sounds like the roar of a wild beast.
Su Xingyao opened his eyes weakly, but his will to survive made him use his left hand, the only hand that could still move, to support his body and continue to drag himself forward with difficulty.
Although no one came to rescue him, he was lucky enough to pick up his cell phone.
But the signal in the mountains was not good, and he searched for a long time but couldn't find a place with signal.
This is the only thing that can save him now.
Finding a signal in the mountains is as difficult as climbing to heaven.
Su Xingyao crawled forward and changed several places, but still couldn't receive any signal from the mobile phone.
Seeing that the battery of his mobile phone was almost running out, Su Xingyao, who was completely exhausted, finally stopped.
His breathing became increasingly shallow, and sometimes he didn't exhale for dozens of seconds.
Maybe it was because all of a person's senses become extra developed when they are about to die, but Su Xingyao found that she could actually feel the strength in her body dissipating little by little from her limbs.
The chirping of insects and the roaring of wild beasts in the deep forest became clearer and clearer.
He could feel that not far away behind the bushes, there were several pairs of sharp eyes staring at him, trying to figure out his situation.
When the time is right, they will pounce on him, tear him into pieces, and leave him dead without a burial place.
Such a dangerous situation made Su Xingyao realize that he really didn't have much time left to survive.
But now that his limbs were paralyzed, he could only watch and accept everything that was about to happen.
Su Xingyao looked at her phone helplessly, only to find that there was a faint signal in the upper right corner of the screen.
After he struggled to survive for a whole afternoon, he finally found a glimmer of hope.
However, the previous search had already exhausted him.
Unable to dial, he could only bend the only finger he could move and lightly tap the emergency contact number on the current page.
He had three emergency contact numbers saved in his phone, but at this moment he didn't see clearly which one he was calling...
This also made him start to worry whether no one would answer the call after it was made.
After all, Dad is always busy and always hangs up his calls.
And my mother also told me to call her less often, so as to avoid making her adopted son Shen Huaixi feel insecure.
Su Xingyao knew very well that this call was the only and last one he could make.
So he hoped that he would have better luck and expected that the person who answered the phone would be the simple and kind-hearted Qin Sihan.
But he is studying abroad now, so he should be attending classes now.
In just a few seconds, Su Xingyao thought of many things.
So when the phone was connected and his mother Wen Ningshu's voice came, he didn't react and no sound came out of his throat.
"What's up?"
Wen Ningshu spoke without much warmth, with a hint of impatience in her tone.
After being trapped on the cliff for an afternoon, Su Xingyao, who was already dying, finally heard the voices of his relatives. His pale and bloodless face was actually tinged with a hint of life at this moment.
The phone was a little far away from him, so he couldn't hear clearly what his mother said.
So he tried to use the last bit of his strength to move the phone towards his cheek.
He moved slowly, bit by bit, and it took a lot of effort to drag the phone to the right position.
But Wen Ningshu on the other end of the phone saw that her son was slow to speak. She was already unhappy about today's black hot search, and she became even angrier.
"Su Xingyao, you said you were not doing your job and went to the entertainment industry every day, but what did you end up doing? There are scandals all over you every day, and you are either called a mistress or a big shot. Who made you unhappy today and you turned your face away from everyone like this? It's a good thing that others don't know that you are our Shen family's child. If they knew, our Shen family would have lost all their face because of you!"
"You are at least a top student who graduated from a prestigious university, but where is your upbringing? Where is your knowledge? Don't you feel ashamed to do these things? Su Xingyao, tell me about yourself, why can't you be as worry-free as Xiaoxi!"
Wen Ningshu has always been very concerned about Su Xingyao entering the entertainment industry. After all, the Shen family is wealthy and powerful, and Su Xingyao is a rich young man with nothing to lack for food, clothing, and other necessities. In her opinion, there is really no need for him to become a small star in the entertainment industry.
Su Xingyao was very determined to enter the circle before. Although she opposed it, she did not say anything explicitly.
But today this matter has become a huge hot topic, and mobile phones have been sending news to people all over the world.
Taking advantage of this incident, Wen Ningshu naturally began to teach this troublesome son a lesson.
After all, they both entered the entertainment industry, and his adopted son Shen Huaixi was well-behaved and sensible, never causing trouble. Everyone praised him for being excellent and humble, which made him proud.
But his own son has been causing trouble since his debut. Everything he does has been a hassle. He has accomplished nothing and has a lot of scandals surrounding him.
Wen Ningshu became angrier the more she thought about it. After questioning her son, she hardened her heart and used a knowing tone to expose the other person's little thoughts.
"Mom knows that you are competing with Xiaoxi by becoming a star, but you said that you are not good at singing or acting, and you messed up a variety show like this... Su Xingyao, is it really necessary to be a star? Everything in the family will be yours, so why bother to compete with Xiaoxi in the entertainment industry?"
No matter how hard you try, you can't beat him.
When Wen Ningshu heard the last sentence, she finally realized that the other person was her own son, so she didn't say it out loud.
Su Xingyao took great pains to move the phone to her ear.
The words "Mom..." that came out of her mouth instinctively were completely buried by Wen Ningshu's scolding and repeated questioning.
What Su Xingyao actually wanted to say was: Mom, I’m in so much pain, please save me.
But after the last few words, he no longer had the strength to utter a single sound, nor did he want to utter any more sound.
He was really in pain.
The inexplicable pain all over my body started from the heart and spread throughout my body.
It was like sprinkling a handful of salt on raw meat that had been torn apart.
His body was like a rotten corpse that was not dead yet, being gnawed and devoured by millions of insects and ants.
The tremendous pain made Su Xingyao's eyes go dark.
While his consciousness was blurred, many images flashed through his mind.
He seemed to be seventeen again, the day when he was taken back from the orphanage by his parents.
After so many years of wandering and suffering, he thought that he would finally have a warm home this time.
So his heart and eyes were filled with anticipation and joy, and he used the scholarship he had saved from his frugal life to secretly prepare a gift for his parents and his adopted brother whom he had never met.
He wanted to quickly integrate into this family and become a part of it.
But after returning home, he found that he was the only one who was so serious.
His parents reacted very calmly to his arrival, and the housekeeper and servants were also particularly cold.
There was no welcome ceremony, and we were not even eligible to have dinner together.
After arriving home, Mom and Dad left in a hurry.
He stubbornly guarded the huge table, waiting for the whole family to come back and have a reunion dinner together.
In the end, when the food was all cold, I realized that my parents had gone to pick up Shen Huaixi who had just returned from a trip.
On the first day back home, he ate the cold rice silently by himself, then sat quietly in the living room and saw Shen Huaixi who was surrounded by his smiling parents.
Su Xingyao felt her body getting colder and colder, and her mind became more and more confused.
Clearly this scene has not yet ended, and other scenes follow one after another like a revolving lantern.
That was his senior year in high school, and he ranked first in the grade.
The school arranged for him to give a speech as a student representative on Friday.
The teacher said that there will be an award ceremony later, and parents can be invited to come to the school to witness this moment.
So he told his mother about it with great joy.
But in the end, what I got in return was my mother's indifferent response, "Oh, I have to go to the parent-teacher conference for Huaixi that day."
So during that speech and commendation, he straightened his back and stood alone among the top ten students in his grade who were surrounded by their parents.
The whispered discussions of the students in the front row reached his ears.
"Why didn't the parents of the top student in the grade come?"
"He...he is an orphan, without parents."
Su Xingyao's consciousness gradually became blurred as nightmares came one after another.
Wen Ningshu didn't get a reply for a long time and finally stopped scolding.
For some reason, a trace of doubt and uneasiness flashed through her mind, and she spoke subconsciously in anxiety.
"Xingyao?"
Wen Ningshu realized that what she had just said was a bit too much, so she finally lowered her voice a little.
But the tone changed too quickly and still sounded a bit stiff.
"Why aren't you talking? What's wrong with you?"
In response to Wen Ningshu's concern, the only response from the other end of the receiver was still deathly silence.
The panic in her heart became more and more obvious. Wen Ningshu couldn't understand the reason and became a little annoyed.
She frowned, thinking of her son's taciturn personality, who never said anything whenever something happened, and gradually lost her patience.
"Are you deliberately keeping silent to vent your anger on me?"
The silence from the other side once again made Wen Ningshu think that Su Xingyao was agreeing to this answer, so she immediately warned the other party in a cold voice, "This trick won't work on me."
After saying that, she quickly hung up the call for help.
At the same time, the mobile phone in Su Xingyao's hand rolled onto the grass.
After all the power was exhausted, it finally shut down automatically.
Su Xingyao's precarious life, like a dried-up battery, came to an end.
The sky darkened completely, and the sound of noisy footsteps became clearer in his ears.
The body will probably be eaten by wild beasts soon...
He pulled the corners of his mouth, and his blood-stained lips appeared a strange red in the dark night.
The darkness quickly swallowed up everything around.
In his dying moments, Su Xingyao turned his head slightly, gently opened his eyes, and took a last look at the dark night sky.
The rain drops fell on my face.
It's raining in the mountains.
*
It was a month later when Su Xingyao woke up again.
During this period of sleep, he had a very long dream.
However, in his dream, the protagonist was not him, but his adopted brother Shen Huaixi.
It was also this dream that made him realize that the world he lived in was actually a world of fiction.
Shen Huaixi is the protagonist of this book-traveling novel.
As the protagonist, he is sunny and cheerful, high-spirited, and everything goes smoothly for him. He is naturally loved by everyone.
So his parents, fiancé, friends, fans, and even almost all the important people who appear in the book dote on him and love him.
I am the dark control group that serves as a foil to Shen Huaixi's truth, goodness and beauty.
Since birth, he has been labeled as mean and sinister, and everyone dislikes him no matter what he does.
Even though he later died tragically, those he once cared about were either relieved or felt that he deserved the death.
After realizing all this, he was awakened by the sound of medical equipment next to his ears.
He opened his eyes and looked around the unfamiliar room. He found that there were many professional equipment in the room, like a carefully built ward.
However, compared with the ward, the layout and details of the room make it more like a cozy bedroom.
A row of vibrant juice balconies are planted on the windowsill, and bunches of orange-yellow roses are blooming warmly in the sun.
The whole room was painted in the light color he liked.
He tried to support himself with his hands, and turned around to find a simple round table beside the bed, on which was a bunch of beautiful peonies.
Next to the bouquet, there was an electronic timer that showed that it had been one month since he fell off the cliff.
Did he sleep for so long?
Su Xingyao looked down at her body.
He remembered that he had been seriously injured before, but now the most serious penetrating wound in his abdomen had miraculously disappeared.
All that remained on his body were some scratches from branches and stones...
Su Xingyao was a little surprised.
The wound healed so quickly, could it be because of rebirth?
Thinking of the scene that night, Su Xingyao couldn't help but feel curious.
Who found him on that uninhabited cliff, and took great pains to rescue him and raise him for so long?
After all, being able to build such professional equipment in a room and keep it so stylishly for a month is an expense that most people cannot afford.
Su Xingyao quickly searched for possible characters in his mind, but he was not popular and there was no such plot in the book, so he couldn't figure out who it was for a while.
But since the other party saved him, he was indeed grateful.
"Hey, you're awake!"
Su Xingyao was thinking about something when a gentle female voice sounded in the room.
He looked up when he heard that and found a middle-aged woman in her fifties standing at the door in surprise.
After meeting Su Xingyao's gaze, she walked to the bed in three or two steps, her eyes full of joy.
"Little handsome boy, you finally woke up. You've been in a coma for a month."
"Would you like some water? Are you hungry? I've made some porridge for you. If you want to eat, I'll go downstairs and serve it to you right now."
The happiness in the strange aunt's eyes was too obvious and warm. Su Xingyao, who hadn't felt such care for him in a long time, was stunned for several seconds before he realized that he should speak.
"Thanks……"
He followed the other person's words and replied, "I'll just drink some water."
The other party said okay and quickly poured him a glass of warm water.
Su Xingyao took a sip from the glass and looked up at the other person. "Auntie, what should I call you?"
The middle-aged woman smiled and said generously, "Just call me Aunt Zhang."
Su Xingyao nodded and said hello obediently, "Hello, Aunt Zhang, my name is Su Xingyao."
"Ah, so your name is Xingyao. Ok, ok, I'm glad you're okay."
Aunt Zhang sat down beside Su Xingyao's bed and said with concern, "How do you feel? Doctor Lin will be here soon. Remember to tell him if you have anything. He is a very skilled doctor."
Su Xingyao nodded, and Aunt Zhang seemed to remember something and spoke again.
"When Mr. Lu brought you back that night, you were covered in blood. There was not a single spot on your body that was undamaged. I have never seen so much blood in my life..."
Su Xingyao, who was originally curious about who saved her, finally understood after hearing what Aunt Zhang said that she was rescued by a Mr. Lu.
In the original novel, the surname Lu...
Because of this surname, a handsome but gloomy face automatically appeared in Su Xingyao's mind.
Aunt Zhang, who was sitting opposite him, was still describing the scene of that night in vivid detail.
However, because the scene was so tragic, her expression became painful.
"I've never seen such a pale face, as white as paper..."
After saying that, she turned her head and looked at Su Xingyao lovingly, and sighed deeply, "Thank God you survived and woke up."
Aunt Zhang later said many words to show her concern for Su Xingyao, but she knew her limits and did not ask him what happened that night.
After they chatted for a while, Aunt Zhang went downstairs and served Su Xingyao a small bowl of porridge.
Su Xingyao was not hungry, but he couldn't bear to disappoint Aunt Zhang, so he picked up the drink and started drinking.
The porridge was cooked with great care and Su Xingyao enjoyed it very much.
His hands were ice cold because he had been receiving the fluid for so long.
Now that the stomach is moistened by the warm porridge, the entire skin also becomes warm.
As Su Xingyao was sipping her porridge with her head down, she suddenly heard a few puppy noises coming from the corridor.
Then his door was knocked open by the puppy.
Following the sound, I looked over.
Su Xingyao's light-colored eyes met a pair of deep, dark eyes from a distance.
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