Later, they all knelt down and called me "Kimchi Dad" (1)

After Shi Huai quit his job, he stayed by Jiang Ye's side almost every day, taking care of Jiang Ye's diet and daily life. Sometimes, Jiang Ye almost thought he was a waste.

I felt very uncomfortable at first, but then I gradually discovered that

It feels good to be waste.

Although his body was not healthy, Jiang Ye lived every day with special happiness and satisfaction because he was nurtured by the deep love given by Shi Huai.

Jiang Ye died before he was 30, in Shi Huai's arms. Before he died, it was he who kept comforting the man, "We will see each other again, do you believe me? We will see each other again..."

The man hugged him and cried. He wanted to use all his strength to rub the man into his body, but he didn't dare to use too much force for fear of hurting the fragile lover in his arms.

"Shi Huai, please believe in me, just like I believe in you... In the next world, I will still meet you, and you will still meet me."

In so many reincarnations, Shi Huai never gave up on him.

He had never missed this man.

"I don't want the next world, I only want this world...Aye, I can't bear to leave you, I really can't bear to leave you, my heart is dying, I don't know what to do without you..." The man was extremely scared.

Jiang Ye held Shi Huai's hand and asked, "Are you happy these years with me?"

"Happy." The years with Jiang Ye were the happiest times in Shi Huai's life.

Far better than his first twenty years.

"It's worth it, Shi Huai... I'm very happy, too." Although life is short, it is enough to live happily every day without any regrets.

Life is not about length, but thickness.

"You and I have lived very well over the past few years, and this is the happiest ending. I have no regrets."

As Jiang Ye spoke, he slowly smiled towards the man with tears in his eyes. His smile was innocent and pure, like the pure and clean white snow that was untainted by dust, or like an angel that had fallen into the world.

Now, the purpose of saving Shi Huai has been accomplished, and he wants to return to his original world.

Shi Huai was crying, but seeing Jiang Ye's fragile yet powerful smile, he was actually infected and forced himself to smile. Even though his smile was uglier than crying.

"Aye, I love you so much..."

Jiang Ye responded to him and he loved him too.

Not long after he finished speaking, Jiang Ye left this world with a satisfied smile.

After Jiang Ye died, Shi Huai slept for a day and a night, holding Jiang Ye's gradually cold body. In the end, he was afraid that Jiang Ye's body would not be as beautiful as it is now, so he had to cheer up and take care of Jiang Ye's funeral.

After his lover died, Shi Huai was depressed every day.

Half a month later, Shi Huai died in his bed for unknown reasons.

When others found the body, the man who had been depressed and never smiled for half a month now had the same satisfied smile on his face as Jiang Ye.

In the man's hand, he was holding a photo of his lover.

Placed on the bedside table was Jiang Ye's favorite cream cake, which had long expired.

…

[Host, this is a new plane. ]

Jiang Ye rubbed his aching brows, and was surprised that he had arrived at a new plane so quickly, when Xiao Ju suddenly asked him, "Host, do you have any regrets about the last plane?"

have.

Because of his heart disease, the number of times he and Shi Huai'ai applauded in the last few years was almost impossible to count.

This was the time when he was the most restrained in all the worlds he lived in.

Having said so much, he almost forgot what it felt like to applaud.

"A new dimension, finally..." Jiang Ye almost blurted out his true thoughts, but for the sake of modesty, he swallowed the next few words back.

He got up from the bed and was almost stunned by the scene before him.

This is a very small room. Apart from a bed with red and yellow peony flowers on the sheets, there is only a small, shabby desk with four uneven legs. It looks shabby and poor.

In a corner of the ceiling above, the yellowed wall had fallen off a bit, revealing two stones stacked inside, looking mottled and miserable.

Too poor.

Extremely poor.

This was the worst poverty Jiang Ye had ever experienced in so many different worlds.

Of course, Jiang Ye was surprised but didn't mind it. He adjusted his mood, accepted everything in front of him calmly, and then accepted the character information given by Xiaoju.

The original identity is Jiang Ye, seventeen years old, a sophomore in high school.

A month ago, his father, who had been addicted to drugs for ten years, died in a public toilet in the town square. When he was found, his emaciated body was still sticking with a syringe.

It was around five or six in the morning, a grey and silent day. The worker in charge of cleaning the toilet went to clean it, and when he found the body, he was said to have been so frightened that he almost fainted on the spot.

This incident quickly spread throughout the small county town, and was also published in newspapers as a negative education example to advise citizens not to touch drugs. Not surprisingly, the original body's classmates also spread the news...

Jiang Ye, who was already discriminated against because of his low intelligence and isolated and alienated because of his timid and withdrawn personality, soon became the target of blatant exclusion and even disgust by some people.

This is a very miserable young man.

The mother had been disappointed with the father who had never changed his ways for several years, and because her son was mentally retarded due to abuse when he was a child, she reluctantly abandoned the family. The father died of a drug overdose, and there was only an elderly grandmother in the family who could only rely on the minimum living allowance and picking up scraps every day to make a living.

When Jiang Ye received this information, his heart ached. He lowered his head and touched his left wrist with his fingers.

There are ugly scars here, deep and drawn by the circular plan.

Even a mentally retarded boy can feel the pain that life brings him... The rejection and ridicule of classmates at school, the tragedy and coldness of his family, all make this stupid boy feel the pain of life.

I even had thoughts of committing suicide.

In the end, he survived because he knew that he had a grandmother at home. For the only person who loved and cared about him, he chose to continue living.

The sufferings of life are sometimes so heavy that it is hard to breathe.

…

[Host, in this plane, you are actually a little koi. Because of the tragedy and misfortune of your original body, a kind-hearted koi transferred its spiritual power and spirit to this body.]

In other words, Jiang Ye had good luck.

"This good luck... came a little too late."

However, he will try his best to make this body happier and get rid of all the pain and gloom around him.

Jiang Ye was wearing a school uniform and walking on the way to school. Because he lived far away from school, he had to get up very early and walk very fast every day to get to school on time.

Because Jiang Ye got up late today, he was a little late.

Just when Jiang Ye was feeling embarrassed about this, suddenly a down-to-earth voice sounded behind him, "Classmate! Classmate! Are you going to No. 1 Middle School?"

The sharp sound of brakes rang in Jiang Ye's ears. Jiang Ye blinked and looked at the tricycle next to him in confusion.

On the tricycle, a dark-skinned middle-aged uncle said to Jiang Ye, "I'm going to deliver food to the small restaurant next to No. 1 Middle School. You're wearing the school uniform of No. 1 Middle School, and this place is still far from No. 1 Middle School. If you don't mind, how about I give you a ride there?"

He saw that the student was not very rich and the canvas shoes on his face were almost worn out. He felt sorry for him and couldn't help but want to help him.

[Host, see, this is the benefit of being a kinki! ] If it were the former Jiang Ye, he would not have such good luck.

A tricycle is also a car, and it is better than walking.

Jiang Ye curled up his lips and smiled, and the eyes behind his glasses seemed to glow, "Thank you, uncle. I'll trouble you then."

The back of the tricycle was loaded with vegetables, so Jiang Ye could only turn his back to the front and face the back, holding on to the iron frames on both sides of the tricycle with both hands, and sit carefully.

"Student, are you ready?"

"I'm ready, uncle, just drive, don't worry about me." Jiang Ye answered warmly.

The tricycle started up quickly, making a clattering sound. Jiang Ye held on to both sides to prevent himself from falling. Because his posture was very strange, just opposite to the front of the tricycle, it led to a somewhat awkward situation -

Jiang Ye saw many cars coming towards him, and he could clearly see the faces of the car owners behind the windshields. They looked at each other, and Jiang Ye looked away in embarrassment.

When they were almost at No. 1 Middle School, the tricycle came to a traffic light intersection. Because the light turned green, the uncle had to brake and stop the tricycle.

In front of Jiang Ye were two rows of small cars, one after another, extending to the back of the old car. And almost all of the cars behind the tail of the tricycle could see a boy in school uniform sitting on the back of the tricycle, facing them.

The scene is humorous yet a little weird.

At this time, Jiang Ye noticed that there was a black car that was obviously much higher-end at a certain distance in front of him.

The car's logo is Maybach, and there's probably no other car like it in this small town.

Knowing that the people sitting inside were rich people, Jiang Ye had no interest or curiosity... Sitting in the back seat of this small tricycle was like a joke. Sometimes the less comparison, the less blow.

You can't sit in a Maybach that someone else is driving.

In the expensive black sedan, the driver couldn't help but turn his head to look at the boy sitting in the back while waiting for the green light. "Young Master, look, there's a person on the tricycle in front of you. He's from the same middle school as you."

Sheng Chuan raised his head indifferently, and saw at a glance that under the green light, there was a person in a white and blue school uniform sitting on a tricycle carrying vegetables.

The man had long hair, long enough to cover his eyebrows. Under his eyebrows he wore a pair of thick black-framed glasses. His already small face was mostly covered, making it hard to tell what he looked like.

Sheng Chuan had some impression of this person...

Several times when he went to the restroom, he saw this man trapped in a corner, being laughed at and bullied by others.

This person always keeps his head down, looking timid and shrinking like a quail or a turtle. He dares not say a word and can only wait for others to vent their anger. Then he turns around, takes off his glasses, and wipes his tears with his hands while his shoulders tremble.

Cowardly, stupid, and pitiful.

Instead of being like now, even when sitting on the tricycle, he kept his back straight and yawned without caring about his image at all, looking not inferior or evasive at all.

Even more leisurely and comfortable than him who was sitting in the car.