After the rebirth, the white moonlight of the actor turned black

Chapter 432

Inside the treatment room.

"Do you think it's possible?" Shen Xiangting asked.

Rong Huan was wearing a white coat, visually giving people a very reassuring feeling.

As strong as Shen Xiangting, today he changed his role and became a "patient-to-be". Sitting in this treatment chair, he felt like a child in front of the teacher, very well-behaved.

Rong Huan clasped his hands, leaned back on the chair, and made a relaxed gesture: "Xiang Ting, don't you think that it is impossible for Ah Yan to be reborn?"

Shen Xiangting paused for a few seconds: "It's also..."

Although he has always believed in science, it is impossible to believe these things in ordinary times.

But too many coincidences and incomprehensible logic...

Only when all causes and effects are put on this premise can the statement be established.

So no matter how unbelievable it was, he seemed to have no choice but to believe.

Yanyan can be "resurrected from the dead" in a sense, so what's so strange about him learning about his past and future through dreams and seeing everything from God's perspective?

not to mention……

Those are all confirmed.

"And you believe it because of my dreams."

"Yeah," Rong Huan said with a smile, "You know me, we are all materialists. But...some things seem to force us not to believe."

A coincident phone call from him that morning confirmed it for him.

Shen Xiangting smiled wryly: "Others will think that the three of us are mentally ill."

"So we can only keep it a secret."

The two suddenly looked at each other and smiled, and Shen Xiangting said, "So, the three of us in that world are all dead."

Rong Huan frowned: "That's right. I died earlier than you."

Shen Xiangting glanced at the door, and laughed: "It's hard for us, Young Master Jing, and we have to go to the grave."

The dead know nothing, and the living are left in great pain.

Shen Xiangting asked again: "As someone who also 'died' once, how do you feel?"

"Thinking?" Rong Huan turned the pen in his hand, "The moment I knew it, I was very emotional. Ah, I should have died at this time... Every minute and every second that I can survive now is a Stolen. Before I got on the plane, I hung up on my mother’s phone, didn’t say goodbye to her properly, and didn’t care about Yaoyao, so after surviving, I took them out to play for a while, and then opened a new account. It contains the future living expenses of the family and Yaoyao's college expenses."

After surviving, Rong Huan lived more frugally.

He thought that if he was gone, there would be no one to take care of his mother and Yaoyao.

"Think so far."

"It can't be far away," Rong Huan said with a smile, "Let's put it this way, I was the one whose name was crossed out from the book of life and death, maybe one day Lord Yan will come to his senses and find that he missed me, and call me back again What about it? In the early years, in order to support our brothers and sisters, my mother worked several jobs a day from morning to night and got sick all over the place. Yaoyao is still in school. I don’t think much about it. One day I have an accident, what will they do?”

Shen Xiangting said: "What are you thinking? Do you think you died accidentally? Can Jing Heng ignore Auntie and Rong Yao? Although Yanyan doesn't know what happened to Jing Heng and your family during those eight years, I dare to say that Jing Heng's death is really an accident. So he's still alive, and he has this sense of responsibility. He wants to help you take care of your family."

After Shen Xiangting finished speaking, he added firmly: "He will definitely."

It was as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Rong Huan smiled, "Whether it's you or Jing Heng, you have no obligation to help me take care of my family. I will take care of my family by myself."

"Why bother?" Shen Xiangting persuaded, "In that world, you are separated by yin and yang. Jing Heng has not been in a relationship or married for eight years. Who do you think he is waiting for? Don't you understand his intentions?"

"What you said seems to be that you are the one who was reborn," Rong Huan said, "A Yan doesn't know him at all. All the information he can see comes from the Internet, and if it's not released to the public, it means it doesn't exist? Are you an entertainment? Can the people in the circle know? Not making an announcement doesn’t mean there is nothing. I’m nothing, and I’m worthy of Master Jing’s eight years of guarding me alone.”

"Do you really think it's only eight years?" Shen Xiangting smiled, "I'll bet for the rest of my life."

Rong Huan laughed: "Whether eight years is really true or not is still unknown, you still have a lifetime."

"Are you afraid?"

Rong Huan's smile froze slightly, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"I'm afraid that it will be like two years ago, just having fun for nothing, leaving you with a lot of heart and soul, so I have been reluctant to open the door of my heart to accept him."

Rong Huan stopped talking.

For a while, I didn't know who was the doctor and who was the patient.

"Huan, stop deceiving yourself and others. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that you still like Jing Heng. Now that you know that the time you have stolen is hard to come by, why don't you cherish it and give him another chance, and give yourself another chance?"

Shen Xiangting asked that in exchange for a sincere answer, but Rong Huan didn't mention Jing Heng at all.

"After you come to your senses and know that you are still alive, are you really not thankful that you two have a chance to do it again?"

"Is it I who enlighten you or you who enlighten me?" Rong Huan turned over the pen in his hand and tapped on the table, "This patient, please pay attention to your identity."

"Leave yourself alone, Ah Huan, aren't you tired of shutting yourself up like this? Didn't you investigate enough during this time? Jing Heng almost confessed to you. You are sincere enough. Now you are telling him to kill him would go without hesitation.”

"Put your shit on." Rong Huan rarely said dirty.

"Of course, I exaggerated a little," Shen Xiangting said and laughed, "live well, what are you going to do if you die. I'm just making an analogy."

"Master Shen, how much money will Master Jing give you for you to lobby?" Rong Huan began to order to evict customers, "If you are not sick, you can go, don't waste my time. You are not busy, I am busy, and I have to earn money to support my family. "

Shen Xiangting felt it was a pity.

Especially after knowing the ending of their previous lives, I don't want any of them to have any regrets.

So there are a lot of words today.

"We all know that Jing Heng has a heart. Hasn't he never met someone who he is willing to treat with sincerity? And you are the exception. Have you ever seen someone he has put his mind on for so many years? In the past two years, he has only cared about you, which is enough to explain everything—"

Rong Huan had already pushed Shen Xiangting to the door: "I won't leave you with food, feel free."

Shen Xiangting raised his hand to block the door, then turned around suddenly, and asked, "Do you still believe that he really spent the night with the daughter of the Xu family that day?"

Rong Huan froze for a moment, and then said: "It's the same whether you believe it or not. Can you two young masters really understand the situation of people like us? For us ordinary people, survival is the goal of life. Love and bread, I You can only choose the latter."