Zhao Yinxi felt that he was standing in a stove, his whole body was uncomfortably hot, his eyes were bright and blinding, people around him were noisy, his mouth was dry, his throat was sore, he moved his hands with difficulty and groped for the water glass on his desk. p>
Someone grabbed his hand, and someone shouted loudly:
"He's fine! He's alive!"
"Don't touch him, don't touch him!"
"Everyone spread out and give him fresh air."
"Should we move him to a cool place?"
"..."
"Xiao Ran! Xiao Ran! How do you feel?" Someone leaned into his ear and shouted urgently, while someone else gently held up his head.
These calls made Zhao Yunxi's gradually awakening thoughts become chaotic and trance-like. He wanted to open his eyes and look at the people around him, but it seemed that someone was shining a car's high beam on him. It was dazzling and he wanted to cover it with his hands.
In this bright light, his hand was grabbed by someone around him, as if feeling his pulse...
The blazing sunshine, the urgent calls, the chaotic voices, the strong smell of sweat, and the smell of rubber on the runway, these are the most realistic impressions of Zhao Yinxi when he was reborn.
Zhao Yinxi vaguely remembered that she should be working overtime in the office. No, she should be reporting in the conference room. And something very unpleasant happened during the report...
Zhao Yinxi felt dizzy for a while.
Those things seemed to be separated from me by a layer of frosted glass, vague and hard to think about clearly.
But why do people call themselves Xiao Ran? Who is Xiao Ran?
After regaining consciousness, Zhao Yinxi was helped into the school infirmary by everyone. They worked together to put him on the medical bed. Zhao Yinxi didn't need to sleep, but he still reluctantly lay down. In this infirmary with sufficient air conditioning
, except for some weakness in his legs, he had no other discomfort.
There was a rather gentle man in his thirties who separated from the crowd and approached Zhao Yinxi. He had a handsome face. If he were taller, he could have debuted as a star. His expression was very flustered at the moment.
There is also a dark and thin middle-aged man with a red whistle hanging around his neck who is staring nervously at Zhao Yinxi.
Seeing Zhao Yunxi open his eyes, they came up to him almost at the same time and asked:
"How are you, Xiao Ran? How do you feel now?"
"Teacher Chen, Teacher Qian, it's okay. How can something happen to Brother Xiao?" Someone answered on his behalf, "Brother Ran, did you scare us on purpose just now?"
Zhao Yinxi was very impressed by the voice of the respondent. It seemed that this person had been by his side all the time. He kept saying "Brother Xiao, Brother Ran" along the way. And this Teacher Chen should be the head teacher. I guess the dark and thin one
Probably a physical education teacher.
"Great! It's okay!"
Zhao Yinxi saw the two teachers let out a long breath. They looked relieved as if they had escaped a disaster. They should really be lucky. It is not uncommon for students to die suddenly on the track and lawsuits to be filed in the school. They are just afraid of death.
Not only Xiao Ran escaped, but also these two teachers.
Zhao Yinxi closed his eyes and thought about the supernatural events that happened to him.
Xiao Ran was probably a student who died suddenly on the track. The moment he collapsed in the office, his soul attached to this body.
Strictly speaking, Zhao Yinxi is not dead, but Xiao Ran is really dead, and died on the track in physical education class. However, in reality, Zhao Yinxi is dead, but Xiao Ran is still alive.
What kind of past life fate is this? Two different souls actually exchanged?
Who is God's mercy for? To Zhao Yinxi or Xiao Ran?
Zhao Yinxi thought about her parents who were suffering from the pain of losing a child. What a horrible scene it would be to see a white-haired person giving a black-haired person.
At present, the people who have the deepest impression of Zhao Yinxi's past life are his parents. Zhao Yinxi felt his heart twisting, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
Everyone who was originally relieved was almost stunned when they saw Xiao Ran shed tears.
Xiao Ran, who is this person, a second-generation quasi-rich man, a school boy, with extremely poor grades, top-notch sports, and unrivaled basketball skills in the school. He has a large number of followers inside and outside the school. Because he is arrogant and generous, he attracts
At a young age, he is already called the same as his father. People around him always say "Mr. Xiao" and "Brother Xiao".
But today, Xiao Ran, who is 1.83 meters tall, handsome and tough, first fell down without warning while running a thousand meters, with bubbles appearing at the corners of his mouth. But now, in full view of everyone, he shed tears.
Come on, it’s really strange.
"Brother Xiao, Brother Xiao, what are you doing? This style has become too big, brother, I..." Li Haoran stammered.
Zhao Yinxi's tears were almost pouring down. Will his sudden death kill the two elderly people?
Everyone looked at each other. The school doctor spread his hands, saying that he didn't understand what was going on. Suddenly, a smell of perfume hit him, along with the rapid rhythm of high heels on the ground, and the voice of a middle-aged woman followed.
Trembling sound:
"Ranran, what's wrong? Are you okay? Don't scare mom!" Zhao Yinxi opened her eyes, and a beautiful middle-aged woman with high bun, rich face and well-maintained face appeared in front of her.
When the beautiful middle-aged woman saw the tears on Zhao Yunxi's face and his lost look, her heart suddenly rose to her throat. She stumbled forward and touched his hands and then his feet, shaking all over.
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"Ranran, what happened? You were fine this morning. Tell your mother. Tell her quickly." The middle-aged beautiful woman was nervous and couldn't say anything.
Mom? Zhao Yinxi looked at the other party blankly. What kind of mistake was this? How could he have such a young and wealthy mother? His mother had never been so young since he could remember.
His mother is old and haggard and has worked hard all her life, and any piece of jewelry this middle-aged beautiful woman wears is enough for her parents to do hard work for a year.
Some people say that when the 120 bus came, the middle-aged beautiful woman said to the people around her: "Hurry, hurry, give me a hand. My Ranran still needs to go to the hospital for a good look."
Everyone came to their senses and rushed over to help. Zhao Yinxi understood and quickly sat up, waving his hands and saying: "It's okay, it's okay."
The middle-aged beautiful woman was worried and asked: "Really? Ranran?"
"Mom, it's okay, don't worry!"
Zhao Yinxi is accustomed to reporting good things but not good ones, and her parents' mantras are "don't worry" and "everything is fine".
Xiao's mother looked at her son for a long time, as if she didn't recognize him, and quickly said with relief: "That's fine, that's fine."