Chapter 1

Chapter 1

In Jing City in August, even at seven or eight in the morning, the heat made people feel irritable.

The yard of the Shen family was filled with flowers and plants, which looked especially lively in the intense sunlight.

Among the flowers and plants, Shen Yan closed his eyes and lay on a rocking chair. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and a red mole at the end of his left eyebrow, drenched in sweat, was as vivid as a drop of blood.

Shen Yan's cheeks were reddened by the sunlight, but his lips were somewhat pale. He wore a smoke-gray cotton shirt, which clung to his fair skin.

A sweat drop slid down his delicate throat and fell into the collar of his shirt, dampening a darker patch.

As his eyes slowly opened, looking at the blinding light, a slight smile appeared at the corners of his lips.

Shen Yan couldn't remember the last time he had felt such scorching sunlight.

He had died in winter, during a heavy snowfall. So light and delicate, yet it could press down so heavily that one couldn't breathe.

In the living room, Aunt Wang was meticulously wiping the leaves of the lucky bamboo. Through the floor-to-ceiling glass wall, she saw Shen Yan lying in the yard, her heart skipped a beat.

Even Aunt Wang, who had raised Shen Yan, would sometimes be lost in thought looking at his handsome face.

Aunt Wang suddenly had a strange thought: the Shen Yan in front of her seemed like shattered light, as if he might vanish at any moment.

"Shen Yan!"

A voice full of anger brought Aunt Wang back to reality.

Then came hurried footsteps, and Shen Lin appeared on the ground floor, holding a pile of things that looked broken.

Shen Lin's eyes scanned the living room, and upon seeing Aunt Wang, his eyes showed obvious anger: "Aunt Wang, where's Shen Yan?"

Aunt Wang instinctively glanced towards the yard, and Shen Lin followed her gaze and strode out.

Seeing this, Aunt Wang hurriedly followed.

Shen Lin immediately spotted Shen Yan lying on the rocking chair, but in his anger, he didn't notice Shen Yan's pale complexion. He went straight up and grabbed Shen Yan's collar with one hand: "Shen Yan, if you're going to have a fit, get out of here!"

Shen Yan stared blankly at his sixteen-year-old energetic brother in front of him, remembering the moment he died. Shen Lin, with his half-crippled body, had lain beside him, sobbing uncontrollably, unable to speak.

His eyes suddenly welled up, and he blinked rapidly, but tears still rolled down uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.

"I..." Shen Lin was stunned, feeling a moment of confusion. The hand holding Shen Yan's shirt loosened, and his expression showed some panic. However, the words he spoke were still fierce: "Shen Yan, aren't you ashamed? Crying at your age?"

Perhaps having been under the sun for too long, Shen Yan felt Shen Lin's voice was somewhat faint. Though he was right in front of him, it seemed as if the voice was coming from far away.

His head also ached terribly.

Shen Lin was completely dumbfounded, watching Shen Yan's labored breathing, which sounded like a broken bellows, struggling for air. He was at a loss.

Aunt Wang quickly stepped forward: "Xiao Lin, let go of Yan Yan quickly! Quick! Call the doctor."

Before Shen Yan fainted, he whispered: "Xiao Lin..."

*

"Shen Lin, what's going on? Don't you know your brother's health is fragile? Why are you arguing with him?" Shu Qianfei said, her arms crossed, her eyes cold as she looked at her younger son, her tone somewhat reproachful.

She had been in a meeting when Aunt Wang called her, and she had rushed over immediately. She was still shaken.

Shen Lin's eyes stared directly at his mother in front of him, slowly turning red. He knew that every time it was like this, but he still held onto a sliver of hope that his mother would listen to his explanation.

The two stood facing each other for a long time before Shen Lin managed to say, "I didn't."

He hadn't argued with Shen Yan.

Shu Qianfei was relentless, "Then why did Yan Yan suddenly faint?"

"It’s not Xiao Lin’s fault. I stayed in the sun for too long," Shen Yan's voice was very soft, but the two in the ward heard it immediately.

Shu Qianfei immediately turned towards him, "It's good that you're awake, how are you feeling?"

Shen Yan looked at his mother without speaking. It had been two years since he last saw his mother.

In his memory, his mother rarely smiled. Even on the day the police took her away, her spine was still straight.

Shen Yan had always been afraid of his mother, who rarely smiled. Now, thinking back to his past life, whenever he was sick, his mother would always come to see him.

In his previous life, right after Shen Lin had a car accident and was told by the doctor that he would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair, unable to walk, Shen Lin laughed and said, "Shen Yan, I've become a weakling too. Do you think Mom will start paying more attention to me like she does to you?"

But by then, Shu Qianfei was already in prison and couldn't see Shen Lin.

Memories from his past life flashed through his mind like a slideshow, one moment it was Shen Lin in a wheelchair, the next it was Shu Qianfei before she was imprisoned.

"Do you need your kind explanation?"

Shu Qianfei glanced back at Shen Lin, warning him, "Shen Lin!"

Shen Lin snorted, turned his face away, refusing to look at Shu Qianfei.

In his previous life, he had been chasing after Hu Chengyu, never knowing that his cold and aloof brother was actually jealous of him.

Jealous that their strict and formidable mother was only gentle towards him.

Perhaps thinking of Hu Chengyu's name, Shen Yan's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly composed himself.

Since he’s been given another chance at life, he would keep his distance from Hu Chengyu.

Shen Yan said, "Mom, it really has nothing to do with Xiao Lin."

But his frail appearance only made Shu Qianfei’s eyes fill with concern, "Yan Yan, you don't need to speak for your brother. I watched the security footage on my way here." She then looked at Shen Lin.

That look seemed to say, 'You know what you did, own up to it!'

Shen Lin was stunned for a moment, then his jaw tightened, his chest heaved, and his breathing grew heavy.

Shen Yan knew that this was Shen Lin’s expression of grievance and anger.

He raised his hand to his forehead in frustration, forgetting that his hand was still connected to the IV.

Shu Qianfei immediately took his wrist and lowered it.

Shen Yan had a beautiful bone structure, and even his thin wrist was very pretty. The bruise from the needle on his pale hand stood out.

Shen Yan asked, "Mom, did you only watch the part where I passed out?"

Shu Qianfei didn't say anything, clearly implying that was the case.

"Xiao Lin just came over and said a few words to me. We really didn’t argue," Shen Yan explained again.

Shu Qianfei said, "Do you need to grab someone’s collar to talk?"

Shen Yan was stumped and also looked at Shen Lin.

At that moment, Shen Lin seemed very angry, but why was he angry?

Shen Yan had only recently been reborn and was temporarily bewildered.

Under the gaze of Shu Qianfei and Shen Yan, Shen Lin felt an urge to flee.

But rather than escaping, he was now more curious about Shen Yan. What’s gotten into him today?

Why was he defending him repeatedly?

Feeling uncomfortable under their gazes, Shen Lin lightly coughed. "Shen Yan, was it you who broke the battleship in my room?"

At the mention of the battleship, a memory flashed in Shen Yan's mind.

In his previous life, he had indeed quarreled with Shen Lin over that battleship. It was a fierce argument, but his body couldn't handle anger. He passed out halfway through the argument.

After that day, he didn't see Shen Lin for a whole month.

As for why he had broken Shen Lin's battleship?

Well, to put it simply, it was a case of beauty being a curse.

He had spent nearly half a month making two woolen felt dolls, one of himself and the other of Hu Chengyu, sitting on a swing. It was a gift he had prepared for Hu Chengyu.

Unexpectedly, Shen Lin had brought home a Border Collie, which ran into his room and chewed the two dolls into rags.

Seeing the mess of wool, Shen Yan felt a momentary dizziness.

"Since it's broken, we can always buy another one," Shu Qianfei said.

As soon as her words fell, Shen Lin's expression turned ugly.

In the past, hearing his mother speak so decisively, Shen Yan had only felt fear rather than a sense of protection.

Especially when Shu Qianfei's face darkened, her unique presence was overpowering, making people afraid to resist.

When Shu Qianfei turned to look at Shen Yan, she noticed a strand of hair on his forehead. As she reached out, Shen Yan slightly retreated, his hand paused in mid-air, stiff for a moment.

It was an instinctive reaction. When Shen Yan came to his senses, he moved closer to Shu Qianfei’s hand for the first time.

Shu Qianfei was taken aback for a moment, her expression softening slightly.

"Yan Yan, the Hu family has sent an invitation letter. I've asked my assistant to arrange a custom-made dress for you. Feel better soon," Shu Qianfei said, rubbing his soft hair.

Shen Yan's features were elegant, resembling his father's. Despite his cold and distant appearance, his personality was gentle.

"Hmph, sucking up," Shen Lin coldly muttered, making the atmosphere in the hospital room tense.

Shu Qianfei's aura was indeed strong. If the employees at the company saw her cold expression, they would have fallen silent in fear.

The former Shen Yan was also afraid.

Shen Lin stiffened his neck, his expression defiant. "Am I wrong? Isn’t he sucking up?"

"Get out!" Shu Qianfei's voice was low but brooked no refusal.

Shen Lin glanced at her, turned away in anger, and just as his hand touched the door, he heard Shen Yan say, "I'm not going."

Shen Lin's back tensed, and he turned around to look at her in surprise, his gaze as if he were seeing a stranger.

Author's Note:

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*Fake Young Master Slept with the Eldest Heir of a Wealthy Family and Ran Away with a Baby*

He planned everything, but he never imagined that Zhou Nianxing would actively flee from him.

*

In Zhou Nianxing's eyes, Zhou Yanxiu was aloof and self-possessed, like a falcon soaring over a snowy mountain, lonely and powerful.

Untouchable!

Yet he didn't know, this falcon had once lain at his feet in the dark, gently nipping at his slender, pale ankle.

*Pseudo Incest*

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