The doctor shook his hand in front of him, "What's wrong?"

"Mirror."

"What?"

Zhou Xiang suddenly shouted roughly, "Give me a mirror."

The doctor was startled and thought about it, but he still handed him a mirror, "Your face is fine, relax, don't be excited."

Zhou Xiang snatched the mirror, and a young and handsome face clearly reflected in the mirror. He looked twenty-five and sixty-six years old, his eyes were not big, and he was very energetic. Although his face was pale, he still looked very masculine.

But this is not him, Zhou Xiang!

No wonder the aunt called his son. She was not wrong, but she didn't know that there was a wild soul living in her son's body.

So, he was still dead. At least his body, if he fell from such a high cliff, how could he not be crushed to pieces? But his soul was reborn in someone else's body, and this young man, also known as Zhou Xiang.

The doctor looked at him strangely, "What's wrong with you? Do you feel any discomfort?"

Zhou Xiang threw the mirror aside, lay limply on the bed, covered his eyes with the back of his hands, and murmured, "It's okay."

He was still shocked. How could he accept everything in front of him?

Maybe it’s because they have the same name and surname that God has taken the wrong soul?

No matter what, everything was too strange. He had always been an atheist. He didn't believe in any monsters and monsters and had never feared them. However, what happened now made him shaken. For a moment, he really didn't know how to react except shock.

The doctor said understandingly, "Close your eyes and take a rest. You have been in a coma for two years and just woke up. The psychological burden will be very high. Don't put pressure on yourself, go to bed."

The doctor's vicissitudes and thick voice was like a hypnotic needle. Zhou Xiang closed his eyes and felt a burst of fatigue surge into his heart. He gradually became sleepy.

It's good that he survived and with a new identity, this is the opportunity given by God to start over and he can put aside the past and live a good life.

Put aside those...he felt that he failed and did not want to look back on the past.

"Come on, drink this chicken soup, drink the soup first and then eat to nourish the stomach." Chen Ying looked at Zhou Xiang with heartache, and the kindness in his eyes made Zhou Xiang feel sad.

He could not speak to a mother that the son she had worked hard to raise was living in someone else's body.

"Drink, why are you standing there? Even if you don't remember me, you must remember this taste. You have loved drinking the soup I stewed since you were a child, drink it."

Zhou Xiang took the soup bowl, scooped up a spoonful of fragrant chicken soup, and took a sip. The taste was delicious and tempting. He couldn't help but drink several more sips.

"Slow down, don't get hot."

After drinking a bowl of soup, Zhou Xiang looked at Chen Ying and said in a deep voice: "Ah... Mom, don't deliver food to me every day. There is food in the hospital." He has been awakening for three days. It has been raining these two days. Every time Chen Ying comes in, he sees her trouser legs are wet. In order to deliver a hot meal to his son, this short and thin woman has to take the bus for more than ten minutes to walk on the bus for half an hour. He is sad and moved. This is the feeling of a mother. He thinks he will never understand it in his life.

Chen Ying sighed, "What's wrong with delivering food? I can't even give it to you before." Thinking of the hardships of the past two years, Chen Ying's eyes turned red, but she immediately laughed, "If you don't talk about these things, just wake up. Mom doesn't want anything, and she won't force you to do things you don't want, as long as you live well."

Zhou Xiang vaguely felt that Chen Ying had something to say, but he didn't ask, afraid that he would touch her sad things again. From her and the doctor, he knew intermittently that this body was hit by a heavy object that fell two years ago. Everyone thought he would be a vegetative for the rest of his life, but he didn't expect that he would wake up. Zhou Xiang also knew that it had been two years since he accidentally fell off the cliff in the heavy rain.

He not only looked at the old man on the next bed. There were only two of them in this double ward. The old man had been paralyzed from a stroke and had been lying in bed for more than half a year. It is said that he was still conscious, but it was similar to the living dead. The old man had no wife, only one son, his son was busy with work, and he could only come once or twice a week. Chen Ying sometimes helped the nurse to take care of the elderly. Zhou Xiang saw Chen Ying and the nurse sweating profusely to wipe the elderly, and he could imagine how Chen Ying took care of him in the past two years. How much suffering has this woman suffered for his son, but after he woke up, he didn't mention it. Zhou Xiang looked at her and could not help but imagine whether his mother would have to worry about him like this if she lived to this day.

In his heart, he gradually accepted the fact that Chen Ying was his mother. He even felt a little lucky. He wanted to have a mother he had when he woke up. He really treated him well. Not only did he give him a second life, but he also gave him a mother.

After Zhou Xiang finished his meal under Chen Ying's supervision, Chen Ying slapped him in the wind with a fan and looked at him with a smile, her eyes full of love. Zhou Xiang felt a little embarrassed by her, and Chen Ying immediately said, "Son, do you want to watch TV for a while?"

"Oh, OK."

Chen Ying turned on the TV, but both of them were not focused on the TV. Zhou Xiang asked, "Mom, when will I be discharged from the hospital?" He could see that Chen Ying was not rich, and he felt that he was all over, so there was no need to continue living in the hospital.

Chen Ying said: "No hurry. I have spent a lot of money over the years. Are you still missing these days? Mom just hopes that you can go out healthy. Let's listen to the doctor. The doctors who treat you are very good. They say that you will be discharged from the hospital when you are discharged."

Zhou Xiang nodded, "Mom, tell me about our family affairs, and the doctor also said, "Tell me, maybe I will remember that day." Without calling me "Mom", Zhou Xiang felt his heart beating very fast, not knowing whether it was because of relief or guilt.

Chen Ying smiled, "This is not in a hurry. When you are discharged from the hospital, I will find you a photo of your childhood. I will tell you while looking at it. The doctor said that you can't be tired now. Just cultivate well and don't have to think about anything."

Zhou Xiang didn't force himself, so he accidentally dropped his eyes on the TV screen. A movie was being broadcast on the TV. When the camera turned, a familiar figure appeared on the screen.

Zhou Xiang widened his eyes.

Wang Yudong!

The director gave the male movie star a close-up. He was undoubtedly a very handsome man, elegant and elegant. The tailored suit made his figure look slender and upright. The corners of his mouth were filled with a smile like a spring breeze. I don’t know how many women’s hearts were confused. Zhou Xiang was very familiar with this famous actor. He had been a martial arts stand-in for him in many movies because they had very similar figures and backs.

If it weren't for this, Yan Mingxiu really looked down on him. Unfortunately, he really didn't know at the beginning. If he knew, he would relax and be a friend of Yan Mingxiu and not have to fall into such an ugly situation as breaking apart.

There were a burst of puffy pain in the heart. This heart should not be considered as Zhou Xiang's heart, but it still hurts for those things. It's really unreasonable. Zhou Xiang smiled self-deprecatingly, "Mom, change the table."

"Oh." Chen Ying turned his head and looked at him, "Isn't this Wang Yudong?"

"You know?"

"Oh, your mother is not old enough to watch TV, right?" Chen Ying smiled and glanced at him, "Who doesn't know Wang Yudong, he is a very famous big star. When he got married in the first half of the year, the little girl from your aunt Zhang's house next door was crying and wiping tears to death. I really don't know what the children nowadays think."

Zhou Xiang's body trembled, "He...he is he married?"

Chen Ying glanced at him strangely, "Son, do you remember him?"

"No, I don't remember, just, don't male celebrities get married late? I think he's only twenty or thirty."

"Yes, the newspaper said that he had been with his wife for several years. He said that the woman's background was very mysterious. Anyway, it was a very amazing lady. The reporter couldn't find much information. I just remember that his wife's surname was very nice, and her surname was Yan, not Yan Zi and Yan, it was..."

Zhou Xiang didn't listen to what Chen Ying said later. One thing repeated in his mind, that is, Wang Yudong and Yan Mingmei got married.

What will happen to Yan Mingxiu when they get married? Will he cry and seek death? He is so obsessed with Wang Yudong. He will go crazy when he sees Wang Yudong from his sister's boyfriend to his brother-in-law, right?

Ha, it’s ridiculous. Speaking of which, Yan Mingxiu, although we are not the same person, we both have one problem, that is, we are always jealous of things that do not belong to us.

☆, Chapter 2

After staying in the hospital for two more days, Zhou Xiang felt good and really didn't want to stay in the hospital anymore. So he told Chen Ying again that he wanted to be discharged.

Chen Ying said to ask the doctor.

Zhou Xiang was waiting in the ward by himself, and the old man who was sleeping in the bed next to him, who probably would never wake up. Sometimes he slept in the middle of the night, thinking that there was someone lying next to him, but there was no sound at all. It was actually quite insidious.

At this time, the ward door opened. He thought Chen Ying was back, but he didn't expect a man in his forties to come in. When he saw this man, Zhou Xiang was stunned.

Cai Wei?

Cai Wei was stunned when he saw him, and then said in surprise: "You...you, you, are you awake?"

Zhou Xiang blinked his eyes. He was even more shocked than Cai Wei. He didn't expect that he would meet his former friend in just a few days after waking up.

Cai Wei stepped in front of him a few steps. The rough man was so excited that his face was blushed. He pressed Zhou Xiang's shoulder with great strength so that Zhou Xiang felt a little hurt. He said excitedly, "Brother, you don't know me, but I know you." He pointed to the bed with a bag of food, "That's my dad. My dad has been lying there for more than half a year. I see you every time I come. Oh, my dad is not that old. You are still so young. If you really want to lie for the rest of your life, your mom will be done. I didn't expect you to wake up, it's great." He patted Zhou Xiang's shoulder heavily, and a straightforward smile appeared on his face.

Zhou Xiang's heart was trembling. He grabbed Cai Wei's arm and was so excited that he couldn't speak. He wanted to call out "Brother Wei", but for Cai Wei now, he was just a stranger who happened to be named Zhou Xiang.

Cai Wei looked at it strangely, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? I'll call you a doctor?"

"No, no. That, you, don't give up, maybe the uncle will wake up one day."

Cai Wei put the thing on his father's side, then sat on the chair, sighed, "No hope, I've had a stroke at this age... I'm just hanging now. He's so half-dead, and the whole family feels uncomfortable, but I can't watch him die." Cai Wei glanced at his father, "No matter what, I'm still alive now."
Chapter completed!