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Qingge wiped away the tears on her face. Looking at the furious Jing Chen, she instantly understood the reason why Jing Chen was hiding this from her.

Jing Chen was afraid that she would sympathize with him, so he preferred to silently endure by himself.

Qingge walked over and sat down on the sofa. She tugged on Jing Chen's sleeve and slowly said, "Sit down, why are you angry at Iven?"

Jing Chen stood there without moving. Qing Ge said to Ai Wen, "Go out, don't stand there foolishly. He's just joking. Can he really take your life?" "Bring the servants out. No one is allowed in until I am out."

Ai Wen hesitated for a moment. Seeing that Jing Chen did not continue speaking, he listened to Qing Ge's words and brought everyone else out of the mansion. The door slammed shut, leaving behind only the two of them.

Jing Chen had originally thought that Qingge would ask him a lot of questions, like why didn't she tell him that he had undergone a heart transplant? But Clear Song did not speak to him. Instead, he walked straight to the center of the hall and sat down in front of the piano.

The melodious sound of the piano flowed out with the movement of Qingge's fingertips. She played "The Autumn Whispers", but she changed the tune, changing the intense part to a soothing one, with a hint of sadness and stubbornness in the middle, as if she was fighting something in a gentle manner. By the end of the song, the speed of Qingge had increased a little, no longer the tune of "Autumn Whispers", but a strange and impromptu harmony.

The last of the notes turned a few times and stopped at the tip of the lyric's sliding fingers. Clear Song let out a breath and closed the piano.

She sat on the piano chair with her back facing Jing Chen. The curtains of the mansion were drawn, so the sunlight could not enter.

Qingge opened her mouth and said, "If you don't want to tell me, are you afraid that I will sympathize with you?"

Jing Chen was stunned. Qing Ge had actually guessed his thoughts.

Qingge seemed to smile a little, "Actually, I understand your fear very well, because I had the same kind of fear as you in the past. Afraid that others will know my secret, afraid that those I love will avoid me when they find out, and treat me like a monster. "

Jing Chen was a little doubtful and felt a little uneasy in his heart, "What is your secret?"

Qingge turned around, "Do you believe in rebirth? Or do you believe in parallel worlds? "

Jing Chen pursed his lips, but didn't answer Qing Ge's question.

Qingge continued, "I believe you. "Because I myself am a reincarnated person."

"I know it sounds ridiculous. Sometimes I don't believe it. I just feel like I'm having a dream."

"But it did happen to me."

Qingge walked over and sat on the sofa.

"In my previous life, you were also present in my life, and you are a particularly important person. In this life, your path is no different from your previous one. The only difference is, you, in your previous life, died in that explosion, and you, in this life, have lived until now. "

Jing Chen's hands began to tremble. Everything he heard was absurd, but he believed it because Clear Song had never lied to him.

"And then?" Jing Chen couldn't help but ask.

"I lost you and saw your body with my own eyes. Then I went back home and for a long time I didn't eat, drink, or sleep. I refused to talk to anyone. My dad got anxious and thought of all sorts of ways to do it, but it didn't work. "

"After that, Xu Wen appeared. He had learnt a little psychological guidance, and he often comforted me and comforted me. I slowly recovered. Dad let us get engaged, and I think it would be nice if we could spend the rest of our lives together in peace. But the truth is, he lied to me, and his appearance was coincidental, it was all part of a plan. He and Li Baiting caused my death, and even disguised as me committing suicide. "

I opened my eyes once again and everything returned to the year that I just returned back home. There were many things that didn't happen, and the thing that surprised me the most was that you didn't die, and once again, you appeared in front of me.

Clear Song stared into Jing Chen's eyes and enunciated every word, "I've lost you before and tasted this pain." If you were to silently die without my knowledge in this life, then I will hate you and definitely not forgive you! "

"I have no sympathy for you, only heartache. The reason why I said all of this is to tell you that even though you think that there will be a turning point in the road of death, if I die, wouldn't I have to live once more? "

"I will wait for you in the capital. When you come back, we will work hard together. If you don't do anything and you just calmly face death, then I will treat Jing Chen as a person that has never appeared in this world before."

After saying that, Qingge stood on her tiptoes and hugged Jing Chen. She gently patted his back and said, "I'm going, you must come."

Clear Song opened the door of the villa and saw Iven standing outside.

She walked over and asked, "Tell the truth, is there any chance that Jing Chen will recover?"

Iven adjusted his glasses and said, "It's almost impossible. His heart is already failing, and it's not just his heart. Let's put it this way, his organs are failing more rapidly than a normal person's body. Although he is only in his twenties, he has already experienced the kind of organ failure that old people have. "

Qing Ge suppressed the bitterness in his heart. "What if I change his heart? Or maybe I can change all of his failing organs?"

Elvin said: "This method may be plausible in theory but it is very difficult to operate." First of all, where could he get so many hearts and organs to exchange for him? After all, there were only a few people who donated their bodies. Secondly, even if he had a heart and an organ to replace it, there was no guarantee that he wouldn't show any rejection. The moment there was rejection, he could die at any time. Thirdly, even if he doesn't reject it, he is different from normal people. His movements will be restricted and his life will be shorter than normal people. "

Qingge nodded her head, "I know, but if I don't do anything and just watch him die, I definitely won't be able to do it. I'm going back to the capital. Take care of him properly, I'll be waiting for him there. "

Clear Song headed for the private jet. The moment the hatch closed, she slid down the door, crying like a child. Tears rolled down his face. He wiped them away, wiped them away, as if they were endless. She did not get up until her crying had broken down. She sat down on the seat and closed her eyes, drowsily, with tears in her eyes.