Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 651 [Boy Group Side Story] Reminiscing 5

"Cheng Shulan, you're such a worry."

The two spoke at the same time. Zhao Zhao's voice had been drowned out, but Cheng Sui'an still managed to hear what he was saying.

He sat on the bed, his figure thin, and held him blankly for a long time before finally replying, "This is... I think I heard Zhao Zhao's voice."

"You heard me right, it's Zhao Zhao." Yu Xingli chuckled. This kid finally figured it out, that's really something.

Zhao Zhao puffed out her chest, blinked, and said, "I am Zhao Zhao."

The familiar voice rang out, and those two words easily brought tears to Cheng Sui'an's eyes. Her already weak body, coupled with this expression, made her appear even more fragile.

Zhao Zhao and the others felt a pang of sympathy watching this.

"Why didn't you tell us you were sick? Why did you choose to tough it out on your own?" Wen Muqing asked worriedly. When they heard that their boss had found Cheng Sui'an unconscious at home, they were all extremely nervous.

“It doesn’t matter,” Cheng Sui’an said childishly, wiping away her tears and holding up the doll happily. “Is this a gift you gave me? I like it very much.”

"The voice imitation is quite accurate, and it's quite intelligent... it's just that the appearance isn't very good." He examined it carefully.

The childish gesture involved tugging at the doll's plastic hair, and then one of the fingers was grasped by the doll's cold hand.

He paused, stiffly looking up to meet the helpless expressions of Yu Xingli and Wen Muqing.

Yu Xingli sighed and explained in one breath, "Do we have to tell you several times, huh?"

Wen Muqing smiled and said, "This is Zhaozhao, but his soul is temporarily inside this doll."

After hearing their explanation, Cheng Sui'an was even more afraid to move: "Aren't you guys a little too crazy?"

"Have you been practicing some kind of evil magic...?"

“I know you miss Zhaozhao, but you can’t, you can’t,” he could no longer hold back and cried out, “but you can’t capture his soul and put it into this doll’s body!”

Hey! I really don't know what you guys are laughing at!

Cheng Sui'an blushed deeply. At that moment, Lan Sen and Zhou Zhiyan opened the door and walked in.

"The doctor has left, but... what are you arguing about?"

Lan Sen's indifferent gaze swept over Zhao Zhao, landing on her with tenderness.

"Zhaozhao, come here."

So Zhao Zhao flew over, but her huge eyes remained fixed on the bewildered Cheng Sui'an.

When Cheng Sui'an woke up, it was already evening. Seeing that there were only a few people around, Lan Sen said gently, "Zhao Zhao, there's no one else here now, you can come out."

"Good~"

Then a magical scene unfolded before Cheng Sui'an's eyes. A semi-transparent figure suddenly floated out of the doll's body. He probably guessed what it was and instinctively trembled with fear.

But when that person's face appeared, his longing outweighed his physical fear, and he widened his eyes, rushing towards him as eagerly as everyone else before him.

"Zhaozhao! It really is you!"

Zhao Zhao reached out and hugged him first, so Cheng Sui'an didn't fall out and landed steadily in this cold embrace.

"How did you come back? How could you possibly come back? Aren't you?"

He paused, and with his mind clear, he finally recognized Zhao Zhao's state: "You've come back as a ghost!"

Then Yu Xingli slapped him on the head.

"What are you asking all the questions about? What do you care what form Zhao Zhao came back in?"

Those who truly love him don't care whether he's a human or a ghost, not even Cheng Sui'an, who is always timid and afraid of ghosts.

He nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, it's good that Zhaozhao is back!"

"However, will you still leave us?" It's no wonder Cheng Sui'an was cautious; Zhao Zhao's current state made him feel extremely insecure.

At the same time, the scene of his departure from them is still vivid in their minds, making it hard to let go.

"No, I will always be with you."

As they laughed, they suddenly became sad.

"But don't you need to be reincarnated? Won't we affect you...?" Yu Xingli had read too many novels, and this sentence was automatically formed in his mind.

The others wanted to laugh, but also felt that his question was very valid.

Zhao Zhao: "Of course not. Not only will it not affect me, it will even benefit me."

He explained earnestly, "I still have too many regrets in this world, and only by making up for those regrets can I be reincarnated in peace."

"Regret? Are we your regret?" Lan Sen's gentle eyes were filled with sadness.

"of course!"

Cheng Sui'an chuckled and gently nuzzled against his body: "I'm willing to help you make up for this regret."

“Me too.” Others raised their hands.

Wen Muqing chuckled and pulled Cheng Sui'an away, saying, "Alright, now it's my turn to hug you."

After learning from them in the afternoon that Zhao Zhao had returned and was temporarily residing in the doll, he accepted the fact with a good mindset. But now, seeing Zhao Zhao in person, the overwhelming longing could no longer be suppressed.

Zhao Zhao let go of Cheng Sui'an and took the initiative to hug her friend who had grown quite a bit.

"Qingqing, you've grown up to be so outstanding."

"It's really nice to see you all again."

Wen Muqing smiled and said, "Me too."

Lansen and the others: "Me too."

Everyone is.

Perhaps because Zhao Zhao came back, Cheng Sui'an, who had been listless, suddenly became energetic and made a fuss on the phone, demanding to be discharged from the hospital.

The boss couldn't persuade him otherwise, so he had no choice but to agree: "Yes!"

"Xiao He will come to pick you up later, so be careful and stay safe," Shan Le instructed.

As members of a popular boy band, they are being watched by many people, both openly and secretly.

The accident five years ago frightened them, and it also frightened Xiao He, so he would send someone to pick them up every time the boy band went out.

"Xiao He," Zhao Zhao said, sitting on the edge of the bed, unconsciously swinging her legs, "I wonder what he's become after five years?"

Is he still the same cold, arrogant, and germaphobic boy I remember?

Zhao Zhao is looking forward to their reunion.

"What else could it be? He'll still be the same as before, always wearing that sour face," Yu Xingli said with a smile, looking out the window and beckoning Zhaozhao over to look.

Following the direction he pointed, Zhao Zhao saw a noble-looking man getting out of the car surrounded by bodyguards. His hair was neatly combed, and his indifferent eyes seemed to regard no one as a threat.

Things have changed. The germaphobic boy who used to live in Leyu's little apartment has grown up into a domineering CEO straight out of a novel.

Zhao Zhao looked at the figures outside their window, lost in thought.

He smiled and joked with the people inside the window, "When Xiao He gets angry now, does he say 'Man, you're playing with fire'?"

"Has the domineering CEO Xiao He finally found his leading lady?"

"Will his butler say, 'This is the first time our young master has smiled so happily'?"

He genuinely wanted to know, but Yu Xingli and the others just laughed and didn't answer his question at all.

"Hahaha, I don't know, but Zhao Zhao, you might be able to ask Yu Xingli."

"Yes, Xingxing often argues with Xiao He, so he should know best."

Yu Xingli sighed and tapped his head from a distance: "Did you ruin your brain from reading novels? Hmm?"

"Knock knock knock."

"Open the door." These two simple and clear words perfectly reflected Xiao He's character.

When the cold, sophisticated, and world-weary voice rang out, the jeers in the room reached their peak.

"Hahaha, doesn't Zhao Zhao have a lot of questions? Then go and ask them yourself."

Cheng Sui'an led him, who was feeling apprehensive about returning home, to the door, where Lan Sen opened it for him.

The moment the door opened, their eyes met, and the other person's calm and indifferent eyes instantly turned into a stormy sea.

With a swift, icy hand, he pulled Xiao He through the door. The short Zhao Zhao pinned Xiao He against the doorframe, supporting herself with one hand in front of him.

The handsome young man smiled brightly and blurted out, "Man, did you miss me?"

The usually calm and composed Xiao He was so shocked by the person in front of him that he couldn't recover. He subconsciously said, "I want to."

"Five years have passed. I heard you've become a powerful CEO?"

"Ah."

The domineering CEO Xiao He's eyes betrayed his words, his actions spoke louder than words; his eyes never left him, and his inner doubts reached their peak.

He said coldly and impatiently, "It's my turn to interrogate you." He was eager to verify the authenticity of the scene before him.

A trembling hand pierced through Zhao Zhao's arm. He paused, then pretended to be calm as he looked at Yu Xingli and the others.

"And why didn't you tell me about this sooner!"

His voice, though trying to sound calm, trembled with excitement; every detail betrayed the man's inner turmoil.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhao's eyebrows curved with joy, and even the proud Xiao He could understand without saying a word.

He missed him, just like everyone else, he missed him terribly.

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