The Year Everyone Hated Me Died

[Rebirth in Chapter 18]

The year Ye Jinzhe died was also the first year the Ye family had found their illegitimate son, Ye Buchan. And that day happened to be the birthday celebration the Ye family was throwing for their youngest son.

From the city's tallest TV tower to the screens in the subway, everything was playing fan tributes to Ye Buchan. Students on the street were all discussing this year's talent-show champion, Ye Buchan, and even the shopping malls were playing his hottest hit single of the year.

Ye Jinzhe sat on the rooftop and called his childhood friend. He told him that no matter what happened tomorrow, he shouldn't be surprised.

His friend asked what he was doing.

Ye Jinzhe said, "I'm going back. Back to the place where my mother lived."

His friend sensed something was wrong and frantically asked where he was.

The phone had been set down, but the call was still connected. Only the night wind could be heard.

*

Ye Jinzhe thought he would reunite with his mother, who had died of illness years ago.

But when he woke up, he was lying in the hospital room where he'd stayed at the age of six.

Back then, because of a congenital illness, he'd spent all his time in the hospital.

This time, he pulled out the tube used for his blood transfusions.

People saw a trickle of black blood running from his chin. There was a breathtaking beauty to it.

His eldest brother, who had always despised him, picked him up. "You'll get better if you take your medicine. Don't do this, okay?"

The person who had always ignored him was frantic, eyes red. "If you don't get treatment, I'll be so upset. So upset."

His childhood friend, who had always looked down on him, was flustered and cautious. "Is it because of me that you won't take your medicine?"

Before, he'd been the one chasing after them eagerly. Now, strangely enough, they were all competing to treat him well.

1. Reborn in Chapter 18, when the story goes premium.

2. The gong is Gu Yanbai. 1v1.

3. Ye Songran is not related to the Ye family by blood. He has an independent household registration and no legal familial ties to them.

4. The cover was a gift from the lovely artist Bishui. Thanks to all the lovely artists!

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Synopsis:

The first time Lu Suqian met Qi Gu, he was on his way to a basketball court.

He was late and wasn't allowed in. Just then, Qi Gu, who was crouching by a flowerbed at the entrance, jumped up. "100 yuan, and I'll get you inside."

Lu Suqian paid without hesitation. Facing him, Qi Gu shouted, "The organizers are here! Make way, someone from the organizing team!"

And just like that, Lu Suqian strolled into the court without anyone stopping him.

The second time he saw Qi Gu, Qi Gu took one look at Lu Suqian's designer outfit and immediately recognized a big spender. "Boss, there's a fast track. Want to take it?"

Lu Suqian recognized him. "Sure."

Qi Gu led Lu Suqian into the crowd watching the monkeys. "Make way, the monkey king's original dad is here!"

The people around them went from staring in confusion to realizing they'd been cut in line and cursing furiously. Qi Gu turned around and cursed right back. His imposing presence was so overwhelming that he could take on a hundred people at once.

Qi Gu was desperately short of money. So when Lu Suqian looked him over and asked, "Want a job?"

"Sure. I'll do anything for money."

Lu Suqian brought Qi Gu home to make his first love, who had left and then come back, jealous.

People in their circle laughed. "Why'd you bring a monkey home?"

Lu Suqian was in a meeting when someone walked in carrying two enormous thermoses. He set out four dishes and a soup with a clatter. "Lu-ge, eat on time. Don't hurt your stomach."

Lu Suqian was arguing with someone on the phone when Qi Gu snatched it away. "What makes you think you're good enough to yell at my Lu-ge?" Lu Suqian said, "That's my dad." Qi Gu silently handed the phone back.

People in their circle could laugh all they wanted.

But, well, everyone gradually saw with their own eyes that Lu Suqian was crazy about him.

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Synopsis:

Also known as: The Sickly Young Master Gives Up and Gets Spoiled

Qi Ji had been raised in luxury as a young master, until one day he transmigrated into a book.

He'd already been sickly before he transmigrated into the book, and after landing in an angsty novel, he brought all his ailments with him.

In the original story, the villainous, manipulative protagonist shou cut himself with a box cutter and framed Qi Ji, who was the one punished.

The second time, the protagonist shou deliberately arranged for him to be in the study when something was stolen. The adults beat him viciously, and he came down with a serious illness.

The third time, the protagonist shou mocked him. He desperately shook his head, begging them to see that he hadn't done it, but someone stepped on his chest, making him cough up a mass of blood.

After transmigrating into the book, Qi Ji emptied all his medicine bottles and canceled his regular hospital visits. He didn't have many days left, but he was afraid of pain, so he carefully wrapped himself in layers and layers of bandages, hoping it would hurt less when they beat him.

When the box-cutter incident happened, Qi Ji could barely walk. His face was even paler than the person who'd been cut, drained of all color. "It was me. Take me away."

Before the protagonist shou could say his lines, Qi Ji walked into the study and pressed the alarm button himself. When they came running, he was lying on the floor, lifting his face, contorted with stomach pain. "You finally came. I've been waiting so long, I almost died of pain."

Before the protagonist shou could even begin his performance, Qi Ji had waited too long and couldn't hold on any longer. He clutched his chest and fell to the floor, blood already trickling from his mouth. He closed his eyes and said, "That's right. I did all of it. Break my legs, just like in the book's ending."

Later, his eldest brother, who had despised him, picked him up. "I'm sorry. I didn't know you were sick."

His former fiance, who had called off their engagement, looked at him with bloodshot eyes. "Are you getting back at me?"

The person he'd once loved but could never have asked him, "Why don't you take better care of yourself?"

His childhood friend, who had loathed him, wept. "Don't do this. It breaks my heart."

Later, surrounded by everyone's warmth, the sickly young master's health gradually stabilized. They spoiled him more and more each day.

The sickly young master fretted, "You really don't have to pity me."

They said, "It's love. Not pity."

The sickly young master: "..."

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Synopsis:

Qi Qingjia. Born a mistake.

As the eldest son, he always had to consider his family first, then its honor, then his younger brothers. Himself came last of all.

When his younger brother got into serious trouble, his parents were the first to scold him. "Why didn't you keep your brother in line?"

He took the blame for his brother's mistake, endured twelve lashes, was expelled from the scientific research institute, and was blacklisted from the entire industry.

His younger brother fell for a pampered omega. Not knowing the omega was engaged, Qi Qingjia was publicly humiliated when he pleaded for his brother after another mistake.

The person he loved swore they'd be together for life. Yet they kept him hanging while pursuing someone of higher status.

When disaster struck the family, they sent him away as a scapegoat. After his first day of punishment, he returned home covered in wounds, only to be told he'd brought shame on the family and thrown out.

While being punished, he spoke softly. "It was me. Just like the law demands, break my bones."

When his brother's rival in love humiliated him, he simply acknowledged it. "That's right. You're right."

And when the person he loved made a joke of him, casually telling others, he silently endured it. "Qi Qingjia? He's just a housekeeper, always putting his useless younger brothers first. Dating him is like dating a piece of wood."

At last, Qi Qingjia's heart turned to ash.

With nowhere to go, he entered the black market and became the experimental subject of a ruthless, illegal scientist.

He willingly let them inject him with countless drugs. When their effects took hold, cold sweat soaked his clothes.

As he waited for the day his fate would be decided, Qi Qingjia discovered that the people who had despised him became unusually agitated after losing him. He saw his younger brother causing a scene at his research institute.

His father, who had never set foot in a temple, prayed to the gods in guilt, begging them to bring Qi Qingjia back.

He saw the person he'd once loved offer a reward for information, get scammed, and then, red-eyed and devoid of reason, beat the scammers and demand to know where Qi Qingjia was.

Qi Qingjia thought he was seeing things. But what good was all their futile regret?

Alone, he lay there, weak and helpless. His body was becoming less and less like his own, as if new limbs were breaking out of it. More and more strange insects gathered around him.

After the first snowfall, a military unit found him and took him home.

The strange, unfamiliar people treated him like a treasure, like a king, and used their most precious medicine to heal his body. Day after day, they dried his soft, damp hair and gently cleaned his increasingly delicate, pale face.

His breathtaking beauty grew more astonishing by the day. Every soldier who saw it would charge forward for him as if they were willing to die.

"My noble mother, welcome home."

The news reported that more and more insectoids were descending on the planet, bringing a catastrophic threat to the nation's citizens.

And in a brief shot lasting only a few seconds, the familiar yet unfamiliar beauty of the insect queen appeared. Those who had once despised Qi Qingjia struggled to contain their madness.

Theme: Like a whetstone sharpening a blade, hardship can turn the dull into the keen.