The Eldest Daughter Was Reborn
Chapter 1

The man's hand reached down the tap, and clear tap water flowed out.

The fingers of both hands are slender, the knuckles are strong, and the protruding wrist joint has a different kind of smoothness.

After washing his hands with soap, he took out a piece of paper to clean his hands, and the man opened the door. The sound of live music was loud, a man and a woman were singing affectionately, and others were scornful, drinking, and throwing dice. It was just that the two people who were singing were lacking in voice, and they played the tone in a ridiculous manner.

The young man leaned against the bathroom door, lowered his head and lit a cigarette. Looking up, the fluorescent lights in the private room shone, and the straight nose rods cast a shadow on the cheeks. The white shirt in a black suit does not wear a tie, but has two buttons open, with a long neck and a sexy throat.

"Yue Song!" When others saw him coming out, they signaled to him, "Come on, keep drinking."

Yue Song took out a cigarette with his finger, and drank a few more glasses. Looking at the watch, it was already past twelve in the evening, blocking the others and then pouring them.

"I've got a meeting in three hours, gotta go first."

His friend was not satisfied, "Now midnight."

Yue Song raised his chin, "The video conference with country M is afternoon on their side."

“Fuck, it's boring!” reprimand my friend with a smile, “you are crazy at work.”

Yue Song smiled, pulled out his cigarette, and greeted everyone. "I'm leaving now."

He left the private room, closed the soundproof door, and his ears suddenly got better.

Jinding KTV is a famous entertainment club in K City. He and his friends come often. The waiter in the corridor knew him. With a professional smile, the waiter bowed and gave way to her: "Yue Song."

Yue Song nodded casually, put one hand into his pants pocket, and pulled out the phone with the other, ready to call the driver.

It was just that his phone had not been turned off, and the soundproof door from the private room next to it opened without warning. Someone almost jumped out and grabbed Yue Song's arm.

Yue Song looked surprised, then looked at the face with thick makeup and hair dyed in non-mainstream colors.

And those eyes are too big. If you remove mascara and eyeshadow that are too thick, this will be a large and beautiful pair of eyes. It was just that his eyeshadow was too heavy and his mascara was too thick. The effect of her makeup was also too exaggerated, as if the eyes occupied a third of the face area.

“Don't let him run out!”

Yue Song heard someone shouting inside the room. The voice was a little nervous.

At the same time, someone had hugged the girl's waist and dragged her back.

The hand of the girl who caught Yue Song's arm was already weak, then she was dragged away. The hand slid along Yue Song's arm all the way to the wrist, then to the hand, and finally the fingertips came off.

From grabbing to detachment, actually, it only takes two or three seconds. The girl was dragged in, and the soundproof door was immediately shut. No matter what was inside or what happened, they were all locked in this door, and it had nothing to do with Yue Song.

But Yue Song believed what he saw.

In the last two or three seconds, the girl who seemed unable to speak was dragged backwards, her dark brown and black smeared lips moved, and her mouth was different. Yeah. - Save me!

Yue Song turned to call the maid, but the maid had just disappeared in the corner.

Yue Song turned his head, looked at the door for a bit, and Yue Song pushed the entrance. Although she did not look like a good girl, she still could not ignore it when she saw the girl asking for help.

The people in the room did not expect someone to come suddenly. The person who was awake was startled and stood up and shouted, "What are you doing? Who're you?"

Some lie on couches, unconscious and psychedelic (in a fly, hallucinating under the influence of narcotic drugs). When Yue Song saw it, he knew it in his heart.

But he did not care about these people, he only cared about the girl who had just asked for his help. The girl was laid on the sofa, soft, and would obviously lose consciousness.

He walked over and turned it over, opened his eyelids and looked at his pupils, frowning.

“Fuck your mother! I can't hear people!” A non-mainstream young man with a lot of tattoos came and pushed him.

Yue Song grabbed the man's wrist quickly, frowned and said, "He's in a very bad condition, he should be sent to the hospital!"

Others rushed over and slammed their fists head-on: "Go to the hospital 'your uncle'!"

The waiter delivered drinks from another private room, when he passed room 628, he was almost hit by a door that suddenly opened, and he was shocked to stick to the wall.

The one who opened the door was a non-mainstream young man with yellow hair, he fell to the ground and groaned, unable to get up. Obviously he was thrown.

Immediately after, another tattooed youth was thrown out, rolled around on the floor twice, and stopped after hitting the boundary of the wall.

Fuck, are you guys fighting?

The waiter was about to call security, but someone came out again. Not only did the young man have blood at the corner of his mouth, but his suit and shirt were also a mess. He was holding an unconscious-looking girl in his arms.

The servant was surprised when he saw this man: "Young Master Yue?"

“Call the police, someone sucked drugs.” Yue Song said in a deep voice, “Also, quickly call an ambulance! This girl is dead!”

…

…

Inside the ambulance, the light was not bright. The girl opened her eyes, and there was fear and regret in the eyes that should have been beautiful but had been smeared too much.

He continued to hold Yue Song's hand. The power was not great, but Yue Song could not bear to break free.

If you take a closer look, you can actually see that under thick makeup, there is a very young face. Her facial features are very pretty, and if she removes her makeup, she should be a pretty girl.

Yue Song was convinced that he did not take the initiative to smoke drugs. If he took the initiative, he would not run to ask for help.

Seeing the fear and regret in his eyes, Yue Song felt gentle. He held her hand and comforted gently: "Don't be afraid, I'll be going to the hospital soon, it'll be fine."

There seemed to be gratitude in the girl's eyes, her lips seemed to move, but she eventually lost consciousness...

Yue Song wasted a lot of time and missed a video conference with a client from Country M, but in any case he failed to save the girl's life. He accompanied her through the last journey of her life, witnessing with his own eyes a life like a flower withering prematurely.

The police came, gave him a confession, and found his identity.

—Zhang Yansheng, female, 21 years old, unmarried.

At a young age, he made mistakes and ruined his life.

"It should be her first time" the police said, "her body is sensitive to this, but unfortunately, she is still very young. His family seems pretty rich."

Yue Song said: "He didn't take the initiative to suck."

"Still investigation. A group of people had already been brought to the bureau, and the results had not been given. Why, do you have any evidence?"

"No." Yue Song said, "I feel it."

He went to see the girl at last.

The nurse wiped his face clean. She was indeed a very beautiful girl, still very young, she did not know why she mingled with those people and killed him in vain.

Yue Song felt sorry for him.

He leaned over, stroked her forehead gently, and whispered softly: "May you take the right path in your next life."

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…

He often walks by the river, so how does he not wet my shoes?

Zhang Yansheng had rebelled all his life, but after all he had rebelled.

He always felt that he could control the situation. These occasional action starters secretly try to indulge themselves. He also followed up on minor clutter, smoking and drinking. He really wanted to take her to smoke drugs, so he retreated from the abyss. .

There was a thread in his heart, knowing that the bottom line was impassable. But he did not expect that these people were much darker than he thought, and they put the medicine into the drink for him.

It was just that no one thought Zhang Yansheng was physically sensitive to these kinds of things, and this drink with "ingredients" would kill him.

What Zhang Yansheng remembered at the last moment of his life was a handsome face. Pupil dark eyes and straight and straight nose. A little blood splattered on her white shirt, making her jawline look strange and sexy.

But the man was suddenly gentle. In the last part of his life, when he was most fearful and weak, he continued to hold her hand and comforted her gently.

But anyway, he was still in the dark. There seemed to be a terrifying whirlpool in the ice darkness, falling deeper and deeper.

Many pictures floated in front of my eyes—

He saw that he was dead, and he died shamefully. Not many people are sad for him.

My father only sighed, shed two tears, and asked the secretary to contact the funeral home: "May her funeral be worthy of him."

"Gift" means spending more money. He was always given his father a 'gift', which is money.

The young stepmother pretended to say a few words of comfort in front of others, but the corner of her mouth tilted to a place no one else could see. Of course he would be happy without his real daughter fighting over the family's possessions and choking on him.

Xiongzi's sister was so used to it that she wouldn't behave for a long time, and she just snorted from her nose over her sister's death.

To Zhang Yansheng's surprise, when it came to the funeral, someone actually cried for him sadly.

It was her sister, her stepmother's son. This sister had longed to be close to him as a big brother since she was a child. It was just that Zhang Yansheng hated him, so how could he take care of him.

Unexpectedly, the only one in the family who cried miserably for her was that there was only this sister in the family.

Zhang Yansheng felt his life was too worthless. She has rebelled against her annoying stepmother, smoking and drinking are not good for school, and is toying with a group of fox and dog friends, and she ends up being tricked to death. As a result, it was a real complaint.

Zhang Yansheng regretted it very much. If he was given another chance, he would never live like this again.

How can you ruin your life for someone you hate?!

Just when he thought so and felt regretful, he heard a voice coming, some distance away, as if time and space had passed.

— "May you take the right path in your next life."

With this blessing, the light pierced through the darkness!

Zhang Yansheng opened his eyes in light, going back to six years ago.

At this moment, he was only fifteen years old, and he had just started to rebel.

Raising a little foot, he would set foot on the wrong path of life from now on.

Bah, never!

Not wanting to ruin his life in this life.