Rebirth of a Cannon Fodder from a Novel

Little cute, it shows that you are not enough to love the author. Wenwen hides shyly

Modi spent ten seconds accepting the fact that he was dead and turned into a ghost. He coldly looked at his body on the ground, at his red and white **** temple, covered with black and red **** mental illness Hospital uniforms, and ugly twisted deformed ankles.

He thought he died pretty ugly, but what about this, he was pretty ugly all his life.

The doctors, nurses and deans who were still in the lobby had no idea where to go. The hall was plunged into the carnival of mentally ill people. The blood fell softly to the ground.

The body is still increasing.

At this moment, a very loud romantic music suddenly burst out of sight in this riot. Modi lifted his cold eyes and found that no one stepped on the remote control. The news broadcast screen in the center of the desk was actually adjusted. Taiwan, jumped to the China Entertainment Channel.

On the TV, Lang has a womanish appearance, lively and romantic, and the petals are flying in the luxurious and luxurious Diamond Rose Auditorium. A pair of women in high-dressed dresses are kissing affectionately.

As the camera scanned, Modi saw the faces of his familiar "family members", and every Mo family member was happy with tears.

Modi suddenly remembered that today is the wedding day of Qin Shengyi, the son of China's richest man, and Mo Liugui, the young film queen and Miss Mo family. Because the two are extremely popular in China, and they are a powerful combination of giants, this wedding is particularly eye-catching. Any entertainment channel is live broadcast and can be seen.

It is also his birthday.

The day was set very well. Modi tilted his head and glanced at his ugly and disgusting corpse. The pain and hatred flooded his numb and cold heart.

A mental patient who was so excited that his facial features were distorted jumped and ran across, stomped on the face of his body, and stepped off a piece of pale skin.

Modi suddenly laughed, not realizing that there was a black tinge around his soul. He recalled his past life, only to think that his life was simply a ridiculous tragedy, an absurd comedy

He really didn't understand why the Mo family treated him like this, nor did he understand what he had done wrong. From an early age, he was the sad contrast of his sister.

From the moment he remembered, he did n't like everyone in the Mo family, his mother never cared about him, his father never held him, his grandfather never treated him and Yan Yue, and his brothers ignored him or beat him.

On the contrary, his twin sister Mo Liugui was loved by the stars, and was the little princess of the entire Mo family. He was too clever and obedient to praise things, and his sister heard numbness.

The mother's hug that he can't even ask for will always belong to his sister;

In his memory, he always smiled and even showed disgust at his dad. He carried his sister on his back, hugged it, put it on his neck, and even actively kissed his sister 's feet and kept shouting.

And the few who ignored him or despised him, and even somehow beat his brothers, and even loved his sister too much, it was the perfect sister-controlled brother.

Modi's eyes were red with tears quietly, staring at the happy Mojia people who were happy and elegant on the screen.

He thought he had n't cared long enough, did n't expect it, but now he is dead. When Mo family 's happiness is full of joy and laughter, he died ugly and ugly in this filthy psychiatric hospital. The idea still swept uncontrollably, striking his gradually collapsed thinking

Modi suddenly turned around and rushed to the closed door, wanting to see the romantic scene of the so-called century wedding that all China was watching, to see his noble and elegant family members, to see those who betrayed him , With his good family, forced him to "friends" in a mental hospital to see how happy they are now

But he couldn't pass the wall of the mental hospital.

Modi didn't notice that his soul was gradually filled with black gas, and that black gas diffused from his heart to the body, limbs, and even cheeks, but when the black gas was thick enough to condense into substance, he didn't know what to do The white light suddenly exploded, covering Modi.

In the center of the white light, is a book.

Modi waved the book and flew it fiercely, but the book was full of light and stood in front of him, no matter how he moved, he was directly in front of his eyes, forcing him to look at the content inside.

I didn't know how long it had been, and when Modi had recovered, he had left the psychiatric hospital. As his body arrived at the crematorium, two lines of blood-red tears shed unconsciously on his face.

It turned out that his life was just a joke arranged by others. It turns out that his Modi is just a book and a hot and sweet sweet essay. Everyone is crazy about me. The cannon fodder used to set off the winner of life, the heroine, is so spoiled and happy

That's it.

So he deserves no one to love, deserves to be disgusted, deserves to suffer, deserves to be loved by his family from birth, deserves to be treated with double standards, deserves to be betrayed by his sister who loves his sister and who is unfair for his sister After he "harmed" his sister, he was forced to be put in a mental hospital. He deserved to be tortured repeatedly, and finally died of a riot of a mental patient.

Modi looked at the book and watched from the perspective of God that his sister had been madly loved by people around her from birth. She has been sweetly petted all the way, not logic. It is the happy and sweet life of being spoiled, and also watched him from birth Just a lifetime of being rejected, disgusted, ignored, and betrayed.

There was a pool of blood-red tears under Modi's feet. He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh. He reached out to grab the book and tried his best to tear the book that designed his life's sad joke.

A golden light suddenly shot out of the book, completely covering him.

Beijing City, the inpatient department of the Third Hospital.

In the room with a faint smell of disinfecting water, a few bright and clear rays of light passed through the blue curtain and landed on the head of the narrow bed, making the boy's face paler.

A ray of wind blew through, and the juvenile dark dense long eyelashes suddenly shuddered, and slowly opened his eyes. The blank eyes looked at the ceiling above the head without focus until they stared at the jerky redness. Then he closed his eyes and pressed back the physiological tears.

Modi's fingertips clasped the palm of his hand, and the pain was clearly delivered along the nerve layer, but he was like the old cigarette gun when he was smoking a good smoke, he was enchanted and fascinated. He increased the intensity and made the pain more clear and intense.

He was reborn, he was actually reborn

He was reborn after he was beaten to death by a rioting mental patient, turned into a ghost, and learned under the mysterious power that he was nothing more than a cannon fodder for a rich man's favorite essay to set off the favored hostess of life.

Modi took a hard breath and tried to spit out the violent emotions in his heart, but it was completely in vain. The grief and grief in the bottom of my heart rolled like a gust of wind, slamming into his brain and chest.

At this moment, a loud noise made a sudden sound, with impetuous steps hitting his ears.

Modi's heart jumped quickly, quickly suppressing the violent emotions in his heart, opened his eyes and turned his head, and saw a handsome boy in a Western-style school uniform rushing into the door, followed by a flat-headed boy trying to pull him.

Modi looked at the handsome boy who was rushing towards him angrily, and he suddenly sneered with a slight sneer in his heart.

Was n't this his best friend Zhu Wenze in high school?

The one who deliberately approached him because he liked Mo Liugui, tolerated the burden and being his brother, usually distorted his behavior "to inadvertently" outside to highlight Mo Liugui, and finally strongly agreed with the good brother Mo family who put him in a mental hospital Zhu Wenze.

Modi shallowly lowered his eyes, clenched his fists, and the violent elements in the blood surged uncontrollably.

Unexpectedly, Modi was so cold, and there was no repentance and shame. Zhu Wenze was more angry, and he stepped to Modi's bed in three and two steps. He asked in angrily, "What do you mean, Modi, you have no regrets. Like Brother Wu Hang said, I really misunderstood you "

"I will finally give you a chance. You will go with me now and apologize to Liu Gui. She is kind and forgiving, and she will certainly forgive you, but you can't bully her just because she speaks well. She even wants to harm her."

He calculated and persecuted Mo Liugui

Modi only felt ridiculous and angry when he heard this. He glanced around the surroundings without any traces, and suddenly remembered which one of his previous life had come out.

It seems that he was swollen and suffocated in less than five minutes because of drinking the drink given by Mo Liugui. He was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment. Before being carried into the ambulance, he asked Mo Liugui if he did not know that he was allergic to cocoa.

After all, he did not want to believe that his sister, who had always been very concerned about him, did not really care about him like other Mo family members.

But it was such a sentence that actually stabbed the big basket. Not only did everyone think he was questioning Mo Liugui and resented Mo Liugui, but Mo Liugui also collapsed because of his sadness and shame.

Mo Liugui collapsed, and he completely became a sinner who could never be forgiven.

Almost everyone thought that he not only resented Mo Liuge with care, but deliberately wanted to discredit Mo Liuge 's reputation, stimulating her to cause her to faint, and some even thought that he had deliberately drank that drink on the grounds that he did not die in the end. Calculating a Mo Liugui only after the conspiracy was seen by everyone.

After he was discharged from the hospital, the anger of the Mo family's angry peers all poured on him, sneering and scorning accusations of abuse, violently excluding him from the already difficult days, and he was so sad that he couldn't even remember how he suffered One month, not to mention the subsequent college entrance examination. The URL has been changed, the URL has been changed, the URL has been changed, everyone will re-collect the new URL, the new URL and the new computer version of the URL will be opened in the new URL after the collection, the old URL has been opened recently, and the old URL will not be opened in the future , Please keep in mind :, free and fastest update no anti-theft no anti-theft error report, please find a book, please add qq group 647547956 group numbe

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