Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

When she came to her senses, He Ningqiu had already taken her phone away.

Before He Ziyu could ask him why he pretended to be Jiang Chengyu to reply to his letter, or why he chose this time to tell him the truth, He Ningqiu stared into his eyes and said, "There's one more thing you definitely don't know."

"I started that fire. I had Yuan lure you to the old house, pour gasoline all over the floor, and then lock you inside."

"I thought you must have been burned to death in such a big fire, but I didn't expect Jiang Chengyu to come and even kick the door open and rush in."

"I don't need to tell you what happened after that, you should remember everything."

He Ziyu certainly remembered.

He vividly remembered that he had invited Jiang Chengyu to the old house that day. Jiang Chengyu was very happy and rushed over to keep the appointment without even attending his friend's birthday party.

As a result, the two were trapped in the fire and endured the most unbearable ten minutes of their lives.

Unable to believe that his brother, whom he considered like a sibling, would do such a thing, He Ziyu said in a trembling voice, "Ning Qiu, today isn't April Fool's Day, don't play this kind of joke on me. We've always had a good relationship, how could you set me on fire? And Lan Yuan, he wouldn't lie to me either..."

"You don't really think I have any real feelings for you, my half-brother, do you?" He Ningqiu coldly interrupted He Ziyu's self-comfort, then chuckled, "That's right, you've been pampered since you were a child, living in an ivory tower, you wouldn't care at all what people outside are saying about me."

"They say I'm an illegitimate child and don't deserve to be my father's son. But is that my fault? Back then, it was your mother who tricked you into getting pregnant and forced my father to marry her, but I have to bear all those rumors for you."

"And Jiang Chengyu..."

"I like him so much, but his eyes are always on you. I'm so jealous, so incredibly jealous, and what did you do? You didn't appreciate his kindness at all, and instead went after Lan Yuan, who wouldn't even give you a second glance."

"Now that Jiang Chengyu is dead because of you, are you sad? Are you heartbroken?"

He Ziyu gripped the blanket with both hands, feeling every part of his body cooling down.

He had no idea that He Ningqiu harbored such deep resentment towards him, nor did he know that he liked Jiang Chengyu.

"So you pretended to be him and wrote me those letters, rekindling my hope, then told me the truth and dealt me ​​the heaviest blow?"

He Ningqiu smiled slightly, and instead of answering, asked, "Brother, look at you now, disfigured and crippled. What's the point of living like this?"

"Why don't you go down and keep Jiang Chengyu company, and tell him how much you've wronged him. As for me, I will help Dad run the group well, and I will also treat your fiancé well. I will cherish everything you once had for you. That way, everyone will be happy."

"By the way, your cousin has been sent to jail for falsifying accounts. I originally wanted to get him out, but he insisted that I had ulterior motives. He didn't want the opportunity himself, so there's nothing I can do."

He Ziyu was breathing rapidly, and his body was getting colder and colder.

For the first time in his life, he realized how insignificant he was.

The once all-powerful young master of the He family is now like an insignificant speck of dust, watching helplessly as everything he once held in his hands vanishes into thin air.

After saying those words, He Ningqiu left the room.

He Ziyu sat alone in the room for a long time until the big white cat jumped onto his lap and meowed at him twice, which brought him back to his senses.

He Ziyu sorted through the letters and pushed his wheelchair to the window.

The sun shines brightly outside the window, and a gentle breeze blows.

He chased the big white cat away and pulled the window all the way up.