Rebirth: I refused to be a bitch and turned to be a male god

"I'm sorry, the possibility of cure for advanced cancer is very small at present, if you maintain a good attitude, you may live for more than five years..." The

doctor's words echoed in his ears, and Xu Zijian stood blankly at the door of the hospital with a white paper diagnosis in his hand.

People in the otherworld, just crossed, you tell me there are only five years left?

Xu Zijian inexplicably felt that something absurd was unreal.

It's like asking someone to buy a lottery ticket and win five million, and then the person apologetically tells you that you forgot to buy it for you this issue, so you fell ill in a fit of anger.

When you wake up, the doctor shakes his head subtly at you, and his girlfriend, who is sitting on the side, tells you that because the safety measures are not done, you are going to be a father.

But you know in your heart that you and your girlfriend have only kissed.

This requires Nima's security measures???

Xu Zijian's mood at the moment was probably like this.

MMP, crossed over, isn't it supposed to be the protagonist?

Just thinking like this, Xu Zijian's head suddenly hurt, like a silver needle stabbing into the nerve between the scalps.

Familiar images emerge like a fountain, and countless pieces of information follow.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that Xu Zijian gradually calmed down, understood that these were the memories of the original owner, and also sorted out some things.

This world is not bad from the previous life, and the original owner is also called Xu Zijian, and the lives of the two have many similarities, or growth tracks.

They live in the same place, know the same people, and have the same reading experience, the only difference is probably that Xu Zijian lived to the age of thirty healthy and worry-free, while the original owner was in the advanced stage of cancer at the age of seventeen or eighteen.

Is it rebirth, not crossing?

For a while, Xu Zijian stood in place at a loss, unable to accept that he only had five years left, until someone gently patted his shoulder, he came back to his senses.

"Excuse me, young man, where is the neurology going?"

Standing in front of her was a middle-aged woman in her forties, carrying a red bag, and you could vaguely see the contents inside, medical records, elderly machines, and so on.

Xu Zijian pointed to the stairs on the right side of the door: "Oh, take the stairs on the right after entering the door, and turn right after reaching the second floor."

"Boy, thank you Auntie. By the way, I see that you look pretty good, Auntie..." Hearing

this, Xu Zijian broke out in a cold sweat, quickly waved his hand, and left.

The middle-aged woman looked at his departing back and sighed, just at this time the phone rang, she glanced at the caller and pressed the connect button.

"Hey, Qianqian, I'm in the hospital. Hey, yes, it's the city hospital, you don't need to come, you concentrate on work, and mom can take care of herself alone. By the way, Mom just ran into one..."

After Xu Zijian left the hospital, he walked on the street with a lost soul, surrounded by towering high-rise buildings, prosperous and lively, but at this moment, he was like a steel behemoth opening a blood basin and wanted to devour him.

He didn't know where to go, and walked aimlessly, visiting cafes, Internet cafes, fruit stores, convenience supermarkets that only existed in memories

It wasn't until he had almost walked through most of the city that he stopped and looked at the city's most beautiful moments.

It is a bridge across the river, with the sunset and solitary flying river on one side, and the city under the sunset on the other, shining like a fire.

At a certain moment, Xu Zijian imagined that he could not take care of himself in the advanced stage of cancer, and suddenly felt that if the end of life was destroyed in such a picture, it should be considered excellent.

He stood on the handrail by the bridge for a long time, and finally left with a sluggish footstep.

When I got home, it was dark and it was dinner time.

Xu Zijian unscrewed the doorknob, and at the dining table in the house sat a girl in a light white nightdress, her round and cute goose egg face reflected soft lighting, her upturned eyelashes fluttered, and a pair of light glass-colored eyes underneath.

She sat there quietly, like a quietly blooming camellia, elegant and quiet.

Seeing that Xu Zijian had returned, the girl lowered her head in a panic, became cramped and uneasy, and seemed to dare not look at him.

Xu Zijian was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that the girl in front of him was his sister, Chi Cong'an.

When he was very young, Xu Zijian's parents divorced, and he was sentenced to his father Xu Zhengping, who has lived with his father ever since.

He also asked Xu Zhengping, why didn't his mother come back?

Xu Zijian clearly remembered that Xu Zheng told him with a flat face: "Your mother will not come back in the future, she doesn't want you."

He didn't remember how long he cried at that time, he felt in his heart that Xu Zhengping was lying to him, obviously when his mother held him, he said that he was a star in the sky and a gift that fell to the world, how could he not want him?

Xu Zijian also looked forward to the day when his mother and father reconciled, and this three-bedroom home returned to its former liveliness.

Unfortunately, things backfired, and later Xu Zhengping made a fortune, and he followed Xu Zhengping to move to a larger small building, but his temperament became more and more withdrawn, and he always liked to lock himself in his room.

Until one day, Xu Zhengping returned with a mother and daughter.

"Zijian, this is your Aunt Xiang, you quickly say hello."

"Nuo, this is An An, about the same age as you, you should be an older brother, and you must protect her."

"They will live with us from then on."

Since that day, there have been two more people in Xu Zijian's family, Xiang Shuwan and Chi Congan.

At that time, Xu Zijian did not understand things, only felt that Xiang Shuwan and the two of them were simply fox spirits in the TV series, and they came to Xu Zhengping's property, naturally did not give them a good face, and even blamed them for the reason for their parents' divorce.

In fact, he knew that it was a little unfair to them, but at that time, he was young and ignorant, far more emotional than reasonable, and always liked to measure others by his own emotions and feelings.

After Xu Zijian understood the matter, he thought about repairing the relationship with Chi Cong'an's mother and daughter, but it was too late.

The mistakes made in youth are like a mountain built in the heart, far from being something that can be made up for years later.

So much so that whenever he thought about it later, he couldn't help but want to give himself two big mouths.

"Zijian is back? Sit down and eat, made your favorite braised pork ribs today. Xiang

Shuwan came out of the kitchen, wearing a beige apron stained with oil, her posture was slim and curvy, and she was not out of shape because of the grind of time.

She held a plate of steaming ribs in her hand and chanted as usual.

"Well, thank you Aunt Xiang."

Xu Zijian smiled lightly, pulled away the chair and sat next to Chi Cong'an.

"Oh... Yes? What did you call me?

Xiang Shuwan was stunned all of a sudden, Xu Zijian's sudden change caught her off guard, and only reacted after a moment, with a smile on her beautiful and charming face.

"Aunt Xiang, can't you call it that?" Xu Zijian asked suspiciously.

"Of course not, it's just a little unexpected, you can call me Aunt Xiang, Auntie is really happy." Come to Zijian, eat more ribs, these are made for you. Saying

that, Xiang Shuwan's eyes were slightly moist, and she gently wiped her eye sockets and placed the braised pork in front of him.

Xiang Shuwan's heart was surging at the moment, most of them were happy and joyful.

Heaven is pitiful, she is ready to be treated coldly by Xu Zijian for a lifetime, as long as he and An An can smoothly enter college and find a good job in the future, it doesn't matter if she suffers some resentment.

And today, Xu Zijian actually called her for the first time, Aunt Xiang?

Xu Zijian paused, looking at Xiang Shuwan's appearance of wanting to cry first, he felt really uncomfortable, he knew that Aunt Xiang really treated him as his own son.

At the moment, he didn't know what to say, and he didn't want to say something that looked warm and fake.

He pinched his chopsticks and picked up a piece of ribs and sent it into the air, and then quickly snorted, and at the same time did not forget to clip a piece for Chi Cong'an.

Chi Cong'an, who was sitting next to him, sat obediently with white and slender legs, and ate the rice in the bowl in small bites.

Seeing that Xu Zijian had clipped a piece of ribs to her, she raised her head slightly and looked at him in amazement.

"Zi, Zijian..."

Xiang Shuwan also looked at him in surprise.

Xu Zijian smiled back and exposed the topic, "Aunt Xiang, is Lao Xu not coming back today?" "