Reborn Ace Hack

Xiao Yuan only learned about the virus storm that occurred on April 26 when the incident began to subside.

After returning home from the hospital, he always wanted to pay homage to the little fat man's tomb, but he was opposed by Yang Jingchen, and because of his injuries, he could not move on his own, so Yang Jingchen was determined not to take him there, and he also

There is nothing I can do.

After spending two or three days at home like this, Xiao Yuan felt that if he didn't go to see the little fat man's tomb, he would always feel uneasy. But things happened to take a turn for the better on April 26th.

That morning, grandpa Yang Shancheng came over to review Xiao Yuan and concluded that his bone injury was recovering well. Xiao Yuan also took advantage of his grandpa's presence to once again propose to Yang Jingchen that he should pay homage to the little fat man. Yang Jingchen still objected, but

Surprisingly, the grandpa said that Yang Jingchen should take Xiao Yuan out to relax, because a person's mood has a great impact on the recovery of injuries.

Yang Shancheng was a medical authority and he agreed. Although Yang Jingchen was worried, he did not object anymore. Just like that, after lunch, Yang Jingchen personally drove Yang Shancheng and Xiao Yuan out and sent Yang Shancheng back to Yangjiawan first.

Then we stopped by the cemetery on the outskirts of Jiangzhou to pay homage to the little fat man.

The weather was not very good that day. At noon, the sky was still leaden gray, and a gust of wind blew by, messing up Xiao Yuan's hair.

The little fat man's tomb was built in a corner of the cemetery. It was lonely. The tombstone in front of the tomb was engraved with the words "Grave of Wang Yixing". There was no epitaph or the words "sons weeping and worshiping". Yes, he was only fourteen years old.

How could he have this when he was still a child?

"Wang Yixing, where are you? Are you okay?" Xiao Yuan put the flowers and fruits he bought for worship in front of the tomb, stared at the tombstone, and asked softly.

"...Am I really fat?"

"My name is Wang Yixing. There are no tigers in the mountains. Monkeys are called kings. One is the one among 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 and 10. The bank belongs to the People's Bank of China. It is not a bank that the Chinese people are very good at.

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"Teacher, I didn't sleep. I was listening to your lecture. What you lectured was really good. It was much better than the teacher at our old school..."

"Wow, Xiao Yuan, I really can't believe that you are so famous in this school, and you can even let someone pass you when you pee!"

"Xiao Yuan, don't worry, Wang and his party will definitely not disappoint you and become a very powerful hacker!"

The little fat man’s resentment towards his fat body, his noisy and verbose words, his demonic memory, his unabashed admiration for himself, and the heroic words he uttered with clenched fists after telling himself the hacker spirit again.

Situations emerged one by one in front of Xiao Yuan's eyes.

"Wang Yixing, I don't know why you don't let people call you fat. Because you are noisy and everyone will say you are not fat. In fact, you are really fat." Xiao Yuan stood in front of the tombstone for a while and felt

My ribs hurt a little, so I sat down on a stone in front of the tombstone and murmured to myself. I remembered that every time the little fat man was told that he was fat, he would be very persistent in discussing with that person whether he was fat or not. The corner of his mouth

A smile appeared.

A gust of wind blew by, and the dust stirred up made Xiao Yuan's eyes sour and astringent.

"...I hope you are like what Xiaoran said. Because you have a lot of fat on your body, you floated away on the river instead of sinking to the bottom. But where are you now? Why haven't you come back?..."

Yang Jingchen was standing not far away. When she saw Xiao Yuan sitting down, she wanted to say that it was getting late and let him go home, but she opened her mouth but didn't say anything, so she sighed lightly and looked away from Xiao Yuan.

He moved away and turned to the distance. In front of several newly-erected tombs not far away, the freshly burned paper ashes were blown into the sky by the wind, like gray-black butterflies, flying high in the blink of an eye, and with lead

The gray sky blended into one, and soon it was no longer visible.

"Maybe that little fat guy is already in heaven." Yang Jingchen was also a little sad, thinking to herself.

"Mom, let's go." When Yang Jingchen was feeling sad, Xiao Yuan stood up, came to Yang Jingchen and said to her.

"Well, let's go." Yang Jingchen withdrew her gaze from a distance and walked out of the cemetery with Xiao Yuan.

"Xiaoyuan, the dead cannot be resurrected. Those who are alive should look forward. Don't be too sad. It will be harmful to your injury." Yang Jingchen glanced at her son and persuaded softly.

"I know." Xiao Yuan smiled at his mother and said.

"Mom, please take me to see Wang Yixing's parents. It's been so long since the accident happened and I haven't seen them. Anyway, Wang Yixing's accident happened because of me. I must apologize to them."

Xiao Yuan said again.

"Mom has already apologized to them for you, and they all said they won't blame you. You've been out for so long, and it's time to go back. Let's wait until you recover from your injuries." Yang Jingchen said.

"Mom, please take me there for a while. It won't take long. If I don't say sorry to them in person, I will always feel uneasy with my conscience." Xiao Yuan said again.

"Okay, your stubborn temper is exactly the same as your father." Yang Jingchen saw that Xiao Yuan did not listen to her advice, but insisted on his own point of view, smiled helplessly and agreed.

When I came to Wang Yixing's dry goods shop on Heping Road again, the dry goods store was not open, but was being renovated. Wang Yixing's father was outside helping to greet the decoration workers, but Wang Yixing's mother was not seen.

"Professor Yang, you are here." Wang Yixin's father saw Yang Jingchen getting out of the car and walked over quickly and said.

"Uncle Wang." Xiao Yuan got out of the car at this time, came to Wang Yixing's father, and said hello to him.

When Wang Yixing's father saw Xiao Yuan, his expression was startled, his eyes were a little dim, he sighed softly, nodded to Xiao Yuan, and then took him and Yang Jingchen to the dry goods shop.

"Uncle Wang, why don't you see auntie?" Xiao Yuan entered the room behind the shop and asked when he saw that Wang and his father were alone.

"She has been emotionally unstable, and I didn't let her come over. If something happened to Yi Xing, it would be a huge blow to her." Wang Yixing's father said, and when he mentioned something happened to Yi Xing, he looked a little sad.

"Uncle Wang, I was the one who took our group out and something happened. I'm really sorry. I apologize to you." Xiao Yuan bowed deeply to Wang's father and said sincerely. He bowed and bent down to touch the injury on his ribs.

Unbearable pain struck.

"Forget it, uncle knows, it was just an accident, I can't blame you." Wang Yixing's father quickly helped Xiao Yuan up and said, "Besides, Professor Yang has repeatedly said that he is humble and has helped us so much."

Xiao Yuan sat down. The pain in his ribs made him afraid to speak for a while. In order to prevent his mother and Wang Yixing's father from seeing the clues, he tried his best to slow down his breathing to relieve the pain. After several minutes, he slowly

Said: "No matter what,

If I had not taken Wang and his party out that day, nothing would have happened to him. Uncle Wang, our life and death are uncertain now. When I recover from my injuries, if you need anything, just tell me. Your son is gone, so just let him know.

I regard him as your son."

"Alas." Wang Yixing's father sighed and said, "Son, I understand how you feel. You don't have to be like this. Although you took Yi Xing out, it was an accident and you should not be held responsible.

Besides, my uncle is still young and strong, and Yi Xing is not his only child."

"Yixing also has a younger brother named Er Xing, but he is still young. Because of our country's policy, he has been fostered with a distant relative. Even Yi Xing didn't know that something happened to Yi Xing. After a while, Yi Xing's mother and I

Go and pick up Er Xing. Yi Xing's mother will feel better if Er Xing is by her side." Wang Yi Xing's father saw Xiao Yuan and Yang Jingchen looking at him and said again.

"So that's it." Xiao Yuan nodded, feeling a little comforted in his heart. If Wang Yixing really died, at least there would still be Wang Erxing, so that their family would not be cut off.

After chatting casually for a few more words, Yang Jingchen was worried about Xiao Yuan's injury, so she took Xiao Yuan away.

Although the pain in Xiao Yuan's ribs caused by bowing to his father at Wang Yixing's house was relieved a lot, it was still a little painful. After returning home, he went into his room and lay down on the bed to rest without reading or turning on the computer.

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When he got up from bed again, it was already past ten o'clock in the night. Yang Jingchen brought him food to the room. After eating, he couldn't sleep because he had just slept a long time, thinking that today was the day of the CIH virus outbreak, so

I turned on my computer and took a look at the situation outside. At this time, Xuannie Special Kill had been launched for an hour, and the spread of the mutated version of the CIH virus had begun to be contained.

Only then did Xiao Yuan realize that the development of things was very different from what he remembered in his previous life, so he frowned: "How could this happen?!"