Gimhae.

Municipal Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

My brain hurts.

Pungent smell of disinfectant water.

Am I not dead?

Why is there such a clear pain?

Suddenly, Han Fangyu on the hospital bed opened his eyes, the white ceiling, his eyes moved slowly, and he saw the drip hanging on his arm, and his body was covered with a layer of white sheets.

Whirring, the sound of the wind blowing outside the window.

On the opposite wall hangs a TV playing the midday news.

The next hospital bed is an old man in a sixtieth year, wearing reading glasses, watching the news.

This.... Is this a hospital?

Me, didn't I fall from the fifth floor of the school and die?

Am I not dead?

"Fang Ze, I have already completed the discharge procedures, this is your lunch. ”

When Han Fangyu was in the hospital bed, a beautiful woman walked in, dressed appropriately, and at first glance she was an intellectual literary young woman.

"Teacher, why are you here?"

Han Fangyu asked subconsciously.

Wearing a bright yellow and elegant long skirt, the dark hair is draped on the side like a waterfall, and the face is plain and elegant.

Qi Simin, Han Fangyu's Chinese teacher and class teacher.

"Fang Ze, your brain is not good yet, call your wife the head teacher, what game are you playing for me?" Qi Simin frowned with a little displeasure, put the food box in his hand on the bedside table, opened it, and there was chicken soup boiling inside, and at this moment, it was still warm.

"Fang Ze, you're not right, your wife Qi Simin is very busy with work, and she has been taking care of you, you can be regarded as the ancestral tomb is smoking, and you have only married such an intellectual and reasonable woman in this life. ”

The old man in the sixtieth century looked at Fang Ze on the hospital bed in a daze, and sighed: "You are really, as a big man, you want to be the pillar of the family, don't you know how many men worry about your daughter-in-law?"

"If you have such a beautiful daughter-in-law, you should work hard, look like a man, don't spend your mind all day long, and lose your mind. ”

Wife?

My wife is the head teacher Qi Simin?

How is this possible?

What kind of play is this?

The next moment, Han Fangyu was stupid..... It's not his body.....

Fang Ze?

Isn't this Mr. Fang Ze's body?

I, how did I end up in the teacher's body?

In an instant, Han Fangyu's brain exploded, and a wave of memories flooded in.

When he jumped down from the school, he accidentally smashed Fang Ze who had just come out of the teaching building, and then.... Fang Ze died, and his soul crossed into this Fang Ze's body?

This Fang Ze is a well-known wreck in the school, not only is his fellow teachers look down on him, but even the students in his class often play pranks and trick him.

"Hurry up and eat, I'll go back to take a nap later, there's a class after class. Qi Simin saw Fang Ze's dull gaze, and was suddenly displeased.

"Oh. Han Fangyu was on a drip in his left hand and chopsticks in his right hand, he still couldn't accept this fact, he became the wretched husband Fang Ze of the beautiful head teacher!

"It's a pity that my student Han Fangyu has a good reading grade, if he succeeds in the college entrance examination, even if it is not Peking University Tsinghua University, other famous schools can go to it. ”

"Hey, it's a good seedling, he died and was relieved, his mother cried into a tearful person at the scene, I was sad to look at, it's not easy to raise a child...."

"Fang Ze, what do you think? Did you listen to what I said. ”

Qi Simin looked at the husband in front of her, and there was always a breath of anger in her heart that she couldn't say, and she couldn't say that she was disgusted or disgusted, if this was the case, she wouldn't have fallen in love with Fang Ze when she was in college, and they would both become teachers together after graduation. has been married for three years, Fang Ze has not grown at all, his temperament is too comfortable, and he always looks like he is indisputable. This character was very good when he was in the college team, but when he went out of society, he just didn't want to make progress and didn't seek progress.

After teaching for three years, Fang Ze has even been rated as an excellent teacher, and she Qi Simin is an excellent teacher every year, and she is already the leader of the second grade of high school this year.

"I, I hear you. Han Fangyu lowered his head, feeling bad in his heart, thinking of his mother crying into tears, his heart hurt for a while.

"Well, what happened to that student?" asked Han Fangyu.

"The body has been taken to be cremated, and it is also your life, if it hits your head, I am afraid that you will also ....." Qi Simin didn't continue, although he was angry, but after all, he was his own man.

"Simin, I knew you were here, and I didn't answer your phone. Outside the door, a charming woman walked in, peach blossom eyes, curly hair draped over her shoulders, a melon seed face painted with a layer of light makeup, just right eye shadow, the watery red lips are sexy and charming, low-cut clothes expose her pair of crisp breasts, a pair of long legs wrapped in black stockings, red high heels, it seems that the whole person is like a fire to show her style to men.

Zhang Meng, the school's English teacher, dresses in an extremely bold and wild style, she is Qi Simin's best friend, and the two dress up completely different.

Zhang Meng has a charming commotion all over her body, two sets of clothes a day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon, the school has also said about her, but she still goes her own way.

"I forgot to take my phone out when I came out, at home. Qi Simin replied with a smile.

"I'll just say, by the way, let's go see the student who participated in the condolences tomorrow. Zhang Meng said, since he entered the ward, he hadn't looked at Fang Ze at all.

"Well, I have that idea too. Qi Simin nodded, "I plan to organize the students in the class to see who wants to go, and give some consolation money by the way." ”

"I'm going too. Han Fangyu looked up and said, when he thought of his mother grieving because of his suicide, he felt that he hated himself, he was too impulsive at that time.

"What are you going to do?" Qi Simin twisted his eyebrows, his tone revealing a hint of impatience, "I don't think you're famous enough." ”

"Fang Ze, you still stay at home honestly. That's where you should go?" Zhang Meng glanced at Fang Ze on the hospital bed, with a disgusted expression on her face that the old lady really didn't want to talk to you.

Han Fangyu was silent.

He didn't expect that this "Fang Ze" not only didn't want to see his wife, but even his girlfriend didn't look at him squarely, how sad it was in this life. No wonder he was bullied at school and didn't dare to speak up.

"Hmm.... That student named Han Mingyu jumped off the building and actually fell on me.... This cause and effect.... I think I can go. ”

Han Fangyu is reasonable, a little sad in his heart, and went to his own memorial service by himself?

Qi Simin listened to what Han Fangyu said and seemed to have some sense, nodded his head, but told again: "Okay, you can go with us, but you'd better not talk that day." ”

She was still a little uneasy about Han Fangyu.

This guy doesn't think about the occasion when he speaks, it's not light or heavy.

"No problem. Han Fangyu put it down with a hanging heart.

"Drink the chicken soup while it's hot and be discharged from the hospital. In the afternoon, you have a good rest at home, and in a few days you go to class. Qi Simin said.

Han Fangyu nodded.