The Return of the Un

"Oh no, wouldn't this fellow be truly dead from the fall" Yang Qingqing frowned, her willow brows furrowed. She leaned in by the youth's nostrils, probing for breath. There was no warmth at all.,He came back, reborn from hell to his previous life as an ignorant and rebellious 17-year-old.,After years of hard work, their parents' life's achievements were reduced to ashes, and they eventually died from depression!。