CHAPTER 5

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    Today is a sunny day.

    After a period of time, I was in a daze, and gradually began to think that my return might indeed be meaningless.

    I have spoken to death.

    I used to love my life, everything I had, my good friends, my parents, even the time in college when I stared at Ji Qin for a long time and fell in love with him secretly.

    At Ji Chin's college graduation party, we kissed.

    After the first kiss, I had no intention of playing the game, and pretended to be embarrassed and said that I would quit. In fact, the sound of my heartbeat had swallowed up all the noise present, and my mind could no longer accommodate other things.

    Ji Qin also said that he would quit. He didn't look at me and drank a glass of wine silently.

    I sneaked past him, and then asked him for WeChat with a shy face.

    Ji Qin didn't speak, but looked at me very meaningfully, as if he was thinking carefully, and he seemed to be looking at me. Just when I was disappointed and thought he was going to refuse, he turned on his phone and asked me to add him.

    I was ecstatic, grinning the widest.

    The first step of the Long March, I did it.

    After that, I sent messages to Ji Qin every day, telling him about my daily life, saying good morning and good night to him, or reposting some jokes that I thought were funny.

    Unexpectedly, Ji Qin would reply.

    I thought I was in a relationship with Ji Qin, and when I told Fu Shan about it, she was actually very optimistic about our relationship.

    Can I really catch up with Ji Qin?

    I really wanted to ask him out, just me and him, but I didn't dare.

    I hesitated like this for a whole summer vacation, until one day, it was Ji Qin who suddenly asked me, "Are you free tomorrow?" "Yes."

    "Come out to see me?" Ji Qin said, "I have something to tell you."

    The next day, I couldn't wait to rush out the door, but I didn't see him again.

    That day was also a sunny day. I felt that the sun was shining well, blocking my sight, and then I heard a burst of harsh car humming.

    I'm gone.

    The god of death told me that I was dead.

    I was in agony, thinking that I would never see my loving parents, my lovely Fu Shan, and Ji Qin—I told the God of Death that I didn't want to die.

    The Grim Reaper told me that the best result would be a vegetative person who couldn't wake up.

    I began to despair, overwhelmed. In the darkness, that black shadow might also think that I was unlucky, and said to me: "There is another way." I

    began to think that I had heard wrong, so I raised my head excitedly, and the God of Death said slowly: "There is a soul who is in the same situation as you." Similar, but his time is not up yet, but his physical body really can’t go back. You let him stay in your body for that period of time, and you just have a good rest during that period. It’s your soul’s rest, and it’s also because of your running red lights that affect traffic. Punishment."

    Huh? Letting someone replace me always feels that something is wrong, and the behavior pattern is different, won't it be discovered?

    I raised my question, and the god of death said: "No one will know. People who believe in science will only think that you have amnesia or split personality. You will say that you are cured after you go back." He took everything for granted, and I was taken by

    him Persuaded, agreed to this approach.

    I don't want to be a vegetable, and I don't want to die like this.

    Then I will feel so sorry.

    It is clear that everything has just begun.

    After that, my eyes went black and I fell into a deep sleep. Sometimes I seem to be able to hear some humming human voices, sometimes I can't, and everything that has happened for a year seems like a dream to me.

    Something is wrong, will I never wake up again?

    Will someone forget my existence from now on?

    I began to feel inexplicably anxious, I struggled to wake up, and I told the god of death that the time was up, I wanted to go back, I couldn't bear it.

    The god of death was silent for an extremely long time this time, and I felt that he seemed to be staring at me with a gaze that I didn't understand, like pity.

    After a long time, he said you should go back.

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