Of course, Shi Qinghai is not dead, and the story continues.

In this painful and cold coma, Shi Qinghai felt that his body was getting worse and worse, as if he was stuck in a muddy swamp, struggling to escape, but he could only sink deeper and deeper.

Shi Qinghai dreamed a total of three times and woke up three times.

The first dream was in Liwan District, Guangdong Province, where he became a graduate man who had just graduated and came out to work.

After that, the dream was shattered, Shi Qinghai woke up, the lifeboat didn't seem to have gone far, and in Mingmeng's sight, he could still see the huge steamer slowly sinking, making a crackling sound from time to time, leaving only a small section of the bow still at sea, where dozens of ants were running around, and the sound of despair seemed to pass through Shi Qinghai's eardrum.

Watching the ants on the ship sink to the bottom of the sea, with nothing left at the end, Shi Qinghai had an indescribable feeling in his heart, and such a strange emotion even made him more sober at this time.

The scene in such a movie, the ship that leads to hell, actually did not give Shi Qinghai much shock.

This feeling is indeed there, but it is only very small, it seems to be like still watching a movie, the boat is gone, this feeling is gone.

He noticed that he occupied two seats, and Ren Xiaoqin humbly cowered in an aisle, gently holding his hand, his palm warm.

Shi Qinghai wanted to tell her to sit beside him and not to be like this, but unfortunately, before the words could be spoken, Shi Qinghai fainted again.

Subsequently, Shi Qinghai felt the stiffness of his neck, the lower half of his unconscious body, his body became very cold, and death seemed to be invading step by step, but the current Shi Qinghai had no way to stop it.

Since you can't stop death, embrace it.

On such a "near-death" occasion, Shi Qinghai actually didn't have much spirit to recall the past, recall his sweet and profound love with Tang Yan, recall Xiaoxue's well-behaved and obedient, and recall the dragon girl's previous oath to herself.

His mind fell into stiffness, and it was difficult to think about it anymore, and in such a cold, Shi Qinghai gradually fell asleep, and dreamed of a second dream.

It was in an unknown university, also in the winter, a group of young people were drinking enthusiastically outside the school, and finally the alcohol came up, and a group of friends forced a young man to go downstairs to the girls' dormitory to confess the story.

Of course, the confession was unsuccessful, and it disturbed the great counselor and the high-ranking secretary of the Youth League Committee, and finally the manager came forward and expelled this group of young people, all of whom were punished with demerits.

Although none of those young people were themselves, and Shi Qinghai only looked at this matter from the perspective of a bystander, there was always a wonderful feeling of empathy.

It seems that such an experience is faintly familiar.

But the dream didn't give Shi Qinghai much time to think, it was more like a short movie clip, just taking on the responsibility of playing.

Then, Shi Qinghai woke up again, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, Shi Qinghai, who was trembling, felt a gust of wind and rain slap on his face, the wind around him was loud, the people on the boat screamed in horror, and the sea water hit one after another.

Everyone held on to their support points tightly and insisted on not letting the wind and waves blow into the sea.

"It's so cold......"

Shi Qinghai's lips trembled and he whispered, at this time his thoughts were chaotic, he couldn't see Ren Xiaoqin, and he felt that he couldn't even speak clearly.

"It's not cold, it's not cold. ”

Ren Xiaoqin heard Shi Qinghai's voice like a tailwind, and almost the next moment Shi Qinghai spoke, she carefully hugged Shi Qinghai.

The warmth of the delicate body made Shi Qinghai's body, which was originally shivering from the cold, gradually calm down, and he fell into a coma again.

The third dream is much more abstract than the first two dreams, it is a strange world, the light is hidden from time to time, the time is hidden from time to time, and the devastated and wild land is still as far as the eye can see, and Shi Qinghai is walking in such a vast land, always alone.

His thoughts came to a standstill, as if he had lost everything, and the clothes on his body gradually became transparent, Shi Qinghai didn't feel anything at first, but when he insisted on it without any results, and still couldn't see a way out, Shi Qinghai was confused.

Why, there is no end in sight?

Whose world is this?

Shi Qinghai didn't know that in his previous life, he was just a most ordinary man, at most he was a little handsome, and in such a complex world, Shi Qinghai had never had it at all.

Why should I be in this world all the time, can't I go somewhere else?

When this thought just rose from his heart, the yellow sky in the distance trembled, as if something was about to fall into it, and then the earth began to tilt, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and Shi Qinghai gradually fell into the abyss.

The abyss seems to be another place.

For some reason, Shi Qinghai felt his head swelling at this time, his body became cold again, and he faintly felt that he had made a very wrong choice just now, but at this time he couldn't go back, so he could only cry out alone in this abyss, as if he had become a complete loser.

Is that so?

Trapped in the abyss and not hearing anyone's echo, it was even more terrifying than the light that was at least visible before, Shi Qinghai lost all vision at this time, or it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a darkness in front of him. Shi Qinghai tried to get out of the abyss by himself, but he didn't know how long he walked or how long he had been groping, but he was still standing still.

This kind of darkness really makes people despair.

If you can't get out, will you die?

Suddenly, Shi Qinghai saw a piece of paper appear in front of him.

It's like a piece of stationery—

"I dreamed of the lamb again this afternoon, and it began to blur in my memory, and I couldn't even see the face. I was in the classroom, and it hid outside the gray wall, revealing only a short figure. I broke the iron railing of the window and looked out, eager to break the two rusty iron bars, and at this moment I felt like a cage in this classroom, imprisoning me deeply. ”

There was only a short paragraph on the letterhead, and after touching Shi Qinghai's gaze, the letterhead seemed to have life, and the breeze blew around it, and the letterhead drifted away.

Shi Qinghai tried to reach out to hold it, but when his hand actually passed through the letter, Shi Qinghai belatedly realized what kind of world he was in now.

There is no such thing as a perfect article, and there is no such thing as utter despair.

Almost when Shi Qinghai couldn't hold on and was about to fall asleep completely in this endless abyss, he felt help from another force.