Wang Nan slowly opened his eyes, and there was only gray in front of him, which seemed to be covered with a layer of mucous membrane.

Slightly manipulating the body, it seems that it has not gotten out of control, and the pain of dying and waiting for death after cutting your wrists seems to have disappeared.

Yes, it should only be the soul that comes out of the shell after death, and all kinds of feelings are just my own imagination, and the feeling of waking up after the mind has dissipated is as dizzy and confused as waking up from a big dream.

What about the body? Is it already stiff? Try to see how far you can maneuver.

Hmm, the hands and feet are still there, the body is still there, the head is still there, and the whole body is still left;

Well, you can bend your arms, bend your hands and feet, and turn your head, and you're not a zombie.

God is still merciful, at least there are no jokes such as five horses splitting corpses, wrong bones and ashes, thank you to my fateful brother!

A rotten ghost like himself will definitely be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell, just to lose his sense of pain after becoming a dead ghost, and feel less pain when he gets out of the oil pot.

Are you starting to take chances again? Is there any point in losing your sense of pain and going to the oil pot? The king of Hades and the judge are stupid? Or does hell also engage in formalism?

Be sober, you can't get past it, dying is only the first step, and the real punishment is still to come!

There are still so many strange thoughts in my mind, it seems that the bridge has not yet left, and Meng Po soup has not been drunk.

Wang Nan worked hard to move his eyeballs, eager to see the environment he was in.

All right...... The retinal image gradually returned to normal, and I saw that the light was bright, but it was a little too bright, and my eyes were stinging.

Isn't hell dark, and why is there light?

Is common sense wrong, and hell has day?

It's so quiet around, just me? What about the other ghosts? It can't be the only one that fits the conditions recently, right?

That's right, people like me are just scum in the weird, and ghosts don't bother to be with me.

Hmph! The treatment of a single room in hell, don't the ghost want to return it, Martin comforted himself and continued to observe.

What do you think of this scene in front of you...... It seems that they are still in the world?

Didn't you die?

No, it can't be, how can it not be dead?

Who saved me? Are you particularly idle, don't do such a good thing, okay!

How do you make me deal with the living and their complaints?

There is one more embarrassment in life: there is no way to die, and there is no way to seek death.

Wang Nan seemed to have all kinds of flavors stirring back and forth in his heart, and all kinds of feelings came and went.

He wandered around the room with blank eyes......

Forehead?

Something seems to be wrong with this scene in front of me.

Is it a hospital?

There was a bottle of liquid on the infusion shelf next to it, flowing down the tube and towards his arm.

This place seems to be ...... Somewhat...... It's very simple.

It seems that in the depths of my impression, this place I have been to before.

Either way, it's almost certain that this is a hospital.

It seems that he is not dead, Wang Nan lamented: he is really a waste who has achieved nothing, and such a simple operation as cutting his wrists cannot escape the end of failure.

Wang Nan prepared to inspect the wound on his wrist.

"Ding Ding, are you awake?" an anxious female voice reached Wang Nan's ears.

What did you say?

Wang Nan turned his head with some difficulty, this is ......

This...... This face is so familiar, is she dreaming?

"Aunt Niu, why are you here?

The woman was stunned for a moment, then quickly regained consciousness, and hurriedly stepped forward to touch Wang Nan's forehead.

"Did this kid break his brain, what did you just call me?"

Wang Nan didn't bother to answer this question, his brain fell into the paste again, and in just two sentences, he fell into chaos again after regaining a little sane.

It seems that Aunt Niu is not yet forty years old, how can she be so young? I am daydreaming!

What's going on?

Could it be...... Because I attempted suicide in prison, and because I have no relatives at home, I notified Aunt Niu to come and visit?

But how could the prison have her contact information?

And she should be 70 years old this year, how can her face be so young?

Could it be...... Aunt Niu has crossed over? From 30 years ago to the present?

Then she shouldn't have come to see me, but her son Martin first!

But how are they supposed to meet?

Aunt Niu's son, Martin, is now over 40 years old and lives with Aunt Niu, who is 70 years old.

What kind of sparks will the seventy-year-old Aunt Niu and the forty-year-old Aunt Niu collide when they meet?

What a mess this is! Wang Nan was about to re-think his thoughts, but was interrupted by a violent shaking.

"Tintin, you speak, do you want to kill your mother in a hurry?"

Aunt Niu shook Wang Nan's body vigorously, anxiously asking, she desperately wanted to confirm that what she had just done was just her own hallucination.

Wang Nan was also very anxious, he raised his voice and said, "Auntie, this joke can't be made, how can I be Martin!?"

This kid is on the wrong string?

Aunt Niu felt that her brain was very insufficient, she had imagined that her son might bleed, concuss, and even have surgery at this time, but she never thought about this kind of scene.

"Don't scare your mother, can you? You're my son Martin! Nicknamed Tintin! Son, have you broken something, tell your mother, where does it hurt?"

"I'm not really Martin! You're not really confused, are you?

Wang Nan's shock was no less than that of Aunt Niu, which was the most incredible thing he had experienced in the first forty years.

Where is this?!

"Oh, it's over, it's over, it's over, the child's brain is broken, old horse, old horse, come here, our son doesn't even know his mother, doctor, doctor......"

Aunt Niu suddenly ran out like a madman, and Wang Nan was so shocked that she almost jumped out of bed.

Uncle Ma is also here! The old couple came together, oh no!

Calm down! Calm down!

Something is wrong, something must be wrong! But what's wrong?

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the room, Wang Nan carefully looked at the environment he was in.

Can't be wrong, this must be a hospital, but the conditions are a little bit retro, like the style of the last century.

Why did he end up in the hospital? It was because after receiving the news of his parents' death during his imprisonment, he repented and had no love for his life, and finally committed suicide by cutting his wrists!

Single-mindedly seeking death but not being able to die, directly confirms the sentence: good people don't live long, and disasters will be harmed for 10,000 years!

The "scourge" has now concluded that this is not a prison hospital, because the doors and windows of any room in the prison are equipped with grid-like iron railings, which is not here. The most important thing is that outsiders can't enter the prison hospital at all!

So, this is a local hospital, and it's a rural hospital in some kind of poor condition.

Is it because his life is in danger and the prison hospital cannot treat him, so he was transferred to the place?

But can such a hospital be better than a prison for treatment?

Or is it a nightmare to go to prison by yourself, and now you wake up from the dream, and then ......

And then I don't know what's going on!

Wang Nan still doesn't dare to imagine whether he has crossed over or been reborn.

It's impossible!

Wang Nan was reborn, and heaven is intolerable!

Wang Nan himself thinks that his rebirth is simply a sweet dream!

Aunt Niu must be an illusion, everything just now was an illusion, and no one was in the room at all.

The chaos in Wang Nan's mind was not over yet, and the door of the room was pushed open again "roughly", and several people poured in this time.

Wang Nan, who was frightened, swept his eyes...... Wow, all of them are familiar faces.

Aunt Niu pulled a child to the bed, pointed at Wang Nan and said loudly:

"Your name is Jinlong, right? Look what you've done to your classmate, he doesn't even know me as a mother now. ”

It's Aunt Niu! Her expression, voice, voice, speed of speech, and tone all match the target in her impression.

After Aunt Niu finished speaking, the child began to count the parents again:

"Lao Jin, it's not that I'm unreasonable, tell me yourself, how much enmity there is between classmates to make such a ruthless hand, if our family Ding Ding...... Woooooooo

Aunt Niu was interrupted by tears as she spoke, and Jinlong's parents apologized vigorously and said good things.

Not only Aunt Niu, but also Jin Long and his parents Wang Nan all knew each other.

"Surprises" continued, and another familiar figure of Wang Nan appeared.

Uncle Ma entered the door with a bunch of lists in his hand, and when he saw his wife crying, he frowned and said, "Ding Ding just fell, why are you crying so miserably?"

Aunt Niu can be regarded as finding the most suitable outlet, she yelled at the old horse: "Just fell a little! Let's go and see if your son still recognizes you?"

The old horse's scalp was numb by this loud roar, and he came to the bed full of wonder and was about to speak.

Wang Nan, who was more puzzled than him, spoke first: "Uncle Ma, you have become so young, are you ...... Ate some kind of elixir?"

Uncle Ma! The old horse almost fell down after hearing this, what nonsense did his son say?

"Martin, don't joke with your parents, fooling around on this occasion, Dad won't spare you! Dad will definitely beat you! I can let you do other things, not this time, you see what your mother is in a hurry, hurry up, admit your mistakes, and say you're okay." ”

As he spoke, he leaned forward and habitually touched his son's head.

Wang Nan flashed lightly, he was also over forty, and it was very uncomfortable to let another forty-year-old person touch his head like a child.

The old horse didn't touch his son, and he obviously felt that his son was dodging.

Looking at that look again, it seems to be a little different from the previous Ding Ding, thinking of this, an inexplicable chill suddenly welled up on the back of the old horse, his son's actions were obviously wary of himself, how could he be wary?

"Son, have you lost your memory? have you forgotten who you are? But do you remember my surname is Ma?"

Everyone present, except for Wang Nan, was very sure and affirmed the relationship between the characters at this time.

Wang Nan's performance is abnormal in their eyes, and if this abnormality continues, the two closest relatives will go crazy.

"Uncle Ma, don't make this kind of joke with me, I know very well who I am, I am ......" Wang Nan suddenly stopped talking, because the subconscious issued a warning in time: Shut up quickly!

He bowed his head and was silent while quickly mobilizing his brain cells to judge the situation: it should have nothing to do with others, and the problem lies with himself.

Could it be ...... Am I the one who crosses?

Thinking of this, Wang Nan suddenly felt a sense of excitement with blood rushing up his head.

Brother fate, is it your conscience...... I'm sorry for the wrong word, but did you have the mercy to give me a chance, and if so, I will take back all the curses and abuses I have made to you...... Woo wow hahaha...... Well?

Another group of people came in, and when that familiar figure appeared, Wang Nan's mind that was just about to sober up was carried away by a huge surprise again, and he clutched the sheets with both hands, is it her? That's right, it's her!

In an instant, Wang Nan burst into tears.

Mom, this is exactly what you looked like when you were young, the wrinkles have not yet climbed up your face, the black hair on your head still exudes vitality, and the anxiety in your expression is the purest mother's taste, as if we were separated yesterday, and when we met with a surprise like a world away.

Wang Nan doesn't need to pinch his thighs, rub his eyes, or find someone next to him to verify.

He was already very sure: it can't be wrong, it's me who has been born again, I've gone back to the past, I'm still my mother's son, I can start over!

Brother Fate! No, Uncle Fate! Thank you! Thank you very much!

"Mom!" the crying trills pierced the hearts of both mothers at the same time.

"Hey, Tintin, I'm here, do you think of your mother?" Aunt Niu rushed to her son while agreeing, but unfortunately, the object of her son's eyes was clearly not her.

"Su Zhen, how is Ding Ding? Is there something wrong?" the mother also walked quickly to Wang Nan's side.

"Mom, it's good to see you!" Wang Nan took his mother's hand and held it tightly, for fear that all this was just a dream.

Huh? Everyone present was in a state of stupor.

Another pair of hands touched his forehead, this time Wang Nan did not hide, but closed his eyes very happily.

"Tintin, this kid is stupid...... I'm Wang Nan's mother, your Aunt Zhang, your mother is here. The mother was also frightened by this, this child's head must not really fall out of the way.

"Ding Ding, wake up, how can you casually admit that this is your Aunt Zhang. ”

Seeing her son recognize a good friend as a mother on the spot, Aunt Niu was in a mood at this time: thick worry mixed with embarrassment and a little unhappiness.

"Mom, I'm Wang Nan! I'm Wang Nan!" Wang Nan was even more anxious, and finally reborn, but Aunt Niu took herself as her son, but her mother didn't know herself, was she crazy?

"Mom! I was wrong! I really know that I was wrong, don't worry, I will definitely change! I must be a good son!"

The mother was holding her hand, listening to Wang Nan's heart-rending cry, a certain nerve in her heart was pulled fiercely, and tears involuntarily slid downward.

She didn't have time to think about why the child recognized the wrong person, she just felt heartache, and then it was a great comfort, and it was the parents who were relieved to see their child sensible and an adult.

"Mom, I'm fine, let's go home, I want to hurry up and study, I'm going to take the high school entrance examination soon, I will definitely be able to be admitted to high school if I study hard." ”

Wang Nan was about to get off the bed as he spoke, and his hands were always holding his mother's hands and never letting go.

The mother returned to reality from reverie, saw that Wang Nan was about to get out of bed, and hurriedly held him down and said, "My Ding Ding son, what's wrong with you? Don't scare Auntie!"