On February 15, 2020, at 21:43 Beijing time, a hospital.

Song Mengcheng was lying on the bed in the intensive care unit, and a newly introduced extracorporeal membrane oxygenation machine was still in operation, but it had lost its effectiveness.

The attending doctor shook his head helplessly, put a white sheet on Song Mengcheng's body and said: "The patient's brainstem reflex has disappeared, there is no breathing, and the heart has stopped beating, find a way to notify the family." ”

This is a death recognized in modern medicine, the reflexes of the central nervous system region that dominate the respiratory function in the brain stem are all lost, and there is no spontaneous breathing, but Song Mengcheng did not know that he was pronounced dead by the hospital.

Song Mengcheng's mind was like a movie film living his life, his father, mother, sister, and the faces that had intersected in his life and had a deep impression, all of which came to mind at this time, so clear and very distant.

He seemed to be able to see the cold road outside the window, and there wasn't even a car on the road.

Then, like a mist, his consciousness gradually broke away from his body and flew towards a golden light in the void.

Song Mengcheng did not feel much pain, on the contrary, he felt very happy, as happy as when he went home and his mother was waiting for him to cook.

The next morning, Song Mengcheng's father, Song Chuwen, received a call from the hospital, the content of which was Song Mengcheng's death notice and a very brief will:

will

If I can't be cured, I will be cremated immediately by the hospital and the ashes will not be kept.

Song Mengcheng

3 February 2020

Song Chuwen put down the phone, his chest was suffocated, and his face became iron-blue, even at this age, he was used to seeing life and death, and when he learned the news of his son's death, this kind of pain from a white-haired person to a black-haired person still made a scholar who had been teaching for many years lose his temper and cried bitterly.

Zhuang Lan heard the crying, came out of the room, and asked, "What's the matter, Old Song, why are you crying?"

Song Chuwen choked up and said, "My son is gone." ”

Zhuang Lan's tears flowed down instantly, and she muttered, "It's gone, it's gone." ”

Song Chuwen didn't say anything about the will, because this will make people feel that his son is ruthless, and he remembered a sentence that his son often recited: The living send it, and the dead return it.

This should be Song Mengcheng's attitude towards death, or this is the ultimate destination of Song Mengcheng and the ultimate destination of people.

The words of this will are in line with the way of Song Mengcheng, which is a way to keep a distance. This way of keeping a distance, no one knows what he is thinking, which makes Song Mengcheng have few friends, and his family, for many years, feels that he lacks warmth.

Song Mengcheng didn't feel that he was dead, he only felt that he had become a faint white light, flying into a golden light, and woke up.

At the moment, he smokes a cigarette in particular, which is a habit he has been using for many years and the only way to express his loneliness.

He habitually groped for cigarettes and lighters on the bedside cabinet with his hands, but felt empty, Song Mengcheng tried to open his eyes, and found himself lying on a hospital bed, with the words of HK City People's Hospital printed on the quilt cover, lying on the side of the bed, sleeping.

Song Mengcheng sat up and pushed the sleeping stranger beside the bed.

The stranger woke up and looked up, saw Song Mengcheng sitting on the hospital bed, and said happily: "Xiaocheng, you are awake, I will call a doctor." ”

Song Mengcheng said in surprise: "Dongzi, why are you here?"

Zhao Xudong looked at Song Mengcheng: "I have to be here, you are hospitalized because I have been beaten, if I don't come to accompany the bed, I can't say it?"

"Beaten, beaten by whom?" Song Mengcheng was full of question marks.

"I said you kid was knocked out of memory by that stuffy stick, my girlfriend's ex-boyfriend brought a few social people to our school to block me, and you took a stick for me in order to save me. Zhao Xudong briefly recounted what happened.

Song Mengcheng looked at the young Zhao Xudong and was even more puzzled, am I going back to the past?

Zhao Xudong said: "Today is November 4, 199, you are stupid. ”

Song Mengcheng asked, "We're in our freshman year now?"

Zhao Xudong said: "Yes. ”

Song Mengcheng glanced at the words on the bed sheet and continued to ask, "We are now at the Hong Kong City People's Hospital?"

Zhao Xudong deliberately pulled a long voice and said, "Yes-" and then went out to call a doctor.

The doctor came in and observed Song Mengcheng's pupils and said to Zhao Xudong: "It's just a slight concussion, it's okay now, the amnesia you are talking about may be intermittent amnesia, doesn't he still remember you, just take a rest." ”

Song Mengcheng said: "Doctor, I'm fine, I want to be discharged." ”

Zhao Xudong said: "What kind of hospital? You have to take care of your injuries, if anything happens, how can I deal with you." ”

Song Mengcheng smiled and said, "I'm really fine, my own body, I can't take it seriously yet?"

Zhao Xudong said: "Then you have to ask the doctor, you don't count." ”

The doctor said: "Tetanus has also been injected, and the anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving hanging needles have also been hung up, nothing serious, you can be discharged from the hospital, don't eat too irritating food." ”

Out of the hospital building, Song Mengcheng felt that the air was fresh, this is Hainan in winter, as the only province with a subtropical climate, even if this is the season, it is not cold, there is a green scene everywhere, but when the sea breeze blows, it will be a little biting. This is not the same as the cold in the north, which is dry and cold, and Hainan is wet and cold.

Song Mengcheng tore off the gauze on his head, closed his eyes, breathed hard and said, "Dongzi, hurry up and get a cigarette, suffocate me in the hospital." ”

Zhao Xudong took out a pack of Huangshan from his jeans pocket, took out one and handed it to Song Mengcheng, first ordered it for him, and then ordered one for himself and said: "Xiaocheng, you still have a hole on your head, the gauze is torn, don't get infected." ”

Song Mengcheng snatched the cigarette and lighter in Zhao Xudong's hand, put them in his pocket and said, "It's okay with this little injury, go back to the bedroom." ”

Zhao Xudong stopped a taxi, put Song Mengcheng in the back seat, sat in the co-pilot and said, "Master, go to Nanhai University." ”

Song Mengcheng didn't speak along the way, but looked out the window, smoking cigarettes one after another, while looking at the scenery outside the window, while digesting the fact of rebirth.

It's inconceivable that this kind of unscientific thing happened to me, and I didn't figure it out when I thought about going to Song Mengcheng, so I just didn't want to, so I thought about how to go the rest of the way.

About 20 minutes away, I drove to the main entrance of Nanhai University, got off the bus, and the two of them went straight to dormitory 506 of Building 4.

Nanhai University is located at the junction of HK City and Qiongshan City, Longkun South Road, HK City, and belongs to HK City if it comes out of the East Gate, and belongs to Qiongshan City if it comes out of the West Gate.

In 99, Nanhai University recruited students from other provinces for the first time, so the scores were not very high, and Song Mengcheng, who was a middle school student, and the five brothers in the same dormitory were the beneficiaries of this enrollment outside the province.

Building 4 is the only student dormitory outside the province of Nanhai University, and the only advantage here is that male and female students live in the same building, but there are more men and fewer women, and each dormitory can accommodate six people in bunk beds, and Building 5 next door is a newly built independent female dormitory.

As soon as I returned to the dormitory, several brothers in the dormitory, Gao Weiqiang, Chen Yongxu, Han Li, and Liu Lei, were all around

Chen Yongxu asked, "Are you okay, Xiaocheng?"

Han Li also opened his mouth and asked, "Is the injury serious?"

Several others also expressed concern with their eyes.

Song Mengcheng said: "Thank you, brothers, I'm fine, but I was beaten with a stick, and I can't remember some things." ”

Liu Lei said loudly: ", isn't that amnesia?"

Song Mengcheng said: "It's not amnesia, it's intermittent amnesia, most of them still remember, but there are some things that I don't remember, don't be nervous." ”

Gao Weiqiang said: "Zhao Xudong, the brothers all said that the woman is not good, you don't believe it, this time you owe a lot of favors, what's the matter, don't you arrange for the brothers to rub at night?"

Zhao Xudong said: "I have no problem, it depends on whether the small town is okay, if the small town is okay, I will invite the brothers to a big meal." ”

Song Mengcheng said: "You really should invite this meal, so let's just forget about the big meal, go to the northeast noodle restaurant at the South Gate, ask for a few stir-fried dishes, and a few bottles of beer to live." ”

Zhao Xudong responded cheerfully: "Okay, just listen to Xiaocheng, but Xiaocheng, you just got a tetanus needle, can you drink?"

Song Mengcheng said: "I don't drink, watch you drink." ”

Zhao Xudong said: "Okay, let's go up at the south gate." ”

The proprietress of the Northeast Noodle Restaurant is to elope with a man surnamed Jiang to HK City, two people rented a house near Nanhai University, opened a 30-square-meter Northeast Noodle Restaurant, initially just bought a product of lo mein, because several people are northerners who are not used to eating bland, southern cuisine, after Song Mengcheng several northerners skewered, added some home-cooked food, a few people have nothing to do with the noodle restaurant dinner.

As soon as he sat down, Zhao Xudong didn't even look at the menu and said to the proprietress: "Sister-in-law, bring us a fish-flavored shredded pork, scrambled eggs with cucumbers, braised pork ribs, roasted beef with potatoes, shredded cabbage, another fish, and a whole case of beer." ”

The proprietress remembered the name of the dish and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll let Brother Jiang make it now, I'll open the beer first, and you drink it first." ”

Brother Jiang's dishes were fried quickly, and after a while, they came up one after another, and several people began to clink glasses with each other, Song Mengcheng ate a bowl of rice, then stood up and said, "Brothers, you continue to drink, I'm a little uncomfortable, go back and rest first." ”

Zhao Xudong said: "You are the protagonist today, this protagonist is gone, how can you drink this wine?"

Song Mengcheng said: "I admit your love, I can't drink alcohol, sitting here chatting with a group of you drunks, tired!"

Zhao Xudong said: "Okay, then you go back to rest first, we have to drink for a while." ”

Song Mengcheng turned his head and left, waving his hand with his back to a few people.