Once upon a time, there was a girl, although she was talented, but she was a depressed patient; her appearance was not the color of the country, but it was just a thing of comfort; she did not understand human feelings, did not know the world, and was a little greedy for life, but she did not care about her life because of others; she never knew what it was, and it was easy to meet a shallow relationship, but it became the love of her life.

She is greedy for all kinds of things in the world, but she can't escape the impermanence of the world after all.

From this point of view, Chu Youyi, you have been really good in the past twenty-three years, too promising!

When I woke up, I was groggy and groggy. It's all like this, and you haven't died yet, Chu Youyi, your life is really big! I struggled to sit up, but the wound was touched. I exclaimed in exclaim. I heard footsteps outside the door, and a man pushed the door in. "Tianheng? Why are you?" I was shocked to see that this person was Tianheng, and it was a Tianheng who behaved as usual, and even his chaotic thoughts became a lot clearer. "I really didn't see that Miss Chu was such a cruel person to herself. He teased as he laid down a tray containing basic sterilization tools and a syringe containing an unknown liquid.

"What do you want to do?" I asked him sharply. "That's how Miss Chu treats her life-saving benefactor?" Tianheng asked me rhetorically. "Don't worry, these are just anti-inflammatory drugs, Miss Chu doesn't need to be nervous. As he spoke, he picked up my right arm, quickly found the vein for the injection, and pushed the drug into the vein with a needle. The whole process went smoothly and without any stumbling blocks. It seems to be another practice, I thought silently to myself.

"Where is this? How am I here?" I asked the man in front of me, pulling back my arm. "You...... It's hurt, and this is my private home. "I guess I can't find a more reasonable word to describe my unbelievable suicide, and Tianheng only uses the word "injured" instead. "But Miss Chu can rest assured, Qingang also knows about this matter. I invited Miss Chu to come here, just to ask Miss Chu to do me a favor, a small favor. After the matter is completed, Miss Chu must be allowed to leave. ”

"What's the problem?" I asked, covering my wounds.

"Resurrect him, resurrect this man!" Speaking of this, Tianheng was a little excited, and a little excited, and even his voice trembled. He walked quickly over to a rectangular object beside me and lifted the black curtain that covered it. Underneath it was a one-size-fits-all freezer with a crystal cover, braving the slightest chill. I looked closely, and there was a man lying upright in the middle...... No, it's a corpse. And this corpse is the same Yunluo who died a few days ago. It seems that he has been re-cared for, and his whole body is meticulously organized, and there is no trace of blood. Thinking about it, this person who collected Yunluo's body must be very attentive and cherish Yunluo very much. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel funny, and lazily said to Tianheng: "I knew this was the case, so why bother in the first place? Mr. Ye also overestimated me, although Chu is powerful, but he is not so powerful that he can live the flesh and bones of a dead person." "Otherwise, how do you think Qiao Xun died, I snorted coldly in my heart.

"I don't care, I don't care! How can he die? He can't die, he can't die......" Hearing what I said, he began to show signs of confusion and collapse again. I secretly said that it was not good, and I thought that it would be better to stabilize him first, so I continued to talk to him quietly: "However, it is not impossible to say that this method is not impossible. I don't know if you've heard that when a wealthy foreign man is old and seriously ill and on the verge of death, there is a way to continue his life. I stared at the horizon, slowed down and said, "That's it, memory transplantation." Take the bodies of healthy young people, forcibly destroy the original memories of these bodies, and then implant them into their own memories. In layman's terms, this can be regarded as borrowing corpses to resurrect their souls, so that they can return to the world in another way. ”

"Memory transplant?" Tianheng seemed to be a little incredulous.

To make my statement more credible, I pushed myself from a half-lying position to a full sitting, despite the pain. "Yes, it's a memory transplant. However, this law is too appalling and contrary to humanitarian law to be widespread, and only those who take risks are willing to pay a lot of money. I've only heard about it, but I haven't really practiced it, so I'm not sure I'll succeed. ”

Tianheng looked at the people in the freezer, and his eyebrows showed a tenderness that he had never felt before: "Try your best." ”

"Eh, wait a minute. Mr. Night, look, how can I try my best now?" Holding on to my spirits, I pointed to the injured area: "I'm afraid the bullet in this hasn't been taken out yet, right? I raised the corners of my lips and pretended to be relaxed and said to Tianheng, "Of course, the decision is all up to Mr. Night." ”

"Miss Chu had been suffering from a high fever before, so she was unable to perform surgery. Now that Miss Chu has woken up from fever, she naturally has to operate to remove the bullet from Miss Chu's body. This condition is not excessive. ”

"Hey, I feel so too. I slowly lay back in my original position and continued, "But don't worry, there is still a problem! Memory transplantation requires memories first. Didn't I say, does Mr. Night have the memory of this cloudfall?"

"Here it is. "When I saw the familiar box on the table next to the freezer, I felt the urge to curse. Lu Li, Lu Li, how can you say that you can't even look at the instruments and equipment? Now that even Yunluo's memories are ready, there is nothing wrong with you, but it is difficult for me to ride a tiger here! There was a lot of anger in my heart, and I felt that even if I didn't die in a big disaster, I would be angry with Lu Li.

"Good. I gritted my teeth.

"If Miss Chu feels pain in the wound, she should lie down and rest, and there is no need to grit her teeth and resist. Lu Li looked concerned. your gritted teeth and resist it! I lay down silently.

Although Tianheng is hated, he moves quite fast. In the afternoon, I called the doctor who operated on me. Also, after all, the Ye family is secretly engaged in transnational organ serum trading, how can there be no self-raised doctors. "This person can only get off the operating table alive intact. If she dies, you don't have to live anymore. Hearing Tianheng's threatening advice to the doctors, he couldn't cry or laugh: Chu Youyi, someone "cared" about you so much before your operation, should you be happy or unhappy.

I have to say that the psychological quality of this group of doctors is really strong, and they can complete the operation so calmly and unhurriedly by Tianheng with their lives. When I woke up from anesthesia, my first thought was this. "Now, Miss Chu can talk in detail about the method you said, right......? to come back. ”

"You, okay, talk, talk. "I tried to calm myself down and started talking as scientifically as serious as I could. "First of all, ,......" Anyway, after a long speech, Tianheng seemed to believe my words and began to find someone to start preparing. Seeing him leave, I let out a long breath and collapsed on the bed. It seems that this Tianheng really really wants to save Yunluo, I thought silently. With such a bunch of nonsense, he didn't even go to someone to distinguish the truth from the false, so he didn't say a word and started to practice.

It seems that as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will go all out. Even if everything was just a delusion, he didn't want to wake up. I turned my head to look at the person lying quietly in the crystal cabinet beside me, for some reason, although he had experienced such a mixture of love and hatred and emotions in his life, he was so peaceful after his death, and there seemed to be that ruffian smile on his lips, as if all the harm done to him in this world had not left a trace on him, as if he was still the same seventeen-year-old boy, freshly dressed and angry, and high-spirited. "The clouds fall. I whispered to him, "In your heart, what is hatred, what is kindness, what is hatred, what is love? Do you really, would you like to wake up and see that person again?"

I don't get an answer. What is the most painful thing in the world? I am afraid that when the thousand sails are over, looking back on thousands of miles, the deceased has been extinct.

A crystal cover, a barrier, separates the two worlds of yin and yang. No matter how people on the outside love, hate, rejoice, or regret, the people inside will no longer feel anything. This is also the most powerful power of death, it is not that it can make people die, but that those who remain can no longer live well. Although I ridiculed Tianheng's behavior, but when I think about it, whether it is Tianheng or me, isn't it the same along the way? It's just that the form of expression is different. What right do I have to mock him?

When the night falls, the heavens and the earth are united. Although I was in the same room with Yunluo's body, I did not feel any fear and panic, but gave birth to an inexplicable sense of relief. Thinking about it, what is the most terrifying thing in the world is ghosts and spirits? The most fearful thing in the world is the human heart. Ghosts are terrifying, but how can they compare to the sinister human heart? Living people make up ghosts and demons, but they are just setting up a target that can be rejected by all people, so as to cover up their evil deeds. Think about how many people have really died at the hands of so-called demons and monsters throughout the ages? And how many people have died at the hands of the living? Instead of fearing ghosts, people in the world should fear those who are alive.

Just as my thoughts were wandering, my eyes fell on the box beside Yunluo. For some reason, Tianheng was so careful to transplant Yunluo's memory, but he put the most important part of the whole process here and left it unattended. I struggled to remove the bed and slowly moved towards it. But as soon as I put my right hand on the box, it suddenly opened without warning.

"This is really the world's customs and people's hearts are not ancient, and now they even learn to touch porcelain with a box?" I was startled at first, looked at my right hand, and immediately understood the reason. It turned out that it wasn't the box touching the porcelain, but the chip in my right wrist was the key to opening it. Since the fight was opened, I simply didn't do anything and took out the memory that recorded Yunluo's memory.

After closing the recovery box, I hid the memory with me. In this way, even if Tianheng takes away the entire set of equipment, he will not be able to take away Yunluo's memory. I thought I must be going crazy, and I didn't know why I was doing it. From the moment Tianheng escaped from the detention room, everything happened so inexplicably: why did Tianheng escape from the detention room in such a good way? Why did my depression flare up so coincidentally and suddenly? Why did I wake up in Tianheng's private house instead of Qingang? Who recovered Yunluo's body from the scene after Tianheng was arrested? How did Tianheng use to obtain this box? The function of the chip in the wrist of the Qingang personnel is top secret, did the person who gave him the box tell him how to open the box?...... With so many questions in my mind, I went back to bed with a mess in my head and no idea.

But there is one thought that is becoming clearer and clearer: all this happening must not be something that Tianheng can do by just one person. Qingang, nine times out of ten, is out of the ghost.