Prologue. Battle of the Imperial Tombs Dead, reborn?
"Finally, am I finally going to die?"
I heard from the doctor that I was finally discharged from the hospital tomorrow about the date of my death.
The medical expenses have long been used up, and he is already in debt. It is not an exaggeration to call it a miracle that such a serious cancer can still live for so long.
After learning of his death, Luo was surprised to find that he did not feel scared or depressed, but was somewhat relieved.
This may seem strange, but for Luo, it's a bit of a blessing.
Since that day three weeks ago, the family has not come to his side again, and no one has been able to contact them, only a bank card with tens of thousands of yuan left remains, which is Luo's entire property.
It's not for nothing that Luo has found a way to get out of the hospital and use this money to go crazy at the end.
But in fact, Luo couldn't leave the room at all, and Luo couldn't even move one of his hands. That's right, this terrible disease made Law like a dead man.
This made Law despair.
Luo, who is only 16 years old this year, is obviously the most worthwhile age for a person, although his only characteristic is his one-word name.
But because of cancer, it came to an end.
After learning the fact that he was abandoned by his family, Luo also cried, angry, and hated. But in the end I gave up.
Suffering from cancer, calmly waiting for death to come.
The hospital didn't kick me out, maybe it was because they thought I was pitiful, and the director probably thought "It's good to wait until the child's family is found, so they can repay the medical bills!"
Obviously, my family has abandoned me, and I have already run away thousands of miles away to live a new life.
The director of the hospital is really a good person, just because he is a public hospital, so he just lets patients pay on credit.
At this time, Luo found that his consciousness was gradually fading, everything around him was slowly fading, and Luo felt sleepy.
He knew that he was dying, and he could not fall asleep at this time, because once his eyes were closed, he could never open them again, but he had to sleep again, because in this way he could escape this cruel fate forever.
Suddenly, Luo felt it, just for a while, Luo felt that he was no longer in pain, it didn't hurt at all, his body was extremely light, and his mind became extremely clear.
"Is this the legendary return to the light?,Isn't it too early?。。 ”
The doctor said it was tomorrow, coming?
Well, forget it, you're going to die sooner or later anyway, aren't you?
That's it, goodbye, my life, goodbye, the boy named Luo has only a short 16-year life full of regrets.
Luo, who was thinking like this, closed his eyes......................
The nurse on duty outside the ward saw it, and a constant blue glow emanated from Luo's room.
“?”
"Didn't his family leave him alone?
The nurse, sensing that something was wrong, rushed into the room, but before that the blue light was gone.
What was shown in front of the nurse was an empty ward, scattered on the bed with plugs and equipment connectors that should have been plugged into the patient's body.
The nurse exclaimed, "This can't !!"
It was supposed to be here.,The boy who couldn't even move.,Actually, left the ward? No! Disappeared to be exact, right? It's a big deal.。。
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Well.. If I'm dead, is this the heaven of legends? Is it hell?
Luo vaguely felt that he had arrived in a pure white room.
"Hey, don't sleep on you, you're going to catch a cold if you sleep on the ground!"
A woman's voice? Is this going to wake me up?
"Tell you not to sleep!! What should I do if I catch a cold?"
Luo, who was still immersed in his own world, suddenly hit his chest with something, and the pain made Luo shrink his body suddenly, exhale the air in his stomach in one breath, and open his eyes.
The blinding white light made Luo's eyes feel intense discomfort. But it only took a moment for Law to regain his sight.
Luo tried to sit up, he felt confused, but he clearly felt that his body no longer had any pain, no weakness, but a feeling of strength, like before he was still sick.
At this time, a woman's voice came from the side again.
"Uh... I actually looked at my hand there and giggled... It's not going to be a pervert. ”
Suddenly, there was a plurality of laughter around, and Luo hurriedly looked around to confirm the situation. Nearly a dozen people were crammed into a room of more than ten square meters.
There was nothing in the room, except for the innermost one, a large ball of black metal as an ornament, but what was interesting was the spectacular night view of the city outside the window.
Law got up from the ground and walked slowly to the window.
The window reflected Luo's appearance, but no longer the emaciated dying man,
He was still wearing a hospital gown, and in order to facilitate the intubation, the clothes were not buttoned at the front, and what was printed from the window was a body that was too strong to speak, and the muscles and muscles with clear lines were printed. A resolute face,
Although he was still the same as he was, there were obviously some different muscles and complexions, and it was a little difficult for his strong body to be with the dying man continuously.
Does this look like this?
"Hey, you're not obsessed with your own flesh, are you?" said a cute girl dressed in a long dress standing behind Luo and jokingly looking at Luo.
Looking at her smiling face, Luo suddenly felt a rush of blood rushing to his head, and hurriedly turned his head.
It's a shame to say, after all, the only young woman he has really come into contact with can be said to be his sister alone.
"Huh?" he didn't know what to say for a moment, and Law didn't react to what was happening to him.
"Uh, you're big, are you a virgin, don't you know how to speak?" the girl seemed a little dissatisfied, because Luo looked away as he answered, which was rude.
"Yes... I'm sorry. Luo tilted his head slightly and tried to look into the girl's eyes, but failed.
"Hey, Elm man, how did you die, in your hospital gown, are you a sick person? don't look like that?" the girl sighed and asked Law, but her words made Law incredulous.
Law looked at his body reflected in the window.
He's dead?
Even though his hands and feet are like his own, his heart is beating. The breathing continued, and I could still smell the scent of the girl in front of me.
What the hell is going on?
"Dead, dead, where is this, is it heaven?"
Luo was not sure, and pointed to the people in the room and said in surprise.
"Haha, heaven. Unfortunately, it seems to be hell here. We're all dead like you. A tall man with sunglasses who looked like a soldier answered Luo's question with a smile.
Luo smiled stupidly. "Oh, it turns out that I'm still dead. Ha ha. ”
Luo breathed a sigh of relief, after learning that he was indeed a dead man.
Luo looked closely at the people around him, and found that the only calm faces were the girl in front of him, the tall soldier and the dull teenager in the corner, wearing a down jacket and saying nothing.
Everyone else was there with incomprehensible expressions of decadence, some were holding their heads and crying, some were stunned, and some were staring out the window in a daze.
There were about sixty old people, uncles who worked in the office, aunts who could be seen everywhere on the streets, and three teenagers with strange heads and tattoos on their faces, and the way of death of these three people could be roughly guessed from the marks that their clothes were cut by some sharp object.
Are they just dead like me?
Suddenly, a sudden piece of music interrupted Law's thoughts.
Ah~The sun has risen~Morning has arrived~........ Let's have a new morning together...................... Laugh together......... Usher.........
The black ball in the room suddenly played strange music, which sounded like a children's rhyme sung by an uncle with no singing experience on a tattered radio. It's really ugly to die for.
Except for the soldier, the puzzling girl, and the sullen man who was silent in the corner, everyone in the room looked at the huge black ball with a look of astonishment.
The music sounded, and the black ball was like a huge display screen with words and pictures.
The jumble of images shifts constantly, and finally turns into Chinese characters that Luo can understand.
Your lives are over,
I'll use the rest as I please.
In order not to waste a rare new life,
Please do your best to live!!