Sinan opened her eyes, the sky was bright, birds chirping outside the window, and the sound of tenants talking came from the courtyard, she got up with a grunt, knelt on the bed and looked around, the house was still messy, empty beer cans, full ashtrays, empty snack bags were thrown on the ground, she raised her hands to see, there were no fractures, and if you felt it again, there was no pain in her body...... Did you have a real nightmare?

She was a little confused, unable to confirm what was going on, but after a moment's composure, she remembered that the day of her accident was Friday, the day of the in-game battlefield update...... She rolled over and got out of bed, picked up the phone on the table with the charging cable attached, and lit it up, and it showed that it was Wednesday. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info she woke up the sleeping computer again, and looked at the clock at the bottom right of the screen, which was also Wednesday.

No, the nightmare is not so real, I have to figure out what happened, how to prove it? She steadied herself, sat down and thought about it seriously, by the way, on Wednesday, the tenant said that the property fee should be paid, and handed her a slip; on Thursday, she went out to eat Malatang and met the boss and the proprietress quarrelling; no need to think about it, just prove what will happen today and tomorrow, she can figure everything out.

There's nothing complicated, just one thing, I'm actually fucking reborn, if it's true...... Sinan felt so heavy that she couldn't breathe, and she remembered the words of the two gangsters, car accidents, recipes, and lawsuits...... And, the "important stuff" they especially wanted from her.

There must be something I don't know, and if I do come back again, it means that I have to solve this mystery. Perhaps, this is the requirement and meaning of God to give me another life.

Sinan sat there motionlessly, as if there were thousands of troops whistling in his mind, those memories and remnants of the images are now very clear, and it seems that many important information has indeed been ignored by himself, such as the figure of his father sitting alone in front of the window for a long time and contemplating and sighing, such as the sudden car accident, such as the father Although he couldn't speak or see before he died, when he clasped his hands, what seemed to be written in her palm......

Click, suddenly remembered the crisp knock on the door, Sinan was startled from his contemplation, and looked out of the window, it was the tenant holding a thin envelope in his hand, her heart was beating like a drum, and she pretended to be calm and got out of bed to open the door - "Sinan, the property has just been delivered, and she said that she has to pay the property fee." As he spoke, the man handed over the envelope.

"Five thousand three hundred and sixteen, there is also a power line rectification notice issued by the street office, right?" Si Nankou asked dryly.

"Hey, have you been to the property? That's what you said, here's the payment statement. The tenant motioned to Sinan again to take the envelope. Then he took his leave.

Sinan took the thin envelope like a thousand pounds, sat back on the small bed, his heart almost jumped out of his mouth, and he didn't have to wait for the verification of the next few days, he was really reborn three days before he died.

What should I do if I let things happen on Friday again...... Am I really going to have no chance? Go and call the police? Do I just enter the door and say, "Uncle policeman, two people are going to kill me tonight," I'm afraid I'm going to be taken as a psychopath...... Hide out? I couldn't hide from the fifteenth year of junior high school, and those two people came for me. Sinan hugged her head, her brain was jumping suddenly, and after a long time, she raised her head, wiped her face, and made a decision with a face as pale as ice: Since someone must die, of course it is a friend of the dead Dao who will not die and the poor Dao.