'I... This is? Is this what it feels like to be dead, it's really more comfortable than living...'

'That light is... Is it showing the way? I can also go... The so-called paradise? ’

'That's! It's a familiar feeling... Who...' Several illusory figures waved at him in the bright light ahead. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, the soul wandering in the void was suddenly pushed back by an invisible force, trying to stop it from advancing.

"Uh... Yes! Will that stop me!? Hum! "The man's soul seems to have just broken away from the shell, with a fresh brute force, with enough strength, to break through this shackles, and quickly rush towards the light source.

"Hum... The man's soul finally rushed into the center of the light source, and the halo behind him closed in the middle of the moment after he entered.

"Uh... Where is this? The man seemed to have just come out of the darkroom, and was very uncomfortable with the bright light in front of him, and covered the pure green with his hand.

"Huh? This! "Looking at my hands, my soul that was just like a line drawn on paper, without a sense of substance, has now become a physical body. As his gaze fell, he was dressed in white and black in a wide-mouthed thick tube like a patient in a mental hospital, standing barefoot on the grass. Raised his left foot, "It's quite stably... How can I feel touched? ”

"Huh" didn't wait for the man to think about it, and a few black cracks suddenly cracked in the void space next to the original itself, and three figures fell out of it in turn. The man instinctively tensed the muscles of his whole body, took a half-step back with his right leg, pointed his toes to the ground, and his eyes narrowed like a lynx staring at its prey.

'Two men and one woman...' Seeing the three of them look dazed and surprised, the man returned to his original state and began to look at the environment in front of him. In fact, in front of me, except for a green meadow as far as the eye can see, there is only a dazzling white, ordinary desk and an office chair that is equally clean and white, and nothing else.

"Well, isn't it boring here, friends?" The sound of talking came from the ground, making the man who was paying attention to the vision tense up, reflexively pedaling to the left, his right hand clenched into a fist and swinging back, the whole person was like a frightened cat.

"Whew... Young people are very clever. With a playful tone, the person who should have been behind him suddenly appeared three or four meters in front of the man again.

"Who are you!" The man remained in the same position as before, slowly retracting his hands and feet as he spoke, as if he had never moved.

"And, that's what every opening sentence is." At this time, the man saw clearly the old man in front of him who was muttering to himself..., well, the old man who gave people a very kind and kind feeling. But the disdainful expression, the corners of the mouth slightly down, looked like a naughty child.

"Ahem! Uh-huh. The old man straightened his expression, cleared his throat, signaled that everyone had something to say next, and gathered the attention of several people.

"That's right, this is what you call heaven." After speaking, he looked at several people with different expressions. Surprised, numb, the old man smiled disappreciatively, and then said, "All four of you came here after dying by suicide. Regardless of the few people who looked at each other and were puzzled, "Every day there are hundreds of thousands of people in your world who take the initiative to give up their lives for various reasons, but..." Scanning the circle of four people, he found that only the man who had just made his move seemed to be empty, and did not look at himself, and the other three were firmly attracted by his words. The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he said, "You are lucky, because..." However, it's not where you came from, it's just a parallel world with the same trajectory. After saying that, he noticed that those longing eyes that had become textured hit him, and the old man was very satisfied. proudly raised his chin slightly, and his hands rhythmically supported his pure white, long beard with a fairy temperament.

'Huh!? What the situation, you don't give a reflection of this! The old man stared at the "black and white man" on the far left. I don't believe it! The old man thought angrily like a child. After speaking, he opened his palm and raised it, and conjured a stick holder out of thin air. That's right, it's a fortune-telling for people, and the shiny bamboo stick holder.

"Come forward, and draw one for each of you. Here, only one lottery is different from the others, and the one who wins the lottery will get a chance to be reborn. The old man's cunning eyes and seductive tone stretched out his hand to hold the sticker, signaling a few people to come forward.

A thin man took the lead and stepped forward, "Eh, old immortal, don't you realize this... A little too child's play? Just this decision? ”

The old man may also feel a little ridiculous, and a layer of blush floats on his smooth and flawless face, which makes him even more temperamental. Just for a moment, he returned to a serious face and stared at the person in front of him, without speaking. The man was stared at uncomfortably, and he raised his right hand and hovered over the lottery.

At this moment, a hand quickly crossed over to him, and pulled a wooden skewer from the holder at random. "What's yours is yours, and you can't hide from it." The thin man looked at the long-haired and red-lipped woman beside him in surprise, stunned for a few seconds, and then pulled out a lottery without hesitation, for fear that someone would rob him of the opportunity again.

"It doesn't look like we." The long-haired woman's tone was still cold, but she couldn't hide the disappointment in her eyes, no, a look of despair. The thin man looked at the lottery in the woman's hand, drooped his head, and sat on the ground unwilling to speak. The lower end of the two wooden sticks is engraved with a red "Xia" character.

The old man looked at the two of them, smiled and said to the other two people a few meters away, "Hurry up both of you, the lucky one is among you." ”

The black and white man came to his senses, took a few steps forward, and stopped. "Who the hell are you?"

"Heh, you man. Can't see it yet? You can call me God or the Jade Emperor or something, which is what you call an immortal. After speaking, the man who looked at the question wanted to speak again, but without waiting for him to speak, he continued: "Something like this that allows you to live a new life is just a gesture, and it will not affect your previous world. If any of you go, you will never see your old selves again, and you will be just another stranger. This is a rare opportunity in hundreds of years, so please take advantage of it yourself. The old man smiled and held the sticker, and took the initiative to walk towards the black and white man.

The black and white man frowned and looked at the so-called immortals who came over, not advancing but retreating, as if he was avoiding the terrible temptation of the demon. "I don't go, I choose to die because I'm too tired."

The old man remained indifferent, still pacing forward.

"He doesn't want it, let it be for us!" It was the thin man who spoke, and as he spoke, he stood up, trying to get close to the old immortal, but was blocked by an invisible force.

The old man didn't look at him, stopped in front of the black and white man, raised his hand and signaled him to draw a lottery, so that he could give himself a second chance at life.

"Let me come first, shall you?" The last bald middle-aged man walked over and asked the old man.

The old man didn't answer, and handed the holder to the bald man's chest. The man began to hesitate again, one hand swaying between the remaining two sticks, and finally took a deep breath and drew one with a determined expression.

"Elimination." The old man smiled and helped the man read out the answer, and the bald man was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning, staring blankly at the dazzling "sign" in his hand.

"You three can go where you need to go." After the old man finished speaking, the void cracked again, and an expressionless young man in a white suit appeared in the middle of the three of them, folded his hands, opened them, and patted them lightly. The two men and a woman disappeared into nothingness before they could react. The young man in the suit walked up behind the old man and stood still, did not speak, and looked at the black and white man with an expressionless face.

"Okay, God's chosen child, is there anything you would like to say or ask?" The old man looked at the black and white man with a slight flirtation in his tone.

The man didn't seem to be interested in what was happening, and after listening to the old man's words, he paused, and said, "My name is Li Xin...... I didn't ask for it and didn't want to go back. He said it as if he were saying it to himself.

The old man choked on the man's words and was stunned for a long time. "You can choose the life you want to live again and achieve the dreams you didn't start with. Don't worry about your food and clothing, don't have to be tired and desperate to live, maybe you can be a person you never thought of in your previous life. The old man's demeanor at this time did not look like an old fairy with a childish face, but it made people feel that he was a devil who was tempting to sign a contract. After saying this, the 10,000-year-old poker face of the man in the suit behind him couldn't help but twitch.

Quiescence. There is no howl of the wind or the chirping of birds. Except for the old man's gradual thickening snort.

Time passed slowly, looking at the flat-headed man in front of him who was unmoved and empty, the old man still compromised and said, "I can give you a complete home, still love your mother, stick to your sister." The black and white man finally gave some feedback, and his eyes focused on the old man's face. The old man was overjoyed, and continued: "There is also a father who also loves you, although you have never seen your father in your previous life, but in the next life I will give you everything that you have never had." Don't you like music, I'll give it to you; You want the health and safety of your family, and I promise you; If you want to live an ordinary life and go to school, I can give you ...... too."

"Say no more!" The man suddenly yelled, "I don't want any of this, I'm really tired, let me go." Even if I go back, I will still see life and death, and my relatives leaving me... I, I don't want anything anymore......" The man gradually calmed down, looking down at his feet, his fists pressed against the brim of his pants, revealing the turbulence in his heart.

The old man was panicked for a moment by this venting-like robbery, and in a blink of an eye, his face became red, and his anger value rose rapidly.

"Little..."As soon as the man in the suit behind him opened his mouth and spit out a word, he was stared at by the old man's terrifying eyes full of anger, and the words behind him were suffocated.

The old man finally repressed back his elevated blood pressure and said to the black and white man, "I can give you a lot of money that you think about day and night, and you can't spend enough." ”

"What you gave me, not mine." The man didn't raise his head, still holding his posture, and squeezed a few words out of his teeth.

"You...!" The old man was not lightly angry. He pointed his finger at the man without grace, and he couldn't answer for a while.

"Aren't you afraid to send me back, and I'll die right back." The man raised his head in slow motion, looking directly into the eyes of the old man in the face of the old man's anger, and his tone seemed to be threatening, and like... Die.

"I'll go! Top you third uncle and grandfather! The old man couldn't hold back any longer, and kicked at the man's stunned dead face, "Master let me go back if you want to go back!" "Kicked the man into the void rift." You're nnd legs, phew! I don't know what to do......"

"Little... Young Master..."A weak call interrupted the curse of the "old man". Uh, okay, the little Shota in front of you, the cute little Shota with angry hair.

"I thought that the dead father's work was so interesting, every time he did it in front of the master, what a big deal! When he encounters such a superlative, it's really his n's face, don't ......" Looking at Xiao Zhengtai in front of him who was about to start cursing constantly, the man in the suit decisively stepped forward to stop it.

"Little master, little master, be quiet, you can't be angry. Let's let the master hear you, you'll have to be beaten again. As if she had thought of something terrible, she instantly stopped waving her pink little fist, and her face turned from red to blue in the blink of an eye. The dull eyes and the big fleshy mouth are just cute.

"Hmph, go back!" Xiao Zhengtai was still very unwilling, and stomped on the ground as if venting, and the surrounding scene changed from green grass to an antique dark room in an instant, and pushed open the door and walked towards the towering palace group in the distance.

"Eh, little master, you haven't given that person a drink of forgetful water~~ And... You kicked him into the reincarnation path~" Listening to the slightly flustered and aggrieved voice behind him, Xiao Zhengtai, who walked forward quickly and pouted with a small cute step, was unstable, and kissed the earth with his little buttocks. After sitting for a while, he said in an infinitely affirmative tone, "I'm running away from home!" Xiao Zhengtai seemed to have discovered a new continent in an instant, waving a fist, his eyes with a flying and determined look, looking at the palace gate not far away. It's just these, but our protagonist Li Xin is hard to be lucky enough to watch.

572, Samcheon-dong 1-gil, Wan-san, Jeonju-si, Jeollabuk-do, South Korea.

It was early in the morning. In the small courtyard with blue tiles and white walls, a thin figure sat in front of the bed, looking out the window attentively. 'Five, five, it's been like this...... Where is my path and how do I go about it? Why are you sending me back again? The little boy sat curled up on the ground, his arms clasped tightly on his knees. 'I'm afraid to sleep, and every night dreams haunt me, why... Why did you give me a new lease of life but not let me forget the past? The moonlight outside the window did not shine into the little boy's empty eyes, and his whole body was shrouded in darkness trembling slightly, and his small body seemed to be imprisoned by a certain wild beast. 'Yes, I have a complete home, but... Why am I still insecure? Unintelligible language, unpalatable food... Dog #! It's all TM torturing me! I'm so homesick... No one can understand me, no one can explain my loneliness... It's not of this world...'

The alarm clock at the head of the bed, the hour hand is spinning rapidly, and the sky is already white. The little body, which was already thirsty, couldn't resist the sleepiness after all, and fell asleep on the cold floor. Just as the sun was setting, the door was opened. The boy's father walked straight to the bed, picked him up, gently put him on the bed and covered him with the quilt, walked to the window and slowly closed the curtains. Complete a series of habitual actions and bring the door back to your room.

"Son, is it still like that?" The woman with a big belly leaned against the head of the bed and asked the man who entered the door with red eyes.

"Hmm." The man kicked off his slippers and got into the quilt, stretched out his arm and gently pulled the woman's head to his chest, his palm rubbing her slightly curly short hair. "Doctors have said that autism is treated with time. He is so insecure, we can only slowly change him and give him more love. The man, while comforting the woman, brushed away the hair from her forehead with his hand, revealing a smooth and smooth forehead, and kissed it as a sign of his love for the family. Rest assured, we will take care of him, as well as our soon-to-be-born child. Believe me. ”

"Brother Youzhi, we... We want this child, will it be too cruel to Chan Ho, will he think too much? The woman paused several times to consider her words.

The man named Youzhi frowned and glanced at the door. Then he lowered his head, put his other hand on the woman's bulging belly, and said in a firm tone: "No, our son can happily accept his little brother and sister." After saying that, he gently and rhythmically patted the woman's belly.

Dream: It was deep darkness, only Li Xin stood alone in it, looking around blankly, and a Volkswagen stopped not far away. 'That's...' -- that was his car, his old car, and the car his mother and sister were in on the day of the accident. "Brother, my mother and I will go first, you have to take care of the house!" The younger sister's delicate tone lingered in her ears, and she poked her head out of the car window with a sweet demeanor and waved her arms at Li Xin. 'Son, you have to be good, don't let your mother worry anymore. The past will pass, find a good girl, huh? Remember to go home often. The mother also stuck her head out of the front window to say goodbye to her son, and her gray hair looked so kind. Tears welled up in his eyes, looking at the slowly moving car in front of him, Li Xin knew that his beloved was about to leave him forever, he cried loudly and chased the car in front of him, but he couldn't get close no matter what. 'Mom! Don't, don't go! Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi... Ahh Tears flowed down his face, and he limp and weakly chased after the car that was moving away in front of him. And his mother and sister still smiled and waved at him, and it went on. In the darkness, there was only Li Xin's howling cry, tears continued, his heart seemed to be pricked by needles, as if he had been torn by someone, and his face began to twitch in pain. And these are also present in his reality.

Tears wet the pillow, sweat wet the hair. Looking at her child, the pregnant woman wanted to bear the pain of his unknown in the place of her child. The woman sat down in front of the bed, took the child's head with difficulty, and embraced her into her arms. "Chan-ho, my son, mom is here, please don't cry anymore... Do you know that Mom wants to help you share your pain, woo... Mom doesn't want to see you cry and wake up every day, and she doesn't want to see you stupid again! The woman lowered her head and buried her trembling lips in the boy's hair, crying out as if she were crying. Xu You leaned against the door frame and watched this scene that was staged almost every day, and his heart cramped for a while. Shinobu's eyes reddened and she bit her lip. I walked to the side of the bed and hugged the adults and children together, and held back the bitter tears that were about to erupt.