Chapter 1: The Rebirth of the Mystery

In the deserted and quiet hospital room, an incandescent lamp emits an eerie glow on the ceiling. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Qinghui sprinkled and landed on the face of the emaciated man on the hospital bed.

The man's face was almost covered by a heavy oxygen plug, and the heart wires displayed on the device were flattening out little by little. His eyes were full of reluctance to the world. He hated his fate, why did all this happen to a person like him who loved life.

The man's name is Zeng Shunfan, he is thirty-nine years old this year, and he is about to face his fortieth year. However, just before the arrival of his fortieth year, he was diagnosed with advanced stomach cancer, and he had no surgery.

Half a month ago, when he heard the news, he fell into a deep panic and disappointment.

For things like life and death, if he was alone, he would definitely not mind so much. However, he also has a son who is in high school. This son, who lost his mother when he was a child and grew up under his own nurturing, supported this broken family with him. His life has become particularly meaningful because of the presence of this sensible son, so he thinks that it is worth it to be tired for his son.

However, it is such a precious son who has become the part that he can't give up the most now. The two fathers and sons have been dependent on each other for seventeen years, and when they saw that their son was about to grow up and the two fathers and sons were about to be happy, they encountered this kind of thing.

After careful consideration, he still failed to tell his son about this cruel reality. Instead, he told a white lie.

He told his son that he had found a job in an out-of-town area with a good salary, but he had to leave for a year and could not return for a year. He just thought that after a year, his son's death might not be so unforgettable, right?

The sensible son didn't say much about his decision, but just said that he remembered to contact the family on time.

When he heard this, he cried, and for the first time he cried weakly in front of his son.

In order not to break the contract, he wrote all the letters for the year, and asked the post office to send one to his family every month, which can be regarded as a "comfort" to his son.

He even entrusted his life savings to the bank to transfer them to his son's account month by month, thinking that the money would be enough for his son to finish college, but unfortunately he couldn't see that scene himself......

The sound of breathing was getting weaker and weaker, and his heart was close to stopping. But the scene of his son bidding farewell to him appeared in front of him, and it was the last time he saw his son. In that dilapidated train station, he saw for the first time the unease in his son's eyes.

"Dad, you must take care of yourself." This was the last thing his son said to himself, and the moment he turned around, he still cried, but this time he didn't let his son see it......

He wanted to reach out and touch the illusion of his son appearing on the ceiling, but at the moment when he was about to touch it, his hand, which had paused in mid-air, fell so weakly, and his heavy eyelids drooped like this, covering his eyes, and there was no more sound in his ears......

He thought, is that what death is like this? Plunged into endless darkness, without any sense, it has been falling like this.

Just as he was about to accept his death in peace, a strong white light appeared in front of him, illuminating him and closing his eyes in horror......

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The bitter taste coming from the tip of the tongue became more and more obvious, and the whole mouth seemed to be filled with the bitter taste of an unknown drug. As if he had noticed something wrong, Zeng Shunfan opened his eyes in horror.

He lay his hands on the table, and his forehead rested on his wrists. With a glimmer of light, he only saw the pressed paper with the words "Known...... Find the equation for the ellipse.

He was so frightened that he jumped up and screamed. After relieving himself, he found himself sitting in the middle of a group of students, all with immature faces, staring straight at him at the moment.

At a glance, a woman with a serious face standing on the podium was looking at him with resentment in her eyes, and scolded: "Quan Yunzhen, if you don't take the exam, get out of here!" Don't influence other students here! ”

After a flurry of inexplicable accusations, he still couldn't understand what was going on. Strange people, strange environments, he thought, is this a dream after death?

After glancing around in the crowd, he was surprised to find a face that was so familiar that he couldn't be familiar with it, that face that he had seen for seventeen years was still so handsome and sunny, how could he forget.

Is this really a dream? Let yourself see your son again after death.

Thinking of this, he ran to his son's side like crazy, hugged his son tightly, and said loudly, "Baby son, it's good to see you again." ”

"Oh!" The other classmates in his ears sounded in unison, followed by his son pushing him out so hard that he fell to the ground.

He looked at his angry son with a puzzled expression, why this dream was so real, and why this dream was so terrifying.

Just as he was meditating, his son said viciously, "Quan Yunzhen, you're sick!" I think you're underwhelmed! ”

As he spoke, his son was about to hit him viciously, but he closed his eyes tightly, and the cheers of the crowd stopped, and he thought that he was about to wake up from this dream. However, when he opened his eyes again, he saw a fist, less than ten centimeters in front of him.

The person in front of him was still his son, and he withdrew his hand, "I warn you, Quan Yunzhen, I don't want to beat you, it's not that I'm afraid of you, it's just that I don't want my dad to worry." Don't push me! ”

"Huh?" He really looked at the circle with a face, what the hell is going on, he looked at everything around him helplessly, feeling more and more weird, this doesn't seem to be a dream.

"That's it! You all sit back for me and take the test! The teacher on the podium finally got angry, pointed at him and said, "Quan Yunzhen, you come out for me, right away!" ”

Just when he was hesitating who 'Quan Yunzhen' was, the teacher was furious again, pointed at him and scolded, "You still don't give me out, do you?" You're trying to call a parent, aren't you? ”

"Huh?" He really didn't understand anything, but he followed like this, leaving an uproar behind him.

Just outside the corridor of the classroom, the female teacher gave him a so-called education.

"Quan Yunzhen, what's going on with you lately, are you uncomfortable? Sick? Or is there something going on at home? ”

"Huh?" Zeng Shunfan was also puzzled, but he still shook his head like a child who had done something wrong.

"I don't care what happened to you, you've been very depressed lately, and if you continue like this, your grades will plummet, you know? You are a good student with excellent grades, and the teacher really doesn't want to see you destroy your future so much. ”

The teacher persuaded him bitterly, but he could only watch the teacher's mouth run in and out, and he didn't listen to what he said, because he was completely unclear about the situation now.

"I ...... I'm not ......" As he struggled to justify something, he glanced at his own reflection on the glass window.

It was a face I didn't know at all, with delicate facial features and deep eyes, matched with a near-perfect body. At first glance, he thought there was a star standing in front of him! He himself was taken aback.

"Ahh He exclaimed, he couldn't believe it and did some strange movements, and when he saw the people in the reflection doing the same, this time he really believed it.

"Quan Yunzhen, what are you doing! You're going to make a noise about other students' exams!" The female teacher looked at the strange person in front of her with strange eyes and reminded him not to be loud. In fact, there is no need to prompt, the students in the classroom have already been attracted by the scene outside the window, and they can't stop laughing.

"How so, how did I become like this? Am I dreaming? Do people still have such dreams after they die? ”

Hearing this, the teacher was already stunned, and stayed where he was and watched him 'get nervous' alone, and the teacher almost wanted to call the security guard.

"Is this true? Is this a dream? He looked at the teacher in front of him and asked incredulously.

The teacher was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, looked at the foolish student in front of him, and knocked him on the forehead hard.

"Did you wake up from the dream?"

He held his forehead, which was a little painful, and said to himself, "What the hell is going on?" Am I not dead? Why do you still feel pain? ”

He shook his head and ran out like crazy, he really had to think about everything now, he needed time to be still......

He ran away, leaving behind the angry screams of the teacher and the exclamations of the students in the classroom who were already uninterested in taking the exam......