"Uh-huh~!"

On the wooden bed in a dilapidated house, there was a sudden and abrupt sound, like a sudden and unforeseen thunder in the silence of the night!

Because at this moment, it is night.

"Bang Bang!"

After the first sound, there were more harsh sounds!

After the sound passed, the room suddenly fell silent, except for the sound of panting breathing, echoing through the night

It's just that this silence didn't last long, and after only a dozen or twenty seconds, a dull voice sounded again!

"Bang!"

It was the sound of the door suddenly opening!

"Smack!"

It's the sound of the lights turning on!

As the room lights were turned on, the room was instantly as bright as day, through the guò light, you can clearly see that this is a very broken, but full of a lot of small things in the house, the room is about twelve or thirteen square meters, the ground is a little damp, a bed, a computer desk, a row of bookshelves, of course, there are computers on the computer desk, the bookshelves are full of books and some small objects, in addition, the room is empty.

No, there is still a person lying on that bed, well, it is the protagonist of this book, Tang Zui.

"Old Tang, this cup on my son's bedside table has dropped" The middle-aged woman looked at the broken cups on the ground with a stunned expression, and said dumbfounded.

The middle-aged man known as "Old Tang" swallowed his saliva, and his lips trembled: "Could it be that my son has woken up?" ”

And just when the two were dumbfounded at each other, Tang Zui, who was lying on the bed, suddenly turned over!

"Son!"

"Son!"

As Tang Zui turned over, the voices of the middle-aged couple sounded almost at the same time, and then their footsteps ran towards the bed at the same time!

Tang Drunk, who was sleeping, was suddenly woken up and suddenly got up from the bed!

"Son, you're finally awake!"

After Tang Zui sat up from the bed, the middle-aged woman suddenly hugged him, and tears rained down!

The middle-aged man couldn't help but hug the middle-aged woman tightly excitedly, the three of them, hugged each other, except for the protagonist Tang Zui, the other two were old tears!

Don is drunk!

This is the situation of Shenma!

They call me son?

Mistaken, right?

No one is looking for me to make a movie!

This is definitely not a script!

Didn't I get hit by a car?

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"Buzz!"

Just when Tang was drunk and doubtful, there was a sudden loud noise in his head!

With the buzzing in his mind, Tang Zui finally knew what was going on, it turned out that he was hit by a car on the way to Beijing Film Academy and died, but his soul traveled here in blood!

The middle-aged couple was still just holding Tang Zui, but Tang Zui took this opportunity to begin to merge the memories in his mind:

The two people in front of him are his parents, the male is called Tang Rushan, and the female is called Qin Xiulian, and his body is exactly the same as his name and age, and Tang Zui is also twenty-four years old, and what is even more coincidental is that this body was also hit by a car, but this body was lucky and was not killed, but unfortunately he was knocked into a vegetative state and has been in a coma for three years.

In addition to Tang Zui's getting this information, his mood finally calmed down a little, he adjusted his breathing, and the memories of the two lives suddenly made him want to be close to the "parents" who hugged him.

Tang Zui stretched out his hand and began to try to hug his parents who had fantasized about countless times in his previous life, and when his hand touched Tang Rushan and his wife, a closeness from blood permeated his whole body, warm as spring.

At that moment, in the depths of Tang Zui's heart, a voice suddenly sounded: Dad, Mom.

Tang Zui didn't know why, if he had to explain, he could only explain this feeling with the destining in the dark, he didn't reject that kind of blood and family, but began to try to accept it, because he was Tang Zui, and Tang Zui was also him.

Anyway, Tang Zui began to try to accept his parents who hugged him at this moment, because the feeling of being embraced by his parents was very precious to Tang Zui.

When Tang Zui also hugged Tang Rushan and his wife, his mind was also constantly receiving relevant news about this world:

The world he crossed into bloodily is the parallel space of the earth in his hometown, this world is also called the earth, there are also 5,000 years of civilization, there are also poetry and Han Fu, there are also Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, there are also World War I and World War II, there are also China, the United States, Russia, and of course, China's feud, Little Japan, it can be said that in terms of bigness, it is almost exactly the same as the earth before Tang Zui.

Of course, there are some that are not quite the same.

The Book of Songs here is not comprehensive;

The Han Fu here is not as similar to Jia Yi and Sima;

The Tang poems here do not have the four heroes of the early Tang Dynasty, and there is no Li Bai, Du Fu, and Bai Juyi;

The Song Ci here does not have Liu Yong, Li Qingzhao, Yan Shu, Su Dongpo;

The Yuanqu here does not have Ma Zhiyuan;

The Qing history here does not have "if life is only as first seen";

The Republic of China here has no Father of the Nation and Lao Jiang, no Taizu and Taizong!

There is no Li Zongsheng in the contemporary here, there is no Bruce Lee, and there is no star in his hometown!

This is an old and new society, and this is an "earth" that is much the same as the earth!