Tintin has thought more than once about where people go when they die. Heaven? Hell? No, she doesn't believe that, she's an atheist. She guessed that perhaps the world was like a mirror, where people outside the mirror came to the inside after they died, and people in the mirror came out after they died, and they lived and died, and the cycle continued.

Of course, this conjecture is overly optimistic.

A more reliable explanation is that to be dead is to be dead, and that there will never be zài. There is no soul in the world at all, our thoughts, our mental activities, all originate from the brain, from the collision of those neurons, once the brain dies, "I" also dies, and returns to dust.

It's like a car that turns into various parts when it is scrapped. To put it bluntly, we are made up of the tiniest units, and every moment of our life, the atoms in our bodies are frantically stirring, and once we die, our bodies will be reduced to zero, and we will become those atoms, protons, and neutrons again.

Death does not mean disappearance, in a way, we have always existed.

The moment she fell from the building, she thought it was painful, but strangely it didn't hurt at all, but she felt dizzy, as if she was drunk. She had tasted drunkenness, it was last year's birthday party, and at the instigation of her classmates, she got drunk and had a bad night.

The building is not high, less than ten meters, and logically speaking, it will fall to the ground in a few seconds. But she hallucinated, this was not a fall, but a parachute jump, otherwise why would she keep floating in the air?

Wei Liang's face still appeared in front of him, grinning, smiling unscrupulously. The same smile that used to seem warm and reliable, now feels very evil.

Should I hate him? Perhaps. What's the use of hatred now? After all, this abominable creature has said more than once that in the Crimson Tower, trust no one, including himself.

Ding Ding is very uncomfortable, instead of hating Wei Liang, it is better to hate this damn place. In her bones, she is a cowardly person, not used to fighting with others, even if she doesn't have Wei Liang's push, I'm afraid she will be killed by others.

Scenes flashed through my mind, very chaotic and very fast.

When she was very young, by the pond of my grandmother's house, a big green frog jumped into the water, and the splash wet her face, and the water was cool and had a slight fishy smell.

When she was in kindergarten, she got into a fight with her table mates over half a pack of spicy strips, and her pink little face was scratched and scarred and hurt for several days.

In the second grade of primary school, the math teacher cut her hair short, and many of her classmates did not know her in class.

In the fifth grade of primary school, Zhu Xiaoshi, a classmate in the third row, handed over a note with seven words written crookedly: Chen Dingding, I like you.

On the first day of junior high school, the last tooth was about to fall out, and she couldn't wait to pull it out, her mouth full of blood.

In the second year of junior high school, the only time I skipped school, I enjoyed the afternoon sun on the green grass.

In the third year of junior high school, she quarreled with her mother over some trivial matters, she cried bitterly, felt that she was the most wronged person in the world, and planned to run away from home and never come back in this life, but just in the past two hours, her grief and indignation calmed down, and instead blamed herself for her previous impulse.

……

In a short period of time, the picture of a lifetime passed through my mind. Tintin thought it was amazing, many trivial things had long been drowned in time, but now she remembered it so clearly, she came back to her senses, a burst of sadness, is this a near-death experience?

Then, she saw a beam of light. Warm, bright, majestic, the whole person is bathed in this light, warm, very comfortable.

She had a strong urge to walk through this vast sea of light and see the scenery at the end. So she did so, her body swaying, like a graceful fish, flying and shuttling in the light. After a long, long time, she finally came to the light, which was a deep hole.

The warmth here is fascinating, and the light here is reassuring, but out of curiosity, she still does not hesitate to burrow into the black hole.

Dark, damp, cold.

Where is this?

She needs a beam of light.

With a crisp sound, the lighter spewed out a flame like a dancing elf.

She saw a face, clean, delicate, and a soft smile always had a taste of déjà vu. She came back to her senses and screamed, "Wei Liang! ”

The other party smiled even more, and whispered comfort: "Don't be afraid." ”

"Why are you here?" Tintin grabbed his hair: "Am I not dead?" How can I still see you? Oh my God, I can't be dreaming! ”

"You're not dead."

"I remember clearly, you clearly pushed me down." Tintin looked at him with hope in his eyes and asked, "Is that fake?" ”

Wei Liang said: "No, that's true. “

Tintin had a complicated expression, anger and sadness intertwined, and he said word by word: "You say it again." ”

"That's true."

Ding Ding wanted to slap him, but in the end he didn't start, and choked up: "Wei Liang, I will hate you for the rest of my life." ”

"Why do you want to hate me?"

Tintin laughed angrily: "Should I thank you?" ”

"Of course."

Tintin couldn't bear it anymore and finally slapped him.

Wei Liang's cheeks were hot, but he was not annoyed, he still kept smiling, and said, "Please listen to my explanation." ”

"You make me sick."

"Listen to me." Wei Liang patiently repeated.

Unexpectedly, Ding Ding did not cover her ears and say "I don't listen, I don't listen" like the heroine in the dog-blood TV series, but took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I want to see how you excuse yourself." ”

Wei Liang asked, "Back to the original question, why do you hate me?" ”

"Because you killed me!"

"Did I kill you?" Wei Liang asked, "Assuming I don't push you down, what will happen to you?" ”

Tintin hesitated: "Infected by zombies?" ”

Wei Liang stretched out his hands: "It's still a dead end." So, both horizontal and vertical are dead, why do you blame me for hurting you? ”

"Then why don't you jump?"

"I jumped too."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

"You're not dead?"

"Aren't you dead?"

Ding Ding couldn't understand that two big living people, flesh and blood, fell from the roof of a house about ten meters high, not only did not die, but talked and laughed here, which was too dreamy. Seeing the other party's flat smile from beginning to end, she asked, "Why?" ”

"Newcomer protection, the first three days are immortal."

Ding Ding was like an initiation, patted his head, and looked at Wei Liang in surprise. The other party was still smiling, but the smile suddenly became cute in her eyes.

"In Area 13, we are indeed dead. But the game is over, the corpse returns to the Crimson Tower, the law takes effect, and we are resurrected. ”

"No wonder you chose the roof as a hiding place, not only because it's easy to hide, but also because it's easy to commit suicide." At this moment, Ding Ding admired Wei Liang very much, and even had some worship. It's just that he was kept in the dark all the time, a little low, and asked with a glare, "Why didn't you sue me earlier?" ”

"At first, it was just a guess, not sure if it would have worked, and if it wasn't for the desperation, I wouldn't have taken the risk." Wei Liang showed a bright smile, and he could see that this was sincere, and said, "I'm very lucky, I made the right bet." ”