After Yamamoto Zhemu finished speaking, he bowed deeply to Qiu Yun and left with his attachés. Qiu Yun thought that Fan Yina had not seen anyone dead or corpse alive so far, and then held Ge Hailiu's cold hand and cried: "God really doesn't have long eyes, my relatives are only one left, and they all want to fight with me brutally, saying that God has the virtue of a good life, and it is simply a habit of good death!" If you need to, even let me take it away, so that I can ask face to face where the way of heaven is and where is the virtue? ”

I don't know if Qiu Yun's sorrow moved the heavens, or if the heavens didn't want to be investigated, at this time, the fingers of Ge Hailiu held by Qiu Yun suddenly moved, and he hurriedly looked up, and Ge Hailiu opened his closed eyes. "Woo...... My currents come alive! Thank you to Heaven for hearing my cry, and thank Daddy's Spirit in Heaven for protecting me and bringing my current back to life! Woohoo......"

Two Chinese employees of the Japanese company Xinneng Company ran to the outside of the ward excitedly and shouted: "Doctors, nurses, Ge Hailiu, who is critically ill in bed 1, has woken up!" Doctors, nurses, Urumi Liu, who is critically ill 1 bed, has woken up! ”

It took a lot of effort for Ge Hailiu to open his teeth and lips slightly, but the voice of his voice only swirled in his throat, and he couldn't even hear a word clearly. The pain in the whole body, to say that the pain into the bone marrow is unimaginable, it is simply like using a very blunt knife to forcibly cut off the head of a person from the neck, put it in a porcelain plate and put it next to the body, and then use this blunt knife to scrape off the flesh on the body little by little, and when it is completely scraped clean and only a pair of bare bones remain, then use the back of the blunt knife to crack all the bones, so that it produces a very irregular and everywhere violent pain, which is more than the pain caused by the three iron nails of the victims in ancient times. It's not 10,000 times stronger, it's 1,000 times stronger!

Ge Hailiu is very lucky to come back to life, and Ge Hailiu is very unlucky, in the rest of his life, every moment is troubled, tormented, and destroyed by the pain of preferring to die 10,000 times rather than live for a second! The captain of the plane that crashed in the JAL plane was so dead that he disappeared in an instant, without even shouting. The pain should be his, and it is right for him to bear it for more than a hundred victims; If he can't live and endure strongly, Ge Hailiu is happy to reward his family with the $50,000 in compensation to continue to atone for his sins. If it is not handled in accordance with international practice, it is also a large amount of money to reward with 40,000 yuan (one-tenth of 50,000 US dollars) that can be compensated, because during this period, there was a "10,000 yuan household", which was a hundred miles of good fame and ten thousand people were rich, and it was very inconvenient for a Chinese to use US dollars.

Qiu Yun saw that Ge Hailiu couldn't speak yet, but he could interpret the relevant information from his eyes, so he pretended to be casual and comforted: "My Hailiu, Auntie asked Yina to go back to school, she is fine, you can rest assured." ”

Not to mention the tone, even after a little search in Qiu Yun's eyes, Ge Hailiu also understood that this was a white lie. So, he vigorously moved Qiu Yun's hand, trying to write with his fingers on Qiu Yun's palm, but even if he exhausted his strength, it was still like moving an object with his eyes, and the person's pupils were about to burst, and the object (finger) still didn't move.

As soon as Qiu Yun saw it, he understood what was going on, so he relied on the eyes of each other to "talk" and communicate.

"My current, you're very worried about Ina, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"She's really nice and fine."

"Something, go and find it, quick!"

"You mean you're going to find her, right?"

"Yes."

"You're going to find her at school, aren't you?"

"No, it's home."

"You mean you're going to find her at home, right?"

"Well, be quick!"

"Auntie looked for her at home, but she wasn't."

"Yes, in another house."

"Do you mean where my aunt lived before?"

"Yes."

"Didn't the one-bedroom cottage near the university quit the lease half a year ago?"

"Nope."

"You mean you renewed the lease of the house and didn't tell Auntie, right?"

"Yes. Hurry up and find it! ”

"My current, if you don't wake up, how can you think of looking for it in that place?! Whining...... Auntie, go over now, you can rest assured. ”

"Well, hurry up, be quick!"

When Qiu Yun and Ge Hailiu were talking with each other, the doctors and nurses rushed to hear the news, and when they witnessed the wonderful dialogue in front of them, they frequently whispered praise.

"Miracle, the heart rhythm curve is hovering around 40, and I woke up, fortunately, fortunately!"

"It's a miracle that there is such a mother and son in the world who talk to each other with their eyes!"

"That's a miracle created a miracle, I guess there is nothing more touching than this!"

Ge Hailiu "said" finish "Well, hurry up, be quick!" "I passed out again. However, after the examination, the doctor said that the indicators of the injured person's vital signs had not changed significantly compared with before, and added that he was very optimistic that he had such a clear thinking and consciousness ability when he woke up for the first time, and of course, he was still in the high-risk zone of life and death. Qiu Yun couldn't care about this anymore, so he pulled his legs and rushed to the place that Ge Hailiu had informed.

The moment he woke up, he remembered that he had fallen into a pitch-black world in an explosion without the sun or moon or stars. In this dark world, where he could not distinguish between the east and the west, he walked to a door to the light by feeling, and it seemed that it took less than half an hour, and he had a long, long dream, no, it was more like he had walked a long, long road, at least three thousand miles. There was no sound along the way, not even a single sound of his own footsteps—but it seemed that his mind could "hear" and "see" hundreds of miles away, and there were many people in the eternal fire, in the oil pot, in the cave of the viper, in the nest of the nine-headed dog, twisting and deformed bodies and neighing continuously; There were no pedestrians along the way, but I didn't feel the slightest loneliness and fear.

When you walk to a gate about ten meters wide and twenty meters high, the door emits a flowing light, like a silver screen a millimeter thick. Outside the door feels like a bright world, but it's like looking through frosted glass, you can't see anything at all, and you still can't see your fingers inside the door. The light flowing on this door is very soft, making people's eyes and even their hearts feel edified. Ge Hailiu was about to pass through this extraordinary door, when suddenly a voice said, "Wait a minute, someone has abandoned their dreams and needs to enter rù." "Then he stood curiously by the door, and saw a group of men bound by heavy chains, at the intersection of light and darkness, walking into the door one by one, instantly, and instantly, with great difficulty, and wore this millimeter as if they had traveled all their lives; Some of the faces seem familiar or seen, while others are very unfamiliar. When these people enter this gate, they immediately disappear into the infinite darkness.

Ge Hailiu stepped out of this soft door, as if he had suddenly returned to the past, from the scenery, the events and himself. During the period of awakening (for the first month, I could wake up four or five times a day, each time for three or five minutes, and the longest was about ten minutes), I felt that I was in the present, and after I fell into a coma, I immediately returned to the past. It is true now, and it is the same in the past, but the song of the past is like a flawless white jade, but now this jade has been knocked to the ground, and every fragment is bleeding red blood, telling its own story to the world.