Chapter 8: The Truth

There was no time to think about it, Zhou Shuo ran onto the road and carefully distinguished, fortunately, the place where Wang Xu threw him down was not far from the riverside home, I hope he will still have time in this life!

He finally remembered, yes! The history of this world has never changed!

The cars on the road were rampage and running fast, Zhou Shuo couldn't wait for the red light to turn green, and forcibly inserted into the car, and the angry driver's horn suddenly sounded.

But he was in no mood to care about the abuse behind him, and his mind was full of hatred for himself. Hate your weakness, hate your sluggishness, hate your powerlessness......

Soon, soon, Zhou Shuo was already about to see the beautiful and magnificent gate of the riverside home, and the fierce running made his lungs burn with a flame, scorching his nerves.

The bits and pieces of his memories popped up in his mind uncontrollably, which made him feel like he was dreaming. Pain, regret, sadness...... Compared to these memories, the physical stimulation is not worth mentioning. It was as if the one who was running desperately was just a shell, while his soul was reliving the memories that he had tried so hard to forget.

In that forgotten world, what he had experienced was almost no different from this rebirth. A youthful and vigorous dispute indirectly led to a desperate burglary, and a call led to the end of the life of a young girl in the flower season......

Zhou Shuo squinted and saw the security guards in the duty room who were stunned and watched him running over, what were they surprised about? He didn't have time to pay attention to it, all he had left in his world was to move his left leg, breathe, move his right leg, and breathe again......

Sweat was rapidly draining out of his body, and on his eyelashes, face, and the corners of his mouth, it was already impossible to tell whether it was sweat or the bitterness of tears.

Soon, soon! I've seen the entrance of the building! Zhou Shuo's body began to shake, and his vision began to blur. He seemed to see He Youyou lying in his arms covered in blood again, and said with a smile: "Teacher Zhou, do you know that I like you?"

I know the truth! I know the truth! I know the truth!!

I should have remembered it a long time ago!

But I cowardly chose to forget!

In order not to blame yourself again, choose to forget everything about you!

"Help—"

A piercing scream came from upstairs, and Zhou Shuo's eyes blackened for a while. He felt that every step was like a mountain, and every step was like being pierced by thousands of sharp swords......

Really, fuck, it's time to step up, work out!

Boom!

Zhou Shuo violently pushed open the false security door, and Wang Xu, who was holding a kitchen knife, was covering He Youyou's mouth and pressing her to the ground.

Time froze at this moment, and Zhou Shuo could see the joy and trust from the soul in He Youyou's eyes, and also saw the astonishment and madness in Wang Xu's eyes.

Zhou Shuo's soul was in tears, he didn't know who to thank Lu Dao, just as he didn't know who Lu Dao made him reborn, and he was even willing to give everything for this moment if needed.

But at least he knew that this time he had finally arrived in time.

"Stop!"

The freezing of time was broken by Zhou Shuo's shout, and the burning of his lungs and the tingling of his muscles returned to him in the same instant.

Before thinking about it, Zhou Shuo subconsciously pulled out the umbrella on the umbrella stand at the door, raised the tip of the steel umbrella with a cold light, and pounced towards Wang Xu.

Of course, Wang Xu couldn't be caught with his hands, grabbing the umbrella with one hand, and slashing at Zhou Shuo's arm with a kitchen knife with the other.

"Ahh

The two of them screamed almost at the same time, the difference was that Zhou Shuo's scream was hysterical, but Wang Xu's scream was full of pain.

Wang Xu finally grabbed the umbrella, but Zhou Shuo's strength was too great, the umbrella frame passed through his palm, and the tip of the umbrella was still deeply inserted into his chest.

Zhou Shuo looked at his eyes deadly, and said that people will see their past lives before they die. He didn't know what Wang Xu saw in the end, but he saw that his mouth moved slightly, was it an attachment to life, or a confession of the past? Eventually, his eyes gradually lost their sparkle......

It wasn't until this moment that Zhou Shuo felt the strength in his body receding like a tide, and the exhaustion and pain began to counterattack.

Tired......

Just as Zhou Shuo was about to fall, a figure suddenly threw himself into his arms. Feeling the warmth of the person in his arms, he exhaled a breath in his chest, raised his hand and patted her on the back.

Feeling the back of the girl in his arms trembling slightly with his hand, Zhou Shuo said softly: "I'm sorry, I'm late......"

I'm sorry I was twenty years late......

Zhou Shuo's hand seemed to have turned on a switch, and He Youyou suddenly cried out under his comfort.

"I'm so scared, woo-woo-"

Zhou Shuo stroked her back and said softly, "Don't be afraid, there is a teacher!" ”

After crying for a while, He Youyou's emotions gradually calmed down. She raised her head from Zhou Shuo's arms and exclaimed, "Teacher Zhou, you are injured!" ”

Zhou Shuo followed her line of sight and saw that on his arm, a knife wound had opened his upper arm, and the bright red blood stained the shirt red. He tore off the sleeve of his shirt and fastened it tightly on top of the wound, and the blood flowed out of his coat slowly.

Zhou Shuo licked his lips, and there was some dry hair in his mouth, which was a sign of ischemia. He said in a slower tone as much as possible: "Don't worry, the teacher is fine, you go to the police." ”

"Oh, good!" He Youyou reluctantly stood up from Zhou Shuo's arms and walked into the room inside step by step.

The police came quickly, and an ambulance followed. After a brief questioning, Zhou Shuo's suspicion was quickly ruled out, and then an ambulance took him and He Youyou to the hospital.

Although the knife edge on Zhou Shuo's arm was very long, fortunately it was not very deep. The doctor gave him eight stitches and tetanus, so there was no problem.

The surroundings finally quieted down, and the tiredness and lack of blood made his eyelids heavier and heavier, and finally gradually fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was completely dark outside. Zhou Shuo moved, wanting to support his body, but a voice next to him hurriedly said: "Don't move, the doctor said that you want to rest well!" ”

Zhou Shuo turned his head, only to find that Zhou's father and mother were sitting quietly beside him. Looking at Zhou Mu's red and swollen eyes like peaches, it was obvious how sad she was crying before.

When Zhou Shuo heard this, he had no choice but to fall back on the bed and said guiltily: "Parents, I'm sorry for worrying you." ”

Mother Zhou touched his hair, wiped her tears, and said with a smile: "It's good that you don't have anything to do, don't think too much." ”

Dad Zhou sat next to Zhou's mother's hand, patted his hand, and said calmly: "You did a good job, you didn't embarrass the old Zhou family." ”

"Dad and Mom ......" from the comfort and recognition of his relatives filled his heart with emotion.

Zhou's mother picked up a water cup from the bedside table next to the hospital bed, tested the temperature of the water, put it to his mouth and said, "Come, drink some water." Don't talk too much, the doctor wants you to get some rest. ”

Zhou Shuo took a sip of water, and his spirits lifted a little. So Zhou's father went out to find his attending doctor and came for a check-up.

After the doctor's examination, he comforted the second elder with a smile, saying that there was no major problem with Zhou Shuo's condition, but there was some ischemia. I told the precautions before leaving.

Not long after, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and He Youyou, who was wearing a hospital gown, and a middle-aged woman walked in.

When He Youyou saw Zhou Shuo lying on the hospital bed, he flew down and fell into his arms, and shouted happily: "Teacher Zhou, you are awake!" ”

Zhou Shuo patted He Youyou's back and comforted: "The teacher is fine, get up quickly, such a big girl." ”

"Oh!" He Youyou hurriedly stood up when he heard this, and he didn't know if he was shy by what Zhou Shuo said, and his face was flushed. But those big eyes, the joy in them can't be hidden, and they are full of overflow.

He Youyou introduced Zhou Shuo: "Teacher Zhou, this is my mother, she specially came to thank you." ”

Zhou Shuo looked over at He Youyou, and only then did he have time to look at her mother. He Youyou's mother wore a women's suit that was not rustic in the 21st century, and the years didn't seem to have left any traces on her, standing with He Youyou left and right, more like a pair of sisters. In addition to her mature temperament, it's really hard to believe that she is already the mother of a 17-year-old girl.

The grief-stricken mother in her memory is now standing by her side with a smile on her face. Zhou Shuo finally determined that he had indeed changed history and avoided the tragic fate of many people. A great sense of happiness befell him, and the dark clouds that had been hovering in his heart for twenty years were finally completely dissipated.

Only by doing good things can you make yourself happy. Zhou Shuo's heart resounded with such a realization, changing the fate of more people is the meaning of rebirth.

It's a special experience that is hard to imagine for people who haven't been born again. For what will be reborn, and for what will be me? These two questions have plagued him from the beginning, if ordinary people's lives don't care about the goal, just try their best to live and live a better life, then how should life go after rebirth?

How many people have been born again? Maybe there is no such person in history, maybe Zhou Shuo is the only person in this world who knows exactly what the future of the Dao will look like.

Isn't such an adventure falling on a person an extraordinary destiny? Is it to live an ordinary life like in the previous life, or to pursue endless wealth? Don't say that he is too second, it's just that he really keeps asking in his heart: What's the point of this?

For him, wealth was within reach; For him, fame is at his fingertips; For him, status is within reach;

But with these, is it not worth the experience of being reborn?

For Zhou Shuo, what his life is like is not an empty ideal, but a hope that can be achieved with hard work. It is precisely because there are too many choices that I fall into confusion.

But at this moment, all the questions finally have an answer, so that he can live as he wants, as long as he has a clear conscience.