The dusk sunset shone on the earth, but there was still no wind, and the leaves of the roadside trees curled slightly and scattered shadows weakly, as if to hide this unpopular world.

Meng Qingqiang slowly opened his eyes, his consciousness was still a little confused, he only remembered flying towards the splendor in his consciousness, and then he didn't know if it was a moment or a long time, he had a feeling, his vision was slowly clear, and it was dusk in front of him.

"Huh? Am I not dead? The corpses are all burned to ashes now, right? Why are you still lying on the ground? No, the vision is a little wrong. Then he realized he was missing an eye.

"What's going on?". At this time, there was a slight sound of footsteps in his ears, and the sound sounded like a person with a disabled leg, Meng Qingqiang remembered that the neighbor's uncle broke a leg when he was a child, and his steps were like this, dragging step by step. He slowly turned his head to look to the side, and with a sudden awakening, his consciousness instantly woke up from the chaos.

Who is this person in front of you? Or what is this?! Tattered clothes, tattered bodies?! There are large wounds on it, the muscles that hang down after the tear are weakly swinging, the exposed skin is a strange pale red, but it is covered with dark green blood vessels, bright red eyes, and an open scalp, what kind of monster is this.

Fear took over his mind, Meng Qing stood up violently, and wanted to shout at the same time, but he only made a gasping sound of "silk, silk", and then fell down heavily. The monster heard the voice and looked at Meng Qingqiang, then turned his head and continued to circle around the door of a shop.

Meng Qingqiang stared at the monster with one eye, and found that it was not interested in him, and after a full minute, he came to his senses, after all, he was a person who had died once and been a ghost again, and his ability to accept it was greater than that of ordinary people.

He sat up slowly, his hands touching his neck, and at the same time his eyes were looking at himself, there were too many abnormalities in his body. Then he froze, and the feeling of his hand told him that a large piece of his neck was missing, and that it was now touching the trachea, and that a large hole had been torn open on it, and the scene that greeted him was even more terrifying.

I saw that one of his legs was covered with wounds, and the condition of the other leg was even more terrifying, the white bones between the thighs and ankles were faintly visible, countless dark green blood vessels like that monster were covered with wounds and bone surfaces, wrapping his legs like a net, and the relatively soft abdomen was torn open entirely, and only a small section of the intestines in the abdominal cavity could be seen, and other organs were also much less. Meng Qingqiang, who put his hand into his abdominal cavity and gently touched it, did not feel any pain, but had a peculiar touch in his abdominal cavity, after all, few people can touch the inside of his abdominal cavity alive, and Meng Qingqiang has slowly calmed down at this time.

There is no doubt that this body is already a monster, he was stunned and suddenly lifted his shirt and looked at the left rib, there was a tattoo there, the pattern was damaged in many places, but he could still see the original appearance, which was specially tattooed in memory of the birth of his son, which means that the body of this monster is his own.

He looked up and looked around again, and in front of him was the road outside the door of his community, Meng Qingqiang had been running back and forth on this road countless times, looking forward to returning home again and again, and leaving home again and again to go out to work hard, how could he be wrong. But I watched my body burn to ashes with my own eyes. Meng Qingqiang leaned back, leaning against the wall behind him and falling into deep thought.

After a while, the lame monster also staggered away after turning for an unknown number of turns, and Meng Qingqiang woke up from his contemplation.

He came to a conclusion that he thought was more reliable: this is him and not him, to use a more fashionable word, this is the parallel universe of the universe where he exists, this world has a tragedy and becomes a post-apocalyptic world like Resident Evil, people have become monsters, from the body of the monster just now, he was also assimilated after being attacked, and the world itself was not able to escape, and finally became a monster and died completely, But I don't know what the reason is, my soul crossed the parallel universe and entered this world, my own body.

He touched his butt pocket, and sure enough, there was a pack of flattened cigarettes, well, it was his favorite brand. The lighter in the cigarette case was also lucky not to be crushed, he took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth to light it, and the sound of pumping sounded, he remembered that his trachea had leaked, and after thinking about it, he burned the cigarette butt and groped into the crack in the exposed trachea.

A tattered man leans against a wall in the setting sun and smokes a cigarette with his neck, silent all around. Meng Qingqiang was smoking a cigarette and thinking about the current situation, and the first thing that came to his mind was his wife and children outside the window of the incineration room, I don't know what will happen to them in the future, and since this body also has tattoos, then this one should also have the same wife and children, thinking of this, he suddenly became anxious, where are they? How's it going? Countless questions pop up in my mind.

At this moment, there was a slight noise in the Lao Wang hardware store next to him, someone groped for the door, the sound was very slight, it seemed very careful and cautious, it was said that such a small sound people generally can't hear it, but Meng Qingqiang, who was sitting against the wall, could hear it clearly, it seems that the body of this monster has a very developed sense of hearing.

A faint voice rang out, "Mom, I'm hungry." ”

In just four words, it was like a thunderbolt sounding in his mind, Meng Qing vigorously propped up his body and rushed towards the door, and what came into view was two frightened faces, one large and one small.

His wife Bai Ying heard the sound and then saw a monster rushing to the door, subconsciously pulled her son to sit backwards, and then quickly got up and turned around and ran backwards, at this time the son who was sitting down on the side shouted "Dad". Hearing her son's shout, Bai Ying suddenly turned her head to look at the face lying on the anti-theft fence, her face was full of stains, and a huge scratch tore her left eye, but after living together for so long, she still recognized her husband at a glance, and the tears couldn't stop flowing out and blurred her eyes, and in a trance she saw the man wielding a weapon to protect herself and her child. But her hand grabbed her son's hand and turned him around with her arms in her arms.

"That's not Daddy, Daddy has died to protect us" Suppressed cries came from between the two.

Looking at the two figures, the infinite reluctance and sadness before Meng Qingqiang's heart soared out, and the figure in front of him and the figure outside the window hugged each other and cried the same, as if they were fused together at this time.

The last rays of the sun had faded, and the figure was hidden in the darkness. But Meng Qingqiang's single eye seemed to light up, as if there was infinite hope, courage and strength back to him, dispelling the sadness, reluctance, fear and confusion in his heart, he secretly understood why he came here after death and entered this body, because this body is the same person as himself, and the heart of protection is the same as that of himself.

"You really deserve to be me, don't worry, I'm back," the slightest gasp sounded in the night.