(This chapter is a little bit gory)

"Xu Yuan! Get up! The roommate crossed his feet and poked Xu Yuan's arm desperately with his hand.

Xu Yuan woke up hazy, sat up, saw the familiar bed rail at hand, was shocked, and turned his head to look at the person who woke him up, and was even more stunned for a while.

The roommate didn't care so much, hit her with the towel in his hand, and shouted: "Get up brother dei!" Wake up! Eight o'clock professional class on horseback, you are still in bed at half past seven! I shouted that you didn't move for a long time. ”

Xu Yuan didn't care about so much, nodded instinctively, changed her clothes and turned over and got out of bed, brushed her teeth casually, washed her face, and ran to the teaching building with her roommates.

Her dormitory is off-campus, and she has to cross the road to get to school. The road is very remote, there are no traffic lights, and there are no people and cars except for students crossing the road on weekdays.

Xu Yuan, who usually runs all the way on this road, crosses the road at the same speed as before, but this time it ......

A large truck rushes out of the corner of the road at an uncontrollable speed and is about to crash into itself in the next second. The roommate wanted to hold Xu Yuan, but he couldn't reach it, and immediately exclaimed: "Be careful!" ”

It was too late, and before the words fell, Xu Yuan fell in a pool of blood in front of her, and the runaway truck continued to rush forward with the scarlet of blood.

The frightened shouts of students passing by, the sound of sirens, ambulance bells, and the loss of lives......

Before she could tell if it was a nightmare, Xu Yuan was spinning in front of her for a while, and the next moment, she appeared in the classroom, the sunlight shining on her face from the window, and there were familiar high school classmates nearby. Xu Yuan sat in her seat, looking down at her thighs that had just been crushed, and the feeling of flesh had not yet reached her brain.

"The distance between the midline of one moving point and two fixed points is known to be a fixed value......"

She was obviously sitting in the first row, but she couldn't hear the teacher's voice, faintly, as if she was in another world.

Gradually, all the sounds died out of her ears, the mountains shook, the school building shook violently, and everything fell from the ceiling.

Her classmates and teachers are desperately running out, and the noisy dynamic scenes gradually evolve into black-and-white silent films in her eyes, and she is also one of them. In the end, the scene freezes at the moment when she is crushed in the ruins.

Crushed under the truck, buried in the rubble, her eyes closed and opened, her consciousness reappeared in the evening alley, and a middle-aged man with a dagger appeared in front of her, the cold blade approaching her throat.

Before she could see the middle-aged man's face, she died under the dagger.

Once, twice, three times, countless times...... Xu Yuan has died countless times.

She was about to go crazy, but her soul could not break free, and she repeated in countless ways to die.

The pain of every death is not for the body, but for the soul. The pain of having her soul crushed countless times not only did not make Xu Yuan gradually numb, but made her more sensitive.

Why? Why is that?

The pain in her soul made Xu Yuan more and more awake, she could clearly perceive that the world she was in now was real, and everything she experienced seemed familiar to her, but these things did not end with her death.

But is the self in this world real?

Xu Yuan didn't have time or room to think. Almost instantly, she was at the scene of another death.

Is it true or false? It doesn't matter, Xu Yuan, who is already crazy, just wants to get rid of all this immediately.

Even at the cost of real death.