Chapter 74: Well, Live (3)

The photo was taken when I was just admitted to college, I was smiling brightly in the photo, and my eyes were full of longing for a better life.

At that time, I never thought that my life would suffer so many setbacks.

I sighed faintly.

Lin Yangyang next to him, probably in the same mood as me, also sighed faintly.

The staff said:

"At the end of the viewing session, please lie down in the coffin and experience the final death. ”

The girl climbed into the coffin, and just lay down, when she suddenly sat up with a "whoosh" and stopped doing it, as if she was really going to die. She burst into tears, excited, and said as she cried:

"I don't want to experience any more death, please, take me to see my parents and my parents! I will sue them, I will not seek death again! I really won't! Death is terrible! I want to sue my parents and my parents, I must be their good daughter, serve them well, and never look for anyone again!"

The staff helped her out of the room, and her parents waited in the hall.

In the women's farewell room, only Lin Yangyang and I were left, and although my feet were trembling, I still mustered up the courage to slowly climb into their respective coffins and lie down.

The staff closed the wooden lid of the coffin.

All around, it was pitch black.

Inside the coffin, it is not very stuffy, there is a small round hole on the wooden board, which is to make the experiencer breathable well, and the design is more humane, and the coffin has a unique sandalwood fragrance, which can make the experiencer calm and have the effect of calming the feelings.

I lay in it and closed my eyes.

I thought, if I die, can I really be gone?

But in my heart, I am very unwilling.

I remembered a lot of things. I still think of my father's face, my father's high expectations for her before his death, hoping that she would become a scientist or something in the future, and that she would be happy in this life.

I think more about the happy days when Jiang Ziyu and I used to be.

I think about the days when I lived in the countryside with my grandmother, at that time, it was my most carefree age, and I still think about my father's face, my father had high expectations for me when he was alive, hoping that I would be a scientist or something in the future, and that I would be able to make a career in this life.

I think more about the happy days when Jiang Ziyu and I used to be.

I remembered that in the past, on a winter night, Jiang Ziyu and I went to the lake to listen to the saxophone, it was very cold and windy, I wore Jiang Ziyu's gloves, sat on the back of the bicycle, and gave him a snack with both hands.

In the summer, when the sun went down, Jiang Ziyu and I sat on the balcony and ate watermelon, half of him and half of me, but I still liked to eat Jiang Ziyu.

Rushing and grabbing, watermelon juice splashed on me. Jiang Ziyu was busy wiping me, while scolding me for being stupid, but I got angry and put the hollowed-out half of the watermelon on his head, and he chased me all over the house for "revenge".

On the weekend, Jiang Ziyu borrowed a camera and we went to the park to take pictures.

There was no one around, just us two fools, and we couldn't take a picture. So Jiang Ziyu and I, two fools, lay on the grass, looking at the photo and laughing.

(To be continued)