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The scenes of the past life and the present life before death were repeated in the dream for a few days, and each time it was a purple thunder that destroyed the world, and every time I dreamed it was so terrifying.

There is a great terror between life and death, "the paper is shallow, and you must bow to it", the words of the ancients, only through personal experience, can you have a deep understanding.

On this day, Zhao Zhenglong was finally able to get out of bed and walk, and since the day of his injury, he woke up for the first time to see his parents and Dr. Li, and he has been in a coma for three days and three nights.

And since the day I woke up, it has been seven days since I was able to get out of bed and walk around.

In the past seven days, Zhao Zhenglong's mind was muddy every day, and he didn't like to talk, and he was silent every day.

Frightened, Lin Zhao's mother often washed her face with tears, and asked Dr. Li to come over for a consultation, and Dr. Li carefully checked the pulse and informed Lin Zhao's parents.

Speaking of the little boy is a child in the end, he is frightened and his soul is injured, so there is no need to panic, and he will naturally recover after a while.

During this period, the people of the Lin clan of Shuiyuan Mansion heard that the family prodigy, and the small man Lin Zhao was injured, and they all came to visit with generous gifts.

Lin Zhao's grandfather and grandmother came to the room every day to see it personally.

Lin Zhao has been smart since he was a child and can draw inferences. Since Mengxue, he has been focused on reading seriously, never forgetting, and long at thinking.

He is also like a little adult, polite, and his reputation is gradually conveyed to the county government, and he is known as "the Lin family's thousand miles of horses"!

His appearance is even more handsome, and he is very loved by his family, and his grandfather and grandmother regard it as a treasure in the palm of his hand, and he loves him in every way.

It's really in the palm of your hand for fear of falling, and in your mouth for fear of melting!

Lin Zhao's grandfather Lin Wancheng was furious when he saw his naturally intelligent grandson like this on the day of the incident, and not only reprimanded Lin Zhao's father Lin Renzhong, but also executed the family law on the spot with the scholar who accompanied Lin Zhao on his trip, and the four guards, and severely punished him to set an example.

The scholar was almost beaten to death by a rattan whip, and the four guards were also whipped, and then they were all driven out of the house and no longer hired.

Lin Zhao's grandmother burst into tears on the spot when she saw Lin Zhao's appearance, and the panicked Lin Zhao's parents were also worried about their elderly grandmother every day.

I heard that Lin Zhao, the little son of Lin Mansion and a prodigy of the famous state capital, was bedridden due to a lightning strike on a rainy day, and the dignitaries and nobles who were good friends with the Shuiyuan Mansion and the Lin family each sent people to visit with heavy gifts.

But they were all rejected by Mrs. Lin on the grounds that "the doctor told you not to see the wind".

Of course, visiting the sick is only the beginning, and getting closer to the Lin Mansion is the essence.

Of course, the visitors will not force it, they all leave gifts, and then Lin Zhao's father will receive them, and sincerely thank Yunyun.

Lin Zhao's family has been a scholarly family for generations.

Since the ancestor Lin Yuangong founded the Lin family of Shuiyuan Mansion, there have been literati born from generation to generation.

In the Dawu Dynasty, there are not a few people who enter the office, the most glorious period is the third generation, and there is a "one door and four jinshi, uncles and nephews three Hanlin" in the Dawu Dynasty.

Today, the water source Lin family has been passed down to the seventh generation, according to the generation, "thick near Yang Yuwan, Renzhi Wen Chaoke." For Wei Yuan Pizhen, the Marquis of Yi Shishao. Poetry and books are well-established, and the pillars are established. It has been passed to the "Zhi" generation, and Lin Zhao is ranked according to the clan and should be called Lin Zhizhao.

The big family of poetry and books is bound to be strict, and there are rules for every move, which also makes the water source Lin family stronger and stronger, and it is one of the top high-ranking lords in the state capital.

The children of the Lin family are very many officials in the court, and there are not a few people who live in seclusion in the countryside but are famous for filling their ears, and they are married to other major families, and their personal relationships are intertwined, making the Lin family a big family in the entire Dawu country.

Lin Zhao's experience from childhood to adulthood clearly appeared in his mind.

Compared with himself in his previous life, the former owner of this body grew up and was too good!

Recalling the township test two months ago, he became an unheard of twelve-year-old lifter, and the sensation caused by the high school Xie Yuan, all parties in Shuiyuan Mansion continued to feast and praise endlessly.

Everyone hopes to get close to Lin Zhao and get some literary atmosphere, and is often praised as "a living literary music star descending to earth".

Compared with himself in his previous life, Zhao Zhenglong really feels that the gap between the top student and the scumbag cannot describe this distance.

I remember the ancient bull in the previous life, and there were also twelve-year-old people who were raised, which seemed to be from the Ming Dynasty, but I couldn't remember who the name was.

But it seems that in the previous life, thousands of years have passed, and there are only one or two people who can lift people at the age of twelve.

How big is the gap between such a cow who has not been born for thousands of years and an ordinary dick?

Zhao Zhenglong was not good at mathematics back then, and he really couldn't calculate.

But in any case, the twelve-year-old man is gone. Under the thunder, there is no soul scum left, and the dove that has crossed over occupies the magpie's nest and lives again, is it really jealous of the talent?

In the past seven days, Zhao Zhenglong woke up and fell asleep, and the memories of his previous life and Lin Zhao's memories in this life echoed each other.

The steel forest in the previous life, 9 to 5, gorgeous Internet culture, T slippers and jeans, freedom in the Internet, and fighting in online games.

In this world, the green robe has long sleeves, a lupine scarf, poetry and songs, the etiquette is heavy, the danqing ink, and the cane is empty.

Two distinct worlds slowly converge and merge into the sea of memory.

Zhao Zhenglong looked at his mother Lin who was busy taking care of him every day, his father Lin who was always concerned about him despite frowning and carrying his hands every day, and came to visit his grandfather and grandmother every day.

Everyone saw Lin Zhao's love overflowing.

But the rational brain, knowing clearly that this is the parents, grandparents and grandparents of the predecessor, is really unable to accept it immediately emotionally.

There are often bursts of soreness and itching in the body, like an invisible snake swimming uncertainly.

Zhao Zhenglong clearly knew that there was an electric current still hidden in his body.

As for why there is still an electric current swimming in the body for nearly ten days, it is not clear.

But even the rebirth of the crossing happened to me, and there is nothing strange about it happening again!

With the support of the personal maid Lan'er, Zhao Zhenglong walked slowly in front of the bed.

I was bedridden for 10 days, and I felt a little inflexible when I walked on my legs and feet.

There is no major problem with this body now, but the skin is burned, and the arms and head and face are black, which is really obstructive to the view, and Zhao Zhenglong decided not to go out to scare people.

Before, his mind was muddy, and Zhao Zhenglong couldn't think about the current situation clearly.

Through the open windows, a courtyard paved with blue bricks opens onto an exquisite garden.

The edge of the garden is also made of green bricks, and the space has a hollow pattern made of various large tiles. There are unknown flowers in the garden, and although the weather is getting cooler, some of them are still blooming.

There is a gazebo next to it, with dense green vines on both sides of the pavilion, which spread up the green bamboo poles and finally covered the top of the pavilion.

There is a bluestone round table in the pavilion, and four round stools are placed around the bluestone round table.

Zhao Zhenglong, with the support of Lan'er, stepped out of the house.

The other maid, Mei'er, had already placed a cushion on the round bench under the pavilion.

Zhao Zhenglong looked at the two little maids next to him, both fifteen or sixteen years old.

Lan'er has a beautiful round face and a lively personality, while Mei'er has a slender figure, but she has a goose egg face, and she is very thoughtful and calm at a young age.

The two maids have been serving Lin Zhao for more than two years, and they were all transferred after the Lin Mansion grandmothers were fully adjusted.

plus the previous scholar Lingqi, they took care of Lin Zhao's reading and daily life together.

Although Lin Zhao was young before, he was talented, had extraordinary intelligence, and was well read, and his every move was in order, and the two maids and the scholar were very in awe of the little master.

Zhao Zhenglong waved his hand at the two maids, signaling that they didn't need to serve, and Lan'er and Mei'er obediently retreated.

Slowly took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled it, and after a few times, Zhao Zhenglong slowly calmed down his thoughts, and his mind gradually cleared.

This is the habit of Zhao Zhenglong's previous life, whenever a major event or urgent matter needs to be calmed, he can quickly calm down his mood and ensure that his mind quickly recovers his clarity by breathing.

Zhao Zhenglong clenched his fists, his nails deeply sunk into his palms, sitting upright on a round stool, his spine as straight as a gun, his eyes looking directly at the flower garden, his eyes deep.

The memories of my past life can't help but come to my heart, young children, my wife who shares the ups and downs of life, my parents who are slowly aging, and my big brother and sister who have always loved and cared for me.

A sharp pain involuntarily welled up in my heart, and this pain came from the depths of my soul.

As a son of man, he cannot fulfill his filial piety, as a husband, he cannot devote himself to his heart, and as a father, he cannot teach to the fullest.

This pain makes it impossible to breathe, unable to resist, and unable to be relieved.

The memory of Lin Zhao in this life is like a high-definition drama, with a full plot, fresh characters, and colorful plots.

But for Zhao Zhenglong, a drama is a serial, and he will not suddenly accept all this in his heart because he has become another person in time, how much he hopes that this is a movie, a serial, and a dream! When he wakes up, he can return to the origin of life again, see cute children, and see kind family.

But this is not a dream, this is reality, and the cruelty of reality lies in whether you are willing to accept it emotionally or not, reality is reality, and you have to accept it if you don't accept it. As the Tao Te Ching says: independent and unchanging, circumferential and uneventful!

A soul who is forty years old and has experienced the world's most unbearable pain cannot speak, speak, or cry out loud.

I can only suppress it in my heart!

Zhao Zhenglong slowly lowered his head, lowered his eyes, and let the tears that he couldn't help but stream away with the autumn wind.

In any case, the instinctive reaction made him unwilling to be seen in his pain.

The cicadas are poignant, and the autumn wind is gradually rising.

There is a tall ginkgo tree on the left side of the courtyard, and the yellow leaves slowly drift down with the autumn wind, and the ground is silent.

Zhao Zhenglong's eyes looked at the clear blue sky through the gradually thinning ginkgo branches, and the sky was deep and endless.

Although Lin Zhao's soul has disappeared and there is no trace left, since he occupies other people's bodies, he must bear the cause and effect.

There is no way to go back to the past, and the name Zhao Zhenglong will be buried deep in the depths of his heart.

No matter how painful it is, no matter how difficult it is to accept, a new world has opened, a new life has opened, there will be no more Zhao Zhenglong, only Lin Zhao.

Precisely:

The rain is murmuring outside the curtain, and the spring is beautiful. Luo Ji is not tolerant of the five colds. In my dream, I didn't know that I was a guest, and I was greedy for joy.

Alone without relying on the column, infinite rivers and mountains, it is easy to see when it is difficult to see. Flowing water and flowers go in spring, heaven and earth.