When Tang Yuzhu woke up, it was already dark, and the wound on his waist was slightly itchy, thinking that it was healing rapidly. Blinking his eyes and looking in the direction of the sofa, under the light of the faint moonlight, he could faintly see that Ji Danhuang was still in the posture he had held a few hours ago, staring at a certain point on the floor in a daze.

Sitting up carefully, Tang Yuzhu thought about it, lifted the quilt and moved to Ji Danhuang's side and sat down. And Ji Danhuang didn't feel that there was another person around him at all, and he was still like a puppet and shrunk into a ball in a daze.

It seems that he was really hit hard! It was so tragic that the ghosts of the dead had fallen apart like that, and it was not difficult to imagine how much pain his mother and sister had to endure before they were relieved.

Tang Yuzhu couldn't help but think of what Empress Lu did to Mrs. Qi during the Han Dynasty - cut off her hands and feet, burned her ears, gouged out her eyes, and poured dumb medicine into her before throwing her into the toilet, calling her a human being. And the actions of those killers were even more vicious than Empress Lu, cutting their arms and legs into sections alive. It's not just about treating people as animals, it's just that they can't even be compared to animals.

If her relatives were treated like this, she couldn't help but be angry. It's just that Ji Danhuang is like this now, he is not angry or sad, he can't see the slightest fluctuation in his feelings, and he doesn't know what happened to him.

Tang Yuzhu thought for a while, and gently reached out and patted Ji Danhuang's shoulder. Ji Danhuang's condensed eyes moved slightly, and a faint ripple rippled in his dim eyes, and then calmed down again.

After a slight hesitation, Tang Yuzhu couldn't help but speak: "You...... Won't you take a break?"

Ji Danhuang didn't react, and Tang Yuzhu didn't want to say anything more, so he just sat with him. After a long time, Ji Danhuang turned his head slowly, there was a low crisp sound between his neck bones, he looked at Tang Yuzhu distractedly, moved his lower lips slightly, and let out a hoarse and dry syllable: "I ......" and then fell silent again.

He didn't know what he should say now, he always felt that there was something very important that he hadn't figured out, and there seemed to be a lot of thoughts in his head that were spinning rapidly, as if there was nothing. This world seems to have become a lot stranger in an instant, and even the picturesque beauty in front of me is a little unrecognizable.

His existence seems to have become unreal. He was a little unsure whether his current state still belonged to the category of "living", and his body and mind were occupied by an inexplicable feeling. He didn't know how to describe this feeling, he just felt uncomfortable, his heart was like something was grabbing him, and even beating was extremely difficult.

I was so tired, so tired that I wanted to stop breathing.

Looking at Ji Danhuang, who was as fragile as a newborn baby, the softest place in Tang Yuzhu's heart was gently touched, and he involuntarily reached out and hugged Ji Danhuang in his arms. She really wanted to comfort this big boy who had just experienced a huge blow, and wanted to give him a little warmth.

"You're too tired, sleep for a while, and you'll be fine when you wake up. ”

The delicate palm gently covered Ji Danhuang's eyes, the light and ethereal voice echoed in his ears, and a familiar cold fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose. Drowsiness hit his heart like a tide, and Ji Danhuang only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and finally he couldn't support it, so he gently closed them together.

Silence, as if the heavens and the earth were not opened. Ji Danhuang floated quietly in a chaotic and hazy darkness, and gradually regained his consciousness.

Listen closely, there seems to be a voice calling to you in the distance, strange and familiar. Driven by curiosity, Ji Danhuang stretched out his hand to pluck the darkness, swimming towards the source of the sound.

When it was closer, Ji Danhuang heard it clearly, but the voice was a woman's low humming, melodious and tactful rhythm, like a heavenly soul, although there were no words, but she sang all kinds of thoughts. It's as if all the simple and complex emotions in this world have been kneaded in this tune, with ups and downs.

A little closer, there seems to be a faint light in the distance, flickering like a star, as if far away in the sky, and as if it is close at hand. Ji Danhuang couldn't help but stretch out his hand to point at the light, but as if he had touched something, the light swelled up rapidly, turning into a dazzling white, surging towards Ji Danhuang like a tide.

was stabbed by this excessively white light, Ji Danhuang's tears almost fell out, and he hurriedly closed his eyes and covered them with his hands. After his eyes gradually adjusted to the light, Ji Danhuang suddenly found that he was in a wonderful world, and everything around him seemed to be mosaic, with only large patches of color, vaguely reflecting some strange shapes. Ji Danhuang frowned and tried to carefully distinguish what it was, but his head hurt when he guessed it, and he still couldn't see anything.

The faint sound of words came into the ears, like the murmur of a lonely guest on the horizon, and came into the ears in patches, but they could not be heard clearly in any case. Ji Danhuang could only vaguely feel that something seemed to be happening around him.

Although I can't see and hear clearly, the fluctuations of emotions in my heart are unusually clear. Ji Danhuang carefully experienced the inexplicable feelings in his heart, as if he was experiencing a person's birth to growth and then to death, with ups and downs, sometimes sad and sometimes laughing, sometimes confused, sometimes firm, sometimes painful and sometimes gratifying.

Gradually, the fluctuations that were originally like the tide of the Qiantang River suddenly rose and fell like a tsunami, setting off a huge wave dozens of meters high, thunder and lightning flew by, very shocking. Ji Danhuang couldn't help but be taken aback, and his whole heart was shaken and beat faster by this sudden change of love.

This...... What is going on here, and why is there such a strong emotional fluctuation?

After a short period of time, the tsunami-like fluctuations came to an abrupt halt, and the surrounding brilliance faded back into the darkness of chaos, as if a man's life had suddenly come to an end. And the emotion left behind in the end is not reluctance, not regret, but relief, and a kind of helplessness under the destiny of heaven.

Ji Danhuang felt that if the emotional fluctuations he experienced at the moment were really what someone had experienced, then his life must be very extraordinary. And judging from this not very long wonderful experience, this person must have died young.

After sighing a little about the impermanence of the world, Ji Danhuang only felt a little unbelievable and a little strange. Why do you suddenly experience so many strange emotional fluctuations, and who does this love from birth to death belong to?

Ji Danhuang was puzzled, but he listened to the melodious humming reappeared, and a faint light appeared not far away again. Ji Danhuang hesitated slightly, but finally couldn't help but be curious, and stretched out his hand to click on the little light.

The dazzling white light shrouded Ji Danhuang again, Xu had previous experience, and this time Ji Danhuang quickly adapted to the light. Looking around, it was different from the hazy and blurry scene before, and what appeared in front of me was a high-definition image.

He saw that several nurses were gathered around, busy with all sorts of things. The nurses' movements were slightly strange, unusually fast, like a movie where someone had pressed the fast-forward button.

Ji Danhuang frowned, feeling a little inexplicable, not knowing why he saw these things. The screen changed rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it changed to a room full of babies, which looked like the baby room of a hospital. The picture turns again, and he sees a young woman lying on a sick g, her hair is scattered and draped, her face is haggard, her face is covered with tears, and she is wearing a black cloth on her left arm.

Is that...... Filial piety!

Ji Danhuang was slightly stunned, and then understood that this woman's relatives had just passed away. It's just that for some reason, Ji Danhuang always felt that this woman looked very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

A little girl who looked to be only four or five years old opened the door and walked into the ward, wiping her tears with a handkerchief, her red eyes obviously did not know how many times she had cried, and she also wore a filial piety cloth on her arm. Ji Danhuang wanted to see what would happen next, but the picture suddenly turned back to the baby's room.

The picture paused for a while in the nursery before it changed, but this time it was transferred to a small car, which seemed to be a taxi, and in addition to the woman and the little girl seen in the previous ward, there was also a man. Ji Danhuang looked at the man's face carefully, and still felt very familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

Soon, the scene pans back into the room, and there are two black-and-white photographs placed on top of each other. The two black-and-white photographs, one on the left and a woman on the right, both look like they are in their fifties. On the tablet in front of the posthumous photo, two familiar names are written respectively.

First test: single country.

Xianyu: Li Keying.

Ji Danhuang was stunned at first, and then shocked. Shan Dingguo, Li Keying, isn't this the name of his grandfather and grandmother?

The men, women, and little girls I saw before were ......

Ji Danhuang trembled all over, and carefully looked at the haggard man, the woman who cried loudly in front of the posthumous photo, and the little girl who cried with the woman. And this time, Ji Danhuang finally knew why he felt that they looked very familiar.

These three people are clearly his father Ji Yuandong, his mother Shan Xueqin, and his sister Ji Danqing! And the reason why he didn't recognize them at the beginning was entirely because his father had died too many years, his mother had aged too fast, and his sister's appearance was too far from that when he was a child.

Thinking of the previous hospital, Ji Danhuang's face changed suddenly.

Could it be that this time he experienced his own life?