"I can't die, I have to live."

With this unchanging faith, I tried my best to crawl out of a huge burning earth pit, and as I climbed with difficulty, I observed my surroundings. This is a tall forest, probably related to the burning huge earth pit, the trees here are burning, forming a sea of fire, and the surrounding area is horribly red, but fortunately, it is snowing at this time, and I believe that the snow will soon extinguish the flames.

I'm a little curious. What could be such a big hole?

Tiny snowflakes hit me, but I still didn't feel the cold.

I looked down at my left hand, which was supporting my crawling, completely scorched, something resembling scales falling as it crawled, but there was also some sensation, pain and severe burns, and then I looked at the rest of my body, it was also scorched, and it was badly burned to charred human flesh.

Am I not human.

Why is it possible to be alive in this situation.

Who the hell am I?

But that's not the most important thing for me now, there is only one belief in my heart at this time: to live, to live, to live from the conscious beginning, to live.

Crawl slowly from the edge of a huge dirt pit, struggle to get out of the burning woods, stop in a field of snow that has not yet been baked, lie down in the thick snowdrifts, and not be afraid of continuing to burn.

His eyes were staring straight at the woods. It was already evening.

I watched as countless snowflakes fell, fell to the ground, fell on my burning body, fell into my eyes, and were instantly melted by the heat.

That's all I can do now.

What should I do now?I guess I'm waiting to die.I'm burned like this.Even if I am sent to the hospital right away, I can't be saved.Anyway, I can't think of anything now.I'm dead.I'm dead.There's nothing to be nostalgic about.There's nothing to be sad about.Thinking about this.Shouldn't I be glad I don't remember anything??

The only thing that makes me uncomfortable is the pain that almost numbs me.

It hurts.

It hurts.

It hurts.

The snow forest in front of me at night is getting more and more weird, and it seems that the faint breath of death sounds.

If death wants to take my life, then please hurry up.

But, though I don't remember anything, and I'm numb with pain, there's still a cry that I can't die.

Who is it.

Probably my delusion.

I closed my eyes. In the snow where no one noticed I was leaving.

Lying silently in the snow.

Quietly waiting for the moment of death.

Maybe even I don't realize I'm dead.

The burning sensation on the body gradually cooled down, and after a long time, the cold sensation came.

First he was burned to death, and finally he froze to death. This kind of death is tragic enough. I guess my body has been covered with heavy snow. I don't even bother to look at it, I can't hear it.

I fell asleep.

There are countless fragments of images and sounds in my dreams, and there are many scenes of people that flash by, very strange content, or the life I have experienced before I have lost my memory, or maybe I have dreamed randomly.

But I don't know how long it took, I woke up, I was shaken by a shaking of my body.

I thought it was a dream, I would appear in bed when I opened my eyes, I remembered everything, but when I opened my tired eyes, I found myself still in the snowy forest, just flipped from lying on my stomach to lying down, I saw a strange woman in a thick coat, crouching beside me and looking at me, and when she saw me open my eyes, she exclaimed in surprise.

"Alive."

It's not that my ears have regained hearing, it's just that it's strange that the meaning of what this woman is saying comes from my head.

A bearded uncle in thick clothes, with a rugged beard like a dwarf, came into my field of vision, and behind him there was a snowmobile, shining with blinding lights, and the bearded uncle crouched down and looked at me, especially staring at my eyes for a long time, and said in a tone of disbelief, "It's amazing, broken hands and feet, and burned to look like a human and a ghost, and he still survived until now."

The woman who was crouching next to me excitedly said to Uncle Beard, "Daddy, let's save this poor man."

Uncle Beard sighed, shook his head, and said, "I can't save him, although he hasn't survived yet, but he's been injured like this, and even the best medical treatment can't save him."

The woman reproached, "Then can we just watch him die?"

"We don't have any other way than to do this, and we don't even know who he is, and we don't know what the meteor we saw and the crater just now have anything to do with this half-dead man, maybe he happened to be passing by when the meteorite fell.

Uncle Beard said something cool, and was not afraid to touch my charred body, and suddenly picked up a scale from me, and with some surprise took it to the illumination of the headlights, looked at me suspiciously, and finally threw the scale away.

"This guy must have had a couple of fish with him when he passed by. Probably someone fishing for pike in that frozen lake."

The woman kept frowning at me, as if she was afraid of my hideous appearance, but she couldn't bear to look at me, she was a kind girl.

"What should we do?"

"Maybe he's someone from a nearby village passing by here.There are a lot of wolves in this area.You can't let his body be given to the wolves for a barbecue.Let's take him home and put it in the stable.Call the police to come and deal with it.By the way, ask if there is anyone in the nearby village.Let them claim it.Alas.This person is also burned badly.Only the bracelet on his left hand is left on his body.If you have this, it should be easy to recognize people."

The woman agreed, "Now that's all we have to do, Dad, let's put him in the car."

"Wait."

Uncle Beard took out his phone, took pictures of me and himself, and went to take pictures of the crater and the burning trees, and said excitedly, "Tweet about this, and I'm going to get on fire."

"It's all like this...... woman sighed.

I watched as the two of them put me on the snowmobile, and then left the forest, leaving the crater that was still burning hot. I don't know what my fate will be, I'm afraid I'll die in a while, I don't know if anyone will pity me, but I seem to see a little bit of life to live.

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