Escape 99 times (I) He saw me. …
My last name is Lu.
My name is Lu Renjia.
Ren means kindness, Jia means good achievements.
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Lu Renjia has been a child of other people's families since he was young.
He has been an excellent student since childhood. He is the eldest son that his parents are proud of, the top student that his teachers are assured of, and the class monitor that his classmates are convinced of.
He can write with ease in the examination room, and can also shoot beautiful three-pointers on the basketball court, winning cheers from the audience.
Apart from these, he has a good appearance.
The boy has a clear temperament, and he is a perfect combination of boldness and calmness.
No one would doubt that he had a bright future ahead of him.
The turning point came when he was sixteen years old.
It was a weekend, a sunny day with almost no clouds in sight. The sky was as blue as a piece of blue glass, so blue that it seemed unreal.
His teammates invited him to the court to play basketball.
He was walking on the side of the road with his schoolbag on one shoulder and a basketball in his right hand. When he was about to cross the road, he suddenly heard the roar of an engine behind him.
He stopped and saw two sports cars, one black and one yellow, speeding towards them one after the other.
They were like two flashes of lightning, flashing past him.
Even at this speed, he recognized the brands of the two cars because they were incredibly expensive.
Especially the black sports car in front, which is limited to three units worldwide and is priceless.
There is no boy who doesn't love cars, especially such a cool sports car. He couldn't help but stop and look in the direction where the black car left.
At this moment, a heavy truck rushed out from the corner and rushed towards the crosswalk without slowing down. The steel bars on the truck were originally tied loosely. After such a sharp turn, the ropes could not bear the weight and broke suddenly, and several steel bars poured down to one side.
He took two steps back suddenly, and the basketball in his hand accidentally slipped, bounced and rolled to the middle of the road, and was crushed by a truck again.
The basketball made a loud noise and instantly deflated.
Cold sweat soaked the back of his basketball jersey.
If he hadn't wasted dozens of seconds watching the sports car, it would have been his head that was crushed.
The truck was carried dozens of meters away by inertia before it stopped. The driver rolled and crawled out of the car, with two dark circles under his eyes particularly eye-catching.
After what happened, he lost interest in playing basketball and walked home.
He was a little dazed.
In his mind, images of the truck, the crushed basketball, and the speeding sports car kept switching.
Eventually, a certain moment in memory becomes clearer and clearer.
The moment the black sports car passed by him, he saw the person sitting in the driver's seat.
Everything around was blurred due to the speed, only that person was clear.
Blurred scenery and bold eyes.
This is a face that you will never forget once you have seen it.
Still a teenager.
The boy doesn't look very old.
Fourteen? Or fifteen?
As we walked into the community, the surroundings began to become lively. He was very popular in the community, and familiar people kept chatting to him with a smile.
The lively atmosphere diluted his fright, and he shifted his attention to the neighbors around him.
Suddenly, he heard someone scream.
Looking in his direction, his face full of fear.
The line of sight is... upwards?
He subconsciously looked up and only saw the bottom of the flowerpot.
A sharp pain.
He is dead.
At the age of sixteen, he died from falling objects from a high altitude.
…
Maybe even God felt that his death was too hasty.
So he was reborn.
In the previous second he was hit on the head by a flowerpot, and in the next second he was standing by the road with a basketball in his hand.
Ten meters ahead is the crosswalk.
He went back to a minute before the accident.
He subconsciously looked in the direction he came from. The sports car should be approaching soon.
First the sports car, then the truck...
But he didn't wait for the sports car, he only saw the truck staggering out of the corner.
He hugged the basketball tightly.
The steel bars poured down again, and the truck driver still climbed out of the car in a mess.
But the sports car didn't come.
His basketball wasn't crushed.
Why has the future changed?
If his rebirth would bring about a butterfly effect, the change should happen after he makes the change.
But why didn’t the sports car come?
He hugged the basketball tightly, took out his cell phone and told his teammates that he had something urgent to do and couldn't go, then ran home.
He ran into the community and saw the flowerpot that had killed him in his previous life. Half of it was sticking out of the windowsill, and it was about to fall apart in the wind.
He hurried upstairs, reminded the owner of the house, and took the flower pot back into the house.
The owner of the flowerpot broke out in a cold sweat when he saw the flowerpot almost falling, and thanked him repeatedly.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
This way, everything should be fine.
He returned home and began to think about why his future had been changed.
In the sports car, the boy's face became clearer and clearer, and he knew who the boy was.
The only son of the Xuanyuan family.
A person who has been dominating the hot searches for many years.
His distinguished family background, genius mind, and stunning face are all the best materials for hot searches.
More importantly, the future head of the Xuanyuan family does not mind his whereabouts being exposed on hot searches, because he himself is the best spokesperson for Xuanyuan family products.
Lu Renjia turned on his computer and clicked on today's hot news, trying to find information about the boy and the sports car.
No.
No racing.
However, there was a hot search that had never appeared in the previous life: [Today, Xuanyuan Company held a new real estate project launch conference, hosted by Young Master Xuanyuan himself].
New property launch conference?
He wanted to laugh, but couldn't, so he could only touch the water cup beside him.
He wanted to drink some water to calm himself, but his hands were shaking so badly that he spilled the water on the table.
Because he realized that what seemed to have changed was not only the future, but also the past.
Is he really reborn?
Or did you travel to a parallel world?
Or, he is not the only one who has been reborn?
He reluctantly took a sip of water, grabbed the mouse, and wanted to click on the trending search to take a look.
But the next second, a sharp pain hit him.
The aging electric wires were connected to the mouse by the water he had just accidentally spilled. Now the purple electric light connected him to the wires.
it hurts!
it hurts! !
The world fell into darkness.
He died again.
This time, he died from electrocution.
…
He was reborn again.
It seemed as if the pain and numbness from the electric current still lingered in my body.
He stood in the sun, with the unreal blue sky still above his head.
The difference from the last rebirth is that this time the time of rebirth is five minutes before the car accident.
His heart started beating wildly, he took out his phone and started checking the recent trending searches.
This time, it was not the new real estate that was on the hot search list, but the newly developed smart appliances of Xuanyuan Group.
Changed again.
He ran to the scene of the accident, but because he wasted time looking at the trending searches just now, he happened to witness the accident when he got there.
This time, I still didn't see the sports car.
He turned around and ran home again.
The flowerpot is still shaky.
He reminded the owner of the flowerpot and returned home, where he saw the aging wires as expected.
The past has been changed, but the accident has not.
It was as if someone wanted his death to become an unchangeable fact on this day.
It was as if someone had insisted that he die on this day.
He took a deep breath and began to check for dangers in his home.
He was calm and smart enough, but he was still a sixteen-year-old boy after all. His first reaction when encountering danger was to go home, even though the last death made him realize that home was no longer safe.
He dodged the sudden falling of debris, found the gas leak, and cleaned up the water stains on the ground.
He never imagined that his familiar home was so full of dangers.
He checked all the dangers and fell down on the sofa, gasping for breath. It was getting dark outside the window and the setting sun in the sky was as red as a ball of fire.
There was a noise at the door.
My parents and brother are back.
"Jia Jia, why don't you turn on the lights? Did you have fun with your friends today?"
Mom turned on the light and was startled to see his miserable appearance. She asked worriedly, "Jia Jia?"
His younger brother also ran over, leaned next to him, and handed him the ice cream in his hand, "Brother, I brought you something delicious."
Dad patted his head and said, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy today?"
Feeling the worry of his family, his nose felt sore.
How was he going to tell his parents that he had died twice today?
The omnipresent sense of crisis gradually dissipated after being surrounded by family members.
In the children’s minds, parents are like supermen who can do everything.
He smiled and said, "I'm not feeling well today."
Dad touched his forehead and said, "It's not hot, maybe you have a cold."
Mom has brought the medicine over. "Take the medicine, take a bath and have a good sleep, and you'll be fine."
He obediently took the medicine and drank it all. His brother pushed the ice cream in front of him again like offering a treasure, "Brother, it's sweet."
The mother took the ice cream and stuffed it into his father's mouth. "Your brother is sick and can't eat cold food. Wait until he gets better and then let your brother take you out to eat."
The father, with a mouth full of ice cream, calmly took the ice cream stick out of his mouth, took the apron with one hand and went to the kitchen to prepare food.
The younger brother pouted and said, "I picked this for my brother..."
Lu Renjia smiled and patted his brother's head.
Lu Renjia's younger brother is Lu Kang, who was born weak. Although he is twelve years old this year, he looks very thin and only eight or nine years old.
Lu Renjia had seen his brother gasping in pain on the hospital bed many times, so his future career plan was to become a doctor.
He took a shower and dried his hair, and the medicine began to take effect slowly.
He began to feel sleepy.
Looking at the soft big bed, he really wanted to jump on it and have a good sleep, but thinking of the two deaths today, he hesitated.
Finally, he stuck his head out and told his parents about his experience today in a form that their parents could accept.
He said jokingly that he had a conflict with the god on duty today, and asked his parents to help him watch out for danger while he was sleeping.
Although his parents thought he was just scared by what happened today, they still checked the places in the house that might cause problems out of concern so that he could sleep peacefully.
"You must be in a nightmare. I'll ask your dad to buy some vegetables and make some soothing soup. When you wake up, go to the kitchen and drink it."
He got the promise, his tense spirit relaxed, and sleepiness came over him like a landslide. He nodded randomly, not even knowing how he lay down.
I'm really tired.
Under the effect of the medicine, he fell asleep.
In a daze, he heard his parents' anxious calls, and half asleep and half awake, he realized that his brother was ill.
The door was pushed open, and his parents seemed to discuss in a low voice whether to wake him up. Seeing that he was sleeping so soundly, they quietly closed the door.
He fell into a coma again.
Until there was a loud explosion.
He was awakened and the fire had already reached the door.
The smoke was coming towards him.
There was a sea of fire outside the house.
He remembered the loud noise he heard and the pot of soothing soup.
The pressure cooker exploded when I forgot to turn off the fire.
This time, he died from smoke inhalation.
…
He was reborn again.
This time, the time of rebirth was ten minutes before the car accident.
It seems that every time you are reborn, the time of rebirth will move forward.
Being suffocated to death by thick smoke is terrible, but what is worse is the death that seems to be inevitable.
Last time he eliminated all the dangers, but the final danger came from his family.
It is no longer safe to be around family members.
Not only is family no longer a safe haven, it may even bring more dangers.
He was like a fledgling that could not return to its nest before it could fly high, and could only flap its wet wings against the wind and rain.
He supported his knees with his hands. The schoolbag that used to be light as a feather now felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, bending his back.
What should we do to escape death again and again?
Is this omnipresent danger meant to target him until his death, or is it limited to a specific point in time or a specific place?
He took a deep breath, took out his phone and called home.
"Mom, I'm going to sleep at my friend's house today and I'm not going back."
Instead of going to see his friends, he went to an Internet cafe.
Let’s give it a try. This danger, which is like being locked by the god of death, has any additional conditions?
He didn't know if there was a limit to the number of times he could be reborn, but since he was given the opportunity to be reborn again and again, he would not be allowed to die again and again.
…
In this fourth life, he encountered a fire caused by aging circuits in an Internet cafe.
He escaped the fire but not the looters.
Died from knife wounds.
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In his fifth life, he met a drug dealer in a hotel and died from the poison.
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In his sixth life, he was involved in a riotous fight in an alley and was shot to death.
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In his seventh life, he encountered a mentally ill person escaping in an empty square and died from excessive blood loss.
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In his eighth life, he stole a passerby's wallet and turned himself in to the police station.
A new virus broke out in the police station and he died from the infection.
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In the ninth life, he returned home again, cleared all dangers, did not drink medicine, and sat until dawn.
Facing the rising sun of the next day, he drank the soothing soup prepared by his mother.
Died of mushroom poisoning.
…
He died again and again, and was reborn again and again.
The risk of death does not disappear with change of time and place.
Death is always there.
Rebirth can only refresh his body, but cannot refresh his tense mental state.
He survived longer and longer, living until a month after the car accident.
The time of his rebirth became earlier and earlier. After his fifteenth death, his rebirth time was advanced to one week before the car accident.
He tried to go further, to completely change the trajectory of his actions since the beginning of his rebirth, but it was all in vain.
The time when the car accident happened was like the sound of a whistle. The moment it was blown, the world began to hunt him.
His excellent memory and reaction ability helped him remember all possible dangers and all the pain that ordinary people could not endure.
Living has become a painful thing for him.
But he wanted to live.
Death means surrendering to fate; only by surviving can there be a possibility of breaking the impasse.
Besides, he has parents and a younger brother who love him.
My younger brother has always been in poor health, and my parents cannot bear the pain of losing a son, and my brother's illness also requires my own research and treatment.
How could he die so easily?
So even if he was forced to collapse again and again by the pain of death, he would wipe away his tears, stand up again, and find a way to avoid death again.
Through repeated deaths, he also obtained more and more information.
He discovered that the world after almost every death was slightly different.
This difference is related to the Xuanyuan family.
So he began to collect information related to the Xuanyuan family.
The Xuanyuan family is the leader of the five major families, with businesses spread all over the world.
The current head of the Xuanyuan family and his wife, Ms. Ning, are two unprecedented geniuses in the business and design circles respectively.
However, their son was even more capable than both of them.
God seemed to favor him especially, giving him unparalleled talent, a prominent family background, and unparalleled looks.
People have different aesthetic tastes, but his appearance can unify everyone's aesthetic tastes.
Most of these differences seem to be closely related to the young master.
We have to get closer to him to get more information.
Lu Renjia brushed the dust off the corners of his clothes, set a goal for himself, and stood up again.
It is not easy to get close to Young Master Xuanyuan. They are almost from two different worlds. The time they passed each other in the first life was their only contact.
If you want to get in touch with the Xuanyuan family, you have to be extraordinary and climb to a high enough position to attract his attention.
Lu Renjia is already good enough to be called a genius.
But that’s not enough.
He didn't know what kind of talent could attract the Xuanyuan family, nor did he know what identity he had to have to get close to the core of the Xuanyuan family.
But it doesn’t matter, what he has the most is the opportunity to test himself.
For him, death is something that will come sooner or later. What he has to do is to try his best to obtain more information in a limited time, so as to live longer.
Survive!
…
However, the world this time seems to be more different from before.
On the day of the car accident, my brother fell ill like he had done dozens of times before and was admitted to the hospital.
He went to the hospital to stay with his brother.
He was well aware of the dangers of the hospital and made it through the week without incident.
A familiar environment can help him survive longer.
More than a dozen deaths have stimulated his ability to sense danger. Now, no matter it is a mentally ill patient hidden among normal people, a suddenly falling kettle, the wrong medicine, or spoiled food, they are all obvious death threats to him.
Since he was a child, he has been praised by countless teachers for his strong learning ability and ability to draw inferences from one example. No one would have thought that such an outstanding learning ability would one day be used in such a place.
He used eight deaths to eliminate the dangerous existence limit.
It took another seven deaths to constantly encounter new environmental dangers, summarize the patterns, and avoid them.
With his abilities, he can stay in a familiar environment, avoid danger, and survive day by day.
But this was too tiring, he had to find the source of the death threats and resolve them once and for all.
This life is the beginning of all his plans.
However, something seems to have changed in this life.
On the fifteenth day after my brother was admitted to the hospital, a new virus suddenly broke out.
He had experience in dealing with infections and quickly protected his family.
More and more patients are coming to the hospital.
The day after the outbreak began, people started biting people on the street.
At first, everyone just thought that this was a rabies patient.
Later, as more and more biting incidents occurred, everyone realized the seriousness of the matter.
But it was too late.
The infection spread rapidly. People who lost their minds had livid faces, their bodies were enhanced to varying degrees, they became bloodthirsty, had no sense of pain, and fed on humans.
They look very much like the legendary zombies.
Social order collapsed overnight.
With his keen sense of danger, Lu Renjia arranged for his brother to be discharged from the hospital early, stockpiled enough food, and returned home.
It's already hell on earth outside.
For him, it only took a few more days to adjust to such a desperate scene.
He put some effort into making his home more solid.
The social order outside is in chaos, but thermal weapons have not become ineffective. An infectious disease spread through drugs will surely be controlled by the country soon.
They shouldn't have to hide for long.
This is his judgment.
All electronic devices have failed, making it impossible to know what is happening outside. Their only area of activity is their home.
Fortunately, they still have their home to sleep in.
On the tenth day after the zombie outbreak, a convoy finally came to rescue.
However, he did not feel optimistic.
Because it took too long for help to arrive.
Zombies are still flesh and blood and cannot resist the power of thermal weapons. They live in the city center. He speculates that rescue should arrive within two days.
This time it was ten days later.
Something must have happened.
When the rescue arrived, his judgment was confirmed.
Zombies are just the prelude to disaster. What really destroys order is the struggle among major forces.
The people they fight against are humans first and zombies second.
When necessary, zombies can also be a means of attack.
That's why the rescue came so late.
There are not many living people in the community, but there is not much space left in the convoy.
Fortunately, my mother is a nurse and my father is a professor. They are both high-end talent resources and are fought over by various military regions. They have special vehicles to transport them.
Unexpectedly, the seats were so tight that in the end, there was only one spot left for him and his younger brother.
A small space that can only accommodate one person.
The parents begged the administrator to make another seat available for their child to squeeze in, but their request was rejected.
There are also requirements for the vehicle's load capacity. If the vehicle is packed full of people, it may be difficult to move if it encounters zombies on the road.
"Giving you an extra spot is already a special privilege given to you because you and your wife are both useful."
"Why don't you see that there are so many people without seats?"
"If everyone does this, will our convoy still be able to move forward?"
"Hurry up, get someone up, we have to start the convoy."
"Don't try to kill yourself. I'm not stopping you from entering the safe zone. I'm just stopping you from following this convoy."
The parents wanted to stay with their children, but were threatened by the impatient team members.
A surgeon, a university professor, if such talents were allowed to escape, their boss would tear their heads off.
Seeing their firm attitude and considering his brother's frail body, Lu Renjia looked at his parents.
He wanted to say that he could do it himself, so let his brother get in the car.
But his father spoke before him.
"Jia Jia, let your brother get in the car."
The mother's eyes were filled with tears, full of reluctance, "Your brother's body can't stand the bumpy ride, it's hard for you, Jiajia."
He nodded and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Mom and Dad, I'm fine."
…
The convoy drove away.
He looked at the back of the convoy.
In fact, this is the right choice.
My younger brother is in poor health and is young, so I must let him get on the bus. This is also my plan.
This is the right choice.
If it were him, he would make the same choice.
This is the right choice.
He repeated it silently again.
He loosened his sweaty fists.
…
He still died.
The struggle among the major forces was too fierce. He escaped the zombies but could not escape the calculations of humans.
No matter how resourceful he is, he is still a sixteen-year-old boy, and what he lacks most is experience.
However, human calculations are just one of the many dangers he faces.
After another rebirth, there were no zombies.
After his brother's condition improved, he took his brother to complete the discharge procedures step by step and then returned to school.
He needs to learn and constantly improve himself.
If you hide in a place and struggle to survive in order to stay alive, it will be no different from death.
Back to school, nothing seems to have changed.
"Go play ball!"
The basketball players were laughing and joking with each other, and several of them paused as they passed him.
"Oh shit, who's missing? Captain, let's go!"
"How come you have such a bad memory? You even forgot to call our captain."
"My bad, my bad. I guess I got stupid from studying math these days."
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Lu Renjia smiled and said, "Here I come."
It also seemed that something was changing secretly.
As perceptive as he was, he soon discovered that his presence seemed to have weakened.
In many of his previous lives, he either died too quickly or did not deliberately interact with others.
This was his first time returning to school and meeting so many people.
Once upon a time, he was a star student in the school. He was handsome, and even boys and girls from other grades would climb the stairs to secretly see him.
He is also the captain of the school basketball team and wins huge cheers in every game.
More importantly, he is a recognized academic genius. In any exam he takes, whether it is the final exam or the provincial joint exam, he is the undisputed first. In his student days when grades were more important than anything else, his grades were enough to make him a god.
A situation like forgetting to call him while playing ball is absolutely impossible.
Is it related to the car accident?
Is it related to these ubiquitous deaths?
"elder brother!"
Lu Kang's voice called out from a distance.
He collected his thoughts, looked at Lu Kang in the distance, and smiled as he caught his brother.
Lu Kang is a first-year junior high school student this year. He and Lu Renjia are in two different departments in the same school. The two brothers usually go to and from school together.
Lu Kang is not a lively person, but he is very clingy.
When he walked, he always liked to stick close to his brother, or pull his brother's clothes and talk about what happened at school.
After returning home, Lu Renjia turned on the computer as usual and searched for news about the Xuanyuan family.
Fortunately, the young master of the Xuanyuan family seems to be a more outspoken person, and the media can always capture the latest news.
The young master used himself to save the Xuanyuan family tens of millions of dollars in advertising expenses.
Today's hot search is also related to Young Master Xuanyuan.
[Young Master Xuanyuan's childhood sweetheart]
What's this?
When I clicked on the hot search, a photo appeared in front of me.
Young Master Xuanyuan was walking side by side with a girl. The girl had a slightly red face and handed a piece of chocolate to Young Master Xuanyuan.
The girl has lively eyes and eyebrows, and even though she is still young, one can already see how stunning she will be when she grows up.
In the previous life... was there such a person?
He closed his eyes and thought for a while.
No.
Not only in the last life, but in the dozen or so reincarnations before that, he had never seen this girl.
But according to the media, this girl is the daughter of the Nangong family and is a childhood sweetheart of Xuanyuan.
In this life... there is one more person out of nowhere?
He read the news over and over again and always felt that it was a bit strange.
Their mother called and said she had to work overtime in the evening, so she asked the two brothers to eat something on their own.
He quickly read the news again, closed his computer, and went to the kitchen to cook for the two of them.
Just another ordinary day.
He thought the same thing until he lay in bed, and he congratulated himself for living another day.
However, in the night, danger came again.
This time it was an earthquake.
An unprecedented earthquake.
The earthquake occurred in the early morning, when everyone was asleep and only the street lights were on in the community.
Therefore, this earthquake, which came without warning, caused heavy losses.
There is no escape.
Lu Renjia staggered towards Lu Kang's room and pulled his brother up from the bed.
The two men only had time to hide next to the load-bearing wall.
The next moment, the building collapsed.
He was unconscious for ten minutes, or an hour, or maybe longer.
The stone slabs on his body and the load-bearing walls formed an ingenious triangular space, allowing him to escape the threat of earthquakes.
"Kan Kang? Kang Kang?"
"elder brother……"
Hearing his brother's voice, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Next, just wait for rescue.
While comforting his brother softly, he observed the situation around him and found half a pack of biscuits in the corner.
Through the gap, he passed almost all the cookies to his brother, leaving only two for himself.
Lu Kang’s health was too poor and Lu Renjia was worried that he couldn’t hold on.
It was extremely lonely all around.
He closed his eyes to conserve his energy.
I don't know when rescue will arrive.
He waited and waited in the small space.
About three days passed.
From time to time, the sound of my younger brother crying could be heard from next door.
He had to whisper comfort to him and ask him to save water and energy.
The younger brother cried quietly, "Brother, I am so thirsty and hungry."
His voice was as weak as a kitten's.
But Lu Renjia couldn't find anything edible.
He gave almost all the cookies to his younger brother, and his vision went dark.
My brother still had the strength to cry, but he couldn't even speak.
He put all his energy into identifying the sounds from the outside world.
When he heard a sound, he struck the stone hard.
He felt that he had used a lot of strength, but in fact, the sound was very soft.
He has no strength left.
Towards the end, he began to fall into brief comas.
He didn't know whether his death in this life would be in this form.
Perhaps committing suicide and restarting your life would be a better solution.
Occasionally, this thought would come to his mind.
But he quickly pushed it out of his head.
While semi-conscious, he heard the barking of a dog.
Then came the surprise call.
It seems to be mother.
A ray of light appeared before my eyes.
He wanted to open his eyes, but he didn't even have the strength to do so.
He wanted to tell his mother that his brother was right beside him.
"Two children."
"The situation is not good."
"Now the two spaces are in balance. If one is moved, the other will collapse, and one of the children will definitely be crushed."
"Which one should I save first?"
Even though he couldn't open his eyes, his heart still skipped a beat when he heard these words.
He couldn't help but think of his previous life.
The previous life he was left behind.
That was obviously the right choice.
I don't know why, but he always remembers it.
It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it seemed like only a short time had passed.
He waited, not knowing what he was waiting for.
He heard his younger brother beside him crying, "Mom and Dad, I'm scared."
Finally, he heard his father's voice.
"Save Xiaokang first, save the one on the right first."
"Jia Jia's legs were crushed and will probably be amputated."
"Kang Kang might not be able to survive if he is pressed down."
"Jia Jia will also understand our choice."
…
ah.
He understood.
This is also the right choice.
He wanted to say that he understood and it was okay.
But for some reason, a tear oozed out of his dried-up tear glands.
In this life, he died in a collapse.
A broken leg was only the most optimistic estimate; luck was clearly not on his side.
As for whether his parents had considered this possibility when making their estimate, he didn't want to know.
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This rebirth happened two weeks before the car accident.
To celebrate his basketball team's championship, his mother prepared a sumptuous dinner for him, his father gave him the latest basketball shoes, and his younger brother hand-painted a certificate for him.
Mom smiled and said, "Cola chicken wings, you like this, so eat as much as you want this time."
He stared blankly at the food on the table in front of him and subconsciously picked up a chicken wing.
The hunger and stomach cramps in the previous life before death have been engraved on the nerves, but eating chicken wings tastes like chewing wax.
Even, I feel like vomiting.
He actually vomited.
My parents gathered around worriedly, and Lu Kang frowned with concern, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Their voices, alternating with the voices of the previous life, rang in my ears.
He felt worse than ever.
He rushed to the toilet as if he wanted to vomit out all his bile.
Perhaps it was because of the mental stress caused by dozens of deaths.
Or maybe it was because his belief in living suddenly collapsed.
He lived in a daze in this life and died on the day of the car accident.
He could have avoided it, but he didn't.
He suddenly felt bored and a little tired of this death game.
He thought, no matter what was controlling this escape game, he would not cooperate.
Apparently, after this death, he was reborn again.
Whether he plays badly or strives forward, it will not have any impact on the world.
He will continue to be reborn again and again.
He just found an empty park and lay down.
He didn't want to live anymore, but he couldn't die completely.
He was trapped in time, repeating his death over and over again.
He looked at the starry sky.
There was the sound of insects chirping.
According to my friends circle, when I was away, my parents took my younger brother to the amusement park and went to the hospital for a physical check-up.
Don’t his parents love him?
Of course it’s love.
I just love my brother more.
Doesn’t his brother love him?
It's also love.
Just love yourself more.
Everyone is right.
It's just that a bowl of water cannot be held level.
He didn't understand why he was always the one abandoned.
It seemed as if the whole world was asking him to die.
He refused to die.
He wants to survive.
He wants to survive.
He stood up from the grass, brushed off the grass debris on his body, and walked towards the distance under the starlight and moonlight.
In this life, spiritual energy has revived and everyone has begun to practice Taoism.
He has an excellent talent and is a wind-type spiritual root.
He practiced very hard.
With the speed of the wind, the increasing dangers were insignificant to him.
He left the busy city, went to the deep forest, and built a small house.
There are exercises and books in the small house, and outside the small house is a vegetable garden with chickens and ducks he raises.
Ten years later, he entered the Golden Core Stage, and his strength was ranked among the top five in the world.
He came out of the mountain.
As he traveled through the world, dangers like fire and earthquakes could not harm him at all.
Even he himself could not imagine what else could kill him except being possessed by the devil and being surrounded.
He entered the world with inexplicable excitement.
But suddenly I found that he had "disappeared".
His presence is so low that even if he walks face to face with someone, the other person won't notice him.
Even if he hits someone, the person being hit will stand face to face with him and will curse and shift his gaze to other people, "Who the hell hit me?!"
He returned to school and his classmates had forgotten all about him.
He opened the file and found that his information stopped abruptly when he was sixteen.
When he returned home, his parents had forgotten they had him, and his younger brother had forgotten he had him.
He disappeared.
Some people believe that a person will experience three deaths in his life:
The first death is when the heart stops beating and breathing stops, which is biological death.
The second death: is the funeral, and then quietly disappears from the social network.
The third death: the last person in the world who remembers you forgets you, and the entire universe will have nothing to do with you. This is true death.
Now, he is still breathing and his heart is beating, but no one remembers him.
He was alive, yet he was already dead.
A strong sense of unwillingness swept over him.
He began to use various methods to attract the attention of passers-by.
But even if someone noticed him, after a few seconds, their eyes would shift away again and forget about him.
He was clearly walking in a busy city, but his life was no different from that in the mountains.
He lived like this for three years.
Perhaps restarting after death would be a better option, but he was unwilling to die like this.
He was still practicing constantly, making full use of his advantage of having no sense of existence. He read many books and secret manuals, and learned many unknown secrets.
He constantly absorbs all the information in this world. He seems to be busy, but in fact he doesn't even know what he is busy with.
He just kept himself busy to avoid letting the thought of suicide come to his mind again.
Getting used to restarting will not make things better, it will only lead to dependence and fall into a deeper cycle.
Days like this continued day after day until one day, he accidentally walked into a press conference.
He simply found an empty seat and sat down.
His presence made it impossible for the security guards to detect his presence.
Only the person standing on the stage seemed to glance at him.
Because the distance is far and the person in front is particularly tall, blocking the view, so I can't see clearly.
Is it an illusion?
He sneered, laughing at his own unrealistic fantasy.
He did not listen to the press conference. He just lay in the chair with his eyes closed, thinking about the new knowledge he had recently absorbed.
Until the applause broke out, interrupting his thoughts.
The press conference is over.
He clapped his hands twice in casual response.
Because he was half a beat slow, the applause ended, but he was still clapping, and the applause was particularly clear.
But it doesn't matter, they won't remember it anyway.
As he was thinking this, he saw the person on the stage looking at him accurately.
They looked at each other.
The person on the stage had a stunning face that would never be forgotten once you had seen it.
Even though he had never seen the person on the stage in his past several rebirths, he was still certain that the other person was the young master of the Xuanyuan family—
Now, Xuanyuan should be called the new head of the family.
He looked at Xuanyuan without fear.
Xuanyuan smiled slightly, pushed aside the reporters and walked towards him.
"Hello."
"Can we find a place to talk?"
His pupils suddenly contracted.
It's not an illusion.
【He saw me.】
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