C2 Hand chain

It is said that before one dies one will look back at one's own life, and what one has done will be shown in one's mind like a slide show. Academics call this behavior a near-death experience.

I don't just have slides in my head right now! The speed of the display was three times faster than the speed in the Extreme Miracle World!

At that moment, from the beginning of the Big Bang to the beginning of humanity, I thought about what I should eat today. What happened last night, I felt that if I had been able to think about it so quickly in my college entrance exam, I would have gone to a first-rate university.

Then I raised my hands. "I want money in my bag. I want people to be ugly but their bodies are still alright. Big brother, if you have something to say, don't shoot me."

That's right, I have no backbone... I can hit, but when I face a gun, I'm not inflated enough to think I can use my body against a bullet.

She looked at me blankly for a moment, then slowly put the gun away and reached for my face.

It's over! This big sister is going to have sex, my heart tightened. I had seen the news about the guy on the TV before, but I didn't expect to meet him one day. I simply closed my eyes and prepared to face the incoming storm.

"So cold," I blurted out, and the first instant her hand touched mine, I felt a bone-piercing cold, like the snow in winter and the moon. If I didn't open my eyes, I would have thought it was ice swimming in my face.

"It's so good," I heard her say softly. I don't know why I suddenly felt a little sad, but I opened my eyes carefully and she looked straight at me. Her eyes were beautiful, like the clear and empty night sky after the rain.

She looked down at the package on the table, which was still unopened. She picked up the papers and looked at them, frowning, then looked back at me. She glanced at me and muttered, "How did you get hired by this company?"

I don't understand. Does she know about this company? Before I could say anything, she held the document up in front of me and asked, "When did you sign the contract with this company?"

"I... I don't know, I don't remember ever going to this company to apply... "I stuttered.

"Hurry, think carefully, someone must have contacted you. Have you recently received a phone call asking if you want to go to work?" Her tone sounded a bit hurried.

"Let me think carefully …" Dammit, I drank too much last night, my head hurt just thinking about it. I held my head in my hands and said, "Last night, I was drunk while walking on the road. I remember … I seem to remember that when I got downstairs, my cell phone rang and I answered it... It seemed like … "It seems like he's just asking me if I'm going to work, and that voice is a bit strange …"

"Right, isn't it a voice that has no emotions at all? It's just like the voice of a dead person."

"Right, right, that voice doesn't have any emotion." I clenched my left fist and smashed it on my right hand, then scratched my head in embarrassment, "You know … I've been looking for a job and I've been out of my mind... "Of course I agreed when I heard that there was a company that needed me to go to work."

"That's it," she said, looking at me with some pity. "You're going to die, boy."

I... Am I dying?

I shivered and forced myself to smile calmly. "Haha, that can't be. You shouldn't make such a joke in the morning. I'm going to get angry."

"Hmph," she sneered, "Brat, I don't have the time to joke around with you. Since they sent you this, it means that they have already determined that you will die, so there is no way for you to escape."

I suddenly felt furious. It's so early in the morning and my life has only just begun, yet you already said that you're about to die. How can you be so annoyed!?

She seemed to be able to tell that I was a little angry. She shook her head and turned around to walk back into the room. "Brat, let's live our days properly. Let's hurry up and do what we want."

I was at a loss as to whether I should believe her or not. But since there's no enmity between us, why would she lie to me? Or should I say that she's just bored?

Impossible! Who could be so bored?

I was still hesitating on the sofa when he seemed to remember something. He turned around and walked over to me again. When he was in front of me, he looked down at me.

Hearing this, I subconsciously touched my right wrist. It was a bracelet. There were 18 of them, and each bracelet had a character engraved on it … It should be a word, I don't know it anyway.

She pinched my wrist and carefully examined it. There was a peculiar expression in her eyes. She asked, "Who left you this thing?"

"My grandfather left this for me," I answered vaguely, not knowing how she had become interested in the bracelet in my hand.

"Take it off and let me see." Her tone was strange, but I was too shocked to notice.

I took off my bracelet and handed it over to him. Just as I was about to hand it over to him, I withdrew my hand and she smiled. "Don't worry. I don't want this thing. However, it was left to you by your grandfather. You might still be able to save him."

Hearing this, I quickly handed over the bracelet. This matter was related to my life and I couldn't hesitate.

He held the bracelet in his hand and turned it over and over. His bony fingers traced the words on the bracelet one by one.

I've been wearing this bracelet for years, and it's because I ran into a ghost in a graveyard when I was a kid.

My grandfather was in the country, in a small building he had built himself. Behind the building was a large area of melon land, just like the one in the desert, except I had never forked into it before.

Since I was a child, I have always loved to run all over the mountains and plains. My grandfather normally wouldn't care about me, letting me go around crazily, using his words to say that a boy must be raised, that it is proper to stay at home forever. This is also the reason why I like to stay at my grandfather's house.

That year seemed to be the same as the first half of the seventh month. During that time, my grandfather repeatedly warned me not to go out and run around at night, but I, who was used to my craziness, didn't plan to listen to him.

At that time, I heard that there was a ghost fire on the mountain, so we took advantage of the dark night to climb the mountain. At that time, I heard that there was a ghost fire on the mountain, so we took advantage of the dark night to climb the mountain.

Then I fainted.

When I woke up again, it was already the second day. Only then did I know that I had fainted on top of the grave mountain. When my little friend didn't find me, I thought I had returned home.

I remembered the look in my grandfather's eyes when he looked at me. There was self-blame, and there was also regret. Anyway, there was a very complicated look in his eyes. He was furiously smoking a cigarette by the side.

Two days later, my grandfather brought me back this bracelet. He told me to wear it all the time, and it lasted for more than ten years, until the day of my grandfather's death.

Before my grandfather passed away, he called me to the bedside, and told me that I must always wear it, no matter what, I mustn't leave my body. After saying that, tears began to roll down my face, and I kept saying to my grandson that my grandfather had let you down, or something like that.

The next day, Grandpa left.

"Brat, it seems like you have not only met with strange things recently, but something has been following you since you were very young," she thoughtfully said as she held the bracelet in her hand.

I suddenly felt a little dizzy. From the moment I took off my bracelet, I felt that I had been seeing things until now, when I could see everything in front of me.

I dropped to my knees, clutching my hair with both hands, and I felt the world begin to spin before me. Countless images flashed before my eyes, the woman with the knife, the white shadow, the man with the angry roar. I felt all the images spinning in my mind, like a whirlpool in the deep sea.

She was shocked by my actions and quickly knelt down to support me. She nervously asked, "Brat, what's wrong?"

As I squatted down, the bracelet returned to my body. At that instant, all the images fiercely collided with each other and with a boom, it exploded!

The world went dark and I passed out.

This was just the beginning.