Pain. My heart feels stuffy and I can’t breathe.
Li Xuan's eyelids were still heavy and he couldn't open them. He felt like he was underwater.
In the water
Impossible, the university town is the highest point in City C. No matter how heavy the rain is, there will be no accumulation of water. Is he dead or not? Is there water in the underworld
In this day and age, if you don't have a diving license, you're not going to be reborn? That's impossible, right?!
Li Xuan sat up from the bathtub. He coughed for a long time due to the water in his nose and mouth, and his lungs were almost coughed out. He felt dizzy and felt like he hadn't eaten for several days. He looked around and found himself in a bathroom. The opposite wall was covered with blood, which looked like a crime scene at first glance.
Wasn't he hit by a car? Was he dreaming
"Where is this?" Li Xuan looked down at the water in which he was soaking. It was mixed with blood, and the entire bathtub was red.
He was stunned for a long while, then raised his hand belatedly. There was a long cut on his wrist. The blood had already coagulated, and the wound was white from being soaked in water, and it was turning to both sides. These were not the main points. Li Xuan looked at the small mole on his wrist.
When did he get a mole on his wrist
Li Xuan stood up suddenly. He stood up too fast and felt dizzy. Before he could stand firmly, his feet slipped and he fell down again. He hit the edge of the bathtub with a loud bang.
"I'll go." He rubbed his numb spine with his backhand, and struggled to get up by the edge of the bathtub. He limped and stumbled to the mirror in front of the sink.
The light in the bathroom was a little dim. Li Xuan's head was also swollen, but the moment he saw the figure in the mirror clearly, the hairs on his body immediately stood up. He didn't know who the person in the mirror was, but there was no doubt that it was not him.
Li Xuan twisted his hands hard. He was not dreaming. He gritted his teeth, turned on the tap, picked up a cup and poured a cup of cold water on his face. It didn't really have much effect on cooling down, but he needed this process as a ritual to remind himself that he should calm down.
He took a deep breath. Not enough, so he took another one. He first wrote a string of numbers on the wet blood on the wall next to him. It was the license plate number of the car that had just hit him.
There was a cell phone on the sink. Li Xuan picked it up and successfully unlocked it with his fingerprint. His heart sank again. It was a quarter past twelve. The date was correct.
Although it felt ridiculous, there were only two possible explanations. Either he was not Li Xuan, and the impressions he had in the past were all dreams, which was too real. Or he was killed in a car accident and possessed someone else's body...
Li Xuan thought of this and turned his head to look at the mirror again. He had not reacted due to panic just now, but now he felt that the face looked a little familiar.
He frowned, and the person in the mirror frowned too. In a flash, he suddenly remembered that it was the star, Sheng Min.
Li Xuan pursed his lips and looked at the slightly unfamiliar figure in the mirror.
His mind was still in a mess. No matter what the situation was, he had to go back to the bus station to take a look. If the first half of his life was a dream, it would be fine. But if not, he possessed Sheng Min's body, and Sheng Min possessed him? Or was his body still lying on the road
Li Xuan shuddered at the thought of this scene. He grabbed his hair, picked up his cell phone and rushed out the door.
The rain had stopped after a while. The greenery in the community was nice, but it was too big. He looked around, but there was no road that led to the community gate, and there was no sign. He was too lazy to look for it, so he walked to the wall next to him and climbed out on the flower bed.
After climbing out, Li Xuan recognized that this street was just two subway stations before the university town. This area was not very prosperous, but there was a digital city. He had just been there once last month to change his computer.
Last month, Li Xuan squinted his eyes and looked down at the wound and mole on his wrist. If it were to unfold like this, it would have to be from his previous life.
He frowned and took out his phone to hail a taxi. Sheng Min's phone interface was very messy, completely different from his own style. Before he could find WeChat, he suddenly heard a child screaming not far away. Li Xuan looked over impatiently, but the child was also looking at him in horror. When their eyes met, he turned and ran away.
"What's going on?" Li Xuan was stunned for a moment, and his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of his clothes. They were soaked, and there were large patches of blood.
"Damn it." He finally couldn't help but curse in a low voice. No wonder the people passing by just now glanced at him several times. Fortunately, the light here was dim and it was hard to see clearly, otherwise he might have been arrested.
He raised his hand and took off his shirt. He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt underneath, which was also stained with blood, but at least it was not as obvious as before.
It seems that there is no need to fight for the car. Li Xuan pulled his clothes, but he didn't realize it. Once he found out, the wet clothes would be more uncomfortable than a shroud.
He hesitated for a second whether to go back to the crime scene to change clothes, thinking that it was more important to find where his body was first. Since he was not far away, Li Xuan made up his mind and scanned a shared bicycle in front...
"Do you need help?" A car stopped in front of him and the driver leaned over from the cab.
"Can you see me?" Sheng Min was a little confused. In fact, he had not figured out the situation since he opened his eyes.
He remembered that he had clearly committed suicide in the bathtub at home. He didn't know why he was in this place again. At first he thought it was a dream, so he raised his hand and slapped himself hard. It hurt so much that he almost cried. But he didn't know if ghosts felt pain, but now the driver could see him, which meant he was still alive.
The driver didn’t understand: “What?”
"fine."
"You really don't need help?"
Sheng Min shook his head slowly, and then he heard the driver say, "Is that bicycle in front yours? Move it, it's blocking the road."
Sheng Min looked at it and wanted to say that it was not his, but then he became confused again. He didn't know whether it was or not. He was not even sure who he was now.
He felt very tired and didn't want to move, but the driver was still waiting with a sincere look on his face. After hesitating for a moment, he still supported himself and stood up. When Sheng Min just got up from the ground and sat up straight, he spit out a mouthful of blood and felt a little pain. Now when he moved, he felt like his whole body was being dismantled and reassembled.
He walked over slowly, helped him up from the ground, and leaned to the side of the road.
"Thanks," the driver said, turning the steering wheel and preparing to leave.
"Sorry, please wait a moment." Sheng Min called him, faced the driver's surprised gaze, and leaned over to look in the rearview mirror.
The eyebrows and eyes are stretched, the contours are deep, there is a subtle hump on the bridge of the nose, and the curvature of the jaw is sharp...
Not bad, Shengmin thought. But the problem was, it didn't seem to be his face... at least not the one he remembered.
"Young man? Are you really okay?" Seeing that he looked strange and confused, the driver kindly asked again.
Sheng Min shook his head, went back to the side of the road and sat down, saying thank you again. The driver looked at him a few times and drove away.
The road was straight, and even when the car was far away, the taillights could still be seen. Sheng Min bent his legs and rested his head on his knees. He was sure he didn't recognize this face, but for some reason he felt a little familiar.
Have you seen it? He raised his hand and touched it, but he couldn't remember it and couldn't figure it out. He sighed and was too lazy to think about it. The only thing he was sure of was that he was not dead now.
I have to die again... Sheng Min felt a little melancholy, and looked around, but didn't see any tools that could help him commit suicide. But he saw a person riding a bicycle from a distance.
He didn't care and planned to move a little further inside to avoid blocking the way. Before he could stand up, the man suddenly braked and stopped right in front of him.
The friction between the tires and the ground made a very harsh sound. Sheng Min subconsciously looked up and saw a person in front of him who was so wet that he looked like he had just been fished out of the water. He couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Li Xuan came all the way here, fearing that there would be no one here. Now he saw "himself" sitting here, with facial expressions and breathing. No matter what, it was a blessing in disguise.
It's just that facing "oneself" in such a situation is indeed a difficult experience for anyone to describe. They stared at each other strangely for a while. Li Xuan felt that he should say something. Before he could open his mouth, Sheng Min spoke first, in a very soft voice: "Who are you?"
Li Xuan was stunned, his brain short-circuited for a moment: "I am you."
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