Rebirth alone

The completely unfamiliar scene in front of him gave Ye Tao the illusion of deja vu. He looked at the children playing and pondered for a while, then stepped forward.I wanted to ask these children where I was, but before I opened my mouth, I found a little black cat floating in the slowly flowing river.The kitten drifted with the crowd and was obviously dead, but the naughty child didn't feel sorry for it, and even threw stones at it, no one could throw it more accurately.

Ye Tao was kind-hearted and loved cats. He couldn't bear to see the dead kitten being trampled on, so he waded into the river and picked up the kitten.

The boy on the bank with a small bun asked Ye Tao with a smile: "Bookworm, there is no rice for the pot again? You even want to pick up a dead cat and eat it?"

This child was born with bright eyes and white teeth, a small pale face, and an unusually pleasing appearance. Although he spoke a bit harshly, he was the only child who didn't throw stones at the kitten.

Ye Tao ignored the boy's banter, and walked in the water holding the kitten's body.The river was only waist deep, but the water was uneven. He waded back to the bank with one foot deep and one foot shallow, hesitating in front of the slippery embankment, and changed the kitten to one hand so that he could climb the river bank .

The boy who was still mocking Ye Tao just now stretched out his little hand: "Give it to me, I'll hold it for you."

Ye Tao couldn't figure out what the child was thinking, so he shook his head and didn't hand over the kitten.

The child was upset, and counted Ye Tao with a small face: "If you say you are an idiot, you are really an idiot. It's just a dead cat, and it's not a rare thing. Can I take it away? I'm kind enough to help you, you Don't be ignorant."

Ye Tao didn't argue with the boy, but he went ashore with the kitten in his arms.After walking along the river bank for a while, I finally found a place with soft soil, suitable for burying the kitten.

The children playing around on the shore have already left in twos and threes, only the boy with a small bun followed behind Ye Tao, talking to Ye Tao from time to time.Seeing Ye Tao stop and look around, as if looking for something, the boy rolled his eyes and ran away quickly.

After a while, the boy dragged a strange farm tool, threw it at Ye Tao's feet, raised his face and asked Ye Tao, "Can it be used?"

"Thank you." Ye Tao didn't refuse this time. He dug a pit with the weird agricultural tools, smoothed the wet fur of the kitten, and buried it in the pit.

The boy was extremely bored, so he picked up a piece of weed and played with it in his hand, as if he was used to Ye Tao's reticent temperament.

After burying the kitten, Ye Tao asked the boy, "What year is it now?"

The boy whose clothes and hair style were completely different from those of modern children raised his small face, looked at Ye Tao strangely, and said, "Seventh year of Wanli, are you stupid in reading?"

Ye Tao was silent for a while, thanked the boy again, picked up the farm tools and said, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

"Who wants your help? I can handle it." The boy didn't appreciate it, grabbed the farm tools, and dragged him home.

Ye Tao returned to the small courtyard adjacent to the boy's house, took off the mat on the tank, and leaned over to look at himself.A completely unfamiliar face was reflected in the water, with slender eyebrows and eyes, and a softer facial contour than ordinary adult men, neither ugly nor handsome, just an ordinary young man.Looking at the patched coarse clothes on my body and the dilapidated courtyards here and there, it is not difficult to imagine the family background of the original owner.The only thing to be thankful for is that this body is healthy, free from this disease and pain, and suffering from serious illnesses.However, Ye Tao doesn't care whether he is rich or healthy. He just wants to know what he did wrong, so that he can't control his own life and death.When he closed his eyes in that prison cell where he knew too much, he no longer had the strength to open them again. He just wanted to take a good rest, even if this rest would turn his body into dry bones and make Ye Thao disappeared completely, and he didn't care.People who are physically and mentally exhausted are not afraid of death, only afraid that they will not live in peace after death.

Ye Tao was stunned when someone pushed open the false chaimen door, and the person who came in was a beautiful young woman with a slender figure and a clear face.

"Why did you hide here?" The woman walked into the courtyard as she spoke.Her clothes are incompatible with this long time and dilapidated courtyard. Her top is a waist-length leather jacket, black trousers, and high leather boots.

"You are?" Ye Tao looked at the woman in front of him, not knowing what his relationship with her was.

"I came to ask you to go back." The woman was only in her early twenties, but her expression and tone were like those of an elder, "Go back, this is not the place for you to stay. Whether you want it or not, you have to Go back and finish the setbacks and blessings you deserve."

"I thought that what I should have suffered there is over." Ye Tao's face was neither sad nor happy, but he was a little more tired.Is it not over yet?So what is everything at present?

The woman showed compassion on her face: "My child, I know you have worked hard there, and I can't bear to see you suffer. But everything you have experienced is predestined. Whether I help you or not, it is all in the Follow God's will, you can't escape what is due to you."

Zhou Ziqian sat on a bench in the corridor of the hospital, staring blankly at the automatic door of the intensive care unit, holding a string of agarwood beads in his hand.He has been staying here for two days without sleep, and a man who is always neat and tidy is now covered with stubble and bloodshot eyes.Even though everyone could see that he needed to rest, no one persuaded him, because it was useless to persuade him, he couldn't hear him at all.It was as if the body stayed here, but the soul had already floated into the ward, guarding the unconscious Ye Tao there.

That night was very dangerous. When Ye Tao was sent to the hospital, his vital signs were weak, his heart and lungs failed, and his spleen was ruptured and damaged due to trauma. The so-called emergency operation was fighting death.

Zhou Ziqian stood guard outside the operating room just like now, clutching the Buddhist beads that he tore from Ye Tao's wrist at some point in his hand, and said to himself nervously: "He didn't do any evil, I was the one who did the wrong, and the one who did it was the one who did it." Me, your retribution is on me, you can take all my things, I don’t want anything, I can give you my life, as long as he is safe..."

The life and death of the man in the operating room was uncertain, and the man outside was insane. Liu Heng thought with horror, if the young master failed to survive this test, the Zhou family might be ruined.

Although Ye Tao got off the operating table, he is still not out of danger. Even the authoritative experts brought from the capital are not sure whether Ye Tao can wake up.

In the evening, Luo Dong hurried to Jizhou City Hospital, asked the doctor about Ye Tao's condition, and then grabbed Zhou Ziqian's lapel and punched him.He didn't stop knocking people to the ground, and kicked them again, as if he wished to swallow people alive. He was not much more sensible than Zhou Ziqian who went crazy that night.

Yang Zi and Duoning rushed up to stop Luo Dong, one standing in front of him, the other holding his waist and dragging him back.

Liu Heng protected Zhou Ziqian and said, "President Luo, calm down, this is a hospital..."

Luo Dong turned a deaf ear to him, was held back by Yang Zi and Duoning, and rushed forward to Zhou Ziqian, yelling with red eyes: "Zhou Erer, fuck/your mother! If something happens to him, I will cut you alive! "

Zhou Ziqian seemed completely oblivious to everything that happened around him. He picked up the dropped prayer beads, returned to the original place in a daze, and continued to fiddle with the string of beads. The corners of his bleeding mouth were still moving slightly, as if he was reciting Buddhist scriptures.

The fight here attracted the hospital staff, doctors, nurses, and security guards on the floor to rush over to stop it.

Luo Dong was forcibly dragged into the stairwell, but the curses continued: "What kind of a good man and a believer are you pretending to be? Why didn't you show mercy when you harmed him? What did he owe you to make you treat him so hard? Did you insist on him?" Are you willing to die if you have to die?"

Zhou Ziqian's hand flicking the Buddhist beads stopped, and the numbness in his eyes was replaced by deep pain. He lowered his head, covered his eyes with his hands, and murmured in a hoarse voice: "He doesn't owe me anything, he's just pitiful and shouldn't be pitiful." people……"

The author has something to say:

Uncle Ye can't time travel. If he wears it, he has to start all over again. Whether he collapses or not is another matter. I specified that he will collapse.