Investment Life

The raindrops slapped on the window, and the wipers swept out a blur of water marks.The light from the headlights was drowned out by the heavy rain, leaving only a phantom, and the flickering road signs receded rapidly, like terrifying ghosts.

"Shen Jiankun, tell me clearly!"

The voice was loud, familiar, and full of anger.His body was trembling slightly, his vision was pitch black, and it was bitingly cold.

"I said, we can pay back the money together! There is news that the stamp duty will be immediately..."

The wheels ran over the speed bump suddenly, and the strong bumps were accompanied by the sound of creaking rubber friction.

"Can't afford it? What do you mean?!"

Clenching the phone tightly, the sound of heavy breathing echoed in the car.

"30 years old? Am I not 30 years old?! You have a fucking younger brother!...Don't fucking talk about Song Bureau, don't fucking talk about the money, tell me! Tell me the fuck talk!!"

The growl was replaced by a whisper, soft and painful, full of apology... A beeping blind voice rang in my ears.

Something slipped from the eye sockets, and a bright light suddenly penetrated the rain curtain, penetrated the haze in front of his eyes, and hit him straight.There were screams in my ears, and the screeching of tires slipping, the glass was instantly shattered, the iron bars were inserted into the skull, the knees and ribs were crushed and torn, and the pain was overwhelming.

"Ugh..."

With a slight tremor, Chen Yuanming opened his eyes.The pain was so real, it followed like a shadow, cold sweat slid down his back, wet the clothes on his body, he was gasping for breath, trying to escape from the nightmare, but the heavy quilt was pressing on his body, like a huge rock, even his fingertips Can't move an inch.

He gasped for a long time, letting the pain sweep over him until two other voices came from the silence.One deep and one shallow, two breathing sounds.The heavy one snorts slightly, with a bit of mouth from time to time, making a slight grinding sound of the teeth, while the other one is much softer, just a steady snort, one inhale and one exhale, as peaceful and peaceful as anyone falling into a sweet dream.Accompanied by these two voices, Chen Yuanming finally relaxed his body and escaped from the nightmare.

All the imaginary pain faded away, leaving only the sticky feeling of sweat, the long clothes and long trousers were all soaked, and the body was as cold as if soaked in ice water.After hesitating for a while, Chen Yuanming reached into the quilt and took off his clothes carefully.It is the beginning of January, long past the heating season, but there is no warmth in the room. The cold wind blows in through the cracks in the window and blows on the face. The temperature in the room is almost the same as that outside. It was stuffed with old cotton, thick and heavy, and it couldn't be covered with heat, and it was even more tormenting when it was soaked in cold sweat.

Under the influence of the cold, his mind gradually regained clarity, but his movements became slower.This room was only about ten square meters, and the small bed was squeezed into the corner by the window, only three or four steps away from the other big bed, and the two people on the bed would wake up if they were not careful.The autumn clothes were very loose, but when he took them off, the neckline still rubbed against the bandaged gauze on his head, causing a burst of real pain.Chen Yuanming didn't make any sound, and gently put the two wet clothes beside the pillow.

Moonlight shone in through the thin curtains, and the bright silver light like a street lamp fell on the pillow, reflecting a thin arm.The complexion is a bit dark, there is almost no flesh on the wrist bones, the fingers are very long, and the knuckles in the middle are dry and protruding. Only from here can one see the appearance of an adult.Looking at this hand, Chen Yuanming was in a daze. In his impression, this hand should be bigger and more powerful. The back of the hand was covered with blue veins, because the joints were deformed due to hard work in the early years... It should have been a man's hand , not boys.

The cold wind penetrated into the quilt along the elbows, making the already not warm quilt even colder.There was a rustling sound from the buckwheat husk pillow, which was hard against the wound on the top of the head.Chen Yuanming slowly retracted his hand and tucked the quilt tightly.It's been the seventh day, since the fight, suddenly there are a lot of things in my head, a lot of people, on the contrary, everything around me has become strange, as distant and blurred as if I had been away for decades.He once thought that his head was broken and he had some kind of mental illness, but the continuous and extremely real nightmares made him unable to deceive himself anymore.

What was in the dream was a car accident, slowed down over and over again, a tragic car accident accurate to the second.He can still clearly remember that the car he was driving was an oyster gray Audi A6L, and he was heading towards the Chengdu-Chongqing Expressway along the 318 National Highway. He has driven that road many times, and he is so familiar with it that he can drive it even when he closes his eyes. But that phone call, that heavy rain, that stalled pickup truck ruined it all.In the car accident, he died without even leaving his body.

But everything is so ridiculous.Because now, right now, is 1991.

In this era, there should be no Audi, no "FAW-Volkswagen", no such terms as "318 National Highway" and "Chengdu Expressway" in his memory.But the memory in his mind is so realistic, so real that it makes people creepy. He seems to have finished his life, but it is just like an old tape, which is quickly reversed back to side A.

What deviated from the normal track and plunged him into endless nightmares, and who was the one who died?Is it himself?If that's real, who am I now?

The thoughts in his head were overflowing, and the wound on his head was throbbing. Amidst the pain and confusion, Chen Yuanming slowly curled up and closed his eyes.

作者有话要说：注：1991年2月6日，一汽和德国大众合资成立一汽-大众，2005年奥迪A6L出产。

The Chengdu-Chongqing Expressway opened to traffic in 1995.

This time, there are still some textual researches on the real-to-rebirth flow, but since I am not a financial professional at all, if there are any unreliable mistakes, it is Baidu's fault! (Escape and this article will involve some real companies and people's names. Those in China will use pseudonyms instead, and foreign countries will use them. Goldfinger is cool, and the relationship line is a bit bloody, so...