Die Another Day Reborn

Yu Yongnian thinks he is an actor, even though he is nearly forty years old, he is still playing tricks.Back then, in order to fulfill his star dream, he resolutely resigned from the public office, and even had an affair with his parents and girlfriend. He left his hometown and went straight to the famous film and television city in the country. Since then, he has refused to move. It has been more than ten years now.

He has no opportunities, no connections, and no good looks, all he has is a heart that wants to be famous.He firmly believes that his talents are underappreciated, as long as he continues to work hard, he will definitely be spotted by a famous director as a late bloomer, so who is not only in his 30s, but still soaring into the sky?

So even though he can only act as a dead body and a bum, can't speak a few lines all year round, and his income is so low that he can barely make ends meet, he is still full of enthusiasm and ideals, and works very hard, even exercising regularly for an hour every day to keep fit.With his little income, he can only live in the cheap suburbs with few people, and it is quite convenient to run for free.

It was still dark after dinner, and it was time for fitness again. He put on his sneakers and trotted out humming a song. After running for less than 10 minutes, he heard a strange sound, which seemed to come from the abandoned old warehouse on the side of the road. Come.He couldn't help standing still, and listened carefully again. It really wasn't something wrong with his ears, but someone was indeed screaming, and there was also a large group of men laughing and joking.

His first reaction was that the hooligan gang was committing a crime, and he was filled with righteous indignation, wishing to rush in immediately, but the large number of opponents made him hesitate, so he stepped back a few steps and called the police.

Originally, this was fine, but the victim's screams were so terrible that he lifted his feet up and put them down again, but he still couldn't pass his own test.

He spun around and searched by the side of the road. With a thick branch in his left hand and a large brick in his right, he kicked open the warehouse door and barged in with his eyes wide open.

The warehouse was suddenly quiet, and the men who were about to rape the victims all turned their heads to look at him, he rushed over to hit him regardless, and used all the moves he learned from Wu Zhi, not talking nonsense with these hooligans .

Kicking away several people with momentum, he saw the victim surrounded in the middle - she was a beauty, and her clothes were almost stripped, and the used needles were lying on the ground, apparently she had been drugged, that face And a little familiar.

At first glance, he didn't think of it, because all the beauties are about the same now, and this person's eyes are closed due to a drug attack, and his long hair still covers half of his face.He didn't see clearly until he kicked two more people away, and suddenly remembered who this person was, and looked down to be more sure - a man!He is still a well-known young idol with a weird surname, Ji or something.

He rushed over with such a mighty expression, the group of gangsters were really scared, seeing that his fists and feet were still only a few axes, they got up arrogantly and surrounded him, and began to summon their companions to fight to death together.

Two fists are no match for four hands, he knew it well before he made a decision, but since he had already entered, he could only do his own thing, and was worrying about how to get this drugged person out, when he heard the leader of the NPC He shouted, "Take care of both, don't leave anyone alive."

He felt a little bit in his heart, knowing that it was over, he could only lunge at the victim to help them block the rainstorm of fists and feet.Soon, the pain was gone, he gritted his teeth and resisted the wish to pass out, no matter how many punches and kicks there were behind him, he would stick to his position and would not move even if he died.

It may be that the shock was too strong, the victim who was pressed by him slowly opened his eyes, spitting white foam from his mouth, and uttered two words indistinctly.

He hugged the man close to his ear, and asked with all his strength, "What?"

"..."

His consciousness is not very clear anymore, it sounds like "fame" and "Myojin", he only has a wry smile in his heart, hey, are you still thinking about your little reputation?It's hard to save your life.Calling the Jade Emperor is useless now, which god will come to save us?

"..." The victim didn't know what to see, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he trembled as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and repeated those two words again while spitting white foam.

He couldn't help being a little curious, and wanted to turn around to see what was there, but at this moment, a heavy blow hit his head, his head became hot, and viscous liquid flowed down the back of his head.

This is really the end... People are mortal, and he also knows that he will die sooner or later, but he has worked so hard to live until now, unknown but full of hope, he really doesn't want to die now.

There are still too many things to do, too many dreams to come true, his elderly parents are still angry with him, and he has no wife or son of his own... He is reluctant to die, even if he lives an ordinary and humble life, he still thinks his Life can continue to struggle for 30 years.

Reluctantly, he has come here, as a mortal, he has nothing to do, he can only stretch out his hand and touch his head with difficulty, close his eyes with too much heart, and then he is kicked away by the person behind him.

Then he had a very, very long dream, maybe this is the brain activity when people are on the verge of death... But the content of this dream was so bad that he didn't even know anyone in the dream, and he even thought about it. Those people were crying with grief.

He is on the road to death, and he still can't dream of his relatives and friends, but feels sad for a group of strangers like a paranoid, this cup is already unreasonable.

Does this mean that he is not dead yet?His desire to survive has become extremely strong, he cannot die, he does not want to die, if God can give him a chance, he will definitely live well and work harder than before.

Among the countless messy video fragments, his body feels uncomfortable, he is nauseous, he wants to vomit, and with these discomforts, comes a greater surprise—these painful feelings prove that he is indeed still alive.

In the tossing of pain and joy, a voice spoke in his ear. He desperately wanted to respond, but his throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound. He couldn't help becoming anxious, so afraid of being treated as a corpse. The right signal must be sent.

After trying his best again and again, he finally heard a hoarse gasp in his throat, and a clumsy monosyllable, and he woke up.

The first time he woke up, he saw the face of a young man. Although he could not see clearly, his body had already started to tremble unconsciously.

He's scared, even though he doesn't know the man at all.After he blinked a few times and saw the other person's facial features clearly, he was sure that he had never seen this person before, but he had appeared in the dream just now.

This familiar stranger had a face that could be an idol. Although his complexion was a bit tired, the aura around him was hard to describe. He looked down at him with cold and stern eyes, and his face was completely expressionless.

He was not timid, so he restrained his instinctive fear and looked straight at the other party with countless questions in his eyes.

The stranger also stared into his eyes, and smiled at him for at least ten seconds. The smile didn't seem to be kind, but contemptuous and mocking, "Are you awake? Tell me, what's going on."

He was completely confused, how could he know what was going on?It was the man who had to tell him what was going on.

"You..." He raised the hand with the needle tremblingly, wanting to ask who this stranger was, but when he saw his fingertips, he immediately silenced himself.

It's not his finger!How can his hands be so beautiful?How can the skin be so delicate and fair?And the voice of the mouth is completely wrong!

He couldn't help shaking again, and stretched out his hand to touch his head...the hair is so long!No wounds!No bandages!No matter how daring he was, he would scare half of his soul away. He bumped his teeth for a long time before he spoke intermittently, "Mirror...give me a mirror!"

The stranger glanced at him, and the corner of his perfectly shaped mouth twitched slightly, "Don't worry, you are not disfigured."

"No... Please, give me a mirror!" He couldn't care who this person was anymore, and he didn't have any curiosity anymore, he didn't even know who he was.

Seeing his terrified expression, the stranger finally reached into the pocket of his coat on the chair, took out a small mirror and handed it to him.

He quickly took it and opened it, the face in the mirror made him stunned, he really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Seeing his face full of astonishment and a frozen look, the stranger reached out and snatched the mirror, "Why are you in a daze? Out of your mind?"

"You..." He had to resist the urge to yell, because the person in the mirror was not him, but the victim.What about him?Where did he go?

"Okay, calm down, let's talk." The stranger was still expressionless, but there were a thousand beasts running wildly in his heart.

"I... I was kidnapped, and... I got an injection. And... I was almost..." He stammered, looking at the stranger tentatively.

"It didn't work." The stranger's tone was calm and cold, "Get to the point."

He stared and cursed inwardly, such an arrogant attitude!He is still a patient who has just struggled from the death line!The point... yes, there is still a point!

"I just got an injection, and someone rushed in to save me! His name is Yu Yongnian, where is he now?" He sat up crookedly, reached out and grabbed the man's sleeve, his tone extremely eager .

"Save you?" The stranger's expression finally changed slightly, "Is that person saving you?"

"Yes! He's an actor! Where is he? How is he? Is there anything wrong?" He was even more excited, and stretched out his fingers to grab the man's arm.

Despite his arrogance, the man did not avoid his overstepping movements. Instead, he reached out to support his chin, looked into his eyes with scrutiny, and let him go when he saw that he was starting to struggle.

"How do you know his occupation, his name? You were overdosed and unconscious."

Is this man a detective?It doesn't look like it.His heart shivered, and he lowered his head, "I woke up halfway. He was beaten very badly, and he told me about his funeral. I barely remember these two things."

The man looked at him for a while, then nodded slightly, "He's in the hospital, there's not much hope."

He raised his head abruptly, suppressed all other panicked questions, and only begged the man, "Can I go and see him?"

"Yes." After the man answered briefly, he frowned slightly and looked at him again, "You just woke up, let's do a checkup first."

He waited anxiously, and soon a middle-aged doctor came to the room, took his blood pressure and pulse, and said to the man with a smile: "Mr. Ji, there is nothing serious."

The man even smiled and nodded to the doctor, although he still had a condescending tone, "You can just call me Mingshen. You have served our family for many years, so why be polite."

Mingshen... He pricked up his ears when he heard the name, and immediately remembered the two words that the victim had uttered. It turned out...it was Ji Mingshen.