The King of Rebirth in the End Times

"Qinglan, if you are tired, go home and go to sleep."

Su Mo watched with distress as her child came to the hospital to accompany him every day after class, and the national college entrance examination was due in more than half a year. Even if the school had evening self-study, he stubbornly preferred to ask for leave and deliver fresh soup on time.

The children of other people's families are not cared about by their grandparents like treasures, but Qinglan doesn't have this kind of treatment anymore. Thinking of the woman who often visits Fang's family with gifts, she can't help but feel tight in her chest.

The young man's face was reflected in the clear black pupils, her smile and concern were not faked at all, Su Qinglan who was lying on the edge of the bed suddenly didn't want to interrupt the other party, just quietly watched him pass away for decades Mother.

People with supernatural powers who are developing human potential usually have a good memory, and the images deep in the memory come to mind, and he will not admit it... This is his blood relative, and the person in the other party's eyes is clearly himself when he was a teenager.

The warm sunlight shines in from the corner of the curtain, but it lacks the tingling feeling brought by the radiation. Breathing the air without any dusty smell, the heart overflows with sweetness like honey. Is this the feeling called happiness? , Su Qinglan's fingers twitched slightly, and the control over her body began to return.

If this was a false scene woven by memory, it would be too real. With his five senses compared to Superman, he couldn't find any flaws. If there is such a powerful person with supernatural powers, how could he not receive relevant information.

In fact, he has vaguely guessed a possibility, but this possibility is really ridiculous, even a strong man who controls the time ability cannot turn back time.

Sliding her fingers into the pocket of her trousers, she touched a hard metal object. Su Qinglan held it in her hand and took it out.He opened the flip phone, which was probably new, and saw the phone that had been reduced to scrap in the apocalypse. He was inexplicably nostalgic for the vicissitudes of life, and the time was displayed on the fluorescent phone screen.

Thursday, November 2012, 11.

A miracle of time...or malicious deception?

Heart skipping a beat, Su Qinglan sat up with lowered eyes, hiding his overly complicated eyes, and now he was going to confirm his guess.The woman's hand was lowered following his movement, Su Qinglan wiped the tears on her face with the back of her hand, said something in a low voice, got up and left the ward.

"I go out for a while."

Swallowing the word 'Mom' silently, Su Qinglan's pride did not allow him to call a guy who might be a counterfeit his mother before confirming it. That would not only insult him, but also despise his mother.

If... If it's really you, please let me, who is wandering in the last days, hug you again, please.

The young man who walked out of the hospital turned his head and took a deep breath. Who would have thought that the high-rise hospital here would become the point of battle between him and the zombies. Any medicine that has not expired is a rare commodity in the last days. He is Here, he personally cremated his mother's body that was about to mutate.

Su Qinglan walked very slowly, with her spine straight, and every time she came to a crossroad, she would stop, like a returning traveler, covered in wind, frost and exhaustion, and then choose a road that seemed familiar to her, even if she chose the wrong one. It doesn't matter, he will find the right way back after all.

This place is completely different from the rebuilt Shanghai. Such a prosperous and bustling provincial capital makes Su Qinglan feel strange.That's right... Even if the zombies are driven away and the city is taken back, the former Glorious Pearl will no longer be able to regain its pre-apocalyptic brilliance.

Shanghai, this is not the place where Su Qinglan grew up, but it is the place that left the deepest impression on him.There are sorrows and joys. In the 32 years of the last days, he finally returned to this city alive, which is the beginning and the end of everything.

The piercing sound of brakes sounded on the road, startling the passers-by.

"You're looking for death, you don't even look at the traffic lights when crossing the road!"

The driver stuck his head out from the car window and couldn't help cursing unhappily when he saw the young man who was still in a daze outside. Fortunately, the other party changed the direction in time before hitting him, and then he turned his head and explained to the customer in embarrassment. Brake hard.

The boy in front of the taxi glanced at the car indifferently, lowered his head to look at his swollen ankle, ignored the driver's reaction and left slowly.

In the end, it was because the place where he lived all year round was the end of the world, so he didn't have a dangerous reaction to the car rushing towards him. Su Qinglan, who hadn't adapted to this ordinary body, almost ignored it.

After all, there were too few things that could make him feel a sense of crisis. He thought he could avoid it by taking a few quick steps as usual, but... the hasty escape caused him to twist.

After walking for a while, cold sweat was already pouring out of her head, Su Qinglan picked a clean wall to lean against without saying a word, the young man bent down twisted his ankle with his hand, the fingers that used to crush bones are now struggling Only then can I straighten my ankle, but in order not to leave any hidden dangers, I am afraid I have to find a place to rest for a while.

Suddenly the young man laughed out loud, and under the puzzled eyes of passers-by, the low laughter finally turned into a loud laugh. After Su Qinglan figured out the current situation, she didn't know what to say. Worse than now, and never luckier than now.

How many people, how many people miss their past life like crazy. This is a world that can only be seen in dreams. They want to make it a treasure in their hands, but they find it is so fragile.

Back to the past... What a return to the past!

Looking at this city, Su Qinglan's heart was pierced like a knife, and she was almost out of breath from her outburst of emotions.

Three days before the end of the apocalypse, his mother will die tomorrow because the rescue failed. His father will let a strange woman enter the house. A trace of power so weak that even the lowest level of zombies can't be killed.

He couldn't save his mother, and he didn't have the time to drive that woman out of the house, and he couldn't change the approaching apocalyptic era, and the country would never believe a person's 'nonsense'.

Su Qinglan hated the unchangeable fact so feebly, why at this point in time, if he was reborn a year earlier... no, a month would be fine.

God, why are you so cruel, what is more painful than losing again, obviously happiness is close at hand, all he sees is desolation and despair.

There is only a thin line between heaven and hell. Does he want to repeat that kind of life again?