I'm dead again [quick time travel]

Qiao Jiu's thoughts were racing like thousands of horses galloping across the grassland.

He asked Li Chenzhou with a downcast face: "You tell me the truth, I can bear it."

Li Chenzhou: "Yeah"

Qiao Jiu looked at Li Chenzhou's surprised eyes and swallowed hard: "Am I sick?"

Li Chenzhou nodded, as if he understood what Kai Jiu was talking about, and then said: "Small illness."

"Don't worry." Li Chenzhou said, "It's just that I still have a little cold."

Qiao groaned for a long time, and lay back down again.

He spent the whole morning in the hospital on New Year's Day, drank three bottles of water, and it was already six o'clock when he was about to go home.

It was already dark, and the red street lamps were turned on one after another. There was thick snow on the ground, and the feet creaked on the ground.

Qiao Jiu wore a pair of very thin shoes, and the coolness spread from the soles of his feet.

Li Chenzhou and Mr. Qiao walked beside Qiao Jiu, one on the left and the other on the right, their strong sense of presence dispelled the chill all over their bodies.

This is really a very happy day, Qiao Jiu thought.

At this moment, Qiao Jiu thought so.

But he still doesn't know that Qiao Jiu will be like this after a long time.

think so.

He has never seen these two warm and bright eyes around him again.

This is the first time that Li Chenzhou did not spend New Year's Eve with Qiao Jiu.

Mr. Qiao was cooking in the kitchen, and Qiao Jiu followed suit, while Ms. Ke Qingyu was sitting in the living room watching TV, which was a lady's privilege.

She didn't watch the Spring Festival Gala, but was watching the video of Qiao Jiu when he was a child. On the TV, Xiao Qiao Jiu's tender voice came, calling Ma Ma and calling his father Li Chenzhou.

Qiao Jiu really wanted to pull Li Chenzhou over to let him take a good look at it. At that time, he was still so young that he could call his name clearly even when his father and mother could not yell clearly.

How touching that is.

Ms. Ke Qingyu was crying with a box of tissue paper.

Qiao Jiu subconsciously felt something was wrong.

He felt that he shouldn't just stand there in a daze, he should go into the living room to comfort her.

This thought flashed through Xin Qiaojiu's mind, and he immediately denied it.

I've comforted her, haven't I?

then why should i go

Why do you still have to do useless work?

so be it.

Qiao Jiu raised his head, facing the glass of the kitchen partition.

He saw himself in the mirror, as well as the illusory surroundings, like ripples suddenly appearing on the calm water surface, blocking everything under the water surface.

Qiao Jiu couldn't see anything but his own face.

Qiao Jiu stared at himself in the mirror and saw the smile on his face.

The corners of the mouth were slightly raised, but the eyes were very cold.

The skin laughs but the flesh does not laugh.

Qiao Jiu felt a chill on his back, like a big cold hand caressing his back, like ice.

He blinked, looked at the person in the mirror and still looked at him with that strange smile, his eyes didn't fluctuate at all, but after staring at Qiao Jiu for a few seconds, he parted his mouth, and the cold light on the ceiling hit him His white teeth were reflected in the mirror.

Tiny, hard-to-see red dots slowly appeared in Qiao Jiu's eye sockets.

It's just that he can't see it.

He stared intently at the face in the mirror.

It's him, it's not him.

The hair of the man in the mirror was much longer and a little messy. There was a thick blue color under the eye sockets, and there was tiredness between the brows and eyes. You could still see a part of the collar protruding from the neck.

If Qiao Jiu read it correctly, it was a hospital gown.

It looks clean, but no matter how clean it is, it looks old.

Qiao Jiu's breathing was stagnant, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a big hand.

Who is this?

Is this him?

Is this really him?

My mind seemed to have been hit hard, and there was a buzzing sound.

Qiao Jiu bent down and stretched out his hand to cover his heart, but in the next second he found that his hand had directly passed through his body.

A fishy sweet smell welled up from the throat.

Qiao Jiu heard someone calling him. It was very close at first, but it was getting farther and farther away. When he turned around, there was no difference, and he couldn't see where the person who called him was.

Qiao Jiu was very anxious, and he didn't know what he was anxious about. He looked left and right, wanting to find the person who called him quickly.

The original gentle white light became more and more glaring, Qiao Jiu opened his eyes wide, tears were falling down quickly.

Suddenly someone held his hand with very light force, but Qiao Jiu calmed down all of a sudden, the dazzling white light slowly faded away, Qiao Jiu's tears fell down, he raised his head, and looked at the person beside him with misty eyes. people.

"Li Chenzhou..."

The author has something to say:

Ah, why is it so short...

Because tomorrow will not be short!