Self-guided daily life after rebirth

"Didi-di-di-di-"

The cold wake-up bell rang.

The personal terminal is always a machine, even if it is equipped with a weak artificial intelligence, it cannot achieve the goal of complete humanity, and the program set in the past ensures that its ringtone will continue until the owner is awakened from sleep.

Therefore, in the room that is empty except for necessary furniture such as a bed and a table, the ringing of the bell repeats and reverberates endlessly like a god of death.

Until the haggard middle-aged man on the bed opened his eyes.

Detecting a change in the sleeping state, the personal terminal finally stopped the loud, cold and mechanical ringing.

The huge house suddenly became quiet.

The only source of sound disappeared, and there was no sound in my ears.

— as quiet as a morgue.

This thought suddenly popped into Su Tong's mind, and he twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly.

Like like it.

It doesn't matter anyway.

He raised his hand and gently placed it on his forehead, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath wearily.

He should feel relieved.

The mortgage and car loan were paid off yesterday, and the two mountains that had always been on his back were finally slowly dug up by him at the speed of a foolish old man—but his back had been deformed under the weight of years.

He had thought he should feel relieved.

But no.

His mental spine has been twisted, and he can't straighten up. The biological clock he has developed in a long and hard life and the alarm clock he forgot to turn off last night reminded him to get up at six o'clock in the morning.

He had wanted a good night's sleep.

But I can't sleep anymore.

His brain was dull and aching, his body was as heavy as lead, and he was restrained by exhaustion everywhere. Lifting an arm was all he could do.

but……

But that feeling is definitely not relief.

Probably numbness.

Terrible.

But maybe it's okay to let it go like this...or worse.

Su Tong thought inexplicably.

after all……

Nothing could get any worse.

Is not it?

……

get up.

It is already 2045.

Technological progress drives social development, and also promotes productivity improvement.

The smart home system has fully matured and has already entered thousands of households, and the most cutting-edge part has even tried to be equipped with strong artificial intelligence, which has almost achieved complete intelligence-but such top technology belongs only to the world standing at the top of the pyramid. Top few people use.

The brilliance of technology benefits all human beings.

And the poor are not human.

He is very clear.

The reward he earned from working hard and sweating blood and sweat for half his life in traditional industries was only enough for him to buy this two-bedroom house in a first-tier city, and barely found a resting place in the steel jungle.

But even this is enough to make many people envious.

Housing prices in first-tier cities are a series of numbers that make all young people desperate. That series of numbers means that even if they get lucky and win the lottery jackpot, they may not be able to buy a property.

But it has nothing to do with him.

Su Tong walked stiffly to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

Today's breakfast is milk bread and poached eggs.

Yesterday's breakfast was also milk bread and poached eggs.

It was also the day before yesterday.

The same breakfast at different times, how long has he been eating the third one...

He can't remember.

I don't even bother to think about it.

Speaking of which, he seemed to have an extraordinary pursuit of all kinds of delicacies in the past, and he once thought about traveling all over the world to taste all kinds of delicacies.

When did that idea come?

Su Tong chewed the bland bread slowly, feeling the rough fibers being ground in his mouth, and mixed together under the action of saliva.

One, two, three, four...45.

45 chews.

Two slices of bread, a cup of warm milk, and a poached egg, the number of chewing times required to swallow them into the stomach is exactly 45 times.

He remembered it clearly.

very clear.

But why can't he remember when he wanted to eat all over the country...

Oh.

He remembered.

Probably in high school or college.

At that time, he still had enthusiasm for life, had unrealistic fantasies and luck, and felt that he could be redeemed after all.

Who hasn't passed secondary school.

He thought, with a pale and feeble smile on the corner of his mouth.

It was fine then.

Because at that time he at least had a way forward.

But now...

After drinking the last sip of milk, Su Tong stood up and washed the dishes.

Nothing to do.

He suddenly felt a little at a loss, stumbled and sat down on the sofa in the living room, and then scanned everything around him.

The living room is hardcover, very good.

The sofa was carefully selected by him in the furniture city, and it was very good.

In the TV cabinet opposite the sofa is the game console that he wanted to play and buy when he was young.

Also good.

But why... do I always feel like something is missing?

He has been thinking this way since he paid off the last mortgage yesterday.

Something seemed to be missing in his life.

A huge gap tore him apart, from the head to the neck to the chest cavity to the abdomen, and then the chrysalis of loneliness and weakness burst out and filled all corners of his boring body.

He bent down and pressed his chest and abdomen as if he had been shot. Feeling the sudden dull pain, he couldn't breathe.

Su Tong finally thought of it.

People are constantly moving forward, but moving forward requires direction.

Houses, cars, tickets, women, money, status.

It's all direction.

The essence is greed, wanting to possess, it doesn't matter its bright or dark attributes, as long as it can provide the desire or the motivation to move on, it is enough.

But he has no greed.

He has no desires.

Before his mother passed away, he asked him to live, hoping that he would live happily.

And the happiness he understands is the goal his mother set for him during his lifetime - to take root in a big city, buy a car and a house.

He has done it.

So, he didn't know what to do.

He lost [direction].

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The mind is dominated by the body.

In a daze, he had already gone downstairs, walking aimlessly.

The surroundings gradually turned from silent to noisy.

There is a square nearby.

He knows.

The square is very lively.

It was early morning, and there were people walking and chatting in the square.

In the high-tech era, information-based teaching has replaced the traditional teaching mode, so students are no longer seen on the road.

There are only a group of elderly people walking and playing chess, playing Tai Chi, and dancing square dances in front of them—at least at this time, the early morning in 2045 is the same as the early morning in 2015.

Here reality and memory suddenly overlap.

Su Tong took a step in a daze.

But the exhaustion and weakness coming from his feet and legs reminded him again...he was about to step into the ranks of the group of elderly people in front of him.

Su Tong was silent and moved forward.

The surrounding area is very lively.

There is a big sister in a dance skirt twisting her waist and doing a square dance.

There is a pregnant woman with a big belly holding her husband's hand and slowly walking along the park with a happy expression on her face.

There are two big brothers sitting in the gazebo, under the watchful eyes of a circle of old people, playing chess with blushing faces and happy smiles from time to time.

They all had smiles on their feet.

Only he doesn't.

He just squinted his eyes slightly, walking blankly in the extraordinarily violent morning sunlight.

There was an old couple coming towards them.

Gray hair, wrinkled face, you can even see the obvious age spots on the cheeks.

He is about to die, and his life will not be long.

Maybe it should be described like this?

But they laughed.

The old woman supported the old man, and the old man supported the walker. The old couple walked slowly. Their eyes were as clear as children, shining in the morning sun.

Very dazzling.

Su Tong thought.