Ji Ling finally glanced at the painful and sad faces of the men. He slowly closed his eyes and listened to the countdown of the system. Three, two, one, transmission began... His consciousness was completely plunged into darkness.

When went back, it seemed no different from when came, and there was no feeling of teleportation.

Ji Ling meditated in his heart for ten seconds, then tried to open his eyes.

But he was like being trapped in a nightmare. Although he was extremely awake, he couldn't control his body. He couldn't open his eyelids because of the heavy eyelids. There seemed to be intermittent sounds coming from his ears, which seemed to be from another dimension. come...

"Look, he has a reaction!"

"It's incredible, I'm actually conscious again."

"Go and call Director Liu to come and have a look!"

Ji Ling wanted to listen for a while longer, but it was really blurry. He finally got a little anxious, so he called the system in his mind, but after calling for a long time, there was no answer, just like the system never existed.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a strong sense of exhaustion, and he fell into a deep sleep uncontrollably.

………………

He was like a dream.

In the dream, he used the identity of someone else to live a short and vigorous life, and now it is finally over.

When he regained consciousness again, Ji Ling tried hard to open his eyes, but this time he opened them smoothly without any hindrance. The dream woke up, it was over, and the system also left...

He came home.

The line of sight in front of him gradually became clear. Ji Ling met the anxious and worried eyes of his parents. Looking at their faces that seemed to be much older and haggard in a short period of time, he felt very guilty. "Dad, mom..."

Dad Ji is a refined-looking middle-aged man. He doesn't seem to have trimmed his beard for a few days. The sleeves of his shirt are rolled up at will, and his collar is wrinkled as if he hasn't changed clothes in a few days. He said hoarsely, "Xiao Ling …”

Ji's mother is a capable strong woman. She always pays attention to her clothes on weekdays, but at the moment there is no makeup on her face, and her hair is simply tied behind her head. She finally waited until her son woke up, turned her face away, wiped her eyes, and then Only then did he turn around and choked: "You, you child..."

Ji Ling's lips moved slightly: "Sorry, I made you worry..."

He thought for a while, then asked, "How long have I been in a coma?"

Ji's mother said, "Three days."

For the past three days, Ji Ling was lying in the intensive care unit. The doctor told them that if Ji Ling could not wake up within a week, he might never wake up again.

These three days have been a torment for them all the time.

Ji Ling's eyes were dazed for a moment, he had been in that world for so long, it turned out that only three days had passed in this world...

If all those memories were not so clear and profound, he might have thought that he was really dreaming.

I don't know why, thinking of the last scene before leaving, my heart is inexplicably depressed and dull. He just wants to go home, he just wants to help as many people as possible, and he doesn't want to bear too many conscience responsibilities. Inescapable factors, try to make up for their mistakes. However, it still hurts some people...

At this time, Ji Ling felt her hand tighten, and her mother grabbed his hand and looked at him tenderly: "Just wake up."

Ji Ling met her mother's eyes and was stunned for a moment. After a while, the confusion in her eyes dissipated, and she lowered her eyes and gave a soft "um".

Yeah, what was he confused about just now? This is what he has always pursued, it is his real world, with his real relatives, and everything he can never give up...

He should be happy, shouldn't he?

If something is doomed to fail, instead of staying in place, it is better to look forward bravely and be grateful for what you have now.

He should be content.

Ji Ling said softly in his heart: Thank you, System.

Although this task was not smooth, I did not do well enough, and there were some bickering and unpleasantness in the middle... But thank you for choosing me and giving me a chance to do it all over again.

………………

A few days later, Ji Ling moved out of the intensive care unit and was admitted to the general ward. During this time, Ji's father and Ji's mother were always by his side.

Knowing that he was finally out of danger, relatives and friends came to visit.

Ji Ling's eldest uncle, second uncle, third uncle, first aunt, second aunt, third aunt, uncle, second uncle, first aunt, second aunt, cousins, cousins, cousins, cousins, classmates, classmates Friends, neighbors, mom's colleagues, dad's friends... all came to see him.

I came here on the first day I lived in the local area, the second day when the news was slower, and after a few days when I was out of town, I came here one after another. On weekends, it was a peak time for people, and the ward was full of traffic.

The house is full of flowers and fruits.

Every day, Ji Ling was touched by several elders with concern, touched his head, encouraged and concerned, and then smiled and said thank you more than ten times. Fortunately, everyone was very considerate that he had just woken up, and his body was still relatively weak, and he was reluctant to disturb the rest of the child. usually only stay for a few minutes before going out, and then chatting with his parents outside for at least half an hour.

Ji Ling recovered very well after waking up, and there was good news that made him very happy, he received an admission letter from his favorite school.

Ji's father specifically asked the doctor. The doctor said that it was a miracle that Ji Ling was able to wake up. Now everything is in good condition. If it continues like this, he will be discharged from the hospital in more than two months, which should not delay the child's schooling. Ji's mother thinks that it is not important whether the school will be delayed or not. It would be good for her son to wake up, but she is still very happy that her son is recovering quickly, and his spirit is obviously improved.

Ji Ling regained his own mobile phone. He was unfamiliar and familiar. He hadn't been on it for a few days. The news on WeChat and QQ was about to explode. He hurriedly reported safety in the group, and replied to his friends' messages one by one, saying: I managed to survive safely, so don't worry, and take a selfie with a hospital gown.

In the dead of night, he will think of everything these days...

It's all so real, he's really back.

Not dreaming.

very nice.

Although Ji's family is not a rich family, the conditions are still good. Ji's father has a photography studio, and Ji's mother works in the management of a large company, so Ji Ling lives alone in a ward, and Ji's mother sleeps next to it at night. bed-on escort.

Ji Ling didn't fall asleep that night, so he quietly glanced next to him to make sure that his mother wasn't awake. He secretly picked up his mobile phone to browse the web page, and suddenly moved abruptly... He remembered that the system had left him an email before he left.

Now that I am back, should I thank you and report safety? Anyway, I was a friend, but I felt a little sorry for missing the system.

So Ji Ling opened the mailbox, entered the account number that the system told him, and sent a letter to the other party: I'm home, everything is fine, don't read.

Then he put the phone on the pillow and fell asleep in a daze.

………………

Ji's mother's name is Yang Wei. She took half a month's leave to take care of her son. She got up early every morning and made breakfast for her son. She gently woke Ji Ling up, helped him sit up to eat, and Ji Ling leaned on him obediently. Sitting on the pillow, remembering the letter he sent last night, he couldn't wait to pick up the phone to see if there was any reply.

Seeing this scene, Yang Wei smiled helplessly, grabbed his mobile phone and put it by the bedside, and said angrily, "What's the hurry, I'll look at it later."

Today's children, you can't even look at your phone for a while.

Ji Ling was a little embarrassed, so she had to bow her head obediently to eat breakfast, and waited for her mother to leave before picking up the phone again.

Seeing this, was a little disappointed, and the system did not reply.

But Ji Ling thought about it and thought that this is normal... After all, the mission is over, and the world is full of feasts.

Today is rare and more leisurely, Ji Ling is a little bored, and there are no guests coming over for the time being, so he quietly opened a website called Jinjiang Literature City with his back to the outside, and searched for a novel called "The Fascination in the Stars"...

Although have long been familiar with the danmei culture on the Internet today, but before the time travel, really hadn't read this kind of novel once.

don't know why, but always feel ashamed of being a thief...

He poked his phone lightly and glanced at the refreshing green-interface. Although he had read the version given by the system before, and read it several times as a guide, he almost started to read it...

When look at it now, it feels completely different from when watched it before, and the mood is not the same, and it is extraordinarily complicated.

Especially when I saw the paragraph describing Ning Yu, the author used various words to describe his integrity and kindness... Ji Ling was even more deeply moved. He couldn't help but click on the comment box and express his own comments with sincerity: white cut black , this is a black and white, don't be deceived!

However, because the author ended early, there are not many people below. Even if it is written, no one will read it and no one will care. After Ji Ling commented, he felt that it was a bit of a waste of his feelings. For this world, it is an irrelevant article. It's just an important tanmei essay...

Who would have thought that there is such a real world outside this world?

Ji Ling suddenly lost interest in continuing to read, and was about to put down his phone, when an exclamation came from beside him, so frightened that he almost threw the phone out: "Wow! Ling Ling, you are reading Tanmeiwen!! !"

Ji Ling: "..."

He looked up at the girl in front of him who was wearing a grey-pink spliced ​​dress, with long hair and a shawl. His face suddenly turned red, and he stuttered and couldn't speak, too, too shameful! Why are you shouting so loudly! ! !

An Shuangshuang came to visit his cute little cousin after class, and deliberately slowed down in order to surprise him, but unexpectedly saw the child secretly reading Danmeiwen! Looking at Ji Ling's blushing shy face, she couldn't help teasing her and said, "Oh, what are you doing so nervously, isn't it just reading a tanmei article? Could it be that you have some secrets?"

What does it mean to not just read a tanmei article? Aren't you the one making the fuss?

Ji Ling was unhappy and said with a stinky face, "What secret can I have."

An Shuangshuang rubbed her cousin's head to herself, um, the hand-feeling was as good as ever, she giggled: "I didn't realize that you still like to watch this before, and I like to watch it too! Why don't I Can I recommend some good articles for you?"

Ji Ling: ...

He turned his head and snorted, "I'm not interested."

An Shuangshuang leaned over to straighten his face, and stared sharply into his eyes: "Are you really not interested?"

Ji Ling's face turned red, and he said decisively, "Really!"

He is a straight man, why did he read Tanmeiwen! Not interested, absolutely not interested!

It was just a momentary sloppiness just now!

An Shuangshuang sighed in disappointment, then smiled again, and said, "Forget it if you're not interested, then what kind of novel are you interested in? Let me recommend you something else? Take beauty?"

Ji Ling had a toothache: "...I want to go out for a walk."

An Shuangshuang would bully Ji Ling on weekdays, but now Ji Ling is injured and hospitalized. He is the biggest in the world. He is naturally obedient to him.

As he said that, he rushed over and pushed a wheelchair over. In fact, Ji Ling was much better, but his family still treated him with great care, as if he was a broken baby.

An Shuangshuang bent over and made a gesture of invitation, then smiled and said with a wink, "Master Ji, where do you want to go now?"

Ji Ling: ...

No, that's enough, don't do that.

Looking at Ji Ling's stiff expression, An Shuangshuang couldn't help but feel happy, raised the corners of his mouth and snickered, pushed him to the garden behind the inpatient department, and then said attentively, "Master Ji, what would you like to drink? I'll buy it for you!"

Ji Ling: ...

An Shuangshuang didn't wait for him to answer, clenched his fist with one hand and hit his palm, hahahahahahaha laughed: "I see, I'm going to buy Ji Shao his favorite pearl milk tea today! Wait a minute, the little one will go. !"

Dramatic! You've never finished talking to yourself!

Ji Ling was almost powerless to complain, seeing An Shuangshuang running away, leaning back on the chair, raised his head, squinted his eyes, and pulled the corners of his mouth.

Ji Shao...

He thought he would never hear that name again.

………………

In the same hospital, in a senior ward, the man on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

He has a handsome face with sharp edges and corners, short black hair and black eyes. Because of the injury, his face is a little morbidly pale. His eyes are as deep as a bottomless abyss. ice field.

He slowly turned his eyes, and after a while, a trace of doubt slowly appeared in the cold eyes.

where is he?

Is he still alive?

A few seconds later, a memory belonging to someone else flooded his mind like a flood of dykes, causing him to frown in pain.

After a long time, Jing Sui's expression slowly returned to calm.

He actually came back to life and returned to the earth in ancient times, becoming a man named Fu Jingshen, all of which made him feel ridiculous and unbelievable.

He closed his eyes and recalled his long life.

He clearly remembered that Ji Ling was killed by his own hands, he died under his own sword, and used his life to save Carlos and anyone he could save...

The last words he said to him were: Please not only be a wise king, but also a benevolent king.

At the last moment of his life, this kind and tolerant child made a very cruel request to him, but he had no way not to agree to him, making him disappointed and sad.

So he let Carlos go.

Carlos left the Sosa galaxy, the retreating soldier, and never made a comeback. Although they didn't say a word after that, he knew that Carlos would also not go against the request of the young man. This was their only tacit understanding.

Although no one announced it, everyone present decided to give the boy the world he wanted.

Even all of this, the young man can't see it anymore.

He fulfilled his duties earnestly, and after many years, the genetic evolution agent has been introduced to every star field, everyone has a way to be promoted, the resistance army gradually disappeared under the leadership of Ning Yu, and no one chased them. , they scattered to many planets and started a peaceful new life... Under the leadership of Carlos, the conservative nobles gradually accepted this fact. Although they were not reconciled, they could only accept the arrival of the new world. Brandon guarded the frontier , never came back.

everything is fine.

This world is as he expected, as well as Ji Ling expected...

Everyone said that he was a merciful prince, and he was very grateful to him.

But only Jing Sui knew that he was not so kind. He just... often thinks of that day, of the sword he stabbed and killed the person he loves the most.

Couldn't sleep, was suffering.

If he didn't do it that day, if he could be kinder on that day, if he could hesitate for a moment on that day - the young man would not die.

He used to be very ruthless and ruthless. He treated the enemy ruthlessly, slaughtered everything, and didn't really pity the civilians. He did all this just to achieve his own goals, maintain his rule, and build a stronger empire...

Until he finally paid the price for his ruthlessness.

Kill your loved ones with your own hands.

He doesn't really need anyone's gratitude...

He has done so much, but he just doesn't want to disappoint a person. He wants to wait until one day when he dies, and when he sees the boy, he can tell him: I have done everything I promised you.

I didn't break my word.

In this life, he has still completed his mission, even better than the previous life, so he can welcome his death without any regrets...

But when he opened his eyes again, he realized that death was such a difficult thing.

He still has no way to go to the world of teenagers and say a word to him.

Life is like an endless cycle.

For the first time, Jing Sui resented his long life, and again and again, he was resurrected from the dead and could not be relieved.

He has nothing to do, no one to love, only a heart that is cold and dead, and doesn't even feel pain anymore. Why...to come back to life again?

Why don't you let him rest?

"Mr. Fu, are you awake?" With the sound of the door, a capable man with glasses walked in with his briefcase in between, smiling while walking.

Jing Sui turned his head and looked at him lightly, his memory emerged with the appearance of the man in front of him: this is Fu Jingshen's assistant, Shen Zhuoming.

Shen Zhuoming looked at Shang Jingsui's indifferent gaze, his heart shuddered inexplicably, an indescribable strangeness and tension flowed through his body, the boss used to be very serious, why does his aura seem even more terrifying today, although he didn't say a word, but a look in his eyes It made his throat tighten, as if he was being watched by some terrifying existence.

Shen Zhuoming said cautiously: "The doctor said that you can be discharged today. I have arranged for the driver to wait outside. Do you want to leave now?"

After a few seconds, Jing Sui lightly retracted his gaze.

Since you can't die, so be it... Ancient Earth, a new identity, and whether or not to live as another human being.

Is it important?

It's not important anymore.

Seeing that the boss stopped looking at him, Shen Zhuoming finally breathed a sigh of relief, put the suit in his hand on the sofa, bowed respectfully and said, "I'll wait for you outside."

Jing Sui's expression did not change in the slightest from beginning to end. He got up and picked up the clothes given by his assistant. Inside was a very high-end gray suit. He buttoned every button slowly and looked up at the unfamiliar person in the mirror. Face, push the door out.

Shen Zhuoming looked at the boss. Although his masculinity had not fully recovered due to the car accident, his cold temperament was still better than before. Knowing that you were discharged from the hospital today, several vice presidents of the company are very happy. Regarding the merger and acquisition of the new company, the negotiation has reached the final stage, and you need to wait for you to make a final decision."

"The construction of the pension base in the new city is going to start the groundbreaking ceremony next month. Would you like to attend in person? If not, who will be arranged to attend?"

"Next month's XX summit forum will be held in country X, and I have prepared the relevant itinerary for you..."

Shen Zhuoming was talking and seeing that the boss never responded, he said with some doubts, "President Fu?"

Is the boss really listening?

Jing Sui lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at his face casually, his thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was cold and indifferent: "I heard it all, let's go back to the company and talk about it."

Shen Zhuoming suddenly froze in his heart, shut up and stopped talking.

Jing Sui's ears calmed down. He was walking in the corridor of the hospital, passing by this ancient and backward building, the smell of disinfectant-potion on his nose...

A boring life, a backward earth, a tiny human being.

He raised the corners of his mouth mockingly. This is his current identity. If he dies again... Where will he wake up? I kind of wanted to try it out...

Shen Zhuoming was half a step behind, looked at the boss's profile carefully, and felt the strangeness and alienation again...

But can't tell what's wrong.

The boss doesn't seem to be any different from before, he is still stern and taciturn, but there seems to be a difference.

Shen Zhuoming retracted his thoughts and said, "There is a traffic jam ahead today, so we parked at the back door. Let's go over here."

Jing Sui nodded and walked into the garden.

The sun seems to be pretty good today, and many people are walking and resting in the garden.

When I was about to pass by here, I suddenly heard a clear voice from the side: "Xiao Ling."

Jing Sui paused in footsteps and instinctively turned his head to look.

A girl in a skirt walked in with a plastic bag, walking briskly and following her line of sight, a handsome and clean teenager was sitting in a wheelchair, the teenager turned his head, raised his mouth and smiled, beautiful black eyes Clear and bright.