Lu Zhun felt that life was passing quickly. "I'm going to die..." Before the words could be fully uttered, his arms fell heavily on the hospital bed and his eyes closed.
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When he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on an unfamiliar bed. He sat up suddenly and looked around, feeling a splitting headache. He put his head in his hands and tried to remember what had happened. My last memory is the diagnosis of terminal cancer.
He rubbed his aching temples and walked into the living room confused. The sight before him froze him in place.
"This is wrong," he murmured to himself, "I have never seen this place, let alone a house with three bedrooms and one living room like this." He rubbed his eyes repeatedly in disbelief, wondering if he was hallucinating.
Lu Zhun quickly walked into the bathroom. He stood in front of the mirror and saw his face. He was stunned.
The face looks healthy. The skin was shiny and the face was rosy, completely different from what he remembered. He remembered that he was always pale because of illness.
He raised his hand and touched his face. Feel the warmth and elasticity of the skin with your fingers. This was completely different from how he felt when he was sick. He remembered that he had always touched skin that was thin before.
He couldn't help but pull open his collar and take a look. The chest looks strong, without any scars. This confused him even more.
He looked at himself in the mirror and whispered, "This is impossible." He found that even his voice was different.
The person in the mirror was indeed him, but it didn't look like him at all. The face looked young and healthy, as if it had never been sick.
He stood there motionless, filled with questions. If this wasn't his body, then who exactly was he now?
Lu Zhun put on his coat and walked out of the house. The neighbor's door opposite is open. He didn't pay much attention. He pressed the elevator button. Wait quietly for the elevator.
The elevator dinged as it arrived. He was about to walk in. Suddenly someone grabbed his shoulder from behind. He turned around. Saw a boy wearing a jacket. The boy frowned and looked at him.
"Lu Zhun! Isn't it a holiday today?" The boy said, "Where are you going dressed like this?"
Lu Zhun was stunned for a moment. He asked cautiously: "Who are you?" He thought to himself: It turns out that my name is Lu Zhun here.
The boy clicked his tongue impatiently. "Don't pretend to be confused! I'm Jiang Yanzhou! I'm your good friend!
The above introduction should be read as a prologue. This article contains a substitute for self-protection from lightning. The character cards are for personal use only and are not for commercial use.
Intention: Reincarnation is not a special shackles, but the beginning of new acquaintance
