The sky suddenly started pouring rain as if to coincide with the performance. Jianyang crossed the road with an umbrella in his thoughts and did not see the speeding truck. Therefore, the blind Jianyang was hit by the blind truck driver and was beaten to a bloody pulp. Oh, what a sin, the 22-year-old young man was killed in a car accident like this?
"Chi, chi chi, chi chi chi"
"Jiji..."
Amidst the persistent chirping, Jianyang opened his eyes with a splitting headache.
Huh?
"How come I'm not dead?" After knocking on his painful head, Jianyang couldn't help but silently shed tears of sympathy for himself. Shouldn't he just die when he encounters such a desperate plot?
"Jiji, Master, of course you are dead. No, no, you can't say that. Of course you are not dead yet. You are reborn!" A voice suddenly appeared in Jianyang's head, making him almost stop screaming.
"What the hell, huh? Who's talking?"
"I'm not a ghost! Huh! I'm Rabbit, oh no, Rabbit!"