Zhaotong, Yunnan.
A small county town.
On the roof of the Jiangshan Hotel, on the edge of the rooftop, sat a young man holding a beer in his hand and wearing a pair of corduroys and a T-shirt. This young man had an average appearance. He was usually upright and never committed any crimes.
Such a good young man's eyes were full of death at this moment. He could only see the young man's fingers waving on his mobile phone constantly and drinking beer one sip after another. There was no foothold in front of him where he was sitting. As long as he leaned forward, he would fall down. Below was the sidewalk, the concrete floor without lawn, and the hotel building that was 40 to 50 meters long, enough to cause the fall to be completely disfigured and covered with blood.
The sky is clouded over.
The wind howled.
"It's not that the world isn't worth it, it's that I'm not worth it. The world is a good place. I won't come here in the next life." The boy said to himself, threw out his phone, closed his eyes, then opened his hands and leaned forward.
But suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck from the gloomy sky, and it happened to hit the boy's cell phone. The boy could not escape the fate of being hit.
After being hit, the boy fell backward due to inertia.
The sky has also returned to calmness, and the sky is clear and cloudless.
The young man opened his eyes, and there was no more death in his eyes, but full of curiosity, as if he was a different person.
When I saw the scene in front of me, I screamed in fright and hurriedly backed away. I turned around and looked at the grooming mirror on the rooftop. My handsome face was bloodless and very pale.
At the same time, there was some fear and deep doubt in his eyes.
++ "What, what is going on? Why am I here? Am I not sleeping?" I frowned.
But suddenly, a memory appeared in my mind.
After digesting this memory, I knew what was going on.
"It turns out that boy is me..." I frowned, thinking that I had only had a few sips of wine and a few dishes. It was unbelievable, but I definitely saw it, and it did happen.
I, Zhang Ting, got drunk and jumped to my death.
Now he is reborn in the same parallel world as before, and the place he is in is still called Zhaotong, Yunnan.
Purpose: I want to write my own experiences into novels and make them real