The ending doesn't seem surprising.
Jingwen was lying on a white hospital bed in a foreign country. When the instrument on the bedside made a sharp alarm sound, he felt that everything was light and uncomfortable, but mostly relaxed.
Ten years of living on the bed made him too tired. He had snatched eight years from death, which was considered a small medical miracle. But his passing made everyone a little shocked and regretful, because in these eight extra years, everyone originally thought that a more complete miracle would happen, but they did not expect that this day would finally come.
Only Jingwen accepted it calmly. He wanted to take a long nap and never have pain or sadness again.
Twenty-eight years old, what a good age.
Some people start a family and start a business, some pursue their dreams, but he is the only one... Jingwen thought, only he ended the story of this short life.
Until he opened his eyes again.
Not heaven, not hell.
It's still the same hospital bed, and it's still the same me.
The difference is that he went back to a year ago.
Fortunately, he still has time, but unfortunately, his time is running out.
This time, he wanted to see people he had never said goodbye to before, return to his hometown, and say goodbye.
Purpose: cherish the present moment
