Rong Zizhen had thought about how he would die many times, but he never thought that he would work overtime and kill himself. He didn't even expect that after his death, a meteorite would fall from the sky and knock him unconscious for two hundred years.
Two hundred years later, the whole world seemed to have been plowed eight hundred times by natural disasters and was covered with bruises. Not only did the black-hearted companies not collapse, they were still in full swing.
But there is also good news. At this time, the body can lie in the coffin for another seven days. He is a ghost, but unexpectedly he can have a passionate chat with someone for a while.
The man asked: "If it were you, what would you say on your deathbed?"
Rong Zizhen said: "I said I love you, but you can just guess after I die."
Modern Sudden Death Workplace Resentful Ghost Suffering × Two Hundred Years Later Health-preserving Flower Cool Brother Attack
Pseudo science fiction, slightly wasteland style. Not long.
Intention: Don't be sad after I leave