Re-select the life system

Chapter 87 23 Howling and Crying (Return)
A month later, Qin He completed the studio transfer and handover procedures amidst Heizi's confusion. He transferred all the studio shares to Heizi's name.

Afterwards, he didn't want to disturb anyone and came to Huacheng alone. The seat next to Ye Zi was already occupied, and Qin He finally chose to sit opposite her.

The opposite side was originally occupied by a big stone, and it couldn't be used as a tomb, but money can make ghosts turn the millstone. Qin He spent a lot of money to remove the stone and build another stone tomb.

The staff was a little puzzled why a young man came to buy a cemetery alone, but seeing Qin He's face, he vaguely guessed something.

Qin He finished the tomb a month in advance and carved the tombstone himself. He also spent a lot of money to entrust the funeral arrangements to a well-known funeral company.

His other deposits were cashed out a year ago and bought gold to hide in the bracelet. The gold is worth about 1000 million. He was a little excited when he thought that he would become a multi-millionaire after arriving in the real world.

The reason why Qin He didn't work hard to make money to buy more gold was because it was unnecessary. After experiencing several lifetimes, Qin He's desire for money was not so strong, especially every time he left the mission world by death, This made him more or less impressed.

No matter how awesome you are in front of you, as soon as you close your eyes, it will become a thing of the past!

This task is very simple, as simple as taking a vacation, but the system obviously does not want Qin He to spend the last hundred days of his life simply. In the last hundred days of his life, he will be tortured by illness. This is why he put his death affairs in advance. The reason why he prepared so early was because he was afraid that the system would have a seizure and cause him to suddenly crash.

Qin He can clearly see from the mirror every day that this body is getting weaker and weaker, his skin is becoming more and more sallow and thinner, as if he is gradually losing moisture, his diet is also gradually changing, and no matter how delicious the food is, it gradually loses its fragrance in his mouth .

"There are three days left, Qin He silently counted, Qin He lying on the bed in the hotel, the sun shining on the bed outside made him open his eyes in a daze, as if he hadn't eaten for two days.

This damn system doesn't want to starve itself to death!Qin He struggled to get up, his thin figure gradually became rickety, as if a gust of wind outside the window could blow him away, he found the bedside snack bag, found a bag of cereal, and made a cup with boiling water.

Carrying the cereal, he walked to the hotel balcony, lay down quietly on the woven chair, and took a sip of the cereal. Although it had no taste, the scalding hot water still made him feel better.

He raised his head and quietly looked at the bustling city below the hotel. His expression was neither sad nor happy, as if he had seen through life.

This is already the third mission world. Qin He has been thinking about what the system is. What is the boring god king at the beginning? Is it a human, an immortal, or even other more advanced species? There are many Things were like a mess, and some things were beyond the imagination of a mortal like him.

Someone knocked on the hotel door, and Qin He's train of thought was interrupted. He stood up with difficulty, walked to the door, opened the door, and there was a person standing outside the door.

"Brother Heizi, why are you here?"

"Oh, don't hug me, my back hurts!"

The appearance of Heizi really moved Qin He a little. In the last month, Qin He threw away his mobile phone. QQ, emails and so on were useless for a long time. Thinking of being found by Heizi.

Heizi realized something was wrong more than a month ago. Chen Zimo suddenly transferred the studio to him, and he vaguely noticed something. Later, the phone suddenly failed, and Heizi felt that something was wrong.

He had searched for many people, but there was no news of Chen Zimo. He once thought that Qin He was still on vacation in Sanya, but when he arrived in Sanya, he was in vain.

Later, he suddenly remembered Chen Zimo's girlfriend who died of illness, and hurried over. Later, he found Ye Zi's grave and saw the tombstone that had been erected opposite him. He understood everything. Following the clues, he finally found Qin He's address.

Seeing that his body was already bent and out of shape, Heizi, a big man, couldn't bear the sadness in his heart anymore, and howled and cried loudly while hugging Chen Zimo.

The relationship between Heizi and Chen Zimo was originally just an ordinary fellow and friends, just like so many so-called brothers he used to, it was just one of the people he had helped.

But three years ago, Qin He pulled him out of that quagmire, and these three years completely changed his fate. He was also grateful to Qin He from the bottom of his heart, and treated him like his own brother.

Chen Zimo's liver disease has not flared up all these years, and he can eat and drink. Heizi thought he was slowly getting better, but he never expected that the incident happened suddenly, and Qin He would become like this in just a few months.

"Okay, why are you crying! Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature. Since you are here, you will be responsible for the affairs behind me!"

Qin He's casual tone caused Heizi to howl and cry again, and he couldn't stop it.

"Don't cry, cry again, I'm sad too, I've seen it all, but I'm a little sad after being howled by you, do you want me to die from excessive injuries?"

Heizi was told this and quickly held back tears and tried to smile.

Oops, this big black face is crying and laughing, it might as well be howling and crying just now.

The arrival of Heizi did cause some waves in Qin He's already calm heart, but he didn't tell Heizi that he still had three days left.

Taking advantage of the last three days, plus the past few days in Huacheng, the weather was excellent, the sun was shining high, making people drowsy.

Qin He asked Heizi to push him around for three days, strolling slowly in various tourist attractions, sometimes Qin He fell asleep watching it, but Heizi kept explaining to Qin He, and Qin He occasionally smiled, Take a few photos with Heizi.

After seeing this colorful world, the two finally went to the cemetery to look at their own graves.

Qin He pointed to his tombstone.

"I don't know if this stone tomb is comfortable to sleep on. I always feel uncomfortable. Please remember to add a soft couch for me. There is no need to come here during the Qingming Festival. It's a waste of time to rush here and there. Finally, remember Stay here and stop drinking, I don’t want to be with you so early..."

Qin He's words gradually faded away, his tired face gradually lost consciousness, his eyelids drooped, his head gradually bowed, and he stopped talking.

"I got it, I got it, it's all like this, and there are still so many words, look, talking, and falling asleep again! It's like an old man!"

Heizi was talking, and was about to help Qin He, when suddenly his hands froze, and he stared blankly at Qin He who was motionless. Hold it up, and slowly push it out of the cemetery.

"Zimo, go all the way!"

Qin He's behind-the-scenes affairs were handled very low-key, and it was not until a month later that other people knew about it. Late one night, an obituary was published on the homepage of Tengxun News.

"I deeply miss the singer Chen Zimo!"

The next day, an obituary was posted on the homepage of Taobao for the first time, and the news of Chen Zimo's death was exposed. Various entertainment news headlines were news of Chen Zimo's accident, and various celebrities gave condolence speeches to express their respect for Chen Zimo.

Everyone began to discuss Chen Zimo's life, and his great feat of donating to SARS. Even a People's Daily reported the news of Chen Zimo's death.

Three years is very short and very long. If it weren't for the news of Chen Zimo's sudden death, the public would have almost forgotten the father of the Internet singer. Although his songs are still spreading in the streets and alleys, everyone has already forgotten him .

The memory of a goldfish is only seven seconds, and perhaps the memory of the Internet is only seven days. The death of Chen Zimo is just like a small splash made by a pebble in the Internet world. Soon new breaking news appeared in the entertainment headlines, and a certain 50-year-old queen stayed up all night. Destination, it is suspected that the news of cheating on a certain male star successfully wiped away the sadness of Chen Zimo's death.

Qin He opened his eyes, and appeared on the hard bed in the rented house again. He groaned, got up and stretched, feeling as if his whole body was reborn from a cocoon, and his crooked body was finally freed.

finally come back!
(End of this chapter)