Rebirth Mission

Three days have passed since the operation, and Leng Yujing's body functions are normal, but there is no sign of waking up.

Shen Junsi also stayed in the ward for three days. It was only after Lan Shu asked him to go back and rest for a while and not get himself sick that he agreed to leave.

After returning, Shen Junsi began to promote the project contract with Leng Yujing.

He didn't want to leave. What was wrong with the unfriendly looks from a few men? It was not like he couldn't stand it. But he had to listen to Lan Shu, otherwise he would have to stay in the ward permanently.

I also thought that if I could let Jing'er see the results of the project when she woke up, she would definitely be happy.

He made a condition with Leng Gongze that Jing'er must tell him immediately if anything happened. It didn't matter if he didn't tell him, Shen Junsi kept his captain Feng.

During this period, except for necessary outings, the Leng family stayed by the patient's side almost every step of the way, taking turns to rest in the single rooms in the ward.

After Leng Yujing was shot, she had been controlling herself from showing any signs of pain in front of her family.

Gradually, my consciousness began to fade, and finally the pain was gone...

It was as if I was lying on the operating table again. The familiar scalpel was still cold, and the area around my heart was being tossed around again, but this time it didn't hurt at all.

It’s so cold... My chest is opened again, how can I not be cold? I want to sleep so much.

What's making that noise? It's so loud.

Eh? This smell is so familiar, what is he doing? He seems to be talking about something, but his movements are so gentle...

Are you done?

I feel like nothing is bothering me anymore, and I can finally sleep. I’m so tired and sleepy...

Good night......

"Di-"

This was the last sound Leng Yujing heard before she fell asleep. She didn’t know how long she slept, maybe a few seconds, or maybe a few hours, then she felt a hand patting her shoulder, very lightly.

"I want to sleep a little longer, don't disturb me."

Leng Yujing turned over and murmured in dissatisfaction, and the hand clapped twice again.

I was so annoyed by being disturbed that I opened my eyes to see who it was and couldn't even sleep peacefully.

A translucent shadow was suspended above her, and it looked exactly like her. All sleepiness disappeared. She opened her eyes wide and said "you" for a long time without saying the next sentence.

"Who are you? Why do you look so much like me? Are you trying to take over my body?"

The smile on Leng Tiantian's face remained unchanged. She had been following Leng Yujing. She was used to her sometimes imaginative behavior and just shook her head.

"No? Then...you can't say that my soul has left my body...I'm dead?!"

"Ah, that's right. It would be strange if he didn't die after being shot by a sniper."

"So where am I? The King of Hell's Palace? Hey, the King of Hell's place is so beautiful?"

There is a sea of ​​flowers all around, with flowers of various colors in full bloom. The crystal water droplets on the petals reflect the light that comes from nowhere.

There is no wind here, and so many flowers don't even attract a butterfly. Except for the ground, everything around is pure white, which means this is not a normal world. Seeing that Leng Tiantian didn't answer, he thought he had said something wrong and quickly changed his words.

"No, no, this doesn't look like the underworld, it looks more like heaven... heaven... heaven... heaven?"

Leng Tiantian's smile froze visibly, and the corners of her mouth twitched twice.

She really couldn't imagine how speechless she would be if she hadn't died, having a sister like this around her every day.

But that should be good too.

It’s a pity...there won’t be another chance.

Leng Tiantian shook her head again. Being able to meet Leng Yujing in her dream was already her last bit of strength, and she couldn’t waste any more energy on talking.

Pointing his finger at the sky, Leng Yujing raised his head and his pupils suddenly shrank.

A missile gradually enlarged in his eyes, rapidly approaching him, leaving a long smoke tail.

"what!!!"

How come there are missiles in the underworld!!!

Did he think that he wasn't dead enough, so he aimed directly at my head? !

He quickly hugged his head and curled up.

'boom--'

"Ah... Help... Run... Wuuuuu... Mommy, Mommy..."

The expected pain did not come, which does not make sense. Would I feel pain if a missile hit my head?

But where are the cries coming from all around?

Leng Tiantian patted Leng Yujing, who was curled up into a ball, again. Leng Yujing raised her head and opened her eyes, only to see the real hell on earth.

There were broken walls and exposed steel bars with a large piece of cement hanging on them. The streets were covered with gravel and dust. The vehicles on the roadside had been burned into frames with bright red blood splattered on them. Lifeless corpses and broken limbs could be seen everywhere.

"Da da da......"

Countless bullets flew past Leng Yujing's eyes. She turned her head and saw a group of people in camouflage combat uniforms moving and shooting with rifles.

They have long faces and thick lips, and they are not Oriental.

The targets who were shot were a group of people who looked the same, with dark skin and thin bodies.

They ran towards her recklessly. Leng Yujing wanted to follow them, but her feet seemed stuck and she couldn't move. She could only raise her arms to block, but those dark-skinned people went straight through her body.

Leng Yujing: ???

Only then did I realize that I could see the ground through my arms, and I had become translucent.

Have you become a soul yourself?

No, that's not the point. What kind of place is this? How come it's even scarier than Yinci's place?

Yinci needs goods to exchange for value. Although his methods are cruel and bloody, he will not carry out large-scale massacres. But it is different here. This group of fighters shoot the fleeing people without emotion, like machines executing orders. In their eyes, the fleeing people are not lives at all.

"Is this... a battlefield?"

Leng Tiantian nodded and pointed his finger forward. The surrounding scene began to move and moved to the edge of the city. This place was not affected by the war and was safe for the time being.

There were seven or eight young children gathered around a roadside trash can, scrambling to reach into the can to look for something edible. When they found some rotten fruit peels, they couldn't wait to stuff them into their mouths.

Amid the scuffle, a girl was pushed out. Her clothes were torn and she was so skinny that she fell to the ground and it took her a long time to stand up.

She was too skinny to squeeze in, so she could only hold on to the wall and look for another trash can.

As soon as he turned the corner, he became exhausted and fell to the ground, gasping for breath and unable to get up.

"Poor child, this is for you to eat."

The girl raised her head and saw a woman squatting in front of her. She was young, beautiful and clean. Behind her stood a man of similar age, also neat and handsome.

Although he couldn't understand what the woman was saying, he could see her compassionate eyes and she was holding an unopened bread in her hand and handing it to him.

"Take it now!"

The girl took it with trembling hands, her eyes sparkling as she looked at the beautiful woman in front of her without blinking.

She looked very carefully, from the hair color to the eye color, the brow bone and nose bridge, and the facial features, and pictured them in her mind.

She wanted to remember this woman.