Strange disease

I don’t know if he swept my tomb after I died. There is a high probability that he didn’t. After all, I am in the refrigerator. What kind of tomb does he sweep? do you want me...

I have no doubt that only he would secretly hide me without cremating me or even burying me. Before I died, I was quite worried that this would happen, and I warned him many times earnestly not to do this.

It turned out that I knew him fairly well.

The reason why we say this is because we have talked about the rise of human body freezing technology before, that is, after death, the body is sent to a special institution for refrigerated storage below minus 196 degrees, which can ensure that the body will not rot until one day in the future. Able to bring the dead back to life.

I could guess what he wanted to do by listening to his tone, and immediately refused, saying, no, don't do this.

All things have spirits and people have reincarnation. My parents believed in these things. I was influenced by them unknowingly since I was a child. Even if I am not a loyal believer, I always have to be in awe of ghosts and gods.

I said, if I still have consciousness after death, but my soul is trapped in my body, wouldn’t it be terrible if you freeze me up?

It's so cold in the freezer, I don't want it.

He touched my head and said in a coaxing tone, don't be afraid, I will accompany you.

We will be two corpses that cannot move and cannot speak, and I will always be by your side.

When he said this, I trembled uncontrollably. I was happy to see it happen when he was stubborn and arbitrary, or I enjoyed it, but I think he is starting to go crazy.

I'm afraid that he will be too paranoid about my affairs, after all, I will most likely leave before him.

I tried to persuade him from a realistic point of view, it is too expensive to freeze millions of dollars at a time.

He replied me four words, I can afford it.

...I really have nothing to say.

On Monday morning, I predicted that Xi Rong must have gone to work, so I hurried out the door and headed straight for my house.

Xi Rong's hospital is one of the best large hospitals in the city, and many patients like to go there for minor ailments, probably because they feel that big hospitals are more reliable psychologically, which makes the whole hospital overwhelmed.

Doctors like Xi Rong are even more difficult to find. To see him, you have to make an appointment in advance, and you have to wait in line for two or three months. Even so, Xi Rong is always too busy to touch the ground when I see him.

Their hospital has a day off system, and usually they can take one full day off a week, but because they have a meeting on Monday morning, they usually work overtime except on Saturday and Sunday, and Xi Rong will definitely go to work on Monday.

Although I am sure of my own judgment and I believe that I must know his work arrangements well based on my years of experience, but when I stood in front of the familiar anti-theft door in the corridor of the house, I still couldn't help getting nervous.

I really never expected that I would be reduced to such a miserable situation. Going back to my home is like being a thief...

Taking out the key from my pocket, I carefully twisted the doorknob and walked in on tiptoe.

A familiar scene unfolded in front of him.

The house looked exactly the same as it did before I left, the floor was wiped clean, as if it could reflect sunlight like a mirror, I knew it must be Xi Rong's handwriting.

I used to have a bad habit, that is, littering, throwing away used things, and I often couldn’t remember it. I didn’t mean it, but sometimes I forgot to write code, or I was playing games to get high.

By the time Xi Rong finds out, the mile around my desk and chair is usually already piled up with all kinds of unfinished snack packaging bags, tissue balls, and messy data cables.

Sometimes I didn’t notice him when he entered the room (because I was wearing noise-cancelling headphones), and then when I came back to my senses, I would find that the surroundings were suddenly cleaned up, or a pair of pale hands suddenly crossed in front of me, I I was taken aback, the scene frightened me as much as the scene of a horror movie.

I took off the earphones with a dry smile, and saw Xi Rong carrying a trash can, staring at me with cold eyes.

He turned the trash can full of bio-waste I made upside down in front of me, and I immediately confessed my mistake. He sighed and said in a helpless tone, little bastard, what will you do in the future? ?

I giggled and said, I have you.

He seemed to be quite satisfied with my answer, and his expression was not so scary anymore. He took the trash can and left, then changed the trash bag and put it in again.

I was still crackling and playing the game, the battle was stalemate, and I didn't even have time to look at him.

I regret that I didn't see him more then.

What a fun game.

At that time, I didn't understand that other people's time is moving forward, but we are counting backwards.

It's one side, one side less.

I thought I had a long future with him.

The author says:

Sending a knife on Qixi Festival is also a last resort hhh

But I guarantee that the two cubs will have a very happy ending~

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