Strange disease

I thought that was the end of the story.

The time is up, our fate is over, my soul will drift away with the wind, and blend into the nameless dust from now on.

It was also at the moment when my soul left my body that I finally remembered all the forgotten past events, including the secrets about life and death that were sealed deep in my memory.

Why did I return to the world after death?Why am I the only one who came back?

What does death feel like?

Where will the dead go?

At this moment, all doubts, I finally have the answer.

I have come to a magical place.

Oh no, to be precise, my soul came here after I died of a serious illness that year.

It's hard to describe that kind of experience. If I really want to say it, it's as if, one second, I closed my eyes peacefully under Xi Rong's gaze, and the next second, I appeared in such a strange and strange place.

At that time, I stood where I was, and it took me several seconds to react.

I blinked, convinced that I should not be dreaming, no dream can be so real.

It's just that all this is too beyond the imagination and cognition of a normal person.

The surrounding area is full of greenery, even under my feet, which should be like bamboo, forming such a straight road in front of me out of thin air.

On the side of the road, there is an endless stream of river water, and the sound of the water is rushing, and the entire water surface is like a swaying and clear mirror.

In front of me, "people" came and "people" went, with black heads clustered and walking forward, they pushed and shoved, swearing, and it was extremely lively, as if I was in an extremely bustling urban street.

I blinked hard, still in disbelief of what I saw.

I was in a state of complete bewilderment.

This is where?

Am I not dead?

So this is the afterlife?

Even, the scene before my death had a huge impact on me, and I had to gasp for breath so that I could barely squat on the ground without collapsing and weeping in embarrassment in front of so many people.

I still clearly remember that before I died, I was lying weakly on the bed. This vicious cancer had exhausted all my strength, and Xi Rong held my hand and kissed my forehead.

In the last scene, his beautiful eyes were like a shattered lake.

All of a sudden, I just felt like my heart ached and it was hard to breathe.

Actually, that being said, it's probably just a mental reaction, and I don't have a "body" anymore, so it shouldn't hurt my heart.

But that’s not the case. All my joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys when I was alive are truly reflected. All my memories, even the pain of being forced to be separated from Xi Rong when I think of Xi Rong at this moment, are deeply imprinted on my soul.

I don't know whether it's luck or misfortune, my life has already passed away, but I still remember him so clearly, all the moments with him are clearly in my mind as if they happened yesterday.

It took me a long time to recover from the huge shock. During this period, "people" passed by me from time to time, but no one seemed to notice me or stop to talk to me.

There was some subtle strangeness in my heart. The straight bamboo road under my feet extended to an invisible distance, as if there was no so-called end or end point at all.

The road is full of black "people" squeezing to and fro, just like the tide rushing on the shore, they are constantly moving forward, and the direction is surprisingly consistent.

They looked as if they were on their way.

Is there anything ahead of the road?

Humans may be born with a herd instinct similar to that of sheep, which is difficult to overcome even after death.Seeing that everyone was walking forward, I couldn't help but step forward and join the crowd.

What's ahead?

I have such a strong curiosity from the bottom of my heart.

As I was walking, I realized that there were many magical hollow planar structures "floating" above my head.

Like the road under my feet now, the top of my head is also such a straight road. Looking around, I can see that the road actually presents a regular "Hui" shape, with a hollow in the middle, forming a suspended plane.

Countless such planes are stacked up layer by layer. There is a suspended distance between each layer and the previous layer. All the roads are "back" shaped, and the hollow in the middle is illuminated from the top. The dazzling light, the light source hung on the highest dome, looks like the sun in the world.

I have a very reasonable suspicion that the road I'm on now is also a regular rectangular structure end to end, and if I keep going... the end result is that I will turn four times and then return to the starting point.

So why is everyone still moving forward?

Feeling confused, I grabbed a passerby and planned to ask about the situation.

A middle-aged man happened to be walking by, I grabbed him and said, "Hello."

He stopped and looked at me in surprise.

I said, "I want to ask you something... I wonder if you are free..."

Fearing that he would refuse, I immediately asked the first question: "Where is this place?"

The other party stared at me up and down for a moment, then said clearly, "Oh, he just died, right?"

I nodded.

He didn't ask any more questions, but said with a very fast, almost abnormal speed: "Obviously, this is the world that people will come to after death. Everyone will come here."

I asked with some uncertainty: "So..." I actually didn't know how to describe it, so I picked a word, "...Uh, is this heaven?"

After hearing the word "heaven", his expression became strange, and he pointed to the top of our heads.

"See what that is?"

He said.

He looked at the place where the dazzling light shone down, with a look of yearning: "That is heaven."

I followed his gaze upwards, but could barely keep my eyes open because of the bright light.To be honest, I only saw layers upon layers of planes piled up infinitely, and what is in the highest and brightest place——

All I could see was white light, very pure white, clean, sparkling white light.

The middle-aged man's words sound reasonable, and the scene in front of me is indeed in line with my previous vision of the so-called "heaven".

I asked again, "So why are you all moving forward?"

The middle-aged man took it for granted: "Queue up."

"queue?"

"Line up for the boat," he said. "See that upper floor?"

I nodded, thinking that the "floors" he mentioned should be the suspended planes I saw.

"You can go to the upper floor after boarding the boat." He said, "Only those who have done a lot of good deeds and accumulated a certain amount of merit in their lifetime are eligible to board the boat. Of course, first of all, you have to queue up to the ferry terminal like everyone else. Pay attention to first come, first served. Then there will be a special ferryman there to evaluate your situation, and then decide whether to allow you to board the boat."

"Then if you are lucky, go up by boat layer by layer. The higher you go, the closer you will be to heaven, and finally you will be able to go to heaven."

It turned out to be the case.

He spoke very quickly, like a cannonball, and the words were not clear because of the fast speech. Besides, he seemed to have a northern accent. I had to work very hard to recognize him before I could barely understand what he meant.

I nodded to show that I understood, and was about to ask again: "What will happen to those who don't have enough merit to board the boat? Don't they go to hell—"

Before he finished speaking, he was clearly standing beside me just now, but now he seems to have merged into the raging crowd in an instant, and disappeared without a trace.

I couldn't believe my eyes and was completely stunned.

Beside me, pedestrians of all kinds who kept on their way hurried past.

There was a short and fat man not far in front of him, who looked like the middle-aged man who spoke to me just now.

How can someone talk well and suddenly disappear?

it's wired.

I ran over and patted the man on the arm.

"Hey! You just said—"

The other party turned his head strangely, but it was a completely unfamiliar face.

"What are you doing?" The other party asked in a bad tone, and left in a hurry before I could answer.

My mind went blank for a moment——

The middle-aged man who was talking to me just now disappeared in front of my eyes without leaving even a trace.

just like……

This person, he never showed up.