The daily garden of rebirth

That night.

It was pouring rain outside, and the sound of the pattering rain was especially abrupt in such a silent night.

Suddenly, a flash of purple lightning flashed under the thick black curtain, and after a few seconds, rumbling thunder exploded in my ears, covering the original sound of rain and waking up the comatose people.

Tang Qianhe was awakened by the thunder, and sat up abruptly. Everything he saw was pure black, the kind where he couldn't see his fingers.

Feeling his face was wet, Tang Qianhe raised his hand to wipe the fine and dense drops of sweat from his forehead. After a while, he realized that the pain was overwhelming him - the body There is no place that is painless, even the head is very painful.

After biting his lips tightly to let the pain pass, Tang Qianhe was shocked suddenly, thinking why he wasn't dead yet?He remembered the moment when the car ran towards him, his eyes still had time to look at the widened eyes of the child he saved and the scene of being hugged and comforted by worried parents.

Before the body fell to the ground, Tang Qianhe was still thinking, fortunately, he saved her.

Then, there was a burst of darkness.

Tang Qianhe thought he was going to die, but he didn't expect that there would be a chance to wake up again. Even in the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, he could still hear his thumping heartbeat and the sound of his breathing. , the severe pain brought——

Could it be that he deserved to die?

Thinking of this, Tang Qianhe sneered, his smile was full of self-deprecation, it turned out that his vitality was as strong as a cockroach, no wonder those people always asked him why he was not dead in a disdainful tone——

It seems that this is really the case, they were all hit by a car and flew into the sky, but they still haven't died yet.

Thinking of this, Tang Qianhe felt a little parched. It is normal for people who wake up from a coma to always feel thirsty.

Looking at the dark room in front of him, Tang Qianhe wondered in his heart, what kind of hospital is this? Why does it look so poor? Otherwise, why would the lights in the corridor be turned off? Could it be that there is no nurse at all? Well, but can such a hospital really be found in City A?

Even if there is a power outage, it's time to light a candle or something.

Whispering softly, Tang Qianhe felt more and more pain in his ribs, headache, and pain all over his body. He opened his mouth and shouted: "Nurse, nurse—"

The only response to him was the sound of thunder in his ears.

After shouting for a long time, no one came over. Tang Qianhe frowned. After thinking about it carefully, he seemed to be too quiet. If he was in the hospital, why would there be voices?

Even nurses walking around at night will always make noise.

Such a quiet atmosphere, under the lightning and thunder, feels very weird no matter what, it feels like the beginning of a horror movie, but Tang Qianhe is not even afraid of death, let alone ghosts and gods, so in such an environment, He wasn't afraid at all, but calmed down even more.

Perhaps his eyes had adapted to the darkness, so he could see the room he was in a little more clearly now, but after seeing it, Tang Qianhe, who was originally calm, couldn't calm down.

Because, the room he saw didn't look like a hospital at all.

Although it was hazy, the originally small room could be seen at a glance. The room was very empty, except for the bed under him, there were only two large boxes stacked in the corner.

Tang Qianhe was very sure that he was not in the hospital at all.

But soon his eyes became dazed again, what exactly is this place?

Licking his dry and peeling lips, Tang Qianhe told himself in his heart that he must be calm before he could think. Repeatedly hypnotizing him, he finally calmed down and his brain started spinning again.

Sitting on the bed like this, there was pain even when breathing, Tang Qianhe chose to lie down again, and then found a more comfortable way, at least not so painful, and then opened his eyes, empty.

Tang Qianhe kept his eyes open until the rumbling thunder outside stopped, and the sound of the rain began to gradually decrease again. The original thick black slowly faded away, revealing a little white belly from the distant horizon—it was almost dawn.

Blinking his eyes that hadn't been closed all night, and turning his dry eyeballs, Tang Qianhe watched the appearance of the room appear more clearly in his eyes, and a thought gradually formed in his heart.

Maybe, I have experienced a fashion now, and I have gone through a time travel - except for this possibility, Tang Qianhe can't find a reason to explain what he is seeing now.

After calm down.

The corners of his mouth slowly curled up, Tang Qianhe thought, this is good, at last he can get rid of that family completely, and he no longer has to listen to those who are clearly his closest relatives say the most hurtful things with disdain and mercilessly. Otherwise, he will never appear in front of them again to make them disgusted, in that world, he is already dead——

And he died bravely in the end.

Anyway, he saved a child, right?

It's just that I'm sorry for the grandfather who loves him so much.

He kept the same position for a long time, and Tang Qianhe felt uncomfortable. He moved his body cautiously, trying to turn over, but he didn't know if it was too hard. His ribs hurt suddenly, and he took a deep breath. Almost screamed.

It was so painful.

Tang Qianhe worked hard for a long time, and finally turned over and changed his posture, but he thought with a wry smile that he was alone now, dragging such a body full of injuries, he could really live go down?

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squeak-

The sound of the door being pushed open, followed by a voice, accompanied by a few small words of conversation, Tang Qianhe turned his head and turned his head to look at the three children who suddenly appeared in front of him.

The oldest is only eight or nine years old, and the youngest is still in swaddling clothes.

The clothes on the two older children were patched and sackcloth, and they looked very thin, obviously malnourished. The one in the swaddling baby was better, with a little flesh on his face, very well-behaved, No noise or noise, being hugged in my arms, looking at this novel world with wide eyes.

Tang Qianhe looked at the child standing in front of him holding a porcelain bowl, which contained a brown liquid, which smelled very strong of traditional Chinese medicine, which was not pleasant.

"Are you awake?" The oldest child said like an adult, "It's just right, I drank the medicine." He said and passed the bowl in his hand forward.

Tang Qianhe did not inherit the memory of the original owner, so he had no idea who the two children standing in front of the bed were.

He looked at the serious face of the child in front of him, and sat up with his elbows. Such a simple movement almost took all the strength of Tang Qianhe's body. His face was pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

After waiting for a long time, Tang Qianhe took the porcelain bowl from the child's hand, then raised his head without blinking, and drank the medicine down to the last drop.

The medicine was very bitter and tasted strange. After drinking it, Tang Qian wrinkled his whole face.

Seeing that the medicine was finished, the child took back the bowl from Tang Qianhe's hand, and said, "If you hadn't just passed out at my door, I wouldn't have saved you, so leave when you recover, what's wrong with our family? You can also see that, so there is no extra money to support you." After speaking concisely, he was about to take his other child and leave, Tang Qianhe subconsciously called out to him.

"Wait."

Hearing this, the child stopped, turned his head, and looked at Tang Qianhe with an expressionless expression: "What else is there?"

"Who are you, and where is this place?" From what the child said just now, Tang Qianhe knew that the original owner of his body didn't know the child in front of him, so he felt relieved because there was no need to pretend.

"We are brothers, I am the boss, they are my younger brothers, and this is Linshui Village." The child answered Tang Qianhe's questions one by one, and then he threw Tang Qianhe's question back: "Then who are you?" , why did it appear in Linshui Village?"

Tang Qianhe didn't know the real name of the original owner of this body, so he said his own name: "My name is Tang Qianhe, and I don't know why I appear here. I don't seem to remember clearly what happened before. Alright, what's wrong with me?."

The child didn't seem to care about whether Tang Qianhe lost his memory or not, so when Tang Qianhe said that he couldn't remember the past things clearly, he didn't respond much, so he just let out an oh, with no expression on his face.

"We don't know what happened to you. Anyway, you should take good care of yourself. We're going out. I'll bring in lunch."

After speaking, Gu Zhaoyang took his younger brother out of the room, put the empty porcelain bowl in his hand on the table, then picked up the six-month-old younger brother from Gu Zhili's arms, pinched his face, and looked at him With a cheerful smile, Gu Zhaoyang's originally cold face now had a little smile.

Gu Zhili looked at his elder brother, his eyes were full of curiosity, and he asked, "Brother, the person inside looks only a few years older than us, how could he have so many injuries?"

When they moved Tang Qianhe who had fainted at the door of the house back to the room and changed his clothes, they saw the scars on his body.

Gu Zhaoyang said lightly: "Maybe he offended someone. Anyway, let him leave when he recovers. I will take care of him while he is recuperating. You just need to take care of your little brother."

Ever since his parents left, everything in the family has been placed on his elder brother who is only a few years older than him, so Gu Zhili will definitely listen to what Gu Zhaoyang says, so now he obediently nods after hearing what his elder brother said.