The Year of Rebirth

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(￣.￣) There may be bugs in the settings, so please don't be careful because the relationship is not very big.

[Mining sweeping (second time): The author wrote about the present for the first time. Since he has very little personal life experience, he can only rely on the articles I have read before, so please don't be careful... This is originally a practice of writing.

The golden finger was opened very wide, and it may have exceeded the range of the finger ('-i_-｀). It was not this stalk at first, but... I don't want to say more if there is too much blood flow. The stories in the article are all made up by the author. . . . I try my best to mess with it. . . . If you don’t like qaq, I can’t help it

The author belongs to scum, Gao Fushuai is really incompetent, there will probably be a lot of bugs, far-sighted. Then, there is one more thing to explain about the entertainment industry. The scripts are the author’s irresponsible yy. It’s not that I don’t want to be refreshed. It’s really... The Three Views are too dark, so if the script is always one type, please don’t spray it (top lid) The author has been working hard to correct it, and we will become smaller and fresher! One one +【cough cough】

Looks like there is no more, 1v1 mutual favor of cool text, the whole article is cool from beginning to end, the golden fingers are shining.

[The author's personal experience is for reference only, it is very suitable for reading before going to bed and helps sleep. (The author, who can fall asleep without a chapter by reading his own article, is very determined to confuse himself)]

[The author of the full text, yy, originally the golden finger was not big, but now it has become a big pillar of the sky, let the officials show mercy, if there are similarities, it must be the same in our brains. . . . Let me leave a comment if something is not pleasing to my eyes. Some things are stubborn, it's impossible for everything to be different. After so many years, the essay routines are almost the same. . . I have a clear conscience, but I am really tired to love it. 】

The fire was like a fierce devil, rushing toward him with a stern face.

Su Liunian sat up abruptly, his body stretched straight, cold sweat slipped, soaking his thin pajamas, but he didn't feel anything, only his face was gloomy.

After a while, it was finally confirmed that this was not the fire field he had been in the last second, and his tight body and nerves relaxed, Su Liunian collapsed on the bed, breathing uncontrollably.

The rare weakness caused his thoughts to be emptied, but in the next second he withdrew it violently.

wrong!

He is now! Very wrong!

If he was rescued from the **** sea of ​​fire, then he should be in the hospital now, wrapped up like a mummy... the feeling that the tongue of fire burns his body, he will never forget it in his life!

But the current situation is obviously wrong!

He was not in the hospital, but in a completely unfamiliar environment, he was able to move freely, and he had no other problems except for some weakness and dizziness.

He finally calmed down and looked at the surrounding environment.

The tone of the whole room is dark. As far as my eyes can go, everything is dark, black sheets, dark gold floor-to-ceiling curtains, crimson carpets... everything, you can see that the owner of the room is very depressed.

This style is incompatible with Su Liunian, but he just didn't feel a sense of disharmony. He even felt that the room was like this for granted.

Su Liunian stretched out his arm, and what was reflected in his eyes was a pale and slender arm, with his palms spread out, his five fingers slender and the color was like jade. He stretched out his hand to touch his face, starting with a piece of smooth and delicate skin...

Su Liunian opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

This is not his body!

Although he is not strong, but soaking in the gym all the year round, his arms will not be so slender; because of filming, his skin is not fair, but healthy wheat. It will never be so sickly pale; he has been practicing brush calligraphy since he was a child, and he has a thin layer of callus on his hand, but now it has disappeared...

Su Liunian slowly curled up and hugged his head, with a clear touch on his fingertips. You don’t need to look at him to know that it’s not his new cut for the new drama. The hair on this body is very long and thick, even covering it. Closed eyes.

He combed the thick bangs on his forehead to the back of his head, tears gushing out uncontrollably, Su Liunian's body trembled, but he just made no sound.

How ridiculous... he Su Liunian... actually died like this!

I was trapped in the dressing room because of a small incident and burned alive! ! !

Those fans who would cry because of his kind reminder, those artists who tried every means to please him just to get a chance to perform, those relatives who did not hesitate to ruin his reputation for the sake of his grandfather's inheritance...

With the death of the person named Su Liunian, he ceased to exist...

The man who stood on the stage, in front of the camera, always smiled gently...dead.

Tears kept streaming down, but Su Liunian pulled out an ugly smile. Fortunately, his mother followed his father's footsteps and passed away three months ago. If she knew the news, she would collapse... after losing her favorite husband, she lost her son again...

"Rebirth from the ashes..." As the tears dried, he gradually calmed down.

Su Liunian got up and got out of bed. Although his steps were a bit vain, he stumbled and walked to the bathroom, holding the mirror with one hand, and he looked at the person in the mirror.

The person in the mirror can only be called a teenager. He had long black hair that had not been trimmed for an unknown period of time, and his bangs were so long that he covered half of his face. The chin is sharpened, and the complexion is pale as if not going out all the year round. The skeleton is small, but the body is slender, with wide shoulders and narrow hips, making it a good hanger. At the moment, she is wearing a pure white T-shirt, black shorts, and her legs are slender and well-proportioned.

If you want to evaluate it objectively, Su Liunian can only say that he is too thin.

He looked around, took the scissors from the side, grabbed the bangs that were in the way, and cut directly.

Strands of black hair slipped to the ground, and what gradually became clear in the mirror were the beautiful eyebrows of the young man. The black hair was soft against the cheeks, the bangs were shortened just to cover the smooth forehead, the slender phoenix eyes were picking up, breathtaking, the lips were a little white, and the teeth were lightly bitten to see a little blood.

A little less anger, but it makes the teenager more sickly and beautiful.

"Who are you..." Su Liunian asked the person in the mirror, but that person just stared at him, even the movements were exactly the same...

"Heh." Su Liunian smiled helplessly after squeezing his soft arm with nothing flesh, and now he can only take one step and look one step at a time...

He didn't even know who the original owner of this body was...Occupying someone else's body, he felt uncomfortable thinking about it.

After taking a bath and taking care of himself normally, his bangs were carefully trimmed. Looking at the young man in the mirror who was finally energetic, Su Liunian patted his face and dangled back to the bedroom.

Whether it is death, rebirth, or the identity of this body. These things will all wait for him to get a little more energetic... He desperately needs to take a break now, and then deal with the mess.

Maybe... this is a dream.

——————

There was no comfort in his sleep. Su Liunian felt that something was coming towards him in the confusion. His body was soaked in the water, floating in the waves, his memory was like boundless darkness, and he wanted to engulf him in it.

Are those broken fragments the memory of the original owner...

The father I haven't seen since I can remember is just the biological brother and the brother who was brought back by the father who occasionally mentioned in the mother's mouth, and the mother who laughed with two dimples.

"The baby needs only one mother... Only one mother can take good care of the baby." When the three-year-old had a high fever and almost died, his mother was crying with red eyes.

I don't want my mother to be sad, so even if he wanted to know, he didn't mention the topic about "home" that his mother has been avoiding. When I was young, I moved everywhere, as if I was avoiding some kind of life. I spent my childhood and adolescence in moving. I even studied with my mother. I didn’t enter school until junior high school, but I was afraid of communicating with others. ...

For a teenager, his world is the two of him and his mother. He only needs his mother, and his mother only needs him.

But my mother died a week ago because of a terminal illness.

Before leaving, she took his hand and said sorry over and over again. She owed the boy a normal life, and also owed the boy's two brothers a sorry voice.

Because of her stubborn willfulness, her elder son has no maternal love, and the little second son who has never been at fault will be sullenly blamed since he was a child, and her little son has lost the love of the family.

The mother left home because of his father and his childhood sweetheart. The two even had children through technological means. They were discouraged and took him away from home when he was only three months old.

She seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with her father, hiding in hiding, not wanting to see him or listening to his explanation. Over the years, although she was tired of such boring hiding, she still refused to forgive her father, even if it was his father's indecision, in order to fulfill the bamboo horse who was about to die of illness. In the mother's eyes, what the father did is unforgivable. Even if she died, she would not go back to see that person.

Before she died, she hadn't repented, just smiled and said, "In this way, he will always feel guilty for me forever."

Her regret is about the child who grew up with her since she was a child. If it were not for her willfulness, he would not have been physically weak due to premature birth, would not lead an endless life of avoidance, and would not have seen his father even once.

But teenagers don’t blame their mothers. As long as the mother is happy, what does it matter whether there is a father or not?

The children who grew up with their mothers since childhood have lost their mothers, have completely lost their source of income, and are only supported by their mothers’ savings. He sold those insignificant things, followed his mother's instructions and returned to the city where he was born, took the exam that his mother had always expected him to take, and fulfilled his mother's expectations perfectly. But I still can't escape the nightmare of my mother's death. I can hardly sleep at night, and I don't like going out more and more. Finally, the boy collapsed because of the heavy pressure, and he chose to commit suicide.

As if he were in a movie, Su Liunian passed the boy's life almost once...It was not long and there were no special events, but the heavy negative emotions impacted his spirit, and his head hurts and he can't breathe.

In the dark room at night, the young man's painful whimper was exceptionally clear.

Just stay through it, stay through it...Su Liunian told himself over and over again. As long as he survives, he can have a new beginning and a new life.

For the young man, finish the life he had expected before and should have gone through.

early morning.

The young man suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a clear light in his eyes, more like he had been sober for a long time.

He turned his head to the side, and there was a white bottle on the bedside table not far away. Inside it was the medicine that took the life of a teenager...

————It's cheaper for him. Su Liunian sat up, took the medicine bottle, and then threw it away.

After that, he sat on the bed in a daze. He wanted to compile and sort out these sudden influx of memories, and slowly turn the juvenile into his own...

Even if you don't become yourself, you have to make a good place for the memory of the teenager and bury it quietly.

Whether it was out of his guilt, or out of pity for the boy.

What surprised Su Liunian was that it wasn't the young boy's ten or eight years that was not long, but the world the child lived in.

This world cannot overlap with the world he was in before.

This is more like a so-called parallel space, everything is not much different from the earth, but history, country, and even territory are far apart.

There is no China/country. Instead, there is a superpower called "China", that is, China. The history of China has been different from that of China since the Qin Dynasty.

Qin did not die for the second generation, the first emperor ruled the world with benevolence, and the eldest son helped Su succeed to the throne. The Qin Dynasty developed smoothly. After several generations of Mingjun, when the dynasty ended, the historical trajectory also changed. The following history is in line with the earth, following the rhythm that Su Liunian knows, but everything has changed.

Those well-known and well-known people in history are completely lost here, and the national heroes who appear in their place are no longer the names that Su Liunian is familiar with.

He searched through the ancient books, and the historical figures he knew never appeared, and even the Manchus never entered the customs, so the Dream of Red Mansions, one of the four famous famous also disappeared.

Huaxia is at the forefront of the world. The level of science and technology is not much higher than that of the country M known before Su Liunian's death. Mankind has entered the era of science and technology, and fully intelligent robots have replaced humans.

For Su Liunian, this may not be a parallel space, but a world called "Future".

History is completely different, so that the end of the world and the destruction of civilization recorded in history books do not give Su Liunian a trace of sadness. It is not a civilization he knows. Even if it is destroyed, he does not feel any distress.

After combing through the memories of his predecessor, Su Liunian also understood the difference in the outside world. After the recorded disaster, the rejuvenated mankind finally realized the importance of the environment. While repairing the environment, he explored the universe and began to build the first. Two planets suitable for human habitation.

In order to enrich the spiritual world of mankind, various countries established an international alliance and began to repair the civilization that suffered heavy losses. At the same time, it also encourages and supports the development of the entertainment industry, and the writing industry is among the government's primary support objects.

Although robots can serve humans better, humans still need to take up important jobs. Excessive energy consumption without entertainment will cause the government to dare not imagine the consequences.

It has been 200 years since the disaster and mankind emerged from the shadows.

It took Su Liunian two full days to sort out and accept these realities. After another two days, he was adjusting his mood in order to integrate himself into this world that was already a fact.

The first thing he needs to do is to save enough money to study and live well.

I have to say that he was lucky. His predecessor took the college entrance examination and his grades were excellent. He didn't need to run for the exam, he just had to choose a volunteer and fill it in a few days later. The problem is that the money left by his mother and the money from the sale of furniture and other things before paying the tuition fee will not be able to support his future expenses.

Two weeks after the owner moved in, the artificial intelligence in this house was finally turned on.

"Artificial Intelligence 250 is for you, do you have any needs?" Some stiff uncle's voice was slightly serious.

The artificial intelligence is in charge of the entire room. It has no so-called form, and everything in this room can be under his control. And Su Liunian's purpose for opening him is very simple... he has eaten all he can find, and life is about to start again. He needs to change the style of this room, and then live in such a depressing environment, even if he is not sick, he will be suffocated. Coming out of illness.

Although a little curious about the number, Su Liunian didn't think too much. After digesting the memory of his predecessor, he has an impression of the role of artificial intelligence.

"Turn on the optical brain power and turn on the networked system." Su Liunian ordered directly. "Purchase the food you need for a week."

"The permission to turn on the optical brain is complete. Please enter the citizen's fingerprint for the Internet."

Su Liunian stretched his hand to the round platform that was transformed by intelligence and pressed it.

"Fingerprint input is completed and citizenship is confirmed. Turn on the networked system. Note that this system will reveal where the citizen is and whether it is turned on."

"Turn on." Su Liunian did not hesitate. How can he find a job for himself if he doesn't turn on the Internet... He will starve to death.

Soon after the networked system was turned on, the smart butler sent a message: "The food has been delivered, do you sign for it?"

"Sign for it." Xianguang swept through Su Liunian's pupils, and opened his personal account on one side.

"Verification passed, payment completed."

After finishing the food for a week, Su Liunian turned on the setting system in the house and began to modify the color tone. The house he is now renting is provided by the government. He does not have the right to change the furniture. He can only adjust their shape and color, at least not looking so gloomy.

Finally finished everything he could think of for a while, Su Liunian took a bath and lay on the bed and panted...

This body was originally not good due to premature birth. Although it did not consume much physical strength, Su Liunian felt that he was about to collapse...

Do you not exercise at all because you are an otaku...

He sighed and began to plan his daily exercise. Even if he can't get back to his previous appearance, he can't just take two steps to pant. It's too shameful to look like this.

After that, Su Liunian began to worry about his account. The deposits in it were very considerable for the time being, but according to memory, no matter which school he had, all he had left after paying the tuition was probably able to stick to one month's living expenses. Instead of looking for a part-time job at the time, it is better to go online now to see what suits his current situation and can make money.

What kind of profession can sit at home without time limit and low technical requirements?

For Su Liunian, whose common sense of the world only exists in memory and has no experience, it is important to adapt to the outside world, but he still likes to stay at home. This requirement obviously narrowed the scope of work. In addition, although he was already ten/eight, but his birthday had not passed, he could not be counted as an adult, and he excluded most of his work.