False success

Chapter 8

Until his death at the age of 22, Sheng Yu only wore the uniform once.

After some soldiers die, their comrades will help them put on military uniforms, and the national flag will be covered at the funeral.

But Sheng Yu didn't get this treatment.

This is not because his comrades are irresponsible, but because he sacrificed too badly—when he was hunting down foreign arms dealers, he was the first wave of scouts sent out. The core position sends back the first piece of terrain information.

When Qin Li and other comrades arrived, the arsenal was already in flames, and there were scattered and charred human fragments scattered on the ground.

That group of scouts consisted of seven people, none of them survived, and even the remains were difficult to piece together.

Sheng Yu didn't have much impression of the explosion, his life disappeared almost instantly, and even the memory of the pain was almost blurred.

His last thought: sneak into the top floor and take out the snipers lurking there.

Eight years of ignorance.When I woke up in another completely unfamiliar body, it seemed that only a few minutes had passed.

He was lying in the hospital, wearing an oxygen mask, with many tubes inserted into his body, and the monotonous sound of the equipment was heard by his ears.

Opening his eyes, he struggled to focus, only to realize that he was lying on the hospital bed.

The headache was splitting, and the body was completely out of control. Not only could it not move, but there was also a faint force that pushed itself outside.

He struggled anxiously, and the movement attracted doctors and nurses.

They looked at the instruments and infusion bottles in an orderly manner, with indifferent expressions on their faces.

At this time, he remembered that he was injured in the explosion.

What about the task?Did you make it?

The explosion was so violent, what about comrades?Has anyone sacrificed?

His eyes were wide open, cold sweat was dripping down, but his throat seemed to be choked, and he couldn't make a sound.

The doctor seemed to be talking to him, but he couldn't hear clearly, his vision was blurred, his ears were filled with "buzzing" sounds, and there was a frosted glass in front of his eyes.

This feeling, like the body is not your own at all.

After struggling for a long time, he didn't know whether it was due to exhaustion or some kind of hypnotic and tranquilizing medicine that the doctor added to the potion. He gradually couldn't open his eyes, and his consciousness was once again shrouded in darkness.

When I woke up again, I was still unable to see or hear clearly. Every time I felt that someone was pushing me off the bed, I looked around in confusion, but there was no one around.

Probably because the body is too weak and has hallucinations.

But he didn't understand why no one came to visit him.

Where is the captain?What about Qin Li?resemble……

He even thought of Xiao Qu almost instinctively, and after a brief absence, he smiled bitterly.

Xiao Qu is abroad, maybe he doesn't know that he was seriously injured during the mission, and almost...

Suddenly, he really wanted to see how he was injured, whether he was missing arms or legs, or disfigured?

But he couldn't speak, and he didn't have the strength to move.

Even if there is, probably dare not go to the mirror.

It was the arsenal that exploded. It is not easy to save a life. The body should have been severely burned, and the legs...

There is no feeling in the leg at all, and it may have been amputated.

An indescribable bitterness shook in my heart, and even the corners of my eyes were wet inadvertently.

Sorry.

Why didn't you tell Xiao Qu when your body was intact—I like you?

Up to now, this sentence can no longer be uttered.

I never gave birth to a beautiful and delicate skin, it was dark, and Xiao Qu used to complain about it as "black as a lump of carbon".

But at least the carbon-like skin is smooth and healthy.

just now……

He closed his eyes, unable to imagine what the hell he looked like.

There is no concept of time in the ward, and nurses make rounds and change dressings regularly.He didn't know how long he had been lying there, but slowly, the extremely uncoordinated sense of conflict in his body gradually subsided, and his vision and hearing also slowly recovered.

He saw a man who came to visit him.

The man was dressed in a suit and burst into tears as soon as he entered the ward.

"You finally woke up! You scared me to death! Why are you fighting with the guests? Can you beat them!"

He was stunned, not knowing what the man was talking about.

"I..." He tried to open his mouth, but the first syllable he uttered surprised him suddenly.

It's not his voice!

Even though he was badly injured, perhaps even his vocal cords were injured, he also knew that this could never be his voice!

His voice is a bit rough, deep and hoarse, Xiao Qu always laughed at him as "loud and rough", but now, his voice is clear and soft, like...

Just like Shen Zhao when he was young!

He was shocked beyond measure, and trembled all over.The instrument at the bedside made a series of abnormal noises, and the visitor called the doctor in a panic.

After some treatment, he fell asleep again.

Half asleep, half awake, he saw a sea of ​​flames, and then the arsenal, burned to the ground.

He walked in the ruins and saw extremely bloody severed limbs and fragments.

The scene changed suddenly, and a solemn funeral was unfolding in front of my eyes.

In the hazy rain, a group of people in military uniforms held black umbrellas.He saw the captain and Qin Li.

I also saw my own tombstone.

The photo inlaid on the tombstone must have been refined, and he was so handsome that he dared not admit that it was him.

He squatted by the tombstone, touched the photo, and when he got up, his comrades walked past him one by one. Many of them wore sunglasses to cover their red eyes, and silently placed white flowers in front of his photo.

He has experienced this scene several times.

This is the cemetery of the army. Every time a comrade dies, the same scene will be repeated.

But this time, he became the main character.

So am I dead?

Who is that lying in the hospital?

Accepting that you have sacrificed is actually not particularly difficult.The explosion was so terrible that it was a miracle that he survived.

But it was extremely difficult for Sheng Yu to accept that he was reborn in another body.

He woke up, looking at his beautiful self in the mirror, his mind went blank.

One death, one life, in the blink of an eye, eight years have passed since the explosion.

He gradually learned that the man who came that day was a manager who worked in a club named Huashi.And the owner of this body is Cheng Qing, 22 years old, the hostess in the clubhouse. He was almost beaten to death because of a conflict with a guest a while ago.

In other words, he was killed.

22 years old... He clutched his forehead, enduring the severe pain from the back of his head.

He was only 22 years old when he died that year.Life has not gone through half, and left in a hurry.

I didn't have time to leave a "goodbye" to the people I cared about.

He didn't tell anyone that he wasn't really Cheng Qing.

He didn't know where Cheng Qing went.

In the dream, he occasionally heard a voice.That voice told him that it was only accidental that he broke into this body, but it was destined to dissipate in the future.

Every time he wakes up, his hospital gown will be wet with sweat.

I have already died once, and I understand the taste of death, so knowing that this picked up life will not last long, my heart is particularly heavy.

He really couldn't figure out why he was reborn. Is it just because the young man named Chengqing died, and this body needs to be filled?

Until one day, the manager inadvertently revealed a piece of information.

——Hua Shi's boss is named Xiao Qu, and he is 30 years old this year.

He suddenly understood the meaning of his rebirth.