life pawn game

Chapter 4

When he was still walking around, Jiang Feihong would occasionally think back on his life. He felt that this life was full of regrets. He had a successful career and a lot of children and grandchildren.

Some entrepreneurs went through a lot of suffering when they were young, but he did not.He was born in a rural family. He was taken care of by his parents when he was a child, supported by teachers in college, and helped by noble people after graduation. His journey was smooth and smooth.

The ruthless iron mouth of life tore, chewed, and swallowed countless people, but he was lucky to be spared.

Without suffering, naturally there should be no regrets.

I thought it shouldn't be there.

After falling in the yard and lying in bed for a few days, his mind is a bit out of order.

He thought of the tree he had planted, he hadn't planted that tree consciously.This sounds a bit like a horror story. It's not that he was controlled by A Piao, it's just that he planted the tree on a whim.

When he went to the countryside to visit his relatives, he saw them planting a sapling in the yard. He had never shoveled the soil, so he suddenly wanted to give it a try.The secretary brought him a brand new shovel, and he buried a few shovelfuls of soil for the sapling.

After burying it, he forgot about it. After returning to his hometown several times, he never thought of that tree.

Unexpectedly, more than ten years later, when he was lying on the bed, the shadow of the tree suddenly struck and occupied his mind.

Is that tree still there?How do you look?Did it work out?It's cold, won't it freeze up?

He regretted, and later found that regret is not having no children and grandchildren, regret is not doing nothing, regret is not suffering, regret is such a tree with a shallow fate, and he wants to see it.

Along with the tree come many things with the same shallow fate.

More than 20 years ago, I met several times in the elevator. The intern with a sweet smile. More than 30 years ago, the affair was discovered. I bought a seaside villa to coax my wife. An old friend more than 40 years ago, and my family more than 50 years ago. Uncle, the swing made by my father more than 60 years ago...

He understood that what he missed was actually being alive.

Those whose parents are still alive will not miss their parents, and those who are alive do not need to miss being alive. Only after he has stepped into the gate of hell with one foot, will he miss the living Didi.

He immediately transferred to the hospital and invited the best doctor to see him.

After taking X-rays, intubating tubes, and taking medicines, the situation became more serious than before.

In the past few days, he slept a lot and woke up very little. He knew that his body had been trapped in the gate of hell, and only one hand was tightly grasping the door frame. If he relaxed a little, he would fall into complete darkness.

For the first time in his life, he felt hopeless.

Tweet -

There were birds chirping outside the window, and he wanted to listen carefully, but the whispers of his daughter-in-law and grandson disturbed the birdsong.

The two thought that he would lose hearing when he was old. He couldn't hear before, but after lying on the bed for so long, his body became heavier and his ears became more and more sensitive.

He was angry, not that his grandson and daughter-in-law didn't care about him from the bottom of their hearts, but that their voices overshadowed the birdsong.

He wanted to hear more of that vibrant voice.

At this time, he felt a little heavy on his shoulders, and a suona sound was looming.The sound was very far away at first, but after he focused on listening, the sound got closer and closer.

Listen carefully, the suona sound is loud, loud, and annoying, as if it was coming from beside him.

However, there was no suona or sound around him at all.

Ah, could it be that the impermanence of black and white has come to arrest the soul?Is this suona sound the funeral music of the underworld?

He opened his eyes wide and looked towards the sound.

There was a knocking sensation on the shoulder, it turned out that the soul came out of the shoulder!

"focus."

With a tap, a male voice came.

Jiang Feihong was astonished, a vague figure appeared together with that voice.

The figure stood beside his bed, with one hand on his shoulder.

"Don't talk."

Jiang Feihong closed his open mouth, and he glanced at his daughter-in-law and grandson by the window, but neither of them noticed the figure beside his bed.

"They can't perceive me. My presence is very thin, because my hand touches your shoulder, and the music is so loud that you can barely see me and hear my voice."

The other hand of the figure raised up, as if pressing something, the suona sound disappeared.

In an instant, the figure became blurred again. It could be seen that it was a human figure before, but now it became an oval.

Jiang Feihong's heart beat faster, and the doctor who was always paying attention to him walked in immediately to help him do a physical examination. The daughter-in-law and grandson at the window followed him to the bedside, pretending to be anxious.

These people, even if they were so close, even if their eyes scanned the direction of the figure, they didn't respond.

What kind of existence is this figure!
"I am...well, the shopkeeper of a pawn shop." Human Shadow said, "Have you seen the No. [-] pawn shop? Just blink three times."

Jiang Feihong didn't blink, he didn't know what the other party was talking about.

"I haven't seen it, it's more troublesome." There was distress in the figure's words.

Jiang Feihong felt nervous, what would happen if he didn't see it?What will happen after seeing it?He has not experienced this feeling of being nervous because of the small behavior of others for a long time.

The shadow seemed to see his nervousness, and said, "It's okay if you haven't seen it, let's go straight to the point."

theme?what subject?Is today my death day?

Jiang Feihong stared at the figure, the doctor talked to him, but he didn't care about it, the doctor told him to relax, he didn't care to listen.

"One year's lifespan is priced at [-] million yuan, how about it?"

Jiang Feihong was stunned. It wasn't because the price was too expensive. He was a well-known industrialist in the whole country. It was nothing to spend [-] million in cash. What made him feel unbelievable was what the other party meant.

What is the lifespan of one year? What is the word "price"?
Although the old saying goes that "money can turn ghosts", the current market economy has given money an unprecedented status, but he has long known that such mass-printed things are not as useful or sacred as imagined.

Now, the figure in front of him told him that as long as [-] million, can he exchange for a year of life?

Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and there was a ray of coolness on the skin that dripped. He woke up suddenly and nodded quickly.

He made great movements, and the pipes connected to the instrument rattled.

"Mr. Jiang! Mr. Jiang!" The doctor was startled and wanted to hold him down.

"Dad! Dad!" The daughter-in-law stepped forward to help.

"Grandpa, grandpa!" The grandson turned pale and dared not go forward.

Get out of the way, you all get out of the way!Jiang Feihong wanted to push them away, but his body was too heavy and his arms couldn't move.

"Then, the pawn is established."

A ball of light was thrown out by the figure and landed on Jiang Feihong's chest, like a block of snow falling into the water, it instantly melted away and submerged.

"Put the money into this card." The figure shook Jiang Feihong's hand, and then let go.

Jiang Feihong blinked his eyes, and in the imperceptible gap of less than a second, the figure disappeared.

"Mr. Jiang, can you hear me..."

The doctor was still nagging, Jiang Feihong waved his hand away, slapping away his dangling arm in front of him.

There was a soft clap of palms, and Jiang Feihong, the doctor, daughter-in-law, and grandson were all stunned.

For a moment, a smile appeared on Jiang Feihong's old face, his arms were controlled, his body was no longer heavy, and his breathing was easy.

He strained his waist and sat up.

The doctor, daughter-in-law and grandson backed away in a hurry, with numbness in the scalp and weakness in the legs and feet.

A person who was clearly unable to move and was about to die suddenly sat up!
"Hahahaha-"

When Jiang Feihong's loud laughter sounded, they had no choice but to support the wall.

"What are you still doing in a daze, pull out these needles and tubes for me!" Jiang Feihong said with staring eyes.

The doctor couldn't tell whether Jiang Feihong was a zombie, a ghost, or a ghost, so he didn't dare to do it, so he called the nurses.

Taking off the equipment on his body, putting on his clothes, and standing by the window, Jiang Feihong took a deep breath of the cold air, and spread out the palm that the figure last touched. In the palm was a note with a bank card number written on it.

(End of this chapter)