Infinite Life: Trapped in a lifetime

Mo Dao felt like he was falling suddenly, then his whole body was shaken, and he regained consciousness.

In front of me, I saw that strange and familiar sight again.

It’s strange because it’s been seventy years since I last saw it.

Familiar because this scene has almost become a symbol in his mind that represents his rebirth.

There is a blackboard full of formulas, a math teacher writing on the blackboard, and chalk dust scattered in the air around the teacher.

Above the head, the ceiling fan rotates slowly and creakingly,

The summer wind outside the window.

as well as,

At this moment, the body is filled with strength and energy again,

Also, that string of slowly flowing numbers.

He was reborn again, back to the moment when he was reborn the first time.

Just a moment ago, the number that had counted down to zero returned to the number that represented seventy years the moment it passed zero.

"Brother Mo, what's wrong?"

It seemed that Mo Dao's sudden movement shocked Fu Hui, who was sitting next to him, and he was also startled.

Now he lowered his voice and asked Mo Dao.

Mo Dao turned his head and looked at Fu Hui next to him.

A second ago, he was still very old. In his mind, Fu Hui, an old classmate from high school, passed away more than ten years ago.

The next moment, he was back in high school class again.

The drastic change made Mo Dao remain silent and just shook his head.

Then he rubbed his brow.

Fu Hui looked at him and didn't ask any more questions. He just looked at the math problems on the blackboard and scratched his head.

Mo Dao lowered his head and remained silent.

Feel the heart beating of your young body at this moment.

He was reborn again, which was undoubtedly a great thing.

It means that he can at least experience a different life again, even more than once...

He can spend a lot more time than ordinary people.

Probably due to the hormonal influence of this young body, he felt that his heart had come to life again, with more youthful enthusiasm and expectations for life.

in addition,

After this rebirth, he felt that his memory seemed to be stronger.

Although the scene at this moment has always been very deep in his mind,

But in the past seventy years, some details were still blurry, but at this moment, he could clearly remember some places that were originally vague.

for example,

The person sitting in the back row of him at the moment should be Qin Huaishi.

A strange yet familiar name.

It seems like the last time I heard it was decades ago, right?

Mo Dao's eyes were a little dazed, and then he pressed his brow with his hand.

It is also uncertain whether the stronger memory at this moment is the illusion brought about by youth from an old and aging body.

And at this moment,

Mo Dao felt a gentle pull behind him.

"Can I borrow a pencil sharpener?"

Mo Dao heard a faint, muffled voice from the girl named Qin Huaishi behind him.

Mo Dao turned around and looked at the girl.

He remembered that this didn't happen the last time he was reborn.

Looking at the girl who still had a hint of youthfulness but was pretty, Mo Dao paused for a moment and then smiled.

The girl's earlobes were a little red, and the blush was spreading towards her neck, but she insisted on raising her head and looking at Mo Dao's face with her eyes open.

"why are you laughing……"

"without."

The girl's voice is as thin as a mosquito,

Mo Dao just searched in the desk board, found a pencil sharpener and handed it to the girl.

The girl seemed to be staring at Mo Dao's face, trying to figure out something.

"Hey, are you okay..."

The girl asked in a lower voice, so low that it was almost inaudible.

"It's okay."

"oh."

The girl fell silent.

At this time, the deskmate next to the girl nudged the girl with her elbow.

It turned out that it was the teacher on the podium who cast his gaze this way, but it was because of Qin Huaishi's reputation as a eugenic that he didn't reveal it.

The girl sharpened her pencil in embarrassment and embarrassment.

Seeing that there was no movement here, the teacher on the stage turned back and continued teaching.

Next to her, the girl’s deskmate witnessed the girl’s series of confusing behaviors.

The girl who used to use a gel pen very well took out a pencil. After writing a few strokes, the pencil broke.

Then the scene just now happened. At this time, everyone at the table was still a little confused.

Mo Dao turned around and smiled again.

You are young, what an interesting little girl.

When he was reborn for the first time, why hadn't he discovered that there was such a little girl?

Then, Mo Dao realized that he was still using the mentality of an old man, and then he laughed dumbly,

After laughing, I sighed again.

How nice.

There is a poem saying: I wanted to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and drink it with me, but in the end it was different. I was a young man traveling.

But he can do it again, again.

Raising his head, Mo Dao focused his attention again and looked at the string of numbers that started flowing again.

"36,792,853"

Everything started again, when he was eighteen years old.

Just, I don’t know,

The moment the previous number passed and jumped back to zero, he was reborn again and returned to the age of 18.

Still, this number represents his lifespan. The moment he dies, he returns to this moment.

These two things seem to be the same at the moment, but their meanings are completely different.

But now, Mo Dao has no way of knowing, and he doesn't dare to experiment.

…

But it didn't take long,

Mo Dao knew the answer.

He was twenty-two years old this year,

On long time scales, some accidents are bound to happen.

And before Mo Dao had spent that long, an accident happened.

Maybe he just ran into a car and was hit by a car again.

Although it's not a big truck, but a car that ran a red light,

But the ending is still good.

When Mo Dao opened his eyes again, he was sitting in the high school class again, facing this familiar scene.

This unexpected death at least proves one thing.

He didn't need the countdown to reach zero to return to the age of eighteen.

Even if the string of numbers that keeps passing by does not return to zero, if he dies, he will be reborn to this moment again.

in addition,

It has also been verified that rebirth will increase memory.

It just seems that this life is not long, and this growth is not obvious.

After each reincarnation, memory will be improved, or IQ?

That's pretty good,

Is this an auxiliary ability for constant rebirth?

At least, it can be guaranteed that the memory of that life will not be confused.

at last,

And the most important thing,

He probably can't be reborn just once or twice...most likely many times.

Being reborn once was a coincidence, and being reborn twice or three times at the same moment has changed from a coincidence to a necessity.

Even this countdown will not change,

Then he can probably survive these seventy years many times.

He can start from this eighteen years old and live life after life.

In a way, does this mean he is immortal?

"Brother Mo, are you okay?"

Mo Dao heard another familiar words from Fu Hui, who was sitting next to him at the table:

"It's okay."

Mo Dao smiled and shook his head, then looked at the reset countdown in front of him,

There was some tiredness in his eyes.

This rebirth in just a few years made him feel indescribably tired.

Not physically, but mentally.

If we say that a normal past life can lead to a different life again.

This short period of rebirth made Mo Dao feel that his efforts were in vain.

in addition,

Mo Dao actually felt nervous or panic for no reason.

Although this ray of emotion was buried very deep, it still slightly affected Mo Dao.

Eternal life...

A life that can be repeated infinitely.

It seemed as if there was a bottomless abyss waiting for him ahead.

That is not necessarily a danger in a realistic sense...for example, how long can his morality be maintained in this kind of life.

Even personality, how long can it last?

At this moment, Mo Dao seemed to have foreseen some distant things.

Shaking his head, Mo Dao suppressed these emotions.

Just look at the countdown numbers in front of me again.

Then in this life,

What is he going to do?