My blurred vision gradually became clearer, and I saw a ray of warm sunlight streaming into the ward through the window.

I wanted to tear off the oxygen mask and various uncomfortable tubes on my face, but I was too weak to lift my arms. My eyes slowly focused and I saw the ward full of relatives. My parents, who were stooped and covered with white hair, were crying and their lips were trembling.

Looking over, my sister squatted in front of the bed and tried to wipe away her tears but couldn't do it, just like when she was a child, she fell and cried in pain but couldn't be coaxed.

The curve of the monitor display is getting weaker and weaker, and happy childhood memories flash past like a slideshow. Is this...about to leave?

I wanted to go home in a daze, to that poor, shabby home full of warm memories, but I couldn't speak.

Breathing became more and more intense, and my lungs were like broken bellows. I didn't know where the strength came from, but I trembled and raised my hand to touch the little painted face, trying to smile.

"Brother...wuwu..."

The tears in my palms are warm, but the girl still loves to cry.

The doctor turned and whispered four words to the two old men. The old men could no longer control their tears.

The hair on the temples is like frost, and the white-haired person has no place to talk about the desolation. As a son of a human being, it is difficult to repay the kindness of raising him in front of the filial piety hall. Scenes of childhood memories flooded into his heart, and he felt even more ashamed of his elders.

My body, which had been tortured by a terminal illness for a long time, suddenly gained strength and my face became hot.

The relatives in the ward were all crying, and I heard what the doctor said, and I reflected on it.

People have joys and sorrows, still can't believe that they will die soon, fear, unwillingness, reluctance to leave, nostalgia, regret, heart-wrenching love that is hard to let go, all kinds of feelings pass through my heart, forget it, let it go, let it all go, I feel relaxed no more

I am tired. I think back to the busy days and nights, exhausted and overwhelmed by the pressure of life. If there is an afterlife, I wish I would no longer be a human being.

"Son... don't worry about us... just go in peace..."

My father's lips were trembling and he was crying. His energy was emptied out in one sentence and he was even more sad.

A trace of heat slipped from the corner of his eyes, and all his strength began to drain away. He wanted to say something, but his throat was dry and hoarse and he couldn't. If he didn't say it again, he would have no chance.

"sorry……"

After exhaling his last breath, his palms fell weakly from the little girl's face.

Finally freed...

The sky is blue, the wind is light, the trees are green, the flowers are bright, and the birds are chirping melodiously.

The curve of the monitor turned into a straight line and sounded a warning sound. The once rebellious little sister threw herself on the hospital bed and no one could pull her away. Relatives helped the elder brother who was limp and unsteady. Doctors and nurses came forward. The little sister cried desperately to stop the infusion tube from being pulled out.

Monitor, the nurse sighed, reached out to take off the oxygen mask, and pulled up the white sheets...

The autumn leaves fall and fall into silence. Looking back for a moment, the clouds suddenly appear.

Death is both an end and a new beginning. Flowers bloom and fall over and over again. All living beings can do is let go of their obsessions and let nature take its course.

Time flies by twenty years.

One hundred thousand mountains.

Wandering in the mist in the mountain stream, splashing ink on the painting.

The clouds are green as if it is raining, and the water is sluggish with smoke.

The sky suddenly turned into a curtain of clear mountains, and the clouds still contained stone robes.

The green mountains and overlapping rock peaks hide the sky from the sun, the mountains are green and steep, the clouds cover the place and the fog surrounds the place, the streams meander and waterfalls splash, and apes crow and fish leap into the sky, egrets leap into the sky, and it is as picturesque as a fairyland.

Beside the stream, a four-meter-long white snake was swimming in the grass. It was as white as jade, its scales were smooth and fine, and its body was as soft and flexible as if it were boneless.

The snake vomited softly. The slender and bifurcated snake caught the faint smell of food in the air. It walked around the boulder and raised the snake's head to search with its heat sensor. Suddenly it accelerated its swimming and burrowed into the grass to scare away the birds. It opened its upper and lower jaws to swallow five pieces of food.

A bird egg the size of a goose egg, and then left the nest without looking back to continue looking for food.

Survival in the mountains and forests is the most important thing, hunting, eating, and maintaining body functions.

After a long time, the white snake filled its stomach and twisted its body into the pile of boulders to digest food. The snake's eyes stared at the sky outside the cave in a daze. In fact, the snake's eyes could not see very far. It was almost a high degree of myopia. It also had no external ears. It captured the smell through the snake's letter and used heat.

The sense organs detect temperature and search for targets, while hearing relies on feeling vibrations under the abdomen.

The reason why he stares at the sky in a daze is just a habit in his previous life. Perhaps it is his last wish before his death that he should no longer be a human being or even be reincarnated as a snake.

The discomfort when I was born gradually faded away with time. Twenty years of spring and autumn have erased my humanity. The memory of my past life is gradually suppressed by my animal nature. Only occasionally when I am in a daze will I think of the sad faces of my family members in front of the hospital bed. All I have to do every day when I have nothing to do is try my best to recall my past life.

, I worry that one day I may forget all that is left of me and only my survival instinct, my warm blood will no longer exist, and I will completely turn into a cold-blooded creature.

The first thing to be deliberately forgotten is the name that accompanied the previous life. Being a snake in this life no longer requires the old identity.

It’s not that I want to deliberately forget my previous life and give up on my humanity. For twenty years, I have been fighting with natural enemies for survival while living under my skin. The picturesque fairyland is just an appearance. The real forest is cruel.

White Snake summarized four rules of survival.

First, wait for the opportunity with enough patience.

Second, attack the weak and avoid the strong.

Third, no matter how strong or weak the enemy is, they must use all their strength to be cruel and bloodthirsty when attacking.

Fourth, when faced with danger, run away with all your strength.

Relying on the rules of survival, he struggled to survive from breaking out of his shell until he was now four meters long. All kinds of natural enemies were always with him, including the goshawk with a wingspan of two meters that was always hovering overhead. I still remember a time when I was careless and almost got killed by the eagle's claws.

Shred, there are bobcats wandering nearby, and the most fearless of animals, the honey badger.

Countless fights and fights with natural enemies have made the white snake even more cold-blooded and cruel. Even though it is scarred and bloody, it still fights frantically and seizes every opportunity to pierce the opponent's skin with its two sharp fangs and inject venom.

The snake has a well-proportioned body and is not very poisonous. It is not a venomous snake with a triangular head and a thin neck. It mostly relies on entangling and strangling its prey, and the venom is only an auxiliary.

The weather in the mountains changes like a child's face at a moment's notice. In a blink of an eye, there are dark clouds, lightning, and thunder.

Thunder and lightning were raging, and all the beasts were frightened. When the lightning ended, heavy raindrops fell to the ground with crackles. In the blink of an eye, it poured heavily. The white snake leaned in and was soaked by the rain. The rain will lower the body temperature. Snakes are cold-blooded animals and cannot maintain body temperature like mammals.

Keep the temperature constant. When the rain stops and the sun comes up, you have to go outside to bask in the sun to increase your body temperature to stay alert.

Looking at the rain curtain outside the cave, it was coiled up and motionless.

The White Snake's highly short-sighted eyes and poor hearing just missed an incredible scene. Other animals could see it clearly. The lead clouds were hovering like ink, and thunder and lightning struck the top of a certain mountain as if they were desperately trying. The white snake's head was eye-catchingly white with black and yellow patterns.

The tiger stood on the top of the mountain and roared in the thunder and lightning. The tiger's roar was full of anger and unwillingness. No matter how injured it was, it still refused to bow its head proudly. Lightning struck as thick as a bucket, and the wound was scorched black and dripping with blood. He lay down and could not stand up again until he could no longer stand up.

sound.

That stubborn and unyielding figure was deeply imprinted in the eyes of other animals. The ignorant beasts and birds did not understand why the tiger was struck by lightning. At the same time, they were even more afraid of the sky above their heads. This is normal. Wild animals all have this tendency.

The instinct of avoiding danger keeps them away from danger.
Chapter completed!