Zhao Yinxi’s hands were shaking like a Parkinson’s patient. His hair almost stood on end.
This information-packed help post reviews Zhao Yinxi’s tragic life, one of humility, diligence, hard work, and futility.
Zhao Yinxi suddenly lay down on Xiao Ran's big bed, his whole body weak. He could only smile bitterly, and he was already out of anger.
He could explain to himself that he had a humble beginning and struggled hard when he was a student; he could explain to himself that he was squeezed out of surplus value due to his hard work; he could explain to himself that after he fell into a coma, he was seized by a shameless villain who took the fruits of his research results; but, he
After working hard all night for several days, he passed out in the conference room, but it was not considered a work-related injury. His parents, who had limited legs and feet and were sick, could only kneel in front of the company's lawyer. He couldn't explain it.
Is it so dark that people in the world are so dark that they can’t even see their fingers? Has capital already controlled all the mouthpieces and public opinion has no voice?
The photo attached to the help-seeking post appeared in front of Zhao Yinxi again. In the photo, he was lying on a hospital bed with an oxygen mask covering his face. His face was blurred and his identity was unknown.
I am still alive, living like a vegetative state. Zhao Yinxi always thought that he had died a long time ago. It turned out that he was still alive.
Suddenly, Zhao Yunxi's mind flashed, and it turned out that neither he nor Xiao Ran was dead. Their bodies were still there, but their souls were wandering. It was a different kind of fate that gave them a strange intersection.
In this case, as long as my soul returns to my body, can I wake up?
I want to go back.
My family is already in so much pain and helplessness. If I don’t go back, I’m afraid my parents won’t be able to hold on any longer. If I don’t go back, this family will soon fall apart.
I want to go back and give my parents support to survive. I want to go back and expose the ugly faces of those despicable villains. I want to see how the sanctimonious boss, the thieving manager, and those colleagues who fight together are doing.
What will his expression be like after he wakes up?
But, how should we go back? Zhao Yinxi tried his best to recall the few time-travel movies he had seen.
Through the messy fragments, Zhao Yinxi concluded that probably, maybe, maybe, it should be, you can go back how you came.
How did it come about? Running? I was parasitic while running. Maybe as long as I do another intense long-distance run, I can return to my true body, embrace my heartbroken parents, save a collapsed family, and at the same time expose a farce of chickens and dogs stealing. Watch
A wonderful performance in this world.
Zhao Yinxi jumped up from the bed. He could no longer fall asleep. He wanted to go to the school playground immediately and run until he was exhausted, until his soul left his body, and until he returned to his hometown.
He opened the door and found that Xiao's father and Xiao's mother had fallen asleep, and the house was quiet. In the living room, only a small night light beside the sofa gave off a soft and quiet light.
The night view of the tall building outside the large floor-to-ceiling glass in the living room is dotted with stars, which seems real and illusory.
This familiar scene in the past seemed so strange at the moment. Zhao Yunxi’s extremely excited and excited brain suddenly woke up.
In the dead of night, if I went to school so rashly, I was afraid that not only would I not be able to revive Zhao Yinxi who was lying in bed, but I would also scare the grandfather in the reception room to death.