Chapter 4 dark

Am I in another world, that world is called hell?I couldn't see anything, and the cold liquid was flowing in and out of my left eye, it wasn't tears, it should be blood.Do you feel like you're bleeding when you're dead?Will you still hear the bang? The darkness made it impossible for me to prove that I was alive. Is my mind the mind of a ghost, if ghosts have minds? Darkness frightens me. I am reminded of a dream I had not long ago: I was breathing heavily in the dark, my chest seemed to be pressed by a heavy stone.I couldn't see anything clearly, I just heard a small and cold voice ringing in my ear: "Li Ximin, you are dead."

How did I die? I clearly felt that I was still alive, and my thinking was still so sensitive, but I couldn't move, and my whole body seemed to be tied up.Who's kidding me that I'm dead? After the cold voice disappeared, there was light in front of my eyes, which was pale light.I wanted to get up from the bed, but my body still couldn't move.Suddenly, I heard crying, and many people rushed into the room.Among them are my parents, my wife and children, my younger brother, my friends, and some vague faces. Relatives were all crying, and someone was saying, "Everyone is dead, there's no use crying, let's just let our condolences pass." "Who died?" I asked loudly.

But no one answered me. After a while, two masked men in white linen came to my bed and lifted me up.One of them said: "This corpse is so heavy!" Only then did I realize that I was the one who died.I shouted loudly: "I'm not dead! I'm not dead! Where are you going to carry me—" No one could hear me, and my relatives were still crying.At that moment, my heart became cold. I was carried outside the house, where a black-painted coffin lay. I was put into the coffin by those two people, and I heard someone say: "It's a pity, I died young!" Why are these people so absurd, I didn't die, how could I die? !Although my body can't move, my thinking is still so clear. How can a person still have thinking after death?I can still shout, but why are these people so deaf that they can't hear me?

After a while, I saw a person walking to the coffin, she looked down at me, her face seemed to be very close to me, but I saw her face was white, she said to me softly: "Good journey Go—" Then, a drop of her tear fell on my face, and I could feel the warmth of the tear.Who is she?I have no idea.After she finished speaking, my eyes went dark, and I fell into the eternal darkness. I heard the sound of the nailing of the coffin, and my body suddenly moved, but my struggles and shouts were of no avail. No one could feel that I was still alive. Also continues. At that moment, I was really desperate, and I felt like I was buried alive.

Am I really dead? My struggle and cry are my soul's last efforts? I howled loudly in the cold darkness, I don't believe that I will howl again, I believe my howl is full of nostalgia for life, there are people I love deeply in this world, and there are people I haven't written yet. The finished manuscript... But it was cut off from me for a moment, my body was sinking, sinking slowly in an unfathomable black hole, getting farther and farther away from reality... Am I dreaming? If yes, can I still wake up from the darkness? At this point, I didn't howl, just panted heavily.I called out the names of my wife and children in my heart, not knowing what to say to them.

I'm still at a loss.