27th Accidental Death Report

"Tick tick, tick tick...", the second hand of the wall clock with black border and white background took two steps to reunite with 12 again, and the hour hand was steadily pointing to 7. It is now 7:00 a.m. Beijing time, and there was a faint noise outside and car honking.

"Buzz, buzz...", the phone on the bedside table was vibrating constantly.You feel drowsy and tired, and your eyes are dim and difficult to open, but your arms have unconsciously stretched out from the quilt and picked up the mobile phone that stopped vibrating on the bedside table.

Under your constant struggle, the eyelids finally opened a little gap, and a little light leaked in.With this light, you can see the time and year on the phone. On October 2016, 10, your eyelids suddenly twitched, you stood up abruptly, and your consciousness completely came together.

You sat on the bed and stared at the phone blankly for a while, the phone vibrated again, and the screen still showed an incoming call, it seemed that the caller had no intention of giving up.But you just stared at the screen of your mobile phone quietly. The curtains are very thick, covering your bedroom without a trace of light. The faint light on the screen of your mobile phone reflects on your face, making your expression extremely gloomy.

At 7:10, the phone is still vibrating, and you finally press the answer button.

"Hello...", your voice is still hoarse when you just woke up, but it is still beautiful.

"... Manager, I'm sorry to disturb you, but, but there is an impromptu meeting held by Director Lin at 8 o'clock today, which is about the acquisition of the company. Please be sure to leave half an hour earlier." Heard you The voice was hoarse, and the secretary was obviously taken aback, and then uncomfortably told you that you need to attend the meeting this morning.

"Well, I see." You responded casually, then slowly leaned back against the cushion at the head of the bed, and suddenly sighed.

Same time, same conversation, 27th time.

Yes, this is your 27th rebirth.

At 7:20, you are still lying on the cushion, and you have no intention of getting up.You suddenly feel very tired, which has nothing to do with the body, but a deep mental exhaustion and burnout.

Because between now and January 1th, you have three months to live, during which time you have made all kinds of efforts.But there is no accident, from the first rebirth to the last time, which is the 27th time, you will always die on January 3 due to various accidents...

It's as if there is an invisible hand pushing everything. It can be called the live-action version of "Death Comes". You even think to yourself, if you gather enough times, you may try to write a few articles such as "On A person's [-]st Fancy Death" and "Beware of the [-]th Style of Accidental Injury in Life" and other reports.

At 7:25, you finally got out of bed and prepared to wash up. Instead of going to the bathroom immediately, you walked to the window, opened the curtains, and suddenly the sun flooded in. The expected good weather and the gloomy mood seemed to be half gone.

7:35, you change your clothes, tie your tie, take your notebook with you, and get ready to go to the company.While waiting for the elevator, you meet the young man who has just moved in next door.

"Hi~", the young man greeted you happily after seeing you. His chestnut hair seemed to have just been blown and washed, fluffy and full of sunshine and vitality.

You nodded slightly to him, but didn't want to have more conversations and contact with him.

"Ding!" The elevator came, and you walked into the empty elevator first, and retreated to the corner after pressing the button on the negative floor.The young man came in after you, he pressed the button on the first floor, and then looked at you with a smile.

You noticed his gaze, but still stared straight ahead unmoved.Suddenly, you feel a flash of vision, a cool scent of lemon shampoo passing over the tip of your nose, and a hairy head appears beside your shoulder, and the young man who was sitting on the opposite side has already bullied you.

He put his arm against the elevator wall behind you, bowed his head and blew restlessly next to your right ear, the tip of his tongue quickly passed your earlobe, and then sighed contentedly: "Tsk, it's so cold!" The lines are dull and seductive.

You know that your response will only make him push his feet even further, so you just looked at him coldly, with a blank expression on your face, and didn't make any answer.

He also straightened his body, taking advantage of being half a head taller than you, looking down at you and smiling, his smile was still bright and sunny, without any sense that his behavior just now and his current posture were very offensive.

In this posture, you and him were in a stalemate for a while, until the elevator door opened with a "ding", he put down his arms with a smile, turned around and walked out of the elevator, then waved his hand towards you with his back to the elevator, and then walked out of the door.

Finally, you were the only one left in the elevator. You moved your body uncomfortably, pulled the corners of your mouth stiffly, took out a tissue, and wiped away the cold and greasy touch on your earlobes bit by bit.

Thank the scum for contributing 27 of your 5 deaths, and you wouldn't want to nod him if it weren't for basic courtesy.

At 7:40, after you drive out of the basement, you turn right out of the community and meet the first red light.You looked at the time, thought for two seconds, and turned left after the green light turned on in the direction of a nearby park.

The park was very quiet in the early morning, except for those doing morning exercises, there were no more noisy voices.You walk slowly on the artificially made rough path, listening to the chirping of warblers and the rustling of leaves, you feel very peaceful in your heart.

You don't know, how long has it been since you slowed down like this, such as skipping a meeting and wandering around in the park, you smiled indifferently.It seems that since your first rebirth, you have been trying your best to restore something that is important to you in a certain sense, like a never-ending machine.But after all, people are not machines. They will always run at high speed non-stop, and they will collapse one day. Moreover, even machines need regular maintenance and repairs, let alone a person who has already weighed down a lot of burdens in his heart.

You go to a hidden corner where you often stay, this is the place you often come to, there is a lonely bench here, but later a laurel tree is planted next to it, so the bench is no longer lonely, and the long years can accompany you .

You go straight up to the bench and lie down straight down, like you used to do when you were a kid, regardless of whether you are still wearing a suit, it is not very elegant to lie on a park bench in this position.Then staring at the clusters of light yellow flowers blooming on the luxuriant osmanthus tree branches, my mind gradually emptied.

Although it is already late October, the successive heavy rains after autumn have delayed the flowering of osmanthus for a long time.The sweet-scented osmanthus, which was supposed to wither in the middle of the month, is still shining on the branches, exuding a sweet smell. The sweet cinnamon mixed with the aroma of grass and trees will make you fall asleep quickly.

This may be the best sleep you have ever had since experiencing several rebirths. The touch on the back of your head gradually becomes softer, and the cinnamon becomes more intense. It seems that your body is covered with something warm, and then there are soft petals I kissed your forehead, hair and cheeks, like a superficial touch, but it made you feel at ease.

By the time you wake up, it is already noon, and you can feel the strong and harsh light in the shade of the trees.I don't know when I was covered with an off-white cashmere blanket, which was fluffy and warm. I didn't know when I took off my glasses and put them next to the white cloth pillow.

In fact, you are a little dazed, and a few hairs may be messy and raised.I don't know when a little Douding stood beside the bench, staring at you.

"Why are you sleeping here, brother?" Xiao Douding's voice was soft and cute.

"Uh...I-I was suddenly sleepy, so-so I fell asleep...that's it." You were a little embarrassed when you heard Xiaodouding's question, but you were still serious, stuttering trying to explain.

"Oh", Xiao Douding looked at you with watery eyes, and before you were even more embarrassed by him, he asked again: "But brother doesn't have to go to work to earn money?"

You froze for a moment, suddenly lowered your eyes, and said softly: "I resigned, they don't need me anymore..."

Xiao Douding, who felt that he poked your heart, seemed a little guilty, suddenly raised his head and pulled your face, smacked, and then said happily: "Brother, don't be sad, I will give you a good one. When the baby is unhappy, mother And kiss the baby too!"

You stared blankly at his big clear eyes, but felt more and more embarrassed. It was really embarrassing to be comforted by a child.But this place is quite out of the way, you can't help being a little surprised that he can find it here.

"Baby Yun?" A voice called from a distance, Xiao Douding said goodbye to you with his big eyes bent, then hopped and hopped away with his little butt twisting.

Feeling the residual saliva on your face, you put on your glasses with a dull face, and decided to put aside the irrelevant issues first, and slipped the white cloth pillow into your arms by the way, smelled it, it smelled of sweet-scented osmanthus.Flip it over, and there's a crooked smiley face sewn into the lower right corner of the pillow, which looks a bit ugly.

You looked at it carefully for a while, and suddenly felt a lot better when you saw that crooked smiling face.