Volume 2: The Source of Life Chapter 2: Death Cannot Kill

  Suicide?

  Hehe, but the result will only be painful.

  If there's anything in this world that I find hard to accept, suicide is definitely among the top three.

  I once attempted suicide, but failed. I don't remember which time it was, but I couldn't bear it anymore and chose to jump from a building. What's even more depressing is that I didn't die, it's quite absurd, jumping from over 20 floors and not dying.

  I became a vegetable, in my mother's painful crying, I spent a long cycle on the hospital bed.

  Right after another reincarnation, my determination to die was quite firm. This time I wouldn't jump off a building like a fool again. After considering all options for half a year, I finally chose a safe method from a series of suicidal behaviors including jumping into the sea, cutting veins, shooting, taking drugs...

  That's volcano jumping.

  At that time, looking at the red hot volcanic lava, I was overjoyed and cried.

  With a nonchalant wave of my hand, I bid farewell to this terrible world. I jumped down without any hesitation, and when the scorching magma incinerated my body into ashes, the joy in my heart was beyond description.

  But just a few seconds later, my joyful heart gradually became bewildered. If my body had been burned to ashes, then I should have died, so how could I still feel joy?

  Later I found out that the body was gone, but the consciousness or soul still existed.

  I don't know how long I floated in the air, but my consciousness was suddenly pulled by a great force and attached to an antique. In someone else's evaluation and criticism, I spent a miserable reincarnation.

  Alas, I'm too lazy to scold anymore... I can't even die properly.

  So, the third death doesn't need to be said much, of course it's not suicide, but homicide. After regaining consciousness, he was still attached to an antique.

  Now, I just want to protect myself from dying again.

  All the way thinking and stopping, I walked to the door of my home. Looking at those police cars outside the door, I knew that for mother's being tied up, father chose to report to the police as usual at the first time.

  The house was in a mess, and the normally irritable father was curled up on the sofa, clutching his hair with both hands, his eyes filled with bloodshot.

  When I saw me coming back, my father didn't say a word, raised his head and looked at a beautiful woman in a female police uniform next to him. I also stood still, waiting for her to come over, and had to deal with a bunch of nonsense that I had already said countless times.

  "Hello, I'm Hong Na, from the Municipal Investigation Department."

  I nodded and said, "Oh."

  "Your mother has been kidnapped."

  I said: "Oh."

  "Do you have anything to say?"

  I shook my head: "No."

  Hanna frowned and asked again: "This morning, before your mom went out to buy vegetables, was there anything particularly strange?"

  I shook my head: "No."

  "Did she give you any special instructions?"

  I shook my head again: "No."

  "Nonsense, what's this?" Hong Na sneered with a calm and collected smile, pulling out the note paper that my mother had left for me in the morning.

  I nodded and said, "Oh, yes, there is."

  "You..." My skepticism suddenly changed her complexion.

  Another beauty was annoyed by me, Hong Na shook her head, "Forget it, mind your own business, be careful when you go out."

  "Oh."

  I nodded and walked upstairs.

  "Hey," as I reached the stairs, Hong Na called out to me again, "Your mom's been kidnapped, aren't you worried at all?"

  "Why should I worry?"

  "Is that your mom?"

  "Yes," I nodded, "it's my mom, what does it have to do with you whether I'm heartbroken or not?"

  In Hana's stunned gaze, I went back upstairs without stopping.

  Hong Na, born in 1980, graduated from the Central Party School's Economics and Trade Department. Her father is the Deputy Director of the National Political Department. After being transferred to this city, she worked at the Municipal Commercial Crime Investigation Division.

  In other words, she is not from the Reconnaissance Department at all.

  This time, Hongna suspected that my mother's kidnapping case was fake. Because my father is now handling the bankruptcy procedures of the company. She suspected that my father faked the kidnapping and embezzled cash from the company for private use.

  And I know all this because in the first few reincarnations, I had an extremely close relationship with her. I was even her first man, of course, it's not clear how this reincarnation will be.

  But I think we won't have anything to do with each other.

  This time around, I'll do the same as before, wait for the special welfare lottery in a month's time, win the 10 million grand prize, leave 4 million to my parents, use the remaining money to buy a large number of necessities, and then find a place with beautiful scenery to wait for the inevitable cycle to come again.

  This is a great way for me to quickly get rid of life's troubles. In the last few dozen reincarnations, I've always managed to survive like this.

  As for whether my father can use the remaining money to make a comeback and then go bankrupt again, that's not something I can control. For me, having done this much is already enough to clear my conscience.

  In a vacant and soulless daze, I calmly spent the first day of this reincarnation.

  When I woke up, the police had left. The kidnapper gave us three days' time and told us to bring 5 million yuan to Tianzhu Mountain in exchange for the person after three days.

  The actual situation is like this, I won't say more, in short it has nothing to do with me.

  Carrying my school bag, I head to school.

  Still a noisy classroom, still a familiar day. In order to make the things I see slightly different, I deliberately walked into the classroom a few minutes late.

  In fact, being late won't change anything. When the school bell rings, everything is reset to zero. Of course, I can also use skipping class to avoid all this. But what's the point of avoiding it anyway?

  The days that are even more unbearable than being in prison have no end.

  Today in memory will be very lively, the specific situation I'm too lazy to talk about, the topic of discussion for the whole class will revolve around a piece of news that Jian Hongyi heard from his father, no mistake, it's that my mother was kidnapped.

  But this kind of bustle has long been meaningless to me.

  "Brother Cheng, Auntie will be fine." Gao Pangzi was the first to walk up to me, his eyes filled with sincerity.

  "Uh-huh, I know." I put on a strong expression and nodded heavily to reassure him.

  Wang Fujun also walked over, his normally silly face unusually serious, "Cheng Ge, hold on."

  Facing the two people who have been good brothers to me in both my previous life and the more than ten cycles afterwards, I shouldn't show too much indifference.

  I slightly raised the corner of my mouth, twisted out a wry smile, and said something that made them break out in goosebumps: "Yeah, I'm fine. I believe the Party and government will protect the common people."

  Bell...

  The school bell rang, I slowly closed my eyes, made up my mind, including Cui Hongyi who used to be my wife, today I won't talk to anyone. They like gossiping, let them gossip about themselves, I won't join in.

  At this moment, a voice that made my hair stand on end suddenly rang out.

  "Classmates, pay attention, today I'm going to introduce a classmate."

  The beautiful class teacher who didn't have classes in the morning suddenly walked into the classroom, as a class teacher, it's not strange to come and walk around the class often, but for me, this is simply a bolt from the blue.

  I suddenly opened my eyes and stared at her stiffly. In all the memories I could recall, there was no such segment. And when I saw the white-clothed woman standing beside her, the shock in my heart was simply beyond words.

  She is a beautiful woman with long hair, slightly shorter than me, slender and tall in figure, straight waist, especially her eyes are like a pool of clear water, when she turns around, there is a kind of cold and proud temperament that makes people feel intimidated and dare not profane.

  But what's been keeping me up at night isn't her stunning looks, it's that I've never even met her.

  "Fatty," I suddenly shouted at the top of my voice, startling everyone around me, while I remained completely unaware, "pinch me to see if I'm dreaming."

  The fat boy stared straight at the beauty, drooling as he said: "Pinch you? I'm still wondering if this is a dream." As he spoke, his greasy fat hand reached down to pinch his own leg.

  Looking at Gao Pangzi's comical appearance of gnashing his teeth and splitting his mouth, the calm Dead Sea in my heart suddenly stirred up a 12-level typhoon, churning restlessly.

  Is this true? How can this be true?

  Once again, with an extremely serious attitude, I recalled it once more. No mistake, this segment had never occurred in the hundreds of cycles I experienced.

  For a moment, I was completely stunned.

  After a long while, I suddenly shook my head, "This is not the point, the key is that from yesterday to now, I've been walking on the same old path, and the butterfly's wings haven't even started flapping. Since it didn't have any impact, how could this transfer student appear?"

  "How could she show up?"

  In an instant, I completely collapsed.

  "Fang Cheng, what's wrong?" Lian Hongyi unexpectedly shook my arm, and this small movement made me tense up like a startled little animal.

  I suddenly let out a loud roar and rushed out of the classroom amidst the stunned gazes of everyone. But little did I know, the woman in white didn't even give me a glance, she introduced herself indifferently: "Mm, my name is Lin Muxian, this time I'm just temporarily staying here, won't be staying for long, hope you all can automatically ignore my existence."

  While Lin Hongyi gazed at my departing figure with a crazed look, he also glanced at the calm and detached Lin Muxian on the podium, gritting his teeth: "Damn you, evil spirit."

  The sunset is red all over, sprinkling golden light on the ground.

  The cloud is like a fire burning.

  People have used countless beautiful words to describe the beauty of sunset, but in my opinion, these beauties are all superficial and on the surface.

  Flowers bloom and wither, the moon rises and falls, all things in the world have their own trajectory. The slowly setting sun will rise again tomorrow, this kind of natural and effortless perfect operation is so touching.

  How can she appear?

  This is too unnatural and overly pretentious.

  Behind the school on the mountain top, I gaze out at the sunset, and yet this question still lingers in my mind, unable to be shaken off.

  I once again carefully recall everything that happened yesterday: waking up in the morning, my mother called me to get out of bed, then went to the vegetable market. At school, I had a small argument with Lin Hongyi and our class teacher, and after returning home, I dealt with Hong Na.

  All of this is completely different from my previous life, and my butterfly wings have not even flapped yet. But then, Lin Muxian suddenly popped out.

  Even on the first day of the past life, I stopped my mother from going to the vegetable market and avoided being kidnapped. Also, in the process of dealing with Hong Na, I showed off my masculine charm and made her jump around like a little deer.

  That's right, I haven't seen Lin Muxian appear either.

  Everything is in chaos, the world is in chaos, and so is my heart.

  Everything is in chaos.

  That evening I didn't go anywhere, standing alone on the mountain top, watching the sunset fall, the moon rising, and the starlight twinkling in the vast sky.

  The cool night wind blows through my clothes, cold and piercing, but a hint of madness rises in my numb heart.

  Yes, a surge of excitement suddenly rose in my heart, and an inexplicable thrill spread throughout my body. The heart that had been dormant for nearly a thousand years was like a small bird escaping from its cage, jumping up and down excitedly.

  Perhaps... I will attain liberation in this cycle of rebirth!

  Steady on, don't get too excited. I told myself that. The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment - this principle has been deeply ingrained in me for nearly a thousand years.

  What should I do then?

  The beautiful morning sunlight shines on me, warm and cozy, I carry this question with me as I head down the mountain.