Traditional Culture Encyclopedia - Hotel reservation - I died 24 hours ago.

I died 24 hours ago.

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I died 24 hours ago.

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The man who said this to me is an old man. There are only a few slender hairs on his head that pass through the shiny top of his head, wearing a sloppy white robe and carrying an old plastic bag in his hand.

When I sit up, I open my mouth and scold. Where did you get this crazy old man? Curse me early in the morning.

The old man came and sat next to me, and then sat on the bed with a man.

Shit, yeah! Isn't that me? I looked at the old man in horror.

You've been dead all day, still living in a dream? Ready to go!

Nonsense, you lie! How could I die! I jumped out of bed, stood in front of the old man and glared at him.

Are you dead or not? Don't you have a b number in mind? The old man stood up and clapped his hands, and the scene changed to a dark room.

The old man picked up a charcoal basin from under the bed of the room, picked up half a cigarette butt on the ground, lit it with some residual sparks, and then crossed his legs, revealing the big red women's old slippers on his feet.

I looked at the sparks in the charcoal fire basin, suddenly remembered the day before, and then plopped down in front of the old man.

Fairy Lord! Help me, I don't want to die!

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I finally remembered that I was dead, dead as hell.

I killed myself by burning charcoal. The charcoal I bought on a treasure the other day is of really good quality. It's been burning for a day and a night, and I can still light a cigarette.

Actually, I've wanted to kill myself for a long time. Because of the pressure of life, or the ups and downs of life, or emotional setbacks, I thought about suicide a long time ago anyway.

But I really didn't think I would be stupid enough to implement it.

I can tell you responsibly that people will regret after committing suicide, and they will regret it very much.

I hugged the old man's leg and screamed at him.

The old man looked disdainful. I've met people like you many times. Everyone's dead. How can I save them?

Although I know he certainly doesn't want to be taken in by me, I don't want to be taken in by him either. Since he is a fairy, he has a way.

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I admit that when I was alive, I was actually a shameless person.

So, after I die, I am even more shameless!

However, thanks to my shameless spirit, I finally persuaded the old man

I can tell you the way to resurrect, but after you resurrect, you have to remember me as a bad old man. There is something meaningful on the old man's face.

I must be thinking about you. I'll cook whatever you want. Can I burn all the soft sister coins to your old man? I kowtow like garlic.

Okay, okay, what's the use of asking for money? All you have to do is give me a cigarette and burn something to wear. The old man looked disdainful.

Okay, okay, whatever.

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To tell the truth, it seems that immortals are not easy to do. Looking at this old man like a beggar, I dare not think what will happen to me after I die.

I remembered a sentence: "Since you are not living well, can you expect to live well after death?"

Now it seems that it is true.

I don't want to die at all. I swear, after my resurrection, I will live a good life and start over.

I sat on the ground and looked at the old man sitting on the bed, ready to listen to his arrangement.

The old man shook his head, sighed and began to explain something.

Before that, I told you that the process of resurrection is not easy, or let's just say that no one has ever succeeded. The old man looked at me with a serious expression.

It's okay. I'll try. I gave the old man a forced smile.

Frankly speaking, I am disappointed to hear what the old man said, but to be honest, I will seize the opportunity. After all, it is better than no hope.

If you come with me now, you may be able to get on the road easily and live better here; But if you try the road of resurrection, you may regret it more than you do now. Are you sure you want to do this? The old man is still talking about it.

I'm sure.

I answered the old man without thinking, this is my only chance, and I can't choose to give up.

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After some confession, the old man finally told me the method of resurrection.

I am a suicidal person, and I have given up the hope of life. Therefore, I want to collect things that support me to live from people who were related to me before my death.

I need to collect three things: parents' expectations, friends' friendship and sweetheart's love.

I thought in my mind that these three things are actually not too difficult for me. My parents must have always had expectations for me, and the friendship between me and my good friends must be there. And I, a girl who has made a spare tire for me for seven years, put down her dream male god to be with me the other day.

I asked the old man how I would collect these three things.

Now that everyone is dead, we can't go in person. All you can do is put the three items you had before you died in front of them. The old man murmured.

Is that enough? I have some doubts.

Well, things will help you collect hope. You just need to look around. The old man nodded his head.

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The first thing I collect is my parents' expectations.

There is no doubt that this is the least difficult. The item I chose was the gold pocket watch my mother gave me.

This gold pocket watch was given to my mother by my grandmother. Not long ago, she gave me this gold pocket watch. There is a black and white photo of me when I was a child.

I remember my mother told me that I would give this gold pocket watch to my wife after I got married. Before I died, my mother had been counting on having grandchildren for me.

The old man took the gold watch out of the plastic bag and threw it in the neighborhood where my parents lived.

Shit! That thing is very expensive! Take it lightly and let it go? I am very angry with the old man's behavior.

We can't deliver it ourselves, can we? How bad it is for people to see things like us. The old man looked helpless.

I have nothing to say. I looked at the gold pocket watch, was picked up by a dog and ran into the mahjong room.

Two cylinders! ..... seven ...

Aunt Wang, is this something you dropped?

What? Yes, yes. Hu pai, 50 thousand to 80 thousand. What is this? I almost didn't get the card Oh, this thing, give it to me

After that, my mother put her pocket watch in her pocket and skillfully pressed the dice key on the automatic mahjong table. From beginning to end, no one mentioned me at the whole mahjong table.

Aunt Wang! Are you kidding? Your son is dead. Do you still play cards here? Did you see his belongings and nothing came out? Hey!

Hey! Old man, are you fucking kidding? How could my mother do this to me! I looked at the old man sullenly.

Don't you see everything? Without even looking at me, the old man reached out and stole the radish skin on the bamboo pole outside.

Was the old man really a beggar before he became a fairy? I looked at the old man, how helpless I was. But I dare not call him that. After all, he is the fairy Lord, and I want something from him.

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The second thing I collect is the friendship of friends.

In order not to let my friends ignore me again, the item I chose this time is a whole box of souvenirs on my desk.

Isn't there a lot going on this time? The old man looked at me with a rogue face.

I stood up and said I wanted this.

Not many things can be successful. The old man looked disdainful and took out the box of souvenirs from the plastic bag and put it on the table.

I said, fairy Lord, if I really want to live, how big is your baby bag? Can you give me one? I'll burn a hibiscus king for you to smoke.

You are insatiable! The old man smiled in disgust. What's the use of taking things from the dead into the world of the living?

I shook my head and smiled awkwardly. At this moment, my friend Xiao Li's brother came over.

Hey! Xiao Wang, here is a box of souvenirs! Come and choose, whoever has it belongs to him! Brother Xiao Li's trademark loud voice shouted out, and my colleagues flocked to me and carved up a box of souvenirs in an instant.

All right, you dog Li! Asshole. By the way, everyone, that's my legacy. After reading these, everyone will at least give me some friendship!

Let's go! Lu Chuan! Li stood at the door and cried again. Everyone in the office left, leaving me and the old man hiding in a corner.

Son of a bitch, I've been cursing

What are you cursing? Go to the next place! The old man looked at me shyly with a smile on his face.

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The last thing I collected was the love of my sweetheart.

Xinger and I have reached the point where we can talk about marriage. It should be easy to get. I chose an ordinary silver necklace, which I saved up to buy in high school.

When I was a sophomore, I fell in love with Xinger, but I felt particularly inferior. I bought a necklace for Xinger and was laughed at by the boys who didn't study in the class. But Xinger snatched the necklace from the boy who laughed at me and gave it back to me. She said she didn't want to fall in love now, and asked me to keep it and give it to her when she wanted to fall in love in the future.

Because of this sentence, I became a spare tire for Xinger for seven years. In fact, it's not that she doesn't want to fall in love, she just has someone she likes. I, running all the way, finally got the right result.

The old man took the necklace out of the plastic bag, threw it away, and fell to the ground to pick it up alone.

That man is the male god of Xinger!

Where is this? Hotel, are you kidding? Where is Xinger going? Isn't this room the man's? What! Xinger, you!

Xinger's male god reached out and gave the necklace to Xinger. Xinger's eyes lit up at once when he saw the necklace.

Thank you. Can you tie it for me? Xinger has some happy smiles on his face.

I didn't read any more, turned around and left sadly. The old man followed unhurriedly, and the voice of the clothing store outside the hotel was very noisy, playing a Angela Zhang's Aurora.

Love is a lamp-

-Green scares you.

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Now, I finally understand what the old man said before.

After death, it's best not to look at the past. You never know, from the perspective of a third party, you are so small and pitiful.

The old man and I returned to my body.

Look, why don't I suggest you go on a trip with me? Now, do you want to be resurrected?

Want to! I nodded firmly.

Oh? Why didn't you tell me? The old man crossed his legs and looked at me with great interest, flexibly combing a few hairs on his head with one hand.

I actually figured it out. I still have a lot of unfinished things in my life, and I want to do them well. I often ignore my family, so my mother will be bored to play cards every day; I am selfish and never buy souvenirs for my friends. Although I am with Xinger, I always have doubts. I should let bygones be bygones, but I will always hurt her with past things.

After listening to my words, the old man showed some smiles on his face.

You made a deal. I can bring you back to life now.

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What! Didn't I collect nothing?

The old man clapped his hands and the picture switched to the mahjong room.

The news of my death reached home a few hours ago. My mother's first reaction was not to cry, but to look angry.

How did my son die? It's impossible! Play cards! Play cards! Poker ... my mother was loud, but tears still fell down.

People in the community saw it and spontaneously vacated the table to play cards with my mother. No one mentioned my death.

I didn't see her face after my mother got her pocket watch. She was absent-minded, and I only saw that hand all afternoon. After getting the pocket watch, she couldn't play any more, laughing and crying while talking.

I tell you, my son is very filial. ...

The screen switches again and goes back to the office downstairs. A group of people were talking, but they were in tears.

Xiao Wang accompanied me to Lijiang to buy this in college. I was lovelorn, and I almost collapsed. Xiao Wang was so unreasonable that he took my bag and left directly, leaving me no room for sadness. ...

This is Xiao Wang ...

The picture changed again and I came to the hotel.

Thank you for the necklace. Xinger went out and bowed to his goddess.

When he's dead, can't you stop thinking about me? I was wrong not to accept you before. In fact, I liked you a long time ago.

No, I liked him a long time ago, but he didn't talk.

Xinger left the hotel, but my necklace has long been lost. Xinger wanted to find an identical one, but she found it and gave it to Xinger herself.

What I want you to find is actually a precious thing in life. The old man murmured.

But a person can live positively and optimistically, not because he has anything precious. On the contrary, only by living positively and optimistically can he keep getting those precious things.

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The old man's voice is getting farther and farther away, and I suddenly feel as if I am awake. The light on the ceiling is dazzling, but I don't want to close my eyes. I must have a good look at the world.

I was breathing hard, and I sat up after making sure I was still alive.

How do you feel? The old man was wearing a white coat, his head was shining, and only a few slender hairs crossed his head.

Fairy Lord, how come I see you again! Let me go back again! Please. I plopped down on the bed and kowtowed like garlic.

I'm not a fairy, I'm a doctor. The old man smiled, and a group of people walked into the ward. I looked, and my parents, Xinger and my former colleagues all came.

You have depression and have been thinking about suicide. Before you tried to burn charcoal to commit suicide, your brain fell into a coma due to lack of oxygen. When you woke up from a coma, we just hypnotized you. Are you better now?

I rushed over and hugged Xinger tightly, and tears ran down my face.

I don't want to die again, I love this world! I love everyone and everything I meet in my life.

Yes! A person can live a positive and optimistic life, not because he has something precious. On the contrary, only by living positively and optimistically can he keep getting those precious things.

Life is the most precious, I love this world!

(End)

(PS: A theme from a long time ago, I wrote this on a whim today, and my hands are almost numb with cold, but I hope I can still warm you. )