C1 —- Sudden death

Posted on November 17, 2022by UntamedS

Qiu Mingquan definitely didn’t expect that he would die like this.

 

His body spun, falling rapidly, nausea and panic squeezed the chest cavity at the same time, his eyes didn’t have time to experience the transition between life and death, when his body fell heavily on the ground!

 

“Bang!”

 

Blo-od splattered, flesh wrecked.

 

Then he felt in a trance as if his body was a little lighter and flew to a high place.

 

 

Looking down, the lawn on the ground was dark at the moment, and two people could be seen lying on it.

 

It seemed that there had been a long silence around, and the noisy voices finally started to ring. The originally dark building site also begun to light up.

 

 

Some people rushed over, some people were terrified on the phone. There were also people who took one look at the people on the ground, then turned around and vomitted.

 

Qiu Mingquan stared blankly at the body on the left. The body was torn, bloodstained, tired and showing an old face and body full of gray marks left by the weight of life.

 

This person’s face, Qiu Mingquan was hit a cold chill, was clearly his.

 

Yes, it was him. What the he-ll was going on here?

 

 

There was another strange man next to his body.

 

 

Even in the dark night, he could still see that his eyebrows were clear, the bridge of his nose was upright, and his long eyebrows were as thick as the edge of the sword. His eyes were closed, and there was blo-od on his cheeks .

 

Who was this person?

 

The ambulance whistle finally rang out sharply, and people in white coats rushed in.

 

Qiu Mingquan’s consciousness was dazed as he followed, and in the narrow space of the ambulance, only a vague voice could be heard: “Who is it? How come one is fully clothed and the other is only wearing a torn undershirt?”

 

“It seems that one is the president of Shen Chu Group, and the other is a construction worker, I heard.”

 

“Ah.” The ambulance continued to be busy, no one bothered to look at the tattered body dressed in rags, which had completely lost its vital signs.

 

 

Qiu Mingquan looked blankly at his body in the ambulance and finally remembered everything.

 

At night, he was just trying to save some money on his electricity bill, so he sneaked to the rooftop of the unfinished building to cool off, and woke up inexplicably to two people arguing.

 

 

He slept in the shadows of the miscellaneous pile on the side, and only looked bewildered for a dozen seconds before one of them pounced on the other hysterically, and in the midst of the tangle, the other one fell ten thousand feet down!

 

 

M-urder, or mistake, he didn’t even look clearly, he rushed up, trying to pull that person.

 

Then, he didn’t know what tripped under his feet, he only managed to grab the man’s arm, then he fell with the huge inertia!

 

There was no legendary flashback of the past, nor was there any freeze-frame like time freeze, only the horror of the soul flying apart.

 

He died just like that? What kind of bad luck was that?

 

The car swayed so much that Qiu Mingquan suddenly saw that his left hand was firmly clutching an object!

 

A piece of jade pendant. Round as the size of a quail’s egg, flat, and still warm.

 

–That wasn’t his, he had never had any opportunity to wear any such flashy ornaments in his poor life.

 

A few moments ago, he grabbed the man’s collar and fell out of the air, the pendant was pulled off the man’s neck and left in his palm, and the residual heat hadn’t yet subsided.

 

He had to give it back, he thought confusedly.

 

Soon the ambulance arrived at the nearby hospital and the doctors on duty started to get busy.

 

Suddenly, a young man swooped over to the stretcher and grabbed the handsome man by the stretcher.

 

“Brother Rui! Please don’t die!” He hissed, seemingly falling into hysteria, big drops of tears kept falling down.

 

From the side, this was a man with a beautiful face, but now, that beautiful face was miserably white, as if he was a wild ghost of injustice from hell.

 

Ah, yes, a few moments ago, it was this voice arguing fiercely, waking him up from his spot on the rooftop!

 

“Please save him, doctor!” The man stumbled after him, pulling the doctor with him. Beneath his thin single eyelid, his phoenix eyes were red.

 

 

Qiu Mingquan looked at him in a daze, how could such a good-looking man be so cruel as to push someone down the stairs?

 

“He fell from a high building and has multiple fatal injuries!” A doctor ran to Qiu Mingquan’s body and began to examine and give first aid, but soon shook his head – pulse undetectable, breathing stopped, pupils dilated, no more basic vital signs.

 

“Doctor Liu, this wounded man is still a little conscious!”

 

Qiu Mingquan was in a bit of a trance, and it was only then that he began to muddle through the thought of what to do if he died here.

 

Grandfather had a stroke and was paralyzed in bed, he died more than ten years ago.

 

Grandmother’s eyes weren’t effectively controlled because of her long-term diabetes, and she was almost blind. Who could take care of her when he left like this? The sadness in his heart gradually spread. The dull pain, like strong sulfuric acid, corroded his whole chest until he wanted to curl up under pressure.

 

The eyes of the handsome man on the resuscitation table, however, opened slightly.

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His dazed eyes slowly turned to the side, looking at the breathless body in the next hospital bed.

 

He was looking at his hand!

 

He didn’t know why, although the handsome man didn’t make a sound, Qiu Mingquan just had this feeling: he wanted the jade stone that belonged to him!

 

“Not good, cardiac arrest!”

 

A dazzling bright red suddenly spurted out from the man’s throat, and on the machine next to him, the ECG pulsed fiercely for a few beats before it turned into a cold straight line.

 

At this very moment, Qiu Mingquan, who was in the air, suddenly saw something that scared him for a moment.

 

The handsome man’s gaze turned in a direction and bizarrely met the sight of Qiu Mingquan in the air.

“You took my thing, it’s you!” His eyes, which were about to close, suddenly opened.

 

He stared deadly at Qiu Mingquan, his mouth clearly didn’t open and close, but Qiu Mingquan bizarrely heard a voice: “You owe me a life. I will haunt you!”

 

I’ll give it back to you! I don’t want what you have-

 

The handsome man stared deadly at Qiu Mingquan, and his gaze suddenly became as dark as an abyss, as if he wanted to swallow him whole.

 

 

“Ahhh!” Qiu Mingquan woke up in a cold sweat, once again in the dead of night in 1988. Everything in the dream was as vivid as if it had happened yesterday.

 

His small body was huddled in a hard bed, and he covered his mouth to prevent himself from screaming so as not to wake the two old people on his side.

 

But his grandmother, who slept on his right, still woke up. The old woman was old and didn’t sleep deeply, so the movements of the child was keenly felt in the narrow bed.

 

 

“Xiao Mingquan, are you having nightmares again?” The old woman asked, turning on her side.

 

 

For several days in a row, the child woke up every night from a dream, sometimes screaming, and sometimes shaking, but when she asked him what he dreamt of, he couldn’t remember.

 

The old woman sighed in her heart, this child, from childhood, was silent and less talkative, not like the lively and happy children.

 

 

When he was picked up, it wasn’t visible, but the older he got, the more obvious it was.

 

Why did he always have night terrors, he always shivered and woke up with cold and sticky sweat, he didn’t have some kind of sickness, right?

 

She worriedly reached out and touched the child’s forehead, it was really sweaty, even his temples were all wet.

 

“Grandma, I’m fine.” Qiu Mingquan said in a very soft voice, his thin body sat straight, and his slightly shaking hand reached out and rubbed comfortingly against his grandmother’s arm.

 

 

“Yes. Then sleep well, grandma is here.” The old woman felt that his forehead wasn’t burning, so she let go and slowly fell back to sleep.

 

Qiu Mingquan held his breath and tried his best to calm down his heavy breathing a little.

 

In the darkness of the night, he opened his eyes and looked at the old woman beside him.

 

It was still twenty years ago, and Grandpa was still alive and well, lying on the other side of the room, breathing heavily. Grandma’s face wasn’t that old, and there was a clear gap between her old and sickly appearance decades later.

 

 

Qiu Mingquan’s heart felt sour and his eyes wanted to tear up.

 

It was only after a long time that he turned his head and looked out the window.

 

At night in the late 80s, there weren’t as many lights as in the latter days.

 

This was the outskirts of Dongshen City, a small settlement of poor people, looking out of the small window, the night was pure black, no dirty air pollution, the distant stars were also brighter than in the latter days.

 

 

Contrast with the memories of the previous life, many things that had long been forgotten were contrasting, so he was filled with bewilderment and at the same time, there was an uncontrollable curiosity.

 

 

Falling to his death from the top of a skyscraper in his latter life a few days ago, his entire soul surprisingly returned to the late 80s when he was a child, back in his own body.

 

The rooftop, the quarrel. The strange handsome man, the horrible look in his eyes before he died.

 

Qiu Mingquan snapped his eyes shut and clenched his fingers uneasily.

 

 

What was all this, what was going on?

 

The computers and cell phones everywhere, the high-rise buildings that he couldn’t even see now….

 

 

Those memories were so vivid, the whole life track of more than 30 years, and that miserable life, no, it wasn’t false, absolutely not.

 

 

His hand, trembling, reached for the pillow and touched a warm and delicate object.

 

A cold and harsh voice instantly exploded in his mind, with endless coldness and anger.

 

 

“Person surname Qiu I warn you! If you dare to throw me away again, believe it or not I will ki-ll you!”

 

Qiu Mingquan’s hand flew away from the piece of jade. Sure enough, it wasn’t a dream!

 

The ghost of that handsome man had followed him to this life!

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