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He could clearly feel every muscle under his body, the blood flowing under the skin, and the nerves that filled every corner of his body, but he completely lost control, except for the eyeballs, no matter how he struggled, No matter how hard he exerted his power, no matter how he resisted, he remained motionless.
It is as if the brain and the body are completely cut off.
He felt as if he was a package, tightly **** and airtight, unable to do simple movements such as twisting his neck, and then he was thrown directly into the lake.
The ice-cold lake water began to drill in along the pores, the body temperature began to drop bit by bit, the residual air in the lungs began to disappear bit by bit, and the light around the line of sight began to dim bit by bit. There were no waves or undercurrents in the calm water of the lake. You could clearly feel the traces of the water gently sliding over your fingertips, but he couldn't move at all.
The lungs began to heat up, and the brain began to crash due to lack of oxygen. Suddenly, he realized that he was paralyzed in high position.
He can still feel the presence of the body’s limbs, but cannot control them to make any movements; he can still feel the instinct/instinct of the body, but cannot control the movement of any muscles; he can still feel the existence of the world, but only Able to watch. This is not a joke.
No anger, no fear, no panic, no sadness, no pain...and no despair.
He just lay quietly on the spot like this, just stunned. Time and space seemed to have lost their meaning. He knew what it meant, but he didn't know what it meant. The chaos and confusion at that moment made him lose the ability to react.
Lan Li originally thought that his memories had become blurred, and that it had already happened in his previous life.
After lying on a hospital bed/for ten years, he has long been accustomed to that state, as if his soul is bound in a fist-sized Rubik’s cube. No matter how hard he struggles, his world is only so big and he enjoys freedom. The only way to do this is to put wings on your thoughts and soar freely through movies. This has become the norm in life.
But when the memory was reawakened, the details in the depths of the mind resurfaced again, vivid and vivid, it seemed that he had never forgotten, and was never really used to it. That kind of emptiness, the kind of bewilderment, the kind of lack of stunnedness, are still so real.
Lan Li stared at his eyes and looked straight ahead. There was only a large area of white in his sight. From every corner, it slowly rushed over, eating every inch of the surrounding space, and even devouring his body. Fingers, feet, wrists, ankles... the extremely slow process had an unstoppable momentum. He tried to struggle, but to no avail.
My hands, feet, body, and head are all unconscious, not even my fingertips.
The momentary panic was swallowed by confusion immediately, and Lan Li didn't even have time to think: What the **** is going on, isn't he on the plane heading to Seattle? Hasn't he been born again? Didn't he realize his dream? Hasn't he got rid of the trouble of memories? Wait, is this the "buried alive" shooting scene or the "anti-cancer me"?
All the question marks just flashed past, and a sound came from the ear, from far to near, there was only a rustle of wind in the last second, and the eardrum exploded like thunder in the next second. "Sir, are you okay?"
Turning his head abruptly, his head regained freedom, Lan Li blinked subconsciously, adjusted his sitting posture, and then saw the flight attendant standing next to the aisle with a polite smile on her face. But Wei Wei was a little stiff, and there was still an unconcealed worry in his eyes.
Lan Li twitched the corners of her mouth, her facial muscles stiffened, "It's okay. I'm fine."
Just now I just wandered away, awakened the memory of the previous life, and instantly fell into the quagmire of the memory again. The sense of substitution is too real and too turbulent, and there is no need to experience that emotion again, almost effortlessly like the last time "buried alive".
He thought he had forgotten. sincerely.
The flight attendant carefully looked at Lan Li's face. Although there was a faint sweat on his forehead, his eyes had calmed down, and the aura around him seemed to stabilize. Maybe, just had a nightmare. Since Lan Li said it was okay, she didn't ask too much.
"Sorry to interrupt your rest, Lan Li, I personally like your performance in the'Pacific War' very much. I don't know if you can sign me." The flight attendant said cautiously. In fact, this is a violation of the airline system. , But as long as the guest’s consent is obtained, the flight attendant will turn a blind eye.
Lan Li twitched the corner of his mouth again, and this time successfully sketched out a small smile, "Of course, it's my honor."
The other party showed a big smile and said in a low voice, "Thank you so much." Then he took out the napkins and carbon pens he had prepared long ago, his eyes flashed with excitement, and he could hardly restrain himself. The excitement, "Congratulations on winning the Sundance Award. I and a few good friends are looking forward to that work."
Lan Li had regained his composure at this time, and his thoughts had calmed down again. He quickly signed his name on the napkin, and at the same time asked, "Who is this gift to?"
"Betty. Betty is fine." The other party's voice was trembling slightly.
After signing the signature, Lan Li handed back the napkin and the carbon pen again, and said with a smile, "Miss,'Betty is good', thank you for your support. I hope you will not be disappointed after watching'Love Is Crazy'."
The gentleman's decent words still contained a little ridicule, and the flight attendant chuckled, but in order not to affect the other passengers, she had to close her mouth, which caused her shoulders to tremble slightly. She nodded vigorously at Lan Li, "Don't worry, I will never be disappointed."
Immediately afterwards, she took a half step back, smiled and reminded kindly, "The plane is ready to land, and we will arrive at the destination in fifteen minutes at most. I hope you have a pleasant journey this time." Those wonderful pairs There was shining light in the eyes.
Lan Li didn't answer, but closed his jaw with a smile. He could feel the love and admiration in the sight of the flight attendant. He believed that as long as he spoke, the date tonight would be over. However, Lan Li was not in the mood now, so he politely ignored the other party's hint.
The flight attendant was a little disappointed, but she nodded for a moment, turned and left.
Lan Li turned his head, there are still layers of white clouds outside the window, and occasionally through the gaps, you can see the city below. Without the towering clouds of New York, and the cold and dark gray of New York, it is not continuous. The absolutely green color is refreshing. Lan Li's thoughts slowly settled, no longer turbulent, no longer irritating, no longer boiling, just falling gently.
People always imagine that when they learn major news, terminal illness, death, madness, emotional ups and downs, dramatic ups and downs. But the fact is not so. After the message is delivered to the brain, the first reaction is lack of realism.
Just like other people.
There are always countless "others" in life. When disasters and bad luck fall on others, I always feel that it happened to other people. A certain child became an orphan because his parents were in a car accident, and a certain student. I chose to end my life because of school violence. A certain office worker died suddenly at his desk because he stayed up late and worked overtime... Those were stories from other people, which made people feel sad, but never felt the pain.
However, when bad luck fell on him, he became the "other person" in the eyes of other people, and the sense of distortion was like a free fall, falling instantly, bewildered. There is no emotional breakdown, no drama outburst, just confusion, and at a loss——
What is going on?
When Lan Li first learned that he was paralyzed from a high position, he was stunned. There is no absurdity, no fear, just stunned, and waited until the realism slowly penetrated into the skin ~ www.novelhall.com~ cold and sharp, the thoughts started to work again-or, to experience all that. It’s Chu Jiashu, which is more accurate.
In the beginning, he had no idea what it meant to be paralyzed by a high position.
It's not that he doesn't understand this term, or that he doesn't know his situation-he knows he can't move, he knows that he must rely on others to survive, he knows that his life comes to an abrupt end at this moment; Rather, he couldn't really feel how much impact such drastic changes had on his life.
Those changes are permeating out bit by bit in the course of life. A look, a dialogue, and a cross-over of eyesight, these unspeakable little details make life completely unrecognizable.
Then, at a certain moment, the sense of reality is finally completed, and that kind of pain and despair will suddenly explode, and even oneself can't bear it.
Was it the same when Will Rissel first learned that he was diagnosed? Isn’t that the case with Adam in the script? If it was Lan Li instead of Chu Jiashu, would it be different if he faced the same situation?
Lan Li stared at the scenery outside the window, the green gradually increased. The emerald green shrouded in mist and rain stretched along the graceful river, emerald green, dripping blue, indigo, smoky gray, like an ink painting, in the clear The spring water that bottomed out was full of water.
The undulating city horizon reveals a graceful and feminine temperament. The quiet, far-reaching, beautiful and elegant landscape is like a girl in a water village in the south of the Yangtze River, wearing a cheongsam and holding a paper umbrella, passing through the misty drizzle and curling up. I haven't seen the face yet, but time has stopped at the edge of the umbrella.
Seattle, here it is.
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He could clearly feel every muscle under his body, the blood flowing under the skin, and the nerves that filled every corner of his body, but he completely lost control, except for the eyeballs, no matter how he struggled, No matter how hard he exerted his power, no matter how he resisted, he remained motionless.
It is as if the brain and the body are completely cut off.
He felt as if he was a package, tightly **** and airtight, unable to do simple movements such as twisting his neck, and then he was thrown directly into the lake.
The ice-cold lake water began to drill in along the pores, the body temperature began to drop bit by bit, the residual air in the lungs began to disappear bit by bit, and the light around the line of sight began to dim bit by bit. There were no waves or undercurrents in the calm water of the lake. You could clearly feel the traces of the water gently sliding over your fingertips, but he couldn't move at all.
The lungs began to heat up, and the brain began to crash due to lack of oxygen. Suddenly, he realized that he was paralyzed in high position.
He can still feel the presence of the body’s limbs, but cannot control them to make any movements; he can still feel the instinct/instinct of the body, but cannot control the movement of any muscles; he can still feel the existence of the world, but only Able to watch. This is not a joke.
No anger, no fear, no panic, no sadness, no pain...and no despair.
He just lay quietly on the spot like this, just stunned. Time and space seemed to have lost their meaning. He knew what it meant, but he didn't know what it meant. The chaos and confusion at that moment made him lose the ability to react.
Lan Li originally thought that his memories had become blurred, and that it had already happened in his previous life.
After lying on a hospital bed/for ten years, he has long been accustomed to that state, as if his soul is bound in a fist-sized Rubik’s cube. No matter how hard he struggles, his world is only so big and he enjoys freedom. The only way to do this is to put wings on your thoughts and soar freely through movies. This has become the norm in life.
But when the memory was reawakened, the details in the depths of the mind resurfaced again, vivid and vivid, it seemed that he had never forgotten, and was never really used to it. That kind of emptiness, the kind of bewilderment, the kind of lack of stunnedness, are still so real.
Lan Li stared at his eyes and looked straight ahead. There was only a large area of white in his sight. From every corner, it slowly rushed over, eating every inch of the surrounding space, and even devouring his body. Fingers, feet, wrists, ankles... the extremely slow process had an unstoppable momentum. He tried to struggle, but to no avail.
My hands, feet, body, and head are all unconscious, not even my fingertips.
The momentary panic was swallowed by confusion immediately, and Lan Li didn't even have time to think: What the **** is going on, isn't he on the plane heading to Seattle? Hasn't he been born again? Didn't he realize his dream? Hasn't he got rid of the trouble of memories? Wait, is this the "buried alive" shooting scene or the "anti-cancer me"?
All the question marks just flashed past, and a sound came from the ear, from far to near, there was only a rustle of wind in the last second, and the eardrum exploded like thunder in the next second. "Sir, are you okay?"
Turning his head abruptly, his head regained freedom, Lan Li blinked subconsciously, adjusted his sitting posture, and then saw the flight attendant standing next to the aisle with a polite smile on her face. But Wei Wei was a little stiff, and there was still an unconcealed worry in his eyes.
Lan Li twitched the corners of her mouth, her facial muscles stiffened, "It's okay. I'm fine."
Just now I just wandered away, awakened the memory of the previous life, and instantly fell into the quagmire of the memory again. The sense of substitution is too real and too turbulent, and there is no need to experience that emotion again, almost effortlessly like the last time "buried alive".
He thought he had forgotten. sincerely.
The flight attendant carefully looked at Lan Li's face. Although there was a faint sweat on his forehead, his eyes had calmed down, and the aura around him seemed to stabilize. Maybe, just had a nightmare. Since Lan Li said it was okay, she didn't ask too much.
"Sorry to interrupt your rest, Lan Li, I personally like your performance in the'Pacific War' very much. I don't know if you can sign me." The flight attendant said cautiously. In fact, this is a violation of the airline system. , But as long as the guest’s consent is obtained, the flight attendant will turn a blind eye.
Lan Li twitched the corner of his mouth again, and this time successfully sketched out a small smile, "Of course, it's my honor."
The other party showed a big smile and said in a low voice, "Thank you so much." Then he took out the napkins and carbon pens he had prepared long ago, his eyes flashed with excitement, and he could hardly restrain himself. The excitement, "Congratulations on winning the Sundance Award. I and a few good friends are looking forward to that work."
Lan Li had regained his composure at this time, and his thoughts had calmed down again. He quickly signed his name on the napkin, and at the same time asked, "Who is this gift to?"
"Betty. Betty is fine." The other party's voice was trembling slightly.
After signing the signature, Lan Li handed back the napkin and the carbon pen again, and said with a smile, "Miss,'Betty is good', thank you for your support. I hope you will not be disappointed after watching'Love Is Crazy'."
The gentleman's decent words still contained a little ridicule, and the flight attendant chuckled, but in order not to affect the other passengers, she had to close her mouth, which caused her shoulders to tremble slightly. She nodded vigorously at Lan Li, "Don't worry, I will never be disappointed."
Immediately afterwards, she took a half step back, smiled and reminded kindly, "The plane is ready to land, and we will arrive at the destination in fifteen minutes at most. I hope you have a pleasant journey this time." Those wonderful pairs There was shining light in the eyes.
Lan Li didn't answer, but closed his jaw with a smile. He could feel the love and admiration in the sight of the flight attendant. He believed that as long as he spoke, the date tonight would be over. However, Lan Li was not in the mood now, so he politely ignored the other party's hint.
The flight attendant was a little disappointed, but she nodded for a moment, turned and left.
Lan Li turned his head, there are still layers of white clouds outside the window, and occasionally through the gaps, you can see the city below. Without the towering clouds of New York, and the cold and dark gray of New York, it is not continuous. The absolutely green color is refreshing. Lan Li's thoughts slowly settled, no longer turbulent, no longer irritating, no longer boiling, just falling gently.
People always imagine that when they learn major news, terminal illness, death, madness, emotional ups and downs, dramatic ups and downs. But the fact is not so. After the message is delivered to the brain, the first reaction is lack of realism.
Just like other people.
There are always countless "others" in life. When disasters and bad luck fall on others, I always feel that it happened to other people. A certain child became an orphan because his parents were in a car accident, and a certain student. I chose to end my life because of school violence. A certain office worker died suddenly at his desk because he stayed up late and worked overtime... Those were stories from other people, which made people feel sad, but never felt the pain.
However, when bad luck fell on him, he became the "other person" in the eyes of other people, and the sense of distortion was like a free fall, falling instantly, bewildered. There is no emotional breakdown, no drama outburst, just confusion, and at a loss——
What is going on?
When Lan Li first learned that he was paralyzed from a high position, he was stunned. There is no absurdity, no fear, just stunned, and waited until the realism slowly penetrated into the skin ~ www.novelhall.com~ cold and sharp, the thoughts started to work again-or, to experience all that. It’s Chu Jiashu, which is more accurate.
In the beginning, he had no idea what it meant to be paralyzed by a high position.
It's not that he doesn't understand this term, or that he doesn't know his situation-he knows he can't move, he knows that he must rely on others to survive, he knows that his life comes to an abrupt end at this moment; Rather, he couldn't really feel how much impact such drastic changes had on his life.
Those changes are permeating out bit by bit in the course of life. A look, a dialogue, and a cross-over of eyesight, these unspeakable little details make life completely unrecognizable.
Then, at a certain moment, the sense of reality is finally completed, and that kind of pain and despair will suddenly explode, and even oneself can't bear it.
Was it the same when Will Rissel first learned that he was diagnosed? Isn’t that the case with Adam in the script? If it was Lan Li instead of Chu Jiashu, would it be different if he faced the same situation?
Lan Li stared at the scenery outside the window, the green gradually increased. The emerald green shrouded in mist and rain stretched along the graceful river, emerald green, dripping blue, indigo, smoky gray, like an ink painting, in the clear The spring water that bottomed out was full of water.
The undulating city horizon reveals a graceful and feminine temperament. The quiet, far-reaching, beautiful and elegant landscape is like a girl in a water village in the south of the Yangtze River, wearing a cheongsam and holding a paper umbrella, passing through the misty drizzle and curling up. I haven't seen the face yet, but time has stopped at the edge of the umbrella.
Seattle, here it is.
Please remember the domain name of this book's first publication:. 4Fiction Network Mobile Edition Reading URL:
He could clearly feel every muscle under his body, the blood flowing under the skin, and the nerves that filled every corner of his body, but he completely lost control, except for the eyeballs, no matter how he struggled, No matter how hard he exerted his power, no matter how he resisted, he remained motionless.It is as if the brain and the body are completely cut off.He felt as if he was a package, tightly **** and airtight, unable to do simple movements such as twisting his neck, and then he was thrown directly into the lake.The ice-cold lake water began to drill in along the pores, the body temperature began to drop bit by bit, the residual air in the lungs began to disappear bit by bit, and the light around the line of sight began to dim bit by bit. There were no waves or undercurrents in the calm water of the lake. You could clearly feel the traces of the water gently sliding over your fingertips, but he couldn't move at all.The lungs began to heat up, and the brain began to crash due to lack of oxygen. Suddenly, he realized that he was paralyzed in high position.He can still feel the presence of the body's limbs, but cannot control them to make any movements; he can still feel the instinct/instinct of the body, but cannot control the movement of any muscles; he can still feel the existence of the world, but only Able to watch. This is not a joke.No anger, no fear, no panic, no sadness, no pain...and no despair.He just lay quietly on the spot like this, just stunned. Time and space seemed to have lost their meaning. He knew what it meant, but he didn't know what it meant. The chaos and confusion at that moment made him lose the ability to react.Lan Li originally thought that his memories had become blurred, and that it had already happened in his previous life.After lying on a hospital bed/for ten years, he has long been accustomed to that state, as if his soul is bound in a fist-sized Rubik's cube. No matter how hard he struggles, his world is only so big and he enjoys freedom. The only way to do this is to put wings on your thoughts and soar freely through movies. This has become the norm in life.But when the memory was reawakened, the details in the depths of the mind resurfaced again, vivid and vivid, it seemed that he had never forgotten, and was never really used to it. That kind of emptiness, the kind of bewilderment, the kind of lack of stunnedness, are still so real.Lan Li stared at his eyes and looked straight ahead. There was only a large area of white in his sight. From every corner, it slowly rushed over, eating every inch of the surrounding space, and even devouring his body. Fingers, feet, wrists, ankles... the extremely slow process had an unstoppable momentum. He tried to struggle, but to no avail.My hands, feet, body, and head are all unconscious, not even my fingertips.The momentary panic was swallowed by confusion immediately, and Lan Li didn't even have time to think: What the **** is going on, isn't he on the plane heading to Seattle? Hasn't he been born again? Didn't he realize his dream? Hasn't he got rid of the trouble of memories? Wait, is this the "buried alive" shooting scene or the "anti-cancer me"?All the question marks just flashed past, and a sound came from the ear, from far to near, there was only a rustle of wind in the last second, and the eardrum exploded like thunder in the next second. "Sir, are you okay?"Turning his head abruptly, his head regained freedom, Lan Li blinked subconsciously, adjusted his sitting posture, and then saw the flight attendant standing next to the aisle with a polite smile on her face. But Wei Wei was a little stiff, and there was still an unconcealed worry in his eyes.Lan Li twitched the corners of her mouth, her facial muscles stiffened, "It's okay. I'm fine."Just now I just wandered away, awakened the memory of the previous life, and instantly fell into the quagmire of the memory again. The sense of substitution is too real and too turbulent, and there is no need to experience that emotion again, almost effortlessly like the last time "buried alive".He thought he had forgotten. sincerely.The flight attendant carefully looked at Lan Li's face. Although there was a faint sweat on his forehead, his eyes had calmed down, and the aura around him seemed to stabilize. Maybe, just had a nightmare. Since Lan Li said it was okay, she didn't ask too much."Sorry to interrupt your rest, Lan Li, I personally like your performance in the'Pacific War' very much. I don't know if you can sign me." The flight attendant said cautiously. In fact, this is a violation of the airline system. , But as long as the guest's consent is obtained, the flight attendant will turn a blind eye.Lan Li twitched the corner of his mouth again, and this time successfully sketched out a small smile, "Of course, it's my honor."The other party showed a big smile and said in a low voice, "Thank you so much." Then he took out the napkins and carbon pens he had prepared long ago, his eyes flashed with excitement, and he could hardly restrain himself. The excitement, "Congratulations on winning the Sundance Award. I and a few good friends are looking forward to that work."Lan Li had regained his composure at this time, and his thoughts had calmed down again. He quickly signed his name on the napkin, and at the same time asked, "Who is this gift to?""Betty. Betty is fine." The other party's voice was trembling slightly.After signing the signature, Lan Li handed back the napkin and the carbon pen again, and said with a smile, "Miss,'Betty is good', thank you for your support. I hope you will not be disappointed after watching'Love Is Crazy'."The gentleman's decent words still contained a little ridicule, and the flight attendant chuckled, but in order not to affect the other passengers, she had to close her mouth, which caused her shoulders to tremble slightly. She nodded vigorously at Lan Li, "Don't worry, I will never be disappointed."Immediately afterwards, she took a half step back, smiled and reminded kindly, "The plane is ready to land, and we will arrive at the destination in fifteen minutes at most. I hope you have a pleasant journey this time." Those wonderful pairs There was shining light in the eyes.Lan Li didn't answer, but closed his jaw with a smile. He could feel the love and admiration in the sight of the flight attendant. He believed that as long as he spoke, the date tonight would be over. However, Lan Li was not in the mood now, so he politely ignored the other party's hint.The flight attendant was a little disappointed, but she nodded for a moment, turned and left.Lan Li turned his head, there are still layers of white clouds outside the window, and occasionally through the gaps, you can see the city below. Without the towering clouds of New York, and the cold and dark gray of New York, it is not continuous. The absolutely green color is refreshing. Lan Li's thoughts slowly settled, no longer turbulent, no longer irritating, no longer boiling, just falling gently.People always imagine that when they learn major news, terminal illness, death, madness, emotional ups and downs, dramatic ups and downs. But the fact is not so. After the message is delivered to the brain, the first reaction is lack of realism.Just like other people.There are always countless "others" in life. When disasters and bad luck fall on others, I always feel that it happened to other people. A certain child became an orphan because his parents were in a car accident, and a certain student. I chose to end my life because of school violence. A certain office worker died suddenly at his desk because he stayed up late and worked overtime... Those were stories from other people, which made people feel sad, but never felt the pain.However, when bad luck fell on him, he became the "other person" in the eyes of other people, and the sense of distortion was like a free fall, falling instantly, bewildered. There is no emotional breakdown, no drama outburst, just confusion, and at a lossWhat is going on?When Lan Li first learned that he was paralyzed from a high position, he was stunned. There is no absurdity, no fear, just stunned, and waited until the realism slowly penetrated into the skin ~ www.novelhall.com~ cold and sharp, the thoughts started to work again-or, to experience all that. It's Chu Jiashu, which is more accurate.In the beginning, he had no idea what it meant to be paralyzed by a high position.It's not that he doesn't understand this term, or that he doesn't know his situation-he knows he can't move, he knows that he must rely on others to survive, he knows that his life comes to an abrupt end at this moment; Rather, he couldn't really feel how much impact such drastic changes had on his life.Those changes are permeating out bit by bit in the course of life. A look, a dialogue, and a cross-over of eyesight, these unspeakable little details make life completely unrecognizable.Then, at a certain moment, the sense of reality is finally completed, and that kind of pain and despair will suddenly explode, and even oneself can't bear it.Was it the same when Will Rissel first learned that he was diagnosed? Isn't that the case with Adam in the script? If it was Lan Li instead of Chu Jiashu, would it be different if he faced the same situation?Lan Li stared at the scenery outside the window, the green gradually increased. The emerald green shrouded in mist and rain stretched along the graceful river, emerald green, dripping blue, indigo, smoky gray, like an ink painting, in the clear The spring water that bottomed out was full of water.The undulating city horizon reveals a graceful and feminine temperament. The quiet, far-reaching, beautiful and elegant landscape is like a girl in a water village in the south of the Yangtze River, wearing a cheongsam and holding a paper umbrella, passing through the misty drizzle and curling up. I haven't seen the face yet, but time has stopped at the edge of the umbrella.Seattle, here it is.Please remember the domain name of this book's first publication:. 4Fiction Network Mobile Edition Reading URL:
