Noisy sounds kept pouring into my ears, like the buzzing of bees constantly trembling nerves.

The cold liquid slowly flowed through her face, causing Meng Li, who was in a semi-unconscious, to let out a moan.

In the confused feeling, there seemed to be a huge sense of alienation between him and the world.

There seemed to be a clock in my mind, ticking and ticking.

The dense white light spots kept emerging and fading from the darkness in front of them like garbled codes.

Until a huge and majestic bell sound came to my ears, like the solemn bell tower of the church, and it felt like the sound of waves slamming against the reefs...

The garbled codes in my mind gradually intertwined and changed, and finally formed a strange symbol that was neither conceived nor indecipherable in words.

boom!

It seemed like breaking through some kind of diaphragm, the sound of laughter and beating, the faint smell of smell, the cold touch under my body, the red light outside my eyelids all kinds of stimulating sensory information poured into my mind...

"Huh!" After bounced his eyelids a few times, Meng Li suddenly opened his eyes and subconsciously sat upright.

He was a 16-year-old Korean high school student named Li Minxi. All the memories of his life were finally digested by him.

However, compared to the huge and chaotic torrent of memory, what attracted him more was a light screen in his mind.

Name: Li Minxi

Physical constitution: weak

Talent: Elementary Friendship

Skills: Chinese, Korean, English Parkour

Return point: 0

Meng Li, or the boy named Li Minxi, habitually narrowed his eyes.

In front of me is a spacious street, with tall buildings covering some of the fiery red sunsets. Neon billboards flashing with psychedelic colors before nightfall.

All kinds of people walking back and forth - young girls with backpacks, office workers with tired faces, honest middle-aged people carrying large bags of luggage, simple women holding little boys...

Of course, there are more cars honking their horns and passengers poking their heads out of the window...

In front of me is an extremely real world, so real that Li Minxi, who has memories of his previous life, feels dazed.

He climbed up from the ground next to the public toilet sink in a daze, turned on the faucet and threw the cool tap water on his face.

He slowly raised his head, and on the mottled whitewashed wall, there was a pale and handsome face in the wide mirror, both familiar and unfamiliar.

Li Minxi closed his eyes, and there seemed to be still a picture of the journey through time remaining in his mind.

Car accident, first aid, death...

Desperate parents and crying wife and children...

The fists were clenched unconsciously and slowly released. Li Minxi was silent for a long time and finally let go of his frown.

Is there anything more precious than having life again?

Li Minxi's answer is no.

So what I should do now is not to immerse myself in sad emotions, but to cheer up and live a good life.

What I admire most in my previous life was Yu Hua's attitude towards life and towards life.

People live for the sake of life. Life itself has meaning and does not require other added value.

Meng Li wiped his face, calmly smoothed the wrinkles of the white shirt, took out a piece of white paper from his trousers pocket, and bent down to wipe the stains on the sneakers.

Since you plan to do it again, you must treat it seriously, and a good appearance can lead to a good start.

The light screen in my mind still exists, reminding Li Minxi of its existence at all times.

I have never eaten pork, nor have I seen pigs running. After being bombarded by the novel of rebirth in my previous life, Li Minxi easily accepted the existence of light screens.

It's just adding points.

In a sense, the golden finger can be said to be the standard for the protagonist, but even with the golden finger, Li Minxi will still not use his life to bet on the power of the protagonist's halo.

If you win, you will not have any unexpected benefits as the protagonist or the protagonist. If you lose, you will need to say nothing.

A stiff smile forced aside, Li Minxi walked towards a nearby convenience store while tidying up the memories in his mind.

...

"Chenghui 500 yuan." The convenience store owner glanced at the orange juice in Li Minxi's hand.

Nodded, Li Minxi took out his wallet to check out, "Boss, do you know where the nearest ATM is?"

"Turn right when you go out, the second traffic light intersection."

"Okay, thank you." Li Minxi smiled, forming a sharp contrast with the expressionless boss.

"Hey!" It was not until Li Minxi walked away that the boss tsk twice. He had long noticed that Li Minxi fainted in the public toilet, a young addict who looked pale, except that his smile did not match his entire temperament.

As for calling the police to send it to the hospital, hehe, this is not promoted in Seoul.

"Young now!" The boss raised his legs and poured himself a cup of tea. He didn't want to admit that the young man's smile touched him...

Unfortunately, the person involved, Li Minxi, had no knowledge of the psychological changes of the convenience store owner, and was not sure about the smile he had trained in the workplace in his previous life. Even if it was false, it seemed so precious in this world where there was no smile.

...

It was approaching dusk, but more and more pedestrians were on the road. The youth of young people was dedicated to the daytime, and they could only find their true self at night.

On the way to the ATM, Li Minxi saw many drunk middle-aged people sitting on the ground, chatting and drinking.

He has seen the lives of the lowest-level groups in society and is very clear about the origins of these people.

This is the sorrow of society and has nothing to do with him as an individual.

All he has to do now is to find the ATM machine, take out the compensation for the car accident of his predecessor's parents, and then find a place to settle down.

He came to Seoul alone to sue. Although he died suddenly at the public toilet in the end, even Li Minxi, who was already an adult, had to admire the courage of his predecessor. However, now he is depressed that it is his turn to deal with the follow-up problem.

For example, the most important accommodation issue.

Put the money taken from the ATM into his pocket and politely said to the person behind him, "Please give it."

Ignoring a few sneaky gazes from the corner, Lee Min-hee strode towards the hotel near Seoul Station.

Without worries, although life is more difficult for a person, on the other hand, there are also many less troubles.

Li Minxi, holding his trouser pocket, walked on the sidewalk by the road, thinking about his future plans.

...

"That old man seems to be very injured and may need help, so go and help him."

Some people were talking about it in front of him, and Li Minxi subconsciously looked up.

On the pedestrian street in front of Seoul Station, a gray-haired old man covered his bloody neck and walked forward numbly like a walking corpse.

Passers-by nearby were pointing fingers. Two young people saw this scene and wanted to come up to help.

Li Minxi couldn't help but stop. The scene in front of him was a little familiar, and seemed to have seen it somewhere.

"Old man, old man, how are you..." The man in a glasses chased after him, but stopped when he got closer.

"Uh, it smells so smelly!" The man in glasses pinched his nose, his eyebrows twisted together, and his face naturally had a look of contempt, and he turned around and returned.

"What's wrong?" The companion of the man with glasses was a little surprised.

"Hey, it's an old beggar, an old beggar!" the man in glasses explained, walking over with disgust.

"It's an old beggar!" The companion suddenly realized.

"TMD, it's an old beggar. I still want to help him!" The man in glasses was a little angry and turned around and glared at the direction of the old beggar.

Li Minxi on the other side had a special feeling, always feeling that he had seen this scene somewhere.

But he didn't think much about it, but instead walked towards the "old beggar" mentioned by the two men with glasses.

"Old man, please wait. I have some money and you can take it to the hospital for an emergency."

The "old beggar" stopped and his turbid eyes began to focus, frozen on the young man in front of him.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." A hoarse and low voice sounded, and he took a few bills from Li Minxi.

Li Minxi wanted to speak but stopped, but didn't know what to do. After all, he was just a pitiful person, so what could he help?

The old man walked forward a few steps, but stopped again, turned around and looked straight at Li Minxi.

"Cough, ache, I, too, I have contributed to this country..."

What kind of look is that?

Despair, numbness, confusion... I just can't see a glimmer of hope.

Li Minxi's scalp was numb when he was staring at her, but she could only smile reluctantly and said, "I understand, you shouldn't be treated like this."

"Let's go, the further you go, the better..." The old man turned around numbly and continued to walk forward.

Li Minxi shook her head as the old man walked away, not knowing what to say.

The pedestrians nearby turned their attention to Li Minxi.

Especially the two young men before, they seemed to be very despised by Li Minxi and the "old beggar". They pointed at Li Minxi playfully, and occasionally made a few deliberate laughs.
Chapter completed!