The sky close to dawn is still very dark, and the rainstorm of the night is much smaller now.
The factories on both sides of Duolun River in Dongyan City are brightly lit, and thick smoke with dust is constantly spewing out from the low chimneys.
About 5 kilometers downstream from the largest shipyard in the city, Delinsen Shipyard, a thin figure emerged from the shoals full of fetid sludge on the river bank.
In the hazy night before dawn, he slowly climbed out of the mud and onto the gravel beach, and then fell to the ground and moved as if he had lost all his strength.
However, judging from his dimly undulating chest, he is still alive, but in poor condition.
……
Yes, Xilin is not dead.
He was also surprised that the plane crash didn't kill him.
At this time, he was lying on the gravel beach, accepting a confused and completely unfamiliar memory that suddenly appeared in his mind.
After a long time, when the strange and confused memory no longer emerged, Xilin understood the whole story.
It turns out that it's not because I'm not dead, but because I don't know whether I'm lucky or unlucky, I seem to have run into a common crossing event in the novel.
His soul pierced the body of an unfortunate boy who fell into the water. This boy, also called Xilin, was only 17 years old.
However, the family background of the 17-year-old Xilin really made his egg ache for a while.
The boy's father was once a sergeant of Dongyan Police Department, and his mother was a full-time wife with congenital heart disease.
She also has a sister who is the orphan of a colleague adopted by her father in early years.
Three years ago, in the process of arresting evil believers, my father died in the bloody ritual of evil believers.
Losing the economic pillar, this originally good family fell into the predicament of survival in an instant.
They were forced to move out of the apartment they had rented before and came to the Duolun River Shed Area, where they rented a cheap and simple brick house. In the following days, their mother alone took some odd jobs to support their sister and brother to go to school.
In the snowy month last year, my mother also died of a heart attack due to overwork.
This is undoubtedly a nightmare for the sister and brother. Without financial resources, their life becomes more and more difficult.
When Xilin "looked through" the memory of the teenager, he was inexplicably moved by such a picture:
The tungsten light is dim and dim, and the atmosphere in the simple and narrow room is particularly heavy. The teenager and a girl in a sleeveless gray check dress sit in a corner of the shabby sofa.
The girl has a thick, slightly curly, dark brown long hair, delicate skin and delicate three-dimensional facial features, which is beautiful beyond words.
In particular, the two long, symmetrical legs under her skirt, which were close together, were still extremely beautiful even in the eyes of Xilin today, although their skin was not white enough.
"I will look for a job tomorrow."
The girl suddenly opened her mouth, but it made the already heavy atmosphere more depressed.
The boy took a long breath, and his solemn expression suddenly relaxed a little, as if he had finally made up his mind to make him tangle.
"Fazi has helped me find a good job in Delinson Shipyard, and will go to work tomorrow."
"No, I'm a sister. I'm going to earn money. You should continue to go to school."
"That's the decision." The boy stood up with his hands on his knees and sighed. "You have one and a half years to go before graduation. It's not worth dropping out now."
With that, he went to the cubicle representing his bedroom.
From the memory, Xilin can clearly understand the extreme loss and regret of the teenager when he made this decision.
This sacrifice was indeed too great for him, who was not yet 17 years old.
……
The sky is hazy, and the light rain is still falling. There are dense dark yellow light spots on both sides of the river in the distance, and the roar of some large machinery is faintly audible.
Further away, it is the largest port city built by human beings on the coast of Korodila, which belongs to Dongyan City of Tarid Kingdom.
Xilin stood up from the gravel beach and shook his arm. The muddy mud splashed everywhere.
"Since I have taken over your body, I will certainly take the corresponding responsibility. Rest in peace, my namesake in a different world."
Facing the hazy and turbid Duolun River, he made his second commitment in life with solemn expression and serious tone.
The first promise was made to the college girlfriend of the former world, but after graduation, the family took the initiative to break up, so it was not a breach of the oath.
The water waves gently slapped the river bank one after another, and only the rustling sound of raindrops was heard.
Xilin turned and left the beach.
……
It took him more than half an hour to finally walk into the camp built along the Duolun River.
The road was paved with dark coal slag, and the dark mud water soaked the whole potholed road. The houses on both sides were mostly simple bungalows made of broken bricks and stones and wood boards.
On the way back and forth, there were many workers who were rushing to work. Their eyes were dull and their expressions were numb. Only when they passed the muddy Xilin, could their eyes float a trace of imperceptible curiosity.
Of course, Xilin doesn't care what others think of him. What he wants to do now is to hurry back to take a hot bath, then change into clean clothes and have a good rest, while smoothing the current situation.
Soon, he found his memory and came to a rectangular bungalow made of broken bricks and stones.
Xilin took a deep breath, cleared up his mood, pushed the rusty iron door, and found that the door was bolted from inside, so he raised his hand to knock.
However, the door was pushed open from inside before his hand knocked down.
Fortunately, Xilin responded quickly and took a step back in time, otherwise his head would definitely be hit by the door.
At the door stood a girl in a gray plaid skirt with a round collar and sleeveless skirt. The skirt hem was about a palm of a hand away from the knee.
The girl was a little thin, so she looked very tall. Her straight and symmetrical legs were tightly closed, and she stepped on a pair of slippers made from old shoes.
She is the orphan of a colleague adopted by the father of the original owner of the body, and is now Xilin's nominal sister, Sina.
Looking at her brother standing at the door like a clay figure, Sina frowned all night and finally stretched her eyebrows slightly.
"Come in quickly."
She said to Xilin that although her words were short, her tone was full of concern.
Xilin nodded, then turned sideways, carefully avoiding Sina into the room.
Kuang
Sina closed the door behind her and bolted it.
Hearing the sound behind her, Xilin turned to look at Sina.
"I'm going to boil water."
The considerate Sina pressed down her questions, and then ran into the narrow and simple kitchen, filled a pot of water and put it on the stove.
Xilin, who was doing nothing, stood where he was, and he was dirty all over, so he had to look around.
After the small old bungalow was forcibly separated from two bedrooms, a bathroom and a kitchen, the living room was left with just enough room for a sofa.
Next to Xilin was the old wooden sofa, on which lay a thin blue quilt that had been washed and faded.
He guessed in his heart that Sina should have slept here last night.
Later, he moved his eyes to the simple low table in front of the sofa, a bowl of butter onion soup, a dish of cold salad, and two pieces of wheat yellow butter bread.
"The hot water will be ready soon. I'll go and warm it again. You can eat it after you have taken a bath."
Sina's voice suddenly came from behind, which startled Xilin who was observing the living room wholeheartedly.
Because of this, Xilin realized that even though he thought he was relaxed, he still had a trace of vigilance in his heart.
Sina noticed Xilin's reaction, but did not say anything.
She walked past Xilin, bent down and picked up the butter onion soup and butter bread on the low table, then turned to the kitchen.
The whole process seems smooth and natural, but actually Sina has been paying attention to Xilin after entering the house.
He gave her a very different feeling than before. How to say, it was like... it was like a person suddenly entering a strange environment with a little vigilance in curiosity.
Yesterday afternoon, the foreman Fazi in this area came to her and told her that Xilin was late for work because of the rainstorm in the morning. Then he quarreled with the foreman Songzan and was finally driven out of the shipyard.
Xilin, who left the shipyard yesterday morning, came back muddy this morning and looked like a different person.
So, what happened on the day of his disappearance?
Sina was full of doubts about this.
