When Hua Yunfei woke up from his coma, he found that he had moved to a new place.
The ceiling looked familiar. He turned around and looked around. Everything was so familiar and a little strange.
This is his room!
After more than a year of death, his parents did not abandon his room. Instead, they cleaned it very cleanly, and even the decorations on the computer desk were not thrown away.
Thinking of this, Hua Yunfei felt a little heartbroken.
It was really painful to lose a son in middle age. It was hard to imagine how his parents had been through this year.
"Dongdong."
The door of the room was carefully knocked twice, and then gently pushed open. It was his mother Wang Qing.
Seeing Hua Yunfei open his eyes, she was so happy that she quickly called her father Hua Lanshan over.
"Finally woke up, scared us to death." Hua Lanshan and Wang Qing patted their chests, with lingering fears.
They almost thought that their baby son, who had just returned to their arms, was going to leave again.
"Dad, Mom, I'm fine."
Hua Yunfei comforted, sat up, and moved his body slightly. The headache and dizziness had indeed disappeared.
"It's good that you're fine, it's good that you're fine."
Hua Lanshan and Wang Qing were like frightened birds, afraid that the tragedy would happen again.
If it happened again, they really couldn't bear it.
"Dad, Mom, why is this room still there?" Hua Yunfei asked, looking at the decorations on the computer desk.
He didn't remember much, but he still had some impression of his room.
"Because..."
Hua Lanshan and Wang Qing looked at each other with bitter faces, but Hua Lanshan said: "No parents can accept their children leaving first. They are expecting miracles to happen almost every day."
"Your mother cleans every day, and cries every day when she looks at the Pokémon ornaments you have worked hard to collect..."
Wang Qing elbowed Hua Lanshan and said unhappily: "Now is a happy time, why say those things?"
Hua Lanshan laughed and was a little embarrassed, "That's right, blame me."
Hua Yunfei looked at the two people and felt bad. He remembered Hua Lanshan and Wang Qing, but they were much older than he remembered.
The two had just reached middle age, but their hair was mostly white, with obvious wrinkles and dark yellow skin.
It can be imagined how much his death hit the two people, and they completely lost their expectations for life.
He looked at the Pokémon ornaments on the computer desk, "Some of them seem new, I don't remember."
Hua Lanshan said: "Some of them were bought by your mother on your birthday, and some were picked out for you in the store when she missed you..."
When Wang Qing next to him said this, her eyes were full of tears, thinking of the indescribable feelings during the past year.
Hua Yunfei was also moved, "Dad, Mom, thank you, I am sorry for you."
Hua Lanshan waved his hand quickly, "Why say that? You are our son, we will always love you."
Hua Yunfei nodded gently.
Wang Qing said, "Son, do you want to eat anything? Mom will cook it for you."
Hua Yunfei thought about it and didn't remember what he liked to eat, so he said, "Just cook what Mom is good at. I like everything."
Wang Qing smiled and nodded, "Okay, Mom will go out to buy vegetables now. I will buy all your favorites. You can have a good rest at home."
As she said that, she pulled Hua Lanshan out of the room and told him, "You stay at home to look after your son. I will go to buy vegetables by myself."
She was afraid that her son, who had just returned, would disappear again.
Hua Lanshan nodded, "Okay, don't worry. Watch out for cars when you cross the road."
Wang Qing nodded, picked up the basket, and went out happily.
In the room, Hua Yunfei walked to the computer desk, picked up the Pokémon ornaments on the desk and looked at them. Then he looked out the window again, his eyes a little absent-minded.
Is he...really back?
It was so real. Could Kaoshan Sect really be a dream?
He clenched his fist unconsciously.
It was true that he had always wanted to return to Earth, but he also didn't want to lose his companions from Kaoshan Sect.
"I don't believe it!"
Hua Yunfei's eyes became serious, he gritted his teeth and sat down on the bed, and began to meditate and practice.
Although he was on Earth now, he had noticed someone spying on him from a distance, which made him sure that there were immortals on Earth!
The great powers recorded in history books may be true!
After a moment, he opened his eyes again, and his eyes could not hide his disappointment: "The Kaoshan Sect's skills cannot be practiced, is it true or false?"
Hua Yunfei looked at his body, "But I clearly feel that the meridians in my body are abnormal, and I have powerful power, why can't I use it?"
"Hiss..."
Suddenly, his head began to hurt again, and fragments of memory flashed in his mind.
The fragments of memory were too blurry, he couldn't see clearly, he could only hear the heart-wrenching cry.
The corners of his eyes began to bleed, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was painful.
A memory fragment that had never appeared before appeared in his mind.
At a funeral, the ice coffin was quietly placed there, and countless guests came to bid farewell.
But even if the memory fragment was very vague, Hua Yunfei could see that the clothes these people wore were not normal clothes, but ancient costumes, and some were wearing armor.
There were also orcs with different heads and human bodies!
If such a funeral happened in a different world, it would be normal, but this was obviously on Earth!
How could there be so many unusual people to bid farewell to the dead?
Who died?
Hua Yunfei remembered that when he saw a woman crying beside a corpse before, the people he saw were all normal, which was completely opposite to this picture.
If the dead in these two pictures were one person, why were the pictures different?
"Ahem..."
Hua Yunfei spit out a large mouthful of blood, fainted again, and fell on the bed.
Hua Lanshan rushed in upon hearing the noise. Seeing Hua Yunfei vomiting blood and falling on the bed, his face changed instantly, "Son!"
Hua Yunfei's breathing was rapidly weakening.
Hua Lanshan, who had seen the old man's state before his death, was sure that Hua Yunfei was in this state at the moment.
Hua Lanshan burst into tears. Was he going to lose his son again? Why was God so cruel to him?
Hua Lanshan hurriedly turned on his mobile phone and wanted to call the emergency number.
But at the critical moment, his old mobile phone, which he had not changed for many years, was stuck and did not respond to anything.
Hua Lanshan cursed angrily, his face turned pale.
He quickly turned off and restarted the phone, but when he turned on the phone, it was stuck again!
This time Hua Lanshan couldn't hold it anymore. He was so angry that he burst into tears. He was so anxious that his body was shaking.
He directly carried Hua Yunfei on his back and planned to drive him directly to the nearest hospital.
At this moment, a yellow talisman suddenly flew out of the window, and a voice sounded at the same time: "Stick it on his forehead and he can be saved."
Hua Lanshan was stunned when he saw the talisman flying over. He was not superstitious, so he didn't believe in it at all.
But even if there was only a slight chance to save Hua Yunfei, he was willing to believe it!
He almost pasted the talisman on Hua Yunfei's forehead without thinking.
A miracle happened. After the talisman was pasted on his forehead, Hua Yunfei's breathing instantly became smooth, just like an ordinary person, and even his face looked much better.
"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master!"
Hua Lanshan knelt down outside the window, kowtowed continuously, and cried non-stop. He didn't know who did it, but no matter who it was, he was his benefactor.
"It's just a little effort. You can take it off in a quarter of an hour." The person outside the window said and left.