24 hour

Zhang Anyan was silent for a long time, Wu Jia gritted his teeth and lay on his back silently.

Zhang Anyan took a few steps forward, put Wu Jia on the bed, touched his face, "Well, I like you."

Wu Jia smiled, tears rolled in his eyes, "I know, I know..."

"Brother Yan..." He grabbed the clothes on Zhang Anyan's chest with both hands, buried his head in the other's chest, closed his eyes and felt the overwhelming despair again, just like his constant murmur before death.

He opened his eyes, forgot everything, thought he had a brand new day, but he only had 24 hours left, Wu Jia said hoarsely: "Brother Yan, why didn't you tell me earlier, you told me earlier, I will not be messed up today Run away, I'm not going anywhere, just..."

"But it's not that bad." Wu Jia raised his head and smiled, "Look, I'm still here, I can still talk to you, and I made you a slice of Erchuan in the morning, and that's when..."

Wu Jia looked at Zhang Anyan, he was stunned for a moment, tears welled up in his eyes.He frantically wiped Zhang Anyan's eyes, and said indiscriminately: "Brother Yan...don't do this, isn't it just dead? Everyone will die sooner or later."

"So many stories, so many legends... I can still come back for the first seven days, and I am afraid that in the future... I have never died, and I don't know what will happen next..."

"July and a half," Zhang Anyan said suddenly, "I'll wait for you."

Wu Jia nodded vigorously, tears kept falling on his hands, he looked at Zhang Anyan and smiled, "Brother Yan, see you in July."

The two lay on the bed and hugged each other without saying a word. As time passed, Wu Jia felt that his hands and feet were getting colder and colder. He asked in a daze, "Brother Yan, what time is it?"

Zhang Anyan kissed his forehead, "11:30."

"Brother Yan, the rain hasn't stopped..." Wu Jia was getting more and more unconscious, Zhang Anyan hugged Wu Jia into his arms again, suddenly heard Wu Jia murmured, and his heart ached.

"If only the rain wouldn't stop..."

The dust and rain are endless, the world of mortals is endless, but the first seven days are over, how good I am still here...

Zhang Anyan hugged him and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep."

The pain of dying came again, Wu Jia tried his best not to make a sound, he could no longer hear Zhang Anyan's voice, and his whole body was as cold as if he was about to die.There is only the sound of the clock ticking in his ears, without stopping every minute and every second...

Wu Jia gradually lost all consciousness and fell into a coma...

Wu Jia suddenly opened his eyes in the darkness, he felt as if he was floating up, and there was a blinding light in front of him, and he walked forward numbly.

He didn't seem to know how tired he was, he kept walking, and he had no concept of time. Wu Jia didn't know how far he had walked or where he had gone.

He was walking on a country road, and Wu Jia felt that all this seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember it anyway.He walked down that road, and at the end of the road was a house, a white boy in a shirt squatting at the door and playing.

Before he approached, the little boy raised his head first, and the other party didn't seem to be afraid of him at all, "You're here."

Wu Jia found it strange, but reflexively said first, "I'm here."

When he looked at the little boy, he always felt as if he had seen him somewhere before. Suddenly someone called his name from behind, but Wu Jia couldn't hear him clearly. The little boy responded immediately, waved at him and ran back.

But within two steps, he tripped and fell. Wu Jia was about to help him up when he saw the other person move, and suddenly a translucent figure just like the little boy crawled out of his body.The little boy quickly got up too, and he kept running away without looking back.

The shadow that stayed in place rubbed the place where he fell sorely, then turned suddenly to look at Wu Jia and smiled at him, walked over, held his hand, and stood beside him.

Something seemed to happen to the family at night. Wu Jia saw the adult carrying the child to the hospital, but he didn't follow. He stayed in the yard looking at the old house and walked in slowly.The room was tidy and clean, but it was obviously hasty to go out in the middle of the night. Many things were messed up, and the quilt on the bed was still loose. Wu Jia touched it, and there was still some warmth.

The child's small room is full of toys, half of the table is littered with cars and robots, and the other half is neatly packed with books.When he went out, he saw a large family portrait hanging on the wall of the living room. Wu Jia stood in front of it and looked at it for a while, then left silently.

At dawn, the family came back again.Wu Jia held the little boy's soul and watched the other party play energetically. Wu Jia stood in front of the other party, but he seemed to be unable to see Wu Jia.

I went to the hospital again at night, and came back during the day, and it was still the same on the third day. After running like this a few times, the adult finally found that the problem was not here.Wu Jia asked the little soul next to him, "Are you going back?"

He shook his head, "I'm with you."

In the next few days, several masters came one after another, but the little boy's condition still did not improve.

On the evening of the last day, a man came. Wu Jia heard the adults in his family call him "Master Zhang", followed by a little boy with a blank face.The man entered the room and glanced at the place where Wu Jia was standing. Wu Jia's heart tensed subconsciously, but the other party didn't say anything.

"What did he see?" Master Zhang asked.

The adults in the family shook their heads, and asked cautiously: "Master, did you hit something unclean?"

"It's not unclean."

"Do you want to call your soul?"

"The soul didn't leave, but it didn't go back either."

Wu Jia felt that the conversation was familiar, but he couldn't remember anything in his mind.

Master Zhang shook his head, turned around and said, "Let's go."

The apprentice brought by Master Zhang hesitated for a moment, and Master Zhang asked, "Do you want to try?"

The apprentice nodded, and Master Zhang said: "If you want to try it, you can try it, anyway, you won't suffer any disadvantages."

The little boy stepped forward to call the soul.

"Soul Xi - return."

Wu Jia felt the pain in his chest and tears fell down. He let go of the little soul he had been holding: "You should go back."

Xiao Hun raised his head and looked at him blankly, Wu Jia pushed him again, "Let's go."

Wu Jia didn't know why, but suddenly blurted out: "Death is not the only ultimate, I am waiting for the future with you."

The little soul reluctantly let go of Wu Jia, turned around and walked to the side of his body, and slowly slipped inside.

Wu Jia looked a little absent-minded, but when he turned his head, he suddenly found that Master Zhang was staring at him.He subconsciously held his breath, but the next moment, Master Zhang shook his head and said to his apprentice: "Okay? Let's go."

Wu Jia stood still and watched Master Zhang go further and further away, he suddenly felt like something was disappearing in his heart, it was empty.Master Zhang's apprentice took two steps and suddenly looked back.

Wu Jia suddenly smiled.

I am waiting for a future with you.

The pointer crosses the last scale line, 24 o'clock, and returns to zero.

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The author has something to say: Wu Jia's first seven and Wu Jia's last 24 hours.

There is no case of Zhang Yu, nor Zhang Yu himself, only Wu Jia and Wu Jia's death.Zhang Anyan and Wang Kaixuan performed a scene for him personally. This is the only truth of 24 hours, and it is also the real countdown of 24 hours.

There is also a special episode by Zhang Anyan