It is said that when a person is dying, his mind will relive his life from beginning to end like a movie. Every second and every detail in his life will be repeated one by one in this moment.
So the question is, how do you determine whether you are experiencing your real life or a review before your death?
Later, the little pig Schweinsteiger told Zhuo Yang that at that moment, he remembered the early autumn afternoon when he was hiking with his father thirteen years ago.
In fact, there was nothing special about that day. The fifteen-year-old pig ran home from the team for absent training. Because he lost the training game for several consecutive days, he felt very bored.
My father was very busy at that time, but he still put down his work and happily ran with him to the Swanheim Dune Reserve Park in the southwest suburb of Frankfurt for an outing.
It had just rained that afternoon, and the bright sunshine above my head was very inconsistent with the muddy cement between the mountain roads, but it was still an ordinary afternoon, without any specialness.
The pig and his father were wearing shorts and boots, and slowly moved forward on the high and low path. Some water would be poured into the boots, and they would make a gurgling sound when they walked, which sounded very hooligan and lewd, when
He was very embarrassed.
After the six-kilometer crossing, the pig and his father sat in the corridor at the foot of the hillside and gnawed bread. In the distance was a bustling city, and on the side of the road nearby, two dogs were mateing affectionately.
Xiaozhu said that it was at that time that he made a choice between being a playboy or continuing to play football.
Two days later, the Pig returned to the team, and the following spring, he followed Klopp to Madiburg.
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But Zhuo Yang insisted that Xiaozhu was just confused, just like when he saw Scar transform into a sand monster when he was on a vacation on a Brazilian island that year.
Zhuo Yang and Xiaozhu heard the warning from Brent Wilder, and the loud noise of an out-of-control car hitting the curbs came from their ears. When they turned around in shock, Citroen almost jumped at them because of inertia.
The world is still, only dark gray steel monsters attacked them fiercely.
The pig's face was peaceful, and Zhuo Yang's hair stood up in a panic.
Perhaps only 0.01 seconds of shock, Zhuo Yang bounced up in his arms, and the two of them threw them out in the opposite direction of the car like two buns tied together.
When crossing the air, Zhuo Yang could clearly feel the hood rubbing against his heels.
Citroen hit the wall where Zhuo Yang and Xiaozhu were just staying, and the loud bang shattered the large glass window above.
Zhuo Yang and Xiaozhu hugged each other and fell to the side after turning sideways. They rolled around for two rounds before stopping.
Later, Xiaozhu asked Zhuo Yang: At that time, why did you still have time to hold me and fly together?
Zhuo Yang said: Because dad loves you.
Zhuo Yang Yigulu turned over and sat up from the ground, staring at the scene of the tragic car accident in front of him in horror. The pig was lying beside him with a calm expression.
The hood of the Citroen in the three-box was shortened in half, and white smoke came out of the twisted iron sheet.
The panicked Brent Wilder rushed up and grabbed Zhuo Yang and Xiaozhu's collars and dragged them back hard, pulling them to a safe distance of more than ten meters away in one breath. Zhuo Yang was almost strangled to death.
The pig still looked peaceful.
Only then did the street come back to life again. Some people screamed shrillly, and some people covered their chests and kept muttering, "I buy Ga, I buy Ga" like a repeater.
In Citroen's cab, after the airbag was deflated, you could see that the person inside seemed to be stuck in the deformed car body, and his chest was facing the steering wheel and he kept coughing.
Zhuo Yang and Brent Wilder stood from afar, dazed, and the little pig sat on the ground with a peaceful look.
"Brent, will the car catch fire?"
"Then we have to step back a little bit."
The two of them pulled up the pig who was still in peace and continued to retreat further away. Someone on the street called the police by phone, and some brave people slowly surrounded the car.
The pig finally spoke: "Zhuo Yang,... should we go up and save people?"
Zhuo Yang was still shocked: "You might as well see what parts you didn't break."
"We should leave here first, and the reporters and the police will come soon," Brent Wilder said.
Several men struggled to open the deformed car door and dragged the driver inside out. The car was still emitting white smoke and did not catch fire.
The driver was a very young man, or even a half-grown boy who had not grown up. At this time, he looked very sloppy, and I don’t know if he was like this or if he became so sloppy after the car accident.
Zhuo Yang said: "How the hell do you drive this car? Spanish..."
"Zhuo Yang, I've broken through... it's blooming." said the pig.
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"Oh, I didn't expect this kid to fly? He's so fucking clever, hehe."
"Boss, what should I do now?"
"It doesn't matter, it's good to scare him this time. Let's talk about it later."
"I'm a little curious, why did Zhuo Yang provoke you, boss?"
"Zhuo Yang didn't mess with me, but my master was very angry with him. It's a pity that my master only likes to sulk and can't make up his mind when he's fine, so I want to come and play with Zhuo Yang. Moreover, I hate it very much
Chinese people hate every Chinese.”
"Boss, do you have a grudge against the Chinese?"
"Hmph! The blood sea is deep hatred."
The boss is a capable middle-aged man in his forties, with a very oriental face. He said, "Okay, don't inquire about my affairs, there will be no mistakes in the aftermath here, right?"
"Don't worry, boss. That little kid doesn't know anything. He does whatever he wants for two hundred yuan, and they are all small fried dough sticks to deal with the police. Don't worry."
"That's good."
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The good news of the blooming of piglets made Zhuo Yang, who had survived death, ignore the abnormalities of things. They all think that this is just an ordinary traffic accident.
Although Brent Wilder is a bodyguard, he is not a professional guard and has always been doing ordinary security work. Without this sensitivity, it is impossible to associate what happened today with any conspiracy.
Xiaozhu said that at that moment, he actually experienced the whole afternoon, that afternoon thirteen years ago, and then it bloomed.
Zhuo Yang thought he was scared, but Xiaozhu insisted that he was not afraid at all, not scared, but enlightened.
"Zhuo Yang, at first I thought it was Detu's dog thing, you know, didn't he go and find a way? But this is too unrestrained, right? Fortunately, it's not a black charcoal head, it's a rash little fart
Child. Otherwise, even if it blooms, I will have to hammer him to death when I look back."
"You can't beat Detu." Zhuo Yang glanced at him: "Can you really go through several hours in the blink of an eye? Tell me about this carefully."
Chapter completed!