It Was Not a Murder Chapter 29

Consciousness gradually faded away, as if it was becoming dull and weak, but it also felt as if it had been sharpened by sandpaper.

My mind was blank, there was no sound, I couldn't see anything, and I didn't know if I was opening my eyes. A white light appeared, just like the biological cells observed under a microscope in middle school biology class, silently expanding and contracting, changing shape or spreading, and then gathering into scenes. I was two years old, five years old, ten years old, I had a low fever and was confused during the college entrance examination, I met Max and Olivia in the KTV box, I met Su Ying on the street on Christmas Eve, we looked for cats together... The scenes of the past seemed to rush out when the flood control embankment collapsed, and finally dissolved in the dazzling white light.

The light gently enveloped my body. I had a strange feeling, as if I had become transparent. Everything was in the depths of the white light, nothing was missing. We had everything. I reached out to grab it, but found that my hands were covered in blood.

The light gradually dimmed, and I was in a room. There was no sign at all, just like someone dragged me in when I was walking on the street. The date, time and context were unclear, and even the weather conditions outside were unknown.

I looked around the room blankly.