I want to open my mouth and cry for help, but I can't make a sound at all. The cold on my head begins to spread. I can clearly feel the cold on my forehead coming into my bones, and then my nerves begin to ache and numb.

It seems that a long time has passed, but it seems that there are only a few minutes left. This feeling of waiting for death is too bad.

Later, I had the same dream again and again. The man in the dream, I know, was Fu Shenyan, but every time I reached for him, it would disappear.

I walked towards him, but before I could see Chu's face clearly, I was scattered by the surging crowd.

Later Grandma disappeared, I saw a Xinchang figure waving to me in the vast crowd.

I dreamt of the old locust tree in my childhood, and the swing frame under the old locust tree. My grandmother pushed the swing and sang my favorite song in my childhood.

I wanted to see it, but I didn't know what was going on. Everything was gone.

Later, she put down her baby and left alone. The baby was crying in the snow, and her voice was very sad.

This sleep, I had a long dream, dream of a beautiful woman holding a baby, walking in the snow for a long time, until she can't walk, she put down the baby in her arms, she knelt in the snow, kissing the child, touching the child crying heart crack lung.

Because it was him, my heart suddenly relaxed, closed my eyes, then deep coma in the past.

Thank you, Fu Shenyan. Never said it.

But I can't say a word.

Suddenly warm, let me almost can't wait to close, there is a familiar smell, I want to call him.

I could feel that my numb body was held by a pair of powerful arms, and then I was held tightly in my arms. He was giving me heat.

The cabinet was suddenly opened, the temperature was still very low, but I could clearly feel that the temperature seemed to ease.

At this moment, I don't know how to describe the emotion in my heart, too much.

The voice was rapid and anxious, and the strength was heavier. When I felt the white light, I seemed to see a figure as slender as jade, which covered me.

Just as I was about to close my eyes and admit my life, I suddenly heard a huge crash. I was shocked, and then I felt the vibration of the smashed freezer.

Perhaps, this time is really destined to

I seem to be experiencing the first kind of death at this time, the sound of breathing, no, the sound of heart beating began to be weak, I could hardly feel my own breathing.

The last one is forgetting. At this time, death means that your body and consciousness disappear. At last, all the information you exist in the world is emptied, slowly forgotten by your relatives, friends and children, and finally completely disappeared.

The second is to be declared dead, when the sound of stopping breathing is lying on the bed and being told that you are dead.

One is respiratory arrest, stiff hands and feet, separation of body and mind. This kind of death is physical.

My only remaining consciousness began to be tired and fuzzy. I suddenly thought of a passage I read a long time ago. Some people said that there are three kinds of real death in the world.

Many times after repeated, I am anxious, desperately want to seize him, but in the end it is a vague hands tightly hold me.

Someone in the ear is calling me, "Shen Shu."