A huge beam of sunlight shone into the bedroom through the glass tiles on the roof. In the beam of light, the flying dust was spinning, which looked extremely beautiful; the red-painted wardrobe looked a little dark red. Several quilts were wrapped in cloth and stacked neatly on the wooden cabinet.

On top of a wooden cabinet were some messy things and a panda brand black and white TV.

The dressing table beside the bed shows that the house has a hostess.

On the bed, a man seemed to be in great pain at this moment, his face was ferocious, and his forehead was covered with sweat beads of rice.

Are you having some nightmare?

"ah!"

The man suddenly stood up, panting, and his chest kept rising and falling.

After a while, it took a long time to calm down again.

His eyes were a little bit dull, and he turned his head slightly, and everything in front of him had a terrifying sense of familiarity.

Uncle Songlin’s house!

Suddenly, such a memory appeared in my mind; yes, it seems that I often came to Uncle Songlin’s house to play with when I was a child.

"Why am I here? Are I dreaming?"

The man silently determined whether there was any danger around him and slowly got up, with a pair of cloth slippers beside the bed.

I was a little staggering, and my head hurts a little!

After rubbing my forehead, I felt sweaty on my forehead!

With his palm in front of him, he looked at the water stains on his palms strangely.

What a clear feeling!

Isn't this dreaming? Why does it feel so clear?

dream?

Not dreaming anymore!

I remembered that I was dead.

A car accident and died!

At a turn, he was riding a motorcycle and collided with a car, and he was directly hit from the cliff.

It’s really a bit uncomfortable to swallow a big saliva and face the fear of death.

A trace of misery appeared on his face, and he was dead.

"In other words, this is the underworld? But why is this underworld different from what I imagined? I can still retain consciousness even if I die?"

"Wait, I can become a ghost if I die. I should be a ghost now! So, can I return to my yang?"

If you are a ghost, you are better than being a human being!

The headache slowly subsided, and Han Ze breathed a sigh of relief. The pain was really a bit unbearable.

Although the headache gradually subsided, Han Ze could still feel a little bloated in his head.

It's really strange!

Do ghosts have to go through this?

He reached out to hold the dressing table next to him, and Han Ze slowly stood up.

Take two steps forward, fortunately, I can walk steadily.

Then, Han Ze suddenly stopped and looked at the dressing table; this is a very old-fashioned dressing table, which is somewhat old-fashioned from the current perspective.

The entire dressing table was coated with red paint, obviously as a dowry; the red paint was no longer bright and had been used for a certain period of time.

Han Ze saw this dressing table when he was a child, and there was also a very beautiful picture in his memory; the beautiful aunt sat in front of the dressing table to dress up.

I can’t remember my aunt’s face clearly; anyway, in Han Ze’s memory, Uncle Songlin’s wife is very beautiful.

Unfortunately, when Han Ze was a few years old, Uncle Songlin divorced him.

He doesn't know the reason.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Han Ze looked at the face in the mirror in amazement!

This is a very handsome and heroic face!

It has a little messy hair that is popular in the 1990s; but this still doesn't affect anything, but it's a bit unruly.

"Uncle Songlin!"

Han Ze didn't know what kind of reaction he should have. He touched his face, felt it carefully, and stared at the mirror with his eyes tightly.

In the end, Han Ze was discouraged!

I seem to have become Uncle Songlin?

How could it be?

I don’t know how long it took, but Han Ze came to his senses and stared at the mirror for a while.

I have to sigh in my heart that Uncle Songlin was really handsome when he was young!

Uncle Songlin has worked as a soldier, and his body shape is very standard.

Even though Uncle Songlin is old, his body shape still remains unchanged, but he has a small belly.

With his face shape, he is still a handsome guy!

As he slowly got up, Han Ze felt a little weak in his legs, which was a natural reaction after sitting for a long time.

Walk out of the bedroom and you will be the main hall!

The shrine is placed in the middle!

A small wooden table with a piece of paper covered with it, looking colorful!

On the small wooden table are placed statues of Guanyin, Jade Emperor, God of Wealth and other gods!

Very familiar scene!

Han Ze had seen it when he was a child!

I heard that when Uncle Songlin was young, he had a few years of crazy life.

In the past, Han Ze did not care too much about these things and did not understand them.

Anyway, in Han Ze's memory, Uncle Songlin is quite normal.

Play with a group of children.

At that time, Han Ze liked to go to Uncle Songlin's house very much. At that time, Uncle Songlin had already found a new wife.

Every time, they would make delicious food for Han Ze and the others.

One summer vacation, Han Ze still remembered that they played mahjong at Uncle Songlin's house every day.

Well, Han Ze’s mahjong when he was a child was taught by Uncle Songlin.

The entire Han family’s children were taught by Uncle Songlin.

Why is Uncle Songlin crazy?

Looking at the open main hall door, I couldn't see anyone in the room.

After Han Ze was a little confused, he didn't care, but looked at the glass photo frame hanging on the wall.

Above are some photos.

One of the photos is a photo of Uncle Songlin and his comrades.

Uncle Songlin has served as a soldier!

Han Ze also heard from his father that if it weren't for the second mother-in-law, Uncle Songlin would have stayed in the army and would not have come back.

According to the time, Uncle Songlin joined the army in the 1980s!

It is the period of self-defense counterattack!

Wait, Han Ze felt as if he had found the truth.

Thinking of it, he walked back to the bedroom again and then took off his top.

Six pack abs, well, that doesn't matter, what matters is the abdominal scar!

Uncle Songlin has several scars on his body.

“War Trauma Syndrome!”

Everything seems to make sense!

Why did Uncle Songlin, who retired and returned home, go crazy for several years?

So that's it!

Or, that should be the case.

In this era, there is no such concept at all.
To be continued...