Of course, Wang Xu could not surrender. He grabbed the umbrella with one hand and waved the kitchen knife with the other hand and slashed Zhou Shuo's arm.

"ah!"

The two of them shouted almost at the same time, the difference was that Zhou Shuo's screams were hysterical, while Wang Xu's screams were full of pain.

Wang Xu finally grabbed the umbrella, but Zhou Shuo's strength was too great. The umbrella stand passed through his palm, and the tip of the umbrella was still deeply inserted into his chest.

Zhou Shuo looked at his eyes tightly, saying that people would see their past lives before they died. He didn't know what Wang Xu saw in the end, but just saw his mouth slightly moving, was it a attachment to life or a repentance to the past? Finally, his eyes gradually lost their spirit...

It was not until this moment that Zhou Shuo felt the power in his body receding like a tide, and fatigue and pain began to counterattack.

Very tired...

Just as Zhou Shuo was about to fall, a figure suddenly plunged into his arms. Feeling the warmth of the people in his arms, he exhaled a breath from his chest, raised his hand and patted her back.

Feeling the girl's back in her arms trembling slightly with his hands, Zhou Shuo said softly: "I'm sorry, I'm late..."

Sorry, I've been late for twenty years...

Zhou Shuo's hand seemed to turn on a switch, and under his comfort, He Youyou immediately burst into tears.

"I'm so scared, woo--"

Zhou Shuo stroked her back and said softly: "Don't be afraid, there is a teacher here!"

After crying for a while, He Youyou's emotions gradually calmed down. She raised her head from Zhou Shuo's arms and screamed in surprise: "Teacher Zhou, you are injured!"

Zhou Shuo followed her sight and saw a knife wound on his arm, which opened a hole in his upper arm, and bright red blood dyed a large piece of his shirt red. He pulled down the cut sleeves and tied them tightly on the wound. The blood flowed out really slowed down.

Zhou Shuo licked his lips, and his mouth was a bit dry, which was a sign of ischemia. He tried to slow down and said in a tone: "Don't worry, the teacher is fine, go and call the police quickly."

"Oh, okay!" He Youyou stood up from Zhou Shuo's arms reluctantly, and walked into the room inside step by step.

The police arrived quickly, and an ambulance followed. After a brief inquiry, Zhou Shuo's suspicion was quickly ruled out, and the ambulance then took him and He Youyou to the hospital.

Although the blade on Zhou Shuo's arm was very long, it was fortunately not very deep. The doctor sewed him eight stitches and gave him tetanus, so there was no problem.

The side finally calmed down. His fatigue and ischemia made his eyelids heavier and heavier, and he finally fell asleep.

When he woke up again, the sky outside was completely dark. Zhou Shuo moved and wanted to support his body. A voice beside him hurriedly said, "Don't move, the doctor said you want a good rest!"

Zhou Shuo turned his head and found that Zhou’s father and mother were sitting quietly beside him. Looking at Zhou’s mother’s red and swollen eyes, she obviously felt so sad when she cried before.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shuo had to fall back on the bed and said guiltily: "My mom and dad, I'm sorry for making you worried."

Zhou's mother touched his hair, wiped her tears, and said with a smile: "It's good that you are fine, don't think too much."

Dad Zhou sat at Zhou's mother's hand, patted his hand, and said calmly: "You did a good job and didn't embarrass the old Zhou family."

"Dad, Mom..." The comfort and recognition from his relatives filled his heart with emotion.

Zhou's mother picked up a water cup from the bedside table next to the hospital bed, tested the water temperature, and put it to his mouth and said, "Come on, drink some water. Don't say too much, the doctor wants you to have a good rest."

Zhou Shuo took a sip of water and cheered up a little. So Zhou's father went out to find his attending doctor and came for an examination.

After the examination, the doctor smiled and comforted the two elders, saying that Zhou Shuo's condition was not a big problem, but he was just a little ischemia. He told me to pay attention and then left.

Not long after, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and He Youyou, wearing a hospital gown, and a middle-aged woman walked in.

When He Youyou saw Zhou Shuo lying on the hospital bed, she flew into his arms and shouted happily: "Teacher Zhou, you are awake!"

Zhou Shuo patted He Youyou's back and comforted him: "Teacher is fine, get up quickly, such a big girl."

"Oh!" He Youyou stood up quickly when she heard this. I wonder if it was shy that Zhou Shuo said, and her face was flushed. But the joy inside her was so unconscious that she could not hide it, and it was as if it was about to overflow.

He Youyou introduced to Zhou Shuo: "Teacher Zhou, this is my mother, she came to thank you very much."

Zhou Shuo looked over He Youyou and had time to look at her mother. He Youyou's mother was wearing a lady's suit that was not rustic in the 21st century. The years seemed to leave no trace on her. Standing with He Youyou, one left and one right, was more like a pair of sisters. Apart from her mature temperament, it was really hard to believe that she was already the mother of a 17-year-old girl.

The sad mother in my memory is now standing beside me with a smile on her face. Zhou Shuo was finally sure that she had indeed changed history and avoided the tragic fate of many people. A huge sense of happiness came to him, and the dark clouds that had been wandering in his heart for twenty years, and this move finally completely disappeared.

Only by doing well can one make one happy. Zhou Shuo’s heart is filled with such an enlightenment, changing the fate of more people, is the meaning of rebirth.

This is a special experience, and it is difficult for people who have not been reborn. Why is it reborn? Why is it me? These two questions have bothered him from the beginning. If the life of an ordinary person does not matter to his goal, he just tries his best to live better, then how should he go about his life after rebirth?

How many people have been reborn? Perhaps there is no such person in history, and perhaps Zhou Shuo is the only person in the world who knows exactly what the future will look like.

Such an adventure falls on a person. Isn’t it the extraordinary destined by God? Is it just like his previous life, or is it to pursue endless wealth? Not to mention that he is too second-rate, he is really asking in his heart: What is the meaning of this?

For him, wealth is at your fingertips; for him, reputation is at your fingertips; for him, status is at your fingertips;

But will you live up to the rebirth of this with these?

For Zhou Shuo, what his life looks like is not an empty ideal, but a hope that can be realized by hard work. It is precisely because of too many choices that he falls into confusion.
Chapter completed!