I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

Everything in front of me was too familiar.

This door, this lamp, this decoration, these tables and chairs, these dishes, and even the whole store are so familiar. Even this sole sense of dissonance is becoming more and more familiar to the people sitting in front of me.

It was as if he had returned to the past, and he had not traveled through it yet. I play games every day after work and get off work, and brag online from time to time. When I feel hungry, I pick up my wallet and go to a nearby restaurant for a bottle of beer and a late-night snack.

"Don't be dazed. This is the best Wuliangye you can't buy on the market. I managed to save it from Semiramis. If you don't drink it, it's all mine."

A hand stretched out, and Shenji instinctively picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, as if he had experienced it many times with a skillful look.

"I drink, I drink."

"That's right."

With the alcohol in his throat, Shenji's mood calmed down a lot. Although he was still complicated, he wasn't as stupid as before.

"Is this an illusion?"

"No, everything here is real."

"Real? But this store-"

"It's impossible to appear here, is it?"

Shirou took a bite of the food, filled the two glasses of wine, and said.

"Nothing is impossible. I opened the store. It can be opened wherever I want it to be."

"You drove it?—You!!!"

Shen Er suddenly raised his head, only to see that the boy in front of him had turned into a man in his mid-thirties at some point. The friendly smile with narrow eyes was the most familiar memory of the regular customers in the store.

"This is the image I use most. It has always appeared through Amakusa Shirou Tokisada's spiritual base, and it does not belong to the same system as your time travel."

"Do you know the reason why I traveled through time?"

Although Shenji knew that it was related to the "Gem Man", the old man refused to disclose any further information.

"Of course, I gave your soul to the old man Gem."

"You? What's going on?"

"Don't worry, let's start from the beginning slowly. First of all - I'm not that boring, and I won't idle away someone who lives a good life in a peaceful world, has both parents, no illness, no disaster, and no big hatred. He has a dark history, has achieved little success in his career, and besides not having a girlfriend, he just seems to be thrown into a different world like Xingyue, which is definitely not a beautiful one."

"Well, then why did I travel through time?"

"Because, you——have already died once!"

"I... died? Don't joke about this kind of thing, how could I die? You also said that I was not sick or in trouble, how could it suddenly..."

The further he went on, the less he could continue, because Shirou's expression told him that it was definitely not a joke, and there was no need for Shirou to make such a joke.

"I...actually died...really?"

"real."

"How did you die? Why do I have no memory of this?"

"Because you drank too much that day. Do you still remember what happened on the last day before you traveled through time?"

"Remember."

How could Shenji forget that that was one of the few highlight moments in his ordinary life of more than 20 years.

After reviewing for a year, my results in the second postgraduate entrance examination were quite good, and I was basically certain that I would be admitted to my favorite major and my favorite tutor. In the project team that was about to say goodbye, he also made outstanding results. When the two most important backbones had to be absent due to various reasons, he successfully completed the final acceptance of the project with a group of newcomers and received the award. Good reviews from customers.

The boss gave the project team a big red envelope for this, and also gave him a considerable salary increase and approved a few days of paid leave. He was ready to give up graduate school and continue to work with the boss. It can be said that it is an examination room and a workplace. Double harvest.

On the night when the salary arrived, the team members coaxed him, who had earned the most, to treat him to dinner. He did not refuse and took everyone to the restaurant where they usually go most often, with the sled dog door sign.

Everyone was very happy, eating and drinking, and making noises. From six o'clock to nine o'clock, some people started to leave because they were too drunk. After putting everyone in a taxi, he took advantage of the wine mood to return to the store, and after blowing two bottles of beer with the store owner who finally had some time to spare, the memory ended here——

"I can't remember clearly what happened after that. It seems like I left, but it seems like I didn't..."

"You did leave. If you had stayed a little longer, maybe it wouldn't have been you who died."

The uncle-turned-Shirou raised his glass and touched it with Shinji before continuing.

"What's the meaning?"

"You know the road outside the door. There are garbage trucks passing by every day. They often speed and run red lights. It seems like there are no crosswalks at the intersection."

"So, I was hit by a dump truck?"

If you think about it carefully, it's not impossible. What Shirou said was true. The garbage truck on the street in front of the door was indeed a big problem that had not been solved all year round. Every time he walked, he had to keep his eyes open and his ears open to observe carefully to make sure nothing happened again. But I drank too much that day and couldn't keep up with my reaction. It was reasonable for me to be accidentally hit and killed.

However, Shirou's reaction was a little strange. He nodded first and then shook his head.

"Yes, you were hit and killed by a dump truck, but - it was not you who was originally hit by the dump truck."

"What?"

"You were hit and killed while trying to save others. When you left, it was about 10:20 in the evening, and the evening self-study in the nearby high school had just ended. Maybe because of being too tired, a female student didn't pay attention when she was crossing the road. This Then the garbage truck came over, and you rushed up and pushed the girl away, but you were run over by the garbage truck. When I heard the girl yelling, half of your body turned into meat. You saved people That girl told me about it."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Silence, if he hadn't experienced so many things in the world of Xingyue, Shenji would definitely vomit. But now, I just feel a little at a loss.

I died, I really died, just like that, at the highlight of my life.

"Haha." He smiled bitterly, "It really fits the old saying, extreme joy brings sorrow."

"Do you regret it?" Shirou patted Shenji on the shoulder.

"One thing is that after all, you have sacrificed your life. It is two different things than going down to the river to save people, donating some money, and going to the mountainous areas to teach."

Shenji is not a saint, not from the beginning to the end. He is just thinking about sacrificing himself to save others. If he really wants to do it, it is another matter. Of course, it is another matter if he has already done it.

"What happened to that girl? If the person I exchanged my life for was terrible, then I would really regret it."

"She is very good, works hard, and knows how to be grateful. She said that her life was given by you. If you are no longer here, she will bear your responsibilities and obligations. She will visit your parents every week, and will visit you during her spare time when she is studying. Come work in my store and remit all the money you earn to your parents. Your mother was ill and hospitalized before, and she stayed with her the whole time. When I left, she was already the acting store manager of the store. "

"That's it, that's good, then I have nothing to regret."

Shen Er picked up the wine jar and poured wine into his mouth as hard as he could, as if he was swallowing all the bitterness in his past life and heart in this way.

PS: From childhood to adulthood, from middle school to graduation, after so many years, I still feel that I should be a good person. The traitor himself did the same thing. He worked as a volunteer when he was not busy, and has been supporting poor students in Yunnan. He has never stopped working since then. He only spends a few dollars a year, but he can still enable a child to continue studying in college. I went there and saw it for myself. Really, there are some things that you can only know how happy you are if you see them with your own eyes.