Ji Ling took one last look at the pained and sorrowful faces of the men. He slowly closed his eyes and listened to the System's countdown in his ears. Three, two, one, start of teleportation … His consciousness completely sank into darkness.
When he went back, it didn't seem to be any different from when he came. He didn't feel anything when he was teleported.
Ji Ling silently thought in his heart for ten seconds. Then, he tried to open his eyes.
However, it was as if he was trapped in a nightmare. Although his consciousness was extremely clear, he couldn't control his body. His eyelids were heavy and he couldn't open them. There seemed to be intermittent sounds in his ears. It was as if the sounds were coming from another dimension …
[Look, he's reacting! ]
[Incredible, he's conscious again. ]
[Hurry and call Director Liu over to take a look! ]
Ji Ling wanted to listen for a while more. However, he couldn't hear clearly. Finally, he became a little anxious. He called the system in his mind. However, there was no response. It was as if the system had never existed.
Then, he felt a strong sense of exhaustion. Then, he fell asleep uncontrollably.
… …
It was as if he had a dream.
In the dream, he lived a short and exciting life as someone else. Now, it was finally over.
When he regained consciousness again, Ji Ling tried to open his eyes. This time, he opened them successfully. There was no obstruction. He woke up from the dream. It was over. The system had also left …
He had gone home.
His vision slowly became clear. Ji Ling looked at his parents' earnest and worried eyes. He looked at their faces that seemed to have aged a lot in such a short period of time. He felt very guilty. His eyes were a little sour. He revealed an apologetic look and softly said: "Father, mother …"
Father Ji was a middle-aged man with a refined appearance. He looked as if he hadn't trimmed his beard for a few days. The sleeves of his shirt were casually rolled up. His collar was wrinkled as if he hadn't changed his clothes for a few days. His voice was hoarse as he said: "Yiling …"
Mother Ji was a capable and capable woman. She usually paid attention to her clothes. However, at this moment, there was no makeup on her face. Her hair was simply tied behind her head. When her son woke up, she turned her face away and wiped her eyes. Then, she turned back and choked with sobs: "You … You …"
Ji Ling's lips moved slightly: "I'm sorry … I made you guys worry …"
He thought for a moment, then asked, "How long was I unconscious?"
Mama Ji replied, "Three days."
For the past three days, Ji Ling had been lying in the ICU. The doctor had told them that if Ji Ling didn't wake up within a week, he might never wake up again.
The past three days had been a torment for them at all times.
Ji Ling was in a trance for a moment. He had been in that world for so long, but in this world, only three days had passed …
If it wasn't for the fact that the memory was so clear and vivid, he might have thought that he was really dreaming.
He didn't know why, but when he thought of the last scene before he left, he felt an inexplicable pressure in his heart. He just wanted to go home, he just wanted to help as many people as possible. He didn't want to carry too much responsibility on his conscience. He felt that since things had come to this point, he couldn't shirk the responsibility. He tried his best to make up for his mistakes. However, it still hurt some people …
At this moment, Ji Ling felt his hand tighten. His mother was holding his hand, looking at him gently and saying, "It's good that you're awake."
Ji Ling met his mother's eyes and was slightly stunned. After a moment, the confusion in his eyes dissipated, and he lowered his eyes and softly said, "Mm."
Yes, what was he confused about just now? This was what he had always been pursuing. This was his real world, his real family, and everything that he could never give up …
He should be happy, shouldn't he?
If some things were destined to be impossible, instead of staying in the same place and hesitating, it was better to be brave and look forward, to be grateful for what he had now.
He should be content.
Ji Ling softly said in his heart: Thank you, System.
Although this mission didn't go smoothly, and I didn't do well enough, there were some bickering and unhappiness along the way … But still, thank you for choosing me and giving me a second chance.
… …
A few days later, Ji Ling moved out of the ICU and into a normal ward. During this time, Papa Ji and Mama Ji stayed by his side.
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