Rebirth

(I)

June 30, 2006, noon, Tseung Kwan O, Hong Kong, Chinese Permanent Cemetery.

A light drizzle was falling. A black RV was parked by the roadside. After a while, the door opened, and three men and one woman got out.

All four were wearing sunglasses, seemingly to conceal their identities. They were all clearly outstanding; the man was handsome, and although the woman was not tall, her aura suggested she was extremely beautiful. The woman was holding the arm of the tallest man, and the two seemed to be a couple.

"Thirteen years ago today, in Tokyo, Japan, it was raining too..." the man beside the woman murmured, and the other two men nodded silently.

"Let's go, let's go see..."

The tombstone was covered with flowers, and many people stopped there to mourn a man they would always respect, a man who passed away in Japan on June 30, 1993. On June 24, 1993, while rehearsing a program produced by a Japanese television station, he fell from a stage less than 3 meters high. He fell into a coma and ultimately passed away six days later.

At the time, the Japanese media did not report on this as a major event; newspapers revealed very little information, indicating extreme indifference. However, many people in Hong Kong were heartbroken, and even after his death was confirmed, many refused to believe it. Was

he really gone? In the prime of his life, his music career was flourishing; he had just released a new Japanese album, and not long before, his Cantonese album had become a hit in the Hong Kong music scene…

Some said that his Japanese name was unlucky. "Koma" sounds very similar to the English word "coma" (meaning coma), and indeed, after falling from the stage, he remained unconscious until his death.

Later, many also pointed out that his music contained some heartbreaking prophecies.

The lyrics of "Overcoming Inner Demons" include: "Who can do it? / Venture into the future with creativity / If you understand the truth / Fate is mysteriously influencing you / The world plays tricks on you / Unknowingly / Every decision can be fatal...

" "Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies": "Forgive me for my unrestrained and free-spirited life / I also fear that one day I will fall...

" "Lover": "Woo... Do you know who is willing to leave...?"

What if he hadn't gone to Japan, or had chosen a different time? Everyone experiences falling down, and most people can get back up after falling. But after he fell, he never got up again, letting his life vanish without a trace...

Ka-Kui, are you doing well in heaven? We will always remember you.

—Amidst the flowers placed before Mr. Wong's grave, a flower basket hangs a mourning couplet.

Mr. Wong Ka-Kui, the lead singer of the Hong Kong band Beyond, a great musical elite, the soul of this great band, has been gone for 13 years.

The three men among the four are, of course, the remaining members of Beyond: Wong Ka-Keung, Wong Koon-Chung, and Yip Sai-Wing. The woman accompanying Wong Ka Kui was none other than his girlfriend, Hong Kong star Athena Chu.

After paying their respects to Ka Kui, they returned to their campervan, which slowly drove away in the drizzle…

June 30, 2006, evening, a small city in Zhejiang Province, mainland China.

“Do people really have souls when they die?” a short-haired, overweight man who appeared to be an official asked hesitantly. Opposite him was a small table where a young-looking man sat.

“Souls, of course they exist, but people generally can’t see them. There are so many legends about ghosts and spirits in the past, or you could say they are ancient records of the existence of souls,” the young man replied calmly.

"So, according to you, Master, my ex-wife really is coming to find me... What should I do?" The cadre's face twitched. "Then what I saw that day really was her!"

"Probably. Your ex-wife must be the kind who died with her eyes wide open in anger. You killed her for the sake of promotion and wealth, and her soul is restless with injustice. Now that your body is suffering from excessive indulgence in wine and women, your yin energy is rising, which is the perfect time for her to take revenge on you..." The young man said, a faint sneer on his face.

"Oh God, what should I do? I've seen a ghost! I've seen a ghost! I'm doomed this time, my God!" The cadre staggered out of the door, but after walking a short distance, he turned back to look at the young man's room door, where a sign read:

"Liu Feng Soul Research Center.

" "He also said he couldn't help me. They specialize in this kind of thing. It seems I'm beyond saving this time. Cuihua, I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have killed you back then so I could marry the secretary's daughter! You wait... I don't need you to come and get me... I'll come to find you myself..." The cadre seemed to have lost his mind, crying and running away like a madman.

"Ghosts can't really kill people. Only those with guilty consciences will be scared to death by themselves. Who told them to do so many bad things?" Liu Feng had no liking for such shameless cadres: "Ghosts don't live in our space and can't harm people. They just appear and scare people to death, hahaha..."

(II)

June 30, 2006, Repulse Bay, Hong Kong, a villa, an elegant room, 10:26 pm.

The dark gray walls and soft red light cast an ambiguous atmosphere in the room.

There were no cluttered furnishings in the room, seemingly just to place the large bed. The bed was light blue and really big; six people could easily sleep on it, but there were only two people on the bed.

A man and a woman.

The woman's lower body was naked, revealing a pair of long, jade-like legs that would make any man's breath catch in his throat. Now, these legs were kneeling, raising a radiant buttock. She was wearing a loose nightgown, which, while obscuring the size of her breasts, clearly drove the man having sex with her even more wild.

A thick penis was inserted between her buttocks, thrusting rapidly into her overflowing vagina. A man leaned over her back, his hands squeezing her breasts through her nightgown, gritting his teeth and thrusting his hips hard. Her vagina was incredibly narrow; despite having made love countless times, this alluring opening remained tight and elastic.

"Harder... Paul... You're so strong... It feels so good..." The woman swayed all over as she was being fucked, her head pressed against the bed, clearly enjoying herself immensely, her moans filled with pleasure.

Paul was Wong Ka Kui's English name, and the woman beneath him, moaning incessantly, was none other than his beautiful girlfriend, Athena Chu. After paying their respects to Ka Kui, they left Ka Keung and Sai Wing and went to Athena Chu's villa for a joyous night.

Every time they made love, Athena Chu felt incredibly aroused by Guan Zhong. His 18-centimeter penis, inserted into her still tender and narrow vagina, felt so full. His stamina was also remarkable, causing her to experience one orgasm after another.

More than an hour passed, and Athena Chu had already orgasmed five times. Her head was spinning from the intense pleasure, but Guan Zhong continued to thrust vigorously, seemingly able to continue for a long time.

Guan Zhong's lower body slammed against Athena Chu's buttocks, and with each crisp "slap," ripples spread across her alluring buttocks, the flesh rippling and dazzling under the light.

After being fucked for more than half an hour, Athena Chu, experiencing multiple orgasms, was starting to feel exhausted. Suddenly, Guan Zhong thrust his hips forward even more forcefully. Athena Chu's hands, which had been aching from pressing against the bed, gave way, and her entire body slumped forward, pressing against the bed.

Just as Guan Zhong was getting aroused, his penis suddenly couldn't penetrate her vagina effectively. He quickly pulled Zhu Yin's waist, making her upper body lie face down on the bed, her buttocks still arched high, forming a small pointed angle.

"Zhu Yin, are you done? I'm not done yet." Guan Zhong exhaled, one hand supporting her alluring buttocks, the other squeezing his still throbbing penis, slapping it against Zhu Yin's buttocks.

"Oh... I'm powerless, but I still want more... Don't worry about me... Keep going, fuck me to death... Keep going..." It seemed Zhu Yin's desire was still very strong.

With his lover's words, Guan Zhong felt relieved, holding her buttocks with both hands, and forcefully spreading her buttocks apart.

Zhu Yin's lovely private parts appeared before his eyes, what a beautiful vulva. Although she was already 30 years old and had had many sexual partners, Zhu Yin's vulva was still exceptionally pink and tender. Her snow-white vulva and bright red labia, slightly parted by the vigorous thrusting, glistened with vaginal fluid. A little higher, her small anus, relaxed from the orgasm, seemed to open like a small mouth, the folds around it densely arranged, tinged with an unusual deep red.

Guan Zhong drew a circle inside her vagina with his index finger, which became slippery. "You're so wet..." he said contentedly, slowly inserting his fluid-covered index finger into Zhu Yin's anus until it was completely enveloped by her rectum. Zhu Yin couldn't help but let out an "oh."

Zhu Yin reached back and touched his penis, pulling the cute thing close to her vaginal opening: "Pal... come in..."

Stroking Zhu Yin's buttocks, Guan Zhong thrust his lower body forward, his thick penis reopening her vagina and pressing against Zhu Yin's cervix. This time, he slowly thrust his penis in and out, his index finger gently rotating inside her anus. With each thrust, he could feel his finger through the thin membrane of flesh.

Sometimes, Guan Zhong would press harder, squeezing his penis through her intestines, so with each thrust, Zhu Yin felt as if her lower body was completely filled by an incredibly thick, enormous object, leaving no room at all.

"Paul...paul..." she whispered to her lover, telling him how pleasurable it was.

Perfect sex comes from the most selfless devotion between two people. Guan Zhong and Zhu Yin were both intoxicated, feeling only happiness. Whether it was vigorous thrusting or slow lovemaking, it allowed the unspoken pleasure within their bodies to reach its peak.

Guan Zhong's eyes became hazy; the sensations in his body told him that his orgasm was approaching. After several more thrusts, Guan Zhong slowly inserted his penis into Zhu Yin's vagina, little by little, until the head of his penis could clearly feel itself stuck at her cervix. He stopped moving, letting his penis violently ejaculate semen. The fingers in her anus also stopped exerting force, gradually pushed out by the rhythm of his penis's throbbing until they were withdrawn from her anus.

Zhu Yin was completely overwhelmed; her weak body became even more sensitive. Almost at the same time as Guan Zhong ejaculated, the hot semen and the throbbing penis caused her to have another inexplicable orgasm. After Guan Zhong's ejaculation, which lasted about 30 seconds, her vagina, which had just relaxed slightly after the orgasm, was stimulated and spasmed again, another wave of orgasm following closely behind. Her vaginal sphincter contracted, the tender flesh inside her vagina trembled, and her cervix, wide open after the extreme orgasm, opened and closed like a baby's mouth, happily welcoming the gushing thick semen. "

...

We're so happy, aren't we, Paul?" In the darkness, Athena Chu nestled close to Guan Zhong's broad chest, speaking sweetly.

"Yes, we're so happy, no one could be happier than us," Guan Zhong said sincerely, stroking the smooth skin of Athena Chu's back.

Athena Chu leaned her head closer; this was the man who brought her the most joy in her life.

Guan Zhong suddenly sighed.

"What's wrong?" Athena Chu asked.

"I suddenly thought, if Ka Kui were still alive... I wonder if he would be as happy as we are," Guan Zhong said.

"Or perhaps he's living happily in another world now, don't you think?" Athena Chu thought for a moment and said.

"I hope so..." Guan Zhong stopped talking.

Athena Chu came up and hugged his neck, giving him a sweet kiss: "Okay, don't think too much about it. The dead can't be brought back to life. Go to sleep."

...

July 1, 2006, 8:45 AM, Athena Chu's villa.

Stretching, Zhu Yin woke from her deep sleep, suddenly realizing something was wrong—Guan Zhong was no longer beside her.

"That guy, up so early, where did he go? He really has energy." Thinking of their intense lovemaking last night, Zhu Yin felt a little dazed again.

Could he have gone to make breakfast? Fine, I'll just stay in bed a little longer; I don't have any work these days anyway. Thinking this, Zhu Yin felt very happy and went back to sleep.

Noon, 11:13 AM.

Zhu Yin woke up hungry.

"Are you kidding me? Where did he go? Did he just run off without a word?" Zhu Yin was getting angry. What did he mean? She thought he went to make her breakfast, and now she was starving.

Picking up her phone from beside the bed, she dialed Guan Zhong's number. The phone rang, but it was on the other side of the bed. She

angrily called Jia Qiang and the others to ask about Guan Zhong's whereabouts, but they all said they didn't know.

Guan Zhong had disappeared? Now, Zhu Yin was frantic and dialed Jiaqiang's number again...

In the following days, Zhu Yin, Jiaqiang, and Shirong searched everywhere for Guanzhong's whereabouts, but to no avail. Had he simply disappeared without a trace?

(III)

1:26 AM, July 1, 2006, Zhu Yin's villa.

Guanzhong woke up in the darkness, opened his eyes, and found himself in complete darkness, with only Zhu Yin's breathing beside him.

"Where am I? Who's next to me?" Strange, hadn't he just made love with Zhu Yin? Why didn't he remember?

He slowly touched the person next to him, feeling a woman's smooth skin. He wanted to cry out, "Oh God, what's going on!

Aren't I in a hospital in Japan? Aren't I still unconscious? Is this a hospital room? Is the person next to me a sexy Japanese nurse?"

He touched himself; he wasn't wearing any clothes. Impossible!

He got out of bed, leaning against the wall in the darkness, feeling around as if terrified: How did I get here? Where am I? What happened to me?!

When he touched something protruding from the wall, he gritted his teeth and pressed it down. The room light came on, instantly dispelling the darkness. He saw the entire room's layout, completely unfamiliar. He also saw Athena Chu on the large bed; he didn't recognize this woman. She was naked, sleeping on her side, her full breasts pressed tightly between her arms, her beautiful face radiating happiness, looking so alluring and seductive.

But he only felt a chill run down his spine!

There were men by the bed (Part 1)

June 30, 2006, noon, General's Cemetery, Hong Kong.

A light drizzle was falling from the sky. A black RV was parked by the roadside. After a while, the door opened, and three men and one woman got out.

All four men were wearing sunglasses, seemingly to conceal their identities. They were all clearly outstanding; the man was handsome, and although the woman wasn't tall, her aura suggested she was exceptionally beautiful. The woman was arm-in-arm with the tallest man, the two appearing like a couple.

"Thirteen years ago today, in Tokyo, Japan, it was raining too…" the man beside the woman murmured, while the other two nodded silently.

"Let's go see…"

Flowers covered the tombstone, and many people lingered there, mourning a man they would always respect, who passed away in Japan on June 30, 1993. On June 24, 1993, while rehearsing a program produced by a Japanese television station, he fell from a platform less than three meters high, falling into a coma and ultimately passing away six days later.

At the time, the Japanese media didn't report on this as a major event; newspapers revealed very little information, showing extreme disregard. However, many people in Hong Kong were heartbroken, and even after his death was confirmed, many refused to believe it. Was

he really gone? In the prime of his life, his music career was flourishing; he had just released a new Japanese album, and not long before, his Cantonese album had become a sensation in the Hong Kong music scene…

Some said that his Japanese name was unlucky. "Koma" sounds very similar to the English word "coma" (meaning coma), and indeed, after falling from the stage, he fell into a coma and remained unconscious until his death.

Later, many also pointed out that his music contained unsettling prophecies.

The lyrics of "Overcoming Inner Demons" include: "Who can do it? / Venture into the future with creativity / If you understand the truth / Fate is mysteriously influencing you / The world plays tricks on you / Unknowingly / Every decision can be fatal...

" "Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies": "Forgive me for my unrestrained and free-spirited life / I also fear that one day I will fall...

" "Lover": "Woo... Do you know who is willing to leave...?"

What if he hadn't gone to Japan, or had chosen a different time? Everyone experiences falling down, and most people can get back up after falling. But after he fell, he never got up again, letting his life vanish without a trace...

Ka-Kui, are you doing well in heaven? We will always remember you.

—Amidst the flowers placed before Mr. Wong's grave, a flower basket hangs a mourning couplet.

Mr. Wong Ka-Kui, the lead singer of the Hong Kong band Beyond, a great musical elite, the soul of this great band, has been gone for 13 years.

The three men among the four are, of course, the remaining members of Beyond: Wong Ka-Keung, Wong Koon-Chung, and Yip Sai-Wing. The woman accompanying Wong Ka Kui was none other than his girlfriend, Hong Kong star Athena Chu.

After paying their respects to Ka Kui, they returned to their campervan, which slowly drove away in the drizzle…

June 30, 2006, evening, a small city in Zhejiang Province, mainland China.

“Do people really have souls when they die?” a short-haired, overweight man who appeared to be an official asked hesitantly. Opposite him was a small table where a young-looking man sat.

“Souls, of course they exist, but people generally can’t see them. There are so many legends about ghosts and spirits in the past, or you could say they are ancient records of the existence of souls,” the young man replied calmly.

"So, according to you, Master, my ex-wife really is coming to find me... What should I do?" The cadre's face twitched. "Then what I saw that day really was her!"

"Probably. Your ex-wife must be the kind who died with her eyes wide open in anger. You killed her for the sake of promotion and wealth, and her soul is restless with injustice. Now that your body is suffering from excessive indulgence in wine and women, your yin energy is rising, which is the perfect time for her to take revenge on you..." The young man said, a faint sneer on his face.

"Oh God, what should I do? I've seen a ghost! I've seen a ghost! I'm doomed this time, my God!" The cadre staggered out of the door, but after walking a short distance, he turned back to look at the young man's room door, where a sign read:

"Liu Feng Soul Research Center.

" "He also said he couldn't help me. They specialize in this kind of thing. It seems I'm beyond saving this time. Cuihua, I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have killed you back then so I could marry the secretary's daughter! You wait... I don't need you to come and get me... I'll come to find you myself..." The cadre seemed to have lost his mind, crying and running away like a madman.

"Ghosts can't really kill people. Only those with guilty consciences will be scared to death by themselves. Who told them to do so many bad things?" Liu Feng had no liking for such shameless cadres: "Ghosts don't live in our space and can't harm people. They just appear and scare people to death, hahaha..."

(II)

June 30, 2006, Repulse Bay, Hong Kong, a villa, an elegant room, 10:26 pm.

The dark gray walls and soft red light cast an ambiguous atmosphere in the room.

There were no cluttered furnishings in the room, seemingly just to place the large bed. The bed was light blue and really big; six people could easily sleep on it, but there were only two people on the bed.

A man and a woman.

The woman's lower body was naked, revealing a pair of long, jade-like legs that would make any man's breath catch in his throat. Now, these legs were kneeling, raising a radiant buttock. She was wearing a loose nightgown, which, while obscuring the size of her breasts, clearly drove the man having sex with her even more wild.

A thick penis was inserted between her buttocks, thrusting rapidly into her overflowing vagina. A man leaned over her back, his hands squeezing her breasts through her nightgown, gritting his teeth and thrusting his hips hard. Her vagina was incredibly narrow; despite having made love countless times, this alluring opening remained tight and elastic.

"Harder... Paul... You're so strong... It feels so good..." The woman swayed all over as she was being fucked, her head pressed against the bed, clearly enjoying herself immensely, her moans filled with pleasure.

Paul was Wong Ka Kui's English name, and the woman beneath him, moaning incessantly, was none other than his beautiful girlfriend, Athena Chu. After paying their respects to Ka Kui, they left Ka Keung and Sai Wing and went to Athena Chu's villa for a joyous night.

Every time they made love, Athena Chu felt incredibly aroused by Guan Zhong. His 18-centimeter penis, inserted into her still tender and narrow vagina, felt so full. His stamina was also remarkable, causing her to experience one orgasm after another.

More than an hour passed, and Athena Chu had already orgasmed five times. Her head was spinning from the intense pleasure, but Guan Zhong continued to thrust vigorously, seemingly able to continue for a long time.

Guan Zhong's lower body slammed against Athena Chu's buttocks, and with each crisp "slap," ripples spread across her alluring buttocks, the flesh rippling and dazzling under the light.

After being fucked for more than half an hour, Athena Chu, experiencing multiple orgasms, was starting to feel exhausted. Suddenly, Guan Zhong thrust his hips forward even more forcefully. Athena Chu's hands, which had been aching from pressing against the bed, gave way, and her entire body slumped forward, pressing against the bed.

During the intense sexual arousal, the penis suddenly could not be effectively inserted into the vagina. He quickly pulled Zhu Yin's waist and made her upper body lie on the bed, but her buttocks were still arched high, making her body stand up in a small pointed angle.

“Athena Chu, are you done? I’m not done yet.” Guan Zhong exhaled, one hand supporting her alluring buttocks, the other squeezing his still throbbing penis, slapping it against her buttocks.

“Oh… I’m powerless, but I still want more… Don’t worry about me… Keep going, fuck me to death… Keep going…” It seemed Athena Chu’s desire was still very strong.

With his lover’s words, Guan Zhong felt relieved, holding her buttocks with both hands, and forcefully spreading her buttocks apart.

Athena Chu’s lovely private parts appeared before his eyes, what a beautiful vulva. Although she was already 30 years old and had had many sexual partners, Athena Chu’s vulva was still exceptionally pink, with a snow-white vulva and bright red labia. Her vagina, slightly open from the forceful thrusting, glistened with lustful fluid from the tender red flesh. A little higher, a small anus, relaxed from the orgasm, seemed to open like a small mouth, the folds around the anus densely arranged, tinged with an unusual deep red.

Guan Zhong drew a circle inside her vagina with his index finger, making it slippery. "You're so wet..." he said contentedly, slowly inserting his finger, now covered in her vaginal fluid, into Zhu Yin's anus until it was completely enveloped by her rectum. Zhu Yin couldn't help but let out an "Oh."

Zhu Yin reached back and touched his penis, pulling on the cute thing and bringing it to her vaginal opening: "Pal... come in..."

Stroking Zhu Yin's buttocks, Guan Zhong thrust his lower body forward, his thick penis reopening her vagina and reaching Zhu Yin's cervix. This time, he slowly thrust in and out of his penis, his index finger gently rotating inside her anus. With each thrust, he could feel his finger inside her anus through the thin membrane.

Sometimes Guan Zhong would apply more force, pressing his penis through her intestines, so with each thrust, Zhu Yin felt as if her lower body was completely filled by an incredibly thick, enormous thing, leaving no room at all.

“Paul…paul…” she whispered to her lover, telling him how pleasurable she felt.

Perfect sex comes from the most selfless devotion between two people. Guan Zhong and Zhu Yin were both intoxicated, feeling only happiness. Whether it was vigorous thrusting or slow lovemaking, it allowed the unspoken pleasure within their bodies to reach its peak.

Guan Zhong's eyes became hazy; his body's sensations told him that his orgasm was approaching. After a few more thrusts, Guan Zhong slowly inserted his penis into Zhu Yin's vagina, little by little, until the glans could clearly feel itself stuck at her cervix. He stopped moving, letting his penis violently ejaculate semen. The fingers in her anus also stopped exerting force, gradually pushed out by the rhythm of his throbbing penis until they withdrew from her anus.

Zhu Yin was completely lost in ecstasy; her limp body became even more sensitive. Almost at the same time as Guan Zhong ejaculated, the hot semen and the throbbing penis brought her to another inexplicable orgasm. After Guan Zhong's ejaculation lasted about 30 seconds, her vagina, which had just relaxed slightly after her orgasm, spasmed again, followed by another wave of climax. Her vaginal sphincter contracted, the tender flesh inside her vagina trembled, and her cervix, wide open after the extreme orgasm, opened and closed like a baby's mouth, happily welcoming the gushing streams of thick semen.

...

"We're so happy, aren't we, Paul?" In the darkness, Zhu Yin nestled tightly against Guan Zhong's broad chest, speaking sweetly.

"Yes, we're so happy, no one could be happier than us," Guan Zhong said sincerely, stroking the smooth skin of Zhu Yin's back.

Zhu Yin leaned her head even closer; this was the man who brought her the most joy in her life.

Guan Zhong suddenly sighed.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Yin asked.

"I suddenly thought, if Jiaju were still alive... I wonder if he would be as happy as we are," Guan Zhong said.

“Or perhaps he’s living happily in another world, don’t you think?” Zhu Yin thought for a moment and said.

“I hope so…” Guan Zhong stopped talking.

Zhu Yin came up and hugged his neck, giving him a sweet kiss: “Okay, don’t think too much, the dead can’t be brought back to life, go to sleep.”

…

July 1, 2006, 8:45 AM, Zhu Yin’s villa.

Stretching, Zhu Yin woke up from her deep sleep and suddenly realized something was wrong; Guan Zhong was no longer beside her.

“That guy, up so early, where did he go? He really has a lot of energy.” Thinking of their intense lovemaking last night, Zhu Yin felt a little intoxicated again.

Could he have gone to make breakfast? Okay, I’ll just stay in bed a little longer, anyway, I don’t have any work these days. Zhu Yin thought this, feeling very happy, and went back to sleep.

Noon, 11:13 AM.

Zhu Yin woke up because she was hungry.

“Are you kidding me? Where did he go? Did he just run off without saying a word?” Zhu Yin was a little angry. What does this mean? I thought he went to make me breakfast, but now I'm starving.

She picked up her phone from the bedside and dialed Guan Zhong's number. The phone rang, but it was on the other side of the bed.

She angrily called Jia Qiang and the others to ask about Guan Zhong's whereabouts, but they all said they didn't know.

Guan Zhong had disappeared? Now, Zhu Yin was frantic and dialed Jia Qiang and the others again…

In the following days, Zhu Yin, Jia Qiang, and Shi Rong searched everywhere for Guan Zhong, but to no avail. Had he just vanished without a trace?

(III)

1:26 AM, July 1, 2006, Zhu Yin's villa.

Guan Zhong woke up in the darkness, opened his eyes, and found only darkness. The only sound was Zhu Yin's breathing beside him.

"Where am I? Who's next to me?" Strange, hadn't he just made love with Zhu Yin? Why didn't he remember?

He slowly touched the person beside him, feeling a woman's smooth skin. He wanted to scream, "Oh God, what's going on!"

Wasn't I in a hospital in Japan? Wasn't I still unconscious? Could this be a hospital room? And the woman next to me is a sexy Japanese nurse?

He touched himself; he wasn't dressed. Impossible!

He got out of bed, leaning against the wall in the darkness, feeling around, his heart filled with fear: How did I get here? Where am I? What happened to me?!

When he touched something protruding from the wall, he gritted his teeth and pressed it down. The room light came on, instantly dispelling the darkness. He saw the entire room's layout; it was unfamiliar. He also saw Zhu Yin on the large bed; he didn't recognize this woman. She was naked, sleeping on her side, her full breasts pressed tightly between her arms, her beautiful face radiating happiness, looking so alluring and seductive.

But he only felt a chill run down his spine!

There were men's clothes beside the bed; he couldn't think any further, quickly grabbed them, hurriedly put them on, and then opened the door and left the room.

The infrared sensor light in the outer room turned on, startling him. He quickly crouched down, and after a while, finding nothing amiss, stood up and ran down a staircase. He finally found the villa's exit, and after a long struggle, managed to open the door. He didn't dare look back, and ran out, rushing into the darkness.

A scream…

July 1, 2006, Stanley, 9:27 AM.

Guan Zhong wandered aimlessly through the unfamiliar streets. He had walked all night, constantly thinking, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong. He arrived at a shopping mall and, bewildered, followed the crowd onto the escalator.

On the second floor, in the clothing section, a friendly saleswoman approached him, trying to drum up business.

"Sir, are you buying clothes? We have many new styles." Guan Zhong stopped, his eyes fixed intently on the woman in front of him.

The woman was a little intimidated by his rigid gaze: "Sir, what kind of clothes do you need? Can I help you choose?"

"What are you doing? We don't know each other, do we?" The saleswoman, much shorter than Guan Zhong, almost shouted, because she noticed the man rushing towards her and extending his hand.

The saleswoman was pulled away; there was a full-length mirror on the wall behind her.

Before she could figure out what was going on, the man pointed at the mirror and let out a shrill, terrifying scream: "Guan Zhong!"

The saleswoman was terrified by his actions and screamed, "Help!"

In an instant, many people rushed over. Guan Zhong hesitated for a moment, then turned and ran to the elevator, disappearing from the exit in a few strides...

(IV)

July 2, 2006, 11:20 AM.

He (can he still be called Guan Zhong?) hadn't eaten for over a day, and now he just felt confused. When he woke up in that room with the woman, he was filled with fear, then terror, terror, not understanding what had happened! When he first saw his reflection in the mirror, his fear and terror reached their peak, followed by inexplicable madness. He frantically wandered through the unfamiliar streets, slapping his face and pinching his arms. It was real!

How did I become Guan Zhong? When did Guan Zhong dye his hair? Who am I now?

Aren't I Wong Ka Kui?!

Who can explain?! It turns out that Wong Ka Kui (Wong Ka Kui) now realizes he is Wong Ka Kui! (Or rather, Wong Ka Kui realizes he looks like Wong Ka Kui!)

Later, numb with thought, he felt hungry and reached into his pocket for a wallet containing some cash. He'd never seen money like that before, but knowing the amount on it, he knew it was money. He went into a restaurant and ordered some food. Eating when hungry is a basic human instinct.

After filling his stomach, he began to examine the wallet. Inside were several bank cards and an ID card. Although he was somewhat prepared, he was still stunned when he saw the identification on the ID card:

Hong Kong Permanent Resident Identity Card, Wong Ka Kui, Male, March 31, 1964…

July 10, 2006, Tseung Kwan O, Hong Kong, Chinese Permanent Cemetery, at Wong Ka Kui's grave.

He stood blankly before his own tombstone. In the days that followed, he had slowly learned a lot through various channels. He realized he had died 13 years ago, and Beyond had disbanded and reunited several times.

He now identified himself as Wong Ka Kui. The woman sleeping beside him that day was Wong Ka Kui's girlfriend, Athena Chu. Beyond had fought a copyright lawsuit with their former manager. The unfinished music cassette he recorded was given lyrics, becoming Beyond's last self-written classic, "Twenty Years of Resistance."

In 2005, Beyond announced their disbandment…

But he still couldn't believe it. He was dead, so why was he alive again? Dead for 13 years? Why did he lose his sense of time? I've been dead for 13 years? Is that even possible?

Now he finally saw his own tombstone, clearly engraved with:

Wong Ka Kui, June 10, 1962 – June 30, 1993

, with his own photo above it.

Tears finally welled up in his eyes, silently, though he felt helpless about this unbelievable fact, wanting to cry out loud…

I'm dead! Dead for 13 years! What am I now? A monster? A soul possessing Ka Kui's body? And what about Ka Kui? "Is he dead? What am I going to do now!"

A pair of hands touched his cheeks.

"Paul, what's wrong? Why did you leave me that night? Where have you been these past few days? Why are you crying?" As soon as Zhu Yin heard that Guan Zhong had appeared at General's O, she guessed that he must have gone to Jia Ju's grave. She immediately called Jia Qiang and Shi Rong, and then drove over without stopping. Finally, she found him.

"Why did you leave that night... You are... Zhu Yin..." he choked out.

"You're talking strangely. Don't you recognize me?" Zhu Yin was confused. Fortunately, she was only thinking about the joy of finding her lover again and didn't want to worry about this small doubt. She took his hand and said, "Let's go, Paul. Don't stay here. We've been looking for you for 10 days. Everyone is so worried. You're really something."

Letting Zhu Yin hold his hand, he walked with her blankly. (Go with her? Pretend to be Guan Zhong and live with her?)

At the cemetery entrance, Jiaqiang and Shirong walked from afar. Seeing Guan Zhong finally appear, Jiaqiang rushed up and punched him: "Paul! You're so unfair! Daring to disappear! We were worried sick, haha."

"Jiaqiang!" He didn't know whether to be happy or sad. Jiaqiang, his younger brother, had grown a beard and become a very mature man.

The one walking behind Jiaqiang was Shirong... He recognized them all, but from his current perspective as "Guan Zhong," everything felt painful, bewildering, and absurd.

Guan Zhong had been missing for 10 days, then was found at the General's Cemetery. Hong Kong newspapers, big and small, rushed to report the incident.

Among them, Hong Kong's most gossipy tabloid, *Crazy Entertainment Weekly*, even dispatched paparazzi to follow and investigate Wong Ka-chung. Later, they published a report:

"...After Paul was found, he seemed somewhat confused. Accompanied by his girlfriend Athena Chu and Wong Ka-keung, he immediately went to Queen Elizabeth Hospital for a comprehensive physical examination, but the hospital stated that Paul's health was good."

"Later, we followed him to his residence. Athena Chu was constantly with Paul,

who seemed a bit off. We noticed that Paul's behavior was somewhat erratic; he had lost his previous enthusiasm for his girlfriend Athena Chu and became taciturn...which was puzzling..." "...What exactly happened during Paul's 10 days of disappearance is unknown, but a saleswoman in Stanley claimed that she saw him on July 1st, the first day Athena Chu discovered Paul was missing, and that his behavior was very strange..."

About half a month later, the media's curiosity waned due to the lack of substantial information to uncover, and they abandoned their sensationalist reports. Under the care of Athena Chu and the others, Paul seemed to have recovered considerably, putting everyone at ease. Basically, they just assumed something happened during his disappearance that caused some amnesia, but he remained silent despite repeated questioning. However, all signs indicated the situation wasn't too bad; he should be able to "remember" his past soon.

But he himself wasn't at ease, because he knew he was Wong Ka Kui, definitely not Wong Koon Chung! Every day he struggled internally, wanting to tell them the truth, but what would the result be?

Being diagnosed with mental illness, sent to a mental hospital, and losing his freedom forever. Or, even if they believed him, could they accept the fact? And how to explain this strange event? And if he himself had been resurrected, what about Koon Chung? Every time he faced Athena Chu, he had a painful thought: he had caused her boyfriend's death!

Therefore, he absolutely couldn't tell.

August 3, 2006, at Guan Zhong's residence.

At his insistence, he had been living alone in "his own" house for the past few days. The first time, of course, was with Zhu Yin, who brought him over. Since then, he had stayed home, rarely going out, spending his days watching television to pass the time. He had many questions that were giving him a headache. For the past month since his resurrection, he had been pondering how he had "reborn" in Huang Guan Zhong's body.

He remembered falling off the stage that day, being vaguely taken to the hospital, and although his consciousness was always hazy, he remembered lying in a Japanese hospital for several days. Then…

he woke up! Absolutely conscious!

Had he first become a ghost? And then, by chance, possessed Guan Zhong's body and been resurrected? But according to the legends of ghost possession, ghosts also have memories of everything that happened after death. It was impossible to explain why he had no memory of the past 13 years. Did

people really have souls? Could they really become ghosts? Could it really be possible to possess someone else's body?

He could have answered with certainty that souls and ghosts existed. After all, he himself had truly died and was now alive again, possessing someone else's body. But why couldn't he understand how this process actually happened?

He searched through books on soul research. Although there were many different explanations, most of them affirmed the existence of souls and proposed the possibility of souls being resurrected through other people's bodies, he still couldn't find any explanation that fit his situation.

If a soul exists and can exist independently under certain conditions, then as a being of thought, it should still be able to generate feelings and concepts of time and space. But he had been dead for 13 years, and it felt like he had only been in a coma for a moment.

Or could it be understood that his soul had simply gone into a long sleep, like a normal nap? If he didn't dream during a normal nap, he would lose a lot of time when he woke up in the morning. But 13 years was different from a few hours of sleep. During a normal nap, he was aware that he was sleeping, but these 13 years?

He had many questions he couldn't understand. Facing this unfamiliar society and unfamiliar environment, he felt lost and helpless.

He still desperately wanted to understand what had happened, so he diligently searched for any books he could find on the subject of soul research, carefully reading and pondering them. Everything seemed futile. He even considered consulting deities or seeking help from a legendary monk like Ji Gong. But these seemed like poor solutions; these people might not be truly capable of helping him, and as a public figure, he was vulnerable to being exposed.

Finally, he found an introduction to a person in a book about soul research that gave him hope:

Liu Feng, from Zhejiang Province, People's Republic of China, proposed the theory of soul correspondence at the age of 16, boldly hypothesizing the relationship between the soul and the body, explaining many mysteries of the soul involving the dead and resurrected. He also put forward various ideas about the existence of the soul, and it was said that he had profound conversations with the spirits of the dead. At the age of 22, he founded the first soul research center in mainland China, serving as its director, dedicated to the study of soul science…

After reading this information, he couldn't wait to find this young man named Liu Feng, the director of some soul research center, to help him. Yes, he's from mainland China, he doesn't know me, so he shouldn't reveal anything. Besides, he specializes in this, much more sophisticated than those charlatans and sorcerers.

And look, below, in smaller print, is the address and phone number of the Liu Feng Soul Research Center.

August 3, 2006, 3:28 PM, Liu Feng Soul Research Center.

The phone kept ringing, annoying Liu Feng, who was engrossed in his book.

"Hello, Liu Feng Soul Research Center, please speak!"

"Hello, this is Hei Hanggang..."

"Are you calling from Hong Kong? What's up?" Liu Feng's interest was piqued by the caller's words. A call from Hong Kong! He secretly rejoiced that he had taught himself Cantonese for a while. Although it wasn't long, his interest and talent allowed him to communicate with his Hong Kong friends online in Cantonese without much difficulty. He had just switched to Cantonese.

“Yes, yes, I called you from Hong Kong. I read about you in a book and know you're a researcher of the soul…” Ka-Kui was very satisfied that Liu Feng could communicate with him in Cantonese.

On August 5, 2006, Liu Feng got off the plane at the new Lantau Airport in Hong Kong. He insisted that he didn't need the other party to pick him up at the airport; he simply called the number the other party had left as a notification of his arrival.

On August 6, 2006, at 2:12 PM, Liu Feng appeared at Wong Ka-Chung's residence.

By the time the two sat down to talk, Liu Feng had confirmed that the other party was indeed Wong Ka-Chung, the guitarist of Beyond.

“You’re Wong Ka-Chung! You said your name was Wong Wai on the phone.” Liu Feng smiled politely at the person opposite him.

Ka-Kui was slightly taken aback that the other person recognized him: "Mr. Liu, you...you know me?"

"Hey, how could I not? I'm a huge fan of Beyond! It's such a shame Ka-Kui is gone. Last year you held your farewell concert at the Hong Kong Coliseum, announcing Beyond's official disbandment. It's truly a pity." Liu Feng's voice trembled with emotion as he mentioned his beloved Beyond.

"I see. Then, Mr. Liu, could you grant me a few requests?" Ka-Kui

asked gravely. "Ah, no problem, go ahead."

"First, you must promise not to leak any of the contents of our conversation."

"Of course. My job requires secrecy. Otherwise, if I were to leak anything—things about the soul—it would be terrifying, haha."

Ka-Kui trusted Liu Feng's ability to keep the secret.

"Also, what I'm about to tell you is absurd. I hope you'll genuinely believe me and not take my words as a joke, okay?" He was almost pleading, because he felt that the young man opposite him was his only hope. If even he couldn't help him, then he...

Liu Feng could clearly sense his helplessness. He thought to himself: Huang Guanzhong has money and fame, and his girlfriend is the stunningly beautiful Zhu Yin, which makes everyone envious. What could possibly make him feel helpless? Does he also have some unspeakable secret? But in all the records, his image has always been positive, so there's no need...

"Well, of course, that's no problem either. I study souls and I'm always dealing with things that seem absurd to ordinary people. To ordinary people, souls, ghosts—aren't they absurd enough?" Knowing that he was about to get to the point, Liu Feng also put on a serious expression.

“Sigh…” Ka-Kui sighed deeply, stood up, and paced back and forth in front of Liu Feng, his mind in turmoil. Finally, he stopped, looked into Liu Feng's eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to speak in as calm a voice as possible: “I… I am actually Wong Ka-Kui, not Wong Koon-Chung!”

“What did you say? You are Wong Ka-Kui!?” Although Koon-Chung had told him on the phone about something incredible about the soul and wanted his help, and he was somewhat prepared, hearing him say this still greatly shocked Liu Feng.

Ka-Kui looked at the dumbfounded Liu Feng and nodded vigorously: “Yes, I am Wong Ka-Kui. I have been dead for 13 years, but a month ago, my soul possessed Wong Koon-Chung's body and was resurrected! Believe me, I'm not lying to you, I am really not Wong Koon-Chung! I am Wong Ka-Kui!” As he spoke, Ka-Kui's voice became hoarse, and he began to sob.

Faced with a celebrity who had lost control, Liu Feng initially believed him completely. Although the story sounded absurd, as a researcher of the soul, he knew there were countless unknowns about humanity, so the resurrection of a soul in another's body wasn't entirely impossible.

"I understand. You are Wong Ka Kui, who died 13 years ago. Now your soul has possessed Wong Koon Chung's body and you've been resurrected, is that right?" Liu Feng asked calmly.

Seeing that the other believed him, Ka Kui was excited: "Yes, yes, that's it, that's it! But... but I don't know exactly what happened!"

"Then, for these 13 years, as a soul, where have you been?" Liu Feng asked, intrigued.

"That's the problem. You know, I've studied many books recently, and they all say that if a soul exists, it has consciousness. But my resurrection feels like I haven't experienced any time at all. 13 years... I only remember those few days I was unconscious in the hospital!"

Liu Feng pondered. He had come into contact with some souls. Because he was a researcher of souls, over time, a few souls who dared to speak out tried to contact him. However, for reasons he couldn't understand, none of the souls he contacted provided him with completely truthful information. But one thing was almost certain: souls also have feelings, although those feelings are different from the physical body. After 13 years, it was impossible for him to have no concept of them at all!

Seeing Liu Feng's increasingly grave expression, Jiaju felt extremely uneasy: "Well, Mr. Liu, can you explain why this happened to me? And, I'm alive, but what about Huang Guanzhong? Where did he go?"

August 7, 2006, 11:24 PM, rooftop of Guanzhong's residence.

In the past two days, Liu Feng and the resurrected Jiaju had a comprehensive and detailed exchange, including the circumstances of what happened and various information Jiaju had gathered. Liu Feng made a bold suggestion: to understand the truth, find Huang Guanzhong's soul and question him!

During the day, following Liu Feng's instructions, Jiaju painted all the floors and facades on the rooftop black. That evening, Liu Feng brought over a similarly black wooden basin filled with water.

Although Hong Kong was brightly lit at around 11 PM, Guanzhong's residence was relatively quiet and dark.

The two sat facing each other beside the basin. Jiaju stared at the black liquid; although he could barely see anything, his heart was pounding.

"First, you told me that the walls of the house you left that night were black. Guanzhong likes black, right? That's quite a coincidence. Generally speaking, souls cannot appear in the light; darkness is safer for them. In today's society, the nights are brightly lit, so souls have fewer opportunities to appear than in ancient times." "White walls

reflect light, so even in the dark, they can make souls feel uneasy. Therefore, we need to make everything here as dark as possible."

"As for this basin of water, according to my research, the existence of souls is different from that of humans. Their actions require a vessel, or rather, a guide. For example, when someone was haunted by a ghost, it was because the soul used its spiritual power to alter certain components of the human body, or even a distant one, allowing it to use the human body as a guide, thus appearing before that person and remaining neither too close nor too far. These components are mainly the fluids inside the human body, which are relatively easy to modify."

“But the soul’s abilities are also limited. Otherwise, wouldn’t humans often be able to see souls? Plus, Guan Zhong’s soul has only recently left his body, so some of his abilities are still very limited. Therefore, we need to create conditions conducive to his appearance. That’s why we need this special water. I put some of the semen you just gave me into it, because your body is his, making it easier for the soul to resonate.”

“If he already knows we need him to appear, he will definitely be able to modify this water that can guide him and finally appear before us!”

Liu Feng explained the operation, and then the two sat quietly, waiting for Guan Zhong to appear.

August 8, 2006, 1:20 AM.

After sitting quietly for two hours, Liu Feng and Jiaju suddenly felt a chill creep over them simultaneously. It wasn’t a physical sensation, but rather a particularly cold feeling deep within their hearts, indescribable in words.

“I’ve come, Mr. Liu, Jiaju, you’ve been waiting for me for a long time.”

The darkness remained unchanged; it seemed that souls could completely conceal themselves in darkness. Jiaju was initially very afraid; after all, who wouldn’t be afraid of seeing a ghost? But remembering that he too had been a ghost, and that Guan Zhong was his good brother, he felt at ease.

"Guan Zhong, you've finally arrived. Perhaps you have many things you want to say to Jiaju, but there are some things I need to ask you first."

The soul in the darkness gave a strange "hmm," indicating agreement.

"Back then, your soul—oh, I should say, how did you leave your body?" Liu Feng mainly wanted to understand the reason for the soul swap between Jiaju and Guan Zhong.

Guan Zhong's soul sighed softly, then spoke: "Actually, that night, shortly after Zhu Yin and I fell asleep, I died. It must have been around 1 a.m., right?"

"What? You died that day! How could you die?" Jiaju couldn't help but exclaim in shock.

Liu Feng gave a strange smile, though in the darkness no one could see it. "Don't ask those questions now, let Guan Zhong continue."

Guan Zhong's spirit continued, "I don't know the specific reason, I only know that I died, and at that time my soul left my body. But I know how Jiaju possessed my body and was resurrected."

"What?! You know that?!" Both Jiaju and Liu Feng were startled.

"Yes, I know, because after I died, I left my body and saw things I couldn't see when I was alive."

"Tell me quickly, what did you see?" Liu Feng couldn't wait for the answer.

"After I left my body, I saw Jiaju's soul, floating in the air, and then it was absorbed by my body." Guan Zhong's voice was calm; perhaps a soul's calmness was simply its nature.

Liu Feng's mind searched for all sorts of possibilities. Guan Zhong said he saw Jiaju's soul floating and then being absorbed by his detached body—what caused this phenomenon? Usually, soul possession involves the soul consciously "invading" the body, but why was Jiaju's soul absorbed?

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Liu Feng's mind: "Guanzhong, when you saw Jiaju's soul, how was he floating? Did you think he was like you?"

Guanzhong replied: "No, his soul was unconscious. I saw him floating, grabbed him and called his name, but he didn't respond at all." Jiaju

was stunned, as if he had thought of something. Liu Feng slapped his thigh and said: "I understand! It is indeed possible for such a situation to occur!"

(VIII)

Neither Jiaju nor Guanzhong's souls made a sound. Liu Feng continued with great interest:

"13 years ago in Japan, Jiaju fell and fell into a coma. As a result, for some reason, when he fell, the exit between his soul and body was sealed by external force. Then his soul kept struggling, trying to leave his body and escape, but he couldn't. Normally, such a thing would be very difficult to happen because the soul has no substance, and anatomy cannot find the existence of a soul. However, Jiaju's body could not be treated in the hospital, and his soul was also damaged because of its constant efforts to break free from the body, so..." Liu Feng paused here.

"Tell me quickly, why!"

"So what?"

Both Ka-Kui's and Kwan-Chung's souls wanted to know what he would say next.

Liu Feng smiled slightly: "So, Ka-Kui's soul fell into a coma because it lost its power. It was a soul coma, not a physical one! That's how it happened. After Ka-Kui died, his soul was sealed inside his body, remaining in a deep coma. The soul could remember everything that happened while he was struggling—Ka-Kui remembered those days in the hospital."

He paused, then continued: "However, when the soul lost even the ability to maintain that little bit of consciousness, it stopped struggling, and the hospital officially declared Ka-Kui dead. Later, Ka-Kui's body was sent back to Hong Kong and buried in a Hong Kong cemetery, and then..." Ka-Kui's soul couldn't break through the seal and remained inside his body. Until June 30th of this year, Ka-Kui's body had completely decomposed to the point where the soul could leave without any power. So, unconsciously, he followed Kwan-Chung to Athena Chu's villa!

Kwan-Chung's soul didn't respond. Ka-Kui had a different opinion: "Impossible, right? Thirteen years, and my body only just decomposed?"

Liu Feng patiently explained: "Generally speaking, an adult's body buried in the ground will decompose completely in seven or eight years at most. But because your body had a soul supporting it, the sealed part took thirteen years to decompose completely."

"That's how it happened. After Ka-Kui's soul followed Kwan-Chung to Athena Chu's villa, it was still in a state of soullessness. The reason it could follow Kwan-Chung was simply because Kwan-Chung was deeply grieving for Ka-Kui's spirit while paying respects to him, which gave Ka-Kui's soul a calling. Later, after Kwan-Chung died, his soul left his body, and the body that had just lost its soul subtly gave Ka-Kui an opportunity. Think about it..."

After a pause, Liu Feng continued, "Ka-Kui's soul was always guided by Kwan-Chung's body. Now that Kwan-Chung's body has lost its soul and become an empty shell, the body naturally has a way of attracting souls." "It was his instinct... and so... the soulless Guan Zhong's body absorbed Jia Ju's soul! After the soul entered the body, the body provided the soul with some kind of energy that allowed it to recover quickly, and thus Jia Ju's unconscious soul became conscious, that is, it was activated. The rest is not hard to explain! Why did he lose 13 years of time perception? Why did he enter Guan Zhong's body? Why did he resurrect!"

Liu Feng spoke quickly, his heart filled with excitement. This incident had provided him with a very good example of a strange phenomenon. As a soul researcher, this was truly a major discovery! The soul could also fall into an unconscious coma!

After saying this, Liu Feng left the rooftop satisfied and went down to his room, leaving the time to these two good brothers who had experienced this strange event.

August 9, 2006, 6:35 a.m., Guan Zhong's residence.

Liu Feng drank coffee and waited for Jia Ju to come down from the rooftop. Jia Ju seemed to have not slept all night.

"He's gone," Jia Ju said.

"He's only gone now?" Liu Feng was very suspicious.

“No, I’ve been walking for two hours, but I’ve been thinking about some things.” Jiaju’s face was full of contemplation.

“Tell me about it, okay? Maybe I can help you.” Liu Feng poured Jiaju a cup of coffee. Jiaju sat down, picked up the coffee, and took a sip.

“Guanzhong talked to me a lot. He said he doesn’t want me to continue like this. Since I’m living in his body, I should live well, even if it’s in his place… He wants me to love Zhu Yin well for him, but I…” Jiaju buried his face in his hands.

Liu Feng thought for a moment and then spoke: “You still feel like you’re not Guanzhong, and you feel uneasy about what you can do with this identity, right? If you think that way, you’re wrong.”

“Wrong?” Jiaju looked up at him blankly.

“Yes, have you thought about it? If you're not prepared to get used to being Kwan Chung, are you really going to reveal this secret? If you reveal that you are Ka Kui's soul resurrected in Kwan Chung's body, not only will no one believe you, but even if they do, what will you do? What are you? Do you want to be destroyed? Or do you want Kwan Chung to die in vain? Do you want Athena Chu to be heartbroken for the rest of her life?”

Liu Feng was agitated: “Death is inevitable, and resurrection is not an opportunity for everyone! You still have dreams, right? You still have brotherhood, right? Do you know how many loyal fans are still listening to your music? Think about it carefully! Are you going to destroy it, or are you going to take advantage of this opportunity to continue a new life and create a new Beyond!”

On August 10, 2006, Liu Feng left Hong Kong by plane. He was all smiles when he boarded the plane.

(IX)

August 11, 2006, Athena Chu's villa.

Athena Chu had been living in a daze for a while. Kwan Chung didn't know why he hadn't contacted her or anyone else, locking himself in his house, which made her very worried. However, she knew Guanzhong must have his own troubles. Judging from his recent behavior, he seemed to be pondering some important issues, so she didn't bother him.

It was almost noon, and another boring day seemed inevitable.

Her phone rang.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Zhu Yin, it's Guanzhong..."

"Paul! Where are you! Why are you only contacting me now? Do you know how much I missed you, how worried I was about you? Waaah..." Zhu Yin started crying as she spoke.

"Don't cry, don't cry, okay? I've thought it through. It's all my fault. I'm right outside your door right now, you know? I really want to hug you and tell you how much I missed you!" The voice from the other end of the phone sounded so joyful to Zhu Yin...

That day, Zhu Yin's heart seemed to soar like a happy bird. She had lunch with her lover, and from then until nightfall, she clung tightly to Guan Zhong, holding him close, as if afraid that if she let go, he would run away again, just like that night…

Such a long separation was so cruel for a couple in love. During this time, Zhu Yin longed day and night for her lover to return to her side, to love and cherish her as before. Every time she woke up from her sleep, she would turn around and find him gone, and before she knew it, her tears would soak her pillow…

Now Guan Zhong had finally appeared before her, truly appeared, just like before, perhaps a little different, maybe he was more passionate now…

Night finally came, so quickly. The night was quiet, peaceful, and also heart-stirring. The two people who had embraced each other all afternoon listened contentedly to the beating of each other's hearts.

“Guan Zhong…” Zhu Yin whispered softly, hinting that it was time for him to do something.

Without hesitation, Jiaju leaned down, found Zhu Yin's lips, and gently kissed her. Then, he swept her petite body into his arms and carried her into the room he had hastily left that day.

Jiaju gently placed Zhu Yin on the bed and turned on the light. His heart pounded. From this moment on, his former self would forever be the past. He had been resurrected and would live in place of Guanzhong. To love her in Guanzhong's place—this was Guanzhong's greatest request of Jiaju…

Seeing her lover hesitate to "tease" her, Zhu Yin couldn't wait any longer. With a soft pout, she pulled him onto the bed and immediately began to undress him. When Zhu Yin's hands touched Jiaju's body, his breathing quickened. Although still somewhat hesitant, he began to use his hands to remove Zhu Yin's clothes.

Pulling at each other, their clothes fell off, their shoes were kicked off, and their clothes were haphazardly pushed off the bed. In no time, the two were finally naked facing each other.

Chu Yin was very familiar with Guan Zhong's body, yet she still couldn't get enough of looking at him. Her eyes were filled with infatuation as she stared at her naked lover before her. Ka Kui, on the other hand, had only touched her that day, finding Chu Yin's skin smooth and alluring. This time, under the light, he could finally see this

captivating beauty clearly. Her body was flawless: her skin was uniformly white, her breasts stood erect like two adorable rabbits, her waist was delicate and petite, her arms were long and slender, and her legs were strong and long. Her pretty face, full of innocence

, was flushed. He couldn't help but lower his head. Between Chu Yin's legs, the fine, dense pubic hair, though only a small patch, was so dazzling… “Paul…” Chu Yin's voice was seductive. Before Ka Kui could react, she had already pushed him down, then embraced her head and kissed him passionately.

Her sweet tongue entered Ka Kui's mouth, and he couldn't resist the pleasure of their intertwined tongues. As they kissed passionately, Chu Yin pulled away from his lips. He was still a little confused when he felt a cool sensation on his chest. Zhu Yin's drooling lips were already pressed against his nipple. Her nimble tongue, mixed with saliva, playfully licked Jiaju's nipple, sometimes gently biting it with her teeth...

Jiaju had never experienced anything like this before. When he made love with his girlfriend, it was mostly just caressing. This kind of oral service was a first for him. The stimulating pleasure gradually captivated him.

Zhu Yin's head slowly moved down, finally stopping between his legs.

Without hesitation, Zhu Yin opened her small mouth and took Jiaju's already erect penis into it. Jiaju felt his penis enter a wet cavity. Suddenly, Zhu Yin's tongue swirled around his penis, making him cry out in pleasure, "Oh..."

Like a greedy child who had tasted honey, Zhu Yin continuously sucked and licked Jiaju's penis. The overflowing saliva provided lubrication, and her nimble tongue kept circling the glans, stimulating the penis to become even thicker.

Ka-Kui was now eager to enter this alluring female body, to let his pent-up desire explode. Just as he was about to take action, Athena Chu, while continuing to lick, turned her body and straddled his head with her legs.

Good heavens, Ka-Kui felt dizzy for a moment. Athena Chu's round buttocks were spread wide open, placed against his face. Her plump vulva, like a ripe abalone, was slightly open, her pink opening flowing with honey-like fluid, and a wave of heat rushed towards him…

Ka-Kui didn't think any further; he couldn't think any more. Firmly holding those sexy buttocks in his hands, Ka-Kui brought his mouth to that alluring vulva, extended his tongue, and happily licked it, eliciting a tremor from Athena Chu's body…

Perhaps Ka-Kui's movements were a little clumsy; he was just subconsciously licking and teasing with his tongue, kissing Athena Chu's vulva again and again, but this did not diminish the stimulation for Athena Chu. Zhu Yin felt an unbearable tingling and itching sensation in her tender vulva from his touch. Her vagina was incredibly wet, and her tongue could only penetrate a tiny bit, yet she wanted him to fill her lower body with his thick penis.

Panting, Zhu Yin's mouth left Jiaju's penis, leaving a long, thin thread of saliva and pre-ejaculate. She quickly stood up, turned around, and positioned her lower body against Jiaju's penis, squatting down. The

18-centimeter penis stood erect, its large, shiny glans making Zhu Yin's heart race. She held onto his penis while using her slender fingers to separate her labia minora, slowly lowering her buttocks...

Jiaju kneaded Zhu Yin's firm breasts while looking down at his penis slowly approaching her alluring vulva. Soon, the large glans entered the opening, and the tender vulva gradually swallowed his penis, smooth, tight, and pleasurable... What an intoxicating place.

Finally, the entire penis pierced Zhu Yin's tight vagina, the glans pressing directly against the cervix, pushing the uterus back even further. The instant, unhindered, satisfying connection brought a long sigh of relief to both of them.

"Paul, touch my breasts harder, they need your caresses," Zhu Yin said, pressing Jiaju's hand against her chest.

"Zhu Yin, you're so beautiful, so alluring," Jiaju said sincerely, kneading her breasts.

What could be more pleasurable than your lover praising your body? Zhu Yin smiled, lifting her hips and beginning to move up and down…

In the woman-on-top position, women can move in many ways, but Zhu Yin was simply moving Jiaju's penis up and down, pulling it out of her vagina in large chunks and then quickly thrusting it back in. The tight vagina, the soft vaginal walls scraping against Jiaju's extremely hard penis, created an intensely ecstatic pleasure.

Athena Chu's face was flushed, her hands supporting her as she pressed against Ka-Kui's hands that were kneading her breasts. Her movements became increasingly rapid, her hair disheveled but stuck together by sweat. She tilted her head back, her mouth wide open, moaning passionately, "Ahhhhhhhhh!" Eventually, she seemed to have fallen into a frenzy, her movements on his penis incredibly fast, until Ka-Kui felt as if his penis was being rubbed by the softest flesh in the world, causing a slight pain, yet also an intense, frenzied pleasure!

Athena Chu hadn't experienced sexual pleasure in a long time, and this intense intercourse was incredibly stimulating. Just over five minutes later, her orgasm surged irresistibly. She gasped a few times, her genitals pressing tightly against the base of Jiaju's penis. After a few seconds of pause, she suddenly began grinding her hips against Jiaju's lower body with great force, violently thrusting her buttocks. A gush of vaginal fluid gushed out, directly drenching the glans penis. The already tight vaginal walls contracted intensely…

Jiaju felt a surge of heat hitting his glans, an intensely pleasurable sensation. A moment later, Zhu Yin's vagina contracted powerfully again, almost as if it would snap his penis in two, a surge of intense pleasure washing over him.

Jiaju felt dizzy. Just as the contractions of Zhu Yin's vagina were about to slow down, he thrust his upper body forward, embracing the orgasmic Zhu Yin and flipping her onto the bed. He lifted his buttocks and thrust forcefully a few times, his penis penetrating deep into her vagina, the glans plunging into her slightly open cervix. With each opening and closing of the cervix, his sensitive coronal sulcus tightened, and a tingling sensation shot through her lower back, followed by a gush of thick semen…

His penis ejaculated violently, throbbing powerfully, causing Zhu Yin's uterus to tremble along with it. Zhu Yin felt as if she were ascending to heaven, her mouth open but unable to utter a sound. Under intense stimulation, her second orgasm arrived quickly, her vagina contracting again, and her vaginal fluid gushing forth once more. At this moment, she had no thoughts left; everything was sweet, everything was dreamlike…

They embraced tightly, both needing to recover from the intense climax.

More than half an hour passed before Jiaju and Zhu Yin slowly returned, the afterglow of their previous pleasure still lingering. Zhu Yin looked at her beloved lover, cupped Jiaju's head, and kissed him passionately once more, their love unendingly tender.

After a while, their lips parted. Ka-Kui tried to leave Athena Chu's body and stand up, but as soon as he moved, Athena Chu blushed and exclaimed, "Ah!" "Paul, yours is still hard, so strong!"

Ka-Kui smiled slightly and gently asked, "Baby, do you want more? Wasn't that enough?"

"Not enough, not enough, not even for a lifetime. I want you to possess me forever, to enter me forever, ah—Paul, let's do it again, okay? Let's be gods again. It's still early, I want..." Athena Chu's face was full of anticipation.

Ka-Kui murmured, "Athena Chu, I also want to enter you forever, to be gods with you, I will love you forever..." He pulled out his penis, but as soon as it was pulled out, the large amount of fluid accumulated in her vagina lost its obstruction. The pressure from the vaginal walls squeezing the fluid into a jet of water, which sprayed directly onto Ka-Kui's lower body and the bed, soaking a large area.

But who would care about any of that? In an instant, their heartfelt words rekindled their passion. This time, Athena Chu knelt down with her back to Ka Kui, arching her alluring buttocks, her vulva dripping with lustful fluid, beckoning Ka Kui to enter.

With a "slurp," his entire penis slid into her vagina. Ka Kui, abandoning all restraint, knelt behind Athena Chu, embracing her delicate waist, and began thrusting. Both of them savored the pleasure of their genitals rubbing together, a feeling of bliss permeating their entire bodies.

With a "pop," Ka Kui's penis, because her vagina was so lubricated, slipped down due to the large amplitude of his thrusts. He hurriedly pinched it with his hand, aiming it at the opening to enter again, but Zhu Yin reached out a hand, took the penis, turned her head and said: "Paul, today, I want you to completely possess me, enter me, okay..."

Zhu Yin brought Jiaju's penis to the top of her vagina, facing her lovely anus, released her hand, and spread her buttocks with both hands: "Come on... enter me here... never before... but today I want you... come quickly..."

Jiaju's eyes were fixed on Zhu Yin's buttocks, round buttocks like a full moon, where the penis was facing, a slightly parted, dark red small round hole, opening and closing slightly, as if saying to him: come on... come on... enter me...

"Zhu Yin, I want us to be together for life..." Jiaju raised his buttocks, the glans of his penis spreading open the tight sphincter of Zhu Yin's anus...

On August 15, 2006, Jiaju met with Jiaqiang and Shirong.

On October 8, 2006, at 6:30 PM, at the Hong Kong Coliseum,

a concert titled "Beyond * Rebirth" was underway.

On stage were the three members of Beyond: Kwan Chung, Ka Keung, and Sai Wing. A month prior, Beyond had announced their comeback, immediately receiving a fervent response from their fans. After extensive preparations, Beyond held this massive concert.

Beyond is Beyond; although they had just announced their disbandment the previous year, holding a concert just a year later seemed like a joke to many, but their loyal fans went wild. Tens of thousands of people at the Coliseum went crazy for this concert.

This was truly a phenomenal event. The announced song list alone boasted over 60 songs, encompassing classic works from various periods of Beyond's career, as well as some songs of special significance. Furthermore, reports indicated that the concert would feature many newly composed Beyond songs with a strong early Beyond style, and even one of Ka Kui's unreleased posthumous works. Songs like

"Innocent Wounds," "Truly Love You," "Reminiscence," "Modern Stage," "The Great Wall," "Grey Track," "Glorious Years," "Farmer," "Who is Brave," "Oriental Treasure," "Dune Witch," "Echo," "Hold On to Belief," and "Do You Know"...

one classic after another, one glorious performance after another. The three members of Beyond gave their all, driving the fans into a frenzy. Even more exciting for the fans was that lead singer Kuan Chung's voice had become incredibly close to Ka Kui's, perfectly capturing the essence of each of Ka Kui's classic songs.

The concert lasted for over six hours. Several brand-new melodies flowed from the instruments played by the three members of Beyond on stage. Although they were new songs, the strong Beyond style of their early days captivated the fans, bringing them to tears. Beyond, I love you… Ka-Kui, we love you… The fans' voices were hoarse from screaming.

Around 2 a.m., suddenly, the sound on stage stopped.

Wong Ka-Chung, carrying his guitar, walked to the center of the stage, with Ka-Keung beside him.

Speaking into the microphone in a hoarse voice, Guan Zhong said, "I sincerely thank all the audience members and guests here for being able to share this concert with us. Beyond's growth is inseparable from everyone's continued support. Ka Kui has been gone for 13 years, and he always hoped that Beyond could do global concerts. Last year, our band announced its disbandment, and we were saddened. Not long ago, quite by chance, I found a sheet music and lyrics in one of Ka Kui's belongings—the song I'm about to sing. Inspired by this song, we decided to rearrange Beyond."

"We must uphold the spirit of Beyond, fulfill Ka Kui's last wish, continue Beyond, continue love and peace, and continue joy and anger forever! The lyrics for this song written by the late Ka Kui have been completed, and the song is called 'Rebirth.'"

Suddenly, a large burst of beautiful fireworks exploded in the middle of the stage. A laser holographic image of Ka Kui appeared quickly in the fireworks, then quickly appeared on Guan Zhong's body and disappeared. Yip Sai Wing's drumbeats sounded like a storm, and the entire audience stood up, frantically waving their glow sticks.

Guan Zhong's fingers flew across the guitar strings, and a voice reminiscent of Ka Kui's sang: "

Who can wait for life to come again? Who can change all the wrong things in the world? Open your eyes, look at this world, you will find it useless. Shed tears and sweat, be reborn, polish your new soul. Who cares if it fits this era again? Be reborn, the power is truly infinite, as long as you persist, your eternal belief will never change, wo-ho-ho..."

Ka Kui sang emotionally, and the fans below listened quietly, feeling the boundless power and sense of life brought by "Rebirth" along with Beyond.

As the song was about to end, Ka Kui saw someone appear before him, nodding and smiling at him. It was Guan Zhong, a soul. No one but Ka Kui saw him appear...

Amidst the shouts of the fans, countless ribbons fell throughout the venue. Ka Kui took Guan Zhong's soul's hand, and together with Ka Keung and Sai Wing, bowed to all the audience members below the stage, as a perfect curtain call for the concert.

In a corner of the audience, Liu Feng stood quietly, watching the three performers on stage. As they bowed to the fans, he smiled, but his eyes were filled with tears…

[The End]

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