The Literary Hero of the Republic of China (民国之文豪) [MTL]

Chapter 1- 2

　　Chapter 1 First Arrive in the Republic of China

　　The cramped room was filled with a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, which added some uncomfortable gloom to the already dark room. The roof was leaking, and dripping water dripped down in a broken tub, making ripples.

　　Mu Qiong lay on the bed, looking at the moldy beams above the house in a daze.

　　He was originally an ordinary youth living in the 21st century.

　　In fact, it can't be said that he is ordinary, he is somewhat different from ordinary people - shortly after he was born, he was diagnosed with a severe congenital heart disease, so that his life was not only unable to do many things, but also extremely short.

　　He died at the age of twenty-eight.

　　His parents were relatively rich, but it was not so easy to find a suitable heart. He didn't wait for a heart that could extend his life until he died.

　　But he still felt that his life was complete.

　　He has parents who love him, and a lively and lovely younger sister. Although he seldom goes out, he has made many friends through the Internet, read a lot of books, and learned a lot.

　　He even has a career of his own.

　　When he was seven or eight years old, he knew how to read, and after reading some fairy tales, he began to write out those weird stories that he thought of when he was lying on the hospital bed doing nothing.

　　It was just a self-entertainment of a child who couldn't go to school at first, but when his parents submitted these works and his works were lucky enough to be published, his life began to change.

　　He fell in love with writing.

　　At first, all he wrote were imaginative fairy tales, but later he read more and more books, deeper and more complicated, and he began to write other kinds of novels.

　　He never went to school, and only studied with a tutor for two hours a day, which gave him a lot of time to read and write.

　　Before his death, he had written more than 10 million words. Most of these novels have been published or published in periodicals, and several novels have been adapted into movies and TV series.

　　He has already won one of the domestic literary awards.

　　Many people firmly believe that if he has no heart problems, can live forever, and can continue to create, he should be able to win the most famous literary award in the world.

　　Unfortunately, he died at the age of twenty-eight.

　　No, it cannot be said that he is dead.

　　His body should have died in the 21st century, but his soul and thoughts were reborn in the body of a desolate young master who had just passed away at the beginning of the 20th century.

　　After autumn, it rained heavily for several days, and with water leaks, this small room was very humid. What was inhaled into the lungs during breathing was not like air, but like water vapor.

　　The quilt on his body was also wet, as if water could be squeezed out, so that he didn't feel warm at all even though he was covered with the quilt.

　　Mu Qiong wanted to sigh, but when his throat tickled, he coughed violently.

　　He coughed so badly that his chest ached, but he didn't feel uncomfortable, on the contrary, he was a little happy.