For the rest of his life, he felt that he had slept for a day, and that he had only slept for a minute, and this chaotic state of unclear five senses made it difficult for him to think quietly and effectively.

I don't know how long it took, but in the midst of chaos, the darkness fell again.

The rest of his life walked forward in the dark nothingness, and with the footsteps of the rest of his life, the light of life was ignited, illuminating the way forward for the rest of his life.

This time, the rest of his life saw more in this strange vision.

He not only saw his own ward, saw Zhao Xiaoyang's mother and daughter lying on the hospital bed, but also saw the people sleeping in other wards, and the people in white walking back and forth.

The view goes all the way to the entire hospital.

For the rest of his life, he could see a doctor operating in an operating room, a nurse in a ward changing dressings, and a cleaning on the floor on the first floor and a critically ill patient in another building appeared in his mind at the same time.

And Yu Sheng was surprised to find that the every move of countless people at almost the same time was presented in his mind without any disorder, as if a piece of original memory was waiting for him to read it at any time.

Most of the guards with guns in the hospital have been removed, only six or seven remain, and there is a lot of traffic outside the hospital, everything is going on as usual, and everything that the rest of my life has experienced is not even the waves in the river.

But the horizon for the rest of his life is not endless, and the two blocks that extend beyond the center of the hospital are darkness and there is no light.

For the rest of his life, he overlooked everything in the void, as if there was a huge special stage under his vision, and he was the only audience on this stage.

Just as the rest of his life was intoxicated by this splendor illuminated by the light of life, a strange movement around him attracted the attention of the rest of his life.

When all the passengers fell into a deep sleep, Zhao Xiaoyang in the arms of the woman in the red dress suddenly raised her head and struggled out of her mother's embrace.

She didn't seem to have woken up yet, sleepy-eyed and swaying her two little short legs as she walked forward, her hands scratching at the air a few times from time to time, as if to catch something.

"Butterfly...... Butterfly ......" The sound of Zhao Xiaoyang's milk came from Yu Sheng's ears.

I didn't "see" any butterflies for the rest of my life, at least not in this vision.

Probably because the butterfly didn't have that light of life, and thought about it casually for the rest of his life.

Zhao Xiaoyang pushed open the door by herself and followed the butterfly she imagined out of the ward, and a pair of people in white in the corridor immediately noticed her.

"Someone is awake," he said as he walked towards Zhao Xiaoyang, "how long has it been?"

"How is it possible, the reagent injection has just passed a quarter of an hour. Someone replied to him, "Ordinary people who inject this concentration of Tiansuo will fall asleep for at least ten hours, unless they ......."

The man in white took two steps forward before he froze.

"The One Who is also a god?" Even if he was wearing a mask, he could see his face through the radiance of life for the rest of his life, and there was an incredible look on that young face.

"The One Who Wants to Be a God!!" shouted the man in white, "This kid is a God One!!"

The man in white only carried an electric baton, and did not dare to take a step forward until he figured out the abilities of the child in front of him.

Zhao Xiaoyang was still catching butterflies as if no one was around, but the man in white was staring at this cute little girl, like a tiger in front of him, like a big enemy.

Support arrived quickly, and the two guards with guns swapped out a special magazine with only three rounds of ammunition containing a green potion.

Unlike the light green color that they injected for the rest of their lives, which is diluted many times, the medicine in these bullets is as green as jade, and it is a real "heavenly lock".

The two guards were slightly stunned when they saw Zhao Xiaoyang.

"Where did so many butterflies come from?" one of them muttered.

"That's what this kid is capable of?" another made an inappropriate joke, "Attract butterflies?"

The man in white didn't care what Zhao Xiaoyang's weird ability was, he just wanted to control the other party as soon as possible and ensure that he was alive.

At the urging of the man in white, the two guards fired, and Zhao Xiaoyang shrank into a ball and fell.

"Look, there's no danger. The first caretaker walked over and gently touched Zhao Xiaoyang with his foot, but no blood flowed out, and Zhao Xiaoyang seemed to fall into a coma again.

"The butterflies are gone. The man in white said.

"What is this? hallucination?" said the other guard, a little puzzled, "it's a little too real. ”

"It's not something we have to think about. The first caretaker said to the other two.

He looked at the man in white: "You go and inform the army, you find a god here, inform them to send a car to pick them up, remember, let them bring the heavenly lock." ”

The man in white nodded and dialed out his phone.

The caretaker looked down at the little girl with her eyes closed, and said to his remaining companions: "The heavenly lock we brought with us this time can lock her ability for about three hours, let's find a room alone and keep this child in place until someone from the army takes over." ”

"Mom......" Zhao Xiaoyang curled up and muttered to himself.

"Who did she send with her?" the caretaker asked the man in white, who had just finished reporting.

"It should be her mother," the man in white recalled, pointing casually in the direction of Yu Sheng, "I have the impression that in this room." ”

"Let's take it together," the caretaker said as he walked in the direction of the ward, "let the army do a check-up together." ”

Yu Sheng realized what was about to happen, and he struggled to get out of the vision, but found that he could do nothing but watch as the three men pushed the door in and lifted the woman in the red dress.

The caretaker glanced at the motionless rest of his life, "What's the situation with this person?"

"Just passengers in the same carriage. The man in white didn't even look at Yu Sheng, and the three of them suddenly had no interest in lying on the bed in a bewitching posture.

The rest of his life seemed to be stuck in quicksand, and the more anxious he was, the deeper the immersion of that illusion became.

Yu Sheng tried to calm down, and the feeling of being trapped in the illusion was suddenly relieved, and when the attention of the rest of his life returned, he didn't expect the problem to suddenly appear when he was entangled in the vision.

If he really wakes up now, he himself will probably be taken away as a god.

I don't know for sure if I'm a god for the rest of my life, but once I am taken away by this group of mysterious soldiers, I don't want to know what awaits me for the rest of my life, and I don't want to take risks.

The rest of his body tensed, and then slowly relaxed, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and the cowardice in his heart finally prevailed.

The vision gradually dissipated, and Yu Sheng opened his eyes and saw the white ceiling, he stared at it for a while, and then closed his eyes again.

The rest of my life began to pretend to be asleep, and as the minutes passed, I didn't know how long I was going to pretend to be.

He didn't dare to move, he didn't dare to make a sound, even if his legs and hands were numb and his stomach was empty.

The rest of my life seems to be back to when I was a child, and I was faced with a paper that I couldn't do a single question in the exam, and the time passed slowly minute by minute, as if a little faster was not enough to make the rest of my life feel embarrassed enough.

The rest of his life was too tired, physically and mentally exhausted, and the events that had happened one after another these days fell on him like a torrential rain, and he was not even given a moment of respite.

The rest of his life lay quietly in bed, and he really fell asleep in this entanglement and crankiness.

When he woke up, groggy for the rest of his life, he only felt a splitting headache, and he barely sat up, and the bed under him made a tooth-aching creaking sound.

Yu Sheng sat on the edge of the bed for a while, countless fragments flashed back and forth in his mind, and finally froze on the picture of Zhao Xiaoyang being hit by a Tiansuo bullet and falling to the ground.

Yu Sheng was shocked, he remembered his current situation, and the vision surged like a tide, stretching out in all directions from under Yu Sheng's feet, and Yu Sheng once again stood in the center of darkness, observing the face of every life illuminated by the light of life.

Most of the wards on the fifth floor were empty, and a few people had just woken up like they had for the rest of their lives, frowning, as if they were recalling something.

There were three or two people surrounding the man in white in the corridor, and the man in white seemed to be explaining something, the distance was too far for Yu Sheng to hear clearly, and he could only see a few people and the man in white talking a few more words, and then they took the elevator downstairs and left.

All the chaos and control seem to have passed, but I don't know where Zhao Xiaoyang's mother and daughter are now, and they can no longer be found in the illusion of the rest of their lives.

The illusion faded, and Yu Sheng pushed the door out, and the man in white turned his head when he heard the sound.

Yu Sheng's heart had calmed down, and from the moment he stepped out of the hospital room, Yu Sheng had already thought about everything he wanted to show.

"Doctor...... I'm ...... What's wrong?" Yu Sheng leaned against the wall and slowly approached the man in white.

The man in white took a few steps closer and held on to the rest of his life.

"Your train has encountered the remnants of the Resistance, who have attacked the carriage with some kind of biological weapon, which will cause some damage to your brain and may cause short-term amnesia. ”

"Short-term amnesia?" Yu Sheng frowned, pretending to be trying to remember something, "I remember I was at the station in the Fifth District just now......"

"That was a day ago," said the man in white, "your car was sent yesterday, and you are no longer in the 5th district, this is the 3rd inpatient department of the 6th district central hospital." ”

As if he couldn't accept this fact, he staggered back and stood on the spot, trying to show a bewildered expression.

Yu Sheng didn't know if his performance was too much, but the man in white had obviously been surprised for a long time, and he explained methodically while helping Yu Sheng to continue walking.

"Those rebels have been caught red-handed, you have been sent here, after our examination and diagnosis, fortunately, that biological weapon does not seem to be mature, not very powerful, and does little harm to your body. ”

"Yes, doctor, there won't be sequelae, right?" Yu Sheng held the hand of the man in white tightly, his face was full of panic, but he was sneering in his heart.

It has been written countless times in the history books that the rebels disappeared completely twenty years ago, and even now they are still being taken out and detained. What's more, even if someone really attacks, what's the point of attacking this group of ordinary people on the train, isn't it more direct to use knives and guns.

Once the facts are known, the words of the man in white are full of flaws. But apparently, he explained the same thing to others, and those who lost their memories of the day could only accept it silently, even if they had doubts.

As for how many similar incidents have happened, I didn't think about it for the rest of my life, and I didn't dare to think about it.

The man in white was caught by the rest of his life, and the flesh on his cheeks twitched slightly, but on the surface, he could only continue to act, and said with relief: "There are no sequelae, don't worry, the biggest injury is probably only the loss of a day's memory, you can be discharged from the hospital now." ”

The man in white took Yu Sheng to retrieve his luggage, and Yu Sheng showed a complicated expression of confusion and anxiety along the way, but his heart began to jump in a panic, as if the person who had been released from prison was about to be freed, but at the last moment he began to worry about whether it would be a dream.

The man in white almost half-pushed and half-rushed to send the rest of his life into the elevator, and the whole farce was the heaviest and completely over, and he gained nothing and lost nothing for the rest of his life.

A series of events that happened to him for the rest of his life made him never have a chance to be truly quiet alone, until he walked out of the hospital, all the strangers around him left, and the loneliness finally returned to the rest of his life.

Looking at the pedestrians and vehicles coming and going on the street, the rest of my life really realized that I was homeless.