After returning to the city, Fei Nan randomly found a middle-aged man with a similar figure on the street, changed his appearance into the appearance of that person, and opened a room in the Chinachem Hotel opposite the Huizhong Hotel, directly opposite the Huizhong Hotel.

As it got dark, he stood in front of the window, lit a cigarette, and smoked as he looked at the window of the Huizhong Hotel opposite.

Soon, he saw himself returning with Huanhuan and Qiangzi.

Maybe it was too far away, or maybe he was used to it, and the headache he felt this time was much milder than when he saw him before.

Retreating from the window, he called up the map, looked at Huanhuan and Qiangzi's cursor and paused for a moment before entering the hotel.

When he returned to the window, it was already completely dark, he did not turn on the light, extinguished the cigarette butt, and stood quietly in front of the window waiting.

After a while, he saw a familiar figure walking into the hotel, which was the last time he looked back.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but sigh.

It's really getting more and more chaotic, and it is conservatively estimated that he alone has opened at least three rooms in these two restaurants.

If you go back a few more times, I'm afraid he won't even be able to pay for the room.

The money in his account didn't go back.

Taking the binoculars out of his treasure bag, he looked at the window of his room opposite.

From his vantage point, he could just see the desk by the window.

It was about this moment, he was thinking, when a light appeared behind his desk, and it was the hallway light from which the door had been opened and shone into the room.

Soon, he saw a familiar face, the one he had changed from the last time he went back.

Taking a step back, he turned and stood by the window, leaning against the wall, and lowered his head to light a cigarette.

He remembered that he suspected that he was being watched, and once searched this area.

After inhaling quietly, he extinguished the cigarette butt, stood back in front of the window, raised the binoculars, and looked at the window.

Over there, he had given up his observation and looked instead at the teacup on the table.

Soon, he urged his mind to get the tea out of the teacup, and then took out the paper from the drawer, writing a note.

He wrote one first, he withdrew his pen, looked at the note, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly crumpled the note again, stuffed it into his pocket, and then rewrote the note and put it back on the table.

Then, he turned around and came to the side of the small bed, gently rubbed Huanhuan's head, looked at it quietly for a while, and then turned to leave.

Feinan stood by the window, looking at the note on the table, his eyes flickering.

He couldn't let himself see the note.

According to his understanding, there should be two possible ways to get out of the space-time vortex.

The first is to go back to before the backtrack, and tell yourself before the backtracking through some methods, so that you don't go back, and eliminate the generation of the space-time vortex from the root.

It's like the note that mystery man number one left for him.

But as it stands, it shouldn't have much effect.

Even after receiving the admonition, he inevitably backtracked.

It may be that the number one mysterious person also knows that it is useless, so he just mentioned it at the end, without much hope.

However, the note also mentions the second possible way, which is the third reminder: Huanhuan must die.

Now it seems that the meaning of this hint is obvious.

Huanhuan must die, to tell him not to interfere with the development of the original timeline, and when he looks back now, it will be the time for him to return.

But that would also have a consequence, and that was Huanhuan's death.

Jumping out of the vortex of time and space, do you need to pay the price of Huanhuan's life?

His heart was a little heavy.

Suddenly, there was a slight movement in his field of vision, and he looked at the opposite window again, only to see a figure suddenly flash in front of the desk, and it was himself again!

What the?

Where did that come from?

His eyes widened, a little stunned.

The "Fernan" looked around for a week, then came to the desk, and reached out to pick up the note on the table and glanced at it.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Fei Nan felt that "Fei Nan" seemed to sweep his position with his afterglow as if nothing had happened.

Another self?

Also backtracked from the future?

How many Faynan are there in TMD now?

"Damn!"

Fei Nan couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

In the opposite room, "No. 3 Fernan" shook his head, crumpled the note into a ball, took out a note again, put it on the table, and then his figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.

What's going on? Where did he go?

Fernan was stunned.

After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly got up, left the room, and came directly to the Huizhong Hotel opposite.

Quickly changing his appearance back to his own, Fernan strode into the hotel.

"Huh, Mr. Fei, are you back?"

The lobby manager was a little puzzled when he saw Fei Nan coming in.

In the afternoon, he saw Fei Nan come back with his two children and never went out again, why did he suddenly come back from outside now?

"Oh, I just went out and ran some errands. ”

After casually coping with a sentence, Feinan went straight into the elevator.

Turning back into a middle-aged man, Fernan came to the door of the room.

He sighed, looked back and forth, and made sure that there was no one, so he urged his mind and quietly opened the door.

Coming to his desk, he looked at the note on the desk, which contained only five words: You drank it yourself.

He has the same purpose as me?

Fei Nan frowned and thought about it, the "number three" seemed to be doing the same thing as him.

Does that mean that what he is doing now is the right way?

Picking up the note and examining it carefully, he shook his head.

Even if the "Three" had the same purpose as him, he was a little too careless.

The note in Timeline 1 was clearly in a drawer, so how could he put it on the table?

Gently pulling open the drawer, Feinan put the note in and closed it again.

Looking at the sleeping Huanhuan, a hint of apology flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his head and turned to leave.

Leaving Huizhong directly, he returned to Chinachem's room.

When he came to the window, he had just picked up the binoculars when he saw the door of the opposite room open again.

It's been a buzz tonight.

Shaking his head, Fei Nan looked at Fei Nan who came in again, and secretly judged that this time it should be himself who came in at the moment.

This time, "No. 1 Fainan" came directly to the table, picked up the teacup and handed it to his lips, but stopped halfway and looked around vigilantly.

Turning his back and hiding back by the window, Feinan was a little glad.

Fortunately, there are finally no new people appearing.

Calling up the map, he saw Xu Wenqiang, who was attending the party of the completion department, got on the elevator, and should have gone to find himself.

Everything seemed to be on track, and he exhaled, returned to the bed, and lay straight back on the bed.

Next, all he had to do was do nothing.

He had to wait patiently until the day he went back, reconnecting the timeline of the broken point, and breaking the cycle of the vortex of time and space.