It was pitch black outside the window, in fact it wouldn't light up.

Time stood still, as the clock suggests, and entire neighborhoods, entire cities, and possibly entire worlds disappeared. Dawn can't replace night, and nightmares don't end.

Jian Hua lowered her eyes slowly, and her posture of sitting with her back against the wall was motionless.

This is the most economical way, and home is the most familiar and reassuring environment for him.

Two days and two nights have passed since the elevator incident in the studio - this is estimated by Jian Hua according to the rate of his physical loss, and he returned home that night to find an even more terrible bad news. Because of the quitting reaction, Jian Hua felt hungry in the studio, and although what happened was weird, he always had to fill his stomach and think about a way. As a result, the pot placed on the stove could not boil the water, and switching to a rice cooker did not help.

If you can't cook food, eat it raw. Half a pack of biscuits, a piece of instant noodle bread crushed and swallowed, the hunger was still burning, as if I had never eaten anything.

I can't communicate with the outside world, I can't find people, I can't feed my hunger.

It's like being abandoned by the whole world.

Jian Hua was thirsty at the moment, his consciousness was already a little blurred, in the past dozens of hours, he rushed out of the house and drove to other places to find food and water, and returned to the mall, just happened to see the little couple eating frantically, throwing wrappers and empty bottles around them, but still not enough to cry hungry.

This weird and terrifying scene made Jian Hua feel cold.

He gave up looking for food and drove straight to the Linjiang Bridge, which ended in a highway toll booth from where he could leave the city.

In the dark night, the lights of the toll station were on, there was no movement on the bridge deck, the cold wind was blowing, Jian Hua opened the car door and looked down at the rushing river from the side of the bridge.

He didn't want to commit suicide, Jian Hua was a person who would not take the initiative to give up his life at any time, but the current predicament made him feel at a loss.

In the end, Jian Hua returned home.

Sit down against the wall, motionless, reduce the consumption of physical energy, and suppress your hunger with absolute perseverance. When I am thirsty, I can't wait to turn on the tap and pour it down my throat.

He had seen the little couple overeat, their eyes twisted and frenzied despair. Jian Hua didn't want to be like that, it was useless to eat, and once she started eating, it was difficult to control her survival instinct to continue eating.

The chaotic and fuzzy brain is still thinking about this change.

Jian Hua vaguely felt that herself—or rather the elevator—had fallen into a time rift.

Time Rift is Jian Hua's random name, and he can't tell what the specific concept is, he just feels that the dead things in the world have stopped at this second, and the living things have disappeared without a trace, and the people in the elevator have become an exception. They can change dead things (move or damage things), but dead things can't change living things (eating and drinking).

Jian Hua was so hungry that he didn't have any strength at all, and his excessive thirst made him have a double image in front of his eyes.

Unconscious, he began to be unable to stay awake, and in such a half-asleep, half-dazed and painful snooze, a subtle voice came into Jian Hua's paste-like brain.

"Tick, tick, tick......"

Steady, clear, and regular.

Jian Hua slowly opened his eyes, and it took him a while before he barely regained his consciousness, his gaze fixed on the wall clock on the wall, the old-fashioned white background and black needle glass surface, and at this moment the seconds were moving in a grid.

23:01

The ticking sound of seconds of walking sounded to Jian Hua like the first sound of a violin in a concert, and in the next few minutes, he heard the night cry of the child next door, and the faint voice of the community chess and card room after the end.

The sound of a drunk man on the top floor going up the stairs staggered alarmed the neighbor's sleeping dog.

These ordinary noises are now like heaven.

Jian Hua, who was hungry and panicked, subconsciously wanted to stand up, and wanted to walk over and open the door, or go to the window to look around and confirm that it was not his hallucination, but his weak body did not obey the call at all.

Jian Hua worked hard for a long time, but instead of any effect, her consciousness began to collapse again, and she was about to fall into a coma.

No way......

With his current situation, it is a question of whether he can wake up again after being unconscious, and the longer it drags on, the closer he will be to death! I finally survived until I was normal, can I die like this?

Water, he wants water.

From the living room to the kitchen, there are only a few steps away, but Jian Hua can't get there.

He stretched out his arm in vain, and this action alone took a minute, Jian Hua's eyes turned black, and he was still staring at the glass pot filled with cold water on the kitchen countertop.

"Bang."

The glass pot suddenly flew into the air and fell heavily to the ground.

The water flowed to the ground, shards splashed everywhere, and Jian Hua's right hand was also punctured, and the pain made him refreshed, and he looked at the glass pot that somehow ran to his eyes.

But he didn't care about it anymore, and hurriedly approached a large curved fragment of the vessel, lowered his head and carefully licked a few mouthfuls of the remaining water on it with the tip of his tongue.

In Jian Hua's senses, the water quickly penetrated and disappeared into the oral esophagus before it entered the stomach. The great joy made him tremble involuntarily, and in that world where time stood still, his throat was still dry and smoky when he drank water, and it had no effect.

He took a deep breath, then looked suspiciously at the debris and then in the direction of the bedroom. There were drinks in Jian Hua's room, but it was farther away from the living room, and now he tried to grasp the feeling just now, and a few seconds later, a bottle of mineral water rolled out all the way.

Jian Hua paused, and the mineral water bottle jumped up on the spot again, standing upright.

After a moment, the invisible force that controlled it began to press the bottle and tighten the lid—

"Smack!" The bottle cap flew up and smashed on the wall clock, and it actually hit a slight crack on the glass clock face, so you can imagine how strong it was.

The mineral water bottle floated up, stayed at Jian Hua's mouth, and tilted out an angle that was convenient for drinking, and Jian Hua drank half a bottle in one breath before coming back to his senses. His mind relaxed, and the mineral water bottle immediately fell to the ground.

“……”

Jian Hua felt that these three days had been used up in the surprise of his life.

Anyway, he came back to life, and he survived until the end of the "nightmare". Jian Hua dragged his weak body to his feet, found a few chocolates and threw them into the water glass, forcing himself to drink the half-melted slimy liquid.

In the mirror, he was haggard and pale, and his eyes were dark and blue.

The clothes on her body are crumpled and covered with water stains, Jian Hua's whole person is very wolf, and she probably doesn't need makeup to play a lovelorn who committed suicide by throwing himself into the river on the set.

Hastily treated the wound on his right hand, recovered his body again, released hot water and took a so-so bath, Jian Hua had the spirit to explore the ability to appear on him unexpectedly.

The spoon of the coffee cup floated and swayed with one of his thoughts.

The glass fragments all over the floor were also "swept" by Jian Hua to a corner of the living room. It looks very much like the telekinesis in European and American films in the last century, floating a cup and bending a spoon or something, saying that it is a superpower, but in fact, it is useless.

As long as it's not a matter of life and death, it's not a hassle to turn around and walk a few steps to get something. For Jian Hua, this superpower might as well make him know the light skills in martial arts novels, at least the latter can make him less guilty when he hangs Weiya.

The sudden return to normal world, and the strange abilities that appeared afterwards, made Jian Hua's tired brain not enough.

The TV is turned on, the dog's blood soap opera, the family ethics drama, the Gong Dou Niangniang drama is flying all over the screen, the evening news has long ended, the time is still the night of the elevator accident in the studio, Jian Hua's jeans pocket has a movie ticket stub, the movie ends at 22:40, the shopping mall is not close to his home, and it takes at least half an hour to drive, but at 23:01, he was already lying in the living room at home, almost starving himself to death.

Jian Hua wanted to go to the studio again to check the situation, but his weak body did not allow it, Jian Hua lay on the bed and did not dare to sleep, and he was afraid that he would fall into that dark and dead world again.

Every time his eyes closed heavily, the next second Jian Hua was forcibly awakened by his own will, struggling with sleepiness.

In the drowsy light, the night faded and the sky shimmered.

Jian Hua was soothed by this morning light, his mind was relieved, and he finally fell asleep and fell asleep until the sun climbed high and the dazzling light shone in the room.

"Knock knock!"

The door was knocked vigorously, and Jian Hua frowned slightly in her sleep.

"Jian Hua! What are you doing, the phone won't answer, the car is parked downstairs, where can people run to? ”

The earth-shattering roar finally woke up the owner of the house, Jian Hua opened his eyes and was stunned for half a minute before remembering what happened yesterday, and the knocking on the door continued, as if it was a hypnotic spirit.

The person who came was Jian Huafa Xiao, Lu Ying.

This small title is self-appointed by Lu Hua, although they have indeed known each other since childhood, but Jian Hua always subconsciously stays away from this guy, because Lu Jian likes to talk to himself, and Jian Hua really doesn't want to pay attention to it.

"Something?" Jian Hua opened the door and asked in a hoarse voice.

"What's wrong with your voice, cold?" Lu Yi was startled, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked vigorously behind Jian Hua, and when he saw that the furniture inside was complete (the glass shards could not be seen in the corner), his eyes showed a disappointment that he couldn't hide.

"I had a bad cold and slept at home for two days." Jian Hua's expression was cold, "Aren't you going abroad?" ”

"I just came back." Lu Wei was from a good background, and when he was not sick, he looked like a noble son, he lowered his voice and asked, "I heard that you offended people and lost your job?" Call you and don't answer ......"

"Nothing? I rested, and I was so sleepy that I couldn't open my eyes after taking the medicine. Jian Hua interrupted him and closed the door neatly.

Lu Meng touched his nose, but he was not annoyed, and turned around and went downstairs.

After taking a closer look at Jian Hua's car parked downstairs, he found that the mobile phone had fallen in the box in the glass window in front of the car, Lu Yi smiled with relief and said to himself: "I said why don't you answer the phone." ”

Lu Yi took out his mobile phone, and the hot topic on Weibo on the interface was "Huanyu Cinema was shocked to see a young man and woman die", clicking on the news showed that the supermarket on the first floor of the mall was stolen, and there were a large number of missing food wrappers and empty drink bottles next to the body, and the night guard of the mall stated that the deceased was found during the patrol at 11 o'clock last night, and it was suspected that he was killed.

"Here we go." Lu Yi turned off his phone in annoyance.