Izuki's uncontrollably divergent mind tries to sort out what the situation is, hoping to ease her fears in her cranky thoughts.

She just fell asleep during class, and all the mess she had encountered before was just a nightmare.

- She lives on campus and goes home once a week, but it's Friday now, and she can go home after the first class on Saturday afternoon, and now she can call her dad and tell her dad that she wants to eat the braised fish he made. And on a cloudy day, after school, her father would drive the car and wait on the side of the school road, waiting for her to get in the car, and then the father and daughter would go to the vegetable market together to buy ingredients for the evening, how much to look forward to......

- It doesn't matter if you don't have fish, just buy something......

It didn't work!!

It was useless to think about anything else—the coldness was solid, like a poisonous snake climbing onto her heart, tightening and loosening from time to time, causing spasms.

The air in the quilt became less and less, and the temperature became higher and higher, until she couldn't help but lift the quilt when she couldn't hold it anymore, and a card was brought up and landed on her face.

The surroundings are quiet and there are no people.

She sat up against the wall with the quilt in her arms, feeling the temperature of the quilt to gain a partial sense of security, and the card hung low to the quilt with her movements, and the card was hung around her neck by a wide blue rope, like a bus card hanging around the neck of a schoolchild.

Yi Yue stared at the card for a long time, and then slowly reached out and picked up the card and took it to see in front of her, it was a similar size as a work card protective cover, a thin and thick transvaginal display, the interface was extremely simple, there was no dial pad, only a blue background and white words App stayed alone on it, she couldn't make a call through this high-end mobile phone.

After poking her finger open the L word app, she goes to a page full of characters she doesn't recognize, full of unfamiliar eyes, no matter how she pokes, she will only continue to the next page full of unfamiliar characters.

Yi Yue threw down the card irritably, shrunk into the quilt, put her face on the quilt that left a little residual warmth, and turned her eyes to look around.

How she wished she could open her eyes again to the familiar classroom.

But the blackboard, the classmates, and the seats built with books no longer existed.

How she wished it was just a dream.

But everything around her clearly and truly told her that this was the reality.

Yi Yue looked around, a small room, estimated to be only five or six square meters, the ceiling and floor were foggy plastic, a bed, a washstand, and a pit covered by a plastic plate with a squatting toilet pattern.

It is surrounded by transparent glass, and only the corners are held in place by a black-gray frame.

Through the glass, a shadow could be seen reflected inside—a two- or three-year-old black-haired girl with tears on her face, and a blue-gray long-sleeved top with small dark wet marks.

Yi Yue blinked, and the reflection blinked; Izuki tilted her head, and her reflection tilted her head.

What she has been subconsciously rejecting is so undeniable in front of her eyes - oh, she has changed from a seventeen-year-old girl in the flower season to a child who is still breastfeeding.

The fists were clenched, and there was a clear pain transmitted to the brain, which was yin and said that it was really not a dream.

There is a familiar word that can explain her current situation in a concise and frightening way - crossing.

The small space was so silent that Izuki could clearly hear the dull clicking sound of tears falling on the fabric.

Looking out through the glass with stunned eyes, the square small rooms with shade on all sides are like Xiaoice blocks, neatly arranged into a single row of small buildings of twelve by six, twelve long and six high.

A bed, a washstand, and a pit, each unit is this layout, simple and concise display of minimalism.

She could see the small building opposite the small building opposite through the small building opposite, and she could see many of these small buildings arranged in a patchwork manner, but there was no one in each small unit of each small building.

Because there are no living creatures, she has a wonderful illusion in a small space, as if she is alone in the vast desert.

She could even roughly tell that the small unit she was in was on a very low floor, the most marginal one, with an empty partition visible through the glass on the left, another building far away, and small units juxtaposed on the right.

She turned her head to the right, subconsciously counting, 1, 2, 3 ......, and in addition to where she was, there were eleven small rooms.

She had come ashore from the boundless sea, but not on the land where she had been. The cold poisonous snake wrapped around the heart, strangely spitting out the letter and grinning the black slit with arcs, with a human mockery suddenly dissipated, as if to say - it is useless for you to deceive yourself.

Yi Yue shrank in the quilt, her body cold, and gradually dispelled the temperature remaining in the quilt. She stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears, but she couldn't wipe them away.

She remembered that one day when she was a child, she woke up from a nap, it was raining heavily, thunder roared, lightning streaked across the sky from time to time, it was daytime, but under the cover of dark clouds, the sky flickered, and the raindrops the size of beans kept smashing and crackling on the glass. Before going to bed, her mother was still there, but when she woke up, she couldn't find anyone, and she was afraid to keep calling her mother's phone, but she couldn't get through.

So she dialed her father's phone, and soon connected, and her father comforted her that she would go home soon, she hung up the phone or was afraid, so she called again and again with tears, and her father answered the phone again and again to comfort her.

At the age of seventeen, she and the seven-year-old she had a general sense of helplessness, and she had no growth at all in ten years.

Yi Yue's hand kept trembling and clutching the card, Yin Yin had nothing but that one app, she still poked, dotted, and scratched again and again, trying in vain to find the place to dial. A teardrop falls on the card, and the image twists and turns, but no tiny LCD tube is magnified by the teardrop.

On that rainy day, Dad didn't come home anytime soon. The mother who went home first was afraid of the rain so she went out early to buy vegetables, but she didn't expect to be stopped outside by the rain, and when the rain was light, she went home and missed the time when the child woke up and was scared.

And the rain was light, there was no thunder, the dark clouds dispersed, the sun was scattered, the occasional lightning was no longer as breathtaking as before, and then the light refracted in the humid air, it was the first time in her short life to see two colorful bridges, the novel neon teased her to stop her tears and laughed, when she heard the sound of the door opening, she turned her head, and saw her mother come home with a body of heat.

I don't know how many times I poked the only high-tech product on my body, but there was still no familiar dial appear, Yiyue put down the card in frustration, gave up the futile struggle, and began to be in a daze with her legs across the quilt.

Crossing...... Scold......