Zhang Heng paddled the door panel and swam in the opposite direction of the tsunami.

Along the way, he saw a lot of tragic scenes, including floating corpses, mothers who lost their children, and children who lost their mothers, sitting on the roof, as if they had lost all their souls, and some people holding the bodies of their companions and whimpering in a low voice, or no one could find anyone to ask for help, in addition to some forward-looking and crisis-oriented survivors looking down in the water for food or looking around for drinking water.

Zhang Heng was unmoved, and continued to move towards the target location, anyway, this is just something that happened in a dream, and he won't change anything if he intervenes or not.

In the end, he came to a five-star hotel, the reception hall of the hotel was already submerged, and the waiter at the front desk could no longer register the guests who wanted to stay in the hotel.

The people inside were nowhere to be found, but the suitcase was still thrown next to the bed, Zhang Heng saw the free mineral water on the table, first picked it up and drank half a bottle, then took off his soaked clothes and shoes, dried his hair and changed into a hotel bathrobe and slippers.

Zhang Heng didn't know what the situation was on Shen Xixi's side, but at present, it was likely that they would all disperse after entering the dream realm.

Of course, Shen Xixi's team entered a little earlier than him, and I don't know if they found Han Lu.

In this situation, it is difficult for Zhang Heng to take any effective action, he stood in front of the window of the hotel, looking at the ocean below.

The only good news was that there were no more tsunamis until the evening, but on the other hand, the water level in the city showed no signs of dropping.

Zhang Heng glanced at the starfish in his hand, 12 hours had passed since he left Han Lu's residence, this was obviously not a normal time, because the death time of people who were hit by the [Death Dream] was long and short, but the longest was not more than three hours.

Just when Zhang Heng didn't know what else he could do next, the strange cloud covering the entire city above his head quietly dispersed, and then the sleepiness in Zhang Heng's brain hit again.

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This time Zhang Heng opened his eyes and found that he was standing outside a watch shop, the starfish's time was about two and a half hours earlier than when he first entered the dream realm, and the sky was just dawning.

The city has completely returned to normal, there is no sign of a tsunami, and the owner of the breakfast stall on the roadside has begun to get busy, but Zhang Heng still noticed something different.

That is, the shops on the street generally look old, like a product of the seventies and eighties, take the watch shop next to him as an example, there are no bells and whistles neon, the simple black plaque is printed with the four big characters of repairing clocks, and there is a piece of yellow paper pasted on the glass window, on which are written in red letters Shanghai, Dongfeng, Beijing...... Zhang Heng guessed that this should be the brand of the watch, but now it is almost impossible to see it on the market.

He walked out of the alley, and the bad traffic from the third ring road to the fourth ring road in later generations, there are very few vehicles on the road, the vast majority of people are pedaling bicycles, occasionally there are old-fashioned iron buses driving by, there are even leisurely donkey carts next to it, traffic policemen wearing white shirts and black pants with armed belts around their waists standing at the intersection directing traffic, and a banner is pulled on a small square not far behind him - long live the friendship between the Chinese and French peoples!

A green military truck drove past Zhang Heng, carrying a car full of young people, they were holding the beam above with one hand, the straw hat with the other, and singing songs in their mouths, everyone's faces were full of hope for the future, and there was no dejected appearance of young people in later generations who were forced to raise their heads by mortgages and 996.

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This is...... About childhood dreams?

Zhang Heng calculated, Han Lu should still be studying at this time, but he didn't know whether he was in junior high school or elementary school.

It is quite interesting to go back to the seventies and eighties and see the history of this place with your own eyes, but it is not so friendly to Zhang Heng and others who want to find Han Lu.

After all, Zhang Heng and Han Lu have not been in contact for so long, and their understanding of the latter is also limited.

Now that the dream has changed to Han Lu's childhood, Zhang Heng's eyes are even darker.

At this time, he was not born yet, and most of his knowledge of this era came from books and movies, as for where Han Lu lived at this time, how many people were in the family, and which school he was studying in, he was even more unclear.

But then there seemed to be some thoughts flashing through Zhang Heng's head, and Zhang Heng realized that he seemed to have grasped some important clues, but when he tried to think about it, he couldn't remember it again.

Zhang Heng stood on the side of the road for a while, and could only continue to try his luck.

He waited for the light to turn green, and walked to the square opposite, where there were three young people, two men and one woman, rehearsing the dance, the girl was wearing a long-sleeved military uniform, and the two boys behind her were one wearing a tunic and the other wearing a suit.

The reason why Zhang Heng noticed the three of them was also because of the girls among them.

She looked so dazzling in the crowd, as if she was radiating some kind of light.

Zhang Heng tried to substitute himself into Han Lu's perspective, like the obscene taxi driver before, Han Lu obviously invested a lot of emotions in this dancing girl, and it could be seen that she was very envious of this girl who could dance wantonly at that time, and because of this, she became so radiant in Han Lu's memory.

However, this is useless information for Zhang Heng, because Han Lu is in the perspective of a bystander, silently envying this girl in the crowd, but there is no communication with the other party, so Zhang Heng can't get any information related to Han Lu from the mouth of the dancing girl.

Zhang Heng quickly looked away, looking for the next target, his eyes fell on another woman who was watching the dance not far away, she was also the second most conspicuous person in this square, of course, what was more eye-catching was the toad mirror on her face, which kept the trademark on the frame as a sign of imported goods, and it was impossible not to be noticed.

Then Zhang Heng saw the popsicle car not far away, an old man with a white hat and a white apron was selling, five cents a piece.

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Zhang Heng was a little speechless, is this square a collection of Han Lu's envy, he can already feel that Han Lu's age at this time should not be too big.

That's when someone patted him on the back.

Zhang Heng turned around and saw a face full of surprise, it was the girl named Rabbit in Shen Xixi's team, who looked like he had seen a savior, "Mom, I finally met someone I know, great, do you know where this ghost place is?" ”