"What are you seeing? There will be classes later, hurry up. ”

Someone urged, get up early and naturally wash up, Chen Chu woke up like a dream.

His thoughts were interrupted, and he suddenly looked behind him in pain, it was Wen Jie, one of his roommates, seeing Chen Chu in a daze at the fog, he couldn't help but remind him and patted him on the back.

Chen Chu was in a trance, wanted to say something to him, opened his mouth, but did not make a sound, he gave up, after all, the picture that suddenly appeared in his mind would seem too bizarre if he said it, this should belong to the "Mandela effect", it is a doctrine that cannot be confirmed now, and saying it rashly will make himself and others feel that he is a psychopath.

He gave up the idea of telling Wen Jie, then nodded, glanced at the vast white mist, and the ripples in his heart gradually subsided.

And maybe it was just a coincidence, he tried to convince himself.

……

On the road, visibility is less than five meters, and all are shrouded in a thick white haze, and some people can even get lost if there are no familiar signs around.

Because this fog is a little weird, even in the past ten years, it has never been so thick, and it appeared very suddenly, and there was no relevant department to make an early warning.

There are some people running on campus, and there will be droplets of water in their hair when they come and go, wet, although it is a little cold, but they feel very fresh, after all, people's curiosity is very heavy.

Some of those who had planned to go out had to stay in the dormitories because the traffic outside was temporarily paralyzed.

And people like Chen Chu who have classes still need to go to the professional classrooms.

By the way, Chen Chu learned to paint.

……

The studio lights are on, this is the school's generator running, and the electricity has not been repaired successfully at this time.

At the moment he was sitting in the studio, painting a plaster portrait of David.

This painting has been painted for two days, but there is still a small half of the progress, and it is expected to be completed this morning, the time is a little rushed, Chen Chu is not nonsense, he plugs in the headphones, and immerses himself in his own world.

Although he is ordinary, he takes things very seriously.

Except for a few chores, he had little entertainment to do in the morning.

In several observations, he revised the deficiencies little by little, and finally the process of revision lasted forty minutes, he kept contrasting, and kept observing the subtle hierarchical space and light and dark changes, until the last stroke fell, and the effect was not bad, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The brush pauses, and a complete, spatially layered and detailed sketch is completed.

He finally stood up, half of his body was already a little tired, and he subconsciously looked to the side, originally wanting to see other people's works, but in his sight, there were many people missing.

At this time, he took off his headphones and heard a burst of exclamations coming from the window.

"Wow! It's so beautiful under the snow. ”

"Let's go build a snowman, I'm going to take a picture of the space."

……

Outside the window, it was white, snowflakes were flying, and all sides were covered with a thick layer, and the snow fell without warning, which was still very novel.

Chen Chu raised his eyes and saw that the window was white, but in fact, the sky and the earth were also snow-white, and the fog was filled, which looked very strange, no wonder it aroused the curiosity of most people.

But when he saw a piece of silver, he was suddenly stunned, his heart suddenly chuckled, a sense of familiarity came up, and a panic filled the air.

It's so strange, it's so much snow, how long has it been? Everything outside was enveloped, and the ground was already four or five centimeters covered with snow.

What's more, such a picture is exactly the same as the scene he saw last night!

I remembered that the fog in the early morning was also the one that appeared in those scenes, and the snowflakes were falling at this time......

Was it an accident? He really didn't know, couldn't be sure.

The temperature had quietly dropped, and some people shrunk their necks, obviously a little cold.

Chen Chu froze in place, for some reason, his back was cold, and his soul trembled for no reason.

It's the fear of what has already happened.

"Is this really the Mandela effect?" He was confused, and in the order in which he saw the pictures at that time, he was confirming step by step.

"Next is the darkness of dead silence? There's creatures crawling in there?"

He didn't dare to think about it because it was ridiculous, in case it happened...... He thinks there may be a big change in this world! He broke out in a cold sweat in an instant.

At this time, even the curiosity of the substitute teacher was aroused, and he sighed about the big snowstorm, and he was moved, spread the paper, and painted, and turned a blind eye to this group of students who were already excited to see the heavy snow, and did not reprimand.

After class, on the way back to the dormitory, they stepped on the snow one step at a time, and the wind did not stop, it was very cold, and their movement was blocked.

Chen Chu was so worried that he subconsciously went to the retail store to buy a lot of food and water, and hoarded other supplies, and rushed to the medical station to buy all the necessities of first aid, which almost cost him his living expenses, and his cabinets, boxes, and beds were all stuffed.

Dou Cheng, Wen Jie and Chang Ziyu, his roommates felt very strange, and it was difficult to understand Chen Chu's series of operations, after asking, Chen Chu frowned and pretended to be relaxed and replied, first stock up on something, after all, the traffic is temporarily paralyzed, and he likes to eat snacks, so that he has something to cushion his stomach when he is hungry at night, he explained.

Everyone thought this reason was a bit strange, but they didn't say much, and then a few people hurried to the canteen to prepare a full meal, and some parts of the canteen used natural gas and gas, so hot meals could still be eaten, but they had to go early, otherwise there would be a long queue.

……

After that, Chen Chu returned to the dormitory and fell asleep, because he didn't dare to imagine those pictures, he didn't even want to remember, and wanted to bury all the memories about it, but the more this happened, the more counterproductive.

He closed his eyes and tried to sleep in the dark, but the pictures of fog and blizzard he saw today were like floods, and his thoughts suddenly became confused, and he couldn't stop thinking, and countless thoughts came to his mind, the end of the world? Or is it all my imagination? Or the high-frequency Mandela effect?

Then this kind of thought in his mind was like a tiny needle, and when the number exceeded Chen Chu's bearing node at this time, it suddenly exploded, and hit his brain over and over again.

In the end, he is afraid, afraid of the end of the world, afraid of uncontrollable changes in manpower.

What's wrong with you? The devil was stunned or depressed.

He suspected that he had a mental problem, was this the sequelae of the electrocution?

……

His phone rang suddenly, and it turned out to be a set alarm clock.

A glimmer suddenly lit up on the pitch-black screen, and he fumbled his way to it, which was displayed.

Twenty-third, Friday, heavy snowfall.

Time: 13:30.