Keep following you, and you'll notice me! This is the only hope for the wind.

Xiao Junyan pulled the windbreaker on his body, because the wind was stronger than before. The wind didn't want him to go there because it was dangerous; The wind wants him back.

Wind wanted to stop him, like a girl who had been announced to have broken up through her own fault, and wanted to grab the boy's back hand in panic.

The wind ruffled the hair on his forehead, and he just pulled his hood tight to ward off the wind.

He walked into the alley, and although the houses on both sides were dilapidated, they still kept him out of the wind. Because that friend needed him, he had to go right away.

But the wind was still pouring relentlessly, and it emitted a foul smell along the cement passage underground. The wind didn't want Xiao Junyan to go up.

The wind wants him back.

Strangely, no one noticed the wind. Xiao Junyan walked very hard, probably because of the wind. He simply put his hand in his pocket and tightened the hat a little tighter: otherwise she would have fallen to her death before she could get there.

There are not many people, only two - a boy named Xiao Junyan; and Li Yiquan who followed behind.

Perhaps the wind should also be counted.

But not far away, he clearly saw an old grandmother, and it was a sense of déjà vu.

The old man was very kind, and he still held something in his hand when he had lost his moisture; The wrinkled face was smiling at him, and the wrinkles on the old man's face were clumsilyly bent, squeezing the two small dark eyes into a slit.

For some reason, he hadn't noticed that someone had been following him the moment he walked out—it was a sense of imperceptible fear, and though the voice in his heart had asked him to turn back countless times, he wouldn't do that anyway.

It's completely different from what he looked like when he was studying at school; If the instructor who taught him to distinguish and follow back then was still there, he would definitely be angry to death.

Oh yes, he remembered!

The last time he traveled in high winds was four years ago on his way to the training base. It was winter, and there was no snow; Only a cold wind as sharp as a knife, mixed with dust raised from the ground, swept through the city.

For Xiao Junyan, who has hardly left home, it is not easy to enter an unfamiliar place for the first time; He thought about sleeping in the broken chair in the ticket hall for a while, and then doing other things when the wind calmed down.

The cold wind hit the open train station, and Xiao Junyan, who was sitting on a plastic chair, had to curl up and tremble, and take advantage of the human wall built in front of the ticket window to escape the biting cold.

Unknowingly, Xiao Junyan fell asleep on the chair. It was already night when I woke up again.

There are no more human walls in front of you, and people don't seem to want to take the train at such times. Xiao Junyan just felt a heavy pain in his head, as if he had been pierced into his temple by a needle, and as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer.

He was sick, on his first night in this strange city.

The cart of the food stall was pushed in front of him, Xiao Junyan forcibly opened his sour eyes, looking at the steaming light soy milk, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva:

He has no money, and naturally he is not qualified to drink a sip of soy milk. Xiao Junyan turned his head and moved to the chair next to him. But the owner of the food stall pushed her car and stopped beside Xiao Junyan again.

"I ......" Xiao Junyan's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he was about to vaguely explain that he had no money, but the owner of the food stall had already scooped up a spoonful of hot soy milk and put it into a plastic cup: "You are so young, do you just come out alone?" The owner of the food stall handed Xiao Junyan a cup full of hot soy milk:

"Man, there will always be a period or a few times when things don't go well; Come, drink soy milk to warm up, no money! Xiao Junyan didn't have time to say thank you, so he gulped it down; The owner of the food stall is a woman in her seventies who has been selling these soy milk buns at the train station for more than a decade.

The wind stung Xiao Junyan's eyes, and he wanted to cry again.

You can see the house in front of you faintly, and it is a tall old house. The lower part of the house was wriggling, like a snake, and like a man's thick neck, which made people more and more disgusting.

Han Yue looked at the almost collapsed floor below, and reached out to hug the handrail of the stairs in front of him; She didn't know if that was the only lifesaver.

At least, there is hope; There is still time, and she can wait; Someone will come to her rescue - it's just that it's very windy today, and he must have been delayed on his way.

Han Yue smiled softly, she saw a few years ago, and saw the blue sky under it, she was strolling, embracing the world with open hands. As Han Yue's body gradually fell, she lost consciousness. swaying and whirring; She was still dreaming. But there was another character in the dream, and the man hugged her with a warm hand from behind. She smiled heartily and enjoyed the warmth of her embrace.

Just when she almost fell, the slight force of those hands allowed her to stand firmly; She still didn't know where she was.

"Who is she?" The person behind him said dissatisfiedly. "I don't know, it's someone who almost committed suicide by taking medicine anyway." "No way." Li Yiquan muttered softly. Xiao Junyan looked up at Li Yiquan, put down Han Yue and stood up.

"You shouldn't think otherwise. People in the overlapping era have no friends to speak of, at least in the scene I saw when I walked out of the hotel. Everyone is like a frozen corpse, or even a corpse, not as good as a corpse. ”

Han Yue's dream was about to wake up, and the hands behind him disappeared. Her dreams gradually returned to reality, gray skies, crumbling tall buildings, dirty ground, and a suicidal father...... "No, I'm going back!" I'm going back! Xiao Junyan squatted down again and hugged her into his arms.

"Hmm..."Han Yue opened his eyes slightly. She woke up. "It's best to wake up." Wake up, so what's next? Home, I still have to go back!

Su Chenchen wanted to save himself.

She walked into the ticking world, and she didn't know what to do next. The overlap of time means that space and power will also change dramatically.

A few days ago, it was she who discovered the anomaly in the notepad. The notepad is the notepad on which she writes all her time arrangements.

Just a few days ago, she noticed that the handwriting on the notepad was blurry, like a child deliberately splashing water on it, causing the ink to fade.

Then, the blurred handwriting was reassembled, and it was all formed automatically, without the intervention of anyone. The reassembled handwriting overlapped and overlapped, forming an incomprehensible ghost drawing.

At that time, she guessed that the normal order of time had been manipulated, and that this man's power was unusually strong; She imagined it.

The man sat in the control room, editing his own game of time order to his heart's content, while the others, including her, were toyed with like dolls and degenerated.

No one knows exactly what the end of this game will be or what will happen in the next level. There are no rules for the game, and people won't know the rules: the only interpretation is in the hands of the writer.

She was very annoyed, why was she powerless to see the chaotic order of time?

Back in the days when other children were in preschool, Grandma had to tell her that her father had gone far, far away and would probably not return. Later, there were a few times when she remembered that she occasionally saw a short, stocky middle-aged man come to the house a few times; The Humpty Dumpty Man would occasionally buy her something to eat, but she had no way of knowing if it was her father.

In addition, Su Chenchen had heard his mother arguing loudly with others on the phone many times, and usually after that, the short and fat man would come home for a long time.

Until one time, a letter came from home saying that the short and fat man had died, and he had died in the control room while on night duty; Su Chenchen only remembered that her mother cried for several days, and then she begged her mother not to leave, but her mother still removed her hand and left the house with the box.

After going to middle school, Su Chenchen rarely went home; In the eyes of several "eldest sisters" in the class, in addition to being obviously unsociable, Su Chenchen is more of a "non-convincing" and a random target of teasing.

To this day, Su Chenchen can't forget how she was deceived into the red light district by those girls who spoke loudly, and was dragged into the guest house by the bearded man.

Since then, Su Chenchen's life has been completely destroyed: she was dissuaded from school, her grandmother was ashamed, and she died soon after.

The strange thing is that Su Chenchen didn't even have the slightest idea of wanting to take revenge on those girls; Just sitting at the door in a daze, looking at the scenery that has been seen 10,000 times, gritting his teeth and wanting to make time pass faster, faster.

Until she was surprised to find that she had thought about it in advance: the first day she circled the 15th on the calendar, and the next day she heard people talking about things like "the month is almost over in the blink of an eye". She ran out and asked people what it was today, and everyone thought she was insane.

After learning that it was the 20th, Su Chenchen took out a notepad and wrote down the incident.

Su Chenchen took out his notepad and looked at the messy handwriting on it. She wanted to erase the handwriting, let time stand still, and then rearrange it: that was the best way to do it.

Su Chenchen took out the time chalk clipped to the notebook and hurriedly scribbled the words on the notepad. Surprisingly, the messy handwriting on it faded. It seems that this method is effective. But when she turned to the second page, she realized what was going on—the watered-down handwriting on the first page overlapped with the original handwriting on the second page. If you continue to do this, page after page overlaps. The last page will be densely covered with unintelligible handwriting, and then the handwriting will return to the original point.

Su Chenchen angrily threw the time chalk to the ground, and in an instant, the chalk was folded into two pieces. "Since you can't rewrite it, let time stand still forever!" Su Chenchen frantically tore the notepad until the last page was torn to shreds.

She smirked in relief, walked out of this ticking world, and was full of joy to welcome the world that had been permanently asleep due to the stagnation of time.

"Hey, Master!" Su Chenchen turned around - there was no one. But I was obviously photographed by someone, so it is impossible to make a mistake. Su Chenchen returned to his own world suspiciously, looking at the notepad that had been torn up by himself just now.

The pendulum clock on the wall was still ticking.

On the dial of the clock, what is vaguely visible is like a pair of eyes. Those eyes are really like my own eyes! What's going on here? The person inside the clock walked out, and her appearance was like putting a mirror in front of Su Chenchen: because the two of them were exactly the same.

"I'm sorry! But it can't be helped. "You! What are you talking about? "It's overlapping order." "I know." "Alright, then that's easy. You made the big mistake of shredding your notepad. "Why?" "It's stupid." The other sneered.

"The notepad you tore off, the days you spent. And now that time overlaps, the past and the present overlap. Those hours are yours alone. Now, you tear off the notepad, which is equivalent to you tearing up your time, you tearing up your past, your present, and even your future. In that case, you shouldn't exist. ”

The other self disappeared, leaving Su Chenchen confused in place. But this is nonsense! It's just a reason to die!

Su Chenchen reacted suddenly, looked at the strange house behind him, and ran towards the door. The moment she was about to step out, it collapsed.