When Xiao Mo arrived, the sky outside had already shown the afterglow of layers of sun, and the air was like a piece of rice paper, on which a bottle of paint was accidentally knocked over, rippling orange light and shadow, from west to east, gradually spreading out, until the end of the invisible edge.

He stood at the mouth of this huge pit, looking down, only his eyes were full of fiery red and pitch-black spots, and there were small clusters of flames in some corners, swaying upward, with the continuous surging heat, as if he was reminiscing about the grand occasion that had just passed.

He looked up, as if the sky above him was a little brighter than anywhere else, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, Xiaomo jumped down. And when he actually stepped on these red and black ruins, he found that he was not as hot as standing at the mouth of the pit, but his back still began to ooze fine sweat, and he walked a few steps without direction, and saw a narrow road that zigzagged into the depths.

He didn't dream, he always fell asleep as soon as his head stuck to the pillow, until that day, he found that the clock at home had stopped at 6:23 p.m., he stared at the clock for a long time, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to put the leftover porridge in the pot to heat it, but he forgot whether it was today or yesterday, or was it a long time ago?

At this time, Xiaomo opened her eyes. It was dim in front of me, and it seemed that a little yellow was peeking through the heavy curtains.

He sat up, looked at the clock, it was still 6:23, he got out of bed and walked to the window, and opened the curtains, the sunset was about to set on the horizon, and the sea in front of him was all dyed orange.

When did you fall asleep? Can't remember, is the kitchen really hot porridge? Xiao Mo opened the bedroom door and came to the kitchen, it was also dim inside, and he couldn't see clearly, he stretched out his hand and pressed the switch on the wall, and there was a "pop".

He opened his eyes again, dim vision, a little yellow light, and the time was still 6:23.

This time he rushed straight to the kitchen, turned on the light, and found nothing on the stove. Are you still dreaming? His heart was beating so fast that it seemed as if his heart had shifted its position and was in his ears, and he walked back to the bedroom, where he saw that the hour hand pointed to 6, the minute hand pointed to 23, and the second hand moved one block at a time.

Xiao Mo just stood there, watching the second hand "click" around and around, the time still did not change, he opened the curtains, the sea was plated with a layer of orange light, the breeze blew, and the waves slowly swept the light.

At the end of the road was a small circular clearing, surrounded by ruins redder than all the places he had just walked, turning from orange to bright red.

And he was already sweating profusely, taking off his sweatshirt and holding it in his hand, his short sleeves and jeans were glued to his body, and his hair was gathered together one by one, constantly dripping with sweat.

Xiao Mo shuffled around the ruined walls, but found no other exits, and the bright reds tended to become brighter, flashing one after another, as if countless people were breathing lightly.

He was sweating more and more, he could even hear them dripping on the ground, and his eyes were sweating, and he couldn't open them. Some of them also flowed into his ears, I don't know if it entered his brain, causing his consciousness to begin to be a little chaotic, in the chaos he heard the "click" of the second hand, but the speed gradually increased, and then he subconsciously took a step back, his arm touched the wall, the tingling sensation came, and he screamed.

The "click" sound stopped abruptly, and he finally exhaled in one breath, and then gasped for air quickly and heavily, as he slowly opened his eyes.

In front of him was the fiery ruins, and he was standing at the mouth of the pit.

Suddenly, he was jerked aside by a force.

"You're crazy, you?"

The person who spoke was a girl, and she looked at Xiao Mo with an angry expression.

"You just wanted to jump in?"

Xiaomo looked at the girl's open and closed mouth, and looked around again, there were many police cars, policemen and reporters, until this moment, the surrounding sounds, like water opening a sluice, rushed into his ears, and gradually became clear, and it was not until this moment that he realized that he had not heard any other sounds except for the "click" sound just now.

"I'm asking if you're crazy?"

Seeing that he hadn't reacted, the girl grabbed his shoulders and shook him loudly, "What are you thinking?" ”

He looked back at the huge pit and said, "What's going on?" ”

"I don't know what I smashed." The girl saw that he came back to her senses, and finally let go of him, and pointed to the people in suits in the distance, "All are out, and the report is being blocked." ”

He repeated it several times, all the time in the bedroom, in the dimly lit room, at 6:23, and each time he reopened his eyes when he was about to make a phone call or go out of the house, as if he was determined to trap him here, in a dream.

Xiao Mo sat on the sofa in the living room, after the initial panic, he was now gradually calming down. When did you fall asleep? I don't remember, what do you remember? It seems like you're going to a place, remember who? He tried to remember for a long time, but he couldn't remember anyone, did he remember who he was? When he thought of this, he was suddenly stunned, then covered his face with his hands, and it, what is his name?

After digesting the facts that he couldn't even remember, he decided to struggle a little more, and he must meet a second person other than himself, otherwise he would hang himself even if time did not pass.

But he fell into deep thought again, not to mention that once he wants to contact the outside world, he will come again, even if he does, then all this may still be a dream, the dream is illusory, will the information he got be true? And how can we return to the real world? Do you really want to spend it here? It would be better to die.

Wait, if you die in a dream, will you return to reality?

After a while, he looked at his movements and thought it was a little funny, he was holding the knife in his left hand, and he put his wrist under the knife with his right fist in a fist.

Damn it? …… Come on!

It's a knife...... Let's go!

It's really here...... Come on!

One, two......

"Ahh

"Knock knock!" The knock on the door suddenly made Xiao Mo startled, and he screamed, and the knife slashed down his wrist and fell to the ground, and the skin immediately turned red.

Knock? Someone?

Xiaomo turned around, and in the next second, she opened her eyes on the bed again! Except for the sound of the clock, there was no other sound around, and sure enough, it was still a dream.

"Knock knock!" Suddenly, there was another knock on the door. He propped himself up, the sound outside the door did not stop, and other people's voices appeared, "Zhou Zimo!" ”

It's true!

He got out of bed cautiously, and then slowly walked to the door, keeping an eye on his movements, afraid that if one of them didn't do it right, he would open his eyes again.

"Xiaomo, are you there?"

He held his breath, clasped the doorknob with his right hand, twisted slightly, and the door opened.

"You didn't look at your phone? Can you still sleep? ”

He didn't listen to what the other party was saying at all, but directly touched the face of the person at the door, and then turned into pinching, and then into rubbing with both hands, but it didn't change, and he didn't go back to bed.

"What the are you doing?"

"What time is it?"

"Take your hand off for me."

"What time is it?"

The visitor rolled his eyes, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and said, "It's 3:15, hurry up, it's too late!" ”

The time actually became 3:15, so it's not a dream now?

"What a daze, we haven't arrived at the scene yet, you hurry up!"

"What scene?"

"The Giant Pit!"

He sat on the floor and rubbed his temples, finally piecing together the memories. His name is Zhou Zimo, he is a reporter for the TV station, and he was called out of his home by a colleague at 3:15 p.m. and arrived here.

At 3 o'clock, a circular pit suddenly appeared in the wasteland on the outskirts of the city, inside was a fiery ruin, constantly bubbling outward, the fire had been extinguished for more than 2 hours, and the inside was still unchanged, maintaining the appearance that the fire was about to end. At present, all provincial and municipal leaders are present and are considering countermeasures.

Did he just jump into the pit be of his own imagination? And those trapped dreams are also what he imagined? He just overslept and had a dream until he was woken up by a colleague? He patted his head with his hand, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the wound on his right wrist, which had been cut when the knife fell to the ground just now, and after the stroke, he went back to the bed before he heard the knock on the door again, so he was indeed trapped in a dream.

And now?

He stood up, walked over to the girl, and said, "What time is it?" ”

The girl glared at him and said, "I said, big brother, what's wrong with you today, why do you keep asking what time it is?" She glanced at her phone, "6:20, you see, the sun is about to set, I guess we have to stay up late today." ”

He looked back and saw that only half of the sunset was hanging in the sky, but the color was still bright, and the surrounding area was orange and yellow illuminated by it.

The last time I woke up was 3:15, it's 6:20 now, and it's no longer 6:23, so does that prove that it's really reality? He walked again towards the mouth of the pit, which was already surrounded by a police cordon, and there were many people standing on the side.

"Yang Bo, what do you think?"

"It's hard to say, it's never been like this."

"Did you contact the Wu Bureau?"

"I'm connected, I'm sending someone over there."

He stood outside the cordon and looked inside, the fiery ruins were smoking, and the heat wave was going up one after another, and he remembered the moment when he stood here and looked at the sky, and he felt very real.

At that moment, a voice stopped him.

"Want to go down?"

His heart jumped, and he immediately looked around, but he didn't see anyone talking, everyone was busy doing their own thing.

"Go down and have a look?"

"Who are you?"

"Zhou Zimo."

"I'm Zhou Zimo."

"I'm also Zhou Zimo."

He felt that he had hit a ghost, patted his ears with both hands, and wanted to turn around and walk back, but his feet did not obey and still walked towards the mouth of the pit.

"Don't, it's all in a dream anyway, it won't die, jump."

"Fart, I'm not in a dream anymore." He yelled.

"You're here. You see you yelling so loudly, does anyone pay attention to you? ”

He looked around, and sure enough, everyone seemed to be unable to hear him or even see him, and no one was looking at him at all.

There was a sudden tap on his left shoulder, and he jerked his head back, then froze.

"I told you, I'm Zhou Zimo."

The person who looked exactly like him smiled at him and said, "I didn't lie to you, did I?" ”

"You..."

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak, all this is still a dream?

"Zhou Zimo" glanced at his phone and said, "It's 6:22, you will wake up again soon, this time, you will wake up forever." ”

"You... What do you mean? ”

"That's it, literally."

"Zhou Zimo", looked up at the sky, smiled, and then lowered his head to him: "Go down." Oh yes. He took a brooch out of his pocket, "I'll give it to you." ”

He took the brooch, which was a cross.

"Bye-bye." Zhou Zimo raised his hand, "There will be a period later." ”

He watched as "Zhou Zimo's" hand landed on him, and then his body flew out, stopped in the sky above the giant crater for 0.01 seconds, and then fell.

It's over, he thought to himself.

"Wake up, wake up!"

"The latest report! Reporter Zhou Zimo, who touched the hearts of people across the country, finally recovered his vital signs in the early hours of this morning and woke up at 6:23 p.m.! ”

"Reporter Zhou Zimo, who rescued the hostages from the gangsters, woke up at 6:23 pm today in the provincial hospital! Good people are rewarded! ”

"Family members and citizens gathered in the provincial hospital to visit the people's hero - Zhou Zimo!"

Zhou Zimo, a reporter from the provincial TV station, rescued a 10-year-old girl who was kidnapped by gangsters in a vicious criminal case on Central Street yesterday morning, but he was cut into the throat with a knife and almost died. After 20 hours of rescue, the miracle of life was shown, and sure enough, the hero will not fall easily! Our thanksgiving, he can finally hear with his own ears..."

“… At the same time, I hope that the people who go to the hospital will maintain order and not disturb the patients too much..."

He slowed down for a long time and received a lot of information, and it was only at noon on the third day that he finally believed that his current self, lying on the hospital bed, was reality. His home is not on the beach, he will not see the sea at sunset, and so far, there has not been any huge pit, he just saved a little girl in an emergency report, and he remembers that that morning, he ate two fritters.

After a while, the flowers and gifts in the ward could no longer be put down, and his mother was ready to pack up all the things.

"Huh, yours?" Her mom picked up something from the ground and handed it to him.

He glanced at it, then put down his phone, took the thing, looked at it for a long time, then sighed, closed his eyes, and wanted to take a nap.

One afternoon half a year later, a huge crater suddenly appeared on the outskirts of the city, and the pit looked like it had just been burned, and the ruins were scarlet, constantly steaming outward.