"Hmmm......"

With his hands in his school uniform trouser pockets and a lollipop in his mouth, he looked up at the hazy sky, paused in place and was silent for a long time, then smacked his lips and continued to stride along the deserted road without paying attention.

The road was quiet, empty and desolate, lifeless.

A day ago, he fell asleep in class because he stayed up late reading comic books. When I felt that the originally noisy class had calmed down, as a senior student who had been in the third year of high school for three years, I realized the arrival of the crisis with many years of experience. He shuddered and put down the math book that covered his face, ready to accept the teacher's sanctions. But what greeted him was not a math teacher with a straight face who was ready to teach him a lesson, but silence. From that moment on, he realized that the world seemed to be a little different.

Empty classrooms, empty school buildings, empty schools, empty cities...... Not even a human being, not even a living creature no longer appeared in front of his eyes.

Zhang Yichi knew very well that he should have a longer memory, but he couldn't remember it at all.

"Hey! Where have you all been? He asked at the blue sky. However, the only thing that responds to him is the daily radio drills in the school - the times are calling.

"Chest expansion exercise, get ready, 12345678, 22345678, 22345678......"

Alone, he left school with his bag on his back and returned home. Holding a bucket of instant noodles in his hand, he stood on the balcony, frowning and looking into the distance, as if he was deep in thought.

He's a strange guy who behaves extremely plainly no matter what happens. With a pair of dead fish eyes and the characteristics of doing things slowly, he is always said to be stupid by others. In fact, he knew very well in his own heart that he seemed to be missing something, probably something similar to emotion, and he couldn't say anything specific.

It was also because of this psychology that he would not be touched by anything that he knew that he would not react much after all the human beings disappeared except him. But in his opinion, these are not the point, the point is what to do next.

The following day, he deliberated and decided to follow the direction of the rising sun. Strange things happened again, the sun actually rose in the south and finally set in the north. He looked at the compass in his hand and was stunned, wondering if it was the magnetic field disorder or what caused this series of strange things to happen. However, he did not stop his progress because of the strange direction in which the sun was rising.

After that, he kept his inner beliefs, but he carried a schoolbag with food and began to move towards an unknown destination.

Until today.

"What are you going to do?"

He met someone at an intersection, the first human he had seen other than him for the first time in two days, but he didn't appear excited, still expressionless.

"You're the first person I've ever met." In front of him was a young man who killed Matt in a red gown, black leggings, and a haircut that was not acceptable to his aesthetics.

"Oh." He looked at Kill Matt, who looked a little older than him, and his face was full of excitement and asked, "Are you looking for someone else?" ”

"Nope." Kill Matt shook his head, "I'm looking for you." ”

He carried his schoolbag and looked at the white clouds moving slowly in the sky: "Oh - what are you looking for me." ”

"I want to know what you're doing." Kill Matt kept a smile on his face.

"I'm looking for someone." Zhang Yichi replied.

"You can't find it." Kill Matt seemed to be waiting for him to answer like this, and as soon as he finished speaking, he said impatiently, "I can't find it in this life, there is no one else in this world." ”

Originally, he had been looking around the intersection boredly, but now, he finally looked at the killer Matt: "Aren't you human?" ”

"I'm not." Kill Matt still looked excited, and didn't seem to notice that there was something wrong with his answer, "I'm not human." ”

"And what are you?"

Kill Matt covered his mouth, and his face finally changed with an expression - horror: "I can't say it, I'm cursed, once I say it, I'll be finished!" “

"Finished? How's the end? ”

The look of fear at killing Matt gradually dissipated: "I don't know. “

"You don't know? Who do you listen to to curses? And who said you weren't human? He was curious.

"Hmm...... I don't quite remember, but my benefactor. Killing Matt looked pained, probably because he really couldn't remember what he had been through.

"Okay." He shrugged, "So where are you going?" “

"Follow you, get you out of here." Kill Matt turned and looked at a route behind him, "I just remember that my benefactor asked me for a favor to help someone get out of here." He didn't say who it was, but now that I see you, I think the person must be you. “

Help yourself? He was surprised, and at the same time full of curiosity about the benefactor who killed Matt, but it seemed that Kill Matt had little memory of what had happened before and gave up on asking.

After getting acquainted, Kill Matt took him and started to leave here. According to Matt, the world is divided into countless areas, and he is trapped in this area and cannot get out, and if an alien intruder enters here, if he does not remember the only route to leave, he will eventually be trapped in the boundless area.

Killing Matt really has a poor memory, or he can barely remember anything. The question he asked didn't take long before Kill Matt forgot all about it, so he didn't even know how long he had been here. It's not easy to remember the benefactor's instructions and the route here.

"How long do you have to get out of here?" He asked.

Kill Matt thought for a moment: "As long as you remember the route, it only takes a day to get out of here." “

"What a day...... I don't know how many more of these areas are in the back. He couldn't help but sigh.

"You're going to find someone else, right?" Kill Matt said.

Just as he was about to say how do you know, he found that Kill Matt was holding a magazine in his hand, the cover of which seemed to have been cut off, and a few lines on the second page. He stepped forward to take a closer look, and it turned out that he had killed Matt for fear that he would forget something, and he had made a record on it.

"Yes." He answered.

"Very ambitious ideals." Kill Matt said.

He could hear that Kill Matt was saying this from the bottom of his heart, and his tone was mixed with envy and longing, and he couldn't help but say, "What kind of ideal is this." “

"That's the happiest thing for me." Kill Matt grinned, revealing a row of white teeth, "You won't understand." “

Maybe it was because Kill Matt's smile was contagious, and he felt a little touched.

At noon, Kill Matt took him into a deserted supermarket, waved his hand generously and said, "There is enough food here, just eat it." “