A parts processing plant. One-story bungalow, three rows of finished glyphs. The rest is a clearing and a perimeter wall with vines and plants. A few pieces of waste paper lay on the ground, covered with footprints.

The two-metre-high barbed wire gate on the fence was locked and tight. The heavy, large padlocks were painted dark green, and the interlocking holes were not spared. Luo Sheng took a closer look, there was rust under the peeling paint, and then looked at the state of the keyhole, this lock had not been opened for at least ten years.

What was supposed to be an apartment building is now a parts processing factory that no one has been in for a decade. And the usable area is very harmonious with the surrounding buildings, not too big and not too small. It feels like it was born like this. Even the thick vines and plants that took care of the façade of the small shop next to it, growing just right, only clustered on the wall next to the door, and then climbed the side wall to the third floor above, covering them like waves of dark green, layer upon layer, and ten years of dust accumulated on it. At a glance, it is clear that these plants do not grow in these days.

Luo Sheng looked around, left and right, and came to the conclusion that nothing had changed except for the apartment building.

Luo Sheng pinched himself, at the position of the wound on his right arm, very hard, and the pain made his back spine break out in cold sweat before he stopped-not a dream, it hurt, it was very real. But what is in front of you cannot be explained.

He rushed into a small shop next to the factory, selling groceries and pickles. The owner, he knew, was a widowed woman in her forties who had no children.

Luo Sheng entered the door and asked, "Sister Chen, next to you...... What's going on? He couldn't find a suitable word to describe it, although he wanted to ask directly, "What the hell has been next to you for the past four days?" But considering that the other party is not a mad scientist, Luo Sheng's wording is more subtle.

"What's going on?" The woman looked surprised.

"Next to ...... The factory—" Rason began to realize that his problem was a bit stupid.

"Factory? You say next to the factory? The woman symbolically craned her neck from the counter and looked, "It's been going out of business, it's been like this for years." ”

After speaking, he didn't look at Luo Sheng, as if he didn't know him, he just looked down and touched something, Luo Sheng looked down, and through the glass counter, he saw that there was a child squatting inside, writing and drawing on a smaller low table.

"Do your homework well, and your dad will be back in a while." The woman looked up at Luo Sheng again, "I'm sorry, do you want to buy something?" ”

Before the change, Sister Chen would say, "Xiao Luo, have you come down to buy instant noodles again?" ”

Looking at it now, this woman has never seen him since she was born.

"Is this your child?" Luo Sheng looked at the child under the counter, his expression was shocked, he saw a chill in someone else's child for the first time. Sister Chen doesn't have children, what did she just say-"Your dad will be back in a while." "Sister Chen has killed her husband. Will there be a woman who gets married and has children within four or five days? (Adoption must be ruled out, and Luo Sheng will tell you that the extremely god-like appearance of mother and son is as if the DNA helix strand is written directly on the face.) ）

The woman smiled: "Yes, it's playful all day long, and it's hard to teach." ”

Luo Shengmu nodded and did not speak again. He thought that the boss didn't know him when he went to the convenience store just now, but he knew the boss, the man he had drunk beer with in the past and asked him how much he earned a month.

There is no need to verify them in turn, Luo Sheng thought, his apartment building disappeared in an instant, just like the Mayan civilization, and there was no trace.

He walked out of the small shop and looked back at the street...... Wait a minute, he can't speculate like that.

When the apartment building disappears, the memories of the apartment building are automatically erased by everyone around them, and then new cognitions are automatically implanted unconsciously—this has always been a parts processing factory. In that case, why did even Luo Sheng delete it together?

Luo Sheng squeezed his palms, and he thought of a possibility - the problem was not in the apartment building, but him.

Because he has something to do with apartment buildings? No, it should be said that the apartment building has something to do with him. These are two concepts. He got off the plane and was going somewhere else, but an apartment building. If he chooses to go to the McCard City supermarket, it may be the supermarket that disappears.

The crux of the matter is that something is wrong with him. But what the problem is, he does not understand.

Luo Sheng wanted to further confirm his speculation, so he hurriedly stopped the car and went to the outskirts of the West City, where the Butter Cat Research Institute was located.

Luo Sheng, who was sitting in the back seat of the taxi, kept looking at the road signs and the surrounding buildings, there was no change, everything was tantamount to any time in the past, if there must be something unusual, that is, it was raining at the moment, without warning, it seemed that there were no dark clouds, and the raindrops began to fall.

Luo Sheng felt that the rain seemed to be whiter than usual, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and only listened to the sound of the sound hitting the car window.

"When I arrived, I said I wouldn't play the watch, sixty-five." The driver was reminded in front.

"Okay."

Luo Sheng paid and got out of the car. Turn your head to look to the left...... The iron gate is connected to a rectangular iron fence, and the shadows of the trees are inside, and a three-story gray-white stone wall building resembling a school building sits in the deepest part, peeking out of the dense shade of the corner of the house. The plaque with black letters on a white background hangs on the iron door, which is the Butter Cat Research Institute.

Luo Sheng was about to touch the key to open the iron door, and in the next second, he was shocked-

The lock is open, and the key holder of this lock is Luo Sheng except Cheng Yin, and as far as Luo Sheng knows, there is no taro, but now no matter who takes the key, in short, the lock is open, and only when you go in, you will know who is inside.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it was useless to think about it, so Luo Sheng opened the iron door and went in, trotting inside. The winding path winded and stretched inside, and his vision was cut off at the turn of a large tree, and at this time, Luo Sheng realized that something looked wrong in front of him.

It's rain. He reached out and took a few drops, twisting them between his fingers...... The crystal clear gel is pulling into a filament between the two fingers, like the churned sugar eaten when I was a child. It fell straight down in the shape of a big drop, and smashed on the cobblestone path. It's as if some god in charge of the rain was upset and replaced the rain with glue.

The surroundings immediately became blurry and gray, and then more and more glue rain dripped down, from the beginning of the "light rain" to the "heavy rain", many branches were bent, rubbing against the top of Rason's head, like hanging a thick layer of pine resin, and the road surface became sticky to the soles of his shoes...... Luo Sheng was a little panicked, he covered the top of his head with his clothes, and he didn't have time to take a closer look at what was going on, so he rushed to the research institute. Just as he stepped on the three-story stone staircase that stretched outside the door of the building, there was a "snap" behind him, and a small tree that was not too thick was crushed.

In a panic, Luo Sheng didn't have time to breathe, and a corrosive sour smell entered his nostrils, and then, his face and hands began to sting, red, and swollen, all of which were in contact with Jiaoyu. He hurriedly found the key to open the door, and similarly, the door here was not locked, and he couldn't care about it, so Luo Sheng crashed into the door and ran to the bathroom first......

What are these things? Is it toxic? What happens if you get drenched? Why is it corrosive...... Luo Sheng took a quick bath while listing many problems, these slimy things can be washed away by water, but the clothes can't be saved, Luo Sheng looked at the clothes he had just taken off, they were corroding, the color was black, and they emitted an unpleasant smell.

Luo Sheng changed into clean clothes, then walked to the window and looked out...... In just the time he had taken a shower, the scene outside was unrecognizable.

There's a feeling like ice cream on a hot summer – the city is melting.