In the blink of an eye, I was out of that lifeless fantasy to the real world, but what I saw and heard here shocked me even more. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It also broke my heart even more.

As far as the eye can see, there are all burning fireworks and the roar of explosions, I am standing on the side of the road at the moment, the street is chaotic, but no one is running, shouting, either sluggishly drooling and laughing, or simply lying on the ground and convulsing, presumably this state appeared in the whole of Shanghai at the same time, so countless vehicles crowded together, and the drivers who lost their minds in an instant did not have time to step on the brakes, or rather, there was no awareness at all - I saw a luxury roadster on top of the lamppost, The owner is laughing maniacally, and the wheels are spinning forward.

The feeling of despair in my heart grew heavier and heavier, and I mustered up the courage to open my eyes wide and squint at any time to prevent tears from flowing, and searched aimlessly, or rather, with a very purposeful look—for those who were not yet mad.

Ten minutes passed, and I looked at the watch on my phone.

Twenty minutes passed, and I looked at the watch on my phone.

...

I took out my phone and looked at the time again, and it turned off, it ran out of battery, and twenty-five minutes passed.

I didn't even see a normal person, and even, I saw a civil airliner stuck in an intersection, of course, not in its perfect form, but...

Half of the wings and 80 percent of the fuselage were missing, and looking at the many buildings around me that had been scraped and hit and nearly collapsed, I seemed to be able to imagine that one of those pilots who flew the planes must have retained a sound consciousness, otherwise it would have looked like a trace of forced lifting.

But, despite all these efforts, the airliner crashed.

Now, an hour after I'm back in the real world, isn't it time for me to do something?

Exeter, the skeleton who was squatting on my head, suddenly said, "Look over there, there's a guy walking over there!" ”

Following the direction it pointed, I actually saw Murakami blazing!

"Hey!" I thought that direction shouted loudly, and Murakami, a girl dressed in white and still beautiful, turned around slowly, stared at me with her dull eyes.

... She didn't respond.

I ran towards her, and in a few seconds I ran to her, and just wanted to say something, when I saw her extremely sluggish expression, my heart shook wildly, and I quickly asked, "Hey?" What happened to you? ”

... Still no response, and even, as if she didn't hear what I said, Exter sighed and said, "Her consciousness is also destroyed, but it seems that her subconscious power is strong, so her body can still act according to instinct, for example, walking." ”

"Really? Subconscious power..."I remember, Ye Qinghan did say this, even a strong person like her, has it become like this?"

"Yes, you're right, in the case of defenselessness, or too late to be prepared, even strong people will be carried in the illusion, the companions you mentioned... They seem to know it's an illusion, and maybe they'll be fine. ”

I looked at Murakami who seemed to have turned into a puppet, and what was that so-called oath, no, that ridiculous oath, now?

"There's about a minute, no, about fifty seconds, so hurry up if you want to make a decision." Exeter said suddenly, and then I realized that I had been in place for a long time, and I had already reached the next intersection when the fire in the village was blazing.

My heart seems to be gradually crushed, no, rather, it is gradually filled with emptiness, and at the same time, there is a breath of anger that comes from nowhere, I can't tell what kind of anger it is, anger? No, there's no anger at all, so what's the use of that now? Despair? No, the moment I saw Murakami's fire, and when I saw this girl with whom I had dealt with and blushed and cried, the incomparably vivid stranger "died" in front of my eyes, I suddenly and truly realized what I had done.

What I have destroyed is not only the souls of these people, but also the bonds that have existed between different souls, compared to souls, these bonds are the things that really matter, but I...

I chased after it.

"Twenty seconds." Exeter reminded calmly.

I caught up with Murakami, took a detour not far in front of her, and said loudly, "You can't hear me now, can you?" ”

"Yes, you seem to like a quiet environment! The place where you live is so gorgeous in the corner of the building, do you think the sound here is too noisy. ”

Boom, there was an explosion in a car not far away, and Murakami, who had no reaction under my shouting, clearly showed a trace of uneasiness, slowly changed direction, and walked away from the explosion, until she walked past me who was stunned in place, I realized that she could hear the sound.

Case.

"Ten seconds."

I ran up to her again and shouted into her ear, "Don't worry! I won't forget! ”

"Hopefully... See you soon. "Speaking of which, my voice is low for some reason, and I don't believe that I can still meet her...

Because of the stimulation of the voice, she walked in the opposite direction of my position in a sluggish manner, looking at her back, I sighed, I didn't expect that the last thing I met was a "stranger" who had not known me for more than an hour. ”

It would be nice if you could still meet them, even if they were strangers.

Without hesitation, I clasped my hands together, and the next moment, the world I saw suddenly distorted, not in the light, but in the chaos of an ignorant child when he knocked all the paint to the ground, no, it was not appropriate to describe it as a child.

It's more like a madman's wanton scribble, all the buildings, dead or alive, far away and near, heaven or earth, are all bruisedly stirred together, and I can even feel that this madman is staring at me!

The feeling intensified, and I watched in horror as my hands slowly lengthened with the whirlpool of the world, like noodles, gradually becoming softer and merging into the distorted colors, and it seemed that I was not the lucky tenth?

Haha, okay okay, then, so be it...

Alas... Unwilling, but so what? If you can live, of course you should be alive.

There was a lot of color in front of me, as if the best things in the world were in it, but then there was darkness, and the colorful world gradually became monotonous, becoming... Black.

The mad painter finally calmed down and began to think about what he was going to paint this painting into.

Eternal darkness is coming, this is darkness deeper than death, fear of death, in the final analysis, it is nostalgia for life, regret for your unfinished business, and the bond with your loved ones is telling you that you should be afraid of death, you should not want to die, you have to do whatever you do, whether it is good or evil, there will always be someone else who remembers you, even if it is a stranger who has never lived a life, when you are dying, you will know, oh, there are still people who remember me, but now it is different, this is the real end.

The end of the annihilation of the memories of others.

Consciousness faded away, a terrible sense of loneliness struck, and I knew the end I was facing, and all I could think about now was the faces of my father and mother, and nothing else.

Wouldn't it be nice to see them again? It's a pity that that world, the world where history has been completely changed, I... Already lost them.

They have completely forgotten about me

Suddenly, it had turned dark all around, as if I had sunk into the deep sea, to be precise, "he", and let out an earth-shattering roar: "Impossible, I must not disappear into this world, who are you?!" ”

"Don't you know what I mean to the world? Don't you know what I symbolize? If I disappear, then..."

It is not known who he is talking to, or what he means, but what is known is that he is engaged in some kind of confrontation with an unknown being.

After some time, his voice faded away, and the darkness around me disappeared in front of my eyes, and I once again felt my body disappear in the distortion of the world.

Once again, my eyes saw something beyond the darkness.

Standing in the bustling crowd, different faces flashed in a hurry, and the number representing their lifespan above their heads kept shaking, here it is... Zebra crossing? I'm standing in the middle of the road right now?

Here it is... Which? I looked at my arms a little dazedly, the strange feeling of cold and hot had completely disappeared at this moment, and the black qi representing the anomaly had completely disappeared, I tried to touch my hands again, and found that the great force that changed the history of the world no longer existed, only the imprint followed me like a shadow.

But... This color! Is it blood-red?! Never before in color! What does this mean?

"Exeter? Are you there? "I looked at my left arm, at my left arm, which had completely changed to its normal form, and of course it wasn't supposed to be there.

The countdown to the green light was about to end, and I looked at the murderous eyes of the owner of the car not far away, and quickly walked to the other side of the road.

The warm sun sprinkled on my body, and I looked up in the direction where the sun was coming, but there was no warmth in my heart.

Even in the heat of summer, my heart is cold.

How do I live alone in this strange city?

There is no identity, no income, let go of the things on your body first, and the top priority is how to integrate into the city.

A person... It's really lonely.