Ye Heng sat on an abandoned high-rise building, looking intently at the neon city below.

He was just dangling on his legs, and he was in a very boring mood.

The script of life is like being written, and it will be performed step by step.

Elementary school, junior high school, high school, college, looking for a job, getting married, having children, earning money for children to experience it all over again.

If it weren't for the high expectations of his parents at home, he would have really wanted to buy a foreign ticket and travel the world first.

But dreams are always dreams, and life goes on.

Ye Heng was admitted to a third-rate university as his parents wished, which made his parents very happy, for honest farmers, it was not easy for their son to go to college.

Ye Heng's parents spent thousands of yuan just to entertain relatives and friends, and of course, they received a lot.

Unknowingly, Ye Heng was already a sophomore.

In the whole school year of his freshman year, Ye Heng actually didn't learn anything, but he stumbled upon this abandoned building not far from the school.

Ye Heng's university is located in the university town east of Cloud City, and in today's land shortage, it is difficult to understand that no one has to deal with abandoned high-rise buildings, especially the prime location of this university town.

As a result, bold college students came here in droves to talk about love, and there was a slight gasp in the dark corners of almost every floor.

But no one dares to go up to the top, not to mention the reason for physical strength, the mere fact that people have died is prohibitive.

Ye Heng is not afraid, as a rural person, he also spent the night alone in the cemetery.

So this layer became Ye Heng's secret base.

At this moment, Ye Heng, after staying on the roof for a few hours, also planned to go back to the dormitory.

The building has no elevator, only an unfenced stairwell.

Ye Heng walked along the stairwell, feeling a little weird, at this point in the past, not to mention the flushed young men and women who came out one after another, there was not even a sound, as if the whole world was quiet.

Ye Heng's heart beat faster, saying that he was not afraid that it was fake, and even the graveyard vigil was forced.

But no matter how he walked, Ye Heng found that this stairwell seemed to have no end.

Ye Heng randomly found the door on the first floor and kicked it open, but when the door opened, he was dumbfounded.

It's still the familiar sky, the familiar neon lights, and he's clearly still on the top floor.

Ye Heng hurriedly returned to the stairwell and looked up, and found that there were stairs above to go up.

Strange space, like a circular staircase.

Ye Heng hurriedly took out his mobile phone and wanted to call the police, but the mobile phone had no signal, and he almost threw the mobile phone out in anger.

Ye Heng felt his legs tremble a little, this situation was beyond his common sense.

He re-entered the stairwell and continued down.

The doors of each stairwell are open, or kicked open, on the top floor.

Half an hour passed, Ye Heng gasped and sat on the rooftop.

Ye Heng saw that there was a pipe next to him, if he slid down this, would he fall off his hand and die?

But when Ye Heng wanted to reach out and touch it, he felt that there was an invisible wall, and the touch from his hand told him that this invisible wall was made up of many polygons.

Ye Heng walked around the roof and found that there were walls on all sides, which made him feel very desperate.

I can't go down the stairs, I can't go down the roof, this is to kill myself alive?

Forget it, whatever, wait until tomorrow, someone will see you at dawn, and then ask for help.

Ye Heng sat on the rooftop like this, and suddenly a sleepiness struck, this sleepiness came so suddenly, so strongly, he quickly fell into a deep sleep.

It's as if something has changed in this world.

Ye Heng had a dream, in which he became an ambitious and ambitious writer, but in terms of creation, he suffered from the pain caused by the bottleneck.

Frustrated, he unexpectedly met an old friend, and under the introduction of the old friend, he obtained a new drug, NZT-48.

NZT-48 made him feel like a person, a real person, and everything was different in his eyes.

His life was completely changed, and with the help of NZT-48, his full potential was unleashed.

Every neuron glowed with life, and he could instantly recall any book he had read or anything he had seen.

With the NZT-48, he quickly rose to become a financial predator on Wall Street.

The story came to an abrupt end, Ye Heng opened his blurry eyes, and the sun shone on his body, looking a little scorching.

Ye Heng stood up slowly, he was still sleeping on the concrete floor of the rooftop, holding a small white bag tightly in his hand.

Ye Heng looked blankly at the white plastic bag he was holding in his hand, and the bag read: NZT.

Ye Heng rubbed his head, he was in a daze, yesterday he remembered that a very strange thing happened on the stairs.

Infinite loops of stairs, invisible walls, it's all so real.

Ye Heng reached out and touched the front, his hand passed through without hindrance, and there was nothing.

Was it a hallucination? What kind of dream did you have yesterday? I became Eddie, I became the protagonist of Never-ending?

Ye Heng found that the dream he had yesterday was exactly the same as that of Never-ending, the only difference was that this dream was only half of the movie.

If it's a dream, then what is this white packet of medicine in your hand?

The white pills, the white plastic bag, exactly like the NZT-48, even the name says NZT.

Ye Heng clearly remembered that the movie was NZT-48.

What does this unnumbered mean?

Whatever it is, let's go downstairs first.

Ye Heng easily walked down the stairs, and nothing happened.

It seems that everything is a dream, except for the white plastic bag in his hand.

Ye Heng returned to the dormitory, fortunately it was the weekend, and the dormitory management committee did not come to check the bed, otherwise Ye Heng would have appeared on the notice blackboard below.

There was no one in the dormitory, Ye Heng looked at the white pill in front of him with some hesitation, what is this?

It can't really be NZT, is someone kidding me?

Ye Heng's state at this time was the same as Eddie's, his helplessness about reality made him tired of life, and he was desperately seeking change.

Of course not, what if it's poison?

Do you have an enemy? Apparently not, so is someone playing a prank? No one should be so boring.

Ye Heng was lying on the bed, he took out a pill and observed it carefully.

Some things seem to be accidental, but they have inevitability, just like history.

Ye Heng suddenly felt that his head was a little swollen and his hands were a little weak.

Just as he inhaled, the pill in Ye Heng's hand slipped into his mouth and swallowed it with a rumbling.