Chapter 1: Parallel Worlds

To be alive is just a feeling.

"Boom ......"

I didn't feel good because a truck-sized husk was rolling at me with a truck-sized ball of dung......

"Help......"

Two weeks ago.

The cool breeze was not cold, and I wore long sleeves.

The last time I watched them play chess, the bald and slightly chubby middle-aged man who always grinned at the corners of his mouth as if he was proud, sneering and disrespectful. He's a master, and I like to see him as a gamer. Even if you are a spectator, you can speak.

The master fat man sat opposite him, but he had never seen it, and he would babble a few words of joke softly for no reason. When the thumb pinched the chess piece, when it paused in the air above the falling piece, it would always make a casual and casual action of pulling a few centimeters into the body and then dropping the chess piece.

I have forgotten it, I am a middle-aged man.

When I saw the fat man sneering and picking up the cart and eating the humming middle-aged man's horse, my brain suddenly buzzed, and a throbbing sensation suddenly came from my whole body, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on it in the depths of my soul.

I shivered and jumped up!

The streets are still bustling, with cars and people, and the sun is shining. The spectators were still staring intently at the game.

I rubbed my arms, shook my head, and walked away.

In the past two months, I must finish watching a game on the way from work, and then walk slowly to the station to wait for the bus home. It's become a habit, or I want to make it a pleasure in my helpless life.

But for the last time. I've decided not to do anything I don't want to do anymore. Besides, the salary I just paid is really a small mess! I decided not to go tomorrow! Fuck, a bunch of white-eyed wolves.

It's over another life path.

Start thinking about where to go in the car. I don't want to look for a job just yet. In the end, when I chose to go to junior high school, I often went to an all-night Internet café by myself, and went to find a corner to watch a movie, and dismissed my confused mind.

Internet café check, ID required, rub! I didn't bring it.

Suddenly there was a throbbing sensation all over my body, as if a drop of cold water had been dripped into the depths of my soul! I shook my head vigorously, and suddenly felt a gloomy feeling in the whole world.

Not much time passed, and I dusted my ass back to the next bed. He buried his face in the somewhat smelly quilt.

Another universe.

"How are you feeling now?" Teacher Xu looked at the four listless teenagers in front of him with a smile on his face.

"I want to sleep, I'm so tired. Wu Yang spoke pitifully.

"If you sleep, you're going to die, and when you're dead, you're never going to see anything interesting. Do you really want to sleep?" Lu Li raised his dim eyes and said in an extremely soft tone.

"It feels so good to have beautiful women to watch all the time. Liu Bai's pale face, smiling, his eyes emitted a faint light, staring straight at Teacher Xu's beautiful face.

Deming's face was calm. His chin was covered with a layer of blood scabs resting on his scarred knees, and he didn't want to think about anything as he looked at the dark stone path.

Another universe.

"Deming, I thought you were dead. ”

I vaguely heard a man's voice: "What do you mean by this?" ”

When I opened my eyes, I saw a young man with very short hair looking at me with a cold face.

Touchable, soft and comfortable, soft and warm bedding. Four white walls, two two-tiered iron beds facing each other, I lay on the first floor of the bed, next to the corner.

I was dazed, my voice hoarse, and I snorted.

The short-haired man frowned deeply, stared at Deming who was shrinking in the corner in a low tone, and said, "I don't care if you go to work or not, it has nothing to do with me if you soak in the Internet café to death, but when will you pay back the money you borrowed from me." ”

I just felt that the face of the person in front of me changed, and he kept opening and closing his black mouth, which was very funny and grinning.

He saw that Deming seemed to be laughing at himself, his emotions were already controlled by anger, his brain was hot, and he stepped to the bed, feeling soft under his feet, but it was a pair of black and gray stinky socks, and there was a few smells.

An irrepressible unhappiness suddenly rose in his heart, and he raised his leg and kicked Deming who was lying in the corner of the bed on the first floor, and yelled: "Die!

I was taken aback by his sudden actions, and wondered why he had become so terrifying. A handful of soft futon was pulled over his whole body, and he shrank in the corner of the bed.

I'm scared. At this point, it seems that only being in the dark makes me feel safe.

I don't know how long it took.

In the haze, I was half asleep and half awake.

A stream of memories gradually poured into the blank paper-like brain: blue sky, white clouds, high-rise buildings, hustle and bustle of cars, lonely elementary school, junior high school, high school. Immerse yourself in your own fantasy world and entertain yourself, suffering and rejoicing in loneliness......

I lifted my comfortable and warm bedding and faced the light.

Outside the window, the sun is shining.

A few lines of men and women laugh together. Looking down at the sunlight in his hands, he was in a trance.

How do I feel that all this is so unreal? Is it because I have not been able to fit in with the loneliness of the masses for too long?

It's as if I don't belong to this world, everything is so strange but still in my memory.

I walked the path that exists in memory.

The warbler laughter of the young women dressed up in flowers and branches filled the ears disgustingly, superficial women.

His dormitory is just a short road away from the school's cafeteria. I've seen that most of the people in it look like garbage.

I dug into my pockets, and there was not much left after yesterday's salary was paid.

I felt a pang of boredom in my heart. Put on headphones and isolate yourself from the noise of the world.

This playground is relatively remote, and it is close to noon, and the dry sun is overwhelming, and there is no one in it. I chose a shady spot, listened to the piano music, propped my hands on the grass, and looked at the blue sky with my hands half-up. White clouds. The mood is peaceful, and I plan to forget about work for a while.

My emotions can only be controlled by myself. Even though I'm poor. So I decided.

Not much time has passed.

Something suddenly occurred to me. It seems that the members of my Internet café still have a few dollars. So I decided to go to an internet café.

I opened a random website and didn't know what to search for.

RANDOMLY TYPED A FEW LETTERS: DUOCHONG, AND SEE THE MULTIVERSE FOUR WORDS BELOW THE SEARCH BAR. Curious, I clicked in.

"Multiverse, Paralleluniverses, or Multiverse Theory, refers to a theory that has not yet been proven in physics, according to which there may be other universes outside of the human universe, and these universes are a reaction to the possible states of the universe, and these universes may or may not have the same basic physical constants as the universe as human cognition. Parallel universes are often used to explain that different processes of events or the subsequent development of a different decision exist in different parallel universes, and this theory is often used to explain other sophistries such as those about time travel, such as "a ball falls into a time tunnel and goes back in time and crashes into itself and thus makes it impossible to enter the time tunnel" In addition to assuming that time travel is impossible, this paradox can also be explained by parallel universes, according to the parallel universe theory: the ball crashing into itself and not crashing into itself are two different parallel universes."

I also read a lot of information about parallel universes. Is there any other universe where I am Deming? haha, but I don't know what he's doing, whether he's lonely and miserable.

I suddenly looked back at my lonely mess of memories.

I feel like I'm tired of life and don't know what I'm going to do with this life.

My heart was painful, I smiled bitterly, my eyes flashed with tears, and all the pain in the past poured into my heart, and I accepted it all. I fell into a deep sleep unconsciously.

I had a dream.