"It must be there, that strange toll booth."

It was a heavy rain, which filled the roof of the car and stained the road all white. But for Yu Cheng, who is concentrating on driving, this does not seem to be the strangest.

It's summer rain, and the roads seem to be frozen in ice! Looking around through the side-looking mirror, the verdant branches and dense leaves are actually decorated with strange, brilliant ice edges. "Are you lying to yourself with your eyes?" Fear can be felt all the time, looking at the straight lane in front of him gradually covered with a layer of damn ice, Yu Cheng was a little more trance in his heart.

"That's right, it's the bend." The car seemed to be unaffected by the black ice on the road. But Yu Cheng drove slowly, and at the same time curiosity and uneasiness came in like a tidal wave. "That's right, I saw this billboard that day!" But as soon as he thought that the car would be uncontrollable after entering that toll booth, Yu Cheng's tongue began to knot. After much hesitation, Yu Cheng struggled to get behind the wheel.

"No one can stop me from regaining my desire to be reborn this time." Thinking like this, Yu Cheng slowly let go of his arms that were tightly bound to the sides of the steering wheel. The car flashed away quickly and quietly, to the farthest distance that this wonderful space could allow.

The rearview mirror clearly recorded Yu Cheng's expression from worry to fearlessness to firmness, but he did not catch the two bright moons lost in those black and gold eyes again and again.

"Strange! I remember that after passing by this billboard, I saw the toll booth very quickly! At the same time, Yu Cheng saw several familiar things, but they were all in a very slow decomposition motion, just like in the movie shot. In fact, it's the adrenaline rush that makes his brain work super fast, allowing him to focus on the details of several things at once.

"Could it really be that my brain is going wrong?" Yu Cheng pushed the car door, stood in the corner of the back of the car, and groped a few steps forward with a hesitant face, and inadvertently, the series of footprints he left behind became clearer and clearer in the sea of many puddles.

"It's clear that there is something here!" The sound of the wind blowing the fallen leaves sounded weird, and Yu Cheng had the idea of leaving several times, but Agent Zhao's car clung to him, as if he wanted to protect him under him at all times.

"What's going on..."Yu Cheng's voice weakened, trying to organize his thoughts and control his actions.

The third time he passed through that frozen lane, he almost drained every microgram of attention on Yucheng's body. Especially when the car was about to reach the crumbling billboard, he almost lost his balance, but finally managed to grab the steering wheel. It was the violent tremor just now that made him very aware that there really was no more overlap between today's range of activities and that day.

“well do

e！ Then try one last time, and if you still can't see the toll booth, think I'm crazy! Early tomorrow morning, I will report to the psychology department without any nostalgia! OK！ ”

The pitch-black branches made a sharp sound in the howling wind, and just as Yu Cheng was annoyed by the pressure, after turning the corner at the familiar bend, the ice floes on the asphalt began to spin wildly. But these are all things that Yucheng has no chance to notice.

Finally, the car came to a halt about a foot away from the billboard, and the vines stretched out from both sides of the road were like a pair of large hands that gently embedded themselves in the two deep dents on either side of the window.

As if he heard a strange voice in the wind, Yu Cheng raised his head in surprise.

"Your life can also change, hold the steering wheel in your hands, let's start again!"

After a period of complete silence, Yu Cheng really heard it: in his ears, on the radio, yes, it was the low but heart-wrenching voice of host Zhang Zhenyu.

"Isn't that what I heard that day? It's just that compared to that day, it seems that even he was half a beat slower, no, Zhang Zhenyu's voice sounded like he was holding back laughter! A few seconds later, there was a sudden commotion over the radio, and at the same time, a faint throbbing pain came from his left ear.

Cheongdam Station: Despite the chaos around him, it was the line of words that stood out and held his shoulder with a cold hand.

"No matter how twisty and bizarre everything I just went through, I'm finally back here!" Yu Cheng gritted his teeth, and there was a bright golden cloud burning in his eyes.

"Please, the last binary coin, the chance to reset your life is up to you." No longer concealing it, after parking the car steadily at the Qingtan toll station, Yu Cheng rolled down the window, and from the pair of golden-black eyes, a straight and overlapping two bright moons, and at the intersection of the bright moons, the numbers on the coin were deeply imprinted.

"You've derailed and you're re-routed. You're off the course..."The soft voice in the navigation captured Yucheng's tense nerves again.

"That's what it means to start again!" Yu Cheng thought hard about the puzzling images that were spinning in his mind, and although he didn't see the people with different expressions again, when he saw that the pointer on the speedometer was quickly pointing to 180, Yu Cheng half lay in the driver's seat and shouted in horror. Then, the speedometer rotated so fast that he couldn't see clearly. Yu Cheng suddenly propped one hand on the steering wheel, but the other hand was dragged away by a strong tension. There was chaos again, and this time he heard a rush of rough voices that resembled humans reprimanding each other.

"Ahh In the out-of-control car, Yu Cheng's legs swayed like rag dolls, his head slid on the hard steering wheel, and then a sharp thud like metal crashing to the ground pierced his ears.

"Don't! Yes! "There was a flash of white light, followed by the crisp sound of glass bursting onto the asphalt.

After he could hear a devastating crushing sound similar to the one coming from a truck pressing against the front of his car, something slammed into him again, but this time not in the direction Yu Cheng had expected. Slowly, a long-lost and salty smell filled the tip of Yu Cheng's nose, and just as he tried to turn his stiff neck, he felt something cold and hard, clamping him tightly against a piece of soft object.