It was pitch black outside the window, and in fact it wouldn't light up.
Time has completely stopped as the clock shows, and the entire community, the entire city, and possibly the entire world of people have disappeared. The dawn cannot replace the night, and the nightmare has no end.
Jian Hua slowly lowered his eyes, sitting still with his back against the wall.
This is the most energy-saving way, and home is the most familiar and safe environment for him.
Two days and two nights have passed since the movie theater elevator incident. This is Jian Hua's estimation based on the speed of his physical energy loss. He returned home that night and found an even more terrible news. Because of the smoking cessation reaction, Jian Hua felt hungry in the movie theater. Although what happened was strange, she always had to fill her stomach before trying to figure out what to do. As a result, the pot on the stove couldn't boil water, and it didn't help to switch to a rice cooker.
If you can't cook cooked food, eat it raw. After half a pack of biscuits, a piece of instant noodles was crushed and swallowed, and the hunger was still burning, as if I had never eaten anything.
Can't communicate with the outside world, can't find people, can't eat food.
This feeling is like being abandoned by the whole world.
Jian Hua's thirst is unbearable at the moment, and his consciousness has become a little fuzzy. In the past dozens of hours, he has rushed out of the house and drove to other places to find food and drinking water. He also returned to the shopping mall and happened to see the young couple. He was eating frantically, throwing wrapping paper and empty bottles around, but he still felt hungry.
This strange and terrifying scene made Jian Hua feel chills.
He gave up searching for food and drove directly to the Linjiang Bridge. At the end of the bridge is the highway toll station, from which he can leave the city.
In the dark night, the lights of the toll station were on, and there was no movement on the bridge. The cold wind was blowing. Jian Hua opened the car door and looked down at the rushing river from the bridge.
He didn't want to commit suicide. Jian Hua was someone who would never give up his life on his own initiative, but the current predicament made him feel at a loss.
In the end, Jian Hua returned home.
Sit down against the wall, stay still, reduce the consumption of physical energy, and use absolute perseverance to suppress the urge to turn on the tap and pour it into your throat when you are hungry and thirsty.
He had seen the twisted and frantic despair in the eyes of the young couple when they were overeating. Jian Hua didn't want himself to become like that. Eating food was useless, and once he started eating, it would be difficult to control his survival instinct to continue eating.
The chaotic and fuzzy brain is still thinking about this change.
Jian Hua vaguely felt that he - or that the elevator had fallen into the crack of time.
Time Rift was a random name that Jian Hua came up with. He couldn't explain the exact concept. He just felt that all the dead things in the world had stopped in this second, and the living things had disappeared without a trace, and the people in the elevator had become out of place. exception. They can change dead things (move or damage things), but dead things cannot change living things (eat and drink).
Jian Hua was so hungry that he had no strength at all. Excessive thirst made a double image appear in front of his eyes.
Consciousness was dizzy, and he began to be unable to stay awake. In this half-sleep, half-drowsiness, entangled in pain, a subtle voice came into Jian Hua's mushy mind.
"Tick, tick..."
Stable, clear and regular.
Jian Hua slowly opened his eyes, and after a while, he barely regained consciousness. His eyes were fixed on the wall clock on the wall. The old-fashioned glass surface with black needles on a white background was moving every second.
23:01
The ticking sound of walking in seconds was like the first violin playing in a concert to Jian Hua. In the next few minutes, he heard the night cry of the child next door, and the vague voice of people after the community chess and card room ended.
The sound of the drunk man on the top floor slanting upstairs disturbed the sleeping dog in the neighbor's house.
These ordinary noises are now like sounds of nature.
The starving Jian Hua subconsciously wanted to stand up, walked over to open the door, or looked at the window to confirm that it was not his hallucination, but his weak body did not obey at all.
Jian Hua worked hard for a long time, but not only did not have any effect, but his consciousness began to collapse again, and he was about to fall into a coma.
no…
With his current situation, it is a question whether he can wake up again after being comatose, and the longer it drags on, the closer he is to death! It's hard to endure until everything is normal, is it possible to die like this
Water, he wants water.
From the living room to the kitchen, it was only a few steps away, but Jian Hua couldn't get there.
He stretched out his arms in vain. This action alone took a minute. Jian Hua's eyes were darkened, and he was still staring at the glass pot filled with cold water on the kitchen counter.
"boom."
The glass pot suddenly flew into the air and fell heavily to the ground.
The water flowed all over the ground, debris splashed all over the place, and Jian Hua's right hand was also punctured. The pain made him conscious, and he stared blankly at the glass pot that had somehow run up to him.
But he couldn't think about it, he hurriedly got close to a large piece of curved vessel fragment, lowered his head and carefully licked the remaining water on it with the tip of his tongue.
In Jian Hua's sense, the water quickly penetrated and disappeared into the oral esophagus before it entered the stomach. The huge joy made him tremble involuntarily. In that world where time was stagnant, his throat was still dry and smokey when he drank water, without the slightest effect.
He took a deep breath, then looked suspiciously at the debris on the floor, and then looked in the direction of the bedroom. There were drinks in Jian Hua's room, but it was farther from the living room. Now he tried to grasp the feeling just now, and a few seconds later, a bottle of mineral water rolled out all the way.
Jian Hua paused, the mineral water bottle jumped up again, and stood upright.
After a while, the invisible force that controlled it, began to hold down the bottle and tighten the cap—
"Crack!" The bottle cap flew up and hit the wall clock, causing a slight crack on the glass clock face. You can imagine how strong it was.
The mineral water bottle floated up, stayed beside Jian Hua's mouth, and tilted it at an angle that was convenient for drinking. Jian Hua drank half of the bottle in one go before he recovered. His mind relaxed, and the mineral water bottle fell to the ground immediately.
"… "
Jian Hua felt astonished that these three days had used up his whole life.
Anyway, he survived, and he survived until the end of the "nightmare". Jian Hua dragged her weak body to barely stand up, found a few chocolates and threw them into the water glass, forcing herself to finish the half-melted sticky liquid.
In the mirror, he was haggard and pale, with a dark blue under his eyes.
The clothes on her body are wrinkled and covered with water stains. Jian Hua is very embarrassed. She probably doesn't need to wear makeup when she goes to the studio to play a lovelorn who commits suicide by throwing herself into a river.
He hastily dealt with the wound on his right hand, regained some physical strength, released hot water and took a sloppy bath. Only then did Jian Hua have the ability to grope for an accidental appearance on his body.
The spoon of the coffee cup floated up and down with one of his thoughts.
The glass fragments all over the floor were also "swept" to a corner of the living room by Jian Hua. It looks a lot like the ability to read in European and American films of the last century, floating a cup and bending a spoon or something. It is said to be a superpower, but it is actually useless.
As long as it's not a matter of life and death, it's easy to turn around and walk a few steps to get something. For Jian Hua, this kind of super power is not as good as letting him know the light skills in martial arts novels, at least the latter can make him less guilty when hanging Weiya.
The world that suddenly returned to normal, and the strange abilities that appeared later, made Jian Hua's tired brain not enough.
The TV was on, the dog-blooded soap opera family ethics drama Gong Dou Niang Niang was all over the screen, the evening news had already ended, and it was the night of the elevator accident in the studio. Jian Hua had a movie ticket stub in his jeans pocket. The movie ended at 22:40. The shopping mall is not close to his home, and it takes at least half an hour to drive, but at 23:01, he was already lying in the living room at home, almost starved to death of thirst.
Jian Hua wanted to go to the studio to check the situation again, but his weak body did not allow him. Jian Hua lay on the bed and did not dare to fall asleep. He was afraid of falling into that dark and dead world again.
Every time he closed his eyes heavily, Jian Hua was forcibly awakened by his own will in the next second, struggling with drowsiness.
In the drowsiness, the night gradually faded, and the sky was dimly lit.
Jian Hua was soothed by the morning light, and he felt relieved, and finally fell into a deep sleep until the sun climbed high and the dazzling light shone in the room.
"Dong dong dong!"
The door was knocked vigorously, and Jian Hua, who was sleeping, frowned slightly.
"Jian Hua! What are you doing? If you don't answer the phone, and the car is parked downstairs, where can people go?"
The thunderous roar finally woke the owner of the house. Jian Hua opened his eyes and was stunned for half a minute before he remembered what happened yesterday.
The people who came were Jian Huafaxiao and Lu Miao.
This small title was self-proclaimed by Lu Miao. Although they did know each other since childhood, Jian Hua always subconsciously stayed away from this guy, because Lu Miao liked to talk to himself, and Jian Hua really didn't want to pay attention to the problems of the eldest young master.
"Anything?" Jian Hua opened the door and asked in a hoarse voice.
"What's wrong with your voice, you have a cold?" Lu Miao was startled, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he kept looking behind Jian Hua. When he saw that the furniture inside was complete (the glass fragments could not be seen in the corner), he saw Unmasked disappointment.
"I have a bad cold and slept at home for two days." Jian Hua's expression was indifferent, "Didn't you go abroad?"
"I just came back." Lu Miao came from a good background. When he was not sick, he looked like a noble boy. He lowered his voice and asked, "I heard that you offended someone and lost your job? I didn't answer the phone when I called you..."
"Are you okay? I'm resting, I just took the medicine and I can't open my eyes." Jian Hua interrupted him and closed the door neatly.
Lu Miao touched his nose, but was not annoyed, he turned around and went downstairs.
After carefully looking at Jian Hua's car parked downstairs, he found that the phone was in the box in the front glass window of the car, Lu Miao smiled relievedly, and said to himself, "I said why don't you answer the phone."
Lu Miao took out his mobile phone. The popular topic on Weibo on the interface was "Young men and women are shocked to death in Huanyu Cinema." Clicking on the news showed that the supermarket on the first floor of the mall had been stolen, and there were a lot of missing food wrappers and empty beverage bottles next to the bodies. , The night shift security guard of the mall stated that the deceased was found during a patrol at 11 o'clock last night, and it was suspected that he had died.
"It's starting." Lu Miao closed the phone in annoyance.