Rebirth before the doomsday: I quietly emptied the city of supplies

The man screamed suddenly.

His neck hit the steps, and his head was bent strangely. Screams were heard all around. Zhang Yang was stunned. What the hell!

How did I do that just now? It’s over! I killed someone.

Seeing that the people in the green belt were doomed, Zhang Yang suddenly turned around and ran, rushing onto the auxiliary road at an extremely fast speed and quickly getting into the alley between the buildings.

A few minutes later.

Sirens sounded in the distance.

…forty minutes later.

Zhang Yang returned to the gate of his community without anyone noticing. However, the gate of the community was blocked by police cars and police officers were guarding the gate.

Zhang Yang saw the situation at the door from a distance, and immediately turned around and left, going around to the side behind a high wall of the community. He looked up, then took a running start and accelerated. He went up in a flash. He flipped over the wall with agility and agility. All the movements were done in one go.

When he jumped into the courtyard of the community, he was stunned. How could he... do such a thing?

Zhang Yang's memories of the dream began to flash back in his mind, overlapping with the real world, and the illusion became more and more serious. He patted his head hard to drive away the illusion. "It's over, there must be something wrong with me."

Zhang Yang muttered to himself.

But thinking about the safety of his wife and children, he could only take a deep breath and try his best to calm himself down. Then he quickly moved to his villa. A few minutes later.

He found his way to the backyard of the villa and climbed over the wall. There were police officers in the front yard, seemingly questioning them.

Xiao Ling answered while crying, sounding very sad. Zhang Yang quietly walked to the back door, gently opened the door and walked in. His son was not downstairs.

Zhang Yang immediately went upstairs and arrived at the door of the bedroom on the third floor as quickly as possible. After opening the door.

Sure enough, my son was lying on the bed inside, fidgeting with a look of panic on his face.

As soon as he saw his father coming back, Zhang Ziyu shouted in surprise: "Dad..."

"Shhh."

Zhang Yang quickly hushed him, rushed over and hugged him in his arms, whispering: "Zi Yu, don't make a sound. Dad is back, it's okay, Dad..." Suddenly, Zhang Yang felt that his son in his arms was motionless.

He quickly looked down.

This sight frightened him so much that his heart skipped a beat and his mind went blank.

She even subconsciously pushed her son out of her arms.

Grass!

My son's body seemed to be frozen.

Moreover, the originally tender and handsome little face was like a computer jam, slowly becoming pixelated and even dislocated. This horrifying scene almost made Zhang Yang scream.

what happened?

What's going on here?

At the same time, the colors in the room began to change. Is there another bug?

Even though Zhang Yang was very brave, he was frightened by the scene and his whole body went cold. He kept backing away and sat down on the ground. Slowly, his son's body recovered little by little. The misplaced pixels all returned to normal. But...

His son turned into a strange child. Zhang Yang stared in horror. This child...

Why does he look so much like the man named Chen Yu in the dream? Why? Why is it like this? Is there something wrong with me? Zhang Yang was extremely manic. The veins on his forehead were throbbing. His increasingly confused consciousness caused him to have a distorted perception of himself.

So he suddenly turned around and slammed his head against the wall. Boom!

There was a muffled sound. Everything went dark. Zhang Yang fell to the ground. Before he fainted, he seemed to hear a mature man's voice: "Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang..."

……

In a daze.

I don’t know when Zhang Yang slowly woke up.

As a result, when he opened his eyes, he saw his wife Xiao Ling wearing a... hollowed-out suspender pajamas, looking at him with a smile. "Look at you, you are such a jerk."

Xiao Ling smiled charmingly: "You must drink red wine. If you can't drink alcohol, then don't drink it. You're already drunk after two glasses. Damn it, go wash your face quickly. Do you want to... do you want to change your mood?"

Zhang Yang stared at her blankly. He was filled with fear. What was going on?

What happened?

I didn’t kill anyone, but when I got home, there were police officers at home. My son was still…

Thinking of his son, Zhang Yang sat up suddenly and asked anxiously, "Where's Ziyu?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, I've coaxed him to sleep." "I'll go check on him."

Zhang Yang suddenly got out of bed and ran to the door of the next room, gently pushed it open and took a look. Sure enough!

My son was sleeping soundly in bed, breathing evenly.

Zhang Yang felt exhausted and slowly closed the door again. Then he returned to the bedroom in a daze and sat on the bed.

Xiao Ling looked at him in confusion: "What's wrong with you? Didn't you say you wanted to be in a good mood tonight? And you bought seafood and red wine. Are you...are you not interested in me anymore?"

Xiao Ling's voice was a little choked.

Zhang Yang quickly turned around and hugged her in his arms, and comforted her with a hoarse voice: "Lingzi, don't think too much, how could I not be interested in you." "Then...how can you still hold back?" Xiao Ling looked at him with red eyes. Zhang Yang lowered his head and glanced at his beloved wife.

The age of thirty is the sexiest and most charming time in a woman's life.

Moreover, my wife is very beautiful. She used to be a high school teacher.

Now she has quit her job and is concentrating on educating her son at home. Tonight, she wore a very sexy nightgown.

Spring is here. Beautiful eyes are full of affection.

Her body also smelled fragrant and very tempting. Zhang Yang was intoxicated for a moment, and slowly lowered his head to give her a light kiss. Then, the two of them rolled into the bed.

More than an hour later.

Xiao Ling has fallen asleep.

Satisfied.

She let go fully tonight.

But Zhang Yang couldn't sleep.

He kept staring at the ceiling. He remembered clearly what happened today.

From the moment he left Fang Jing's place, until he discovered something unusual on the road, until he accidentally killed someone, until he got home and saw the police, and finally discovered something unusual about his son. Everything was firmly in his mind. Those couldn't have been hallucinations.

But why is it that after falling into a coma, everything returns to normal after waking up? He even hit his head hard.

After waking up, I didn't feel any pain at all.

wrong.

Everything was wrong.

Zhang Yang’s hands were always around his wife, but the feeling that had made his heart flutter before had completely changed.

just like….

It's like touching a high-end action figure worth a million dollars.

What happened to me?

Zhang Yang felt that there was something wrong with his memory. But he didn't know what was wrong. He stared at the ceiling blankly. He became more and more tired and sleepy. Finally, he fell asleep in a daze. He didn't know how long it had been.

Suddenly, there was a beeping sound in his ears, and he sat up suddenly. As soon as he sat up, he was stunned. Where is this place? "Are you awake?"

A gentle female voice came from the side. I turned around and saw that it was Fang Jing, the psychiatrist.

Zhang Yang was stunned and asked, "Why am I here? What time is it now?"

"It's eleven o'clock in the morning. As for why you are here, you should ask yourself. How did you get here? Have you forgotten everything?" Fang Jing walked to his side and handed him a glass of water.