[Zhongyingmei] I continue for 1 second for myself

If Janna had been given another chance, she would not have chosen to walk on the roof of that building.

Inexplicably, she changed from the one who saved people to the one who was killed.When Tian Zhen thought she had controlled the woman's attempt to jump off the building, the other party's strength was frightening, and an over-the-shoulder fall successfully caused her feet to detach from the concrete platform, and she fell vertically from the 13th-floor rooftop.

At the same time, a colleague's voice came from her police walkie-talkie: "Officer Janna, I just finished investigating the background of the suicide victim. She once attended a karate training class. Be careful."

There is a saying that when a person falls from a height of 45 meters, it only takes 2.6 seconds, but in this critical moment, the human brain will instinctively ignore the role of time, and the perception of time will slow down, and this drooping process will be pulled It lasted to about 4 seconds—this is not something to be thankful for at all, it was only a blink of an eye, but Janna felt a long-term despair and an unstoppable weightlessness in her heart during this distance.

She has even drawn up an epitaph for herself——

Your fair Janna died from a shoulder fall;

Don't ask who she is, she's a little cutie;

Not just the soul, but it's fun to lie in.

It was like her hallucination, a phantom from the void.It was obviously drooping, her clothes were being pulled upwards, and the corners of the clothes were dancing in the friction, but the thing kept the same distance from her after it appeared, and the huge black cloak remained unobstructed. The down state is still, and the corner of the cloak seems to be rubbing against her cheek in the next second.

- What is it?

Not only is the perception of time slowed down, but her brain is also working very fast.

She wanted to speak, but no sound came out.

Just as she was trying to see the face in the cloak clearly, a long-handled black scythe protruded from the cloak.

Even though there was already such a great resistance during the drooping, her whole body hurt from being squeezed upwards, but the moment the scythe was swung, she still felt a gust of cold wind blowing close to her face.

I don't know whether it's darkness before it touches the ground, or whether it touches the ground first and then welcomes darkness.

Before she died, she had only one thought: the time to go to him was extended by 4 seconds, which was obviously 40 seconds.

***

Janna seemed to have slept for a long time. When she sat up and opened her eyes, she felt pain all over her body.

Even though there was a bed behind her, she was so tired that she was dying.

She's still alive...huh?

"Jana, I remember your first day of college reporting today, are you still awake?"

The loud soprano voice outside the door made Janna a little cute.

With both feet on the ground, there is a feeling of strangeness and familiarity. She in the mirror may be 40 years younger than her in 5 seconds.

She has a proud baby face with a sweet smile.But this baby face did not stop the sudden over-the-shoulder fall.

It seems that her epitaph will be changed:

Your beautiful Janna lost her body in a throw over her shoulder;

The good-looking skin is no longer beautiful, and the interesting soul has disappeared;

right behind you.

So, who is she?Where is she?

Putting on the clothes hanging on the chair, she stepped on the stairs all the way down the stairs.On the table in the living room are two plates of muffins with aromas. A short-haired woman in her 50s put a glass of milk next to a plate of muffins and sat down opposite.

After Janna sat down, she made some guesses, and said tentatively, "Thank you for preparing the breakfast, grandma."

I saw the woman on the opposite side shaking her hand holding the fork...

Janna changed her words: "Auntie?"

The woman's hand holding the knife also trembled...

...so what is she to this body?

She didn't dare to speak again, for fear that the old woman would turn into Parkinson's.

"If I make a few breakfasts, I'll be your grandma. I can't bear my poor little girl." The old woman broke the awkward atmosphere, took out the remote control and turned on the TV.

As soon as the TV was turned on, a headline began to play "Spider-Man Saves Queens, New York Again".

???

Janna really wanted to ask what was going on, why the superheroes in the movies and comics she was familiar with ran into the news... To be precise, news is life...

She was stunned for several seconds, and the knife in her right hand slipped down her palm inadvertently——

"...Ah" she whispered in a low voice, just as her brain issued the command to catch the knife, she found that the falling speed of the knife slowed down.

The knife that should have landed in the blink of an eye was suspended in the air by a supernatural force and fell slowly.

Her first reaction was to look at the woman in front of her. There was a muffin stuffed in her mouth, and she seemed to be chewing, but the upper lip was slowly lowering at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

As well as the picture of the TV card machine, and the announcer's endlessly protracted voice: "Nu——"

hell...

"铛——" The sound of the knife hitting the ground is like a clock waking up everything, and then everything moves at a normal speed:

The lips of the woman in front of her finally touched together.He began to chew at a normal speed; the announcer's word "about" was also squeezed out, and the following words were unambiguous.

It seemed that everything that happened just now was due to Janna being in a trance.

In a trance, her time was stretched.

***

It was her first day of university, and the school name on the admission letter became her lifeline. At least she knew where she could go.

There are very few dynamics in social software, and chat software is a variety of school groups.

There is almost no one in the phone address book.

The most recent one contacted was "the landlady".

At least she knew who it was that called her by the wrong name this morning.

A schoolgirl who lives alone and withdrawn?

The persona of this body seems to be a little mismatched with her interesting soul.

It's not a big problem, the skin of gratitude is still the same as a hair of her own.

Following the clear signposts, she reported and bought a book, and successfully entered the State University of New York.

She dragged the box to find her dormitory.

At a corner, she collided with someone face to face, and the top book in her hand fell down...

It started again—

The speed of the colliding boy slowed down, and the wings of the passing birds fluttered in the air.

Her time was stretched again.

Then she saw very clearly and carefully that the boy in front of her stretched out a hand to catch up with the falling book at a slow speed, thin silk threads sprayed out from the wrist and stuck to her book cover, and then a short The distance was closed, and the book was safely held in the boy's hand.

What did she see?

The moment the book touched the boy's hand, everything returned to normal.

When the book was handed to Janna, she still couldn't adapt.

Although the boy's movements are extremely fast and the silk threads are extremely thin and difficult to detect, but there seems to be something wrong with her timing...

"I'm sorry, your book." Seeing that she didn't take it, the boy with short brown chestnut hair realized that the girl in front of him couldn't get both hands free, so he kindly put her back in the original place.

Jana had a bold idea at this time, this athletic young man was the same person as the hero in red camouflage she had seen on TV this morning.

In this world, is there a second person who can spray out spider silk from his hand?

"Thank you." She brushed past the boy and continued to look for her dormitory without looking back.

When she opened the door and walked in, her roommate with long blond hair was already lying on the bed with earphones plugged in, with a tired face.

She still wears heavy makeup and lipstick on her face, and her lower body is super short just past the root of her thighs.She didn't get up, her eyeballs turned to the far right, and she pulled off an earphone.

"Laura, Laura Pooney." She waved one hand up and fell back on the bed completely effortlessly, plugging the earphones back into her ears.

"Jana." She didn't say her last name, and Laura didn't look at her at all, continuing to immerse herself in her own world.

...a very personable roommate.

But let her not take the initiative to make friends with her.

After cleaning and tidying up her half of the site, Jana also changed into her pajamas and lay down on the bed.

New York, USA is still the same New York, USA, but all the people have changed.

The huge black shadow that appeared in the sky when Janna fell as the policeman, and the time that was infinitely stretched from time to time, and of course this world with superheroes emerged in Janna's head.

Is she still drooping, because the will to survive is too strong, the brain stretches 2.5 seconds into 4 seconds, and then stretches 4 seconds into 40 seconds, and finally stretches it into 4000000000 seconds...

Under the chaotic conjectures, Janna closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes, she was confused again...