16 years

Fu Yan opened his eyes.

The snow-white ceiling was stained with an imperceptible gray-yellow stain, and the round overhead light was on, and the brightness was a bit irritating to him.

Fu Yan's eyes were foggy, and he felt the sting of the light dully.

But he stared at the ceiling in a daze, and didn't even react to such a trivial thing as closing his eyes to avoid it.

He seemed to be in a certain downtown area. There were vague cries from outside the half-opened window, and the sweet and greasy aroma of inferior desserts crawled into the room through the window crack, provoking Fu Yan's reaction like a hook.

He blinked, and mist trickled down the corners of his eyes.The dull senses came back, Fu Yan closed his eyes, and finally woke up from the half-dead dazed state just now.

It's a normal day, Fu Yan thought, but I'm dead.

This idea appeared quite logically, Fu Yan was uncharacteristically calm, he slightly bent his knees and sat up from the bed, enduring dizziness and looking down at his hands.

It was intact, except for a light white scar on the back of the right hand, there were no scars.

He has complete arms and legs, and there are no missing parts on his body. Fu Yan looked at himself with his head down, and found that he was wearing a plain pajamas T-shirt, with the quilt piled around his waist, and he looked like he just woke up from a nap.

The overhead light on the ceiling emitted a gentle white light, and Fu Yan stared at the sheets for a long time, feeling a little dizzy.He frowned and pinched his forehead, his mind was almost blank.

The sticky cotton candy aroma outside the window was quickly replaced by another food. The strong smell of barbecue was scattered in the air, mixed with the aroma of beef and mutton oil, and it seeped into the room.

Fu Yan's expression changed suddenly, he threw off the quilt and staggered into the bathroom, only had time to lift the toilet lid, then bent down and vomited.

His stomach was empty, there was nothing left, and he only spit out a few mouthfuls of sour water.

Fu Yan couldn't vomit anything, but his stomach was nauseated badly, the smell of meat was like poison to him, it made him want to pull out his stomach and flush it down the toilet.

After more than ten minutes, Fu Yan took a breath, put down the toilet lid, and leaned against the cold tiled wall with the water tank in his arms.

The whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, he frowned slightly and turned his head away, sitting on the ground unable to stand up, looking really embarrassed.

But he couldn't be blamed for it - after all, he had just experienced his own death half an hour ago.

Fu Yan took a deep breath, squinted his eyes and looked at the surrounding environment.

This should be a B&B type hotel, and it is very clean.There is a scent of flowers and herbs in the bathroom, which smells very refreshing.

A small electronic clock was placed under the mirror light of the sink not far away, and the time on it jumped, which happened to jump to the full hour.The date line below lit up with the punctual timekeeping. Fu Yan's eyesight was excellent, and he could easily see the small print on that line.

[May 2027, 5. 】

This year was three years away from Fu Yan's last memory. Fu Yan lowered his eyes for a while, and belatedly pulled out the situation of this year from his memory.

If he remembers correctly, at this time, he should have been on injury leave.

Six months ago, Fu Yan performed a flight test mission. As the top pilot of the first echelon, he wanted to collect real-time usage data for the new research model.But something went wrong in that flight test mission. The radar signal was suddenly cut off when it entered the vicinity of the mountain, and some digital equipment of the test machine lost control, and even the center console could not be controlled.

Fu Yan switched to manual mode, but he still couldn't save the plane, so he had no choice but to jump out of the sky.

After this incident, he was rated as a meritorious person and granted several months of leave.If it wasn't for the next world-class accident, he should have raised his rank again when he was reinstated.

June [-]st, Fu Yan thought.

In half a month, a rare transmissible virus will break out, and the infected will show anxiety, mania, madness and bloodthirsty, biting and attacking others.This kind of situation was initially regarded as severe rabies, but a few days later, the infected people all appeared "zombified" invariably-the body was stiff, but the ability to move was still present after brain death.

Before the "zombie situation" spread, Fu Yan always felt that the apocalyptic disaster movies were just a little adjustment in Popcorn's life.However, when the reality happened, he realized that the reality was far more terrifying than imagined.

The disaster happened so quickly and urgently that Fu Yan had to interrupt his vacation and return to work to participate in the rescue mission.

This apocalyptic storm is sweeping so violently that it is almost powerless to resist - the global population has dropped sharply, a large number of cities have been abandoned, and people have retreated from urbanized life to collective survival.

They were so helpless to fight back by this accident that they could only retreat step by step.

Until Fu Yan's death, the disaster continued, and it was unknown when it would end.

Fu Yan's thoughts were interrupted for a moment, and he had to think of the thing he had ignored for a while - he was dead.

Half an hour ago, he and his team members were besieged in an abandoned building.In order to send out the research materials in that medical building, he left the main force alone and led the zombies into the twin floors of the building.

He originally wanted to escape through the double-story passageway after luring away the zombies, but the building had been abandoned for a long time, and the passageway was already blocked by a pile of abandoned building materials. It couldn't be seen from the outside, but the inside was already tightly blocked. , flies can't fly over.

Fu Yan was already injured at that time. The kneecap of his left leg was cut into pieces by a sharp iron plate. It was inconvenient to move around. After circling for 10 minutes, he couldn't hold on and was trapped in a dead corner of the laboratory.

This is not a good memory, Fu Yan frowned, his throat rolled for a moment, and he couldn't help turning his head and vomited twice.

This memory is still "fresh" to Fu Yan. When he closes his eyes now, he can still recall the feeling of being pressed and bitten by layers of zombies.

The rotten smell lingered around him, and the rotten saliva fell on him. He didn't die immediately, and he clearly felt how his own flesh and blood were bitten off one by one.

Fu Yan subconsciously covered his stomach and vomited more violently.

But instead of stopping, he played this memory back and forth in his mind three times like masochistic, until he suddenly thought of desensitization, then wiped the corners of his mouth and pressed the flush button.

Fu Yan stood up shaking, and turned to look at the mirror on the sink before going out.

The person in the mirror was handsome and tall, but his face was a little pale, and there was a faint blue-black under his eyes, as if he hadn't had a good rest.

But even so, compared to three years later, his current state is already pretty good.

At least he has all his arms and legs now, and he can breathe a sigh of relief for a while, without having to worry about where to go next second.

Fu Yan quickly looked away and walked out of the bathroom.

He didn't know how he returned to three years ago when he opened his eyes, but he wanted to figure out why he came back.

It was getting dark outside, so Fu Yan went over and closed the windows tightly, then turned on the ventilation function of the air conditioner, and lowered the temperature by two degrees by the way.

He looked around and found that his suitcase was neatly placed by the wall, and there was a pot of boiling hot water on the table. The lid of the kettle was open, and the constant temperature was set at 46 degrees. pop up.

A post-it note was stuck on the tea bag box next to the kettle. Fu Yanyan took it over and found that it was a handwritten note.

[Remember to take your medicine, order takeaway when you’re hungry, I’ll set the address on your phone for you, and I’ll go back when I’m done. 】

The signature is a flamboyant willow character.

Fu Yan looked at the note, and then remembered where he was.

In April, Fu Yan recovered and was officially discharged from the hospital, so Liu Ruosong was able to return to work.

Before Fu Yan's accident, Liu Ruosong, as an outdoor photographer, was invited by the animal protection organization to participate in the Hoh Xil inspection.The content of this investigation was originally to be archived as a magazine material, but unfortunately Liu Ruosong rushed back to take care of Fu Yan, so his part was delayed again and again, and it was only recently rearranged.

Due to work reasons, Fu Yan and Liu Ruosong stayed together less often, so this time he rarely had a few months of vacation, so he simply came here with Liu Ruosong.

Fu Yan has a good memory, he has his own unique memory method, as long as he thinks of a certain point, he can follow the clues and draw a line.

Today in the "last life", Liu Ruosong was going to be interviewed by a magazine, and Fu Yan was supposed to go with him, but when he woke up in the morning, he had a low fever, Liu Ruosong was worried, so he left him in the hotel to rest and went by himself.

He should have waited for Liu Ruosong to come back from get off work, but now his eyes were darkened by his situation, so he habitually wanted to go out for a walk to see if things deviated from what he remembered.

The space-time paradox says that once the "history" is changed, a completely parallel new world will be derived from the change node.

Fu Yan doesn't know whether he has "re-started" now, or has already walked in a parallel world, but he wants to try, if something different from his own memory happens, will it have a slight impact on the future .

He made up his mind, but didn't dare to try it rashly—for a moment, Fu Yan really wanted to call back to the military region to warn of the disaster that broke out half a month later, but he quickly dismissed the idea.

One is that he doesn't have any evidence in his hand now, and rashly warning may not be effective, and it is easy to make people think that he has mental problems.The second is that he is not sure if such a large node is directly changed, will things develop in a worse direction.

He pondered for a while, and finally decided to start "exploring" from small things.

So Fu Yan got up and changed into a suit of clothes, poured out two pills from the medicine box and swallowed them according to Liu Ruosong's instructions, and finally found out his keys, mobile phone and wallet from memory, and sent Liu Ruosong a message.

"I woke up, I'm much better, now I'll pick you up."

This time Fu Yan didn't plan to stay in the hotel until Liu Ruosong came back like last time, he planned to go out to find him.

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Opening a new one~ I want to try a new way of writing this time~ And because it is an apocalyptic text, I will warn you first~ Humans are emotional animals, emotion and reason coexist, and the logic of behavior is an elastic line, which is not static. The style of handling things and the logic of behavior It will fluctuate up and down in a small range according to various factors such as emotion and environment. If you can't accept it, you can choose to watch it carefully~