Survival Paradox [Infinite]

Ji Jingzhe opened his eyes and found himself sitting in the car.

He glanced out the window, and there was a speeding highway outside.

The sky is about to be bright, with a bit of blue that belongs to the night.

He was a little dazed.

Parents were sitting in the front row, father was driving, mother was watching a drama with earphones, the two chatted from time to time, and they were talking about the "national football tragedy" a few days ago-the national football team lost 1:5 to Thailand at home.My mother arched her body with laughter, and my father also laughed and cursed. The car body shook slightly, but was quickly pulled back to the normal track.

Ji Jingzhe's heart flickered, his heartbeat was fast, and he had a very ominous premonition.

He didn't know why this happened.

He looked at everything in the car—the pouting girl, Rainbow Little Cloud, and the little yellow family stuck on the air conditioner, all of which were his mother’s girlish hearts; The "Safe Talisman" came, shaking slightly with the driving of the vehicle; the two lumbar pillows on the back seat, one blue and one yellow, were bought by their family at IKEA; he sat on the left and right of the back row His game console and earphones lay horizontally, and his basketball was placed under the seat...

There is no problem.

This is his family's car, with his parents sitting in front, and the time is 6:51 in the morning.

They set off early in the morning to visit their grandpa in Yunquan Village. Grandpa called back and said that the lychee trees he had planted were edible.

His mother smiled, looked back at him, and said, "Congchong woke up?"

His body answered on its own: "Don't call me Chongchong!"

"Okay, okay, don't bark, don't bark." Mom unscrewed the thermos cup and handed it over, "Do you want to drink chrysanthemum tea?"

His body is still rebellious: "I don't like drinking chrysanthemum tea."

Mom: "Do you want to eat dried tofu?"

He said, "Yes."

When he started to eat, his mother turned to his father and said, "He is so angry that he can do whatever he wants."

His father said: "Then if my son doesn't follow me, who will he follow?"

"If you want me to tell you, it's true." His mother also peeled off a piece of dried tofu and began to eat, "It's too early to go..."

His father said: "Today is the weekend, why don't we get this road blocked earlier?"

His mother: "It's not so early!"

With that said, they drove into a tunnel.

Ji Jingzhe was chewing dried tofu while looking out the window, but when he entered the tunnel, his eyes suddenly went dark, and his heart skipped a few beats.

He sat in the middle of the back row, staring at the road ahead.

The tunnel was dark and long, and there was no light in front of it.

Suddenly, he saw something flashing in front of him.

Not the kind of "flicker" that refers to "brightness", but speed.

It was something darker than darkness, with a clear outline.

The hairs all over his body exploded.

That thing is so strange, it's not the kind of "fast" that cats and puppies suddenly rush past the car, but more like flashing across the game screen, appearing and disappearing suddenly in the center of the screen. A burning black hole is left in the retina.

what is that?

He thought hard, and suddenly saw a little red in front of him.

It's the taillight of the car in front. It's very tall, probably a big car.

His heartbeat suddenly started beating like a motor.

He wanted to speak, but his body shackled him, and he "struggled" crazily, fighting against his body like a ghost crushing a bed, covered in cold sweat.

Finally, he broke through, broke through the shackles of his body, and blurted out: "Stop!"

His father's hand trembled, and the direction of the car violently twisted. His father managed to stabilize the square plate, and he felt lingering fear, and then he was furious: "Ji Jingzhe, what are you doing?"

He didn't know either, but he had a strong premonition somewhere, and he almost cried: "Stop!"

"Are you crazy? How can you park on the highway?" his father said. "And you can't park in the tunnel!"

He panted, calmed down a little, and then said: "Then drive slowly...stay away from the car in front, and pull over after exiting the tunnel."

What his father wanted to say was stopped by his mother.

After leaving the tunnel for 200 meters, the car pulled over and stopped.

His father turned his face back and asked him, "What's the matter?"

He wanted to say nothing, but suddenly felt that his father's voice became distant and blurred, and the whole picture in front of him was also blurred and dissolved. He was terrified and stretched out his hand to grab his parents, but everything dissolved and turned into colors swamp, into which he too was sucked.

"Ding--"

The coffee cup in his hand hit the chassis, and it contained white milk.

He realized that he had just lost his mind.

He thought about the 15-year-old thing again - or fantasy.

On the eve of that day, grandpa called to say that the lychees at home were ripe and asked them to go back and eat.It happened to be another weekend, and both parents were free, so they decided to go back to their hometown.His father was afraid of traffic jams, so he insisted on leaving at 5:30 in the morning.

But that day was Wei Chi's game day in Los Angeles, and he watched the live broadcast all night, that is to say, he actually stayed up all night that day.

All along, he has great confidence in Wei Chi, Wei Chi is omnipotent in his heart, and this competition is the same.

But he didn't expect Wei Chi to fail sometimes.

He didn't know how Wei Chi felt, in short, he felt that the sky was falling.

But then, he realized that Wei Chi would probably be more sad than him.

The more he thought about it, the sadder he became, and the more he thought about it, the sadder he became, and he was so sad that he didn't want to do anything, so he went back to bed, and he didn't want to go back to his hometown.

He is currently in the rebellious period of the second year of middle school. He just doesn't want to do things that he doesn't want to do, and his parents can't do anything about him.

He thus escaped the car accident.

"Why do you think of these things again at this time? You have imagined so many details." He thought, "I probably miss them too much."

"Congchong, why are you in a daze?" His mother called him behind him, "Hurry up and pack up, get ready to go!"

He turned around in disbelief and saw his mother.

That was... the very young and beautiful mother on the last day that stayed in his memory.

what happened?Is it a dream again?

Suddenly, he realized that the coffee cup in his hand...was the coffee cup he used when he graduated from junior high school. The first time I went to IKEA to buy it together with the lumbar pillow.

It was broken by him later.

……wrong.

Which comes later?

He rushed to the toilet.

His dad was brushing his teeth, startled by him, and asked him inarticulately what are you doing, he squeezed to his dad and looked at himself in the mirror.

——It looks like 15 years old.

He walked out of the toilet in a trance, and suddenly heard a little sound from his bedroom.

"...you have genius ideas and experiments with a huge amount of computation, even today's 'observation'..."

He ran into the bedroom and found that the laptop that had been live broadcasting all night was still working dutifully. The camera cut to the big screen at the game site, and a line of green "CONNECTED" flickered slightly.

"...Success!" A voice-over exclaimed excitedly, "You have succeeded! Congratulations! Wei Chi!"

It can be said that Ji Jingzhe's English is terrible, but at this moment, he understood everything.

Why?Why did it work?

But he clearly remembers...

His mother poked her head in: "What's wrong?"

His body was full of pride, and he happily replied: "Wei Chi's experiment was successful! He must be the champion!"

He quickly tidied himself up, and happily followed his parents out the door.

Then onto the highway again.

This time, he stopped after he had seen the exit of the tunnel.

He saw the flashing black figure again, but this time he still couldn't see what it was.

The car stopped on the side of the road, his parents both turned around and asked worriedly: "What's wrong?"

The world dissolves again.

He went back to yesterday's all-night moment, when other players were reporting, he was playing a mobile game.

Time is still moving forward, and things are going on like this again.

This time, he stopped after he had already left the tunnel.

The world dissolves again.

He came back to his senses, facing the laptop, he was opening the live broadcast of the game that Wei Chi participated in.

Things happen again.

After he exited the tunnel, he stopped his father when he was less than 500 meters away from the truck in front.

This time, he saw clearly the flashing black figure—it seemed to be a man in a cloak holding a scythe.

Like...like "Grim Reaper".

The world dissolves again.

He couldn't count how many times this kind of thing happened again, his spirit gradually became numb, and he saw the black shadow more and more clearly in flashes again and again.

……

He was getting more and more confused and doubting himself more and more.He didn't know how old he was, where he stopped, which world he was in, and what happened to him?

Is it a dream?

Which layer is the dream?

He clearly remembers... clearly remembers... remembers himself already?Do you remember that you are about to finish high school with Wei Chi?Immediately, the college entrance examination is coming soon?

Wasn't he on the boulevard in high school when he was sure he liked Wei Chi?

Are those his fantasies?

Could it be... is he trapped at the age of 15?

Everything after that is fake?

For the last time, he was still sitting in that car and saw the "Grim Reaper".

His spirit has been strained to the limit, and his whole body is completely in a trance. In a flash of divine effort, he failed to issue a warning in advance, and just watched the crumbling truck roll down towards them like a collapsed tall building in the last days——

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When he became conscious again, he felt severe pain from his flesh/body.

He couldn't tell where it hurt, there was almost no place where it didn't hurt, the pain was so painful that he didn't even have the energy to cry.

He regained his eyesight a little bit, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him. He heard the sounds of various instruments. Although each sounded quite orderly, because there were too many types, it seemed very noisy.

He wanted to speak, but couldn't make a sound, and it took him a long time to realize that his mouth was full, and all kinds of pipes filled his throat, and he doubted if there was anything good in him .

He lived like this for a long time, neither human nor ghost, he didn't know the exact time, but at least in his feeling, it has been a long, long, long, long time, he has never experienced such an experience in his life ——In a void of whiteness, so much time is spent in vain.

Finally, one day, the whiteness of his face cracked, and he saw the world again.

"Ji Jingzhe." Someone was gently stroking his face, "You're awake."

He saw Wei Chi's tearful face, shrouded in a layer of hazy white light, so unreal, like a god in heaven.

Hear the god say, "I miss you so much."