Survival Paradox [Infinite]

[Do you have extra memories for no reason? ]

[It feels like there is an extra memory, what's going on? ]

[Can human memory be extracted? ]

[The happiest thing in memory]

[The most effective memory method]

[memory reconstruction]

[law of memory]

[organ memory]

……

[I feel that the people around me are not the people around me but just have the same face]

[I feel that everyone around me is in a different dimension]

[People around me feel different from what I thought]

……

[Does the multiverse really exist? ]

[Difference between Parallel World and Parallel Universe]

[World Theory]

[material world]

[Does the other world really exist? ]

[Evidence that humans have become extinct in 2012]

[Scientists explain that death is not terrible]

……

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It was already late at night, and only a small desk lamp was turned on in the room, and the fluorescent blue light from the laptop illuminated his face.

It was already 02:30 in the morning, he just woke up from the neuralgia in the nasal bone, and couldn't fall asleep, so he simply turned on the computer to check the information.

The web interface was displayed on the screen, dozens of hundreds of new windows were opened, the level of cumbersomeness was just like his current disorganized heart.

This kind of aimless search rarely finds real information, and nine out of ten are ghost stories made up by netizens. He just can't sleep.

"&%&*&￥%...&%*..."

Suddenly, an abrupt piece of music sounded in the silence, accompanied by the hissing sound of poor electrical contact, as if someone was struggling to speak.

He was so frightened that his heart sank suddenly, and his whole body froze for half a second.

Immediately, he saw the black shadow on the computer screen.

——It was the "Grim Reaper" who had appeared countless times in his "nightmare".

But this time, instead of flashing by again, it stayed there.

He had a strong feeling - it was watching him.And, it seems to have something to say.

Fear activated his brain cells. On the one hand, he was frightened all over, and on the other hand, he was concentrating on it, looking at the black figure, waiting for what it would say.

For a moment, he seemed to be bewitched, as if he couldn't feel anything, and was about to fall into that shadow...

Suddenly a voice came from behind: "What are you doing?"

Waking up suddenly, he felt his heart almost collapsed.

He was covered in white sweat, turned his head, and saw a person standing upright behind him, he identified it for a while, smelled a little familiar shower gel, and recognized that it was Wei Chi.

His voice cracked a bit: "...you, what are you doing here now? What time are you looking at?"

Wei Chi's height has already exceeded 1.8 meters. Standing behind him, the light can barely reach his face.

"I had a dream..." Wei Chi said in a low voice, "I want to come and see you."

He didn't know what else to say: "Oh..."

Suddenly, he realized another thing, the white sweat that had just gone down a little bit rose again.

He couldn't let Wei Chi see what he was looking for.

But...but...Wei Chi has already seen it, right?

How to do?

Unplug the power?

No, this is a laptop...

Wei Chi suddenly bent down, his chin passed over his shoulder, and he reached out and pressed his mouse, his voice was close to his ear: "What are you looking at?"

He replied awkwardly: "No, nothing..."

He stared blankly at his computer.

"Brewing?" Wei Chi seemed a little surprised, turning his head slightly to look at him, "Are you interested?"

He suppressed the shock in his heart, nodded, almost biting his tongue: "Yeah."

On the computer, the one hundred windows he had just opened disappeared, and only the admissions advertisement of a foreign university was displayed, and he didn't recognize a few words at all.There is also a video on the advertisement interface, a group of young people in British tuxedos laugh wantonly in a classical campus, some are playing symphony, some are drinking red wine, some are riding horses, and the soundtrack of Gothic style is playing on the stereo.

His heart was beating wildly, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief. His heart was very dangerous, probably because he accidentally clicked on this advertisement when he clicked on the one hundred web pages just now. Sound, that is.

Unexpectedly, it was nonsense, but only three weeks later, Wei Chi handed over the admission letter from that school to him, and then packed him up and sent him to England.

While thinking, Wei Chi is still so omnipotent, and at the same time, he felt a sense of relief for no reason because he could stay away from Wei Chi.

He then began his academic career at Heriot-Watt University.

He would still keep in touch with Dr. Jin sometimes. Once, when Dr. Jin went back to the mountain where the nursing home was located for an outing, he met Bai Yueguang who came out for a walk next door, and they quickly became friends.

Wei Chi stayed in China, but often flew to England to find him.

I don’t do anything when I come here, just live in his room, read books, cook, go out for a walk with him, and sometimes follow him to attend lectures and go to the library together.

He would often feel that those "dreams" in the past were really just dreams. He had indeed damaged his brain in a car accident, and those inexplicable fantasies came out of his brain... and Wei Chi, day after day, took care of him and provided for him. Some inevitable changes have taken place in the three years of fear, but is it Wei Chi's fault?

But on rare occasions, he was still afraid of some of Wei Chi's eyes.

Those inadvertent gazes were like frozen three-foot needles, piercing his retina, his nerves, and his heart, leaving an indelible fear and severe cold in his soul.

He would always irresistibly compare Wei Chi to the one in the "dream"... On the campus of the attached high school, he always had a stinky face but a high-spirited face, and when he looked at him, he looked disgusted but the corners of his mouth were always curled up. , On that boulevard with green sunshine, he was compared with that Wei Chi whose back of his hand was touching the back of his hand....

A world of difference.

At the end of the first semester, Wei Chi gave him a suit.

At the end of the first school year, Wei Chi gave him a watch.

At the end of the third semester, Wei Chi gave him a pair of Italian handmade custom-made leather shoes.

At the end of the second school year, Wei Chi gave him a car.

He didn't dare not accept it, but he didn't dare to use it.

His feelings for Wei Chi are very complicated.

He has had, and only had, erotic dreams related to Wei Chi.Sometimes I miss him very suddenly and very strongly.Will count the days until he comes.Sometimes I'm afraid of him.

He also often feels guilty - Wei Chi treats him like this, but he is actually afraid of him?Is it a bit too wolf-hearted?

Dr. Jin also helped him analyze: "People are greedy, your consciousness creates a perfect image of Wei Chi for yourself that is completely in line with your imagination, but you must know that no one can be perfect. Consistent with the imagination."

So... the source of all this pain, doubt and fear is his greed?

During the vacation at the end of the fifth semester, Wei Chi accompanied him on a "pre-graduation trip", and they traveled around Europe together.

The backs of their hands touched by the Manchester canal.

It was winter, everything was silver and white, only Wei Chi's red scarf was like the only color in the world, burning like a flame.

He and Wei Chi looked at each other.

Maybe it was frozen, maybe it was reflected, Wei Chi's lips were redder than that scarf.

Wei Chi looked up at him, tears slowly rolling down his face.

He was completely dazed, his mind was even blanker than this snow field, he should have asked Wei Chi why he was crying, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Wei Chi stood on tiptoe slightly, held his face, and kissed him.

Gently, cautiously, and indistinctly.

Wei Chi's lips were as red as fire, but the kiss was like a lump of ice.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, hanging in the middle of Wei Chi's face, like a burning black hole.

He backed away in a panic.

Wei Chi's tears flowed more fiercely, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

But he couldn't care less about anything.

He looked away, and found that the black shadow hadn't disappeared. It turned out that it didn't appear on Wei Chi's face, but on his retina. Wherever he looked, the black shadow appeared in the center of the screen. Eyes can't do anything.

This situation lasted for several 10 minutes.

A month later, that black shadow appeared before his eyes again, this time it lasted for half a day.

Three months later, it lasted three days.

Later, it seemed to be a normality, no doctor could see the clue, it could only be explained as some kind of neurological sequelae.

After graduation, he returned to China.

When he was almost used to the black shadow's presence from time to time and could coexist peacefully with it, "Reaper" spoke.

He made a deal with "Reaper".

He sold a part/body and kept some secrets in exchange for the chance to "go back".

On November 11 last year, he implemented his long-planned plan.

When he woke up from another death he had personally created, there was a large circle of excited medical staff in front of him, and the leader was Dr. Jin, who didn't know him.

There was no Wei Chi in this circle, but he was relieved.

After three months of rehabilitation treatment, he dragged a big red suitcase, and returned to his hometown in a well-groomed and beautified manner.

At the door of the house where he has lived since birth, he met Wei Chi.

Wei Chi punched him to the ground, and then walked away.

He was lying on the ground, looking at the sky, grinning and crying bitterly.

—He's back, he's really back.

——He was sure, he could recognize it at a glance, it was his Wei Chi.

After five years of misfortune, magic, temptation, and fragmented dreams, he finally lived up to the years he had lived in real life and his dull and stubborn persistence. He finally returned to his real hometown and met the person he dreamed of .

I saw that, in the billions and trillions of universes, the only boy who grew up with him.

As long as, as long as this is the case, as long as he can be with him, then he is not afraid of anything.

He opened his eyes.

The picture in the dream quickly flashed back in his mind, and he exhaled slowly, thanking himself for returning again.

Compared with being left in a world that doesn't belong to you at all, becoming a "ghost of death" and fighting thousands of demons and ghosts with a scythe is nothing at all.

He turned his head slightly and saw the face of his lover beside the hospital bed.

As long as this is the case... as long as you can stay in the same world with him, hold his hand, and see his smile, everything is worth it.

Wei Chi held his hand, looked into his eyes, and smiled at him.

"You're awake." Wei Chi's face was shrouded in a layer of hazy white light, with blurred outlines, like a phantom of heaven, "I miss you very much."

He froze for a moment, wanting to say that your voice is fine?But the next moment, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

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Shuo Shu had just sent Wei Chi to the ward, watched the time and ate a couple of bites, only to hear the rattling noise of the instruments in the ward.

He rushed in with the doctors and nurses, and saw Ji Jingzhe turned over under the bed in a frail body, and the pipes connected to his body were ripped apart.

He followed the medical staff over to press people.

Ji Jingzhe had just had his chest opened and then his head opened. In the past two months, he has often tried on the edge of the gate of hell, and he has lost dozens of pounds. It is reasonable to say that he should be too weak to be weak, but at this time, he almost didn't take it seriously. Ji Jingzhe pressed it.

Ji Jingzhe was like a dying beast, his entire spirit was driven into madness, and he roared furiously and fearfully:

"He's not Wei Chi!"

"He's not Wei Chi!"

"Take him away! Take him away! He's not Wei Chi!"

Shuo Shu's heart felt cold, and he subconsciously looked at Wei Chi, but just as he turned his face away, he was blocked by a subordinate.Shuoshu was about to get angry, when the subordinate handed over a phone and said, "Specialist! It's an emergency!"

He didn't know what situation could be more urgent than here, and he was still planning to curse, so the subordinate added: "It's related to the important contact of 441!"

Shuo Shu held back his breath and picked up the phone, Wei Yuan's roar came from the other end of the phone:

"Something went wrong! Something must have gone wrong!"

"Where is this? I want to go home!"

Another voice said, "This is the police station!"

Wei Yuan turned a deaf ear and continued to shout: "You are not my father! You are not my mother either! Fuck! Who paid for you to play me like this? Fuck!"

"Where's my wife? Where's my daughter?"

"Let me out! Hurry up and find my daughter, what are you doing keeping me here?"

"Where is this?!"

He turned to his subordinates, and was about to listen to the report, when his scalp went numb, and he heard another phone ringing, very close at hand.

It was Wei Chi's phone ringing.

Before he had time to think about it, he pushed aside the subordinate in front of him, and snatched the phone from Wei Chi's hand.

pick up.

Gao Qiusuo shouted at the top of his voice, "Wei Chi! I've got it out! I've got it out! Damn it!"

He raised his head and met Wei Chi's eyes as black as an abyss.

In the background sound, Ji Jingzhe was still going crazy, it seemed that some machine had been knocked down, and a series of metal crackling, exclamation, and roaring sounded together.

It's messed up, everything is messed up.