[Zhongyingmei] The beating heart

"Uh...here is...where?"

When Bea opened her eyes, all she saw was darkness.She had a splitting headache and couldn't even stand up. Everywhere in her body hurt, and it felt as if her bones were about to break when she moved.She supported her head and looked left and right, but she could see nothing but endless darkness.If it weren't for the fact that she could see her own hands and body, she would suspect that she was blind.But if there is really no light at all here, why can Beer still see herself?

Bill couldn't think of anything.She sat there enduring a headache and thinking hard.Think about how you got here.But after thinking about it for a long time, she only remembered that she seemed to be in a hurry.She raised her left wrist to look at the watch above, it was 15:[-].Wait, is the second hand not moving?broken?

Beau tapped the transparent face of the watch, but the second hand remained motionless.Forget it... She gave up and put down her hands, and continued to think about the things before she came here.Well, I am in a hurry.Why are you in a hurry?Why are you in a hurry... 15:15... um... ah!correct! !Because I'm going to be late! !It takes at least an hour to get to work in the city center from my apartment and [-] minutes to work! !If he is late again, the bald supervisor will definitely tell him to go out! !

Thinking of this, Bi'er jumped up from the ground, ignoring another wave of dizziness in her head, she began to try to get out of this dark place.But there was nothing around, no people, no sound, and likewise no end.After walking for a while, Bea had to stop.The darkness was so vast that she didn't even know if she was moving.A sense of fear welled up in my heart.How did I get here?Bea began to think again.Come to think of it, the last thing I remember...

Bi'er lowered her head slightly, thinking carefully, she quickly shuttled on the busy street, looked at her watch, it was 15:[-], it was too late!I'm going to be late again!Bill quickened her pace.It's very windy today.very cold.The wind slowly grows more menacing and more powerful as it weaves through the buildings, as if deliberately holding back its own progress.Bier covered her eyes with her hands to prevent the sand from being blown in by the wind, and then continued to run forward. She saw the subway station in front of her, but at this moment, Bier bumped into a passerby. She came across from Bier, Also very anxious, they bumped into each other, and the books and documents in the girl's hands were scattered all over the floor!Bea was desperate at the time, and she gave up because she was bound to be late this time.So she knelt down to help the girls pick up those books together, but the wind blew up the files, and Bea stood up to grab one that flew up, and at this moment——

"Ah!! Be careful!!!"

The passerby next to him suddenly screamed, Bi'er glanced at it strangely, she subconsciously looked up, it only took nearly two seconds, and she used only a momentary thought, Bi'er pushed away and was still squatting on the ground. Child, for two seconds, she couldn't run away, and then—

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!"

"Someone is crushed below!! Call an ambulance!!!"

pain.All of a sudden Bea was full of severe pain, her eyes were red, she looked at her hand, it was covered in blood, her head hurt like it was splitting, yeah...maybe it really split , She couldn't stand anymore, fell to the ground, her legs seemed to be broken into several pieces and lay on the ground weakly, she remembered everything, she...she was crushed by the billboard that fell from the tall building.So, then... am I dead now?Here is heaven?Or hell?Why is it so painful... the dead don't feel pain anymore?Why is it like this...It hurts, it hurts...Who...Who is coming...

"Okay, it's okay, Bea. Hey... Bea, it's okay."

Suddenly a gentle voice sounded beside her ears, Bi'er raised her head hesitantly, a man she had never seen before squatted in front of her, smiling gently at herself, he said: "It's all right now. It won't hurt anymore. .It hurts because you haven't remembered yet. Think about it soon and you'll be fine."

"Remember...?" Remember what?Bi'er didn't know, she looked at the person in front of her eyes with tears in her eyes. Although she had never seen him before, she gave herself an unprecedented intimacy.who is he?What does he want to remember...?

"Sybil Dawn... died at 56:[-]."

As if telling himself the answer, such a sentence came from somewhere far away.Bi'er's eyes widened in surprise, she was dead, already... dead?In an instant, all the pain on my body disappeared, and all the cracked skin and fractures healed.She looked at her hand in disbelief: "I... am I dead...?"

"Yes, I'm very sorry, Bea. You're dead." said the man beside him, still smiling gently, "but don't be afraid. I'm here to meet you."

"But... who are you?" Bi'er put down her hand and turned to look at the man in front of her, "Are you God? Or a ghost?"

"Neither," the man replied, and he said, "Look at me, Bea, you should remember me. You should know who I am."

Bi'er looked at him strangely, thinking hard, observing his appearance carefully.He was wearing an old light brown overcoat, and an old cowboy hat that was a bit out of date—when Bea saw this, the man took his hat off, revealing short, slightly messy light blond hair.He had a gentle smile, but his razor-colored eyes showed a little sharp light, his white shirt was buttoned up a few times casually, and all kinds of ammunition and weapons were tied to his belt. Holding an old-fashioned long pole.A name came to Bea's mind, but she was a little afraid to say it because it wasn't real, it couldn't be real.

Even if he is dead.It is impossible for that person to appear in front of him.Because he doesn't exist at all.never existed.Almost no one knows who he is except himself.And now, I almost forgot his name.But the man looked at him expectantly, as if urging him to say that name.

"Rand... Captain Turing...?" Beer hesitated to say the name.She didn't even remember if it was such a combination.Beer was once an unknown novelist, and she exhausted all her energies just to let the characters she created be known, but when she handed over the story of the distant future with Captain Lant Turing as the main character to her editor At that time, Captain Turing was ruthlessly dismissed.The story never came out.Beau didn't have the courage to try again.After that, Beer wrote many, many stories, but in the end she only got herself to give up.She changed to a more reliable job.And Captain Turing...is her first story.is the protagonist of her first novel.Nobody knew about Captain Turing, except Beau herself.

"Sure enough, you still remember me. I knew...you would remember." Captain Turing smiled happily, his glasses were narrowed into a line, curved, very good-looking, Beer had never thought of it He was so good-looking.

"But why? Why... are you here?"

"I need your help." Captain Turing stretched out his hand and helped Bea who was sitting on the ground up. "We need your help."

"I, how can I help you? I'm... already dead?" Bi'er looked up at Captain Turing. She still couldn't believe that Captain Turing was standing in front of her, so she raised her hand and touched the captain. Touched Captain Turing's chest - this part is a bit delicate - true!And it still has temperature! !

"..." Captain Turing was a little surprised, but he didn't mind. Instead, he smiled and held Bea's hand, "I am real. Don't doubt it. Since you wrote my story, I am real It's gone."

"Yes, I'm sorry ==!" Bi'er quickly withdrew her hand, and she said, "That...you said you need help...?"

"Well, we all need your help. All people like me who became real because of someone's ideal or desire. We all need your help." The smile on Captain Turing's face turned into a deep smile. He said, "Because there are many, many people, they are finally... forgotten. More and more people are forgotten, and those who are not forgotten are gradually disappearing. Our world is about to collapse. .”

The author has something to say:

This Captain Turing... is actually the hero of a novel that the author has never published before.Well... it doesn't matter anyway... Thank you for your support.

I don’t know if you think the speed of time travel is too slow?The reunion hasn't appeared yet, so hurry up!The author can understand such a mood, but the author wants to pave the way for the plot as much as possible, so as to leave a foreshadowing for future development.