old cosmic particle

An Xiuwen felt that Yuanci's street was a bit unusual, but he couldn't tell what went wrong.The street trees are covered with dry dust, and the two big banyan trees in Banyan Square are covered with red cloth strips and small colored flags. The huge canopy breaks the sunlight and shines on the long street in mottled patterns.An Xiuwen bought a bunch of candied haws from a stall under the banyan tree, and inspected the pedestrians and alleys as he walked.

May [-]st, Labor Day, a rare holiday.

Although he was not familiar with the faces of everyone on the street, he knew that they were residents of Yuanci. They had been living in a small city in southern China for many years. They had a familiar aura, which he could tell at a glance.

When An Xiuwen passed the cobbler alley, a tall man strode out from the alley. He stood in front of An Xiuwen and said, "My little friend, I have something to ask you."

This young man has long hair, tied back his head, blue eyes, a foreigner, wearing a windbreaker, he speaks Chinese very fluently, his pronunciation is as standard as the people on TV.An Xiuwen looked up at him, biting the candied haws, and said inarticulately, "What's the matter?"

The foreigner took out a photo from his pocket, "Have you seen it?"

An Xiuwen looked at the photo carefully, with tea-colored hair and gray-green eyes, he thought for a while before answering, "Why are you looking for this person? Did he run away from home?"

"He's a wanted man, he's committed all sorts of crimes, and he's bubbling." The foreigner said, "I've been following him for a long time. If you know him, please don't cover him up. This is a crime."

An Xiuwen was taken aback, and then he thought about it, maybe it was a prank, and he said to the foreigner, "Are you a detective? Or the FBI?"

"I'm the police, the space police."

An Xiuwen shrugged, and spit out two seeds into the palm of his hand, "I seem to have seen it somewhere, can you give me a call? I'll think about it when I get home, and I'll call you when I think about it."

The foreigner smiled inexplicably, and said, "I don't have such a thing."

"Then how can I contact you, Uncle Police?"

The foreigner took out another thumb-sized machine from his pocket, translucent gray, with blue lines of light flowing on it.

"What is this?" An Xiuwen was a little surprised.

"Here, if you see him, press the square in the middle and you can contact me."

"It looks so high-tech, walkie-talkie?"

The foreigner didn't answer, he patted An Xiuwen's head and walked forward.An Xiuwen saw the foreigners walking away until they disappeared into the crowd and buildings, so he called Mo Shiguang.Twenty minutes later, Mo Shiguang rode his motorcycle and stopped beside An Xiuwen. An Xiuwen handed Mo Shiguang the novelty machine, and An Xiuwen said, "It seems like I'm making a movie."

Mo Shiguang sneered, "It's still a sci-fi movie, the one that's so stupid and rated at most two stars." He stuffed the machine into his trouser pocket, and then said, "It's going to be the end of the world, do you believe it or not?"

An Xiuwen said excitedly, "That means we don't need the college entrance examination? That's great."

"Are you stupid?" After Mo Shiguang finished speaking, he turned the car and drove towards Beifeng Street. He didn't have Si Nian's home last year, so he went to the Public Security Bureau to get his ID card that he had just obtained.When he got his ID card, he held the small card. He sat on the locomotive and stared at the words on it for a long time in a daze.He has an ID card, which means he is an adult, but what's the use, the world is going to disappear, if Nian Sinian didn't lie to him.

He took out the communication machine that might come from the future from his trouser pocket. It was small and exquisite, and there was still time on it. It was November 3399, 11, at 29:18, and the weather was fine. At the end of the 05th century, this world is only at the beginning of the 34st century.Mo Shiguang doesn't quite understand why after more than 21 years, he and the residents of Yuanci haven't died, and Jay Chou hasn't died either. He was still holding a concert a few days ago, and many people from different regions are still updating on Weibo. state.

Mo Shiguang posted a Weibo, only two words, silly dick. Less than 1 minute, Nian Si Nian commented, why not stupid?Mo Shiguang replied to him, stupid.Nian Sinian sent him a smiling emoji.

After a while, someone called him, he thought it was Nian Si Nian, but it turned out to be Mo Shiai.Mo Shiai said on the other end of the phone, are you free?Come pick me up, I'm on the high-speed rail.Mo Shiguang asked his father for the car keys. When passing by Nian Sinian's community, he saw Nian Sinian carrying a bag of food. He didn't stop or say hello, and sped all the way to Rainbow Avenue.

On the night of May 11st, Mo Shiguang spent at Nian Sinian's house.He rang the doorbell of Nian Sinian's house at 30:[-] in the evening. He had the key, but he just wanted to see Nian Sinian come to open the door, with short fluffy hair, doubtful eyes, and a heart-pounding smile .

"You ignored me today." Nian Sinian said.

Mo Shiguang closed the door, "I'll take care of it."

"You were driving your dad's car and passed by me. I saw it, but you didn't call me, and you even gasped and raised the windows."

Mo Shiguang was at a loss for words, he hugged Nian Sinian, "Hug me."

Nian Sinian reached behind his back to touch Mo Shiguang's hand. He looked relieved, "Scare me, I thought you took a knife."

"I won't kill you now."

Nian Si Nian Hui hugged him, "You haven't answered me, come with me?"

"You are a wanted criminal, I want to call the police and arrest you." Mo Shiguang said sullenly.

"Catch, catch."

Mo Shiguang slept well that night, Nian Sinian's embrace was warm, and there was a certain fragrance, like the air on a rainy day, he liked it very much.

Mo Shiguang pressed the communication device at ten o'clock in the morning on May [-]nd, and he had just stepped out of Nian Si Nian's house.

It was at this time that the disaster began to erupt. It didn’t last long, a full 24 hours. Everything seemed to be traceable, but if you look closely, you will feel that something is not right.People were yelling hysterically, it's crazy, stop, stop, this is a vicious crime, you're going to be shot, and they were yelling emotionally, 'Fuck your mother, this is so exciting, so exciting and cool.

The Sun Hotel bears the brunt of a fire that was committed by two middle-aged women.One is a female worker at a gas station and the other is a convenience store owner. Although they also have doubts about the rumors about the Sun Hotel, they firmly believe in their husband's cheating and sexual behavior.They vowed to burn down every chicken shop.They were driving an urban off-road vehicle with big tires, with seven or eight barrels of gasoline and their husband's corpse on the pallet, and two plastic bags full of lighters in the back seat.When they set the Sun Hotel on fire, they were surrounded by passers-by. None of them called the police. They cheered and shouted, awesome!They raised their mobile phones, recorded videos, took pictures, and posted them on Weibo and Moments.The owner of the Sun Hotel rushed out. She was the only one in the hotel. She yelled at the perpetrator and asked for help from the people around her.Someone was helping her put out the fire, someone was whistling, and Zhang Huimei's music, "Fire", was played on a portable speaker.Someone asked her, where is the top brand in your store?Come out with the lead card and yo, let's open our eyes.

Fuck you, fuck you, she cursed savagely.Someone gloats back at her, cheating on your father's dick, cheating on your sister's shit, shit... what?What else is there besides forcing?

And Mimi, said the person next to him holding up his phone.

Thanks, fuck your sister's fucking tits, fuck your brother's fucking... Uh, what else but dick?

chrysanthemum.

People shouted together, fuck your mother's dick, fuck your dad's dick, fuck your sister's tits, fuck your brother's ass.They were in high spirits, as if they were shouting some kind of sectarian slogan.

The owner of the Sun Hotel couldn't take it anymore, she braved the raging flames, went into the kitchen of the hotel, holding her nose, grabbed two burning kitchen knives, and ran out again, standing alone in front of the huge flames, ignoring He has already licked the flames at the ends of her skirt and hair behind him.She said, without your mother's force and your father's dick, how can you be born like a dog?Keep your mouth clean for me, and be careful of going to hell after death.

People were amused by her words, what time is this, do you still believe in hell?Do you still believe that a Bodhisattva will come to save you later?Then go and plant a few sticks of incense for your bodhisattva, and bless you to be promoted and rich, and sleep all over the world [Gài].

During their confrontation, the criminal duo had already driven their city cross-country to the next chicken shop, where they set fire to the Yuan thorns.

The fire has spread to both sides, and people are busy taking pictures and discussing the shape of the flames, the burning point, and the direction of the wind.They said, hurry up, the wind is just right, it can lift my hair, take a picture for me, and remember to take a picture of the fire behind.Only He Yunjie, who happened to be passing by, dialed 119. He was stunned by the scene in front of him. It seemed that the place gradually engulfed by the fire had become a scenic spot, and the burnt man had become a mascot doll.People laughed, posed in various poses, and had fun taking photos with them.He Yunjie was so scared that he cried. He called Xia Qianqian and found that Xia Qianqian was not far in front of him.

Xia Qianqian held a portable speaker in her left hand and a mobile phone in her right hand. She played Marilyn Manson's "Rock Is Dead" and encouraged people to dance to the rhythm of the music.Whoa, she's screaming, I can tell she's excited, get up, Rockisdeaderthandead, Shockisallinyourhead, Rock.

He Yunjie strode over and grabbed her wrist firmly. She turned her head, her eyes were no longer frenzied, only some kind of brewing emotion, she said, we are immortal.

The weather on this day is unbelievably good, there is no cloud at all, every kind of blue in the world is spread and dyed in the Yuanci sky, pure and clean, the most beautiful blue is here.But the residents of Yuanci have no interest in admiring and praising. The events under the sky are brighter, more restless than blue, and more impactful than blue.It has countless colors, and they are mixed together, like the plasticine I played with when I was a child. When I put 12 colors together, it becomes gray and dirty, like a septic tank, the color of disgusting.