I'm Not Shouldering This Blame

It was so dark outside the window that in fact it wouldn't light up.

Time completely stopped as the clock showed, and the entire community, the entire city, and possibly even people in the entire world disappeared.The dawn cannot replace the night, and the nightmare has no end.

Jian Hua lowered his eyes slowly, sitting motionless with his back against the wall.

This is the most energy-saving way, and home is the most familiar and safest environment for him.

It has been two days and two nights since the elevator incident in the film city - this is Jian Hua's estimation based on the speed of his physical loss. He returned home that night and found a more terrible news.Because of the reaction to quitting smoking, Jian Hua felt hungry in the movie theater. Even though the strange things happened, he still had to fill his stomach before thinking of a solution.As a result, the pot on the stove couldn't boil water, and it didn't help to replace it with a rice cooker.

If you can't cook food, eat it raw.After crushing and swallowing half a pack of biscuits and a piece of instant noodles, the hunger is still burning, as if I have never eaten anything.

You can't communicate with the outside world, you can't find people, and you can't satisfy your hunger with food.

This feeling is like being abandoned by the whole world.

Jian Hua is extremely thirsty at the moment, and his consciousness has become a little fuzzy. In the past few dozen hours, he rushed out of the house and drove to other places to find food and drinking water. He even went back to the shopping mall and happened to see the young couple I was eating crazily, throwing wrapping paper and empty bottles all around me, but I still felt hungry.

This weird and terrifying scene made Jian Hua feel chills in his heart.

He gave up looking for food and drove directly to the Linjiang Bridge. At the end of the bridge was the expressway toll booth, from where he could leave the city.

In the dark night, the lights of the toll booth were on, there was no movement on the bridge, and the cold wind was blowing. Jian Hua opened the car door and looked down at the rushing river from the side of the bridge.

He didn't want to commit suicide. Jian Hua was a person who would never voluntarily give up his life at any time, but the current predicament made him feel at a loss.

In the end, Jian Hua returned home.

Sit down against the wall, stay still, reduce physical consumption, and suppress the urge to turn on the tap and pour down your throat when you are hungry and thirsty with great perseverance.

He had seen the distorted and crazy despair in the eyes of the young couple when they were overeating.Jian Hua didn't want to become like that, eating was useless, and once he started eating, it would be difficult to control his survival instinct to continue eating.

The chaotic and fuzzy brain is still thinking about this accident.

Jian Hua vaguely felt that he—or that elevator had fallen into a time rift.

The time rift is a random name given by Jian Hua, and he can't explain the specific concept. He just thinks that all the dead things in the world stop at this second, while the living things disappear without a trace, and the people in the elevator are out of place. exception.They can alter the dead (moving or breaking objects), but the dead cannot alter the living (eating and drinking).

Jian Hua was so hungry that he had no energy at all, and his excessive thirst made double images appear in front of his eyes.

Consciousness was drowsy, and he was unable to stay awake at first, and in this half-sleeping, half-drowsy, entangled doze of pain, a subtle voice came into Jian Hua's muddled mind.

"Tick, tick..."

Steady, clear, regular.

Jian Hua slowly opened his eyes, and it took him a while to barely regain consciousness, his eyes fixed on the wall clock on the wall, the old-fashioned glass surface with black needles on a white background, at the moment the seconds were moving one by one.

23:01

To Jian Hua, the ticking sound of seconds was like the first performance of a violin in a concert. In the next few minutes, he heard the night cry of the children next door, and the faint voices of people after the game in the chess and card room of the community.

The sound of a drunken man on the top floor slanting up the stairs disturbed the neighbor's sleeping dog.

These ordinary noises are now like the sounds of nature.

Panicked by hunger, Jian Hua subconsciously wanted to stand up, walk over to open the door, or look at the window to confirm that this was not his hallucination, but his frail body did not listen at all.

Jian Hua worked hard for a long time, but not only was there no effect, his consciousness began to collapse again, and he was about to fall into a coma.

No...

With his current situation, whether he can wake up after coma is a problem, and the longer it takes, the closer he will be to death!It's hard to get through until everything is normal, how can I die like this?

Water, he wants water.

From the living room to the kitchen, there were only a few steps away, but Jian Hua couldn't get there.

He stretched out his arms in vain, this action alone took a minute, Jian Hua's eyes turned black, and he was still staring at the glass jug filled with cold water on the kitchen counter.

"boom."

The glass jug suddenly flew into the air and fell heavily to the ground.

The water flowed all over the floor, fragments splashed everywhere, and Jian Hua's right hand was also punctured. The pain cleared his mind, and he stared blankly at the glass jug that somehow ran towards him.

But he didn't have time to think about it, he quickly approached a large piece of curved vessel, lowered his head and carefully licked the remaining water with the tip of his tongue.

In Jian Hua's feeling, the water quickly penetrated and disappeared into the mouth and esophagus before it entered the stomach.The great joy made him tremble involuntarily. In that world where time was stagnant, his throat was still dry and smoky when drinking water, which had no effect at all.

He took a deep breath, then looked suspiciously at the debris on the floor, and then looked in the direction of the bedroom.There are drinks in Jian Hua's room, but it is farther away from the living room, now he is trying to grasp the feeling just now, a bottle of mineral water will roll out all the way after a few seconds.

Jian Hua paused, and the mineral water bottle jumped up on the spot again, standing upright.

After a while, the invisible force that controlled its rolling began to hold the bottle and tighten the cap——

"Crack!" The bottle cap flew up and smashed on the wall clock, unexpectedly hitting a tiny crack on the glass clock face, one can only imagine how hard it was.

The mineral water bottle floated up, stayed near Jian Hua's mouth, and tilted at an angle that was convenient for drinking. Jian Hua drank half of the bottle in one go before recovering.He relaxed his mind, and the mineral water bottle fell to the ground immediately.

"..."

Jian Hua felt that these three days had used up all his life's amazement.

Anyway, he survived, and he survived until the end of "Nightmare".Jian Hua barely stood up with his weak body, found out a few pieces of chocolate and threw them into the water glass, forcing himself to finish drinking the half-melted sticky liquid.

In the mirror, he was haggard and pale, with black and blue under his eyes.

The clothes on his body were wrinkled and covered with water stains, Jian Hua was in a terrible state of embarrassment, and he probably didn't need any makeup to play a lovelorn who committed suicide on the set.

After hastily treated the wound on his right hand, he regained some physical strength, let out hot water and took a careless bath, Jian Hua was able to mentally explore the ability to accidentally appear on his body.

The spoon of the coffee cup floated up with one of his thoughts, dangling.

The shards of glass all over the floor were also "swept" to a corner of the living room by Jian Hua.It looks very similar to the mind ability in European and American movies of the last century, floating a cup, bending a spoon, etc. It is said to be a superpower, but it is actually useless.

As long as it is not a matter of life and death, it is not troublesome to turn around and walk a few steps to get something.For Jian Hua, this kind of super power is not as good as letting him know the lightness kung fu in martial arts novels, at least the latter can make him suffer less when hanging on to Wia.

The world that suddenly returned to normal, and the strange ability that appeared afterward, made Jian Hua's tired mind not enough.

The TV was turned on, and the dog-blood soap opera, family ethics drama, Gong Dou Niangniang drama was flying all over the screen, the evening news had long since ended, and the time was still the night when the elevator accident in the studio, Jian Hua had a movie ticket stub in his jeans pocket, and the movie ended at 22:40, The shopping mall was not close to his home, and it took at least half an hour to drive, but at 23:01, he was already lying in the living room at home, almost dying of hunger and thirst.

Jian Hua wanted to go to the film studio to check the situation again, but his weak body did not allow it. Jian Hua lay on the bed and did not dare to fall asleep. He feared falling into that dark and dead world again.

Every time his eyes are closed heavily, Jian Hua will be forcibly awakened by his own will in the next second, and he struggles with the drowsiness.

In the drowsiness, the night gradually faded, and the sky was twilight.

Jian Hua was soothed by the morning light, he relaxed, and finally fell into a deep sleep, until the sun climbed high and the dazzling light shone in the room.

"Boom boom boom!"

The door was knocked vigorously, and Jian Hua frowned slightly in his sleep.

"Jian Hua! What are you doing, the phone is not connected, the car is parked downstairs, where can people go?"

The loud roar finally woke up the owner. Jian Hua opened his eyes and was in a daze for half a minute before remembering what happened yesterday.

The person who came was Jian Huafa's junior, Lu Xun.

This small title was given by Lu Xun. Although they had known each other since they were young, Jian Hua always subconsciously stayed away from this guy, because Lu Xun liked to talk to himself, and Jian Hua really didn't want to pay attention to his problems with being a young master.

"What's the matter?" Jian Hua opened the door and asked in a hoarse voice.

"What's wrong with your voice, you have a cold?" Lu Xun was startled, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he kept looking behind Jian Hua. Showing unconcealable disappointment.

"I had a bad cold and slept at home for two days." Jian Hua looked cold, "Didn't you go abroad?"

"I just came back." Lu Xun was born in a good family, and he looked like a nobleman when he was not sick. He asked in a low voice, "I heard that you offended someone and lost your job? I didn't answer your phone..."

"Is it okay? I'm resting. I just took the medicine and couldn't keep my eyes open." Jian Hua interrupted him, and closed the door neatly.

Lu Xun touched his nose, but he was not annoyed, and turned around and went downstairs.

After taking a closer look at Jian Hua's car that was parked downstairs, he found that the phone was left in the box on the front glass window of the car. Lu Xun smiled in relief and said to himself, "Why didn't I answer the phone?"

Lu Xun took out his mobile phone, and the hot topic on Weibo on the interface was "Young men and women were shocked to death in Huanyu Cinema". When he clicked on the news, it showed that the supermarket on the first floor of the shopping mall was stolen, and there were a large number of missing food wrappers and empty drink bottles next to the bodies. , the security guard on the night shift of the shopping mall reported that he found the deceased during his patrol at eleven o'clock last night, and he was suspected of being strangled to death.

"It's started." Lu Xun turned off the phone in annoyance.