Survival Paradox [Infinite]

Weddings are grand.

In a very luxurious hotel lobby, at first glance, the guests sat at least fifty tables, and the sound of conversation and music was noisy. He saw his father sitting in the front row, and the old man smiled happily.

The old man wandered around the south when he was young, and he didn't come back until he was in junior high school.His father rarely participated in his childhood, so it is only natural that he should not be close to this father.

It’s not that he hasn’t longed for the fatherly love that everyone else has. When he was a child, he also made mistakes, didn’t study hard, fought and smoked, and formed cliques. In fact, he secretly had a little expectation in his heart: if his father heard about his bad deeds, Decided to come back and discipline him personally?When the time comes, study hard for two days. With his ingenuity, it won't be a matter of minutes to catch up with him?

As a result, his father did not come back because of this, and his studies did not catch up.

Maybe his father suffered enough setbacks outside, and he didn't have any big demands on him after he came back, just live well and don't make trouble.

But of course he knew that his father was still dissatisfied with him, more or less hating iron for being weak, probably because he was guilty of his absence in his childhood, paying attention to not showing it in front of him.

But father and son are connected, of course he can sense it.

He really didn't live up to it, and he didn't make his father happy much.

But today, his father is very happy, he can see it.

"Now, please exchange rings."

He accepted the instructions of the master of ceremonies and exchanged rings with the bride.

"Now, you can kiss your bride."

Hundreds of people below were booing. He glanced at his father, and the old man was also booing.

He embraced his bride—the design of the wedding dress was really ingenious, just like the ancient red hijab, this Western-style white wedding dress actually covered the face.

Are you not afraid of admitting the wrong person?

... God damn it, he really doesn't seem to remember who his bride is.

In the dazzling white light, he and the bride kissed, and the noise of the crowd almost turned the sky away.

He is full of curiosity and desire to explore - who am I married to?

The next link was very complicated. When he came back to his senses, he was already standing in the audience, and his father was giving a speech: "I, Wei Renlong, am not a qualified father. I have been away from home for many years, wandering alone, leaving my wife and children at home. Fortunately, my wife Ruyu brought up my son, and today, he has entered the palace of marriage..."

He was bored listening to it, and his heart was calm.

He tried his best, but he couldn't get back the intimacy he missed.He looked at his father's already aged side face, and felt that there should be a sense of sadness in his heart, but more numbness, his childhood, the most helpless and fearless childhood, had nothing to do with this man.

He glanced at the audience again, feeling a little strange.

He asked the person next to him, "Where's my brother?"

The person next to him answered something, but he didn't hear clearly, so he asked again: "Where's my brother?"

The person next to him said something again, and he heard it clearly, but he didn't seem to hear it clearly, so he saw that person's mouth opening and closing, and suddenly panicked, grabbed that person by the collar, and asked loudly: " Where's my brother? Where's my brother? Where's my brother? He won't come when I get married!"

A stern reprimand came from behind: "Wei Yuan! What are you doing?"

He turned his head and saw his father standing behind him with a look of eagerness: "Just today, can you calm down?"

Still flustered, he asked his father again, "Where's my brother?"

The old man's face was still dark, with a confused expression: "What is your brother?"

"Wei Chi!" He broke into a cold sweat in panic, "Where's my brother Wei Chi? Why didn't he come?"

Everyone's expression is very strange.

There was already a circle of people around him, and he couldn't see their faces clearly, but he could see their expressions clearly.

He wished he could grab everyone and ask, "Where's my brother?" He did so, and before he asked two questions, he was grabbed by people. His father stood in the middle, with a livid face: "You What are you talking about?"

He was more frightened and painful than his father, his heart was about to burst through the thin layer of his chest, and he almost cried: "Where's my brother?!"

——Why is my brother missing?

The next moment, he was standing in the corridor of the hospital, in front of an operating room door.

He suddenly recalled the experience of the Second City Hospital. At that time, he was hiding in the locker in the locker room. Hearing the sound of the door opening getting closer and closer to him, he felt that he was going to die. Fortunately, it was his aunt who opened the door...

The door of the operating room opened, and his aunt came out, with blood on her hands, and said lightly, "It's a girl!"

He didn't know what happened, so someone pushed him into the operating room. He was a little annoyed by the push, and was about to turn around to scold others, only to find out that it was his parents who pushed him. He listened to them yelling for a while before he understood, The one who just gave birth in the operating room was his wife, and the one who gave birth was his daughter.

He was pushed inside again, and when he passed by his aunt, he asked, "Where's my brother?"

His aunt was confused: "What brother are you?"

His heartbeat began to beat fast again: "Your son Wei Chi!"

Her aunt smiled awkwardly: "I'm not married yet."

His heart sank, and he was pushed into the operating room. His daughter was sleeping in a pool of blood. Looking at his daughter's face, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

The wife on the hospital bed was talking to him, he answered twice, and turned to look at her, but her face was blocked by his father's big butt.

In a blink of an eye, the daughter grew up.

The family of three walked on the ginkgo road in late autumn, and the ground was full of bright yellow fallen leaves.

The daughter walked in front, wearing two braids and a bright yellow skirt. The autumn sun shone on her, very gentle.

He took his wife's hand and walked forward, while chatting with his wife, while paying attention to Xiao Douding walking in front, for fear that she would fall.

Just thinking about it, she fell.

He quickly knelt down to help her, and when the daughter turned around, there were three black holes on her face.

She cried and said, "Dad, it hurts so much."

This is obviously Wenwen!

He was so frightened that he sat on his buttocks, watching the little girl disperse into a ball of black powder in front of him and vanish in the wind.

In a panic, he looked up at his wife beside him—the woman in a simple emerald green shirt with a beige windbreaker, but her head protruding from the neckline was blurred and scorched.

Zhang Tingyun.

Wei Yuan inhaled directly below the navel, woke up suddenly, and almost choked himself to death.

A hand was stretched out to cover his mouth, that hand was cold and hard, and accompanied by a foul smell, he wanted to vomit even more.

Turning around, I saw Zhang Chenggong's face on the verge of collapse: "Hush! Shh! There are voices outside..."

He slapped Zhang Chenggong's hand away, got up with a stinky face, and took out his phone to check, it was nine thirty-seven.

It was already past seven in the morning.

He moved his muscles that were stiff from sleeping on the cold ground for two days, took another look at Zhang Chenggong, opened the door and walked out.

"Hello!" Zhang Chenggong wanted to pull him from behind, but he didn't. After hesitating for a while, he followed him out.

The library during the day is very normal, the windows are bright and clean, and people come and go.

Wei Yuan looked at the clear sunlight reflected on the shiny floor, but the resentment in his heart leaked out as if it had been punctured.

——What is going on in this ridiculous world?

——Who is in charge of everything?

——What are you going to do?

Oh shit.

"I'll go! Wei Yuan! Wei Yuan!"

Wei Yuan's arm was suddenly grabbed by someone, and Zhang Chenggong squatted on the ground half-squatting, pulling his sleeve, his voice trembling so annoyingly.

He shook it, but didn't shake it, and asked angrily, "What are you doing?"

Zhang Chenggong pointed in one direction, his eyes staring out of the frame: "Zhang, Zhang, Zhang Tingyun..."

Wei Yuan looked in the direction of his finger and saw Zhang Tingyun leading Wenwen to the elevator.

Wei Yuan subconsciously stepped up and walked towards the two women, but was held back halfway by Zhang Chenggong: "What are you doing! They are already dead!"

Wei Yuan pulled out his hand violently: "It's none of your business."

He continued to walk towards those two people. The logic and reasons had become a mess in his mind. He didn't have the energy to think too much. The only image left in his mind was Wenwen opening her hands towards him last night. The appearance of running.She had just lost her mother, and she herself was burned into a small ball. She asked him for help at the last moment of her life, but he ran away.

Then she fell to the ground, and her body tissue turned into black powder and scattered on the spot.

The two of them are now probably the same as the three high school students in the hospital, they are people in the "normal world", and they don't remember those terrible things.

In fact, he didn't know what he was going to do, he was just... impulsive as always.

I don't think so much, I don't care about the consequences, I just want to do it, and I just do it.

Zhang Tingyun and Wenwen have already entered the elevator.

He quickened his pace a little.

The elevator door slowly closed.

He started to run.

Zhang Chenggong rushed up from behind and hugged his waist directly: "Wei Yuan! That's an elevator! An elevator! You're crazy!"

His howling voice attracted the attention of everyone around him.

Wei Yuan paused.

The elevator door, which was almost closed, slowly opened again.

Zhang Tingyun pressed the door open button and gave Wei Yuan a friendly look.

The little girl Wenwen waved at him generously: "Uncle! Come up quickly!"

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Wei Chi didn't fall into a deep sleep, a string was tensed in his mind, he faintly heard the sound of the cart's rollers, he twitched in fright, and pulled himself out of sleep.After fully waking up, I realized that the sound of the cart was not from a dream, but from reality.

Could it be that the "old curator" is back?

He and Ji Jingzhe still maintained the posture of last night, hugging each other face to face, covered under the black cloth.He stabbed Ji Jingzhe a few times to wake him up, when the sound of the trolley stopped and it stopped beside them.

His heart rose to his throat.

Then he heard an old voice: "You can't sleep here."

The butt was also pestered twice by something.

He was a little dazed for a while, lost his mind, but Ji Jingzhe next to him suddenly lifted the cover and sat up, and said in a flattering voice: "I know, I know, you are always troubled, let's go right away, go right away." Pull him, "Hurry up, Wei Xiaozhu is getting up, we can't hinder other people's work!"

Wei Chi followed him away, only daring to break out in cold sweat.

It's already dawn.

It was just a cleaner who cleaned in the morning, and none of them wanted to experience the consequences of hindering work.