"It must be there, that weird toll booth."
It rained heavily, covering the roof of the car and turning the road white. But for Yucheng, who was concentrating on driving, this didn't seem to be the strangest thing.
It was obviously a summer rain, but the road seemed to be frozen into ice! Looking around through the side-view mirror, the green branches and dense leaves are actually dotted with strange and bright ice edges. "Are your eyes lying to yourself?" Fear can be felt all the time. Seeing that the straight driveway in front of him is gradually covered with a layer of damn ice, Yucheng is terrified. A little more dazed.
"Yes, this is the curve." The car seemed not to be affected by the layer of black ice on the road. But Yucheng still drove very slowly, and at the same time, curiosity and uneasiness surged like a tide. "Yes, that's the same billboard I saw that day!" But as soon as he thought about the car being out of control after entering that toll station, Yucheng's tongue began to get knotted. After much hesitation, Yucheng struggled to get up the steering wheel.
"No one can stop me from regaining my wish this time." Thinking this, Yucheng slowly loosened his arms that were tightly wrapped around the sides of the steering wheel. The car quickly and quietly moved away, moving as far away from him as this wonderful space allowed.
The rearview mirror clearly recorded Yucheng's expression from worry to fearlessness to determination, but it failed to capture the two bright moons that were lost in those black and golden eyes again and again.
"Strange! I remember that after passing this billboard, I saw the toll station soon!" At the same time, Yucheng saw several familiar things, but they were all decomposing at an extremely slow speed just like in the movie lens. The action goes on. In fact, it was the rush of adrenaline that made his brain work super fast, allowing him to focus on the details of several things at the same time.
"Is there really something wrong with my brain?" Yucheng opened the car door, stood in the corner behind the car, and took a few steps forward with hesitation. Inadvertently, a series of footprints he left behind The sea formed by many puddles became increasingly clear.
"There must be something here!" The sound of the wind blowing the fallen leaves sounded strange. Several times, Yucheng thought about leaving, but Agent Zhao's car held him tightly, as if he wanted to leave every moment. Protecting him like that.
"What's going on..." Yu Cheng's voice weakened, trying to organize his thoughts and control his actions.
Passing that icy driveway for the third time almost exhausted every microgram of Yucheng's attention. Especially when the car was about to reach the crumbling billboard, he almost lost his balance, but in the end he managed to grab the steering wheel. It was the violent tremor just now that made him realize clearly that there seemed to be no more overlap between the scope of today's activities and that day.
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e! Then try one last time. If you still can't see the toll booth, just think I'm crazy! Tomorrow morning, I will report to the psychology department without any regrets! OK! "
The dark branches made a sharp sound in the howling wind. Just as Yucheng angrily resisted the pressure and turned around the familiar bend, the ice floes on the asphalt road began to spin crazily. But these were things that Yu Cheng had no chance to notice.
Finally, the car stopped about a foot away from the billboard. The tree vines stretching out from both sides of the road were like a pair of helpless hands, gently embedded in the two deep dents on both sides of the car window. .
He seemed to hear a strange sound in the wind, and Yucheng raised his head in surprise.
"Your life can also change, hold the steering wheel in your hands and let's start over again!"
After a period of complete silence, Yucheng really heard it: in his ears, on the radio, yes, it was host Zhang Zhenyu's low but can drive people crazy.
"Isn't this exactly what I heard that day? It's just that compared to that day, he seemed to be half a beat slower. No, Zhang Zhenyu's voice sounded like he was trying to hold back his laughter!" A few seconds later, There was a sudden commotion over the radio, and at the same time, there was a faint throbbing pain in his left ear.
Cheongdam Station: Despite the hustle and bustle around him, it was that striking line of words that stretched out a cold hand to hold his shoulders.
"No matter how twists and turns everything I just experienced is, I am finally back here!" Yucheng gritted his teeth, and there was a bright golden color burning in his eyes.
"Please, I'll give you the last two-dollar coin, and I'll give you the chance to reset my life." No longer covering up, after parking the car firmly at the Qingtan toll station, Yucheng rolled down the window and looked out of his golden-black eyes. There was a streak of straight, overlapping bright moons in the sky, and the number on the coin was deeply imprinted on the intersection of the bright moons.
"You have deviated from the route. We are re-planning for you. You have deviated from the route..." The soft voice in the navigation once again captured Yucheng's tense nerves.
"This means it's starting again!" Yucheng thought hard about the puzzling pictures that were spinning in his mind. Although he didn't see those people with different expressions again, when he saw the speedometer When the pointer quickly pointed to 180, Yu Cheng half-lying in the driver's seat shouted in horror. Then, the speedometer turned so fast that he couldn't see clearly. Yucheng suddenly put one hand on the steering wheel, but his other hand was dragged away by a strong tension. The surroundings fell into chaos again, and this time he heard a series of rough sounds, similar to humans scolding each other.
"Ah!" In the out-of-control car, Yucheng's legs were dangling like a rag doll, and his head slipped on the hard steering wheel. Then, a sharp sound like metal falling to the ground stung his ears. .
"No! Ah!" A white light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and then there was a crisp sound of the glass bursting onto the asphalt road.
After he heard a devastating crushing sound similar to that of a truck hitting the front of his car, something hit him hard again, but this time it was not what Yucheng expected. That direction. Slowly, a long-lost and salty smell filled the tip of Yucheng's nose. Just when he tried to turn his stiff neck, he felt something cold and hard, clamping him tightly against a soft body. on things.
