Zhang Hanju was walking on a street very close to home, thinking about what he should bring home.
After the last fire, An Shuangyou sent her a video of Zhang Ziyang and her parents living a stable life. They seemed to be fine. It seemed that it had no impact on them. She just went back and pretended that nothing happened.
Zhang Hanju walked around and asked, "I would like to ask how to sell this crystal Christmas ball?"
There was blue water in the Christmas ball, which could flow from one end to the other when tilted. Snowflakes filled the sky in a flash. She wanted to buy one for Zhang Ziyang.
He once said that he hoped his next birthday gift would be a crystal ball.
"45 yuan." said the clerk at the boutique.
"Okay, I want this."
"Want to wrap it up for you?"
Zhang Hanju said no, "I can just take it, no need to pack it."
She and An Shuang have been together for a long time, and some of their habits are very similar. They always don't like excessive packaging such as plastic bags or some gift foods when shopping. They always feel that it is flashy and wasteful.
Holding the base under the crystal ball, she looked around as she walked. She didn't know when a small stall was set up on the corner of the street. Opposite it was a row of stalls selling various trinkets and snacks. This stall was the only one standing alone.
Zhang Hanju walked over and saw fortune telling written on the sign.
Anyway, she had nothing to do, so she sat down.
"Fortune telling?" asked the old man wearing sunglasses.
"Forget it, let's see what you can figure out."
I have to say that the characters in this Sunrise game are quite rich, and the areas outside the main venue are also so vivid. It seems that the project team of Zhong Xingfeng is not lazy at all.
"Please write your birthday and horoscope on it."
Zhang Hanju said, "I don't understand that."
"Then write down your birth date in the lunar calendar."
"Okay." She put down the crystal ball and wrote it down.
The little old man took off half of his eyes and looked at her from above, "Tsk, tsk, tsk."
Zhang Hanju listened to him click his tongue for a long time.
He advised, "I think you still have to set up a stall there. You are so far away from them and the source of customers is not good."
He shook his head, "Oh."
"Isn't there a tarot card fortune teller over there? Just put it opposite him and be his opponent. Look at how good his business is."
The old man waved his hand, "This is just a hobby of mine, and I don't do it for a living."
Zhang Hanju understood, "Then I'm leaving."
"Hey, don't leave, you haven't paid me yet."
Zhang Hanju sat back and said, "You didn't even calculate it for me, so why should I give you money?"
He looked at her several times, rummaging through the messy table, and pulled out a leaf with a few yellow leaves.
"What is this?" Zhang Hanju didn't see it.
He dipped water in the cup and sprinkled it on her, "Go, go, go."
"Going for what?" She was puzzled.
"It's bad luck."
Zhang Hanju could hang two pounds of pork on his lips, "I'm not unlucky. I'm leaving and going home."
"How much, I'll give it to you."
"Little girl, it's not a good time to stay here."
Zhang Hanju's eyes straightened, "What did you say?"
"Go, you are so unlucky, I won't leave any dying people here." He also confiscated the 100 yuan Zhang Hanju put on the table.
Zhang Hanju was confused by what he said, "You are the one who is about to die."
He looked at Zhang Hanju's retreating back, holding grapefruit leaves and sprinkling water everywhere, "Poor... tsk tsk..."
Zhang Hanju changed his shoes at the door and entered his password.
Unlock error.
She put down the fruit and crystal ball in her hands.
Unlock error.
what happened?
Wait a minute, maybe she remembered it wrong.
The mobile phone payment password is the time she entered the game, and the password to open the door to her home is Zhang Ziyang's birthday.
That's right.
She tried again.
Still wrong.
Zhang Hanju stood at the door and was surprised. Could it be that they had changed the password.
I originally wanted to give them a surprise, but forget it and just call.
Zhang Hanju dialed his number.
"Hello?"
"Ah, I, your sister, open the door for me!"
Zhang Ziyang hurriedly put on his slippers and came out of the room and opened the door.
"Uh, you are?"
Zhang Hanju pointed at him, "Don't do this to me. What kind of drama are you acting? I'm so tired. Let's go into the house and sleep for a while."
Zhang Ziyang stayed where he was, watching a stranger walk into the house.
Hearing the sound, someone came over, "Ziyang, who is it?"
Zhang Hanju was stunned when he saw this person.
Not because of anything else, but because she is who she is.
This character looks exactly like her in reality.
And the sound is so similar.
"Is he your classmate?" she asked Zhang Ziyang.
What exactly is going on? Her brain seemed to be unable to function, and her CPU was about to burn out.
"Who are you?" she asked this person who looked the same as her. He wore glasses, had two small moles on the side of his cheek, and had round, slovenly eyes.
She scratched her head, "Sorry, did you go to the wrong door?" The other party replied to Zhang Hanju.
At this time, mom and dad also came out.
Seeing such a beautiful girl standing in the living room, I thought she was a friend of their siblings, "Here, sit down, I'll get you some water."
The figure stood motionless in front of Zhang Hanju, with a hint of unhappiness in his eyes, and seemed to be provoking her, "Mom and Dad, I don't know this person, do you know him?"
My parents were stunned when they heard this, "That girl, who are you?"
They were all asking who she was.
"Zhang Hanju, I am your daughter." She said.
The family laughed and said, "Girl, you must have gone to the wrong place. Our daughter is here."
Her mother actually patted "Zhang Hanju" on the head and said, "This girl in our family is not as good-looking as you. If she were half as good-looking as you, I would have to burn incense. If you go to the wrong place, go back early."
Zhang Hanju twisted his temper and said, "I didn't go wrong. This is my home."
Zhang Ziyang came to mediate between them, "Don't argue."
While winking at her sister, "Maybe she's a lunatic and has a bad mind. Let's coax her out."
"Zhang Hanju" nodded, raised his eyebrows and called Zhang Ziyang.
"Well, where is your home? If you can't find it, do you have the house number or phone number? I'll take you back."
Zhang Hanju became completely angry, "She is fake, I am the real Zhang Hanju, Zhang Ziyang, are you filled with shit?"
Zhang Ziyang was scolded furiously by her, "You'd better get out of our house, or we'll call the police."
Of course Zhang Hanju couldn't accept this reality. It was like a candy. She thought she had got it, so she put it in her pocket. But now she took it out and found that the candy had melted, revealing the bitter coptis inside, without any sweetness at all. .
Her hands were trembling, but she still held Zhang Ziyang's hand with her trembling hand, "You know who I am, you know it!"
Zhang Ziyang pushed away lightly.
He said, "You have the wrong person. We have never met him."
Her chest was so tight that it hurt. The more she breathed, the more uncomfortable she became. Her hands and feet were numb. "We don't know each other, haha, we don't know each other?"
She looked at her parents flatteringly, "I am Han Ju, how come you don't recognize me?"
"Zhang Hanju" pushed her and said, "Quickly leave, or I will call the police immediately."
She collapsed, "Okay, you call the police and see who the police come to arrest. You are a fake and a counterfeit. I, I am their daughter, Zhang Ziyang's biological sister. You are a fake!"
They were now sure that this man was indeed a madman.
The four of them were in a bit of a dilemma, looking at each other. It would be easy to just blast her out, but they just didn't know if this madman would do anything dangerous.
Water came from all directions, surrounding her, and she couldn't breathe.
She saw him swimming towards her from a distance.
His hands grasped her firmly and lifted her up.
He was so determined, as if even if the world disappeared, he would hold her up.
The same blood as hers flows in his body. They are the closest people in the world, living under the same roof. Even if they quarrel decades later and never want to see each other again, they will meet in that home and forgive each other.
All the emotions were like poison. She felt as if she was dead if she swallowed it. In a panic, she rushed into the kitchen, pulled out a slender fruit knife, and put it on her neck. "Go away, this is my home, and he is mine." Brother, that’s my mother and my father!”
"Zhang Hanju" was so frightened that his face turned pale, "Don't...don't kill me..."
But Zhang Hanju saw that she was actually just acting, "You're still pretending!"
She had never felt that her own face was so disgusting, and she even wanted to take off her glasses and crush them to pieces.
Zhang Ziyang immediately held the tip of the knife and said, "No, don't hurt her."
Zhang Hanju's blood ran cold, she refused to let it go, and Zhang Ziyang couldn't take it away.
He knelt in front of her and begged her, "My sister is very timid. Don't scare her. Whatever you want, just take it."
Her parents stood aside and didn't know how to deal with this problem. They called the phone, fearing that she would do something else.
"Please get out of my house, please." Zhang Ziyang said.
"This is also my home..." Zhang Hanju was disappointed.
"This is not your home." "Zhang Hanju" raised the corners of his lips, changed direction when she collapsed and went crazy, and let her stab him in the abdomen.
Zhang Hanju's blood started to heat up again. With an angry look on her face, she pulled out the knife and slashed at the impostor.
However, he suddenly stood up from the ground.
He stood in front of "Zhang Hanju" and struck him on the shoulder with a knife.
"Zhang Hanju" hid behind him.
If it were her, she would not hide behind Zhang Ziyang. She would rather get hurt than have him block her.
Zhang Hanju almost went crazy, tears shed unconsciously, "I didn't mean it. I don't want to hurt you, never."
He just looked up and said, "Please leave, you don't belong here."
Zhang Hanju fled in despair and never dared to look back.
There is already a Zhang Hanju in this world.
So the last time Zhang Ziyang walked, ate, went shopping, and watched a movie with her, what was that? That's not false, he clearly called her sister.
How could she bear Zhang Ziyang kneeling down to her, but he was doing it for another Zhang Hanju.
The blood in her abdomen was still flowing. Could it be considered an injury on her own? After all, she stabbed herself with the knife.
She thought that everything she lost in that world could be returned here, but in fact she still had nothing. Everything was just a sweet dream. When she woke up, it would only make her more painful. The wound was torn open and was more painful than before it was scabbed. .
Everyone was moving forward, but she refused to move forward.
She was in a dark corner and never came into the light.
Zhang Hanju was devastated.
Come to the most familiar street.
In fact, An Shuang didn't know that in reality, this street had been demolished a long time ago, and the neighbors on the street had almost moved away.
There are many buildings with glass walls outside.
The black glass reflected her unfamiliar face.
She looked at herself.
Is that her?
no.
It's just a model of a game character.
She walked up to her shadow and laughed, "You are fake, I say, you are fake!"
When she takes a step, the person in the mirror also takes a step.
"Hahahahahaha, please slow down a step and learn from me." She said to herself, almost crazy.
He didn't even notice that the building was crumbling, everything around him was shaking, even the ground was shaking.
She just looked at herself in the mirror quietly.
"You are fake, and fake things shouldn't exist."
After saying that, he punched the mirror.
Only one crack appears.
She punched again, and then another, and then another, as if she felt no pain at all.
Breaking the mirror that reflected her unfamiliar face, it seemed that she was still herself.
There were crowds of people around, and people were pointing and pointing. They didn’t know why this crazy woman was beating the glass until blood flowed.
She didn't care about them and continued moving.
When another punch came, a hand tightly grasped her wrist.
Like the hand that once held her up.
She thought it was him and turned her head expectantly, "Zhang——"
But he is not.
He is Shen Tianhuan.
"Let go, go away," she said.
Shen Tianhuan pulled her aside and said, "You are hurt, don't be like this."
Zhang Hanju punched him and knocked him down, "Get out, I don't need you to worry about me."
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, wiped the blood away with his thumb, and dried his hands on a paper towel.
Someone came over to pull him and said, "Young man, please leave her alone. She is a lunatic. She was just hitting the mirror here. Be careful and she will hit you."
But Shen Tianhuan said it didn't matter and walked to her side, with little blood stains on the broken glass.
Again, "You're hurt."
Zhang Hanju didn't even look at him, "You go, I just want to stay by myself for a while."
But he said, "You will feel better if someone is with you."
"Why do you think you know me?"
Shen Tianhuan shook his head, "I don't understand you at all, I don't even understand myself."
"It's ridiculous. Some people don't understand themselves?" she said.
“How many people know who they are, and what’s the point of existing in this world?”
He wanted to get her out of here.
Zhang Hanju said, "Are you afraid they will laugh at me?"
"No, you are injured and need to be bandaged."
She laughed wildly, "It doesn't matter if I'm injured, it will get better on its own. I don't even need medicine. Believe it or not, I can get better on my own. In the blink of an eye, you might forget that I went crazy today. Why, because This is how you are set up. If they ask you to forget, you will not remember it. If they ask you to remember it, you will not forget it."
Shen Tianhuan looked into her eyes and just listened.
"You pity me? Save it, you should pity yourself, because you can't even control your own destiny. Everyone can change your plot line. It's not me who is pitiful, it's you people." She said from Shen Tianhuan pointed to the crowd.
These people were tired of looking at madmen and dispersed one after another.
Only Shen Tianhuan was left.
Zhang Hanju took a few steps back. It would be nice if this person left just like those strangers, but he still stood beside her and never left.
"Why don't you leave?"
"Because I'm curious."
"What are you curious about?"
“Wonder what the pain of love feels like.”
Tears burst into her eyes, "I'm not in pain, really, why don't you believe me."
"True or false, as long as you close your eyes, the world is false, as long as you open your eyes, the world is real, so true or false only depends on yourself." Shen Tianhuan said.
Zhang Hanju closed her eyes tightly, but her long eyelashes were wet with tears. Her eyelashes and long hair were very soft.
When he opened his eyes again, he was still in front of him.
"did you see it?"
"What?" She didn't understand.
"dark."
"Um."
"In the dark, everything disappears," he said.
"It's hard to tell whether it's true or false?" Zhang Hanju said.
"right."
She muttered, "This world is fake, but my love is real."
Shen Tianhuan felt like a needle had pierced into his heart that didn't seem to exist. Or, in other words, there had been a needle there, old and rusty, but there was a strong magnet on the outside, which made the needle ache between the flesh and blood.
