Bab 1: crossing
Today is the twelfth year of Gao Yang's crossing.
Before the crossing, Gao Yang was an orphan who had just spent his 6th birthday in the orphanage. That night, he ate the cupcakes bought for him by his dorm aunt, and fell asleep contentedly. Before going to bed, he made a wish, hoping that he could find his parents, and then fell asleep in a daze.
When he woke up, Gao Yang found himself sitting at a dining table with a steaming bowl of noodles in front of the table. He was biting the noodles in his mouth, and half of them were still dangling outside.
In the hall of the old house, the morning light is soft, a pair of strange young man and woman are sitting across from the dining table, the upper seat with the back to the door is a kind-hearted old woman, and beside her is a little girl with big eyes About four or five years old.
"Don't be dazed, eat quickly, and don't be late for school later." The young woman urged, she was in her thirties, although she was wearing plain pajamas and no makeup, she was very beautiful.
"Son, would you like a lift from Daddy?" The young man asked with a toothpick in his mouth, smiling. He was tall and strong, with a slightly bulging belly, a slightly high hairline, and the youthful handsomeness could still be seen between his brows and eyes.
"No! Dad wants to send me to kindergarten!" The little girl yelled angrily, leaning over the table and grabbing a bowl of millet porridge.
"Hehe, why don't you send off your elder brother first and then your younger sister, okay?" The old woman smiled kindly and reached out to pat the little girl's head.
Gao Yang opened his mouth wide, and the noodles fell onto the dining table with a "click".
He was six years old that year, and he still didn't understand what "time travel" was, nor did he know what "parallel worlds" were.
He thought he was still dreaming, but he didn't expect it to be a dream for twelve years.
...
Today, Gao Yang has long since adapted to this new world and has long since become one with his host. He is Gao Yang, 18 years old, a senior high school student, living in a family of five, with a kind and loving grandmother, loving and harmonious parents and an occasional quirky sister.
He lived a good life. Like most of his peers, he devoted himself to studying for the college entrance examination, and occasionally imagined what university he would go to, what job he would find, who he would marry, and how many children he would have...
In short, Gao Yang's 6-year-old wish came true. He "found" his parents, and he also brought his grandmother and sister as gifts.
He lives happily and wants nothing more.
It wasn't until my 18th birthday that everything changed.
After the evening self-study, Gao Yang rode his bicycle home. When he was passing a night road, a black shadow suddenly appeared from the alley, knocking Gao Yang over with his bicycle.
Gao Yang fell down, but it was fine, he grinned and stood up, only then did he see the person who hit him. Under the dim streetlights, stood a short, middle-aged man. He was haggard, pale, terrified, wearing a tattered hospital gown, covered in blood.
"Uncle, are you okay..."
"Run!" The man grabbed Gao Yang's shoulders with terrifying strength: "Monsters! There are monsters everywhere! Run! Get out of here!"
There was a bloody smell of despair in the man's voice: "Don't trust anyone..."
"boom!"
The man wanted to say something else, a bullet shot into his temple, pierced through the skull, and shot out from the other temple, instantly blooming a bloody rose.
"Magnetic—" The thick blood mist mixed with a pungent fishy smell came out.
The hands that pinched Gao Yang's shoulders were slowly released, the man's terrified expression was frozen forever, his overly protruding eyeballs did not move anymore, engraved with despair, hesitation and unwillingness.
Two seconds later, the body fell heavily.
Gao Yang was taken aback.
He stood on the spot, his feet were quickly soaked by the spreading pool of blood, and he felt sticky and wet. The slight tinnitus caused by the bullet piercing the man's head was gradually covered by the heartbeat in the chest: thump, thump, thump, thump, thump...
"Child, are you hurt?!"
"Don't be afraid, you're safe now!"
"Close your eyes and don't look down at your feet..."
Several policemen rushed up, one of them took Gao Yang into his arms and covered his eyes.
...
The next day, Gao Yang made headlines in the local news: "Severely mentally ill patient killed two nurses and escaped at night, then took high school students hostage and was shot dead on the spot."
Gao Yang took a day off from school and rested at home.
He was indeed a little stimulated, witnessing a life being brutally shot at close range, no ordinary person could bear it. Moreover, there are many doubts about the mental patient, which makes him feel very weird. What is so weird, he can't say for a while.
That night, Gao Yang took a sleeping pill.
After falling asleep, he dreamed.
The memory of the host before the age of 6 has been digested by Gao Yang who traveled over, but there are still some vague memories that seem to have been forgotten.
In the dream, Gao Yang returned to the middle of the night when he was 4 years old in summer.
He ate too much watermelon, his bladder was swollen, he got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, and when he passed the room of his grandparents, he heard a rustling sound.
Gao Yang was a little curious, he pricked up his ears, pressed against the cold door, his voice became more real and more unfamiliar.
He has never heard such a sound, like the whimpering of a wild beast, or like the wail of a giant whale in the deep sea, it sounds very painful, mixed with a kind of distorted excitement, and then distinguish carefully, there is still a rough and dull sound underneath The sound of biting.
Gao Yang just felt creepy.
At that time, he had just heard the fairy tale "Little Red Riding Hood" from the kindergarten aunt. He thought, wouldn't a big bad wolf sneak into his house and eat up his grandparents?
Gao Yang's heart was pounding, but he still mustered up the courage to gently push open the door.
Through the crack of the door, what did he see!
He was so scared that he turned around and ran back to the room, covered his head and got under the quilt, and even forgot to solve his physical problems.
Early the next morning, Gao Yang wet the bed, he thought it was just a nightmare. At this moment, the mother opened the door and came in, sadly hugged Gao Yang into her arms, and cried, "Gao Yang, your grandpa is gone."
When Gao Yang followed his mother out of the room, his grandfather's body was carried away on a stretcher by the medical staff and covered with a white cloth. By the time of the funeral, Grandpa had turned into an urn.
From the beginning to the end, neither Gao Yang nor his sister could see Grandpa for the last time.
Thinking about it now, there are many doubts about the matter.
Grandpa loved Gao Yang and his sister the most during his lifetime. They are close relatives, why can't they see Grandpa for the last time?
If memory serves me correctly, the upper body of the grandfather's body covered by a white cloth had a strange shape, as if one hand was missing.
Didn't grandpa die of a heart attack? Why is there one less hand?
In the dream, Gao Yang looked at the corpse on the white stretcher and was puzzled.
Suddenly, the corpse on the white stretcher sat up!
The white cloth was pulled down and it was actually the psychotic man. His eyes were gouged out, leaving only two deep, bloody holes, and sticky black blood spurted from his seven orifices as he reached out his blood-soaked hands and pinched Gao Yang's shoulders hard.
--monster! There are monsters everywhere! run! leave here!
—Don't trust anyone!
...
"what!"
Gao Yang woke up from the dream.
At ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was just right, the April breeze lifted the curtains, and outside the window was the bustling traffic and the noise of the city.
"Brother, are you having a nightmare?" The younger sister sat on the head of Gao Yang's bed, tilted her head and looked at her, blinking her big eyes.
Gao Yang was taken aback: "Why are you in my room?"
The younger sister gave him a disgusted look: "The sun is drying your butt, mom asked me to wake you up!"
"Oh good, got it."
The sister walked out of the room.
Gao Yang was still in a daze, he turned over and got out of bed, and drank a big mouthful of water.
At this time, the phone rang, and Gao Yang clicked on WeChat.
"Pfft—" He spat out a mouthful of water