on January 5,2018
Early in the morning, the Xiarong highway from Longyan to Xiamen. A red Buick LaCrosse was driving.
The loud music in the car bombarded Qin Shi's ears. His face was expressionless as he held onto the steering wheel with both hands and stared blankly ahead of the car.
There was no sunroof in the car, and the window of the passenger seat was slightly opened. The trembling wind rushed into the car through the gap, bringing a hint of coldness. A pale ticket was dangling in the wind on the window of the passenger seat.
The 400-kilometer road was basically made up of tunnels.
The dim light of the incandescent lamps in the tunnel formed a ring of halos, reflecting the gray, yellow, and white reflective strips on the two walls of the tunnel. The endless passing of the car made people feel dizzy, as if they had entered some unknown time fork.
He didn't know why the lights in the highway tunnel were designed like this to make the dizziness effect stronger. Most drivers would have the illusion that the car was going astray in the tunnel. In fact, this was the embodiment of dizziness caused by the lights. Some people were heavier, while others were lighter.
Qin Shi tried his best to open his eyes, shake his head, and bite down on his tongue. A faint salty taste instantly filled his mouth, and he instantly sobered up. He looked at the speedometer and saw that they had already gone past 120 kilometers. He raised his right foot and slowed down to 100 kilometers. The dim yellow arc light kept flashing across his face, and his eyelids grew heavier and heavier. Everything in front of him became blurry. He bit his tongue again to regain his senses, but after a while, he quickly became muddleheaded again. The car was moving fast and slow in the tunnel. I slowed down again and thought about going to the next service area to take a nap.
It seemed like a moment, but it also seemed like a long time. Suddenly, Qin Shi felt a tightness in his chest and his breathing became difficult. In an instant, a suffocating feeling surrounded him.
He tried his best to open his eyes, but he could not see anything clearly. He tried his best to breathe, but he could not breathe in anything. Colorful lights swirled and rushed towards him. Qin Shi gripped the steering wheel with both hands and his right foot slammed on the brakes with all his might. However, he did not hear the sound of the brakes, nor did he tremble or flip as he imagined. His ears were eerily quiet, and the colors that came towards him had already mixed together and pressed onto his face. An irresistible sleepiness came over him. He sighed," It's really not good to drive when you're tired." He didn't stop and lost his perception of everything around him.
Qin Shi's life flashed through his mind like computer data while he was unconscious. His ordinary childhood, his grandfather's serious illness and huge debt, his family's poverty and his parents 'fatigue, his younger brother's failure to finish junior high school and his retirement, and his own failure to achieve anything in his thirties. The people he had been grateful to all his life, his own ambition and the helplessness of reality, a hundred feelings instantly intersected.
After an unknown period of time, his senses slowly returned to his body. He took two deep breaths. There was no pain in his body. His hands seemed to be bound, making him want to open his eyes to look around. His eyelids were heavy, and he tried hard to open them. In the haziness, he felt a faint yellow light.
I'm still in the tunnel, and the car has successfully stopped? I just slept?
All kinds of thoughts surged into his mind in an instant. He, who had thought that he would die for sure, was surprised and happy at the moment.
"In the future, I can't drive when I'm tired anymore. No matter what, I have to sleep for a while."
Qin Shi told himself that he didn't care about anything else. Feeling relieved, he fell asleep again.
At 18:45 a.m. on January 5th, 2018, the surveillance video of the high-speed traffic police law enforcement department saw a gray Buick LaCrosse swaying in the tunnel. Suddenly, the surveillance video was distorted for no reason, mixed with a lot of snowflakes. When it became clear again, the car in the tunnel was gone. Rewind and confirm that it was gone. Don't disappear mysteriously under the surveillance camera lens in the tunnel.
Report to the higher-ups that a supernatural event has occurred. After that, the original video was taken away and sealed, and the relevant personnel were sealed.
A day later, part of the Jinshan Tunnel where the vehicles disappeared collapsed and was not reopened until three months later.
In the end, the police found Qin Shi's identity through the car owner's ID number and sent the insurance payment and the death notice to Qin Shi's parents.
Qin Shi was no longer aware of any of this.
On the other end, Qin Shi was woken up by a gust of cold air. He subconsciously curled up his body, as if his entire body was bound, and he couldn't curl up. Then, he heard the ear-piercing sound of the door creaking, and then the sound of footsteps and human voices.
"Director, he hasn't woken up yet, but we found a photo in his coffin!”
"What?" A majestic voice rang out
"Yes, the photo. It looks a little like a European style, but how can a coffin that hasn't been opened for thousands of years have such a photo?”Another voice said,
"Who else knows about this?"
"No, it was just me and the director because I found it when I was cleaning this body.”
"Remember, you haven't seen this photo, nor have you seen a living person with flesh and blood. As for the others, they have already shut up.”
"Yes, Director."
"Send him to Peking Union Medical College Hospital for observation later and destroy his files.”
………………
Then, the conversation slowly faded away. After that, she fell asleep because she was really sleepy.
A gust of cold wind blew over along with the sound, causing Qin Shi to frown in dissatisfaction. He turned his head to the source of the sound.
The smell of disinfectant mixed with cold air rushed into his nose." I still hit myself. Is this a hospital?”，Qin Shi smiled bitterly in his heart, but then he became frightened again.
"He didn't die. Wait, a coffin? I was found in a coffin? Where is this place?"
"Sister Ping?"
Qin Shi looked at the face in front of him in shock. He hadn't seen her for decades, but she was still so young and chubby. Young? Wait a minute! Yes, he was young! Qin Shi looked at her carefully. She had a pink face and a hand-knitted scarf around her neck. There was frost formed from her breath on the scarf, and she had two thick black braids. What the hell was going on? Qin Shi was shocked by her attire from the 70s and 80s. Sister Ping should be 50 years old, but why did she look like she was 20 years old?
At this point, Qin Shi's grandmother's house was located in the Qin family castle in Nanfen, Xinnanfen Town, Tingxi City, Northeast Province. They guarded the main gate of the mineral processing plant across the river.
In the 1950s and 1960s, houses were allocated by the factory. At this time, people were simple and honest, and they didn't have any ulterior motives. The two families who shared the kitchen were like a family.
In his previous life, Qin Shi had been ten years old when he had moved out of the factory.(Later, he had gone to the south.) He had never heard of any neighbors who had quarreled with each other. They all got along very well. When Qin Shi was eight years old, the factory began to build a large number of buildings for the employees. They were five-story buildings. Later, they built eight-story buildings, and all the employees moved upstairs. Although they were still the same people and were familiar with each other, it was not as convenient to go up and down as a bungalow. Once the doors of every household were closed, the affection gradually faded, and there was no such kinship anymore. Later on, the city became bigger and bigger, and there were more and more people. The conditions of each family were different. You moved in and I moved out. The old neighbors all left.
"Aiya, look at your eyes.”Sister Ping said worriedly as she stared at Qin Shi.
"I'm fine. It's just a slight concussion.”
A familiar voice came from the side.
"The doctor was frightened."
His voice sounded a little anxious?
In an instant, tears filled Qin Shi's eyes and trickled down from the corners of his eyes.?
"I'm crying, I'm crying. Quick, why are you crying? Are you afraid of me?"
Sister Ping panicked, and Qin Shi felt his head lighten. He immediately fell into a warm embrace, and he tried his best to open his eyes to look.
It was good to be alive!
"What's wrong?" Sister Ping was still puzzled.
Wiping away the tears on Qin Shi's face, she looked at him and said,""If you don't know, you'll think that I'm bullying you. How old are you? It was just a fall from riding a bicycle and she slept for ten days to half a month! Really."
Sister Ping pursed her lips.
Qin Shi heaved a sigh of relief. No! Then what did I hear before?
"Sister Ping, I'm clearly fine. I was knocked unconscious.”
Through the memories in my mind, I realized that this world was actually a little different. The Timeline hadn't changed, but there had been some changes around Qin Shi. In this world, Qin Shi and Sister Hua were orphans and widows of martyrs. The two of them grew up in a military family home. Since they didn't like to talk since they were young, they were often bullied, so Sister Hua often stood beside me. This time, he was knocked out because he was riding a bicycle on a small path. As for how it ended up in the coffin, no one knew.
The door creaked open again. The thick cotton curtain was lifted, and two people quickly entered the room. In front was a doctor, and behind him was a familiar face. Brother Han was so handsome when he was young. The door closed with a bang.
At this time of winter in Beijing, regardless of whether it was a unit or a house, the door was pulled with leather strips or springs. There was a cotton curtain hanging inside the door. When opening the door, one had to pull it hard, and then the tension of the spring would close the door to prevent someone from forgetting to close the door tightly. In this weather, the temperature in the room would drop below zero after ten minutes. Speaking of which, for those who were small and weak, going out and entering was really like fighting a war.
"What are you so happy about?" Brother Han patted the snow off his body, took off his thick cotton military cap, and patted it a few times in his hands. He then leaned over to look at Qin Shi.
"Are you alright? Those brats had already been brought back by their parents.”
"I'm fine!"
Brother Han looked at Qin Shi and frowned.""You have something to tell me?"
"Yes!"
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