Zhao Yu 'an rubbed his eyes and checked the time on his phone again.
"Can a smartphone make a mistake? They were connected to the internet, why didn't they check the time themselves?”
However, Zhao Yu 'an continued to adjust the time, turning it on and off. The time displayed was still the first day after the summer solstice and not the first day after the winter solstice.
嚖嚖...嚖嚖...”
The chirping of cicadas outside the window completely stunned Zhao Yu 'an. The sunlight outside the window, the temperature in the room, and the sudden chirping of cicadas…Could it be that he had really returned to summer?
He picked up the cotton coat from the bedside table and put it on. As soon as he put it on, he felt uncomfortable, so he went to the wardrobe and took out a short-sleeved shirt that was pressed at the bottom.
It was too crazy!
Zhao Yu 'an urgently needed more evidence to allow himself to accept the reality of two seasons ago.
He first walked to the study and found that the paper he used to record his dreams had disappeared into thin air. He couldn't find it no matter how he searched.
The calendar on the table had turned back to June.
Fortunately, he had the habit of making notes on the desk calendar as a reminder. He flipped through the pages one by one and did not find any traces.
He turned on the computer on his desk again, and the time on the computer returned to June 22nd.
He opened the search engine and searched for hot topics on several major websites. He could not find anything that had happened in July and August that he could remember.
What was going on?
Zhao Yu 'an had no choice but to wash up in a hurry and go to the streets to check on the situation.
Usually, he would stay in his room and rely on the Internet to play games and edit videos to make a living. He would often not go out for a month or two. He must have been hallucinating after staying in his room for too long.
Zhao Yu 'an pushed open the iron gate on the first floor. The house he rented was in an alley full of takeout and restaurants. He could see people coming and going as soon as he went out.
He was really hallucinating!
"Did I massage too much?" Zhao Yu 'an looked at the bustling crowd in the breakfast shop downstairs. Although everyone was wearing short-sleeved vests and flip-flops, it was still a summer scene.
However, it wasn't the crowd that made Zhao Yu 'an wonder if he was hallucinating.
Instead, he looked around everyone. There were a few wisps of smoke that seemed to be produced by the burning of incense sticks floating around them.
At this moment, a delivery boy rode past Zhao Yu 'an on his electric bike and turned around to look at him. Zhao Yu 'an clearly saw the smoke hanging above the young man's head twist.
"New toy?"
Zhao Yu 'an felt an inexplicable message in his mind, but the delivery man didn't say anything. He had already left on his bike.
What did he mean?
Just as Zhao Yu 'an was feeling puzzled, he received a message on WeChat.
"It's my birthday today, so I came over for a drink tonight.”
It was from Zhao Yu 'an's best friend, Yang Yuan.
Zhao Yu 'an finally realized why it was on this day. June 22nd, the day after the summer solstice.
In his memory, this day was indeed very special. On the 22nd of June, he had overslept the night before and missed his brother's birthday party.
After that, the news of Yang Yuan's disappearance spread, and there was no more news from him.
Perhaps God had given Zhao Yu 'an a chance to stop Yang Yuan's mysterious disappearance or to find clues that even the police couldn't find.
Zhao Yu 'an didn't bother to investigate the reason for the change in time. He ran straight to the intersection and hailed a taxi. Even though it wasn't even eight o'clock in the morning and Yang Yuan had asked him out for a drink at night, he wanted to see him now!
Zhao Yu 'an lived in the west of Y City, while Yang Yuan lived in the southeast of Y City. The taxi driver was naturally very happy to receive such a big deal early in the morning. He talked to Zhao Yu' an on the way, but Zhao Yu 'an had no time for idle chatter.
The car drove to the city center. It was working hours at this time. It was the peak period of the morning rush hour. The car could only slowly grind on a few sections of the road.
Zhao Yu 'an leaned against the window and stared blankly at the pedestrians by the roadside. The white fog that was floating around them suddenly appeared again.
Zhao Yu 'an turned his head to look at the driver in surprise and noticed that a few wisps of white smoke had appeared on the driver's shoulder.
"Let's go for a drink after work."
A thought entered Zhao Yu 'an's mind, and the wisps of white smoke danced a few times.
The driver noticed Zhao Yu 'an staring at him with a blank expression. He moved his body awkwardly and coughed dryly.
Zhao Yu 'an also reacted and immediately turned to look at the people by the roadside.
"Damn job…"
"Fishing…Fishing…"
"Buy, buy, buy…"
" What are you having for lunch?"
Some inexplicable information suddenly poured into his mind, but these thoughts were very similar to those of this group of salarymen.
Could it be that he could see through people's thoughts?
Zhao Yu 'an turned around again and asked the taxi driver,"
"Sir, are you driving this car alone?”
The taxi driver was surprised by the sudden question from the passenger who had not spoken for more than half an hour. However, he liked to chat with people, so he replied with a smile.
"No, I drive this car with my brother. Most of the time, I drive during the day while my brother drives at night and in the early hours of the morning. However, sometimes I have to drive in the early hours of the morning."
Zhao Yu 'an wasn't listening attentively. He just wanted to wait for the driver to finish his long speech before asking his next crucial question.
"Then, Master, what do you usually do after you finish your shift? Or what do you want to do the most?"
"Rest. The first shift is definitely to rest.”
"Do you know how to drink?"
The driver looked at Zhao Yu 'an in bewilderment and even surprise, shaking his head.
"In order not to get into any trouble, or if there's an emergency that requires me to change shifts with my brother, we don't drink unless it's a holiday or something.”
F * ck, this is so embarrassing. How can I see through other people's thoughts? This is so different. I think I'm the main character of some city or fantasy novel. I suddenly obtained the mysterious system and can go to heaven and earth. I'm omnipotent.
This time, he was really speechless.
Finally, the car drove away from the congested city and onto the city's elevated road. The car gradually picked up speed. It was about to enter the tunnel of City Y's Huancheng South Road, and it was getting closer and closer to Yang Yuan's house.
Even though there were lights in the tunnel, it was still dim and lazy compared to the natural light in the open air. The fog in the tunnel made Zhao Yu 'an, who had encountered a lot today, unable to tell if it was the fog in the natural environment or the strange fog that he saw floating above the human body.
Most importantly, why was this tunnel so long?
Zhao Yu 'an realized that his master, who was always talking to himself, had stopped talking. The damn fog in the tunnel was getting thicker and thicker.
"Master, how much longer before we can get out of the tunnel?”
Zhao Yu 'an pressed his face against the glass and asked.
There was no reply.
"Master... Master…"
Zhao Yu 'an turned his head, but there was no one in the driver's seat!
Zhao Yu 'an didn't know when his driver had disappeared into thin air, but he saw that the speed was still maintained at 60 km/h. He looked forward and saw that the fog had completely blocked his vision. He was in a critical situation.
Zhao Yu 'an hurriedly steadied the steering wheel and moved away from the passenger seat. At this moment, he couldn't care less about the traffic rules that prohibited parking in the tunnel. A living person had already disappeared from the face of the earth right under his nose, and he still had to talk about law-abiding and civilized driving.
Zhao Yu 'an put his right foot on the brakes and turned on all the lights in the car so that other cars would notice him and avoid him.
"Ah…"
He couldn't step on it, as if he had kicked the foundation. No matter how hard Zhao Yu 'an tried, the brakes wouldn't budge.
Zhao Yu 'an had no choice but to shift the gear. However, the brake lever was stuck to him as if it was a 502.
Suddenly, the steering wheel lost control and started moving on its own.
After struggling for a moment, Zhao Yu 'an realized that the danger had yet to arrive. The taxi was driving on its own in the tunnel that was completely shrouded in thick fog.
"This lousy Santana even has an automatic driving function? I can't tell at all after the modification?"
"Just how long is this tunnel…"
In a completely unknown environment and facing one bizarre incident after another, Zhao Yu 'an, who was 1.8 meters tall, was on the verge of tears.
Zhao Yu 'an took out his phone, but the words' no service 'on the signal bar completely broke his defense.
“艹!”
He slammed his phone heavily into the passenger seat and rubbed his hair helplessly.
The white fog around them finally dispersed, but what replaced it was an even stranger black fog.
When the car stopped, Zhao Yu 'an realized that he wasn't in a tunnel or on a highway.
He hurriedly got out of the car and waved his hand to drive away the terrifying black fog. He desperately wanted to confirm where he was.
"How could that be?"
A half-closed ancient iron door creaked in the breeze.
Zhao Yu 'an looked at the door. The fear he felt when he was a child when he stared at the fan covered in cobwebs and specks of rust hanging from the ceiling, swaying precariously, appeared in his mind.
The door did indeed show signs of collapsing at any time.
Zhao Yu 'an watched from afar. The door was covered by black fog. At this moment, the grinding squeaking sound was more like a summoning.
The unknown was the greatest fear of humans, and exploring the unknown was the stupidest thing humans could do.
However, Zhao Yu 'an didn't seem to think much about it and ran over.
He was very shocked. He had never left his house for many years, but this was not the first time he had seen this door.
He had seen it eight times, no, nine times to be precise. The ninth time was more realistic. Zhao Yu 'an was certain that this was not a dream. He could feel the temperature, his breathing, and the stinging sensation of stepping on gravel as he ran.
He had to be faster. He knew very well what he would see after passing through the door. This was the one he remembered the most out of the three dreams he had repeated. In order to crack this dream, he even built a model in his computer and perfected it after repeating it again and again.
His breathing became more and more rapid, and the fatigue he felt from running did not stop Zhao Yu 'an from stopping. He passed through the iron gate and the black fog. He looked up.
A tower shrouded in black clouds and mist pierced through the clouds.
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