Chapter 85 She's Dead
It was already six o'clock in the afternoon when Nan Zhiyan came out of the school. He walked out of the school gate and had to cross the road to take the subway.
But now, the pedestrian crossing is red.
Standing on the street, watching the vehicles coming and going, Nan Zhiyan was in a trance for a moment.
I always feel like I've forgotten something.
But he couldn't remember it for a moment. The green light came on, Nan Zhiyan came to his senses, walked across the street and got off the subway station.
My uncle’s house is only a few steps away from the subway station. When Nan Zhiyan arrived, the food had already been served.
"Yanyan is back, hurry up and sit down and prepare to eat."
As soon as she saw Nan Zhiyan coming in, my aunt's face lit up with joy.
"Aunt, uncle."
Seeing the woman holding the dishes, Nan Zhiyan hurried forward to take them, and then greeted the figure who was busy in the kitchen.
At the same time, the bedroom door next to her was opened, and the young girl rubbed her eyes and walked out in her pajamas. She was not surprised to see Nan Zhiyan.
"Sister, you're back."
He muttered something and sat down on the dining table.
"Sleeping all day long, can you learn from your sister?"
"Oh, Mom, can you please stop scolding me? My ears are getting calluses..."
Listening to the two people bickering, Nan Zhiyan smiled, walked to the dining table and sat down.
"Yanyan seems to have lost weight, why don't you move back home?"
After everyone in the family sat down, the woman looked at Nan Zhiyan, her eyes full of heartache.
"Sister, please come back. If you're not here, there's no one to play games with me."
The girl who was still holding food in her mouth hurriedly followed suit, but the woman raised her hand and slapped her on the back of her head.
"Swallow the food in your mouth before you talk, and don't spit it into your sister's bowl."
The girl rubbed the back of her head, looked at her mother resentfully, and swallowed the food obediently.
"Yes, Yan, your aunt and I are worried about you living out here alone, and your mother..."
The man next to her also tried to persuade her, but before he could finish his words, the woman glared at him. Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, the man shut up.
"There's a lot going on at school lately, so it's more convenient for me to live there, so my uncle and aunt don't have to worry about me."
Noticing the two people's cautious concern for him, Nan Zhiyan looked up at them and replied with a smile.
My heart suddenly felt warm, as if I hadn't received such care for a long time. But she came back for dinner every week.
"By the way, sister, have you read the novel I recommended to you yesterday?"
Nan Zhiyan was stunned for a moment when she heard the girl's question. Novel? What novel? Oh, she seemed to have read a novel last night.
But what was it about?
She seemed to have lost her memory, and an inexplicable anxiety rose in her heart, accompanied by a vague headache.
Nan Zhiyan was just about to ask his cousin, even though he had just seen it yesterday.
But I found that, at some point, the originally harmonious atmosphere at the table suddenly became quiet.
When Nan Zhiyan looked up, the three people at the table were like a stop-motion animation, firmly fixed in place, not moving at all.
The strange scene made Nan Zhiyan's breathing pause slightly, but then, the scene in front of him seemed to be twisted and crushed by an invisible big hand.
As the world spun, I could hear bursts of crying.
The scene changed, and Nan Zhiyan found himself in a mourning hall.
My uncle and aunt were standing by, dressed in black, crying uncontrollably. My cousin also had red eyes and a dull expression.
Even the parents who I only saw a few times a year showed up here, looking haggard.
Whose funeral hall is this, why are they here, and why did she suddenly appear here.
Nan Zhiyan took a few steps closer and looked at the portrait in the mourning hall, but the next moment, when he saw the face of the person in the black and white photo clearly, Nan Zhiyan felt a burst of fear.
It’s not someone else, it’s me in the photo!
What's going on?
A huge sense of absurdity came to his mind, and Nan Zhiyan subconsciously wanted to pull his cousin to ask for clarification.
But the hand he stretched out went straight through my cousin's body and hit nothing.
The crying in my ears became louder and louder. Looking at the black and white photo in front of me, a sharp pain attacked the back of my head, and distant memories were awakened again.
Nan Zhiyan knelt on the ground in agony and remembered everything. She did not travel through time in her sleep, but died of sudden cardiac death due to staying up late for several days in a row to finish her graduation project.
So, this is her mourning hall, because she has died a long time ago.
The moment I realized all this, the scenes and sounds around me came to an abrupt end.
"You should go back."
A huge buzzing sound appeared beside my ears, accompanied by a faint whisper.
"Ah Yan, wake up, Ah Yan, Ah Yan..."
The urgent call came from far away, and Nan Zhiyan's ears seemed to be soaked in water. Until he opened his eyes, he saw a vaguely familiar handsome face in front of him.
"Weisheng, Master?"
Nan Zhiyan's voice was hoarse, and he looked at the person in front of him with a blank look in his eyes.
Seeing that Nan Zhiyan had woken up, was conscious and his hearing seemed normal, Wei Shenglin felt relieved and handed the water dispenser to Nan Zhiyan's mouth.
As he regained consciousness, Nan Zhiyan felt severe pain all over his body, making it difficult for him to move for a while. He then realized that he was being held in Weishenglin's arms.
Nan Zhiyan did not act pretentiously about the drinking fountain that was handed to his mouth. In this situation, staying alive was more important than anything else.
After drinking a few sips of water, Nan Zhiyan finally felt that he had regained some strength.
"Thank you, Master Weisheng."
Nan Zhiyan struggled to get up, stepped out of Wei Shenglin's arms, and sat aside.
Only then did I have time to start paying attention to the surrounding situation. The rushing stream, the lush bushes, and the hundreds-meter-high trees not far away all pointed to one fact.
They may have landed on a primitive planet, that is, a planet that has never been discovered or developed by humans.
Their combat uniforms are equipped with safety escape devices. When danger arises in space, the airbags will automatically deploy to wrap them and send them to the nearest planet for landing.
Nan Zhiyan looked at the terminal on his wrist again. Wei Shenglin spoke first, as if knowing what Nan Zhiyan was thinking.
"The magnetic field here is a bit strange, and communications have been completely interrupted."
Wei Shenglin woke up earlier than Nan Zhiyan. After waking up and checking that Nan Zhiyan was just unconscious, he could only pick him up and try to contact the outside world while walking.
But Wei Shenglin soon discovered that the magnetic field here was extremely strange, and it changed almost every three or two steps.
The signal was completely blocked on the planet and kept bouncing back.
Wei Shenglin didn't stop until Nan Zhiyan in his arms moved, and then he stopped by a stream.
Nan Zhiyan stopped what he was doing and his face became serious.
If the signal cannot be sent, they can only wait for rescue from the empire.
Of course, waiting is not the most troublesome thing; the trouble is this planet.
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