"Has it happened once?" Meng Xinghe raised his eyebrows.
"Then what?"
Xiao Tangqiu looked dazed: "It seems that this car accident has happened once before... It was you who pushed me away... But you died..."
"You died... I saw you die..."
Xiao Tangqiu frowned and thought about it, but he couldn't remember any details. Apart from the few fleeting images at the moment of the car accident, he couldn't remember anything... However, despite this, he couldn't help trembling all over and breathing rapidly.
"Calm down! Calm down!" Meng Xinghe quickly grabbed Xiao Tangqiu's wrist. "I'm fine now, right? Calm down. I'm not dead. I'm still alive and well!"
Xiao Tangqiu stared blankly at Meng Xinghe, his eyes gradually turning red: "...Are you really not dead?"
Meng Xinghe: "Hey, hey, hey, of course I'm not dead! Otherwise, who is this person in front of you now? A ghost?"
Xiao Tangqiu repeated: "Are you really not dead? Are you really still alive?"
Meng Xinghe looked helpless. He grabbed Xiao Tangqiu's hand and put it on his face: "Feel it and see if it has substance, right? Can ghosts have substance? It has temperature, right? Can ghosts have this temperature?"
Xiao Tangqiu silently felt the warmth under his fingertips. He gradually calmed down: "You really are... still alive... You really are not dead..."
"Of course!" Meng Xinghe reached out and pinched Xiao Tangqiu's cheek. "How could I possibly die so easily? I want to be a renowned game maker in the future! I want to create a game that's a global hit! I want the whole world to know my name! I won't die until I achieve that goal!"
"You're such a jerk!" Xiao Tangqiu slapped Meng Xinghe's hand away, mocking him mercilessly. "You call yourself a game-making master! You clearly don't know anything about making games!"
"If you don't know how to do it, just learn! I'll choose this major when I go to college!" Meng Xinghe chuckled, "I want the whole world to be addicted to the games I make! Oh, right, didn't you write novels before? I can adapt your novels into games then!"
Xiao Tangqiu was about to laugh at Meng Xinghe as usual, but after seeing the wound on Meng Xinghe's face, he couldn't help but feel dazed again... For some reason, he always felt that Meng Xinghe's original injury should be much more serious than this. What on earth was going on with the bloody Meng Xinghe and the cold morgue in his memory?
"What's wrong with you?" Meng Xinghe finally managed to cheer Xiao Tangqiu up, but in the blink of an eye, Xiao Tangqiu's mood became depressed again. He couldn't help scratching his head, feeling helpless.
Xiao Tangqiu shook his head: "I don't know either... I just feel that... there really was a car accident exactly like this... and then you died..."
Meng Xinghe sighed: "Maybe this is your previous nightmare?"
Xiao Tangqiu looked dazed. "The nightmare I had before? Maybe... but I can't remember the content of that nightmare anymore..."
Meng Xinghe touched Xiao Tangqiu's head: "Maybe it was a prophetic dream. You predicted that we would have a car accident today and that I would die. But now because of the butterfly effect, the car accident happened, but I survived. Isn't that a good thing?"
"Precognitive dream? Butterfly effect?" Xiao Tangqiu frowned and thought.
"Or maybe it was something that happened in a parallel world," Meng Xinghe continued to speculate, "Maybe in another parallel world, we also had a car accident. In that parallel world, I was hit and killed by the car while trying to push you away. At that moment, the you in that parallel world had a telepathic connection with you, allowing you to see what happened in that parallel world."
Xiao Tangqiu frowned: "Parallel world? Telepathy?"
Meng Xinghe suddenly became excited. He sat up straight and said seriously, "Or perhaps, at a turning point or fork in fate, a person's choices and actions can cause countless parallel destinies to extend. Perhaps the you who saw me die and the real you are actually the same you, but because of the moment of the car accident, you made different choices and actions. For example, he was a step faster, but you were a step slower, so your fate changed in that instant, and two parallel worlds extended simultaneously, just like 'Y'."
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