Czechoslovakia officially split into the Czech Republic and Slovakia.
The "Tax Collection and Administration Law of the People's Republic of China" was officially implemented.
Hong Kong Starlight Records was established.
Zhejiang TV station Qianjiang channel officially launched.
CCTV-2 is positioned as an "economic comprehensive channel" and the channel name is "Economic·Comprehensive Channel"
Shenzhen revokes Baoan County and establishes Baoan District and Longgang District...
None of this has anything to do with Hu Huan, a junior high school student.
The thing that worries him the most now is that he suspects that he is sick, or a serious mental illness. Mental illness is a disease that most people cannot cure if they get it, which is very frustrating.
In addition to all kinds of bizarre memory fragments appearing in Hu Huan's mind for no apparent reason, Hu Huan has also often sensed that someone... or something is calling him recently.
It was as if he had a long-lost child bride.
Hu Huan threw away the trash and put his hands in his trouser pockets, feeling a little confused.
His father is a gambler, the kind who runs a casino.
My mother was an atypical little girl. When she was young, she could wield a knife and slash at two burly men. She even beat them until they were covered in blood, and chased them from the street to the end of the street.
It is an original tragedy for any child to be born into such a chaotic family, not to mention that he is still a teenager who is only twelve years old and suspects that he is mentally ill!
How to organize your future life?
In China at this time, the Internet had not yet become popular, Internet cafes had not yet appeared, and video game arcades were the mainstream of civilian children's entertainment, but the family did not have the pocket money to give him.
Hu Huan didn't have money to play games, but he didn't want to go home either.
"Isn't this Huanhuan?"
"how!"
"Want to have some fun?"
Three young men in their twenties, dressed in fashionable clothes, looked particularly enthusiastic when they saw Hu Huan.
Hu Huan turned around and left. He didn't want to get involved with these guys.
These three young men often hang out at their family's casino and are not typically good people.
Seeing that Hu Huan was unwilling to pay attention to them, the leading young man blew a loud whistle and seemed a little proud. He didn't know what he was proud of. He just felt that it was quite honorable to make Hu Huan turn around and run away.
"Huanhuan, don't leave!"
"That's it, play with my buddies."
"Take you to see the colorful world."
Amid the booing from the three young men, Hu Huan walked faster. He hated the nickname "Huan Huan" deeply. No one would like a nickname that sounded like the name of a dog.
He didn't go far when he was blocked by seven or eight high school students. The leader was tall and strong with fleshy cheeks. He asked with a ferocious smile: "Brother Daolin is talking to you? Why are you so silent?"
rule?"
The faces of the three young men changed colors together as if a dye vat had been opened. The leader shouted: "You little bastard, don't do anything excessive!"
The tall and strong high school student with thick cheeks thought this was an encouragement to him. He smiled proudly and said, "Brother Daolin is really angry..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a muffled sound and his fat body flew up. Before he fainted, the only thought in his mind was: "Why did Brother Daolin hit me?"
The young man named Brother Daolin kicked away the high school student who was blocking the way, and cursed with a cold sweat: "Whose brats are you, how dare you block Brother Huan's way? Do you know that half of the city is full of
From Brother Huan’s house?”
Several high school students were scolded and were confused. Did they really not know who Hu Huan was? How could they have thought that under the leadership of their little boss, they flattered Brother Daolin but hit the right mark?
Hu Huan ignored these people and instead accelerated his pace. After a few minutes, he calmed down and found that he had broken into an abandoned factory.
This is a playground for nearby children.
When he was a child, Hu Huan often came here to play. At that time, the factory was quite lively.
Without any warning, countless strange memories suddenly popped up in Hu Huan's mind, and all kinds of fragmented pictures were stuffed in one after another.
It's like smashing a person's life into billions of pieces and buying and selling at random. This feeling is absolutely uncomfortable.
Hu Huan's brain felt like it had been pricked by red-hot iron needles 3,600 times, and he squatted on the ground in pain.
The memory fragments that come to mind seem to be related to a secret organization, with all kinds of strange people and monsters in it. It is very absurd and completely unimaginable.
"Fuck!"
"My disease is causing attacks more and more frequently. I really need to see a doctor. I'll ask my mother for some money later."
The stinging pain came and went quickly, disappearing in just a few minutes.
Hu Huan endured the "attack", took a breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was about to stand up when he was attracted by something on the ground. It had been buried in the soil for who knows how long, and only an amber shell was exposed.
Hu Huan was curious for a moment and picked up a branch nearby. After a while, he dug out the thing.
It was a palm-sized conch, but Hu Huan had never seen such a beautiful conch before. Its shell was also inlaid with many gold threads. It was completely a handicraft, not like a natural creation at all.
A thought came to Hu Huan's mind: "I wonder if this thing can be sold for money?"
He immediately overturned this idea.
This conch seemed to have a strange affinity with him, like an old thing that had been used for a long time and had developed feelings for it.
"Forget it, there's no need to worry about selling everything."
"Such a beautiful conch, let me keep it for fun."
Hu Huan put the conch into his pocket and was about to find a place to stay until dinner time before going home, when the sky suddenly darkened not far away.
It was as if someone had taken a moment out of time and sped it up dozens of times. The night that was supposed to slowly darken and come quietly spread out at a speed visible to the naked eye, covering the entire abandoned factory in an instant.
The thick black mist was as light as smoke at first, and then became overwhelming.
This posture is anything but normal.
The abandoned factory suddenly became ten times more dilapidated, covered in darkness, and several children playing in the abandoned factory disappeared. It seemed to have entered the end of the world.
"What's going on with this horse riding?"
"How come the world is ending in broad daylight? Didn't the book say that it was 1999?"
Within a few minutes of picking up the conch, the whole world had become as dark as ink, and he could no longer distinguish his direction.
Hu Huan pinched the conch in his hand, subconsciously put it in his pocket, stretched out his feet to explore the ground, but couldn't find the branch just now.
He hesitated for a moment, gave up testing, and quietly lowered his body. This was the experience of fighting at night taught by my mother.
"Is there going to be an earthquake? Or is there going to be a heavy rain?"
"typhoon?"
"It couldn't be that U.S. imperialism launched a nuclear bombing or dropped chemical weapons, right?"