In the tunnel, the smoking truck was forced to a stop by Yu Zhesen, who was wearing a silver flash exoskeleton armor, and turned over, hitting the wall with a loud noise.
In the cargo compartment behind the truck, a full load of coal was spilled all over the floor.
All of this seemed unrealistic. Yu Zhesen looked at his hands and thought that this was indeed a dream.
Just like the plot in the thrillers I watched back then, there was no one in the cab of the truck, as if it was being controlled by a ghost from hell and running on the road.
The silver-gray car slowly drove up to and stopped beside him. An Zhitian's voice came through the half-rolled window: "Hey, are you okay?"
Yu Zhesen turned around, looked at the fierce scarred face, and nodded.
In the back seat, two children were looking at him curiously.
"Robot." He heard his younger self say excitedly.
An He obviously knew better: "It's an exoskeleton armor."
After making a call to someone who was probably the Transportation Bureau, An Zhitian drove on and continued on the road. Yu Zhesen watched them leave the tunnel.
He waited until the taillights of the silver-gray car could no longer be seen before he removed the exoskeleton armor.
There was a faint strange feeling in his body, but he couldn't tell what it was.
The large truck that overturned on the side no longer emitted strange smoke. Yu Zhesen walked half a circle around the truck body, wanting to take a closer look at this terrifying element that had once impressed him deeply, but he no longer had even a little bit of it in his heart.
The feeling of fear.
After a while, he finally understood that as he grew up, the things he was afraid of when he was a child were no longer scary.
Leaving the scene of the accident he caused, he headed towards the light at the exit of the tunnel.
Step by step, he didn't know how long he had walked, but he actually felt a little tired. This distance of about 1.5 kilometers actually consumed him a lot of energy.
Standing at the exit of the tunnel, Yu Zhesen raised his hands to cover his eyes. The bright sunshine poured down from his head, and the sky was cloudless.
There was a road sign standing at the exit of the tunnel. He raised his head with difficulty to read it. It read "Yunchongshan Tunnel No. 2".
At this moment, he finally realized that the angle of his sight was very strange. The elevation angle was somewhat unreasonable. He had not looked up at a street sign like this for many years.
Yu Zhesen lowered his head again and saw his child-like body and hands.
He changed into what he looked like when he was a child.
"Shi Xin... Shi Xin?" Yu Zhesen called out Shi Xin's name in his mind in panic, but did not receive any response.
At some point, the drunken and crazy woman in his mind disappeared.
A strong sense of helplessness surged into his heart. Yu Zhesen suddenly wanted to wake up from this dream, but he didn't know what to do.
The road continues to extend forward, and there is a path leading to the mountains to the west, leaving mottled ruts on the dirt road.
An Zhitian was driving on that path. Yu Zhesen remembered that this path led all the way to the depths of Yunchong Mountain, where there was a flat-topped hill 800 meters above sea level. They were going to camp on the top of the mountain tonight.
He walked onto the path unknowingly and followed the ruts. The child's body soon became tired and out of breath.
Just when he felt that he could no longer walk, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a harmonica coming from ahead.
Someone is playing the harmonica, and the song is "The Dream Flower That Never Dies" by Soul Burning Band.
"Perhaps it is some kind of destiny that leads us to meet here." A gentleman holding a harmonica and wearing a top hat appeared at the curve of the road ahead.
"You are..."
"Freud was a psychiatrist."
How is that possible? Yu Zhesen doesn’t believe it.
The Soul Burning Band declares that the background story of the song is fictitious. There is no strange disease called somnambulism in the world, and naturally there is no doctor named Freud.
"You don't believe it?" The gentleman who called himself Freud approached him.
Yu Zhesen clenched his fists. He wanted to activate the power predicted by the law of cause and effect, but his body did not respond.
In the eyes of the other party, he is just a child with a stubborn expression on his face.
Yu Zhesen suddenly remembered that when he was 11 years old, he had not awakened to actively use the ability to predict powers.
Similarly, he did not meet Shi Xin at this time.
"Everyone will have unforgettable memories and irreparable regrets." The gentleman put the harmonica to his lips and continued to play the song related to dreams.
Yu Zhesen followed his gaze and looked toward the mountain. He could vaguely see a silver-gray car crawling up the winding mountain road.
He suddenly began to have a headache, and the sound of the harmonica changed. The melodious tune suddenly turned into a harsh whistle, which tortured his fragile eardrums.
The surrounding scenery begins to regress, and a magical phenomenon like time rewinding is taking place.
Soon, Yu Zhesen returned to the dark tunnel, and the smoking truck drove towards him at high speed.
This time he doesn't have an exoskeleton armor, he is still the same 11-year-old kid.
"Does your courage come from within or from outside?" The gentleman asked condescendingly, sitting cross-legged on a pile of coal loaded in the cargo bed of a large truck.
Yu Zhesen's body was stiff and unable to move, and his legs felt like they were filled with lead.
The sound of a sudden brake came from behind, and An Zhitian's roar sounded: "Get out of the way!"
Boom!
The tunnel suddenly collapsed, and a huge boulder blocked the middle of the road, separating him from the speeding truck.
Yu Zhesen's vision went dark, and after a moment he suddenly opened his eyes. On the central stage of the bar, the drummer of the RANDOM band played a shocking drum beat at that moment.
Shen Yunqiu lay on the table and snored slightly. Yu Zhesen used his arms to support the table to support his upper body, and saw a vague shadow in the corner of his eye.
I don't know when there was an extra person on the sofa in the corner occupied by him and Shen Yunqiu.
At the same time, Yu Zhesen found that the electronic bracelet was successfully worn on his left wrist.
Yu Qingxue sat beside him, holding a glass filled with pure water in his hand.
"Are you awake?" She pushed another glass on the table towards Yu Zhesen, "Drink some water."
"How did you find this place..." Yu Zhesen covered his aching head with one hand, picked up the glass with the other and took a sip of water.
The dry discomfort in his mouth was diluted, and he drank the remaining water in one breath, finally feeling better.
"Through the positioning of your mobile phone." Yu Qingxue said, "This place is quite hidden. It took me some time to find the way in."
"Oh."
Yu Zhesen responded lukewarmly. He probably knew that Yu Qingxue was here to give him a bracelet, but he had no intention of thanking her.
"I have deleted the monitoring function of the bracelet."
"Oh."
"If I apologize to you, will you forgive me?"
Yu Zhesen smiled and said sarcastically: "Do you decide to apologize only if you are forgiven?"
"I'm sorry, I've never been very good at considering other people's feelings."
Yu Qingxue curled her lips mockingly: "Because of my ability, I almost never had to think about other people's feelings in the first half of my life."
"I can easily sense the other person's emotions and thoughts, and then respond deliberately or perfunctorily according to my own mood."
Yu Zhesen put down the glass: "Mind reading is really amazing. You can manipulate others at will, right? Then why do you bother to use monitoring?"
Yu Qingxue slowly turned her face towards him, letting him see the blood dripping from her other nostril.
"You saw the syringes and stabilizers in my briefcase, right?" She smiled sincerely in front of Yu Zhesen for the first time, "They are not for you, they are for myself."
Yu Zhesen opened his mouth in surprise.
"It's ironic, isn't it? The person who was sent to investigate you is himself a problematic person." Yu Qingxue said, "Perhaps it was a punishment for my unrestrained abuse of abilities in the first half of my life. Now I am on the verge of binge walking disorder.
Superpowers."
"Then why does the Administration still..."
"Because people with telepathic abilities are so rare, even a guy like me who is close to being scrapped is still regarded as a talent by the administration." Yu Qingxue said calmly.
Yu Zhesen was silent for a moment, then took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed it to her: "Wipe it...your blood."
"Thank you."
"Is it because you read Jing Xiangming's thoughts today that you become like this?" Yu Zhesen asked anxiously.
Yu Qingxue shook her head: "I'm not so weak."
"Then what about the ability you just used? On me?" Yu Zhesen's emotions that had just calmed down became intense again.
He looked at Yu Qingxue with complicated eyes, wondering what this woman wanted to do and why she always gave him a slap in the face when he had established a little good impression of her.
"The collapse of the tunnel was caused by me." Yu Qingxue threw the tissue that wiped the nosebleed into the trash can under the table. "The outer layer of your mind is very strong, and it is not easy to break even in sleep. I
I could only resort to some violent measures, but it seemed that I woke you up by accident."