A year later, it was calm
The moon is still high in the sky, the stars are devastated, the deep space of the universe is quiet and peaceful, there is no terrible alien invasion of the earth as Hao Zhi said, and the same plot as those science fiction movies has not happened.
Hao Zhi's so-called super ability has not appeared. He still lives an ordinary and boring life and is trapped in "real" life.
He even went to the Ming Tombs to find the underground palace base. There was nothing in the open scenic spot. Everything was just a dream.
There was no elevator, no accident, no great destruction of the earth. He didn't even find a trace of evidence to prove that the things he had experienced really existed. There was no evidence of connection with the fantasy world except the transition ability and the corresponding names in life.
What should I do?
Hao Zhi repeatedly asked himself, what should I do?
The doctor said, live well and find your sense of achievement in this world. Only losers will cling to their fantasies, right?
He felt that he was divided and completely divided mentally. On the one hand, he was a fanatic who experienced the destruction of the world at the age of 32, and on the other hand, he was a learning residue facing the college entrance examination at the age of 18. He even faintly laughed at his fantasy of such complex and real events.
Time is the most ruthless thing. No matter how tangled and struggling you are, it still walks forward slowly, faster and faster.
After failing in the college entrance examination, Wang Yanke was admitted to a famous university. The two said a lot of reluctant words in the garden of the community, and finally parted ways. Hao Zhi went home and cried bitterly. After experiencing the real lovelorn, he felt that he had grown up a lot.
His parents paid for him to go to a pheasant university. He smoked and played cards with people in the dormitory every day. When he was very bored, he played games on the Internet and formed a team.
He began to indulge in this life, and since there was no way out, he had to do so.
The things in the virtual world have stagnated. A group of brothers are still waiting for their return in the central laboratory. Lele and Dian, the dead Ke Ke, are stuck at that time point.
He tried not to think much, because it was useless to think. He had tried to mobilize his ability countless times, but the fact was that he couldn't go anywhere unless he opened his legs.
He began to write to Wang Yanke, writing out the stories in his fantasy, chapter by chapter, and showing them to her like a novel. When she replied, she seemed very happy and liked his stories very much.
This online love lasted more than two years. Later, during the summer vacation, Wang Yanke went home and stole the dull days of life with Hao Zhi in the Express Hotel next to the school. In the twinkling of an eye, 30 years have passed. The world has not become the future. In addition to faster computers and more convenient life, prices are as high as ever and the pressure is as high as usual.
Hao Zhi has the final say. He no longer works hard and exercises, and he has useless skill to fight. Even now, the society is all policed by the police. His fantasy has become a skill of killing the dragon, and occasionally he will be laughed at by his son. Later he simply lies on the sofa watching TV, smoking, and becomes a white and noisy fat man.
When brushing his teeth before going to bed at night, he often stared at himself in the mirror, his temples were gray, his wrinkles had climbed to the corners of his eyes in unknown years and months, his hair was sparse, his old body began to get fat, and fat accumulated on his stomach, like a nightmare that he couldn't get rid of.
Wang Yanke behind him sat on the toilet and muttered about the high property fees, the reform of water and electricity policy, the unreliable girlfriend his son recently found, and other boring topics, which made him a little upset, like being stuffy in a closed jar. He couldn't breathe that tone anyway