48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng paddled the door, swimming in the opposite direction of the tsunami.

Along the way, he saw a number of tragic situations, including floating bodies, the loss of a child's mother, and the loss of a mother's child, sitting on a rooftop, the loss of all souls, whimpering with a companion's body in his arms, or the inability to find someone seeking help, in addition to forward-looking and crisis survivors who looked down for food or drinking water.

Zhang Heng did not move, and continued to move towards the target location. Anyway, this is just what happened in the dream, and nothing would change if he did not intervene.

Eventually, before he arrived at a five-star hotel, the hotel's reception hall was no longer underwater, and the receptionist was unable to register and open the room for the guest who was staying at the store. Zhang Heng climbed directly along the outer wall to the sixth floor and found a room with a window open.

The people inside were nowhere to be found, but the suitcase was still thrown by the bed. Zhang Heng saw the free mineral water placed on the table. He picked it up and drank half a bottle, then took off his wet clothes and shoes, wiped his hair dry and changed into the hotel's yukata and slippers.

Zhang Heng did not know how Shen Xixi was doing on their side. For now, it is likely that they all dispersed after entering the dream.

Of course, Shen Xixi and his team entered a little earlier than him, wondering if Han Lu had been found.

Zhang Heng also had difficulty taking effective action in the current situation. He stood in front of the hotel window and looked down at the ocean.

The only good news is that there were no more tsunamis until night, but on the other hand, there were no signs of declining water levels in the city.

Zhang Heng looked at the starfish in his eyes, 12 hours had passed since he left Hanlu's residence, which was clearly not the normal time, because the time of death of the person who had been hit by [Death Dream] was long and short, but not longer than three hours.

Just when Zhang Heng didn't know what he could do next, the strange cloud over his head covered the entire city crept apart, and then Zhang Heng's brain was drowsy again.

…………

This time Zhang Heng opened his eyes and found himself standing outside a watch store. Starfish was about two and a half hours ahead of when he first entered the dream, and the genius was just glowing.

However, the city has completely recovered from the tsunami, and the owner of the roadside breakfast stall has begun to get busy, but Zhang Heng still noticed some differences.

That's the shop on the street that generally looks very old, like a product of the '70s and' 80s. Take the clock store next to him as an example. There is no neon in the flowers. The simple black plaque has four large letters printed on it to repair the clock. There is still a yellow paper on the glass window, which says Shanghai, Dongfeng, Beijing in red... Zhang Heng guessed that this should be the watch sign, but now it is almost invisible on the market.

He walked out of the same hutong, unlike the bad traffic from the third ring to the fourth ring in the afterlife. There were very few vehicles on the road. The vast majority of people were riding their bicycles. Occasionally, there were old iron buses passing by. There were even leisurely donkey cars beside him. Traffic was commanded at the intersection by a traffic police station with an armed belt between his waist in a white shirt and black pants. Not far behind him was a small square with banners - long live the friendship between the Chinese and French peoples!

A green military truck drove by Zhang Heng, full of young people, they grabbed the beam above, grabbed the straw hat with one hand, and sang a song in their mouths. Everyone's face was full of hope for the future, and there was no sign of the frustration of future generations of young people forced to raise their heads by mortgages and 996.

…………

Is this... a childhood dream?

Zhang Heng counted, Han Lu should still be studying at this time, just wondering if he was in junior high school or elementary school.

Back in the '70s and' 80s, it was interesting to see this history for yourself, but it wasn't so friendly for Zhang Heng and others who wanted to find Han Lu.

After all, Zhang Heng and Han Lu have not been in contact for that long, and there is limited knowledge of the latter. Previously, nobody in the residence and company, Zhang Heng, could only try to get lucky from the taxi.

Now the dream changed to Han Lu's childhood, Zhang Heng's eyes blackened.

At this time, he was not yet born. Most of the knowledge of this era came from books and movies. As for where Han Lu lived at this time, how many people lived at home, and where he went to school, he had no idea.

But then something seemed to flash through Zhang Heng's head. Zhang Heng realized that he seemed to have caught something important, but when he tried to think hard, he couldn't remember.

Zhang Heng stood on the side of the road for a while and could only continue to take advantage of his luck.

He waited for the light to turn green and walked to the square opposite, where three young men, two men and one woman, were rehearsing dance, the girl was wearing a long-sleeved military uniform, and the two boys behind her were wearing a suit in the middle mountains, and the three of them jumped forgetting me, completely disregarding the eyes of the people around them.

Zhang Heng noticed that the three of them were also because of their girls.

She looked so bright in the crowd, like she was shining some kind of light.

Zhang Heng tried to replace herself with Han Lu's perspective. Like the obscene taxi driver, Han Lu obviously put a lot of emotion into this dance girl. At that time, she could see that she envied this girl who could dance freely. That's why she became so bright in Han Lu's memory.

However, for Zhang Heng, this is useless information, because Han Lu is in a bystander view, envying the girl in the crowd, but does not have any communication with each other, so Zhang Heng can not hear any information about Han Lu from the dance girl's mouth.

Zhang Heng quickly removed his gaze and looked for the next target. His gaze was not far away on another woman watching dance. She was also the second most visible person in this square. Of course, the toad mirror on her face retained the mirror frame as a logo for imported goods, which can't be noticed.

Zhang Heng then saw the ice cream truck not far away. An old man with a white hat and a white apron was screaming for sale, one in five.

…………

Zhang Heng was a little speechless. Is it Han Lu's envious collection in this square? He can already feel that Han Lu is not too old at this time.

That's when someone shot him in the back.

Zhang Heng turned around and saw a face full of surprises. It was the girl named Rabbit from Shen Xixi's team. The latter looked like she saw the savior. "Mom, yeah, I finally met someone I know. Great. Do you know where the hell this place is? ”