The autumn and winter in southern Hunan are cold and wet, but there is less rain and snow. It was originally a bit sunny in the morning, but it was infiltrated at this time. The mottled light and shadow in the dense woods disappeared without a trace, and the slowly trembling branches and leaves made a sound of shaking sounds, as if the storm was about to come.
Qin An woke up in horror. All the familiar and unfamiliar in front of him. When he kissed the handwriting, the sound in the past memory seemed to ring in his ears.
Qin An lowered his head and looked at himself. It was no different. He was still dressed as a young man, and he did not make him become a middle-aged man who was not in a trance.
Qin An felt a chill in front of his forehead. When he touched it, there was actually a burst of sweat. Qin An touched himself and shook his head hard. This was not the word written by Anya. It was now 1997, and his beloved daughter was not born yet.
His love for his daughter is still his love for Qin Qin.
Qin An staggered back to the car, glanced at the pavilion, tried hard to calm himself down, and continued to follow the arrow prompts on the navigation.
The weather in the mountains changed faster. Qiuchen, who was originally a little cold but still clear, was already cloudy at this time, and the powerful engine was still creating a strong roar that made people feel at ease. However, this seemed to be the only sound, and it still had a force that made Qin An inexplicably resist. It seemed to come from another world, and the sound coming from was pulling him back.
This car shouldn't have appeared here, just like him.
Qin An took a deep breath, watching the tall or thin trees in front of him, passing by one by one, and not seeing the sky above his head or the valleys that could be seen in the distance. The mountain roads that were not too long in Qin An's impression seemed endless.
Qin An was about to speed up a little, but a few drops of rain hit the car window. Qin An had to give up this idea and keep moving forward at a safe speed.
The mountain road kept surrounding and the monotonous scenery was repeated constantly. Qin An felt a little dazed. Suddenly, a woman in front seemed to be waving to him with a child. Qin An suddenly braked and jumped out of the car.
The front was empty, as if it was just an illusion. Qin An hurriedly ran over and looked around, but there was nothing, and there was no trace of anyone walking.
The rain hit Qin An, which was wet and cold. Qin An hugged his shoulders, shivered, and got into the car.
Continue to move forward all the way, and soon the woman and the child appeared again. Qin An was sure that he had read it wrong again, but when he ran over, he still had nothing.
There are too many things in this world that transcend human common sense and cannot understand, but Qin An did not think about the mystery. All this is too weird, and there is her shadow inside. It was her text message that asked him to come. This should not be a coincidence, and it may not be arranged by her.
Qin An returned to the car, wiped the rain from his head, and took out his cell phone, but there was no signal on the cell phone.
This situation is not uncommon. After all, even more than ten years later, the communication signal was not completely indiscriminately covered. Qin An drove around and stopped, finally found a place with a signal, and quickly dialed the eleven-digit mobile phone number.
This mobile phone number that can only be sent to text messages and has never been dialed through, but it actually got through.
Hello, husband... wherever you are, I've been home...
The voice sounded a little strange, but the next moment it stirred up the memory in his heart. This voice belonged to his wife, who was already a mother, and had a more roundness and gentleness.
Hello……
Qin An's voice trembled. Did he really call a phone number across time and space?
Hello...hee...this signal...
There was a hissing sound from the receiver, and the phone was disconnected.
Qin An hurriedly went to check his phone, but there was no signal again. He tried it several times, but he never dialed again, and he couldn't send a text message.
Qin An dropped his phone, stepped on the accelerator and rushed to the sky with the instructions on the navigation device.
The strange image of the woman and the child appeared again. Qin An did not stop again, but the woman and the child rushed past his car. Two pairs of empty and cold eyes flashed through the car window and Qin An's quick glances missed.
Qin An suddenly turned around, but there was still no one in the rearview mirror. At the moment just now, Qin An clearly saw that the appearance of the woman and the child was clearly similar to his wife and daughter, but his eyes and posture... were not like living people.
Qin An turned on the air conditioner with trembling hands, making the car warmer and dispel the chill in his heart. He turned on the music casually, but it was a low and melodious prelude. The familiar classic Canon perfectly rendered a kind of artistic conception of saving and waiting for an explosion... This is the song of "Feng Huáng".
Qin An was stunned. Now, who else can perform this song except himself in this world?
However, this song that made him fall in love with him at this time made him feel restless and rush off and turned on the radio.
Every radio station plays "Feng Huáng".
Qin An was busy preparing to turn off the radio, but the song kept circling in the car, as if it was coming from the void, with no trace to be found.
Qin An's heart was in a state of horror. What was going on? He hurriedly stopped the car. Qin An ran out of the car. The drizzle hit him through the woods. The familiar music came from all directions, from the bushes, from the distant front, from the rear that had just passed, from the soles of his feet, from the top of his head.
It seemed like a summoning, as if it was a urging, as if it was entanglement, Qin An could not resist. Qin An raised his head and felt dizzy. He staggered into the car, his eyes were wet with rain, but he clearly saw the time on the navigation device beating rapidly.
1998…1999…2000…
Looking at the time that kept beating, Qin An felt dizzy and then fainted.
Actually, I have thought that if we have always been such good friends, I will marry you when we grow up.
If you take the high school entrance examination better than me, I will let you kiss you...or you can't even think about it.
Qin'an, I like you, I like you very much...
The three of us will always be together...
Qin An suddenly woke up and sat up suddenly. He felt his head dizzy, as if he had taken too many sleeping pills before falling asleep and was so uncomfortable that he was awakened again. He pressed his head tightly with his hands, as if he was about to explode.
Qin An rubbed his temples, put his hands on the steering wheel, his eyes stunned. These hands no longer exude the whiteness and vitality that is unique to young people, but rather the feeling of an adult man. Some of the fine lines reveal a mud yellow color that is no longer youthful.
Qin An looked at the time of flying on the center console in surprise and stopped slowly at this moment. He felt a little heavy on his wrist. It turned out to be a Patek Philippe with a sense of vicissitudes of history. Qin An remembered that this watch should be one of his father-in-law's collections and was given to him on a birthday of Qin An.
The watch is not important, but what caught Qin An’s attention was that although there is no year, the month, date and week are exactly the same as those displayed on the center console.
Qin An was stunned for a moment, feeling like a puppet, with his soul stripped away. At first, some walking corpses couldn't tell the difference between reality, memory or dreams.
Qin An kicked open the car door and walked out of the car with a swaying swaying. Looking at the familiar house in front of him, a ray of sunshine in the distance spread the clouds and scattered the bright spot on the golf course under the hillside.
dad!
Anya rushed over, Anluo in the distance smiled at the corner of his mouth. Sun Pao and Qin Xiaotian were giving their new girlfriend the greedy big koi in the fish pond. Qin Huai and An Xu were driving electric cars, as if they were preparing to go fishing in the lake not far away.
Qin An saw all this and fell to the ground.
Qin An woke up in horror. All the familiar and unfamiliar in front of him. When he kissed the handwriting, the sound in the past memory seemed to ring in his ears.
Qin An lowered his head and looked at himself. It was no different. He was still dressed as a young man, and he did not make him become a middle-aged man who was not in a trance.
Qin An felt a chill in front of his forehead. When he touched it, there was actually a burst of sweat. Qin An touched himself and shook his head hard. This was not the word written by Anya. It was now 1997, and his beloved daughter was not born yet.
His love for his daughter is still his love for Qin Qin.
Qin An staggered back to the car, glanced at the pavilion, tried hard to calm himself down, and continued to follow the arrow prompts on the navigation.
The weather in the mountains changed faster. Qiuchen, who was originally a little cold but still clear, was already cloudy at this time, and the powerful engine was still creating a strong roar that made people feel at ease. However, this seemed to be the only sound, and it still had a force that made Qin An inexplicably resist. It seemed to come from another world, and the sound coming from was pulling him back.
This car shouldn't have appeared here, just like him.
Qin An took a deep breath, watching the tall or thin trees in front of him, passing by one by one, and not seeing the sky above his head or the valleys that could be seen in the distance. The mountain roads that were not too long in Qin An's impression seemed endless.
Qin An was about to speed up a little, but a few drops of rain hit the car window. Qin An had to give up this idea and keep moving forward at a safe speed.
The mountain road kept surrounding and the monotonous scenery was repeated constantly. Qin An felt a little dazed. Suddenly, a woman in front seemed to be waving to him with a child. Qin An suddenly braked and jumped out of the car.
The front was empty, as if it was just an illusion. Qin An hurriedly ran over and looked around, but there was nothing, and there was no trace of anyone walking.
The rain hit Qin An, which was wet and cold. Qin An hugged his shoulders, shivered, and got into the car.
Continue to move forward all the way, and soon the woman and the child appeared again. Qin An was sure that he had read it wrong again, but when he ran over, he still had nothing.
There are too many things in this world that transcend human common sense and cannot understand, but Qin An did not think about the mystery. All this is too weird, and there is her shadow inside. It was her text message that asked him to come. This should not be a coincidence, and it may not be arranged by her.
Qin An returned to the car, wiped the rain from his head, and took out his cell phone, but there was no signal on the cell phone.
This situation is not uncommon. After all, even more than ten years later, the communication signal was not completely indiscriminately covered. Qin An drove around and stopped, finally found a place with a signal, and quickly dialed the eleven-digit mobile phone number.
This mobile phone number that can only be sent to text messages and has never been dialed through, but it actually got through.
Hello, husband... wherever you are, I've been home...
The voice sounded a little strange, but the next moment it stirred up the memory in his heart. This voice belonged to his wife, who was already a mother, and had a more roundness and gentleness.
Hello……
Qin An's voice trembled. Did he really call a phone number across time and space?
Hello...hee...this signal...
There was a hissing sound from the receiver, and the phone was disconnected.
Qin An hurriedly went to check his phone, but there was no signal again. He tried it several times, but he never dialed again, and he couldn't send a text message.
Qin An dropped his phone, stepped on the accelerator and rushed to the sky with the instructions on the navigation device.
The strange image of the woman and the child appeared again. Qin An did not stop again, but the woman and the child rushed past his car. Two pairs of empty and cold eyes flashed through the car window and Qin An's quick glances missed.
Qin An suddenly turned around, but there was still no one in the rearview mirror. At the moment just now, Qin An clearly saw that the appearance of the woman and the child was clearly similar to his wife and daughter, but his eyes and posture... were not like living people.
Qin An turned on the air conditioner with trembling hands, making the car warmer and dispel the chill in his heart. He turned on the music casually, but it was a low and melodious prelude. The familiar classic Canon perfectly rendered a kind of artistic conception of saving and waiting for an explosion... This is the song of "Feng Huáng".
Qin An was stunned. Now, who else can perform this song except himself in this world?
However, this song that made him fall in love with him at this time made him feel restless and rush off and turned on the radio.
Every radio station plays "Feng Huáng".
Qin An was busy preparing to turn off the radio, but the song kept circling in the car, as if it was coming from the void, with no trace to be found.
Qin An's heart was in a state of horror. What was going on? He hurriedly stopped the car. Qin An ran out of the car. The drizzle hit him through the woods. The familiar music came from all directions, from the bushes, from the distant front, from the rear that had just passed, from the soles of his feet, from the top of his head.
It seemed like a summoning, as if it was a urging, as if it was entanglement, Qin An could not resist. Qin An raised his head and felt dizzy. He staggered into the car, his eyes were wet with rain, but he clearly saw the time on the navigation device beating rapidly.
1998…1999…2000…
Looking at the time that kept beating, Qin An felt dizzy and then fainted.
Actually, I have thought that if we have always been such good friends, I will marry you when we grow up.
If you take the high school entrance examination better than me, I will let you kiss you...or you can't even think about it.
Qin'an, I like you, I like you very much...
The three of us will always be together...
Qin An suddenly woke up and sat up suddenly. He felt his head dizzy, as if he had taken too many sleeping pills before falling asleep and was so uncomfortable that he was awakened again. He pressed his head tightly with his hands, as if he was about to explode.
Qin An rubbed his temples, put his hands on the steering wheel, his eyes stunned. These hands no longer exude the whiteness and vitality that is unique to young people, but rather the feeling of an adult man. Some of the fine lines reveal a mud yellow color that is no longer youthful.
Qin An looked at the time of flying on the center console in surprise and stopped slowly at this moment. He felt a little heavy on his wrist. It turned out to be a Patek Philippe with a sense of vicissitudes of history. Qin An remembered that this watch should be one of his father-in-law's collections and was given to him on a birthday of Qin An.
The watch is not important, but what caught Qin An’s attention was that although there is no year, the month, date and week are exactly the same as those displayed on the center console.
Qin An was stunned for a moment, feeling like a puppet, with his soul stripped away. At first, some walking corpses couldn't tell the difference between reality, memory or dreams.
Qin An kicked open the car door and walked out of the car with a swaying swaying. Looking at the familiar house in front of him, a ray of sunshine in the distance spread the clouds and scattered the bright spot on the golf course under the hillside.
dad!
Anya rushed over, Anluo in the distance smiled at the corner of his mouth. Sun Pao and Qin Xiaotian were giving their new girlfriend the greedy big koi in the fish pond. Qin Huai and An Xu were driving electric cars, as if they were preparing to go fishing in the lake not far away.
Qin An saw all this and fell to the ground.
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