I Can Rewind: External episode (must read the final episode): Hello, Xiao Mo!

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"What's your name?"

"Zhang Xiaomo."

"How can I help you?"

"I...my recent experience is very strange."

"Can you describe it in detail?"

"Okay. It seems that since three months ago, the same man often appears in my dreams. I swear, I have never seen this man. He is not a friend, classmate or colleague in my life. I don't know that face at all."

"If you saw that face now, would you recognize it?"

"Yes, although I was not familiar with it at the time, this man has appeared in my dream for so long, and now I am very familiar with it."

"Could he be a passer-by you often meet on your commute to and from get off work but don't pay attention to?"

"No, I drive to and from get off work by myself. If I often meet such a person, I will definitely have an impression."

"Other than that, what else do you find unusual?"

"Yes, I often see three identical characters. These three characters will appear repeatedly in front of my eyes during this period of time. And I found a very strange phenomenon, no matter what I am doing, eating, Shopping, working, watching movies with my mother, no matter where you are, restaurants, streets, offices, or homes, you will see one of these three characters inexplicably.”

"Which three words are they?"

"Can I open my eyes now? I want to write with a pen."

"Yes."

Zhang Xiaomo opened her eyes, sat up from the comfortable sofa she was lying on, and took the paper and pen from a middle-aged woman in front of her,

This middle-aged woman looks to be in her forties. She wears glasses, a khaki sweater and black pants. She looks gentle and quiet, with a soft smile on her face. Even when she doesn't speak, she just looks at her, It can give people a sense of peace of mind.

"Thank you, Dr. Chen."

Holding a pen, Zhang Xiaomo wrote three characters stroke by stroke on the paper, with beautiful fonts and correct structure.

These three characters are: Ze, Yan, Jun.

"Ze, Yan, Jun?" Dr. Chen read it once, and then asked with a smile, "Do these three words have any special meaning to you?"

Zhang Xiaomo shook her head.

"Think about it carefully. Maybe it was recorded by your subconscious mind. If you don't think about it carefully, maybe you didn't even notice it yourself." Dr. Chen guided step by step.

After thinking for two minutes, Zhang Xiaomo still shook her head.

"Okay, now I will hypnotize you. You lie down slowly, relax your whole body and mind, and imagine that you are standing on an endless grassland."

Zhang Xiaomo lay down again and closed her eyes.

…

A busy street.

A young woman was walking on the sidewalk of the street with a little girl in her arms.

"Ker, we've already passed the muddy place, can you come down and walk by yourself? You've grown up, and mom can't hold you anymore."

The little girl is wearing a red dress, her long, smooth hair has exceeded her shoulders and hangs loosely behind her back.

She nodded obediently when she heard the words, and took advantage of the moment her mother put her down, she turned around in a circle, holding the hem of the skirt with both hands.

"Mom, is Ke'er pretty?"

The woman smiled all over her face, nodded and said: "Pretty, Ke'er is the most beautiful today! After going to the playground later, my mother ordered a birthday cake for you. Do you want to eat it?"

Ke'er smiled sweetly, and suddenly beckoned to the woman.

The woman bent down, thinking that she was going to whisper to herself, but her face was warm, and she was gently sucked by Ke'er.

"Thank you mom!"

At this moment, the bent woman suddenly felt pushed heavily from behind, and she staggered forward.

Because he lost his center of gravity, he threw himself forward a few times, almost falling down every time, and there was a lot of danger, until he rushed to a flower bed by the roadside, and then he reached out and grabbed the fence beside the flower bed, and finally Stabilized his figure.

Ke'er next to her was startled, she ran after her mother while shouting, stretched out her small hand several times but couldn't reach it, and when her mother finally grabbed something and stabilized, she arrived He hugged his mother's leg.

"It's okay, it's okay, mom is okay."

The woman picked her up, and just after a few words of comfort, suddenly, an out-of-control fully loaded truck rushed out of the road like crazy, onto the curb, and passers-by screamed and fled.

The woman didn't have time to think about it, she immediately turned around and ran away holding Ke'er, a series of harsh collisions sounded behind her, the roadside guardrails collapsed in pieces, stone bricks splashed, and telephone poles crooked.

After a violent noise, dust was everywhere, and the out-of-control truck finally got stuck between one of the flower beds and a big tree that had fallen over, and stopped.

The woman hugged Ke'er panting, and stopped together with the other passers-by who were running, and turned around to look, and found that the starting point where the big truck rushed up the curb just now was exactly where Ke'er was standing just now.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous..."

She hugged Ke'er tightly, feeling terrified in her heart.

At this time, Ke'er suddenly turned her head to look at a promotional vehicle that happened to pass by. She could only read the last four words on the slogan because she was not very literate.

These four words are: Good luck!

Ke'er tilted her head, her face full of curiosity.

"Huh?"

…

"Doctor Chen, is my daughter's illness serious?" Zhang Chengjing asked.

At this time, Zhang Xiaomo was already sitting outside the conversation room and waiting.

Dr. Chen shook his head: "It's not very serious. Xiaomo may have been stimulated earlier, and she subconsciously didn't want to recall this memory, so she blocked it by herself. The current memory fragment should be the memory at that time. What she has experienced or seen has led to some people and things that she seems to have known before, but she cannot remember the experience of this memory."

Luo Wenli said: "Then what should we do to make her recover?"

"Create an environment for her to help her recover. I gave her a few relaxation methods, and let her try it after returning home. After that, she will do it three times a day. Don't try to remember it, she will remember it slowly. Yes." Doctor Chen said.

Zhang Chengjing hissed, and said to himself: "Xiao Mo didn't seem to be stimulated by anything before?!"

Luo Wenli nudged him lightly with her elbow, and after Dr. Chen turned back and entered the inner room, she said softly to Zhang Chengjing: "You see, your memory is getting weaker and weaker as you teach all day long. You forgot, Xiao Mo was adopted by us, who knows what she went through before that."

"Oh!" Zhang Chengjing slapped his forehead and suddenly realized.

Zhang Xiaomo, who was sitting on a chair outside the corridor, suddenly raised her head and looked at other patients waiting outside the door who needed psychological interviews, and after her own name was a man's name.

"Yan Jun."

"Liao Jun, please get ready and come with me." A young assistant shouted softly holding the registration form.

"Doctor, my surname is Yan, not Liao." A man stood up and shouted, "My surname is Yan, the color of Yan, you can see clearly."

"Yan?" Zhang Xiaomo muttered silently, her mind becoming dazed again.

She didn't recover until her parents came out.

…

Megali Metropolis, Risen Island Chapel Manor.

53-year-old Melissa was carrying a delicate bamboo basket in her hand, and followed behind a blond girl about ten years old, with a kind smile on her face, and eyes full of love as she stared at the little girl's back.

"Aunt Melissa, there is a small pond in front, there must be a lot of hermit crabs in it, I must catch a hundred of them this time!" The little girl happily pointed to a pond not far ahead .

Melissa looked in the direction of her finger. The diameter of this pond was less than ten meters. There was indeed water in it, but it looked shallow, but the water quality was cloudy. I wondered if there were hermit crabs.

"Alright, let's go and have a look." Melissa smiled and nodded.

He led the little girl closer to the pond.

The little girl pointed down and said excitedly: "Yes, yes, I saw it, Aunt Melissa, I saw it!"

"Don't move here, I'll go down and have a look." Melissa was wearing high rubber boots, and believed that the pond was so shallow that she wouldn't be below her knees.

Just as he was about to go down, suddenly something jumped at his feet.

Melissa looked down and found it was a sardine!

Not only that, at this moment the sardine was kicking alive, as if it had just been caught ashore and was struggling violently.

With a plop, the sardine jumped into the pond.

Almost in the next second, the calm small pond suddenly stirred, the water surface rolled, and a large number of red-tailed tabby leeches emerged from the water, wriggling and rolling, and the scene was frightening.

Melissa almost subconsciously immediately grabbed the little girl's hand and quickly retreated.

"Let's go, let's go, this is a leech, why are there so many leeches here?" Melissa led the little girl around and ran all the way, feeling even more puzzled.

What about that sardine? Why did it appear at my feet?

…

"Xiaomo?"

Zhang Xiaomo's vision gradually became clear, and she recovered from the trance. The TV series in front of her was still going on, but she seemed to have been wandering for five or six minutes.

Luo Wenli touched her head worriedly, and asked, "Do you want to go back to your room to rest?"

Zhang Xiaomo wanted to shake her head, and was going to go out for a walk to relax.

When I was about to speak, I heard the voice in the TV series. The heroine was crying and shouted: "Aze, Aze, don't go! I can't leave you! I really... can't leave Open you! Ze!"

"Ze?"

Zhang Xiaomo gave up the idea of ​​going out to relax, stood up, and said, "Mom, I'm going to lie down in the bedroom."

Back in the bedroom, just laying down, the text message on the phone suddenly rang, picked it up and saw that it was my best friend Xiaozheng who sent me the meeting place of old classmates tomorrow.

"At seven o'clock tomorrow night, Junchong Road, private room 888 on the third floor of Bajun Palace, see you soon."

Zhang Xiaomo stared at the word "Jun" that appeared twice in this text message, and lost her mind again for a moment.

…

Huaying Dadu, Tianyi District, Wangjiawan.

Li Lanlan held the key in his hand, standing on the only small passage leading to the self-built house behind the high wall, staring at the half-hidden door in front of the passage.

She was waiting for her husband to deliver food to the extremely ugly daughter, and when her husband returned from delivering the food, Li Lanlan would quickly close the small door, lock the ugly girl in the self-built house, and not allow her to appear, so as not to frighten the neighbors.

But this time, Wang Kunpeng sent food in for a long time, but it never came out.

Li Lanlan was a little worried. To be honest, she felt both inferior and afraid of her daughter's ugly and terrifying appearance.

Fortunately, there are no ghosts in this world, otherwise she would really suspect that her daughter is an incompletely reincarnated female ghost.

After waiting for another ten minutes, Li Lanlan couldn't help but took two steps forward, walked to the half-hidden door of the room, and softly called out to the other side: "Kunpeng?"

Not long after, there was a sound of footsteps, and it was Wang Kunpeng.

I saw Wang Kunpeng lowered his head all the way, and only raised his head after he walked out of the small gate and walked in front of Li Lanlan.

Li Lanlan was taken aback for a moment, she found that her husband's eyes were filled with tears and his face was in pain.

"How?"

Wang Kunpeng seems to be in pain, too painful to speak: "My daughter just told me that she is fine, she won't think too much, she can stay here quietly, for the rest of her life..."

Hearing this, Li Lanlan's whole body trembled, and she couldn't help asking: "She... is here, what is she doing?"

"Painting, she is learning to paint, to paint herself." Wang Kunpeng choked up and said, "She said that although she is ugly, she knows what her heart looks like. Her heart is beautiful, more beautiful than any scenery in this world." All must be beautiful, she wants to draw the original appearance of this heart!"

In an instant, big teardrops rolled down from Li Lanlan's eyes. She was full of guilt and remorse for her daughter, but at this moment she couldn't bear to treat such a sensible daughter like this anymore.

At this moment, she hates, hates herself so much!

He slapped himself hard twice, and Li Lanlan grabbed her husband's wrist.

"Let's go, let's go up and get my daughter out!"

The fear of her daughter in her heart in the past has disappeared at this moment. After speaking, she should go to the other side of the door first.

On the second floor of the self-built house, in a dark room, an ugly girl with long hair covering her cheeks and only showing her eyes is seriously drawing a **** a white paper.

Although this girl's appearance is not ugly, she is also very ordinary, the kind that cannot be found in the crowd.

But the ugly girl draws very seriously and carefully. In her heart at this moment, she is very ordinary, neither beautiful nor unusual, just an ordinary girl who can no longer be ordinary.

"Is that so?" She said to herself while drawing.

But in the next second, a sound that seemed to be there suddenly sounded in her ear.

"Yeah."

Hearing this voice, the ugly girl suddenly smiled.

"Daughter, daughter, mother is here, mother is sorry for you..."

Li Lanlan's voice came, and Wang Kunpeng and Wang Kunpeng went up to the second floor one after the other. Looking at the simple room and seeing the unkempt daughter in ordinary clothes lying on the table with a pencil in her hand, the husband and wife once again burst into tears.

The ugly girl raised her head, stared at her parents without blinking her eyes under her hair, and then said word by word: "He said... My name is Xiang'er."

…

Huaying Dadu, Baiyang District, in an abandoned villa twenty miles away from the city.

The three sisters, who were wearing white dresses of the same style, were tied together behind their hands and sat on the ground with their backs to their backs, unable to see each other.

Two of the three were still in a coma. Only Zhuang Wenxian woke up with a frightened expression. She didn't know why she was **** here.

After the death of their mother, this was the first time the three sisters went out for an outing, but unexpectedly they fell into a coma after drinking the drink from the farmhouse.

After waking up, everything around has become strange.

"Wen Jing? Wen Hui?" Zhuang Wenxian's voice was crying, and she couldn't help feeling terrified.

Especially now that the two younger sisters are still unconscious, they don't know what's going on and whether their lives are in danger.

At this moment, the door opened with a bang, and a man walked in with a pair of iron tongs in his hand.

Zhuang Wenxian turned her head to look, was startled, and blurted out: "It's you!?"

"Hey, good girl, don't you even call me uncle?" Zheng Bo shook the iron tongs in his hand and walked step by step, "Do you know, I'm ready How long did it take to wait until today?"

Boom!

The iron tongs hit Zhuang Wenxian's feet, splashing sparks, which made Zhuang Wenxian tremble in fright, her face was extremely pale, and she almost cried out.

Zheng Bo squatted down, leaned his upper body forward, looked at Zhuang Wenjing and Zhuang Wenhui who were still in a coma, and then leaned in front of Zhuang Wenxian, gritted his teeth, and said softly: "How the **** am I excited now, you Do you know?"

"To be honest, I really don't know." A thick male voice suddenly sounded at the door.

Zheng Bo trembled violently, turned his head and saw a young man in the uniform of a security officer, holding a pistol in his hand, the black muzzle of the gun was pointing directly at him.

Behind the security guard, there are several security guards holding guns.

"Do you know how excited we are to catch you right now?" The young security officer said with a sneer.

Zheng Bo was so dumbfounded that he couldn't say a word, and several security guards rushed up and handcuffed his hands.

He couldn't understand why the three Zhuang sisters alerted the security bureau so quickly after he had just captured them! ?

Outside the villa, after the young security guard watched the three sisters being put into the ambulance, one of the security guards came over and asked curiously, "An Lu, how did you know what happened here?"

"Someone made an anonymous report." The young security officer named An Lu took out a piece of paper from his pocket, "This is the fax I received this morning. Well, it's weird, there is no transmission number of the other party."

The security officer took a look and saw it said: Ten kilometers away from the western suburbs of Baiyang District, there was a kidnapping case in an abandoned villa. For the sake of making money.

This fax is just a photocopy, the original has been handed in, and it will be investigated by the serious crime team of the Security Bureau.

An Lu lit a cigarette, took a puff, and exhaled smoke rings from his mouth: "But the technical department has worked hard, and still can't find out where the source of this fax is."

…

Zhang Xiaomo was sitting in her father Zhang Chengjing's study, clutching a pen in her hand, and densely wrote the words "Jun", "Yan" and "Ze" on the letterhead paper on the table.

Her brows were slightly frowned, she was puzzled and distressed, she wrote and scratched with the pen in her hand, crossed out and wrote again, and repeated.

There is an old-fashioned radio on the desk. It was playing soothing music at the moment, but then the channel jumped by itself.

Zhang Xiaomo looked up and ignored it.

Not long after, the channel became normal again, but it was no longer the music channel just now, but a male commentary with a magnetic voice, which seemed to be introducing calligraphy.

"Yan Zhenqing was born in Dunhuafang, Wannian County, Jingzhao Prefecture, and his characters are called 'Yan Tishu'..."

Hearing this passage suddenly, Zhang Xiaomo was taken aback for a moment, and involuntarily wrote the word "Yan" with the pen in his hand.

"Yan?" She blurted out to herself.

Immediately wrote "Ze" and then "Jun" next to it.

Think about it and cross it out.

Write down these three words again, but this time, the order of the three words is: Yan, Jun, Ze.

…

No. 39 Old Street, Yanjiao Town, Suncheon City, Tianmeng District.

Looking at her husband lying beside her sleeping soundly, Ye Zhennan secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

At this moment, the husband's face is ruddy, and the alcohol has already occurred, and he will not wake up until tomorrow morning.

But every time before falling asleep after drinking, it was Ye Zhennan's nightmare!

At this time, Ye Zhennan's browbones were broken, blood was oozing, the corners of her mouth were bruised, her gums were swollen, and her mouth hurt even when she moved her tongue.

She slowly left the bed, walked to a bamboo and rattan box, opened the box, took out the white silk that she had prepared before, thought for a while, took out the rolled white silk, put it aside, and then Cover the bamboo and rattan box, lift it up, and walk out of the house without looking back.

Come to the son's bedroom and wake up Xiaolong softly: "Son, don't talk, mom will take you out of here."

Xiaolong was still in a daze, but he didn't seem to hear his mother's screams when his father's insults and beatings came from his parents' bedroom.

He didn't know that his mother was afraid that he would hear it, so she gritted her teeth and didn't groan.

However, Xiaolong also tossed and turned on the bed for a long time before finally falling asleep.

Now when he heard that his mother was going to take him away, he jumped up from the bed, nodded and said softly, "Go, mom, let's go together, stay away from dad, we will leave here forever!"

Ye Zhennan asked him to get dressed. At this moment, the cell phone in his pocket vibrated, and he took it out to look. It showed a message from an unknown source: The car has arrived, leave immediately.

Ye Zhennan grabbed her son's hand, said nothing, walked lightly to the outside of the house, walked down the stone stairs without even closing the door.

Not far from the stone stairs, a starting car is waiting.

Walking over and opening the door, the car driver turned his head and asked, "Is that the car you called?"

"Yes, my surname is Ye." Ye Zhennan nodded and sat in with her son.

The car drove away towards Suncheon City.

The phone vibrated again at this time, Ye Zhennan took it out and took a look: Qihang Hotel is near the airport, take the flight and leave tomorrow morning, the ticket is under the pillow in room 1012, and get the room card with the ID card in front of the front desk.

Looking at the phone screen, Ye Zhennan's eyes filled with tears and her fingers trembled. It took a long time before she finally edited a text message and sent it successfully.

"Thank you, benefactor!"

…

"This girl is nice!"

Jiang Hao stood at the door of the second canteen of the university, looking at a slender short-haired girl walking across.

The girl was dressed in sportswear, with bright eyes and a smile on her face. When she saw Jiang Hao staring at her, she didn't avoid her eyes, but looked back boldly.

"Go, bro, she's looking at you! Go over and ask for a phone number!" The buddies in the same dormitory beside him kept urging, all of them extremely excited.

If it were the usual Jiang Hao, he would have gone to sleep at this moment, but when he thought of the dream he had last night.

He hesitated.

Everything in the dream is still deep in his memory even now. There is a fuzzy woman with a burnt body chasing him, and she keeps saying that she loves him, and she will be with him even if she dies.

"Fuck it, peach blossom robbery, forget it!"

Jiang Hao shook his head violently, and asked for the girl's phone number without saying anything, until a look of disappointment appeared on the girl's face.

The two passed by each other, and have been passing by since then.

"Why didn't you take the initiative, you?" One of the buddies beside him turned his head to look at the girl's back, and said regretfully, "I've heard of this girl before, she's one level lower than us, her name seems to be...Fang Ning Yes, Fang Ning!"

Jiang Hao shuddered for no reason, and changed the topic: "Why are you talking so much? I'm hungry, go and order something to eat!"

…

At this time, in a rich village, Yao Long, who would have turned into a magnetic pile monster, stayed here quietly, taking care of his wife, children and the elderly.

Because there are no weird outbreaks and no butterfly effect, Yao Long in the current time and space has never worked in a nuclear power plant.

As for the Baixing Nuclear Power Station, its leakage accident was postponed for seven full years.

…

Suncheon City, the entrance of Jianye Building diagonally opposite Fenghua Community.

A thin man with a briefcase and a suit and leather shoes walked into the building. He had an ordinary appearance and greeted the security guards naturally when he entered the building.

After entering the elevator on the first floor, the man pressed the button to go to the ninth floor.

During the upward movement of the elevator, the man changed the briefcase in his left hand to his left hand, stretched his right hand to the side of his hair, and carefully took care of his well-trimmed parting in front of the mirror in the elevator.

With a ding sound, the elevator door opened, and the man returned to normal and stepped into the company.

"Mr. Chang, good morning!"

The young man at the front desk made a greeting in the next second.

At the bottom of the Jianye Building at that time, in the reinforced concrete cast, a skeleton was still sleeping forever.

…

In Zhang Chengjing's bedroom.

Xiao Mo stared blankly at the three words written on the paper, and couldn't help muttering to herself, "Yan... Jun... Ze?"

Suddenly, her memory in the dream suddenly surfaced.

Looking at the street downstairs through the window in front of the desk, she withdrew her mind in a trance, stood up, took another serious look at the three words on the paper, turned around and went downstairs, and left the yard. go down the street.

Choosing the direction to walk on the street was entirely based on a momentary intuition, even Zhang Xiaomo herself didn't know why she was walking in this direction.

At the corner, a tricycle selling twist passed by, and the loudspeaker on the car was broadcasting the address of the twist shop.

"Lao Wang Authentic Twist, No. 32 Xinmin Street, just turn right from May Church..."

"Turn right."

Almost subconsciously, after hearing the word "turn right", Zhang Xiaomo immediately turned right at the corner of the street and walked along the street after turning right.

When she came to the corner of this street in about ten minutes, she raised her head slightly, and there was an LED curtain wall lighting advertisement on the side of the building in front of her, and the row of words in front had disappeared. The moment Xiaomo looked up , I just saw the words "go forward and reach your heart".

She still didn't think about anything subconsciously, but crossed the crosswalk in the road, walked to the opposite side, and continued walking.

When I reached the next street corner, I looked at the bus stop sign on the side, and there was a small advertisement posted on it.

There is a big arrow symbol on the small advertisement, and the direction the arrow points to is the street on the left side of here.

Xiao Mo did not hesitate, followed the arrow to the street on the left, and continued on.

He was constantly being hinted, whether it was what passers-by were saying, or the slogans in the street shopping malls, or someone on the phone just raised his hand and pointed in one direction, all these hints were accepted by Zhang Xiaomo.

Without any hesitation, she walked for nearly an hour and came to an alley.

This is the garbage alley where Yan Junze reached the void through the space-time rift for the last time.

At this moment, in front of Zhang Xiaomo, there is an arrow symbol pasted on the wall, pointing to the alley, and below it is a line of small words: Please put **** in the trash bin, everyone is responsible for caring for the environment.

Zhang Xiaomo turned around and walked into the alley, passing through the first big green trash can, and then the second one.

After walking past the second trash can, she stood here, lowered her head, and looked at the ground not far from her feet.

And on the ground at this moment, when someone discarded the paint bucket, the remaining paint spilled out, forming an irregular circle here, and the size of the circle is just big enough for a person's feet to stand in. .

Zhang Xiaomo frowned slightly, she began to hesitate here, because up until now, she didn't know what she was doing, why did she come here by accident? And there is an urge to stand inside the circle formed by the paint!

In this seemingly ordinary circle, there seems to be something strange waiting for him.

After hesitating for less than a minute, she suddenly stepped into the circle with her right foot, and then stepped into the circle with her left foot.

Stand still.

Raising her head suddenly, Zhang Xiaomo quickly covered her mouth in fright, but the scream still came from her mouth.

Because she realized that she was no longer in that alley, but was standing in a strange void, the surroundings seemed to be pitch black, but her eyes could still see the surrounding scenery~IndoMTL.com~Everything seemed so weird.

Immediately, Zhang Xiaomo found a figure standing in front of her, to be precise, it was the figure of a man.

The man stepped forward, walked out of the darkness, and completely appeared in front of her.

This is a strange... no! Zhang Xiaomo was taken aback, she remembered that she had seen this face countless times in her dreams, so far, she was very familiar with this man's face.

"Are you..." Xiao Mo couldn't help asking.

But after asking these words, a thought came to her mind, and the three words she had been seeing all this time jumped out, and she almost blurted out.

In the next second, she got confirmation from the man.

"My name is Yan Junze!" The man smiled, and his polite tone revealed an indescribable intimacy for her.

"Hello, Xiao Mo! It's a pleasure to meet you again!"