Chapter 1286 Target

In Hutai County in early June, the weather was mixed with rolling heat waves.

Cars drove past the smooth asphalt road, bypassed the fountain in front of Tiger Seafood Store, and entered the next entrance.

With his hands hanging between his knees, Wei Sheng sat on the sidewalk of the seafood shop, watching the waiters of the seafood shop setting up sheds and setting up tables and chairs on the sidewalk under the setting sun.

A man came to Wei Sheng with a skewer grill, tapped the ground with his foot, and yelled, "Give it up, let's set up a stall!"

Wei Sheng stared blankly at the man, then supported the curb with his numb hand, and moved his butt to the side.

The man glanced at her dissatisfied, and finally turned on the stove where she was originally sitting, and lit a charcoal fire.

When Wei Sheng woke up, she appeared in the corner by the door of this seafood shop. There was a pile of garbage there. She moved to the side of the road and stared at the endless traffic in front of her. This is Hutai County, the former No. 4 The small shop opposite the middle school was turned into a cigarette shop, and the No. 4 Middle School was also taken away.

The south gate of the No. 4 Middle School has become the current Seafood Skewer, the road has been widened, and a small fountain has been built at the end. The entire county has undergone earth-shaking changes, and it is the Hutai County of later generations.

As the sun sets, the heat wave is still rolling in the weather, and you can vaguely see that the air in the distance is churning with hot waves. In the dazzling afterglow of the setting sun, it is stronger and more conspicuous than the smoke from the barbecue grill around you.

She remembered that she was still on the mountain range of Yungas last second, and when she opened her eyes again, she had already appeared on the roadside in Hutai County. Obviously Hawking's experiment was successful, but it was unpredictable, even unpredictable as expected. detection bias.

This time, she's not accompanied by a Ferrari, nor a phone that connects her to the future.

Wei Sheng's eyes flickered, and she buried her head between her knees, her chest was sore and even a little breathless. The thunderous anger that should have existed has long since been washed away by the reality before her. She has no time to be angry. Unfortunately, she doesn't even have anyone to be angry with.

The scene in front of him caused a feeling called despair to permeate his heart.

Cui Xian...

Parents...

and many more!

Telephone!

The suppressed emotions were not waiting to burst out, she suddenly lifted her head buried between her knees, her eyes burst into a thick light, her phone was still on little Cyril and Hawking, which meant two worlds Still on call.

And if the experiment is successful and she returns to the afterlife, then as long as she finds old Cyril and old Hawking in Cambridge, England, she may, no, she will definitely be able to go back again.

But the premise is that the time traveled must correspond to the past. She suddenly turned her head and grabbed the trousers of the skewer man beside her, and said in a very hoarse voice under the surprised gaze of the man, "What date is it today?" ?”

"Go, go, go." The man stretched out his foot intending to push away Wei Sheng's fingers, but he found himself being held tightly by the other party.

The man frowned and stared, finally heaved a sigh of relief, and turned his head to point to the shop window behind him.

Wei Sheng followed his fingers and saw a black and gray electronic watch hanging on the wall of the store.

At 17:39 on June 3, 2021.

I fell off a cliff from the Yungas Mountains in 2014, and lived in another time and space for seven full years, so it should indeed be 2021 now.

The time difference between the two space-times is one month, and the time matches.

Find Cyril, find Hawking.

With this thought, Wei Sheng suddenly settled down, the previous hesitation was swept away, and she had a goal to be implemented, and only then did she notice herself in the reflection in the window, with disheveled and messy hair , the clothes on his body were wrinkled and torn, no wonder the attitude of the man beside him.