Yunyi Zhehuan

Chapter 10 Extra Story: The Sixth Sense

In the first-class cabin of the plane flying from city B to city Q, a middle-aged woman wrapped in a cashmere shawl was pale, her hands tremblingly folded on her chest, and she was in torment.

When you get closer, you can hear her repeating "It's fake, it's a dream, it must be a dream. God bless, it must be fake..."

Such a weird behavior would have caused other passengers to panic if they were in the economy class. The stewardess had to come over and ask her softly if she needed help, but she didn’t get any response. Although this lady was dressed at home, since she bought Starting with a first-class ticket, you can't be reckless and offensive, so you have to notify the airport to call a professional doctor for the poor woman who is in a trance.However, after the plane landed, she was nowhere to be found in the blink of an eye.

City Q is a famous seaside tourist city with many scenic spots along the coast. Fu Mengqing roughly sketched the shape of the building in her mind with the taxi driver, and she tried to describe more, but the driver knew the city's attractions best, and waved his hand to start the car Indicated that she didn't need to go into details.

"The trouble is, you must be quick—I will be responsible for all the fines." She forced herself to be calm, tried to sit upright, and clenched her fists and told herself: Be sure to stay calm, maybe there is still time.

When she came to the reefs indicated by her sixth sense, she stumbled up and climbed up to find the white sneakers that had fallen into the crevices of the rocks. She felt as if her throat was strangled by a pair of iron clamps, and she couldn't breathe.

The reality is always as she thinks, and it will never be too late.

"It's late, it's still late—"

She didn't dare to call her daughter and son-in-law, for fear that they would experience the pain of bereavement, and she was even more afraid that the absurd follow-up in her premonition would come true.

Maybe it's different this time, she holds a little extravagant hope, dreams are absurd?Maybe this time it was just a dream she had.

However, her last hope was dashed when the white fox appeared wetly, and her premonition came true at every step.

Monster, it's scary!She wants to destroy this absurd future with her own hands.However, if she had never killed a chicken since she was a child, she still lacked courage and skill to kill a monster.

Seeing the fox run away in pain, she breathed a sigh of relief.Yes, she shouldn't be so impulsive, knowing that everything was an accident, why should the fox be damned, it jumped into the sea for Ji Yang, it did its best.

The sharp corners of the cold stone pricked her knees, reminding her that this was not a dream but a reality.Who is to blame?All this is not an arrangement of fate, what is it!

Fu Mengqing hit his head hard with his fist, yelled like crazy, and scolded God: "Why do you give me this ability, all the pain has to be experienced twice, and every time I can only watch the premonition Become a reality, no matter how hard you try, there is no way to change it!"

"Take away this ability, if it is not enough, kill me. Kill me, let Ji Yang come back, God beg you."

In the past, Fu Mengqing was stubborn, she refused to accept her fate, and refused to accept her old age.But this time, while she spurned herself in her heart for not fighting for it anymore, she told herself to leave it alone when she was tired.

Following the guidance of the frames that emerged in her mind, she found the wet boy hiding behind the rock. Looking at the face that was exactly like her grandson, she suddenly didn't dare to look into his eyes, and could only stare at him. On his bare foot, the index finger is as long as the thumb.

"What's going on?" She shook her head in disbelief. Even though she was prepared, she was shocked and backed away when faced with such a strange thing.Before she stumbled, the boy got up quickly and held her arm firmly.

After the wet and cold touch, there was a faint warmth on the back of her hand. This warmth strongly reminded her why she believed in an absurd dream instead of the living person in front of her.

"Ji Yang." She paused, and when she called out this name, she realized how ridiculous it was to lie to herself, "No matter who you are. I hope you live well, and you must live well for others!"

She decided to try again, she would rather everything was just a figment of her old, muddled mind.

"In the future, you must listen to your parents and treat them well. Will you promise grandma?"

"Well, mother-in-law, I promise you that I will live a good life and listen to my parents."

The person in front of him is clearly Ji Yang, and even this most unnoticed address is the same as before.He never called himself grandma according to the northern custom, nor did he like to call himself grandma. He always followed his father's custom to call himself grandma.

However, she soon regretted her unnecessary actions. The person in front of her was just a perfect and exact replica. No matter how she tried it, it would be fake. The more realistic it was, the more hurtful it would be.

"Go back, since you are here for a training camp, you must abide by collective discipline."

Fu Mengqing waved away the hand he wanted to hold her, turned around and staggered away.

She refused to speak to him any more.

The person following her is not Ji Yang, so she is not allowed to be deceived by this person.

As for her daughter and son-in-law-children are the debts of their parents, and this is not the only thing that is hidden from her, it is also good not to know some things!It is enough for her to bear the pain of losing a loved one alone.

So she allows this person to deceive everyone else.

Sitting on the plane, she returned to the beach while half asleep and half awake.

The salty sea breeze engulfed the humid air, and the surroundings were covered with whiteness. She was apprehensive in her heart, half crawling and half walking, and walked forward in a panic. When she was full of despair, a figure came from the thick fog until she came to her. The man bent down to help her up, and said with a gentle smile, "I'm back."

She was in a daze, forgetting everything, only greedily staring at the corners of the man's eyes, eyebrows, nose and lips.

It's been so long, so long that she thought she had forgotten his appearance.

... His face gradually overlapped with Ji Yang's, exactly the same.

Is this a dream?Ha, this is not a dream, she knew that Ji Yang looked more like the person in front of her than her ex-husband, almost exactly the same, she thought it was God's compensation for her, and even vowed to stay away from him, so as not to be tainted with her own bad luck, But Ji Yang still encountered an accident.

She couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, and tears fell on the back of his hand drop by drop.

"Don't worry, I will bring Ji Yang back." As he spoke, he suddenly pushed her away and pushed her out of the mist.

Her name is Fu Mengqing, she never dreams, only what has happened and what is about to happen in her mind.

When you open your eyes, you can see men, women and children around you or sleeping or listening to music or addicted to games, all of which are so real.She touched her wet cheek, confused, is all this Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly or a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou?

The author has something to say:

The sixth sense is a meme I particularly like, but if it prevents things from happening because of the sixth sense, is it still the sixth sense?