v3 Chapter 30： dream (1/2)

Zhang Heng drove his grandfather back to the neighborhood where Bai Qing was located.

He found a unit on the street where he could see Bai Qing's house, but the camera couldn't see it, parked the car, turned it off, pulled out the key, and then ... it was time to wait.

This is also the most boring and tiring part. Even if nothing happens for a while, you ca n’t just close your eyes and rest or leave the surveillance site. Fortunately, Zhang Heng also prepared for this. He leaned over to get his own A notebook with several fan shows and mini movies that he downloaded earlier.

Zhang Hengdiao opened an old fan called ”Penguin Swivel Tank”, and then continued to watch the sixth episode last time. During this period, he would take a look at the direction of the Bai Qing family.

From the previous chat, Zhang Heng knew that the Bai Qing family lived on the sixth floor. The window on the north side should be the bedroom on the green side, and the living room on the west side, which is now dark inside.

Bai Qing usually went to bed at 11 o'clock in the evening, but because of a lot of things happening tonight, she waited until Zhang Heng came home, and the two of them talked via WeChat for about half an hour before saying good night to each other.

Zhang Heng seemed to be able to see Bai Qing shrinking on the bed, tapping on her phone in the dark bedroom, and the faint blue light emitted from the screen shining on her face ...

Zhang Heng saw the thirteenth episode of ”Penguin Swivel Tank”, and then the battery could not be carried, so Zhang Heng threw the notebook back to the back seat, stretched a lazy waist, and moved his muscles.

So far, nothing has happened in Bai Qing's home. Zhang Heng glanced at his watch. It was 2:55 in the morning. There was no one on the street. The whole city was quiet like ”Silent Hill” in the game.

After that, Zhang Heng dropped two drops of eye drops to his slightly sour eyes. At 3:20, he saw a stray dog ​​picking up a trash can on his right hand side. At 3:45, Zhang Heng moved his body, slightly lowered some seats, and leaned back.

He wanted to take a nap for a while, but he didn't expect sleepiness to come after closing his eyes.

Zhang Heng opened his eyes in a blur, and found that he was no longer in the car, but was standing in a small town.

Is it a dream?

Zhang Heng thought of the dream he had done a while ago, surrounded by those things on the river beach.

But this time the dream is obviously a little different, more chronological, and faint ... to make him feel familiar.

However, Zhang Heng didn't remember that he had been to this small town. Whether it is a reality or a copy, there is no doubt that this is a port town. The strong fishy smell in the air is almost disgusting. There is a long narrow strip under the breakwater dam. There are many simple shacks on the sandy land, and there are fishing beside the shack.

Zhang Heng noticed the white clock tower not far away, made of masonry, with a river flowing below, and on the other side of the breakwater, the black line looming between the waves seemed very evil.

In fact, the whole town is filled with an uncomfortable atmosphere. Although the town center is densely built, one is more dilapidated than the other. The roofs of many houses have even collapsed, and the walls look rotten. There are abandoned railroad tracks, and both sides are overgrown with grass.

From the perspective of architectural style, it seems to be the Western style of the 19th and early 20th centuries, but the overall tone is much darker and more shabby, or more accurately, the town is like a curse, and the sky is full of haze.

But I do n’t know if it ’s because the feelings have passed away too much. After noticing the surrounding scenes, Zhang Heng did n’t have much discomfort. Instead, he had a feeling of being a guest at a friend ’s house.

This made him a little strange.