48 Hours a Day

He said nothing.

He then took his steps and stepped on a dead body towards Zhang Heng. When he stretched out his hand and was about to insert it into Zhang Heng’s chest, his movement was suddenly stopped. His brows were wrinkled. This is also his face. The first time he showed his expression, he still seemed a little stiff.

After paused, he finally gave up half of his movements and straightened up again, expressionlessly looking at Zhang Heng lying on the ground. The expression was like looking at a lamb sent to the slaughterhouse.

Until he turned away, Zhang Heng realized that he could finally breathe again, and there were no burning flames and densely packed bodies around him.

He is lying on the bed in the hotel bedroom at the moment, and the sweat has soaked the sheets.

Is it really a nightmare, Zhang Heng glanced at his right hand, and the starfish Wrist Watch finally returned to his wrist, but when he saw the time above, Zhang Heng was stunned. Too.

00:35.

How much time has passed not at all, but he has slept for more than ten hours in this consciousness. Starfish has gone through a circle unconsciously. In other words, he has come to his own still world. , And this is probably why another one in the dream would suddenly close his hand and turn away.

However, Zhang Heng is concerned that unlike in the past, the time on the Wrist Watch is not by chance stuck at zero, in other words, the nightmare before him is not at all immediately after he entered the still world. At the end, it was actually extended for another 30 minutes!