1 minutes before death

"From the perspective of cosmic explosion theory, time has an arrow," Bu Tian looked at Yang Guangfei sincerely, "it can prove that in the vast space we exist in, there is indeed an ever-elapsed time..."

Yang Guangfei interrupted Bu Tiandao: "It's wrong, we can't restore the situation when the universe exploded, so we can't be sure that the universe was in a low-entropy state when it exploded."

Bu Tian was beaten back again, frowning and looking very irritable.

Yang Guangfei looked up at him from the file: "Why are you arguing with me about these issues all of a sudden?"

Bu Tian was silent.

Yang Guangfei said: "Sometimes it's not that human beings don't know the truth, but they are just afraid of the truth. The arrow of time is produced in people's psychology. People think that time is moving forward, so it becomes a matter of course."

Finally Yang Guangfei asked again: "Are you afraid too?"

No, I am not afraid of the truth, Bu Tian thought in his heart, I am only afraid of the unknown.

However, the unknown is the truth, and often cannot be more accurate.

What Bu Tian wants to believe is that the problem lies with himself, not that there is a problem in this world, which is more acceptable.

Bu Tian was walking with a dead body on his back. The snow-covered ice was under his feet, and he would slip every step he took. He fell several times, got up and continued walking. He knew that he was in a dream, and he also knew that what he was carrying was not It's difficult for Qiu Xiao, for no reason, just knowing.

The ice surface began to become blurred, the white mist eroded bit by bit, Bu Tian began to lose his direction, he stopped slowly, and said to himself: "Where are you going?"

He shouted: "Qiu Xiaonan!"

He was ignored, not even heard back.

Bu Tian felt tired, he wanted to see who he was carrying, so he squatted down and put the person on the ice.

Looking at her figure, she was a woman. She was dressed very strangely, a bit like a medieval western explorer, with a sheepskin shawl coat and a big hat buttoned on her face.

Bu Tian lifted her hat and saw a young face, a young woman with twin ponytails.

Bu Tian couldn't find any emotion of surprise now, he calmly put his hat back on, and sat quietly on the side.

It was the first time he stayed in the dream for so long, and at this moment he always felt that he was waiting for someone.

He was distracted in the dream, and when he realized it, the white mist around him had already dissipated, and he saw the most terrifying scene in his life.

The thick ice instantly became as transparent as glass, and he saw densely packed bloodshot eyes under the ice.

Bu Tian yelled and almost fell to the ground.

Eyeballs stared at him.

It was almost difficult for Bu Tian to calm down, with him as the center, countless eyes surrounded his feet, a blue and white hand suddenly appeared at the bottom of his feet, Bu Tian was startled and fell on the ice, He got up quickly, and kept hitting the ice surface under Bu Tian's feet with his hand, trying to break through the ice surface.

The water under him was turbid. The huge unknown creature spit out its long tongue and rolled the thing under Bu Tian's feet into its own mouth. The monster's tongue licked the ice surface tightly, and Bu Tian could even see it The residue of the eyes on the tongue.

He stood right under the monster's tongue.

The ice seemed to be solid, and the monster had nothing to do with him, and quickly swam away.

Without the cover, Bu Tian clearly saw what was under his feet, and he could hardly stand on his feet.

A weird and huge tree grows at the bottom of the water, surrounded by creatures that have never been seen before. Under the ice surface seems to be the garbage dump of this world, gathering all the dirty and disgusting things in this world.

There he saw the person he was waiting for.

Qiu Xiaonan was lying quietly on the crown of the tree, as if he was sleeping.

Bu Tian was startled awake in an instant.

Seeing a scene that couldn't be described in words failed to wake Bu Tian up, but when he saw Qiu Xiaonan in that situation, he woke up instantly.

Bu Tian lay on the bed and stayed in a daze for half an hour, until the students in the dormitory got up one by one to wash up before getting up.

Maybe we can see the news of Qiu Xiaonan's death again today.

You should see a psychiatrist.

Bu Tian finally thought about these two things.

Bu Tian was reading "The Interpretation of Dreams" in the library when he received a call from Liu Qingzhou

Liu Qingzhou always made a fuss: "Lecture! Why didn't you come, the whole department has to come!"

Bu Tian remembered that there was such a thing, and hurried to the teaching building to sign in.

Liu Qingzhou said: "what's the matter with you these two days, your menstruation is irregular."

Bu Tian asked: "What is this talking about?"

Liu Qingzhou said: "Teaching you to fight the landlord."

Bu Tian was too lazy to talk to him, so he turned his head and asked Fan Zhiyuan: "Boss, is it useful, I slipped away without me."

Fan Zhiyuan grabbed his shoulders and pushed him back to his seat: "The head of the department and the tutor are watching from above, give them face."

The old man chattered, as if holding it in his mouth, and he could sum up the content of the ten-minute speech in one sentence.

Liu Qingzhou said: "Then take a cassock and go to the west to learn scriptures. Humans are born of human beings, and demons are born of demons."

Zhong Han raised his head from his phone and took a look: "What about the origin of all things?"

Liu Qingzhou can brag when she opens her mouth: "Yes, yes, that's right, let's talk about that, now it's Nuwa's meeting."

Zhong Han ignored him and continued playing with his phone.

Liu Qingzhou watched eagerly: "Zhong Xiao's mobile phone is awesome, we don't have a signal here, Zhong Xiao can still play Miracle Nuan Nuan."

A girl next to him took a look here.

Zhong Han slapped him on the back of the head: "Tian Xiao, take him away."

Bu Tiandao: "If he can go, I will definitely take him away."

Liu Qingzhou pointed at a girl in front of her in a sly way and said, "She's here, and she's also here to listen to the lecture."

Bu Tian rolled his eyes: "Brother, the whole hospital has to come, unless she is paralyzed and can be released on medical parole."

"What a mess," Liu Qingzhou was unwilling to talk to him: "Hey, I haven't seen the woman next to her for a long time. I thought they were fighting each other. After all, you said that a goddess and a dick cannot be a pure friendship."

Bu Tian was taken aback: "Which one?"

Liu Qingzhou: "The flight attendant is a flower, you are stupid."

"No," Bu Tian poked his head out: "Which one is beside her?"

Liu Qingzhou was at a loss: "I don't know, it's the one they often walk together."

Bu Tian also saw it at this time. The seats in the lecture theater are very ergonomic and designed to be very high. He has already seen a somewhat familiar face through the gap between the seats.

His face turned pale with fright.

No one noticed his abnormality, Liu Qingzhou was still peeping at the flowers.

Bu Tian tremblingly said: "Isn't that girl dead?"

Fan Zhiyuan raised his head: "Which one?"

"The one with the flight attendant Xihua..." Bu Tian tried his best to calm down and said, "Didn't you jump off the building on the first day of school?"

Everyone didn't quite understand: "What are you talking about?"

Bu Tian looked at them blankly.

Liu Qingzhou: "what's the matter, do you remember it wrong?"

It is impossible for Bu Tian to remember wrongly. On the first day of school, he went to refill his meal card. When passing by the girls’ dormitory, he saw two or three people standing on the side of the road talking on the phone. When he walked past, he saw a barefoot The girl is planted in the snow.

When he finished his work and returned to the dormitory, Liu Qingzhou had already publicized the matter in the dormitory.

Everyone in the dormitory in the West District knew that it was the servant next to the goddess who died.

Fan Zhiyuan looked at Bu Tian's face, and said worriedly: "What's wrong with you?"

Just when the old professor on the lecture platform suddenly said:

"There is a concept, everyone, don't go to hell. I have been digging all my life, but I haven't figured it out, and no one can figure it out. This concept is time."

"The study of time becomes the study of the world in the end."