For this quiet little town, maybe something big happened today.

A place that had been isolated from the rest of the world for half a century welcomed a group of foreigners.

The residents of the small town were very curious, why were foreigners so outrageous that the municipal Party committee secretary even rushed to greet them personally?

Later, they heard that this foreigner seemed to have made a lot of investments in China and was a "good friend of the Chinese people" and an American.

The residents of the small town were a little surprised: they just went to the United States, and Americans are here too.

Some people began to ask who this foreigner was and why he came to their small place.

In China in the late 1970s, there was no Internet, no television, and even radio was not that easy to use.

Their communication is that after work, everyone sits down to chat and talk about a lot of things.

Some people say that these foreigners have golden hair and white skin, like mountain monsters and goblins. Others say that these foreigners are just like China, except that the hair on their heads is colorful.

Later, they also found out that the foreigner who was coming was a woman.

Why is it a woman?

The old men who sit together and make jokes every day were stunned.

The women were dissatisfied: Why can’t they be women? Men and women each hold up half of the sky, so why can’t they be women?

In this era, the people are simple and simple. They have not yet accepted the impact of the international market. In this era, they do not know the dazzling world outside.

The small town was already small, and a shocking news spread here. Many people wanted to see what this foreigner looked like. Many people went to wait and see, but the foreigner didn't seem to appear often, or else he would just open the door.

A car - completely invisible from the outside.

But that car is also rare. Seeing such a small car in this place is news.

They probably also knew that the foreigner in the car seemed to be a woman, at least they could see it when getting on and off the car.

Not to mention, this foreigner... oh. It is said that he is an American, and he is extremely beautiful. His hair hangs down to his ankles, like a waterfall. Because it is golden, it is even more beautiful when the sun shines.

Later, they also found out that this car often drove up and down an old street, and they didn’t know what it was doing. I heard that the municipal party committee secretary in charge of the reception didn’t know very well. They were just following such a foreign friend.

He was running around behind him, but as for the rest, he was completely confused.

This way, it doesn’t look like she’s here for filming or for development investment. The municipal party committee secretary has heard about it. This lady spent 5 billion US dollars in investment in one breath, which is more than their total foreign exchange.

More! The above also specially asked this side to pay attention. They have advanced technologies. But they cannot give up. If they want her to invest, then they must welcome... Just like they served the Soviets back then. In this way,

Only then can they develop on their own.

But in the end, the foreigner made a few investments, neither big nor small, but they all had practical significance for the local area, and that was the end.

In a few days, the foreigner was leaving, and the town discussed it for a while. People probably got tired of it, so the matter stopped.

However, the municipal party committee secretary is also confused, but sometimes foreigners are like hot potatoes. Although there is nothing wrong with them, it is over now.

…

After crossing the wilderness and crossing the plains, the train gradually stopped.

"Kate, we're here."

Under Elsa's shaking, Catherine woke up in a daze.

"Are we here yet?"

Catherine yawned, then looked outside. She put on a big trench coat, and then went down.

After the special train got off, Catherine saw the person who greeted her. She didn't bother to make any expressions. She put on a pair of big sunglasses, covering half of her face, and passed by like that.

Elsa didn't say much. She had never seen Catherine with such an expression.

This is... a feeling of loss, right?

I didn't see anything, I didn't get anything, I didn't even know anything.

The past togetherness no longer exists.

Why does it no longer exist?

Is it because this world is parallel to another world? So, what exactly is going on in the other world?

Is it because of the butterfly effect? ​​But how could my own influence reach such an ancient and closed country?

Or is it because I am simply dreaming now, and when I wake up from the dream... it will be another world? But why is the feeling on my body so clear?

Unconsciously, time has passed the halfway line. When Catherine found that the balance of time began to tilt towards her current world, she suddenly felt at a loss.

You...which world are you from?

Why are you in this place?

What exactly is the world?

Self...what exactly is it?

Philosophy is the most annoying thing.

But perhaps the answers to some questions can only be explained by philosophy.

Fantasy and reality, past and present, everything are intertwined here, collide here, and change here.

When Catherine didn't find her former home in the small town, she became confused.

I remember when I was a child, my grandfather told me that the house was built during the Zhengde period and was preserved during the turmoil.

But now, there is indeed a methane pond there.

But even before it became a methane digester, it was still an open space.

It has never overlapped with memory.

perhaps……

Change has already started before you came into this world.

perhaps……

It's completely another world.

perhaps……

perhaps……

Countless thoughts repeatedly pounded her brain, making her exhausted.

For the first time, she felt so helpless.

In fact, when you came to this world, you must have been prepared.

Parallel universe?

Will the past change?

Can you still see... "me"?

In fact, everything is already prepared.

After seeing the familiar old road and the familiar old sycamore tree, she was even ready to see it.

——But, nothing.

The "parents" who were married this year are no more. The kind "grandpa" is no more.

After checking into the hotel, Catherine took off her windbreaker and lay on the bed. The rough sheets made her feel uncomfortable all over.

"Kate...your phone number is Mr. Bruce..."

Bruce Edson?

Catherine was stunned for a moment.

"Give me."

She took the phone.

"Kate! What did you do! You actually let the umbrella go to Iran! Oh, my God, it's all messed up now! It's all messed up...Kate?"

There is no sound here.

Normally, Catherine would have already interrupted her father's lecture in a self-righteous way, and then gave a lot of feasible reasons herself - in fact, this was how she had prepared before.

"No, it's nothing."

Catherine's voice was a little low.

"What's wrong, Kate? Are you sick? China is too far away, you'd better..."

What was said next was somewhat unclear to Catherine.

Yes...China is too far away.

The past is too far away.

Everything has become the clouds on the horizon. It is beyond our reach.

Everything has gone with the wind.
To be continued...