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Chapter 377 The Platform of Memory

Chapter 377 The Platform of Memory

The kind-hearted Gao Ming took a lot of effort to explain clearly, so that all the Gao Ming in the car had a general understanding of their current situation..

Knowing that they are in a desperate situation, every fatality in the car has a different reaction. Their past experiences have shaped different characters..

“In fact, you don't need to be overly nervous. According to the information I obtained, our bodies have been plotted by 'God'. It has imprisoned us in different rooms, making it impossible for us to meet. Normally, it is almost impossible for us to gather together. Together, it was the bravest Gao Ming who created an opportunity for us." Seeing that someone was dissatisfied with ordinary Gao Ming, the kind-hearted Gao Ming quickly spoke up..

The most ordinary Gao Ming didn't say anything. He just lowered his head and smiled bitterly. He knew that he was not the bravest Gao Ming at all. He was just the most ordinary one among all the people. He was inferior to anyone and was worthless..

“Don't waste time on useless things." The painter Gao Ming seemed a little out of place among the "nest" of Gao Ming. He clutched his brush and glanced at all the Gao Ming's faces, and finally looked at the driver's cab..

“All the people in this bus heading towards the past were Gao Ming. It seemed that we were the only ones on this bus, but..." The painter Gao Ming suddenly walked to the driver's cab and smashed the glass door of the driver's cab hard: "This Who is driving? Is he also a good person? But why is he driving this car?？”

Everyone was attracted by the painter's words. Everyone looked towards the driver's cab. No matter how they adjusted the angle, they could not see the driver's face, only the driver's back..

Judging from the back view, the driver is wearing a high school uniform, which is consistent with Gao Ming's back. The driver should also be a Gao Ming..

“Why is this high life not a passenger?？”

The painter hit the driver's cabin hard, hoping that the other person would stop, but the person had no intention of slowing down..

The kind-hearted Gao Ming also walked over with a strange expression. Was the driver also a Gao Ming? But why can he become a driver? Why can we master the past?？

None of the other Gaomings understood it. Only the most ordinary Gaoming had some broken scenes flashing through his mind. He vaguely saw himself entering a certain tunnel again and again and being killed from behind again and again, but he never saw it. The murderer’s face was only seen in a blurry form from his back.

“Is it him? It's...the murderer？”

The night wind blew through the car window, and the chill made Ordinary Gao Ming shiver. He sat in his seat and fell into deep thought..

The time on the electronic watch in the car continued to decrease, and the outline of a certain building outside the window became clear. Ten seconds later, the bus stopped in front of that building..

“The car stopped? "The passengers looked out and saw warm lights shining on the platform. The name of the platform was very strange. It was called - I have felt the warmth..

Behind this platform is a residential building that is completely different from Xiang Shengyong Apartment. It makes all Gaoming feel familiar and cordial..

“Are you home? Isn’t this the home we have lived in for more than ten years?！”

The figures of the family appeared at the window. They had prepared a large table of meals and were waiting for Gao Ming to return home..

The warmest light in the world is the lamp at home. At this time, the dim light paved a road..

“If no one gets off the bus, the car doesn't seem to start." Kind-hearted Gaoming stared at the electronic watch on the bus that was still running backwards: "I seem to understand! This car is like the corridor seen by a group of team leaders. The platform where the car stops every time is equivalent to the office of a group of team leaders filled with desperate memories. We can only get off the car to pick up all the desperate memories and carry our own Only when you pass by can you go to the next platform.”

The painter Gao Ming narrowed his eyes: "In other words, if you want to end all this, you have to pick up the memories on each platform and reach the end."？”

“I don’t care what you are talking about, I’m getting off the bus.” The timidest Gao Minglao felt that the corpse next to him was looking at him, but what was more frightening than the corpse was all the Gao Ming around him, a group of them sitting on a night bus Oh, this is so weird and scary.

The timidest Gao Ming couldn't stay for a moment, especially after seeing the lights of his home.

After rushing off the bus, the timid Gao Ming walked across the platform and ran on the road paved with lights. He couldn't wait to knock on the door of his house..

The passengers could see clearly in the car. The door to the house was opened, but the figures of the family members became extremely scary. However, Gao Ming did not seem to notice it at all. He was left in that home until the lights went out and the door opened again. closure.

The vehicle started, and the timidest Gao Ming was left here forever, seemingly becoming a part of this, but he also successfully helped everyone get through the first platform..

“If you want to reach the end, you cannot immerse yourself in beautiful fantasies and always consider problems from the worst perspective." The painter Gao Ming shook his head. He returned to his seat, picked up the brush and painted on the car..

Gao Ming just disappeared, and his vacant seat seemed a bit dazzling at this time..

Before everyone could get over the emotions just now, the bus stopped again..

The car door opened, and Kind Gao Ming looked at the platform. The name of this station was - I once liked someone..

It seemed to be raining lightly outside the window, and the car windows and memories became hazy. The passengers looked at each other, and no one dared to get out directly..

The rain became heavier, and a figure suddenly ran towards the platform in the darkness. She was wearing the same school uniform as Gao Ming, and she was holding a book in her arms..

“Liu Yi？”

The girl's hair was wet, and water dropped down from her face. Maybe she was not the most beautiful in the world, but for many people in Class 13, they will still think of her smile after a few years..

The platform shrouded in darkness seemed to welcome a beam of moonlight. The ordinary night turned into an unforgettable memory because of the appearance of one person..

Gao Ming, who had been silent in the second to last row of the bus, stood up. He looked a little haggard, and the look he looked at Liu Yi was different from other Gao Ming's. There was hesitation, guilt, and helplessness..

“The watch in the car didn't stop. If we don't reach the destination within the fixed time, we may never arrive." The painter was unable to open the door of the driver's cab. He gave up controlling the vehicle and looked at the man who had just stood up. That Gao Ming: "If you want to go down, you'd better hurry up. If you miss this stop, you may never meet again in the future.".”

Water gradually accumulated between the bus and the platform. The silent Gao Ming grabbed the armrest and stood in the car looking at Liu Yi..

boom！

Thunder sounded, and a red umbrella appeared outside the platform.

With her high heels stepping in the water, a woman with an extremely delicate appearance silently stared at the platform..

Gao Ming in the car had no memory of that woman, but when the other woman looked at him with disappointed eyes, Gao Ming felt very painful..