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Chapter 472 Han Lu’s Childhood

Zhang Heng held onto the door and paddled in the opposite direction of the tsunami .

He saw many tragedies along the way, including floating bodies, mothers who lost their children, and children who lost their mothers . They were all sitting on whatever high place they could find, and they seemed to have lost their souls . There were also people holding the corpses of their loved ones, sobbing uncontrollably . No help seemed to be available to them right now, and the more resourceful survivors were looking for food and drinking water floating around them .

Zhang Heng remained unmoved by the sight and continued to paddle toward the target location . After all, this was just a dream, and nothing would change even if he decided to help them .

In the end, he came to a five-star hotel whose lobby was fully submerged in water . The receptionist at the front desk could no longer help guests fill out their registrations . Zhang Heng climbed the outer wall and arrived on the sixth floor, managing to find a room with open windows .

The guest inside was missing, but the person’s suitcase was still on the bed . Zhang Heng spotted a bottle of water on the table, quickly picking it up and drinking down half of it . After that, he took off his soaked clothes and shoes to dry them before changing into the hotel’s bathrobe and slippers . He still didn’t know how Shen Xixi and the others were doing . Separated when they entered Han Lu’s dream, Shen Xixi and her team had gone in a little earlier than him . He wondered if they had located Han Lu . He stood in front of the window and looked at the flooded city below, knowing that it would be almost impossible to do anything effective in such a catasatrophe .

The only good news was that the second wave of tsunami did not come, even after Zhang Heng waited in the room until night arrived . The water flooding the city, on the other hand, showed no signs of receding .

Zhang Heng took a look at his watch, realizing that it had been 12 hours since he left Han Lu’s residence . Something was not right since usually, Dreamland of Death victims would survive no longer than three hours . When Zhang Heng did not know what else he could do next, the strange dark cloud in the sky that had been engulfing the whole city quietly disappeared . After that, he felt increasingly drowsy, and his eyes automatically fell shut .

When Zhang Heng opened his eyes, he found out that he was standing outside a watch shop . The time was about two and a half hours before he entered Han Lu’s dream . The sun had just risen, where the city had returned to normal, and there were no signs it was ravaged by a tsunami . The owner of the roadside breakfast stall was already busy preparing for business .

That said, Zhang Heng still noticed that something wasn’t right .

The shops along the street were old, looking like they were from the ’70s and ’80s . The watch shop next to him was a good example . There were no fancy neon signs and LED lights in the shop . The simple-looking black plaque hanging above the shop’s entrance had three words printed on it-Clock Repairing Service . A piece of yellow paper on the glass window had the words Shanghai, Dongfeng, and Beijing written in red letters . Zhang Heng guessed that these names were watch brands, names that had already completely disappeared in the modern era he lived in .

He walked out of the alley, noticing that there was no traffic jam . There were very few cars on the road, and most people rode bicycles . From time to time, an old-fashioned public bus would pass by . And there was even a donkey-powered cart . A traffic policeman in a white shirt, black pants, and an armed belt around his waist stood at the intersection, directing traffic . Not far behind him, a banner was being hung . It said, ‘Long live the friendship between the peoples of China and France . ’

A green army truck drove by Zhang Heng with a load full of young people . Holding the handles with one hand and their straw hats with the other, they all sang the same song . They seemed to be feeling hopeful about their future . Their faces didn’t display the frustrations of paying the monthly mortgage and getting forced to follow the 996 working hour system .

Was this… a dream about Han Lu’s childhood?

After thinking for a while, he figured Han Lu must probably be a student in this era, though, he wasn’t sure which grade she was in . As interesting as it was to see how the place was back in the ’70s and ’80s, it also made it extremely difficult to locate Han Lu .

After all, Zhang Heng didn’t know Han Lu that well, and his understanding of her was limited . Previously, he resorted to a taxi driver for help after failing to find her in her house and office . Now that the dream had morphed into Han Lu’s childhood, Zhang Heng was at a complete loss .

He wasn’t a man of the era . Most of his understanding of the ’70s and ’80s came from books and movies . How Han Lu lived her life, how many family members she had, and which school she studied in, Zhang Heng had no answers to all these questions .

Then, something seemed to flash through his mind . He realized that he had received essential clues, but he could not remember a single thing when he tried to recall them . Zhang Heng stood by the side of the road, continuing to try his luck .

He waited for the indicator to turn green and walked to the opposite plaza . There were three young people, two men and one woman, rehearsing a dance routine . The woman wore a long-sleeved military uniform . One of the men behind her was in a Chinese tunic, and then another man was in a suit and tie . Immersed in their practice, they completely ignored the people around them .

Zhang Heng noticed the three because of the young woman among them .

She dazzled brightly among the crowd as if she was the brightest star in the darkest of skies .

Zhang Heng tried to put himself into Han Lu’s shoes, just like how she viewed the taxi driver . She must have had invested a considerable amount of emotions into this young woman, admiring her without thinking about what others thought . It must be why she took up an important spot in Han Lu’s dream .

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This information was useless to Zhang Heng, though . Han Lu was just a bystander in this situation, silently admiring this girl in the crowd . She had not attempted to communicate . It appeared he wouldn’t be getting any information about Han Lu from this young woman . Zhang Heng quickly looked away and searched for the next target . His gaze fell on another woman not far away who was watching the dancing practice . She was the second most prominent person in the plaza, where Han Lu’s attention seemed to be captured by the Aviators she wore . Everyone knew that it was imported, and it was hard for her not to stand out .

After that, Zhang Heng saw a popsicle cart not too far away . An older man with a white hat and apron sold popsicles at five cents each .

Zhang Heng was speechless . This dream was the compilation of situations or people that Han Lu envied . He could guess that Han Lu must have been still very young in this era .

Suddenly, someone patted him on the back .

Zhang Heng turned and saw the girl named Rabbit in Shen Xixi’s team . She was surprised to see him and looked at Zhang Heng as if he was her savior . “Oh my god! I finally get to meet someone that I know! This is great! Do you know what place this is?”

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