At midnight, the security machine suddenly moved. It didn't spit out anything, but made a strange sound.
Chen Yang got up and watched from a distance.
"Are you going to find a beauty crawling out from behind the lead curtain?"
The hipster looked left, right, up and down, like a kid waiting for an Easter egg to drop: "Maybe there's one under the security machine, stuck and can't get out."
“Shut up!”
Chen Yang was fine at first, but after hearing his vivid description, his hair stood on end.
"Handsome guy, you are afraid of ghosts, how pitiful." Wen Qing showed sincere sympathy, "You must be strong."
Chen Yang: “…”
Is this something that can be achieved through self-effort
Chen Yang stood next to Chao Jian, glancing at his face and only looking at the security machine out of the corner of his eye.
It's just like being forced by friends to watch a horror movie, always ready with first-level defense measures.
"There's no ghost in there." Chao Jian said, "It's broken."
Chen Yang was stunned: "It's broken?"
He was facing the security machine, and relaxed his tense back. "It's still ringing even though it's broken. What is it trying to remind us of?"
"Don't worry, let me give it a full body check."
The young intellectual rubbed his hands, walked forward and started to touch and press randomly. The security check machine stopped, but he continued to touch and press, his concentration filled with excitement.
Chen Yang's voice came from behind: "Belt."
"Look at the belt," he said.
Wen Qing smiled at his pen refill: "I was just about to read it, we are thinking the same thing."
Chen Yang was speechless.
Noticing that the boy was looking at him vaguely, Chen Yang's back tensed up again: "What's wrong, do you have anything to add?"
Chao Jian asked in a low voice: "What was he competing for just now?"
Chen Yang said: "A gesture."
He frowned at Jian, looking like he was faced with a problem of the century.
"It's very simple, just like this." Chen Yang subconsciously gestured to him.
Chao Jian: “Oh.”
The corners of the literary youth's mouth twitched as he listened with his ears perked up. This operation was even more amazing and he couldn't help but accept it.
The belt was taken off by the hipster and there was nothing unusual, so he turned it over and took a closer look.
The mesh on the back is only half.
What's the meaning
Wen Qing's eyes lit up frighteningly: "Oh, I see. It's missing half and can't run normally."
Chen Yang stared at the grid, so he still needed a pair.
"Although it's a death trap, the rules also have a kind side. Look, another hint is given."
The hipster threw away his belt, wiped his hands on his clothes, tore off a piece of chewing gum and put it in his mouth, chewed it, blew a bubble, and then it burst with a pop.
"It's all our fault for neglecting this and that. Now when I think back, I'm so stupid. How could we be so stupid? I want to slap myself. I'm so ashamed."
"I'm afraid I'll never meet someone as good as this again."
Chen Yang ignored Wen Qing's "truth" and said seriously, "When you find a way out, go with Xiangdong."
Wen Qing smiled and said, "Of course I do. We are a couple, I know. Not to mention that he is unconscious now, even if he died, I would still take his body with me."
Seeing Chen Yang's scrutiny, Wen Qing's mouth corners tilted even wider: "Don't worry, I like playing games and guessing puzzles, but I'm not interested here anymore. Why not leave if I can? There's no reason."
Chen Yang retracted his gaze: "So far, the only clue we have not figured out is the knocking sound on metal. The way out should be that."
Wen Qing sat cross-legged on the ground: "Yes, yes."
Chen Yang stopped talking to Wen Qing. He pulled Chao Jian back to the wall.
"You should take a nap." Chen Yang said, "Let your brain rest."
He shook his head at Jane.
Chen Yang's eyes were bloodshot: "Then I'll take a nap."
"Forget it, I'm not going to sleep." He changed his mind again. There was a pot of boiling water in his heart, bubbling and gurgling, and he couldn't calm down at all.
"Whether we can find a way to crack it depends on those 8 minutes." Chen Yang bit his lips anxiously, "I wonder who will hear the sound this time."
Chao Jian said abruptly: "Wenqing, find me a pair of headphones."
The hipster had even forgotten to chew his novelty gum, and this guy actually took the initiative to talk to him, and the content was so... ordinary
He glanced at the handsome guy next to the other person, his eyes rolled, and just as he was about to show off and be funny, the crutch in his sight made his scalp tighten.
"It's in Area A. I'll be right back."
Wen Qing knew the station well, and quickly returned with a new pair of headphones. He pouted and said, "Actually, you don't need to find new ones. I have them in my pocket. It's no problem to lend them to you. I'm so helpful."
Chao Jian swiped his phone a few times, unpacked the new earphones, and handed one to Chen Yang.
"Listening to music? I don't have the mood to do that right now..."
Chen Yang put on his headphones and swallowed the rest of his words.
A minor tune floated into my ears.
It was a young male voice, and the tune sounded like a hum, without any specific words.
The background is not any musical instrument, but the sound of fingertips tapping on the table.
The melody is soothing.
Chen Yang listened to a few sentences and asked: "What song is this?"
Chao Jian closed his eyes and said, "A friend recommended it to me. It helps me sleep."
Chen Yang fiddled with the headphone cord, thinking that the melody was also tailored to his partner's condition. There was no way he could fall asleep, it was impossible.
However, not long after, his consciousness fell into a daze.
Chao Jian took the other earphone off his ear and played with it between his fingers.
"Chestnut hair..."
Wen Qing had just started to speak when he was stopped by an extremely cold gaze.
"I was the one who got the earphones," he sneered, "could that be the legendary assist? Right, it must be."
"Not bad, not bad, not bad, fresh."
Wen Qing leaned against the security machine with his arms folded: "Handsome guy is his partner, we may have a chance to work together again next time."
Chao Jian moved closer to the person next to him and put the other earphone on him.
Without getting a single word in response, Wen Qing shrugged indifferently and looked at the darkness outside.
"Ah, it turns out the rain has stopped a long time ago."
Chen Yang set the alarm for three o'clock, and the ringtone was a rooster crowing.
He has used many products, but this one is the most refreshing.
The crowing sound woke up Xiangdong, the disabled man, and he cursed in a daze: "Where is the crowing sound coming from? Have I been reborn as a child?"
Chen Yang, who was turning off the alarm, said: "… "
"Mother!"
Xiangdong looked at Wen Qing's big face and choked on his saliva: "Fuck it."
The motherly face of the literary youth: "Wake up, son."
Xiangdong was so angry that his eyes bulged out.
"Can you sit up?" Chen Yang came over and said, "It's three o'clock. There are still more than twenty minutes. There will be metallic sounds in the station. We must be prepared."
The young man was still immersed in the role-playing: "Yes, son, success or failure depends on this one move."
Xiangdong looked at Chen Yang: "Help me kill him, and from now on I will be your brother, dear, and I will no longer care about you..."
Before the last word came out, he was hit on the head with a cane.
Xiangdong's eyes were full of stars. Maybe because he had been beaten so many times, he actually felt that it was not so bad.
Before he could be hit, only half of his leg was left with flesh and blood.
Otherwise it will definitely be a complete freeze.
At 3:20, the atmosphere in the hall changed.
Twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three...
Twenty-six, twenty-seven.
Chen Yang didn't hear any sound, he looked at Chao Jian.
He shook his head at Jane.
Chen Yang looked at Wen Qing and Xiang Dong again: "Did you hear it?"
Xiangdong said: "Nothing."
"I only fart," Wen Qing said, "I ate too much at night and my digestion is not good."
Chen Yang took advantage of his height and grabbed Wen Qing by his clothes and pulled him to him. "Now everyone has missed the chance to get on the train and seek other possible options. The only way out is the station. There is no second option. Do you still want to play?"
"Misunderstand."
Wen Qing put away his playful smile and said, "I really didn't hear that sound. I swear on my father who is being tortured in the eighteenth level of hell."
Chen Yang stared at Wen Qing's eyes for a while and loosened his clothes.
"So, my previous guess was wrong. No one will hear that metallic sound again tonight."
Chen Yang breathed heavily.
There is no sound, but there must be something unusual happening in these 8 minutes.
Everyone is wondering what the loud knocking on metal could be
Chen Yang looked outside the door and suddenly asked inappropriately, "When did the rain stop?"
Chao Jian said: "Zero o'clock."
Chen Yang remembered that Chao Jian had told him that the weather outside would rain heavily for twelve hours and then stop raining for twelve hours.
The dividing line is twelve hours.
Chen Yang's thoughts were quickly pulled back by himself. Metal sound, metal sound...
He asked the boy to use his crutch to hit the chairs, the security check machine, and all the metal objects in the hall, and listen carefully to each one.
No, that’s not right. None of it is right.
The mute said it was bang.
Bang, bang.
Calm down and think about it, don't panic.
The blood vessels in Chen Yang's body were beating and the blood was flowing rapidly. He regretted not asking the mute to record the video. But then he thought it wouldn't be that easy. If he recorded it, there might be interfering noises.
"rail."
There was a sudden voice next to my ear, and the young man bent over and spoke.
Chen Yang opened his eyes in vain, the railroad tracks...
Knock on track
Chen Yang held his breath and threw out a bottle of mineral water.
The bottle didn't hit anything and just fell to the ground.
There was no rumble of trains passing over the tracks.
Chen Yang muttered absentmindedly: "It's gone... It's stopped... The train at the door is gone..."
"So outside is the way to leave?"
Xiangdong moved closer with a stick: "Can we go back to the real world if we walk out?"
Wen Qing threw a few things out of the door, but still didn't touch the objects.
"Wow, so that's what happened. The sound the little mute heard was checking the track. 8 minutes is a long time. It's not like he just went out and came back. There must be something else."
Without waiting for Chen Yang and the others to make any move, Wen Qing ran out quickly.
Chen Yang, Chao Jian and Xiang Dong walked out of the station behind Wen Qing.
A cold wind blew from behind, and Chen Yang stopped in his tracks, not daring to look back.
Chao Jian: "It should be that mother and son."
Chen Yang swallowed several times and prepared himself mentally before looking back.
Auntie was the same as when he first saw her. The clothes around her belly were clean and there was no blood.
The child was still covered in blood and holding a piece of cardboard.
The mother and son stood together, not speaking, not coming over, just standing there.
Always standing.
A thought came to Chen Yang's mind that even if the train outside had stopped, they could not leave the station and would have to stay here forever.
There were no tracks, no trains, no obstructions outside the door.
There was nothing under my feet or around me.
Nothing at all.
Wen Qing turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone, and the four of them continued to move forward under the illumination of the light. They had not taken ten steps when the scene in front of them changed.
Looking back, it has changed.
It was as if they had entered another space. Qingcheng Station was still behind them, but the late night had turned into day.
There is also a train station in front, with the three big words "Qingcheng Station" embedded on the door.
Exactly the same as theirs.
It's just that the angle is different. It's not directly opposite, but seems to be diagonally opposite.
Refraction and the like.
But they couldn't get through.
It's as if there's a transparent barrier between us.
The place where they were standing seemed to have reached the edge of this place.
“It is so.”
Wen Qing jumped several times in excitement: "I guessed right, hahaha, it's really like this."
"Death trap, ours is one, that one is one too, there must be another here, there must be another, let's try another angle..."
Xiangdong slapped him: "Walk? Take a walk, idiot? Don't go fucking crazy!"
The demonic barrier in Wen Qing's eyes did not decrease but increased: "Don't you want to know the secret rules here?"
"He twisted his neck to look at Chen Yang and Chao Jian: "You guys, don't you want to know? This is such a spectacular scene, why don't we count how many stations there are in this area?"
Without waiting for Chen Yang to say anything, Xiang Dong pulled on him again and yelled, "Who the hell wants to count this? 8 minutes countdown, how many minutes are left?!"
This exhausted the little sesame-sized strength he had finally recovered. He fell to the ground with a groan of pain, and did not forget to pull Wen Qing to hold him back.
The big guy Xiangdong put all his weight down.
Wen Qing's good mood was not affected at all, he was still laughing rapidly with gasps for breath.
Chen Yang felt a little pain in his eardrums as he listened to Wen Qing's laughter, and the rapidly spinning rhythm in his head slowed down.
He looked at the station in front of him, then at the one behind him, and thinking of the scenes of the past three days, he felt indescribable.
No matter which station you go to, the way out is inside the station.
Those who get on the train on time with tickets will be taken to the next station, where they will continue to find a way out.
If you can’t find it, take another bus and repeat the cycle.
The cycle continues.
Mr. Feng, the mute, the painter, and Sun Yihang went to an unknown Qingcheng Station.
Chen Yang looked up without thinking much, and there was a shadowy station in the sky in the distance. He was stunned for a moment and took a breath: "The space here is distorted."
"I can't get out of the train or the station. I'm stuck here."
Xiangdong asked in his dying struggle: "It's twisted, why can't I feel it."
"Retarded."
Wen Qing interrupted with an evil smile: "The teacher told you that the earth is round, but you live on it, do you feel it normally?"
Xiangdong: “…”
Chen Yang stopped the angry Xiang Dong, and said with emotion in his tone: "If you can't win the argument with him, don't say anything."
“Now we have to find a way out.”
Chen Yang took a deep breath, tried his best to suppress his irritability and asked Chao Jian: "Did you find anything?"
Chao Jian looked at the two stations silently.
Chen Yang comforted everyone and himself: "The 8 minutes for knocking on the track have come and the train is running again. It doesn't matter. We have found a way out of the station. The final answer is here. We don't need to go back to the station."
"That's what I said, but where is the way out?" Wen Qing blinked, "It's empty here and there's nothing..."
He accidentally noticed something and a big smile appeared on his face: "Wow, there is a shadow."
Chen Yang looked over.
There are two lights and shadows facing each other.
They came from the two train stations before and after them respectively.
The two shadows were the only things they saw besides the station.
It's not put here for no reason.
Chen Yang stared at the light and shadow, his eyes crossed. He blinked hard and shook his head to turn his eyes back.
"What pattern do you think the shadow looks like?"
Xiangdong had no storybooks in his childhood, only fighting for food, picking up scraps and occupying territory. He lacked imagination and had no artistic talent. In addition, he was seriously injured and could not concentrate, so he could not come out of the book even after reading for a long time.
"Since it is the shadow of a station, then it must be a station. What else could it be?"
Chen Yang gave up on Xiangdong: "Wenqing, what do you think?"
He needs everyone's imagination, maybe there is an answer in his wild imagination.
The literary youth’s thinking is too divergent: “Two big beaches.”
Chen Yang suffocated.
"I taught myself graphic design, so I drew up the floor plans of the two stations, calculated the distance between them, and then measured the center point."
Wen Qing pushed Xiangdong aside with all his strength, opened his bag, took out a pen and paper, and started drawing seriously: "Handsome guy, ask your partner not to block my view, I need to measure the proportions, thank you."
Chen Yang was stunned.
"The focus is on the shadow."
Chen Yang reminded the one who was drawing, the one lying dead, and the one who was immersed in some unknown state: "The two train stations are separated by an invisible transparent thin wall in the middle. How can the shadows be connected?"
"yes."
Wen Qing spat out the pencil tip in his mouth: "That's still on the shadow."
"… "
Chen Yang pulled his partner and said seriously, "I want to hear what you have to say."
Chao Jian, who is not good at this, said: "Like a thing."
"... Yeah, I guess so." Chen Yang looked at him expectantly.
Chao Jian also looked over.
Chen Yang continued to watch without blinking.
Chao Jian's face twitched slightly, and he whispered, "Let me think about it again."
"Okay."
Chen Yang grabbed the boy's arm that was hanging beside his crutch: "Normally, if you keep staring, your field of vision will become narrow and flat. Will you feel something new if you stand further away?"
He stepped back, squinted his eyes, and then covered one eye.
The closer the truth is to us, the easier it is to miss.
For example, like now.
Chen Yang took out his mobile phone to take a picture, using the rotation function to constantly change the angle, and only felt that it was not enough when he needed to use his imagination.
The same goes for my imagination. It's getting smaller and smaller, and now it's showing signs of being blocked.
“Huh.”
Xiangdong just let out a breath and then fell silent.
Chen Yang was just about to hold his phone and look for Chao Jian when he heard Xiang Dong say uncertainly, "If you stand those two shadows upright, erase the messy edges and corners, and fix them up, it will look like something I know."
"What?"
"Hourglass." Xiangdong said.
"Hourglass?"
Chen Yang was shocked. It did look a bit like that.
Look again, yes, absolutely.
This is a universal suggestion that affects the psychological, sensory and thinking aspects.
If you look at it calmly, you won't actually associate them with an hourglass.
but…
Isn’t an hourglass just an 8
Chen Yang was somewhat sensitive to this number: 8, two circles, the ghost kid spinning in circles, a series of images flashed through his mind.
"There's a dot in the middle of 8. Let's look for it by looking at the shadow."
"I can't find 8 no matter how I look at it. How can I find it?"
Wen Qing raised his eyebrows: "Does it mean that we should treat part of the shadow as invisible?"
"It's quite interesting. It's not challenging for someone like me who had a colorful and happy childhood. I'll give it a try first."
Chen Yang asked Chao Jian in a low voice: "Do you think this direction is correct?"
Chao Jian: "Eighty percent."
Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief. That’s it, let’s go find it.
The dot in the middle of the hourglass was found by Chao Jian. He stood at the edge and drew a circle and a dot with his crutch.
Chen Yang stretched his head to look: "Come two by two, stand over there together."
Xiangdong held his breath.
The hipster was carrying a bag and smiling happily, just like a primary school student going on a spring outing.
Chen Yang grabbed Chao Jian's crutch and walked towards that point in unison with him.
Why is there such an inexplicable sense of ritual
Chen Yang's complaints ended abruptly. What appeared before his eyes were the people who died in the station. He grabbed the crutch with force and Chao Jian was pulled to a stop.
Chen Yang was distracted and thought that there were many rules hidden in the dead people, and he was not sure if they would be useful. He thought of the mother and son standing together.
To be safe, use them all.
“Find your friends.”
"Next to each other."
"Stand together."
"Nothing."
“Don’t look at the other person’s face.”
Chen Yang took a step and said something, reminding himself and telling Chao Jian, as well as Xiangdong and Wen Qing behind him.
The moment he stood on it, Chen Yangren appeared at the north square of the railway station.
Only him.
Chen Yang didn't bother to buffer and immediately took out his cell phone from his pocket to call Chao Jian.
When he put his hand on it, he froze.
No contact information stored.
Chen Yang went directly to the staff at the train station and made a broadcast to look for someone.
"Classmate Chao, your brother is waiting for you at the fountain in the North Square. Classmate Chao, your brother is waiting for you at the fountain in the North Square. If you hear the broadcast, please go to the North Square to meet him. If you hear the broadcast, please go to the North Square to meet him..."
Chen Yang stood on the steps next to the fountain, stretching his neck and looking around.
After waiting for about ten minutes, Chen Yang was sure that Chao Jian was not here.
If not at the train station, then where could it be
Chen Yang jumped down the stairs, an idea suddenly came to his mind, and he quickly took a taxi back to Sanlian Bridge with a glimmer of hope.
The taxi gradually stopped by the roadside. Chen Yang had something urgent on his mind, so he got off the car without paying.
The driver shouted, "Give me a good review, bro."
Chen Yang just remembered to respond, and caught a glimpse of a tall figure not far away from the corner of his eye. The words on the tip of his tongue were instantly bitten through by him.
His voice was also broken: "Why are you here?"
The young man leaned on his crutches and said calmly, "I'll be at your house when I get back."
Chen Yang was confused: "Then you..."
The other party suddenly took out the suitcase from the back.
Chen Yang forgot what he wanted to ask. He pointed and asked, "Where are you going?"
Chao Jian still said in a nonchalant tone: "I went home to pack my supplies. Considering that you will come back from the station, I will wait for you here."
Chen Yang: “…”
Chao Jian frowned: "Aren't you going to live together?"
Chen Yang was shocked: "Yes, living together."
Living together was a thing, and he was the one who proposed it.
Chen Yang glanced from the boy to the suitcase with complicated eyes. He saw his luggage so accidentally, so he would not go back to get his things in a short time.
My plan to see where his family lived was once again thwarted.
The cohabitation was thus decided.
Very hasty.
Chen Yang had just come out of the mission world. He didn’t want to think about how to recover in a hurry, nor did he want to move, so he let Chao Jian sleep with him.
Two men can fool around like this.
A good night's sleep.
Only for Chen Yang.
The next day, Chen Yang got up and went to the bathroom in a daze to pee. He saw a figure standing by the sink brushing his teeth and was so scared that he almost peed on his hand.
"I'm sorry, I forgot there was someone else at home."
Chen Yang's sleepy voice was mixed in with the sound of water: "Did you sleep well last night?"
Chao Jian spit out the toothpaste foam, rinsed the toothbrush, rinsed his mouth and washed his face, then went out with his crutches.
A set of actions was completed in his silence.
Chen Yang flushed the toilet and thought, it seems I didn’t sleep well.
"I came back very tired last night."
After washing up, Chen Yang went to find the boy: "After breakfast in the morning, I will clean up my sister's room for you."
Chao Jian tilted his head and looked out the window with his back to him.
"I'll stay in her room," Chen Yang said, "and you can sleep in mine."
The figure by the window stood still for a moment, then turned around and sat on the bed: "It doesn't matter where you sleep, there's no need to make such a fuss."
Chen Yang looked at the boy's admiring face. He had a lot of insomnia, as if he hadn't slept all night, but his mood was not bad and he seemed to be in a good mood.
"I'm used to sleeping alone. I can't sleep with more people around me. I can clean up quickly."
Chen Yang thought that the boy said he didn't care because he didn't want to cause him trouble.
Although it seems that this person is not afraid of causing trouble.
Chao Jian stood up silently, walked to the wall, put down his suitcase and opened it.
Chen Yang's attention was immediately drawn to it.
They're all sportswear.
He had this style before, and there were still quite a few things in the cupboard, but they were all small and old, so they were folded up and put away.
"Then let's not do it for now."
Seeing the boy preparing his clothes, Chen Yang said, "People like us may enter the mission world at any time, and we don't have a fixed place to live in the real world, so just be casual."
Then he said, "But there is no end to the mission. I don't know how long the ID number will be tied to us. We are going to live together for a long time. If you have anything to say, just tell me. You're welcome."
"Don't worry." The young man lowered his head and took his clothes one by one.
Chen Yang scratched his face. Which part of his story were these two words "don't worry" responding to
In the morning, Chen Yang washed the sheets and quilt covers and hung them on the balcony. When the wind blew inside, the smell of OMO laundry detergent filled the air.
Chao Jian sat on the sofa with a notebook on his legs. The sound of clacking came from his fingertips, becoming the soundtrack to Chen Yang fiddling with the broom.
The broom handle and dustpan were separated, and Chen Yang was wrapping them with tape.
Just bought it.
Chen Yang took a pair of scissors and cut the tape, his eyes swept around the room. He would come back to clean, and after that he would have two tasks to do, and it wasn't dirty now.
Well, no need to clean today.
Chen Yang is not a person who likes to do housework. His dream is to own a sweeping robot that is not limited to sweeping the floor but an all-round one.
I'm afraid there is no such thing in this world.
I can't afford it even if I have it.
Chen Yang sighed unconsciously, and the clicking sound stopped. He looked at the boy's profile and unconsciously used a tone of concern for the boy's studies: "Are you done with your work?"
Chao Jian continued to click: "I'm looking for a movie."
Chen Yang choked. Didn't he just come out of a real-life movie? He stood up to clean up the table, and suddenly heard the boy say, "A horror movie."
"… "
Goodbye.
Chen Yang still watched that classic movie. He was forced to do so because his partner used two words that he couldn't retaliate against: "Hurry up."
The degree of terror cannot be described in words, only a string of dirty words linger in my mind for three days.
The only thing Chen Yang was thankful for was that he didn’t live alone now.
"I know you don't want me to be powerless when I encounter a ghost next time, so you want to train me, but this is really..."
"come over."
Chao Jian pushed the notebook towards him.
Chen Yang covered his face with his hands: "This method may work for others, but not for me."
"My sister told me about it and forced me to watch it. She even stuffed a close-up photo of a ghost under my pillow, but I still don't feel any familiarity. You should just let me get used to it slowly."
Chao Jian hit him with his cane: "Suspense film."
Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief and leaned over, as long as there was no ghost.
result…
This person threw a bunch of questions at him while he was watching the movie.
Who is the murderer, how did he commit the crime, how did he destroy the evidence, and what was his motive for the murder.
That’s it. I also told my partner that I wanted to eat this or that at noon, and I didn’t want to eat this or that.
Picky and expensive.
Don't consider yourself an outsider at all.
Chen Yang thought that Uncle Wu was being too polite. When he went downstairs to buy Chinese cabbage, he went to Uncle Wu's house.
Wu Yu is not here.
"She went out in the early morning." Uncle Wu was peeling beans under the door. "You are a girl, but she insisted on going out so late. No matter what I said to your aunt, she would not listen."
Chen Yang said: "Maybe there is something wrong."
"What could possibly happen? If there is something, you can't go out at that time."
Uncle Wu stroked his chest and threw the plastic basket between his legs to the ground. He didn't say anything else to make himself angry, but changed the subject: "Zao Zao, where are you going?"
“Buying groceries.”
Chen Yang glanced at the window of Wu Yu's room, thinking of the pair of small eyes that had been staring at him, and asked casually, "Where is her dog?"
"Take it away." Uncle Wu said.
"He brought it with him when he came back, and he never left it behind when he left. He's like my own son."
Chen Yang smiled and said, "I think the dog is quite docile. When did she get it?"
Uncle Wu seemed to want to give a time, but somehow he stopped himself. After hesitating for a long time, he only gave a very vague answer: "It's been a while."
Chen Yang asked for Wu Yu's contact information and called as soon as he left Uncle Wu's house, but the service area was out of range.
Entering the mission world
This is most likely the case. Chen Yang saved the number and will wait for Wu Yu to come back.
When Chen Yang came back from buying groceries, the kitchen was almost turned upside down.
The culprit is washing the pot.
The crutch was adjusted down and his arms were hung down, with a pot in one hand and a rag in the other, and his movements were not awkward.
Chen Yang leaned over and saw some charred stuff in the pool, in pieces. If he guessed correctly, it should be the beef stew with potatoes that he cooked.
Before leaving, there was beef, but when coming back, there was an unknown object.
"I turned off the fire, did you turn it on?"
Chen Yang put the bag on the table, rolled up his sleeves and took out the cleaning ball: "Put down the pot, put down the rag, and get out."
Chao Jian silently washed the detergent foam off his hands and stepped back with his crutches.
Chen Yang saw the dirt on his clothes and frowned: "Didn't you wear black sportswear the last two times? Why are you wearing white today?"
Chao Jian lowered his eyes to look in front of him, pursed his lips and said, "I'll wash it myself."
"That's what I thought." Chen Yang picked up the pot and scraped the lumps on the bottom. "By the way, I suggest you soak it as soon as possible. It will be difficult to rub it off if you leave it for too long."
The crutches behind him made a few sounds, then stopped, and then there was a low, muffled sound.
"Feel sorry."
"It's okay. No one is perfect. Everyone has areas where they are not good at."
Chen Yang was a considerate and caring older brother one second, and a strict parent the next: "But if you know you can't do it, you shouldn't try it casually, it will easily cause trouble."
The sound of the cane hitting the floor tiles again, but the boy didn't move: "I thought the fire was out."
Chen Yang: “?”
"Well, maybe, perhaps, it's not impossible... But I won't be in this situation. Next time you find vegetables in my pot and the fire is not on, just pretend you didn't see it."
Once you turn on the gas stove, remember to watch the pot. If you don't, it will burn. How dangerous!
Chen Yang sighed: "It's my fault too, I will say hello to you later."
Chao Jian was silent for a moment: "Is there any lunch left?"
Chen Yang was cleaning the pot: "The beef is gone, only vegetables."
Chao Jian's face darkened and he left the kitchen without saying anything, tapping his cane loudly.
The force was as if the floor tiles were hitting him.
Chen Yang: “…”
It's my own fault. Who can I blame if I can't eat it
Chao Jian seemed to be free from all worries in this world. I had never seen him talk to anyone on the phone since he moved in.
Chen Yang had only heard of the word doctor from him, nothing else.
Personal privacy is not something that should be inquired about.
Chen Yang still hadn't given his share, so he had no right to ask the other party to do it.
We need to look further ahead.
We lived together, neither relatives nor roommates, and we had experienced both life and death. It's hard to describe the level we were on.
Partner is a must.
Chen Yang stayed in his sister's room for more than an hour. When he returned to his room, he saw a flower pot on the desk.
It was bright red and green, and looked like the paint was smeared on directly with hands. It was very rough.
There is moist soil in the pot, but no plants.
Chen Yang asked the boy who approached with a tissue, "What is this?"
"seed."
Chen Yang asked, "Just released?"
Chao Jian's movement of wiping the rim of the basin paused noticeably.
Chen Yang caught it and thought it might have been left there for too long. He looked at the man with a subtle look: "Can it sprout?"
"Don't worry about it." Chao Jian said with a stern face.
Chen Yang nodded and said, "Then put a note on the bottle. I'm afraid I can't control my hands."
"I watered all the flowers my sister planted to death."
Chao Jian wiped the flower pot twice, moved it to a position where the light was scattered, and said calmly: "Don't mention the deceased too much. If you mention them too much, they won't be at peace in the underworld."
Chen Yang was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "That's not something you would say. You don't look like a superstitious person."
Chao Jian had a blank expression on his face.
Chen Yang stopped talking about something he didn't want to talk about: "I'm going out for a while, is there anything you want me to bring for you?"
Chao Jian glanced at him: "You just came back, can't you stay here?"
"I can stay here," Chen Yang said, "I just want to buy a non-stick pan."
Chao Jian remained silent.
"Is there anything you are missing?" Chen Yang asked patiently.
Chao Jian did not respond.
Chen Yang changed into a thicker coat, picked up the baseball cap that the man had bought for him and put it on: "Let's go."
Chao Jian didn't move.
A voice came from the living room: "I'll be back before dinner!"
The conversation was casual, family-like, with a slight upturn at the end of the voice that the owner was not aware of.
Like the first ray of sunshine after the autumn wind.
It felt chilly, but also warm, and was vaguely moving towards burning heat.
There is an illusion that the hot summer is approaching.
The door closed and the room was silent.
Chao Jian dragged a chair and sat down, clasped his hands against his lips, and stared at the flower pot without blinking.
After looking at it for a while, he pulled the corners of his lips meaninglessly, took out the medicine bottle, poured out the medicine, and counted them one by one.
Just like a child who has not grown up, he keeps counting again and again.
How much is left.
How many pills are in one bottle, and how many bottles are there.
It was as if someone had promised him that as long as he finished taking the medicine, there would be a reward.
Chen Yang said he was going to buy a pot, but he forgot about it once he got on the street and wandered around aimlessly.
After returning from the mission world, I first took a hot bath, caught up on some sleep, had a hearty meal, and then went out to the streets to feel the lively atmosphere.
The process is general.
This way you can come alive.
Chen Yang went into an old store and bought a few loaves of bread. The name and appearance were still the same, but the size had shrunk by one third.
As he was reminiscing, his arm was suddenly pulled, and the bread in Chen Yang's hand was shaking as he was tightened by him. He turned around with a premonition that he had stepped on dog shit.
Bare his teeth at him like a mad dog.
Just like the time when his head popped up from behind his chair at the train station.
Going further ahead, I was lying in front of his bed in the No. 9 Rehabilitation Hospital.
Chen Yang rolled his eyes: "What a coincidence?"
Xiangdong also flipped the page: "I've been watching the streets for a long time. If I can't catch you, I'll get a police dog and let it carry the tattered notebook I took from you and run around the streets. I don't believe it can't smell you."
Chen Yang: “…”
Xiangdong has no injuries on his face and his legs are not disabled. He is dressed decently today. After dressing up, he looks like a big star now. He doesn't even wear sunglasses or a hat, and he appears in public with such good looks.
The girls in the crowd all followed him with their eyes fixed on him. He was looking for the boys in the crowd, like he had his own hunting radar system.
It unfolds so dramatically.
Chen Yang looked in the direction of the radar positioning to the east: "That's still a minor."
"whispering sound."
Xiangdong smiled nonchalantly: "What are you looking at? That guy is about the same age as you, but he is smaller. He gave me his ID card and room card in the bar."
He tightened the arm between his fingers before it slipped away: "Don't even think about running away. This street is full of my brothers. If you run away today, I will show them your photo and say that you cheated me of my money and ran away with someone."
Chen Yang: “…”
Why not just run with the ball
"Don't pull it."
Chen Yang pulled out his arm under Xiangdong's murderous gaze and pinched his sore muscles: "Let's find a place to drink something."
Xiangdong's anger burst out: "You're smart, kid!"
Then he added as a matter of course: "It's your treat!"
A moment later, Chen Yang and Xiang Dong sat in KFC, one drinking Orange C and the other coffee.
In front of me were large portions of French fries, chicken wings, egg tarts, and popcorn chicken, all in double portions.
Xiangdong said dissatisfiedly: "Just here?"
"I just got out of the hospital and haven't found a job yet. My savings haven't increased at all, but have been decreasing." Chen Yang dipped a French fry in the sauce. "KFC is considered a petty bourgeoisie."
Xiangdong said, "So what you mean is, when you find a job and make money, you will treat me to a good meal? OK, got it, I'll wait."
Chen Yang ignored him and ate his fries: "Where were you when you came back? The station?"
Xiangdong on the opposite side immediately changed his expression.
Chen Yang stopped picking up another one and asked, "Did something happen?"
"Fuck, this is a big surprise!" Xiangdong cursed in a low voice, "Wen Qing, that bastard, he was standing behind you with me, and just when I was relaxing, he turned his head to look at me."
Chen Yang's expression froze, and he asked tentatively, "And then, you didn't come back?"
"I didn't come back at all. I went to another station, to the painter's place!" Xiangdong drank iced coffee in big gulps to cool down.
Chen Yang moved his lips, he didn't expect that what he just guessed at that time would actually turn out to be like that.
You really can’t look at the other person’s face.
Chen Yang wanted to ask more questions. Considering the temperament of the person opposite him, he asked: "You know the way out. As long as you can keep yourself safe before 3:27 in the morning, you can leave the station at the appointed time and find the hourglass 8 in the two shadows, then you can leave, right?"
"I thought so too." Xiangdong recalled something and sneered, "Once I got in, I knew that death traps are not that easy to deal with."
Chen Yang frowned: "The way out has changed?"
"The painter and Sun Yihang told me that when they went there, the rules were different from before, whether it was the first round or the items dropped by the security check machine."
Xiangdong said: "Once Wenqing and I went there, the final solution to the problem also changed."
Chen Yang took a breath. It turned out that it was a trap that would be updated.
Adjust according to the task progress of the tasker.
Xiangdong finished all the coffee and slammed the cup heavily on the table. Fortunately, because of the different space, his legs were intact when he went to that station and half of them grew back, otherwise they would have been cold soon.
Chen Yang looked at the bustling streets outside and came out of his state of fear of death: "Then how did you get out?"
"With the experience from the previous round, the advantage was wiped out by the increased difficulty. I was trapped in that crappy place for nearly a month and I am exhausted."
Xiangdong leaned back in his chair and described the process in a random manner: "Later, the literary youth found a solution. You still have to find clues inside the station to get out of the station, but it's not an hourglass, it's a tunnel, and you can't go out together. You have to go one by one, you can't have friends, you can't look back, you have to keep going forward..."
"I'm the first one to leave. I don't know what will happen to Wen Qing. He can come out anytime he wants."
Chen Yang asked about the two people that Xiangdong didn't mention much, and he had a bad answer in his mind.
"What about the painter and Sun Yihang?"
"The painter followed me and Sun Yixing died."
Xiangdong ate his fries without any sauce, and said in a vague voice: "The painter was caught in the second round of items in the security check machine. Sun Yixing died to save him."
Just two sentences in total, not much else.
Chen Yang stopped talking.
Xiangdong didn't say anything and just concentrated on finishing the food on the table.
He is back, and the next time will be a new mission world. He glanced at the cabbage opposite him while chewing on the chicken wings.
"Don't be sad. Everyone's head is tied to their ID number. Some are early, some are late."
Chen Yang had always understood the word behind the ID number as the face, Zhang Yan and the others also mentioned it that way. This was the first time he heard someone say it was the head.
It seems that the latter is correct.
It's not the face, it's the head, it falls off in an instant.
Old Feng and the mute left the station after the third round. They didn't know what the rules were for the next place they went to. If there were any literary young people who knew how to play the game, it would be for them.
The cell phone in his pocket buzzed, making Chen Yang's legs numb. He took it out and took a look.
Caller ID: Chao Chao.
Chen Yang stroked the case of his phone a few times, suppressed his emotions caused by Sun Yihang's matter, and answered the call.
"Hello? Hey! Bread? I've already bought that. I have pineapple buns, yes."
"It's not even four o'clock yet. I'll be back before half past six. Oh, sure. I'll be back at half past five."
"Well, I'll try to be there as early as possible."
"Before five o'clock? I'm afraid I won't be able to buy all the things. Okay, okay, five o'clock is five o'clock. I'll try to go back after I finish shopping."
As Xiangdong listened, he had an expression like a fly caught in a chicken wing. Why did he feel like Chen Yang had a clingy little wild cat at home
The author has something to say: See you tomorrow. See you tomorrow.
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