Fear comes from the unreachable heart.
Kou Tong's idea is right, the authority to control the box is in the entire projector, and it can pass through any space, as long as there is a memory path.
And this memory path, considering the physical form and the time axis mapping, can be calculated, others can't, Kou Tong can do it anyway, as for whether you believe it or not, anyway... Lao Yao and the others believe it.
According to the calculation results, Kou Tong manually entered the command, and then the control box displayed a countdown message of 30 seconds. When the last sound was heard, the lights in the room finally turned on under the expectation of the crowd.
Yao Shuo let out a long sigh, and He Xiaozhi sat on the ground. Huang Jinchen did not forget his mission. He immediately found tranquilizers and anesthetics and injected them into Qin Qin as Kou Tong said. Manman stood up from Kou Tong's side. He ran back to the woman who came out of the room with a stretched waist, and said crisply, "Auntie comb my hair."
Kou Tong's mother seemed to have just slept and woke up. She stood at the door with a bit of surprise, facing several pairs of complicated eyes, and asked in complete absence: "It's still not dawn, why are you all up?"
Everything went back to square one, everything was restored.
Yes, everyone was relieved that they were "back".
Kou Tong's mother pointed at Qin Qin who was tied up in a ball in the living room and asked: "This... What's the matter with this? What's the situation?!"
The woman who just lay there breathless, just like those lights that suddenly turned on, suddenly recovered from a power outage, her skin was still soft, and her body had a soft and pleasant fragrance, even if she just got out of bed. When I got up, I didn't look embarrassed, but had a special sense of home.
Kou Tong sat on the ground and looked at her, and felt that her cheeks were even a little pink that she had just woken up from.
But she is not alive after all.
Now, I am afraid that except for the child Manman, no one can treat her as a living person. A living person is alive under any circumstances, and should not be like a robot with some kind of energy source in its body. Maybe when the switch is pulled, it will stop moving.
Kou Tong suddenly stood up, hugged Kou Tong's mother, then lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently, whispering in her ear, "Mom, I love you the most."
Kou Tong's mother was almost stunned. The grown-up son always seemed to be less caring than the daughter, and the relationship with his parents gradually became less close. He began to know how to keep things in his heart, reported good news but not bad news, and began to be ashamed of his childhood. The usual hugs and kisses.
Kou Tong lowered his eyes, picked up the control box scattered next to him, turned around and returned to the study.
The analysis of the signal is about to be completed, and the program will do the rest automatically for him. Kou Tong opened the program that was too big to make his small laptop with low configuration get stuck, sat at the table with Erlang's legs crossed, and lit a cigarette.
His eyes were fixed on the screen, but he seemed to go far beyond the screen, and his brows were lightly locked, probably because he stayed up late, he was slightly haggard, his cheeks were sunken a little, and he was half-hidden in a cloud of smoke. Like a child who can't look away and can't get out.
The program ran until noon, and finally calculated the path result. Kou Tong clicked save, then manually entered a long series of complex commands into the control box, and then locked it with a twenty-digit password before pressing Enter to start. Screen and keyboard, get up and go out.
Huang Jinchen was in the living room and looked at Qin Qin very dutifully to prevent her from waking up early.
Kou Tong passed by and asked in a low voice, "How long does the medicine last?"
Huang Jinchen made a "six" gesture to him, bared his teeth in joy, and there seemed to be a big tail wagging behind him. Kou Tongfu was so heartfelt and patted his head like a reward: "Good."
Huang Jinchen is obedient.
Kou Tong sat next to him and found that the mirror in the living room had been repaired at some point, so he asked softly, "What did you do?"
"No." Huang Jinchen pointed to He Xiaozhi, who was holding the computer on the other side to surf the Internet, "The child bought it from the street."
"Ah... um." He Xiaozhi raised his head and scratched his hair apologetically, "I'm sorry Dr. Kou, when I'm sick, I'm always a little bit out of control, and if I'm not careful..."
Kou Tong was silent for a while, but He Xiaozhi was actually much better, and realized his role in everyone. For so long, he has been actively doing what he can do, controlling his emotions, so as not to hurt others by mistake, when he Back in this space that made him feel warm and comfortable, he seemed to have regained hope, even willing to walk alone on the street, to meet strangers who used to be terrible to him, just to buy a few sides Mirror.
After a long time, Kou Tong said: "Actually... we are mainly to guard against this person. Now that she has been knocked out..."
He Xiaozhi waved his hand: "But what if she wakes up in a while? Isn't it still very dangerous, if those monsters under her command come, and the terrible thing happened just now, Dr. Kou will definitely find it very troublesome. "
"Yeah." Kou Tong reluctantly raised the corner of his mouth and smiled at him. The smile was a bit bitter. After a while, he said, "That makes sense—by the way, where's my mother?"
Huang Jinchen pointed to the kitchen and said, "Oh, I went to make lunch."
Kou Tong stood up without a word and walked into the kitchen.
Kou Tong's mother heard footsteps in the roar of the range hood. When she turned around in her busy schedule, she saw Kou Tong standing silently behind her, looked at him in a good mood, and said cheerfully, "Look at me here. The eldest son, tall, handsome, and amazing, better than anyone else's son—what are you doing here?"
Kou Tong's nose was sour, he turned his head quickly, coughed dryly, rolled up his sleeves and asked, "Can you help me?"
Kou Tong's mother gave him a frightened look, stood on tiptoe, and reached out to touch his forehead: "Oh my mother, does this child have a fever?"
"You have oil on your hands, don't touch it!" Kou Tong protested.
Then he skillfully passed her, put the melted meat from the refrigerator on the cutting board and sliced, starched, and then took the washed vegetables out of the small water-controlled basket, diced diced, diced The shredding of silk is very easy.
Kou Tong's mother looked at it and couldn't look away. After a long time, she sighed: "Really... I learned to cook when I was outside alone."
Kou Tong responded: "Go watch TV, I'll do it for you."
Kou Tong's mother clasped the apron's straps with her fingers and hesitated for a moment: "Really?"
"Really!" Kou Tong wiped his hand on the hand towel and pushed her out without any explanation, "I won't blow up the kitchen, don't worry, oh woman, why are you so long-winded, get out!"
It's just... I just want to do something for you. Even if I know that the person in front of me is just a shallow projection of you in my heart, I can't feel anything for you.
Even if I deceive myself once, even if it's just a long and sweet dream I had.
After the whole family had eaten a lunch prepared by Dr. Kou's own chef, Huang Jinchen pointed to Kou Tong in admiration, and there were still three hours left.
The few people who didn't cook were responsible for washing the dishes and clearing the table, while Kou Tong asked He Xiaozhi to send him to Laotian.
It is still the endless fields, still the overly lively Huanhuan, and still the flowers that are immortal and immortal.
Lao Tian Yuan Yuan waved at him and laughed happily: "Rare customer!"
Kou Tong put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked over slowly.
Lao Tian looked at him with a smile: "Every time it's the love of the next generation, why are you here today? Is the machine about to be repaired?"
Kou Tong looked down at the ground for a long time before nodding reluctantly.
Lao Tian pulled him to sit on the edge of the ridge, patted his back, and asked, "Are you here to listen to my last words?"
Kou Tong raised his head and looked at him. Every time he looked at him, he felt a strong sense of guilt.
The result was seen by Lao Tian. The old man stretched his waist and looked up at the vague sky. He suddenly let go of his throat and sang a folk song with a strong dialect accent. The voice was vague and hoarse, and Kou Tong could hardly hear it. He sang something, but the pitch was high, with a strange loudness and eloquence.
In the puppy's bark, it ended with a long "Hey yo-", and the lingering sound lingered for a long time.
The wrinkles on Laotian's face turned into insurmountable ravines carved by time in his smile, and then he said, "I thought I had a lot of last words, but after living here for so long, I suddenly stopped talking."
Kou Tong frowned and looked at him with some doubts.
Lao Tian said, "Let's just say a word, it's our fate."
He looked at Kou Tong's black and white eyes, whose eyes were always warm and beautiful, and said, "Live well, when you are old in the future, we will be there to pick you up, and then we will be reunited again, don't worry. ."
Kou Tong was silent for a long time, then stood up and nodded to Laotian: "I'm leaving."
Lao Tian didn't move, he still stretched his legs and sat there with his trousers rolled up. The puppy snuggled up beside him, half of his body was dyed golden by the sun, he waved at Kou Tong without hesitation: "Go. "
It's... a farewell to life and death.