A few days later.
The autumn rain has ended, and the ground has become dry after a night.
The sun set warmly the next day, illuminating the thousands of buildings in the bustling city into shadows spread on the ground.
Toot~~~~
The long beep of the tram sounded.
In the car, Lu Miaomiao adjusted her off-white windbreaker. She wore black stockings and short boots and her long legs were tightly together. She looked a little nervous, like a girl who was out on a date with her lover and couldn't calm down.
She took a deep breath, glanced sideways at the young man sitting next to her, and reminded: "This is the stop. Once we get off the bus, we only need to walk for five minutes to Haifu No. 3 Middle School."
Xia Ji nodded. After these days of familiarity, he realized more and more that this could never be a dream...
Because even though he has no power now, his state of mind is surprisingly calm and his mind is surprisingly flexible. These are definitely not the dreams of a vegetative person who has slept for seventeen years.
Dudu~~~~
The train stopped slowly.
The car door opened and the two people walked out.
Lu Miaomiao asked: "Do you just want to go back to your alma mater for a walk?"
What Xia Ji was thinking about in his heart was the words in his memory, "Your mother is a third-year student of Haifu No. 3 Middle School, sitting in the third seat in the second row. Her name is Lin Yu, and she disappeared four years ago. Her family is still looking for her”…
But he said directly: "I want to see if I can recall anything. After all... this was the place where we met."
Lu Miaomiao began to talk about some ordinary past events, but they seemed extremely real.
From time to time, she stretched out her hand to help Xia Ji. Their fingers accidentally touched, and they were both as stiff as an electric shock.
And in this atmosphere, the two of them quickly arrived at the entrance of Haifu No. 3 Middle School.
But the guard was very strict in checking. Lu Miaomiao made it clear her intention and even showed her doctor's ID. The guard then allowed the two of them to enter the campus after registering with their ID cards.
The campus was quite quiet. The sound of teachers giving lessons could be heard from the direction of the teaching building. It seemed that because it was early morning, there were no physical education classes scheduled on the playground.
Seeing that Xia Ji was tired from walking, Lu Miaomiao tilted her head to one side, then directly took his arm and held him in her arms...
But she tilted her head all the time, as if as long as she didn't look at it, the hand was not hers.
Xia Ji glanced at her, his eyes calm and gentle, without any waves.
Lu Miaomiao suddenly said: "By the way, let me take you to see the literary club."
"OK."
The two of them came to a fork in the road, turned to the right, walked through a flower bed of chrysanthemums, dianthus, and hydrangeas, and arrived at a three-story old house.
The old house is a bit mottled, and the words "Manyuelou" can still be faintly seen on the side wall.
Lu Miaomiao sighed and said in an indifferent tone: "At that time, this building was still new."
Xia Ji was silent.
Lu Miaomiao's eyes suddenly rolled, she grabbed his arm and walked to the side staircase, saying as she walked: "By the way, I remember that the literary club has a classroom, and that classroom is used to store photos of past members of the literary club. There are also some wonderful souvenir photos, let's go take a look... maybe you can recover faster and find some lost memories."
She carefully supported Xia Ji and walked to the third floor.
The doors were all open, and there was actually a male teacher in one of the classrooms.
The male teacher was sitting in front of a drawing board, thinking about the layout of the oil painting. When he heard the movement, he followed the sound. He saw Xia Ji and Miaomiao, who were stunned for a moment. Then, he and Miaomiao confirmed with their eyes. Next, he suddenly said: "Are you... Lu Miaomiao? This is... Xia Ji?"
Lu Miaomiao smiled and said: "What a coincidence, Lao Yu, why are you here?"
The teacher known as Lao Yu said: "I have returned to my alma mater to be a teacher... Has Xia Ji recovered?"
Lu Miaomiao said: "He has just recovered. No, I will take him out for a walk."
"Your relationship is really enviable..." Lao Yu put down his brush and said, "My old classmates are here, let me take you for a walk."
With Lao Yu's guidance, the two of them visited a lot of things smoothly.
Lao Yu knew a lot about what happened on campus, so he opened his mouth and started talking.
"By the way, it was quite strange seventeen years ago. At that time, apart from you, Xia Ji, something happened to you in our school, and a female classmate also had an accident. However, that female classmate was not as lucky as you, and she was later found dead. On the beach. It seems like someone's body was abandoned in the ocean and washed back by the tide."
Miaomiao suddenly said: "Oh~~~ I remember that a girl disappeared at that time. She seemed to be from the next class... What was her name?"
She stretched out her white hands to rub her head and murmured, "I remember that Xia Ji was quite shocked at the time, as if he was stimulated. Oh, what's your name? My memory..."
Lao Yu reminded: "The jade is called Lin Yu, Shuangmulin, Yupei."
Miaomiao suddenly realized that Lao Yu was right.
Xia Ji's face looked like he was trying to remember, but he had an extremely strange feeling in his heart.
If you are not crazy.
Then this is when the patch is applied.
The reason why Lin Yu is not included in the story written by Xiao Su is because Lin Yu was stimulated by himself and then made up his mind.
Such a deviation is simply more real than a 100% agreement.
Or is this the truth
He turned his head slightly and looked at the floating clouds outside the third floor.
The floating clouds are faint, the sky is golden, and the thunder is hidden in the silent place.
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Toot~~~~
The tram has arrived again.
At dusk on the platform, the two walked off the overpass like a real couple.
Xia Ji looked at Miaomiao. Miaomiao was now in her early thirties. She lost the cuteness in the cat hood and cloak that she remembered, but became intellectual and beautiful. She wore a beige windbreaker, thick velvet stockings, and decent short boots. , black-framed glasses, and long shawl hair, there is a lot of adult sense of propriety and distance between talking and laughing.
But this sense of distance is just a sense of distance that is accustomed to the city. In fact, when two people hold hands, the warmth produced by the contact of their bodies is reminding them that "the two are close, not close." So close, so far away."
The two of them were silent all the way until they reached the door of Xia Ji's house, and Miaomiao let go of her hand.
Suddenly, there was a vibration in her pocket.
Miaomiao grabbed her phone with her left hand and looked at the message. She sighed pitifully and said, "I have to work overtime again. I still have to go to the conference room on the ninth floor of Canyue Biotechnology."
At this time, Xiao Su came out. She was a night owl most of the time. She had just woken up. When she saw the two of them, she smiled and suddenly said: "Sister-in-law, let's eat at home."
As soon as these words came out, Miaomiao's face suddenly turned red, "Xiao Su, what are you talking about?"
Xiao Su said hehely: "Mom has prepared your dinner, let's go together."
As she said that, she also knew how to "hospitalize guests", so she stepped forward and grabbed the shy Dr. Lu's hand, dragged her into the room, and reached the dining table.
"I have to work overtime."
"After eating, I feel energetic enough to go."
"All right."
Then, the two women started chatting again.
Xia Ji sat on the sofa.
There is a book on the table and a TV remote control.
He picked up the book and spread it out on his knees. Surprisingly, it was a Buddhist scripture.
He began to recite softly: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, saw that the five aggregates are empty, and survived all the hardships..."
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The next few days will be sunny.
Because Xia Ji had the experience of going out, he was already "allowed" to move around.
He found the right time and quietly went to the hospital for a physical examination on the pretext of feeling unwell, including taking X-rays and taking blood tests.
Then he got the report.
On the film, his heart showed a strange enlargement. As for the blood, it was normal, but some indicators were too high.
Not only that, the doctor also found his past "medical records", which showed "heart problems" long ago, so the doctor recommended that he undergo further review.
Xia Ji did not comply, but silently wrote down the contents of the report.
After that, he grabbed the report and walked to the street, and destroyed the report casually in a deserted place.
"Swelling, abnormality? From another perspective, it can also be said that both the 'Fire Tribulation Sun Heart' and the 'Black Tide' are all imaginary because I am too sensitive..."
"If those more than six thousand years were all a dream, and in the final fight between me and the Heavenly Dao, the one who captured me must have been the Heavenly Dao that invaded the universe. Then, it should be possible to change some things with the power of the Heavenly Dao.
In other words, it's possible that this is all about slightly altering reality to fit me into it.
Every day that passes here, a year passes in the universe over there. If time keeps dragging on, what will happen is completely unknown. "
Xia Ji strolled casually, sighed, and thought to himself:
"If this is true, then... Xiaosu, mother, and Miaomiao are all fake."
For a moment, he had very complicated emotions in his heart.
Some of the loopholes originally thought of have been filled in with various reasonable methods.
The last question is why I became a vegetative state seventeen years ago and what happened to my enlarged heart.
How to check
How can we check
If everything is false, a dragnet will wrap around you, trapping yourself in the illusion of reality, and the five-finger cage will tightly hold you.
But if these are true, then it's really not a bad thing, and I like such ordinary days very much.
"I remember Su Tian said that the power at the beginning of the supernatural realm is based on this universe, but when it comes to other worlds, it can be used by its own power...
Suppose that in this own power, my heart and black tide were 'frozen', and my body even fell into great weakness, and was suppressed and sealed, turning into a mortal.
But one thing remains unchanged: knowledge. "
Xia Ji began to think about the information in his mind. This information was the information from nearly ten million books he had spent, and it was his ultimate understanding of martial arts.
This information is all in...
However, after he recalled it for a while, he felt a severe headache.
"The next step is to experiment. As long as these things in the memory are useful, then... it is not a dream."
Xia Ji temporarily stopped thinking to suppress the severe pain in his mind.
After calming down for a while, he couldn't help but think again.
Why doesn't Tiandao seal his own memory
When he thought about it, he shook his head.
The soul thing is too complicated. It must be impossible to seal it, or there may be other problems.
When he thought of this, he had already walked to the street in front of his house.
Xiao Su was riding a battery car on the streets, searching anxiously. When she saw Xia Ji, she hurriedly drove the car over, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Brother, where have you been? Mom and I are so worried."
Seeing her genuine concern, Xia Ji felt warm in his heart and said gently, "I'm sorry for making you and mom worried. I just walked along the river for a while and thought about a few more things."
Xiao Su saw that his eyes were like stars, exuding a gentleness that could not be offended, so she said with big dark circles under her eyes: "Don't do this next time. If you want to go out, I will go to bed early and be with you the next day." … Yawn, I feel so sleepy, go home quickly, brother.”
"Well, go home."
Xia Ji sat behind the battery car, and the two of them were leaning against each other, one behind the other. In the warm sunset, the small battery car went home slowly and slowly.
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In the following days, as soon as Xia Ji recovered, he began to recall the exercise information in his memory.
Then follow the exercises.
Every time he practiced, his body seemed to be breaking free from some kind of metal shackles, his blood flow accelerated, his muscles quickly solidified, and his five senses became clearer.
In just half a month, he had gone from the frail and weak appearance when he first woke up to a strong boy who looked like he had been training in the gym for six or seven years.
This made Xiao Su very curious, and she would touch his muscles from time to time.
Although Su Linyu didn't know why, she was sincerely happy for him.
But while she was happy, Su's mother was also worried, so... Dr. Lu has almost become a frequent visitor here. He always comes here after get off work every day to check Xia Ji's health, and even rarely goes back to his own home.
The more Xia Ji practices, the more he feels that these techniques are real.
So…
Was everything in the dream not a dream
He didn't think much about it, but doubled down on training himself crazily.
At this time, Lu Miaomiao was working overtime more and more frequently. Sometimes she would even come to Xia Ji's house in the middle of the night. After hastily checking his body, she would be dragged to bed by Xiao Su.
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Late autumn.
Autumn rain continues.
Falling trees rustled.
On the ninth floor of the Cangyue Biotechnology Building, the conference room was brightly lit.
At this time, the people sitting in the conference room were all people from the special operations group.
When Miaomiao stepped into the conference room, her eyelids couldn't help but twitch because she saw many men and women in civilian clothes and loaded with guns in the conference room.
There were forty or fifty of these people, and each of them had a murderous aura that would make ordinary people's hearts palpitate. It was obvious that they had actually killed people.
Miaomiao instinctively sat in the back row. She was only considered an elite member of the younger generation, so naturally she always sat as far back as she could.
But today, something changed again.
As usual, she opened the second-to-last row against the wall, and a white-haired old man at the front desk of the conference room said in a low voice: "Sit in front."
Miaomiao hasn't reacted yet.
But the white-haired old man's left eye was squinted, and the wound on his left eye looked particularly hideous. He raised his finger and pointed at Miaomiao: "Didn't you hear? Little girl, I asked you to sit in the middle of the first row."
The majesty hidden in the voice was unquestionable, but Lu Miaomiao was not timid. Although she did not recognize the old man who suddenly arrived, she said directly: "Hello, I am just a junior, it is not appropriate to sit in front."
"I'll let you sit in front of me."
The white-haired old man said these seven words one by one like a tiger and a leopard.
He was obviously just talking normally, but the surroundings suddenly became quiet, as if they were completely suppressed by his aura.
Before Miaomiao could speak, she suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind her.
She turned around suddenly and saw two dark gun barrels facing her.
Lu Miaomiao felt a chill in her heart, as if she had fallen into an ice cave, then she dragged her steps forward and sat down in the middle of the first row in surprise.