Lu Anru hugged Sheng Ming's neck tightly with his hands, burying his face in his shoulder and crying silently. Bai Jie's sneer and sarcasm came from behind the two of them.
"Haha, you should protect her, and protect someone who wants to kill you. Lu Anru, if what I said just now hasn't woken you up, you might as well think about it, the red in your world was pointed out to you by others. If If someone points out green to you from the beginning, then you will always mistake green for red!”
After returning home and lying on the bed, Yin Cang was smoothly placed back on the desk by his parents.
They didn't hide her weapons or hurt her when she drew her sword.
After being hungry all day, her mother brought her favorite pumpkin stewed pork ribs in the evening, and she devoured it after testing it with Yincang.
I really hope that there is poison in the rice that is so high-grade that it cannot be detected, so that she can bear the consequences with ease. But other than the delicious taste, she didn't feel anything strange.
I dreamed of Xiao Luan again that night, but this time the braided sister was crying silently.
Are you pitying her? Pity her absurd life, pity that she can't even distinguish between the two worlds, which is true and which is false.
When I woke up in the morning, I opened the door and saw my parents and Sheng Mingquan sitting solemnly in the hall, as if they had been waiting for a long time.
Seeing her getting up, my father felt mixed emotions. He opened his mouth to say something, but his mother held her down with her hand. He turned his head and wiped his face silently.
The mother got up and walked towards Lu Anru. It could be seen from her red eyes that she had been crying all night. But when he came to her, there was only a gentle smile on his face.
He took the initiative to hold her little hand and asked with concern: "Did you sleep well?"
Lu Anru nodded awkwardly and wandered away with a 'hmm' voice.
Her mother allowed her to withdraw her hand, as if she didn't know what to say even more than she did. She ran out of words and said, "Shut down your computer. Last night, Guang'er made more than a dozen calls in a row, but she couldn't get through to you. She called me." Here I am. I didn’t mention your physical condition when I answered the phone. I just said you were tired and didn’t agree with him coming to visit you today.”
"Thank you." Lu Anru responded in a deep voice, suddenly remembered the key point, turned back and asked seriously: "Where is my computer?"
"There it is. You came back from overtime the day before yesterday and threw it on the table. You said you were very tired and no one could interfere with your weekend rest."
Her mother pointed to the coffee table in the dining room, sensing her unwillingness to face her father and Sheng Ming, and said considerately, "I'll get it for you."
"Thank you." Lu Anru glanced at the father and son sitting in the living room.
Sheng Ming's inherited mother's almond-shaped eyes simultaneously raised to look at her. When their eyes met, Lu Anru read full of worry. Underneath the worry, there was also self-blame, for not protecting her well yesterday.
The discomfort expressed by the face she was most familiar with and cared about turned into a huge boulder, weighing her down so much that she couldn't breathe.
Not knowing how to face it, he simply turned back to the house and closed the door.
Ten minutes later, my mother knocked on the door.
"Anru, I'm mom, can I come in?"
The cautious word 'Excuse me' completely tore Lu Anru's strength away, and she covered her face with her hands and sobbed sadly.
She really hated Nao Beast Duan for being so despicable, using the people she cared about most to destroy all her principles. It's so nice to be a monster. Even if she died of exhaustion, she wouldn't feel so uncomfortable.
"Anru, mom knows that you are upset. It doesn't matter if you don't want to see me. I'll leave breakfast and the computer at the door. Your dad, Xiao Ming, and I will go out in the morning. You can take a nap if you want to rest after breakfast. If you don’t want to rest and want to go out for a walk, just go out and face any difficulties with us. Don’t do anything to hurt yourself.”
My mother's voice became slightly hoarse after she spoke, and she seemed to have worked very hard to suppress her choking voice.
Lu Anru held her head in her hands, her sleeves wet with tears. She didn't answer, she cried alone until her body was numb and trembling.
At noon, she told herself that she could no longer waste time.
I heard Sheng Ming say that the first three days after entering the mental cage are very critical. It is easiest to find a breakthrough. The longer you stay in the mental cage, the more you will lose yourself.
More than a day had passed, and she had to cheer up.
After changing clothes, pinned them to Yin Cang's waist, opened the door to the room, and accidentally kicked something with his foot.
She lowered her head and saw that her computer was placed upside down on the thermos box. On the back of the computer were two photos of her and Ella, and of her and Sheng Ming, which were extremely dazzling.
She picked up the computer, put the powder bag in, picked up the thermos box and walked to the dining table.
The feeling of hunger has never gone away. Counting the time of the mission to enter Yardley Bay, it has been two days. Last night alone, she ate ribs and pumpkin with flower rolls.
Unscrew the heat preservation lid and the rice is fragrant.
The first layer of the insulated box contains eggs, soy milk and fried dough sticks, while the second layer contains two vegetarian dishes, one meat dish, one soup and rice.
People often say that a good daughter is like a mother, and her mother guessed that she would not eat in the morning.
The great sense of familiarity reminded her of the time when she lost her memory in childhood, when she lost her temper and went on a hunger strike. Her mother did the same, practicing her cooking skills to make her favorite dishes and placing them at the door of her room.
Make breakfast and lunch together every time, and don't force her to finish either. If she didn't eat at all, her mother would change all the meals in the evening and make fresh dinner and leave it at the door.
He scolded Gao Yincang and pierced the food with the tip of his sword. He tried them one by one and ate two meals in big gulps.
After the meal, he touched his full belly and encouraged himself secretly: "Come on Lu Anru, try to get out of here today."
Put the dishes into the thermos box and send them to the kitchen to repay the hard work of the fake parents here.
Leave home and take a taxi to Yuexiang.
The driver of the floating taxi heard her destination and asked teasingly: "Beauty, are you going to visit the memorial hall?"
"Memorial hall?" Lu Anru asked with raised eyebrows. She planned to investigate from a familiar location.
"yes."
The taxi driver held the steering wheel with one hand, dusted off the cigarette ashes with one hand, put away his teasing tone, and said in a deep voice: "A few years ago, Emperor Xuantian, ah, I got used to shouting, and the old dog Ningtian learned that Dean Huo destroyed and preserved evolution. According to the rules, he also assassinated all the highly evolved life forms. He was furious and joined forces with other monarchs to send troops to surround Yuexiang for a month. He claimed that he would not kill Yuexiang if he surrendered. He had a good idea and tried to recruit Yuexiang's talents, but he couldn't. The talents of the four communities are all brave and proud people. They would rather die than obey, fight their way through life, and seize the head of Ning Tiangu, and help the poor people overthrow the monarchy. "
"That's it." Lu Anru sighed softly.
The driver jerked the steering wheel, turned and stopped in front of a flower shop, suggesting: "I'll charge you less for the fare. Go buy two bouquets of chrysanthemums to offer to the fallen warriors."
Lu An Ruxin brought it up and asked uneasily: "Is anyone else going to die?"
The driver took a deep breath from his cigarette, exhaled white smoke, and sighed sadly.
"Hey, yes, war is not a child's play, it is very cruel. President Yuexiang Huo and the chief teacher of the Fourth Society all died. Two presidents of the Fourth Society died heroically, and one president was imprisoned by Hades and was left alone. The president of the French Society, Sheng Ming, lived a normal life, but he became ill because of the continuous casting of four ultimate spells. It is said that his right leg was replaced with a prosthetic leg, and many organs were showing signs of failure. "
The finger that clicked on the door-opening button paused. Lu Anru slowly turned his head, stared at the driver's face, and asked in disbelief: "Dean Huo and the others are all dead? Is the president of the French Society all sick?"
No wonder Sheng Ming rested no less than five times during the short journey from the hospital to the car yesterday.
"Yes, the teacher and the dean were all killed in the battle, and President Huang Mu was also killed. President Yin was imprisoned in Hades for revealing the secrets of the academy."
The driver glanced at Lu Anru suspiciously and muttered: "Are you from out of town? That's not right. People from out of town should also know about the war that shocked the world."
Lu Anru stared intently at the change in the driver's expression, and responded bitterly to the driver's real doubts: "Just think that I have a strange disease, and my memory is prone to confusion."
"Oh," the driver responded twice, sighing with sympathy: "Your disease is similar to President Sheng's sister's disease. It is said that his sister also relapsed during the war and suffered from memory disorder. Look at Sheng Bai was once extremely wealthy, and his boss vowed to spend a lot of money on his two children to develop equipment to treat their children's diseases and extend their lives. "
"Thank you, master, for informing me."
Lu Anru's fingers fell heavily on the automatic door button, and he walked out of the car in a daze, with a question tumbling over and over in his mind.
—Is this a nightmare or the future
If it were just a nightmare, it would be too real.
According to people's descriptions of that war, all the details and results are 90% consistent with the conventional trend, including the temperament and choices of the core members of the academy.
The coldness that penetrated her heart spread throughout her body, and even the blazing sun could not dispel the chill in her heart.
After standing blankly beside the car for a long time, I heard the driver ask with concern: "Girl, I see your face is pale. Are you feeling unwell? How about I take you to the hospital?"
"No, I'm going to buy some flowers. After buying, can you please take me to the memorial hall."
Lu Anru walked to the flower shop and selected a large flower basket filled with yellow and white chrysanthemums.
The robot attendant helped her bandage it up and asked in a routine manner: "Do you want to write anything on the ribbon?"
Lu Anru thought about it and asked, "What's the date today?"
"April 7th, AD 2043." The robot answered solemnly.
Calculating her age, she was indeed 20 years old. Lu Anru bit her lip and continued to ask: "How likely is it that a war will happen?"
"March 30, 2041 AD."
Hearing the answer, Lu Anru felt extremely lucky. The war took place one year and eight months later in the real world.
If this place is determined to be the future, her efforts to go back can at least change some things and prevent the deaths of people she cares about.
"Do you need to write something?" the robot asked again.
"Write, let us work hard to live tenaciously!" Lu Anru said what he wanted in his heart.
The robot's hand holding the golden brush stopped above the ribbon. Even with its rigid programming, it felt like it was a misnomer. It placed the brush next to the inkstone and confirmed again.
"Are you sure you want to write this?"
"That's right, just write it!" After Lu Anru confirmed, he glanced at the postcard placed under the glass of the counter from the corner of his eye.
An idea flashed in my mind and I asked, "Can I send a postcard?"
"Yes, please choose the style you like." The robot replied mechanically.
Lu Anru pressed his fingers on the top of the glass cover, selected a picture at random, and said, "If you want it, give me the pen."
The robot wrote the ribbon, took out the pen and postcard and handed them to Lu Anru.
Lu Anru thought about it, took off the cap of his pen and wrote two lines: On March 30, 1941, during the war, Huo, Yue, Ye, Fan, Zhou, Huang and Mou died, and Yin was captured.
Leave the address of your old villa as the recipient of the letter, and the recipient writes: Lu Anru in October 1939, Lu Anru who studied at Yuexiang Zhongc Fighting Club (received)
If everything is really fishy, if she wakes up and forgets important information, calculating the time to complete the task, she will be able to go home and receive a postcard from the future in October at the latest.
Although things were extremely absurd, the future consequences here would be too tragic, and she had to do something.
After writing everything, put the postcard into the belly pocket of the robot that serves as the mailbox opening.
After the robot finished reading all the content, the corresponding message appeared on the head display, asking her to confirm: "There is no problem with the address, please click the green check."
Lu Anru touched the screen with his finger and selected the green check. When the interface changed, the total purchase amount was displayed, which was 397 yuan.
When I opened the pink bag, I didn't find the appreciation card in a familiar location, so I had to start the computer.
A huge number of messages flashed at the same time, and the computer was stuck for a few seconds.
After returning to normal, unlock and enter the debit card interface, make a successful payment, pick up the flower basket and return to the taxi.
Putting the flower basket at her feet, she used her computer to search for detailed reports on the 1941 War. As the shocking news emerged, she became increasingly panicked.
Fascinated by the sight, the car arrived at Yuexiang Memorial Hall unknowingly.
"A total of 497 kilometers, a speed of 800 kilometers per hour, and it takes 40 minutes to arrive. The fare is 319 yuan. The driver promised a discount of 50 yuan. After the discount, the price is 269 yuan. Please scan and pay."
Lu Anru suddenly came back to his senses when he heard the announcement from the vehicle system.
After scanning the QR code to pay, I picked up the flower basket and walked towards the familiar building.
Standing under the Yuexiang Building, she looked up at the high-tech building towering into the sky. There is no more bustle and bustle around, leaving only a desolate feeling of right and wrong in my heart.
Hold the flower basket's bamboo handle tightly and walk to the security checkpoint.
The robot stiffly raised the electric prod and asked, "Please show me your reservation card."
"Make an appointment? Where can I make an appointment? Can I make an appointment now?"
The third question from the soul was answered by the robot, which got irritable and drove him away: "If you don't have an appointment, please leave. Our museum only allows 100 people to visit every day."
Lu Anru glanced at the venue introduction at the door with the corner of his eye. The logo on it looked very familiar. It was the logo of Zeng Yuexiang Campus Network.
He stepped aside and took out his computer from his pocket. Enter the familiar URL into the browser, and a new page pops up. The familiar four blocks of the college become an introduction to the memorial hall. There is an appointment window at the bottom of the web page, click on it.
Enter your name and ID number and get the appointment time, at the end of next month!
She couldn't wait any longer, so she deduced something strange. She remembered that the National Museum in the normal world could allow 12,000 people to visit every day.
The number of people here has been reduced to 100, and the appointment time has been postponed to next month. If something goes wrong, there must be a monster, obviously deliberately controlling her and prolonging her stay here.
It's better to sneak in secretly at night, there must be important clues to escape.
After making a decision and turning around to leave, a familiar voice called from the distance: "Girl."
Lu Anru raised his eyes and saw Ning Guang in suits and leather shoes, looking like a barrister.
She stopped without saying a word, waiting for the other party to approach.
"I sent you a lot of messages, but you didn't reply to any of them. I guess you came here again to remember my old friend."
(End of chapter)