In the next second, An Yu was thrown down by Xie Xuan on the ground covered with fallen golden leaves.
Xie Xuan was in a daze: "You, you've grown up...ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, did you hurt from the fall, did you?" Ye, "Are you okay? Where have you been all these years? Are you okay? Why are you so light? Did you not eat well?"
An Yu took Xie Xuan's hand in a gentle manner, stood up from the grass, couldn't help laughing and said: "What are you thinking about in a flash, and you have imagined that you can't eat well. You see, I don't seem to be able to eat well." Nice guy? But…”
"but?"
"I thought you would be very surprised, but I didn't expect you to react so strongly." An Yu patted the ashes on his body, "I was a little surprised."
"Reuniting with an old friend after a long absence, I can't be too surprised." Xie Xuan blinked, and on the surface he had returned to normal. The fireworks were still blowing up in his mind, all kinds of messy pictures exploded into a ball in his mind, unconscious Too sober smiled and said, "In this way we are Tianma! Do you know? Tianma is invincible!"
"What is Tianma?" What appeared in An Yu's mind was a unicorn.
"It's a horse from the sky." Xie Xuan flashed a long and flamboyant circle of friends in his mind, and said seriously, "Tianma will not lose, we are destined to meet again. I believe in fate now. Fate is Everything that exists is the guide of Steins Gate."
An Yu finally realized that Xie Xuan's state didn't seem right, and a sentence flashed in his mind, "On the surface, he was serious, but his heart was blank", and he finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.
…
Half an hour later, Xie regained his sanity Xuan: "By the way, you know who I am that day, right? No wonder..."
No wonder that day in the ward, the atmosphere in the air was still "don't think about daring to beat me." After reading my name on the medical record, the whole atmosphere was relaxed and became "ahh It’s okay, everyone is misunderstanding, no one wants such a thing to happen, and it’s not easy for you, don’t worry about your classmates’…
"It's a bit strange to think about it now, but I was innocent and didn't think much about it at that time." Xie Xuan glanced at An Yu and at the sunset, sighing.
Hearing this topic, An Yu smiled slightly.
Looking at this dangerous smile, Xie Xuan was curious: "If it wasn't me that day, what would you have planned to do?"
An Yu smiled: "You were beaten for no reason, what are you going to do?"
Sure enough, the perceived danger was not an illusion.
"Then you have been with your uncle all the time?"
Mentioning this, the smile on An Yu's lips softened: "Well, my uncle is a very powerful person and taught me a lot."
"For example?" Xie Xuan was curious.
"Survival skills in the wild." An Yu smiled mysteriously.
…
The light and shadow of the fragments fluctuated again, and the picture changed again.
"Eh? It's rare for you to call so late. Did you miss me?"
"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm too busy," An Yu sounded apologetic, speaking a little faster than usual, "I didn't notice if you didn't tell me, it's past one o'clock, it's past two o'clock on your side , didn’t disturb your lunch break, did you?”
"Of course not, I seldom take a nap." Xie Xuan laughed, a little strangely, "Where are you now, aren't you in the dormitory?"
"The dormitory has a power outage." An Yu's voice has returned to normal at this time, "I have a lot of homework today and I need to use the computer. I'm in the hotel now."
"What? Is it too lonely in a hotel?" Xie Xuan joked.
"yes."
"What's wrong? Nothing happened, right?" Xie Xuan keenly caught a trace of exhaustion in his voice.
"What can happen." An Yu smiled, "Today is too busy, a little...tired."
"Sophomore year is indeed the busiest year," Xie Xuan chuckled, "You can hand over half of the work in junior year. Come on, president."
"Of course." An Yu's voice rose, and Xie Xuan could imagine his raised eyebrows, and he also smiled, but heard An Yu say again, "By the way, Xuan, are you a materialist?"
"Huh? That's right." The chat between the two has always been very casual, and it is common for the topic to jump back and forth. Magic and other things do exist, but they really don’t exist. Although I hope very much, I actually think that everything in this world can be explained by science.”
"However, the root cause is that I haven't seen it." Xie Xuan smiled, "I haven't seen it with my own eyes, so I want to believe it but I can't believe it. Experiments are the only criterion for testing the truth. Why do you suddenly want to say this? Isn’t it materialistic?”
"I don't know anymore." An Yu sighed silently on the other end of the phone, "But it doesn't matter to me."
Xie Xuan noticed that he didn't finish his sentence and didn't speak.
Sure enough, An Yu stopped and said, "Do you still remember when we went to the board game bar to play Werewolf together?"
"Of course I remember," Xie Xuan laughed, "it wasn't too long ago."
"I recently played a new board." An Yu's speech was not fast, as if he was thinking about something, "But let's play together after you graduate!"
"It's fine during Chinese New Year. I've only been away for a few months, and it will take more than two years to graduate."
"That's right." The voice from the microphone was smiling, as if thinking of something again, "By the way, are there any good infinite stream novels recently?"
"Don't underestimate the time-lag schoolwork." Xie Xuan sighed, "I also want to ask you if you have any interesting things recently."
"Then let me see." An Yu's voice was filled with a smile, "Then let's talk another day, and I'll go to sleep first?"
"Go to sleep, you still have class tomorrow?"
"It's okay, good afternoon."
"Good night."
The time was about a year ago when An Yu was first involved in the Suspense game. If it was the current Xie Xuan, he would definitely be able to immediately sense what the other party was talking about, but at that time Xie Xuan hadn't been exposed to any surreal things, and it was impossible for him to think of them. Yanyi's schoolwork is extremely busy, and there is also the pressure of jet lag. This year, there is very little time to go back to China, and An Yu has not shown a trace of abnormality since the night after the first preliminaries ended.
The gears of time turn forward unhurriedly, the picture in front of me changes again with the flow of memory, the mist in the air gradually thickens, the sound of rain gradually becomes louder and louder in the ears, and the sky is getting darker. From bright day to night.
It's the last segment.
Volume Eight, Game Six: The Mask of Betrayal