The next day, there was a special car to pick them up to the airport. They boarded the plane and boarded the way back. Looking at the blue sky and white clouds below their feet, the three of them sat there in a daze.
After more than a month of contact, everyone was born and died together, and experienced so many dangerous setbacks, but finally ended in this way. I really don't know whether it was a loss or a fortunate.
Su Rui and Zi Yang are like people in two worlds, only occasionally intersecting, but in the end they each return to their respective tracks.
Speechless all the way.
Back to school, everything is strange and familiar.
Within a few days, the two finally got used to their "real selves" again. Life and death in the desert for more than a month was dreamlike to them—compared to the mediocrity now, this is the real life.
Zi Yang once went to Su Rui's classroom, and another strange girl was already sitting in a familiar position. When she was melancholy, the crisp voice seemed to sound in her ears again: "Senior... I have a problem."
Zi Yang looked back abruptly and saw a little girl and a guy whispering intimately.
…
"I knew it was like this,
Like a dream,
I won’t put all love in the same place,
I can forgive you for your absurdity,
The absurd thing is that I cannot forget..."
I don't know who is playing Naying's "Dream One" on the campus, Zi Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly.
After a month of muddle-headed days, the two of them lived the same everyday life, eating, sleeping, chatting, playing ball, and playing games. Every day is eating, drinking and having fun, and schoolwork is not important to both of them, just passing.
At the beginning of the month, there will still be a sum of money to call on time.
He took Jin Guoqiang's PSP back, and Zi Yang bought a second-hand one for Xiao Hei, installed some fighting games, and enjoyed it every day.
Lao Wang also retired his school dormitory, officially moved into the residences of Zi Yang and Xiao Hei, and went back to the class every other time. When "study is stressful", I just lay a ground floor on the floor of my classmate's dormitory and make do with it.
The small life of the three people can be regarded as happy, the shadow of the desert left in the memory is pressed in the bottom of my heart, and gradually disappeared and forgotten.
One evening, Lao Wang was studying how to make potatoes and beef in the kitchen when he suddenly heard a knock on the door. The probe came out and looked at the room suspiciously. Zi Yang was lying on the sofa reading a book, Xiao Hei attentively playing games-the resident population is all there, and the neighbors never come to visit. Did someone go to the wrong door
Opening the door, there was a Xinjiang man standing by the door, carrying a canvas bag in his hand, and speaking a mouthful of Xinjiang-flavored Mandarin, and said viciously, "I see stupidity on the Internet, are you planting here?"
Lao Wang was furious: "Wocao, I have found my home. Why didn't I hit enough last time? I came back? I have been out of the river for a long time. Don't force me to make a move!" A Tai Chi starting hand style.
The Xinjiang native looked at Lao Wang with a hand in his pocket, "Is it stupid on the Internet?"
"It's Wang Jianchun, Lao Tzu is Wang Jianchun, why?"
From Xinjiang: "Shenjingbing! Someone asked me to give you Dongxi..." He threw the canvas bag in his hand into the door and left.
Pharaoh slammed the door shut, and he looked in front of the cat's eyes without worry, to see if there was a large group of people in ambush at the door.
Zi Yang squeezed over to see, "What? Is there a bomb in the bag? Are you causing trouble again?"
Lao Wang picked up the bag and shook it by his ear, "It's not like, there is no ticking."
Open the canvas bag, and inside are a few bags of raisins and nuts. The two looked at each other, is this a gift
Lao Wang reached out and turned over, and found a long object wrapped in flannel and newspaper at the bottom of the bag, and it was wrapped in a mess with tape.
Unpacking and seeing the contents, the two of them immediately speeded up their heartbeats—the velvet wrapped a gleaming dagger, with a line of German engraved on the dagger, and an eagle embedded in the black hilt.
A folded piece of paper was pressed under the dagger. After opening it, the words Juanxiu were written on it with a mark pen, "Glory is loyal to the old king."
Pharaoh’s heart was full of enthusiasm, and his nose was sour while holding the dagger, "Woo, woo, a gift from Su Rui!"
Zi Yang felt uneasy, flipping through the bag, "Where is mine, where is my gift?"
After flipping for a long time, there was nothing but a few packets of raisins and nuts. I was disappointed.
At this time Xiao Hei came over, pushed Zi Yang, and pointed his finger at the kitchen.
Zi Yang suddenly came to his senses, "Pharaoh, it's a fucking mess!"
After eating roasted potatoes and sautéed beef, Xiao Hei felt his stomach and ran out to find a place to practice exercises.
After several months of city life, Xiao Hei has become more and more human, and now he can go out alone for a while.
Not far from where Zi Yang and the others lived, there was a wasteland under development, and several high-rise buildings were erected. Once construction was stopped at night, only empty blank buildings were left standing in the night sky.
This place has become a martial arts training ground for Xiao Hei. Every night he goes inside the fence and climbs on the scaffolding around the tall buildings. The reinforced concrete floor is very empty, no matter what you practice, it will not attract the attention of others.
Zi Yang urged him not to be seen when he was practicing. If he was seen, he should run away with his face covered. Don't kill him!
Xiao Hei nodded as if he didn't understand.
Lao Wang sat on the sofa holding the dagger and kept rubbing it. The piece of paper with the words on it has been placed on his chest, and he smelled the smell of the paper from time to time, as if he could smell Su Rui's body scent.
Zi Yang was lying on a chair and watching TV, humming air-conditioning constantly in his nose. While looking at Lao Wang, he threw raisins, nuts, jujubes into his mouth... "Bah, baah" was spit out loudly.
Lao Wang said, "You can save me some of it."
Zi Yang said, "I won't keep it for you. The dagger is yours, and the rest is mine."
Lao Wang is in a good mood today and doesn't care about him. "You can eat all the raisins. This raisin was probably not sent by Su Rui. Maybe it was the Xinjiang fellow who carried the goods and stuffed it casually in order to cover up the traces."
I fought so many bad fights with Xinjiang people, and once vowed to have an antagonistic hatred. After they gave him something, he immediately turned the fighting into jade. Even the fellow said this. This old Wang really has no principles in his life. .
Zi Yang rolled his eyes, staring at the chandelier and continued to spit out date pits.
Lao Wang continued to sprinkle salt on Zi Yang’s wounds, "Oh, you said we didn’t expect it before. This plane and train have to check baggage, and even a nail clipper can’t go across provinces, but the Tibetan knives and daggers of fellow Xinjiang villagers How did you bring it to all parts of the country? It was because of Su Ruiji who hung up on me and came up with such a good idea. It is estimated that this matter was also handled by Timur. You said that Timur looks like a dead body all day long. Yes, it's very authentic to get things done."
Zi Yang "Hmph, I don't know how much money Su Rui received!"
Zi Yang secretly touched the watch on his wrist. This old-fashioned mechanical watch had gone through so much with him, even following him in the abyss of nothingness, and still walking accurately.
Zi Yang kept thinking in his mind: How many things Su Rui brought out of the cave? Those two high-tech wetsuits were worn on when they came out until the helicopter crashed. Where did they go afterwards
In the military hospital, he asked Lao Wang. Lao Wang said that the staff wanted to rescue him, so he took off both diving suits. As for who took them away, he didn't pay attention. At that time, he only cared about Zi Yang's injury. In view of this, Zi Yang is not embarrassed to scold him again.
Only he and Su Rui knew the black technology of the wetsuit. If you don’t check it carefully, you won’t see any clues—before they are controlled, there should be a gap of one or two days. During this time, Su Rui can do a lot of things—she is such a smart person, she must take care of everything. .
Professor Su and Professor Zhang, Su Rui and A Chong, and Zi Yang can't figure out which side they are actually leaning on.