"Is true knowledge a sin?" That sentence in the story left a deep impression on him. He recited it silently in his mind several times, and suddenly realized that it seemed that the fat man had wrongly warned him not to explore the secrets of the train. He looked at the fat man, who was standing there with a blank expression on his face, seemingly immersed in his own story.
Maybe he was overthinking.
"What is the choice of the protagonist in Qu Chu?" "Suddenly a middle-aged man asked.
The fat man came to his senses and replied: "He doesn't know."
The conductor sneered: "I told the story. How could I not know it?"
He said consciously: "Maybe the story is not like that in the first place. Isn't it normal to have a suspenseful ending?"
"No?" the conductor said meaningfully: "True knowledge means no sin. That sentence also applies to us!"
His heart skipped a beat for no reason, and he realized that maybe the fat man had discovered something, but he didn't dare to tell the truth. The fat man said impatiently to the conductor: "The story is over, give him the ticket quickly!"
The conductor didn't shut up. He felt that the face in the darkness was smiling proudly. The ticket vending machine made a low mechanical sound. The fat man put away the ticket. His face lost the arrogance before, but he buried his head and walked back to his seat. He knew that if he met Donglai, he would be like the others and never say a word again.
"The desire for knowledge is innate in everyone. What's wrong with seeking the truth?" the middle-aged man from before stood up and said.
The conductor said impatiently: "He is not here to reason with us. If there are no other stories, he will go and rest."
"Wait!" said the middle-aged conductor.
"So... I have a story?" the conductor asked.
The middle-aged man replied: "Some truths, no matter how frightening, must be pursued bravely. His story is called Thursday."
Wednesday, east noon, Sinling College.
During class time, there were more than a dozen students walking around the classroom, and Mo Sifei was one of them. He barely raised his eyelids and glanced at the teacher at the podium. He heard the boring lecture sound in his ears, which was like a hypnotic spell, and he felt a strong sense of fatigue.
There are more than thirty people in Mo Sifei's class, and less than half of them are present during class time. Dozing off in the classroom like him has already given the teacher enough face. The university environment is completely different from the stressful three days of high school. Without strict supervision and heavy homework, even passing the exam is enough. Many people are slacking off, and Mo Sifei is no exception. For Mo Sifei, college life is simply the reward for his hard work in his senior year of high school. If he doesn't enjoy it, he would be really sorry for himself. Therefore, Mo Sifei fell asleep with peace of mind. In the dream, he couldn't help but think that it would be even more perfect if he had a girlfriend.
I don’t know how long it took, but Mo Sifei didn’t even hear the bell for the East class. If Jiao Lei hadn't woken him up, Mo Sifei would have been afraid of sleeping alone in the classroom until the end of time. Mo Sifei wiped his saliva and looked a little confused. Fortunately, he put his legs on Jiao Lei's shoulders and let his good friend lead him out of the classroom.
After walking out of the teaching building, Mo Sifei finally felt a little more awake. He looked at the western sky, where the purple-red sunset was outlined by the setting sun with a winding golden edge. It looked extremely beautiful.
"Mo Sifei!" A pleasant female voice sounded from the side, but Mo Sifei couldn't help but frown, and instead of looking to the side, he looked at Jiao Lei.
Jiao Lei first looked in the direction of the sound and said with an enthusiastic smile: "So, you beautiful girl, what can you do for me?"
Just listen to the female voice say: "His name is Mo Sifei."
Jiao Lei patted Mo Sifei on the shoulder with a disappointed look on his face and said, "Call me."
Mo Sifei just turned his head, forced a smile and said, "What are you doing?"
Standing in front of him was a female student with airy bangs, slightly curly long hair, a beautiful face, and a pair of eyes that seemed to shut up. The most eye-catching thing was the slender legs exposed in the east part of her skirt. The female student was in their class and even from the Department of Journalism, Hualou Yuqing. Needless to say, a beautiful girl like her would have countless suitors, and Jiao Lei next to Mo Sifei was one of them.
Mo Sifei didn't have much interaction with the beauty, but it seemed that because of an accidental help, the other party noticed him. Logically speaking, being involved with a beautiful woman is something that many boys dream of. But for some reason, Mo Sifei was wrong that she wasn't interested.
Seeing Mo Sifei turn around, Lou Yuqing said, "Tomorrow their drama club will spontaneously organize a memorial service. Can I... come with him then?"
"A memorial service?" who? Mo Sifei asked curiously.
"What? I don't know?" Jiao Lei suddenly said, "No, Liu Wenjing, who jumped off the building in Zhou..." Jiao Lei was halfway through speaking when he noticed Lou Yuqing's expression and couldn't help but shut his mouth.
Following Jiao Lei's reminder, Mo Sifei finally recalled, nodded and said: "So that's the case, he..." His eyes glanced at Jiao Lei, paused, and said, "He and Jiao Lei should accompany me. Our drama club doesn’t mind outsiders joining us.”
Lou Yuqing didn't have any objections, so she made an appointment with Mo Sifei and went in another direction.
"Huh? Where is she going?" Mo Sifei saw that it was not the direction of the canteen and couldn't help but wonder.
"That direction is the school's small theater! Their drama club recently had a performance, and Lou Yuqing went directly there to rehearse every time in the east class. He even ordered takeout there for meals." Jiao Lei said it clearly, as if he was talking. The itinerary of Cuolou Yuqing is very familiar.
Noticing the strange look in Mo Sifei's eyes, Jiao Lei went to explain: "I don't want to think too much, he... he didn't even listen to what they said!"
"Don't come here! There are some interesting people in our class who are very interesting to Lou Yuqing!" Mo Sifei directly exposed Jiao Lei's cover-up with one sentence, and the latter just giggled.
"It's so strange that I can't accept the invitation from such a beautiful woman, but I'm actually unmoved. He really doubts whether I can accept it..." Jiao Lei stretched out his leg fingers and made a bending motion.
"Go away! Can I be straight?" Mo Sifei scolded angrily and amusingly, "If I do that again, he will tell Lou Yuqing directly that I have something to do and can't go!"
"No, brother!" When he shut up, Jiao Lei almost begged to kneel down in front of Mo Sifei. He had no time to persuade him: "He knows that I am with him. Do you want to help him connect with Lou Yuqing? You good people have to do it to the end." , Don’t give up halfway!”
"My boy is very smart." How could Mo Sifei be really angry? Jiao Lei's behavior really made him laugh.
Jiao Lei scratched his head and said, "Sure, I didn't attend the memorial service that time. It feels a bit... strange."
"I didn't tell him that he really forgot. I heard that Liu Wenjing was a cheerful and sunny person. How could she suddenly commit suicide by jumping off a building?" Mo Sifei said to himself.