The Midnight Owl

Chapter 55: Secret Box

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"I live in the North Fourth Ring Road. If you know that we are so close, please contact us early." Qian Ai drank the tea made by Kuang Jinxin, looked at Xu Wang's living room, and then said "the old classmates should meet again" with Wu Sheng. Questions, expressing my feelings, I am very busy.

Wu Sheng didn't have the leisurely heart he had.

From the first time he bought the plane ticket, to the time he returned to Beijing in the afternoon, and then to Xu Wang, he plunged into the bedroom when he entered the door. Infinite loops, memory erasure, high-dimensional space, parallel space, exotic wormholes, space-time jumps, detachment of consciousness, rebirth phantoms... It's almost possible to produce a book called "Xu Wang Explores a Thousand Possibilities of "Owl".

Seeing Wu Sheng staring at the closed bedroom door in a trance, without any intention of chatting at all, Qian Ai angrily stopped talking and drank tea in a Buddhist style.

He wasn't really that big-hearted. Xu Wang had once entered the "Owl". He was also anxious about something so bizarre that it might even involve their future destiny, and wanted to know the inside story immediately.

But when Xu Wang came back, he locked himself in the bedroom. No matter how anxious they were, they could only wait.

Waiting is the most challenging thing. If you don't say a word and distract yourself, that's every second as a year.

"The teahouse where I used to practice was right next to it," Qian Ai looked pitiful, and Kuang Jinxin took the initiative to take over the important task of "accompanying chat", "but the dormitory is closer to Brother Sheng's company, and the two buildings are back to back, So as soon as we entered the 'Owl', we looked up and met."

Finally, there was someone who could talk, and Qian Ai immediately put down the teacup: "It's useless to meet," he had a deep understanding.

"No," Kuang Jinxin shook his head resolutely, "Brother Sheng is very calm, he told me not to panic, saying that it might be a dream, or it might be a mysterious magnetic field that interfered with the brain and brought our consciousness to a new dimension. In short, we must first collect data."

Qian Ai swallowed hard, glanced at the back of his strategist, and then looked back at Jin Xin: "And then?"

"Then we started to study the owl pattern," said Kuang Jinxin. "I clicked on the roster and found that there were two other partners in the team. Brother Sheng was immediately happy."

"...Shouldn't you run away at that time!" Qian Ai couldn't listen anymore, and wanted to put an alarm bell on Kuang Jinxin, "Which normal person gets involved, the first reaction is to discuss dreams and consciousness!!! "

"Brother Sheng said that the collapse can't solve the problem." Kuang Jinxin still remembers the calm light of reason in Wu Sheng's eyes when he said this. At that moment, all the magic and treacherousness turned into dust.

Qian Ai: "… "

Sighing weakly, he pulled Jin Xin's shoulders, nose to nose, eyes to eyes, and said bitterly: "Fear is human instinct, if a person keeps a high level of calm at all times, it may be that rationality shines in the world, or it may be anti-social. Personality. So to be safe, next time you encounter this situation, run first, keep a safe distance, and then observe, understand?"

Kuang Jinxin frowned and thought hard, digesting and absorbing it was very difficult.

Seeing this, Qian Ai simply pulled over a typical person and gave a targeted explanation: "Chi Yingxue."

"Huh?" Kuang Jinxin was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect Qian Ai to mention this person.

Qian Ai: "We met him twice, once capsized and fell into the sea, and once fell off the Ferris wheel. It's almost like death. Have you ever seen him scared?"

Kuang Jinxin shook his head slowly.

In the endless sea, when Chi Yingxue fell off the mast, he was waving at the telescope. This time on the Ferris wheel, he also told his teammates that Chi Yingxue was very calm at the time. It was more like suicide than sending him home.

"So, this kind of person who doesn't know fear is the most terrifying." Qian Ai didn't know where he came from. He insisted on giving Kuang Jinxin a safety education, and the education was not in place and profound. "I will meet again next time. Unless that person is like Wu Sheng, who radiates wisdom all over his body and can get a full score at a glance, otherwise, keep a safe distance, do you hear?"

Kuang Jinxin: "..."

Qian Ai: "Any questions?"

Kuang Jinxin: "Why did he want to commit suicide?"

Qian Ai: "The example is to make the lesson more profound, not to stimulate your spirit of exploration..."

Kuang Jinxin: "But I'm really curious!"

Qian Ai: "Curiosity is the devil."

Kuang Jinxin: "Isn't it 'impulse is the devil'..."

Qian Ai: "Double ghosts knock on the door."

Kuang Jinxin: "..."

Fifteen minutes ago, the bedroom.

As soon as Xu Wang came in, he closed the door tightly. The evidence is of course for teammates to see, but the place where the evidence is hidden is too much information to be disclosed.

After making sure the bedroom door was locked, he opened the closet, reached into the deepest part and groped for a long time, and took out a box.

It was a rectangular biscuit tin box, about the size of A4 paper, about three inches thick. On the colorful box lid, there was a long string of flowery English, like jumping musical notes.

Xu Wang carefully opened the box, with a cautious look, as if the most precious treasure was hidden in it.

Of course no baby.

But not biscuits either, otherwise according to the code on the box, it would be ten years past their expiration date.

In the box is a book, a few letters, and a keychain.

The book is the full English version of "Walden". Wu Sheng gave him a graduation gift, and it was the only thing they had been together for three years, and the other party had given him.

When you open the title page, you can see the monitor's message - I hope you can finish reading this book.

The whole book is just one line of Chinese characters. Whenever he opens it in the dead of night, Xu Wang wants to dig out these characters one by one, and then take the time machine back to the day they parted and throw them on Wu Sheng's face.

Too bad there is no time machine.

Yes, he was reluctant.

There are five letters in total, all of which were sent between them when Wu Sheng had just left the country. It is obviously already in the age of technology, and sending a message can seamlessly connect across the hemisphere. Wu Sheng asked him for his address on the Internet, and then sent him a letter by international express, which was simply unreasonable.

Well, when he got the letter, he was still a little... uh, a little... ahem, so excited that he jumped all over the dormitory and almost scared his college roommates.

As a result, in Wu Sheng's letter, he was very kind and friendly and asked about his current situation, and there was almost no room for reverie. He had no choice but to follow the example and wrote a "Friends Reply Letter".

After five back-and-forth exchanges, Wu Sheng stopped replying after he had adapted to "Bai Yueguang" and became a "pen pal".

At first, he thought it was because the express mail was lost, and he tentatively poked the other party on the Internet, but the other party didn't respond. Later, as time passed, this reason no longer tenable. Because whether it's the other party's lost letter or his own reply, in short, if the other party expects a response, they haven't received their own reply for a long time, so it's time to ask.

So in conclusion, Wu Sheng doesn't want to contact him anymore.

It's more difficult to accept if it evokes other people's thoughts, and then interrupts it, it is more difficult to accept than not to contact after graduation.

The slight heat in the bottom of his eyes made Xu Wang startled and instantly recovered.

He is now completely kissed, he can smile slightly, and he is absolutely in control. He has already moved from bronze to king, and he suddenly misses his youth!

Squeezing his face hard, Xu Wang said seriously: "You are now twenty-nine, not nineteen. The flower and rainy seasons are over early, can you be a little bit aware?"

After self-training, Captain Xu felt relieved, and then he lowered his head and saw the keychain in the gap again.

A keychain for a three-flower cat, the cat is a small milk cat, with a small white face, black and orange bangs on the top of the head, curled up in a ball, and sleeps sweetly like a donut.

For so many years, he always thought that the keychain belonged to Wu Sheng. He didn't graduate at that time, and he didn't know that in the near future, he would receive the original English version of the hateful book, go to college, and get a few greeting letters, so he left this thing out of selfishness. .

After thinking about a person for three years, he doesn't want to be like the wind across the water, and the ripples will disperse, leaving no trace.

Well now, the "ripples" he has preserved for ten years are not at all the peach blossom wind from Wu Sheng, but another gust of wind blowing out.

The kitten on the keychain is still sleeping, but if it opens its eyes, Xu Wang believes, it must be a pair of blue-green eyes. Blue like sky, like ocean, green like jade, like forest...

Ten years ago.

The early morning sun shines through the window and shines on the corridor of the third year of a certain school, brightening the portraits of scientists on the walls of the corridor, and also brightening the childish faces in the classroom.

The third and seventh class of senior high school is a science class. The class style is lively and the grades are stable. Most of the time, it still makes the teachers more worry-free.

At this moment, there is a "prosperous" early self-study scene.

Some do the questions, some memorize the words, some study the problem-solving ideas with the same table, and of course, there are also those who relax for a moment while the teacher is away and spread fresh gossip—

"Xu Wang is back to class today?"

"I heard it with my own ears. When I sent my homework to the office just now, Lao Zhang was on the phone with his dad."

"Lao Zhang is too perverted!"

"Alas, the admission rate is higher than the sky."

"Mom is gone, who still thinks about the college entrance examination?"

"No, I heard what Lao Zhang said about the phone, it seems that Xu Wang's father wanted Xu Wang to come back, but Lao Zhang also persuaded him, saying that the child has a heavy mind and can't study when he comes back, so it's better to rest at home for a few more days... "

"His-"

"Um?"

"What's wrong?"

"what's the situation?"

"Tell me something, keep it a secret."

"Come on."

"Xu Wang's parents have already left."

"real or fake?"

"I was in the same class as him in junior high school. At that time, the whole class knew that his father married the third son, and he didn't want him to be with his mother... Hey? What the hell?"

The male classmate who broke the news covered the back of his head and turned his head sharply to meet the monitor's eyes.

"Help me pick up the eraser." Squad Leader Wu looked innocent.

The male classmate who broke the news was confused: "How much effort did you put in to make the eraser fly?"

"It's not rubbing off," Squad Leader Wu said frankly and honestly, "Aim to throw it."

The male classmate who broke the news even forgot to be angry, and asked stupidly, "What are you throwing me for?"

Squad Leader Wu didn't say anything, just glanced at the monitor diagonally above.

Every classroom has such a monitor, monitoring, no, supervising the learning atmosphere of the students.

But now, I have only been studying for my self-study early, and the monitor is already lit up with a small red dot, and it is spinning.

It was revealed that the male classmate gave the monitor a "thank you for the reminder" look, bent over and touched the ground with a hand of dust, and then picked up the eraser with difficulty and returned it to the good monitor in China.

The classroom is quiet again.

Wu Sheng continued to work on the question, but the mechanical pencil broke as soon as he wrote a stroke.

He pressed a new section and continued, but he stopped writing a formula before finishing it.

The mechanical pencil protested as if it sensed the user's absent-mindedness.

Wu Sheng thought that it would take tomorrow at the earliest to see Xu Wang.