"Isn't it?" Du Jing asked.
"No," Zhou Luoyang said, losing all his strength, "I have dismantled this watch, and I am very sure. It's over, the other one is in the hands of the Russians, and he will try it out sooner or later."
He was about to put the back cover back, but Du Jing said, "Fix it, and then think of a way."
Zhou Luoyang had no intention to touch it at all, but after thinking about it, he adjusted the drive wheel and bowstring.
"Is there a strap?"
Du Jing opened the drawer and found two watch straps, Zhou Luoyang connected the watch strap, Du Jing took it, still put it on, sat down in front of the box spring, and became silent.
"What should I do?" Zhou Luoyang asked.
"I'm thinking of a way." Du Jing said.
Zhou Luoyang didn't bother him, the warehouse is still safe, and Leyao didn't tell the Russians where they were hiding. But why does Le Yao want to do this? The only explanation, and only one, is that he wants to go back to the day of the Haneda Airport car accident and save his parents' deaths.
Du Jing didn't say anything, but he must know better than Zhou Luoyang, and he didn't even blame Le Yao.
"I'll give you the medicine." Zhou Luoyang said.
Du Jing turned his head slightly and put his head in front of Zhou Luoyang. Zhou Luoyang took the Yunnan Baiyao brought from the store and gave Du Jing the medicine. He did not bandage and only left his wound open temporarily. Zhou Luoyang took him to cut Du Jing's hairstyle and specially requested it. After the cut that day, Zhou Luoyang also praised him for being very energetic.
As if feeling Zhou Luoyang's gaze, Du Jing glanced at him sideways, with complicated meaning in his eyes.
"What are you thinking?" Zhou Luoyang asked in a low voice.
"I miss you," Du Jing said, "thinking about the past, the reset of time, and what will happen in our future."
Zhou Luoyang put down the medicine and sat silently.
"I didn't understand his last words at the time." Zhou Luoyang said, "I didn't understand a lot of what he said. Time is a single line, there is no parallel space, and it is only our soul that travels through time. What does memory mean?"
Du Jing thought about it and explained: "Consciousness is beyond the dimension we are in. I also learned part of this when I was trained in Washington."
"So?" Zhou Luoyang said, "Does it have anything to do with time?"
"The body is in this latitude," Du Jing said, "because it is material. Human consciousness is attached to the body and functions. Therefore, to put it another way, as long as the soul is in the body, it will be imprisoned by the rules of the real world."
Zhou Luoyang could accept such an explanation, and Du Jing had already told him the most straightforward truth.
"Time is like a long river, encompassing all things and going downstream in the river, and it..."
Du Jing pointed his finger on the dial and said: "It can make our soul temporarily detach from the body, just like leaving the inside of the river, coming to the river, waiting in place, sinking again, entering the same coordinates, the same position of the river. , but at this time, the long river has flowed for a day."
"I understand!" Zhou Luoyang said immediately.
They may not have carried out the so-called "shuttle time", but just pulled away their consciousness and returned to the self of the previous day! In this way, Zhou Luoyang seems to understand the explanation of "memory" in Swartanowski's mouth.
After the consciousness was pulled away, it brought back the experience and memory of the next 24 hours!
They looked at another watch in Du Jing's hand. At this time, the drop-shaped pointer stuck to ten o'clock in the morning, stuck at ten twenty-five minutes and thirty-nine seconds, jumping back and forth in a sticky state, like a hair The bars are stuck in general.
"It's broken again." Zhou Luoyang said solemnly.
"No," Du Jing said, "the Russians are debugging."
Du Jing looked around the warehouse, got up to do an experiment, and gently pushed the pendant lamp hanging from the ceiling in the warehouse, and the pendant lamp began to vibrate in simple harmonics.
Zhou Luoyang discovered that during the process of swinging the lamp, it suddenly retreated an inconspicuous distance and fell again.
This scene is so weird, they are going back in time seconds after seconds! It's like being in a video of a cassette, but this video has become the real world!
"He's trying out more functions of the Eye of Saidi," Du Jing murmured, "He asked about it from Le Yao."
Immediately afterwards, all the light in the warehouse disappeared, and the real feeling on the back came.
Zhou Luoyang opened his eyes on the bed at home at midnight.
"Du Jing?!" Zhou Luoyang asked with fear.
"I'm here." Du Jing sat up immediately.
They both went back to midnight on January 3rd at the same time!
"Change clothes!" Du Jing said, "Leave the house immediately!"
"Why?!" Zhou Luoyang said, "it's not even midnight on January 4th..."
Du Jing said: "Before we triggered a timer function like an alarm clock! The starting point of the retrospective was set at two special times, noon and evening. The Eye of Versetti can trigger retrospective anytime, anywhere!"
Zhou Luoyang put on his clothes and opened the door of Le Yao's room. There was still no one inside, and there was a map of the Chamber of Commerce on the table. Du Jing took the car keys, came over and took Zhou Luoyang's hand, and said, "Don't look! Come downstairs!"
"Where to?" Zhou Luoyang said.
Du Jing replied, "Get out of here! Those Russians will be there soon!"
They stood in the elevator, Zhou Luoyang was very nervous, watching the elevator continue to descend, the display on the floor first reached the sixth floor, then returned to the eighth floor, and then went down to the sixth floor.
"He is still debugging." Du Jing said.
This scene was so strange that it made Zhou Luoyang shudder, but Du Jing held his hand tightly, they were like two tiny individuals who couldn't resist the roaring of the long river of time.
When they got to the underground garage, Du Jing had to get on the car. Zhou Luoyang said, "Where are we going now? We are trapped in this period of time!"
Du Jing said: "Luoyang, listen to me, we still have a chance."
Zhou Luoyang got into the car, but Du Jing didn't drive, and said, "He will let people come to arrest us first. No matter how many times it returns to midnight, it cannot fall into the hands of the Russians."
In an instant, the two returned to the bed at home at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.
Zhou Luoyang: "This bastard."
Du Jing: "Go!"
They went downstairs quickly, and Swartanlovsky obviously hadn't been able to pinpoint a certain moment, and could only keep the time to twelve o'clock.
"How many times do we have to repeat the same thing?" Zhou Luoyang said.
"It's right to run!" Du Jing said, "until he runs out of patience! He can't catch us! There is a time difference between the Chamber of Commerce and your house. He missed the deployment at midnight on the first midnight, and he was destined to not catch us. !"
Du Jing drove the car out of the garage and saw a black Grand Cherokee approaching in the distance, surrounded the downstairs, and they escaped again.
As soon as the other party called to report to Svatanlovsky, the Russian businessman backtracked the time to twelve o'clock.
Zhou Luoyang had to flee for the third time.
"This is ridiculous!" Zhou Luoyang threw the car key to Du Jing.
Du Jing said: "He soon learned that even if he kept going back and forth, he would not be able to do some things. These are the rules of the game written long ago in the world's computer."
Leaving the garage again, this time Du Jing did not monitor them and turned the car into another road.
"He didn't look back," said Zhou Luoyang, "but the trouble was getting bigger and bigger."
Now that Swartanowski has been certified, as long as the Eye of Versetti is activated, Zhou Luoyang, Du Jing, Le Yao and the Russian will travel in time in their respective places at the same time.
"He will take another action soon." Du Jing said, "If he can, he will locate the time earlier."
Zhou Luoyang remembered many things in an instant, but he did not interrupt Du Jing.
"This time point must be before I get the Eye of Versetti..." Du Jing said in a low voice and quickly, "Even before you get it, only in this way will the Russians not be allowed to go back in time because of the backtracking of time. Let's regain control."
"Yes!" Zhou Luoyang suddenly woke up like a dream.
"You have to go to recall," Du Jing said, "to figure out who this watch once belonged to, your grandfather? Where in his house..."
Zhou Luoyang said: "In my grandfather's hands, I can confirm. But as for where in the house, I... I have to find it... "
"No no!" Du Jing said, "It doesn't matter now, you only need to remember, you don't have to think about it right away, in case we are separated because of time rewind..."
Zhou Luoyang looked at Du Jing, Du Jing stopped the car, took his hand, and intertwined his fingers.
"Wait for me," Du Jing said, "I will definitely come to you, no matter when we return, if we can't get in touch with each other, we will go to the warehouse of the Chang'an Watch and Antique Store."
"What if it was before we were born?" Zhou Luoyang asked.
"When I grow up, I will come too." Du Jing held Zhou Luoyang in his arms.
The car was parked on the side of the road, and at this moment they could do nothing but wait for Swartanowski to manipulate time. Zhou Luoyang had a hunch in an instant, Du Jing was right, they were going to be separated soon—the next moment they would be lost in the maze of time, and they couldn't do anything right now, they could only wait quietly for the inevitable result. .
Swartanowski will choose an appropriate point in time, go back to a certain day, come to China, retrieve the Eye of Versetti from the hands of Zhou Luoyang's grandfather, and truly own it from that day onwards, go start his new life.
"I'm going to buy you a Band-Aid." Zhou Luoyang touched Du Jing's side face, the bleeding stopped, but he wanted to stick the wound up.
"No need," Du Jing said, "soon we will be separated in time."
"No," Zhou Luoyang replied, "at least for now, we don't think about anything anymore."
Zhou Luoyang took his hand to get out of the car, went to the convenience store on the side of the road, and bought hot milk. Du Jing stood by and looked at him silently.
Zhou Luoyang went to checkout, and the late-night clerk didn't show any surprise to them.
But when the clerk was collecting the money, Du Jing and Zhou Luoyang looked up at the same time and looked at the clock in the convenience store.
It was an extremely strange feeling. The minute hand disappeared, no, not disappearing, but turning too fast and turning into a phantom. The hour hand spins rapidly, everything is silent, and time begins to rewind.
"I love you." Zhou Luoyang said to Du Jing.
"I love you." Du Jing replied, "Wait for me."
Zhou Luoyang turned and walked towards Du Jing, Du Jing rushed towards him, the two wanted to hug each other at the last moment, but at the moment before their respective fingers touched, time went back, and everything in the world disappeared in an instant.
Huge, invisible hands threw them out of the way, into the vast maze of time, full of twists and turns.
It was an extremely bizarre experience, completely different from every time Zhou Luoyang went back 24 hours. He felt that time was passing quickly, like a howling wind, passing through his body. Many blurred and chaotic memories flashed in his mind one after another.
The huge wave of time penetrated his consciousness, and there was a dazzling light around him, and Zhou Luoyang was speechless for a while.
At eight o'clock in the morning, he was standing in the former university dormitory, the two beds were empty, and the things had already been moved away.
Zhou Luoyang immediately turned around and started looking for his mobile phone, which was charging on the desk.
"Graduate for a master's degree." Zhou Luoyang murmured, "May 13th."
It was more than a year before Du Jing returned to China.
"Why did you choose this day?" Zhou Luoyang said to himself.
He walked out of the dormitory, knocked on the door of the opposite dormitory, and saw the senior at the opposite door, who was exactly the same as a year and a half ago.
"Yo, Luoyang, are you leaving?" The senior took the towel and said, "Are you going to have dinner tonight?"
"No... No." Zhou Luoyang was restless and said, "Eat when you're empty, I'll be back again, say hello."
"When is the car?" the senior asked, "Have you found a job?"
"Let's go to Wanshi first." Zhou Luoyang remembered that day. After graduation, he planned to go home for a while before going to see his grandfather, but three days later, his father had a car accident at Haneda Airport. The family did not tell the grandfather, who had cognitive impairment, the news of his father's death, but the grandfather knew.
Soon after, the Zhou family held a second funeral. Since then, Zhou Luoyang has lost almost everything and began to accompany Le Yao.
"Your phone is ringing." The senior reminded.
Zhou Luoyang pleaded guilty and turned around to enter the bedroom, where a strange call came from above.
His heart was beating wildly, he answered the phone, and there was silence.
"Hello?" Zhou Luoyang said nervously, "Who is it?"
Still no one spoke, Zhou Luoyang whispered: "Speak, who are you? Did you make a mistake?"
He couldn't help recalling that on May 13, he also seemed to have received this strange call, but it was the same on the phone at that time, and no one spoke.
No, wait, no one called me at the time.
But why do I have such memories? Zhou Luoyang was a little confused, it was so strange.
"Is that you?" Zhou Luoyang asked again.
More than a year ago, the only party who knew his phone number was Du Jing. After graduation, he changed his number.
Zhou Luoyang whispered, "I'll wait for you at the appointed place, Du Jing."
Du Jing hung up the phone, and Zhou Luoyang stood in the dormitory with his mobile phone in his hand. Soon after, he put on a sports satchel and left school.
He took the latest high-speed train back to Huizhou and called his father at the same time.
No one heard.
"Quickly answer the phone..." Zhou Luoyang said to himself, "answer the phone!"
No matter how much I called my father, I couldn't get through. Zhou Luoyang called Le Yao again, but Le Yao didn't answer either.
"Le Yao," said Zhou Luoyang, "are you back too? Are you there? Reply me as soon as possible after receiving the voicemail. Where are you?"
Zhou Luoyang hung up the phone and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window, it was already dark.
He called his grandfather again, but he picked up, it was his aunt.
"Is grandpa okay?" Zhou Luoyang asked a few words about his grandfather's situation, and the other party answered briefly. Obviously, the aunt did not visit grandpa in recent days, and only left the old man to escort him.
She asked when he would come back. Zhou Luoyang had a lot to ask, but he couldn't say anything. He suddenly called home and asked for a watch, which made people suspicious.
In the early morning, he bought a ticket back to Wanshi that afternoon, and landed at Wanshi Airport at ten o'clock at night.
After turning it on, Zhou Luoyang tried to call his father again, and this time he got through.
"Hello, Luoyang?"
The father's voice came unexpectedly, and Zhou Luoyang was at a loss for a moment.
Over the years, that voice has become a distant memory. I still remember the last time I talked to my father on the phone, Zhou Luoyang was in a very bad mood, because he didn't come to his son's graduate graduation ceremony.
However, Zhou Luoyang has never been very good at expressing intense emotions. He was angry but did not vent. He only said a few words in a kind manner and hung up the phone indifferently. This was the maximum anger he could express.
"I'm sorry." Zhou Song said on the other end of the phone, "I have graduated today."
Zhou Luoyang stood at the airport where people came and went, and suddenly choked up, tears streaming down his eyes, and his eyes were red.
"Luoyang?" Zhou Song asked again on the other end of the phone, "Are you okay?"
"No." Zhou Luoyang whispered.
Zhou Song heard his eldest son's voice and said with guilt, "Where are you now? Are you home?"
"In Wanshi." Zhou Luoyang had a lot to say, but at this moment, his mind was empty, "Come and see Grandpa."
"Well." Zhou Song replied, "I just finished talking. On the way home, Le Yao and your aunt went on vacation. Have you considered my proposal?"
Before graduating from graduate school, Zhou Luoyang also had a phone call with his father. His father suggested that he go to Tokyo to help him manage his business, but Zhou Luoyang naturally refused. At that time, he did not want to work for his stepmother and younger brother at all, which made him feel that he like an outsider.
So Zhou Song retreated and asked Zhou Luoyang to take his friends to Japan to travel together.
This friend, of course, is talking about Du Jing.
Thinking about it now, Zhou Luoyang always felt that his father seemed to know something, even in the college days when they had not yet established a relationship, as if he vaguely noticed that his son had someone he liked.
"Du Jing is gone." Zhou Luoyang said.
He mentioned it to his father a limited number of times without telling him Du Jing's name.
"Oh, is his name Du Jing?" Zhou Song said.
Zhou Luoyang could hear that Zhou Song was driving in Tokyo and was heading home in the dark of the night.
"Be careful driving." Zhou Luoyang said.
"It's okay, Tokyo is very crowded." Zhou Song said, "Why did you leave?"
"Dropped out," Zhou Luoyang said. "I dropped out of school more than a year ago. It's been a long time since I mentioned him last time. How can you remember it so clearly?"
Zhou Song replied, "Because you never mentioned your friend to me, he is the only one."
Neither father and son spoke. After being silent on the phone for a while, Zhou Luoyang suddenly said, "Dad."
Zhou Song hummed, Zhou Luoyang wanted to tell him about the car accident at Haneda Airport that happened a day later, but he thought very simply.
"What's the matter, son?" Zhou Song asked easily.
"You..." Zhou Luoyang thought about it, he couldn't tell his father that he had come back from the future, in order to remind him that there would be a car accident twenty hours later, he and his wife would be killed in the car accident, only The youngest son survived and was paraplegic.
"Is there a guard in your car with safe traffic?" Zhou Luoyang asked.
"There is one," Zhou Song said. "I asked for it in Kiyomizu Temple. What's wrong? Why did you mention this suddenly today?"
"No..." Zhou Luoyang thought for a while and replied, "I had a dream last night about you."
Zhou Song hummed again, Zhou Luoyang sighed and said, "I dreamed that you came to Haneda Airport to pick up Le Yao and Auntie, on the way back..."
He used another way to remind Zhou Song.
Zhou Song said, "What about after that?"
Zhou Luoyang said, "I adopted Le Yao after that."
Zhou Song smiled and said, "Has he grown up healthy and safe?"
Zhou Luoyang replied: "It's not too healthy, but after all, I have grown up."
Zhou Song said, "That's good."
The two were silent for a while, and Zhou Song suddenly said, "Why do I think you don't look like you today?"
"Who else can I be like?" Zhou Luoyang said.
"Like you when you grew up." Zhou Song joked, "could it be another future you, come back to the present and remind me to pay attention to driving?"
Zhou Luoyang: "…"
Father's words were purely unintentional, and after a while, he said: "I will pay attention to safety, not for myself, but also for Le Yao."
Zhou Luoyang said: "You are very open."
The night scene in Tokyo was colorful. Zhou Song looked at the imperial guard hanging under the reflector and said, "But, son, don't Buddhists often say that? Everything has a way of doing things, like a dream bubble, like dew and like electricity..."
When he heard this, Zhou Luoyang's eyes seemed to strangely show the majestic and solemn face of Brahma in Angkor Wat.
"... It doesn't matter whether it is born or destroyed." Zhou Song said, "If fate is really like this, then accepting the arrangement of fate is the best choice, right?"
Zhou Luoyang snorted, his father has always been very open to many things, even love, family, for him, he often used the word fate to explain.
"It's nothing." Zhou Luoyang pondered for a moment, then said, "Because of this dream, I decided to call you."
"Gou Nasai," Zhou Song suddenly said in Japanese, "I didn't go to your graduation ceremony."
"No, no," Zhou Luoyang replied, "it doesn't matter, it really doesn't matter. I'm glad you brought me into this world. I love you, Dad."
Zhou Song was quiet, Zhou Luoyang thought about it, and then said, "Du Jing may be back tomorrow."
Zhou Song replied, "Then you have to arrange for him to come over to meet and have a drink."
"Okay," Zhou Luoyang replied, "as long as there is a chance."
"A word is settled." Zhou Song smiled.
"It's a deal." Zhou Luoyang hung up the phone.
He was holding his mobile phone and facing the long taxi stream, the light and shadow swayed like a dream flash in the world.
He saw three missed calls and tried to call them back, but the numbers were empty.
Is that Du Jing? Zhou Luoyang thought to himself, called a taxi and went straight to his grandfather's house.
That unit building is the same as before. On the sixth floor, before Zhou Luoyang pressed the doorbell, he suddenly felt a sense of unreality - is this all true
He didn't dare to ring the doorbell for a long time, and countless thoughts came out one by one, and they were silently annihilated. After going back to this day, has everything changed
Svartanlovsky's retrospective is equivalent to giving them another life that has been deduced for free
He pondered for a moment, and finally rang the doorbell.
"Here!" The nanny came over and opened the door. When she saw Zhou Luoyang through the security door, she was quite surprised.
"Is it Luoyang?" said the nanny, "Why did you come back?"
"Just finished the graduation procedures." Zhou Luoyang said, "Is grandpa okay?"
"Just fell asleep," said the nurse. "I'll go and see..."
"Don't call him." Zhou Luoyang went in like a gust of wind, opened the door gently, and saw his grandfather asleep on the bed.
His face is so familiar, just like the countless days and nights that Zhou Luoyang and him have accompanied each other.
He came to the bed, knelt down, held Grandpa's hand, stayed quietly for a long time, and whispered: "Grandpa, I still have very important things to do, and I also hope... to stay with you. Together."
But people always leave, the world comes and goes, all things flow, and life is just like that.
"I'm here to find something." Zhou Luoyang said to the nanny when he entered the hall.
The nanny nodded, sat down on the sofa, knitted a sweater, and watched TV.
Zhou Luoyang entered the study, which contained most of his grandfather's collection, and part of it was in the warehouse.
"Where is it?" Zhou Luoyang said to himself.
He remembered Le Yao saying that when he was six years old, his grandfather visited him in Japan and wore this watch, but that was many years ago.
He opened the door of the bookcase to look, then looked at the drawer, then turned to look at the safe.
No, not there. Zhou Luoyang clearly remembered that the safe was filled with bills, real estate certificates and appraisal certificates for some antiques. Only he and his grandfather know the password at home.
"What are you looking for?" said the nurse.
"It's nothing," Zhou Luoyang replied, "you're busy."
He knelt in front of the safe, pressed the code a few times, the door of the cabinet popped open, reached in and touched it, but nothing. But inside was the great-grandfather's black leather notebook.
He turned a few pages, and suddenly found a place that should have been incomplete, and something that should not have appeared.
It was originally the second page of the Eye of Versetti. He had read it and confirmed that it had been torn off. Now, it is well preserved.
There was a page full of Russian—yellowish ink, left by my great-grandfather.
He tore off the page and put the black leather notebook back. At this moment, the two time and space seemed to have a strange intersection and overlap.
But he didn't think much about it, checked it thoroughly, and there was a faded black-and-white photo of his great-grandfather Zhou Yuan.
His great-grandfather had similarities with him during his lifetime, and perhaps because of this, his grandfather loved him so much.
He got up and went to the living room, and the nanny looked up at him.
He wanted to ask where the watch was received. Since his grandfather fell ill, relatives often came to the house to look around, put some money for the nanny, and then openly divided up the grandfather's collection. The nanny didn't want to take care of their family affairs;
But at this moment, Zhou Luoyang suddenly had an idea and thought of an unreasonable place.
"Why do you say 'also'?" Zhou Luoyang remembered what the nanny said when the door opened, "Who else has been here today?"
"Your brother and your aunt." The nanny was a little surprised and said, "Don't you know? I thought you guys agreed."
Zhou Luoyang: "…"
"Who else?" Zhou Luoyang's voice trembled and said, "My dad is here too? They came by themselves?"
"Your father didn't come back," said the nanny. "That Japanese child was looking for something just like you, and left in the evening."
"What did he take away?" Zhou Luoyang said.