Rubik's Cube Seven Days Dream

The night outside the window had already darkened, and the heavy snow had not stopped.There is no heating in the corridor, so Yu Haohuai suggested that everyone sit together to minimize heat dissipation.

Miao Fang seemed uncharacteristically cold and refused.

Xu Minglang asked, "What time is it?"

Several people said that the phone was out of battery. Zhou Xuerong remembered the phone that Zhao Dongxiang threw over before he died, touched his pocket, looked at it and said, "It's 10:30."

Ye Jiawen muttered: "It's so late..."

Yu Haohuai said: "Hurry up and get some sleep."

"is it okay?"

Xu Minglang said: "It should be fine, the game usually starts after midnight. Go to sleep." After speaking, he noticed the mobile phone in Zhou Xuerong's hand and asked, "Given it to you by Lao Zhao?"

"Ah."

Xu Minglang stretched out his hand to let him ask for the mobile phone, while fiddling with it, he sighed: "This is also Lao Zhao's relic, keep it well, and bring it to his family when he goes out, it is also a thought."

After unlocking the screen, the mobile phone wallpaper is a group photo of a family of three. Lao Zhao smiled sincerely, which he had never seen before.Maybe each of them is different in their own lives, but the isolated and dangerous environment makes each of them show their most extreme sides.

If you change the time and the scene, maybe everything will be different.

He swiped the screen and was stunned when he saw the password interface.He remembered the password Zhao Dongxiang entered, and with a mentality of trying, he clicked on a string of numbers.

The screen is unlocked.

The screen stays in the memo, on which Zhao Dongxiang's unknown secret is written in black and white. How did he pretend to blame the Rubik's Cube Killer after killing a homeless man? His apology is interspersed in it. It is about to die, and its words are also good feelings.

When Xu Minglang saw the last sentence, he was stunned.

"Yu Haohuai will not save him, he is full of lies. Don't believe him."

Zhou Xuerong leaned closer to the screen, wondering how Xu Minglang unlocked it, so he also saw the content of the memo.

Xu Minglang clicked on the last sentence.

Zhou Xuerong's expression changed.

The words directly pointed out that Cao Jing's death was concealed, and then reminiscent of the sharp eyes that Zhao Dongxiang cast when Yu Haohuai talked about Cao Jing in the noodle restaurant, the two of them automatically made up another version of the story.

Could it be that when Cao Jing was captured by the clown, both Yu Haohuai and Zhao Dongxiang were present, but out of self-preservation, neither of them rescued her, and this matter became a secret between the two.

It wasn't until Zhao Dongxiang thought he was going to die that he revealed the matter.

I'm so tired.

It turns out that not everyone regards other people's lives as important as their own.

After thinking about it, Xu Minglang realized that he had nothing to blame Yu Haohuai.

He definitely didn't kill people, he just refused to save them, and it's not surprising that people do anything to survive.

Zhou Xuerong was obviously more open than he thought, so he opened a pack of Miao Crispy Corners and ate them, and asked him if he wanted any.

The two were eating snacks, Zhou Xuerong suddenly said: "Just now you suddenly called me 'Xiaoxue'..."

"Pfft—" Xu Minglang got excited, and the snack residue choked his throat.

Zhou Xuerong quickly opened a bottle of water and handed it over, while rubbing Xu Minglang's back.

Xu Minglang managed to slow down, his brain twitched, and he asked, "Were you bald when you were young?"

Zhou Xuerong froze for a moment: "You know?"

Now it was Xu Minglang's turn to be stunned.

What Zhou Xuerong said was "you know" instead of "how did you know".

He didn't seem to be surprised that he called him that...

"Then...did you move in with your grandfather when you were ten years old?"

Zhou Xuerong showed a smile of unknown meaning, which made Xu Minglang a little unsure of the answer.

Xu Minglang thought for a while and said, "I had a very strange dream."

"What dream?"

"Just some childhood things. In the dream, we knew each other since we were young. We grew up together and went to school together."

Zhou Xuerong's reaction was very flat, just listening silently, Xu Minglang gasped for a while, and didn't continue talking.

Zhou Xuerong asked: "Then what? What did I look like in the dream?"

The little tear bag on my sister's head......

Xu Minglang held back his complaints and said, "He looks pretty good, studies well, has a weird temper, and loves to cry when he gets emotional."

Zhou Xuerong laughed softly: "Then which one do you like more than the current me?"

Xu Minglang really didn't know how to answer this question, but Zhou Xuerong didn't make things difficult for him, raised his head and took a sip of water, and didn't ask any more questions, as if it was just a joke.

Xu Minglang looked at Zhou Xuerong's side face, and felt that the appearance of the person in front of him gradually overlapped with the young man in his dream, and a burning heat suddenly surged in his chest, and his head was sober as never before.

The two are leaning against the corner of the wall, the snow is flying in the dark night outside the window behind them, and the school under their feet will turn into a purgatory at some point. Facing the unpredictable crisis and death that may come at any time, they cuddle together like a pair of lovers at this moment.

Xu Minglang suddenly had a bold idea, what if those dreams were real?

He tentatively asked: "You said before that you came here because your partner disappeared."

"Ah."

"I haven't asked you before, is your partner missing or..."

"He left me and was with someone else."

"broke up?"

Zhou Xuerong shook his head, Xu Minglang didn't understand what he meant.

If the object leaves you to be with someone else, isn't that a breakup?

This reason for going to the appointment is too strange... After all, other people's reasons are very urgent, some have lost their children, some have lost money, and some even want to get back their own criminal evidence.

Zhou Xuerong came to the appointment just for the sake of breaking up with him. Did the people behind the scenes promise him any special reward?For example, will it make his partner change his mind and rekindle the old relationship with him?

Xu Minglang thought of the scene of the two living together in the dream, and he was always curious and apprehensive. If Zhou Xuerong was bald when he was a child, he was right, then other scenes in the dream may also be true... .

Xu Minglang pretended to speak naturally: "Who is your partner? Let me reveal it?"

Zhou Xuerong shook his head.

"You're not kind, you won't reveal anything?" Xu Minglang took two pieces of Miaojiao and put them in his mouth, "Either way, I'll tell you about Yingying and me, and you tell me too Talk about your partner, how about a fair exchange between us?"

Zhou Xuerong still shook his head.

Xu Minglang asked without giving up: "Then you can describe it."

"...He is very good, a person who is as warm as the sun. He taught me to live with love. After meeting him, I have hope every day." Zhou Xuerong's eyes were empty, as if the whole person Falling into memories, "After he left, I would occasionally blame him for being able to withdraw so easily and then fall into the arms of others."

Seeing that the story was gradually turning green, Xu Minglang didn't like to expose people's scars, so he reached out and patted Zhou Xuerong's shoulder to express his comfort.

But Zhou Xuerong looked at him, his eyes were burning, but there was some inexplicable chill, Xu Minglang guessed for no reason, maybe hating a person is such a look.

"Later, after a long, long time, I don't know when I started. I was a little lost. I wondered whether it was because I loved him or because I was used to this kind of pursuit. I think I still love him, but because I got Less than, so began to hate.

Xu Minglang stared at Zhou Xuerong's side face, watching him rubbing the corner of his padded jacket like an obsessive-compulsive disorder, feeling that he had unlocked a whole new side of him.In his impression, Zhou Xuerong was not the type of person who was willing to confide in his heart.

After a long silence, until Xu Minglang thought the topic was over, Zhou Xuerong suddenly said something.

"I even thought, if it takes another ten years, will he become the person I hate the most."

"I hate him so much that even when I silently recite his name, it hurts so much."

Xu Minglang was chilled down the spine by Zhou Xuerong's eyes and what he said, he laughed dryly, and joked: "Is your ex so scumbag......"

Zhou Xuerong frowned and shook his head, Xu Minglang wished he could withdraw his preface, since emotional matters are not meant for outsiders, no matter how scumbag Zhou Xuerong's ex was, he would never have the chance to speak.

Then, as a joke, Xu Minglang asked the question he had always wanted to ask:

"Hey, you're talking about me, aren't you?"

Zhou Xuerong stopped twisting the bottle cap, and Xu Minglang's heart missed half a beat.

"No."

As if to emphasize, Zhou Xuerong looked at him, smiled and said:

"Not you."

It was midnight, and the only sound in the corridor was the breathing of everyone sleeping soundly.Suddenly, something fell to the ground with a "pop".

Zhou Xuerong opened his eyes instantly, and pushed Xu Minglang.

"Brother Lang, wake up."

Xu Minglang was sleepy at first, thinking he was at home, but the next second he saw Zhou Xuerong, he immediately woke up.

"what happened?"

"There is a voice." Zhou Xuerong picked up the phone and checked, it happened to be twelve o'clock.

has already started.

Xu Minglang woke up the others, Zhou Xuerong pulled out his axe, looked around carefully, but found a book lying on the ground.

Picking it up, it turned out to be a diary.

The rest of the people swarmed up, wanting to see what was written in the diary.

There was no name on the cover, so Zhou Xuerong turned to the first page, which read:

"The first day. The food here is terrible, and the teacher is very serious. I asked him for textbooks, but he scolded me. I was so angry. How can there be no reason not to distribute textbooks at school? Blame me?"

The font was big and square, and Zhou Xuerong turned to the next page:

"The next day. It's so strange that there are no textbooks in class here. I asked the teacher what we study, and he asked us to copy the Tao Te Ching. I asked him to reason, but he beat me. Damn, is there any law?! "

"The third day. Today all the students went out to practice, and we were asked to run ten kilometers. No kidding, I have never run so far when I grow up."

"The fourth day. My legs were so sore, so I got up late, and I was punished not to have lunch. Oh, it tastes like pig food, so I don't care if I don't eat it."

"Fifth day. Hungry, hungry, starved to death. Why do we have to run every day to copy the Tao Te Ching? Don't we need to study? If this continues, I will pass the college entrance examination. No, I must tell my mother."

"Day [-]. This isn't a school at all! It's a prison! Our phones were confiscated, what should I do?"

The handwriting gradually became scribbled and sloppy.

"Ninth day. I came back. I was found stealing the teacher's mobile phone, and I was locked in a small black room. At first, the students knew that they were all scared, but now I finally understand. There is no place for people to stay there. ... When can I leave? Mom, I miss you."

This is obviously a diary. There is not much content every day, sometimes even a sentence, but it can be seen that the handwriting of the owner of the note is gradually changing, as if he is getting more and more desperate every day.Zhou Xuerong skipped the middle, kept flipping backwards, and jumped directly to the end.

"Day 83. Every time I think I'm used to it, they always have a way to refresh my lower limit. What made them become like this? They were obviously tricked in like me, but they were willing to be those people's guns. Reporting, just to get a cigarette, less running five kilometers. These rubbish!!"

"Day 84. No one cares about these beasts?! What they did is enough to be shot, why are people still sending children in? Why? This is not going to work, I must get out, I want to call the police!"

The content stopped abruptly at this page, and the content after that was torn off. Judging from the thickness of the spine, the torn part was only a thin layer, but there were still more than a dozen pages.

Ye Jiawen: "Is the owner of this diary a student of this school?"

Yu Haohuai: "The notebooks are here, that's for sure. But he said he was tricked..."

Zhou Xuerong closed the book and interrupted: "This is not an ordinary school."

Ye Jiawen cast a puzzled look.

"This is an Internet Addiction Academy."