you are deep in the stars

The sky at six o'clock in the morning is dark blue as thick as velvet.

Han Zhuo returned to the bedroom from the balcony. After taking a brief shower, he went to the 24-hour convenience store downstairs to buy ingredients and began to prepare breakfast.

In fact, when he just went out, Bai Xi had already woken up, but he didn't get up, he just lay lazily on the bed, listening carefully to all the sounds coming from outside - Mr. Han came home with a plastic bag, Spatulas and pans collide, the coffee machine hums, the cupboards are opened, and the faucet rinses the vegetables.

Daisy called just as the aroma of food began to fill the air.

"Good morning," she asked cheerfully, "is my sweetie awake?"

"Your sweetheart is still in bed." Han Zhuo wiped his hands, "I'm going to wake him up for breakfast."

"You can let him sleep for an extra hour," Daisy reminded, "because he was on the phone until four o'clock in the morning last night."

Han Zhuo frowned slightly: "How do you know?"

"Because I'm the one chatting with him." Daisy straightened her hair in front of the mirror, feeling very satisfied, "We shared many cute little secrets, including all your scandals from the first grade to the sixth grade Girlfriends, well, an average of three per year."

Mr. Han felt as if he had heard a ghost story.

However, the horror was far from over, because Daisy immediately said: "Xiaobai seems to be very interested in this topic, and he even asked me for your class photo every year."

"Why are you talking about this with him?" Han Zhuo squeezed out words through his teeth.

Daisy replied solemnly and affectionately: "Because every loving mother is keen to share her excellent son with others."

Mr. Han didn't want to pay attention to this sentence at all. He tore off two shirt collar buttons casually, took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions, and then gritted his teeth and said, "You are forbidden to contact Xiaobai privately in the future."

"True murder." Daisy poured herself half a glass of red wine, tapped the glass with her bright red nails, "At this moment, your mommy is feeling very sad."

"At this moment, your son is very angry." Han Zhuo turned off the fire, "I thought you called so early because of Zhao Xiaojuan's business."

"Oh, she's fine." Daisy said, "The operation was just completed this afternoon, everything went well, and the patient's mood is quite stable. Apart from still worrying about the safety of the Zhao family couple, there is nothing else going on. Can prevent her from embracing a new life."

"Then when do you plan to come back?" Han Zhuo asked again.

"Me?" Daisy thought for a while, "If you lack a relationship guide, then—"

"I'm not short." Han Zhuo interrupted him, "OK, you can stay with your aunt until next year."

"Next year?" Daisy hadn't spoken yet, but another sharp female voice suddenly came from the receiver, full of shock, anger, disappointment and accusation, "But you just said that my nephew's wedding will be held this Christmas !"

"Next year, next Christmas." Daisy comforted her softly first, then turned her head and said sadly to her son, "Did you hear that? Auntie is really angry, so would you mind getting married on Christmas?"

A busy tone came from the phone.

Daisy sighed regretfully.

……

Han Zhuo smoked half a pack of cigarettes on the balcony, but he couldn't dispel the psychological shadow caused by the phone call just now, about the rumored girlfriend in elementary school-if borrowing an eraser is also considered puppy love.Originally, he wanted to explain to Bai Xi, but he felt that this kind of explanation was redundant. After all, it was really not a big deal, and there was no need to deliberately mention it, but if he didn't say anything, it seemed a bit... weird and unwilling?

If it was a month ago, Mr. Han would never have believed that he would be bothered by such a naive little thing. However, the fact is ruthlessly before him, and he is indeed quite disturbed at this moment.

"Good morning." Perhaps because it was too quiet outside, Bai Xi decided to get up voluntarily.

Han Zhuo extinguished half of the cigarette in his hand.

Bai Xi looked at the cigarette butts in the half ashtray, and said in surprise, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Han Zhuo walked into the kitchen to wash his hands, "Let's get ready for breakfast."

"It's nothing, you have to smoke so much." Bai Xi obviously didn't believe it, but this time she was really worried, standing behind him and asked, "Did something happen to the underground warehouse? Or Wu Zigang? You said yesterday that you would go today." Have you made an appointment with him?"

"I made an appointment with Wu Zigang at three o'clock in the afternoon. The location is the garbage disposal station. I can take you there with me." Han Zhuo brought out the soup, "There was nothing wrong with the underground warehouse. Although Shi Tian lost Huang Jingyuan and Zhao Xiaojuan, he got it unexpectedly. For Channing, I think this is not a loss-making business for him, and he will not take any crazy revenge because of it."

"Then what are you worried about?" Bai Xi became more and more puzzled.

"I'm really not worried." Han Zhuo handed him the plate, "I just want to smoke."

Bai Xi: "..."

The brunch took place in an atmosphere of silence, and both of them looked very worried.

"that--"

"I--"

It was even more embarrassing to speak at the same time and stop abruptly at the same time.

"You talk first." Han Zhuo signaled.

"It's nothing, I just want to ask, will we teleport to the garbage dump later?" Bai Xi asked, "It's like the first time."

"If you want." Han Zhuo nodded.

"I have another question." Bai Xi continued to raise her hand.

Han Zhuo smiled and pressed his hand down: "This is not a classroom, you can ask as many questions as you want, as long as I know the answer, I will tell you all."

"Any questions?" Bai Xi raised her eyebrows.

Mr. Han felt a little bad, and thought of his rumored girlfriend in elementary school.

So he solemnly warned: "But no unreasonable trouble is allowed."

Bai Xi rolled her eyes: "Oh."

Han Zhuo pinched his nose: "This kind of expression is not allowed."

"You are really a very unreasonable teacher." Bai Xi broke away from him with a smile, "I want to ask about teleportation, why it can only be done near the building, and if it is where I thought last time It’s America, Africa and Oceania, so how do we get back?”

"The first question," Han Zhuo said, "I don't know why teleportation can only be carried out near the building. I was only in the third grade of primary school when I first discovered this."

I didn't want to take Chinese class, so I dug out of the school with my schoolbag on my back, wandered around alone, and finally walked to that building unconsciously—or to be more precise, there was no building at that time, just a low-rise factory building.

"There are many big cement pipes there, like tunnels. I thought it was fun, so I crawled around inside, and played until dark without knowing it." Han Zhuo continued, "I was a little scared at the time. , I don’t know how many buses it takes to go back, so I just sat on the pile of cement pipes and thought, if only I could go home immediately.”

As a result, he really fell from the sky and appeared in front of Daisy.

"Auntie must be panicking." Bai Xi guessed.

"She was panicked, but it only lasted a few seconds." Then it changed to disbelief and ecstasy.

Bai Xi: "..."

Since then, Daisy took her young son and began to experiment in every corner of the city, but she never found a second place where Han Zhuo could teleport.As for the specific reason, I have no way of knowing. I only know that although the factory building has been demolished and rebuilt three times, from the factory to the park to the current mid-range office building, none of them had any impact on the teleportation.

"So it should be a force from deep underground, or a magnetic field?" Han Zhuo continued, "And I always feel that there should never be only one place like this, but we haven't found it yet."

"Are you the only one who can teleport?" Bai Xi continued to ask, "I mean, among all the supernatural beings, only you can perceive this power?"

Han Zhuo nodded.

"What about the second question?" Bai Xi helped him fill up the black tea, "In theory, wouldn't you be able to teleport back to another planet directly?"

"I can't even teleport to another country." Han Zhuo replied with a smile, "Daisy and I experimented about hundreds of times, and finally found that the teleport range can only extend 160 kilometers in all directions using that building as the coordinate Left and right, and it must be a place you have been to, at least you must be able to outline the general scene of the destination in your mind."

"But what happened to the garbage dump?" Bai Xi was puzzled, "I have never been there, and I have never thought about going there."

"But you were thinking about where to throw garbage." Han Zhuo said, "When you don't have a clear destination, but you really want to do something, the result is like this."

"Random, any place where you can throw garbage." Bai Xi nodded, "OK, I understand."

"Would you like some more tea?" Han Zhuo looked at his empty cup.

"No, I'll make a cup of coffee." Bai Xi yawned.

"Why are you so sleepy?" Han Zhuo asked casually, but before he finished speaking, he actually started to regret it. Sure enough, the next moment, he heard Bai Xi answer: "Because I was on the phone with Daisy last night."

Mr. Han looked at him, "Yes."

"What does 'um' mean, do you want to know the content of our phone call?" Bai Xi was very interested.

"No, you can keep this little secret to yourself." Han Zhuo stood up, "I'll make coffee for you."

"Please, but I really want to say it." Bai Xi followed behind him, "And today is the weekend, the boss is off work, and the teacher is also off work, so we are equals."

Han Zhuo took out the coffee beans.

"Cough." Bai Xi cleared her throat, "You——ah!"

Mr. Han covered his mouth with one hand, and easily wrapped his other hand around his waist, hugging him up.

"Put me down!" Bai Xi struggled with a smile.

Han Zhuo strode to the living room, pushed him on the sofa, and ordered: "Watch TV carefully."

Bai Xi suppressed a smile: "Oh."

Seeing his complacent and gloating expression, Mr. Han felt a headache, even he himself couldn't figure out why he suddenly seemed to have a handle and was held in the hands of the little villain in front of him.

But at least one thing is to be thankful for, that is, the relationship between the two does not seem to have changed because of Linda's "candlelight dinner" and "couple" last night-at least on the surface it seems to be the same as before Same, that's enough.

As for the deeper level, Han Zhuo has no time to take care of it for the time being, he still has many other important things to do.

……

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the two arrived at the garbage disposal station on time, but there was still an unbearable smell and a deathly oppressive silence.

Wu Zigang put his hands in his jeans pockets, looking in a good mood: "I have received a call from Mrs. Daisy, thanking her for everything she has done for Xiaojuan."

"Only thanks?" Han Zhuo asked, "I thought there would be other emotions."

"Indeed, there are regrets, unwillingness, and deep regret." Wu Zigang pressed the password to let the door of the laboratory open quietly, "But it doesn't matter. I have never been too attached to things that are destined to be lost."

It was the first time I came to the rumored "superhuman laboratory", and thinking of all the horror rumors I had heard before, Bai Xi felt a little nervous, but luckily Han Zhuo discovered this in time, and he took the initiative to reach out his hand, gently Said: "Pull me."

Wu Zigang stopped and looked at the two in surprise.

Without any hesitation, Bai Xi clasped his fingers naturally, and there was a familiar temperature in his palm, a sense of security that only each other knew.

Wu Zigang soon realized his gaffe, he adjusted his mood, and continued: "We'll be there soon."

"Are there any supernatural beings inside?" Bai Xi asked, "I mean those voluntary experimental subjects."

"They're not here, but in City G." Wu Zigang smiled, "This place is only used to store data and conduct some other small experiments."

The last door was opened, and the world in front of me suddenly brightened.

If he hadn't been informed in advance, then Bai Xi would definitely not regard this place as a laboratory, but more like a huge storage cold storage, with white freezers, white rooms, white test benches, and busy people wearing white clothes. Staff in sanitizers.

"Don't worry, there won't be any bloody smell here." Wu Zigang made tea for the two of them himself, "Would you like some sugar?"

"No, thank you." Bai Xi said, "We're here for business."

"Of course." Wu Zigang signaled him to continue.

"About your former subordinate, Channing." Bai Xi said, "Is there any resume about him?"

"Yes." Wu Zigang quickly called it out from the computer and projected it on the big screen, "You can watch it as you like."

33 years old, from a small town in the far north, with excellent grades since childhood. After graduating from medical university, he first worked in a public hospital for two years, then resigned to open his own clinic, and joined Wu Zigang's third laboratory in the same year.

For a supernatural person, this is a fairly normal resume.

"He calls himself a Frankenstein, and he is indeed a Frankenstein. In order to obtain the most accurate results, he can even stay in the laboratory for half a year." Wu Zigang said, "Aside from other things, Chen Ning did contribute a lot. A lot of precious experimental data, so I am still deeply saddened by his betrayal and departure."

"He joined the third laboratory just to study other supernatural beings?" Han Zhuo asked.

Wu Zigang frowned slightly: "I don't quite understand what you mean."

"I mean, is it possible that besides studying the experimental subjects, he is also studying himself at the same time?" Han Zhuo continued to add.

"Absolutely not." Wu Zigang categorically vetoed, "This kind of behavior is strictly prohibited in the third laboratory. A researcher is a researcher, and an experimental subject is an experimental subject. The identities of the two will never be confused."

"What's the reason?" Bai Xi asked.

"The reason is very simple." Wu Zigang replied, "No one can predict the consequences of the experiment in advance. If a researcher injects drugs into his body, he will become unstable and may go crazy at any time. A ticking time bomb, and all the experiments he conducted and all the data he provided will become useless waste paper, because I have no way of knowing what kind of mental state he is in when he conducts research."

This explanation sounded reasonable and well-founded, Bai Xi glanced at Han Zhuo, wondering what he meant.

"So what happened?" Wu Zigang frowned, "Looking at the expressions of the two of you, it seems that something is not right."

"Chen Ning came back to life in the underground warehouse." Han Zhuo didn't hide anything, "I've seen Shi Tianlu's video, and it's completely in the form of a zombie."

"Zombie?" Hearing his description, Wu Zigang was obviously shocked, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, Shi Tian shouldn't have to lie about this kind of thing." Han Zhuo said, "I thought it was your research."

"Absolutely impossible!" Wu Zigang categorically denied again, and began to become anxious, but the subject of anxiety was not the resurrected Qian Ning himself, but all the experimental data he had provided over the years.

Bai Xi continued to look at Channing's resume. The screen showed that in the first two years before he joined the third laboratory, he led other researchers to conduct hundreds of experiments and contributed a lot of precious data. Wu Zigang took it directly and used it as the premise and basis for the rest of the experiments.

In other words, if Channing was an unstable experimental subject from the beginning, then the data he obtained would lose its reference value, which would also make most of the experiments conducted by the third laboratory for at least the past five years useless Rubbish.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a bad mood right now." Wu Zigang stood up, "So the two of you probably have to leave."

"But if Qian Ning was Shi Tian's person from the very beginning, then the experimental data he provided would also be unbelievable." Bai Xi hesitated for a moment before saying this, because he couldn't figure out why Wu Zigang would stay here until now. Just started to get mad.

"No, I understand him." Wu Zigang shook his head, "At least in the first three years, he will not have any relationship with the underground warehouse. As for the subsequent betrayal, it should be related to the death of a girl."

"The death of a girl?" Bai Xi was puzzled.

"This is a rather long story, or you can ask him in person, or we can talk about it in the future." Wu Zigang hurriedly opened the door, "But now I have to go back to City G immediately to check all the experimental data in recent years .”

"Understood." Han Zhuo nodded, "Then I wish you good luck, Dr. Wu."

Wu Zigang opened the car door, and Bai Xi could clearly see that his lips were trembling slightly, and his face was pale, which was indeed an expression of excessive fright.

"So, do you believe it?" After the car drove away, Bai Xi asked Han Zhuo, "He didn't conduct any experiments on Qian Ning, and he didn't know about it beforehand."

"It seems to be quite reliable." Han Zhuo led him out, "But if this is true, then for the third laboratory, it can definitely be regarded as something that has been encountered since its establishment. , the biggest blow."

"Will Wu Zigang go crazy for this?" Bai Xi was a little worried.

"No, he should try every means to make up for this major experimental error." Han Zhuo said, "Unless the third laboratory is really completely destroyed, otherwise he will not allow himself to go crazy."

Bai Xi nodded: "En."

……

The days in winter are very short, just after six o'clock in the evening, the sky has completely darkened.

"Do you want to eat something?" Han Zhuo asked.

Bai Xi shook his head, although he was indeed a bit hungry, but the smell of the garbage dump from all directions was enough to make any appetite go away.

"Then do you want to go to the company?" Han Zhuo asked again, "I'll accompany you to work overtime."

Bai Xi didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard the words, he said, "Why are you like my dad, always driving me to work, even on big weekends?"

"Because I found that when you were working, you were the most attentive and...carefree?" Mr. Han searched for a word that he thought was suitable. Of course, there must be calculations and calculations in the business field. Distressed, but compared to the underground warehouse, it is obviously not worth mentioning.

"I don't want to work, I don't want to go home," Bai Xi squatted on the side of the road, like a child playing tricks, "I don't want to walk either."

"Then do you want to go to the aquarium?" Han Zhuo suggested, "Ms. Bai said that you liked watching dolphins when you were young."

"No, I'm tired of watching." Bai Xi refused.

"Playground?"

"You can't play water games in winter."

"Then... how about watching a movie?" Han Zhuo pulled him up, "It can kill at least two hours, and then I just go home and sleep."

"Is there any blockbuster recently?" Bai Xi asked.

"A lot." Han Zhuo stopped a taxi by the side of the road, "It's not too late to pick one when we get to the cinema."

Bai Xi reluctantly accepted the proposal.

Mr. Han is right, as expected, many blockbuster films have been released recently.

But the problem is that there are too many blockbuster movies and it’s the weekend, so the business in the cinema is quite good. Most people have bought tickets on the APP early in the morning. Old antiques like Mr. Rows of "full seats" fell silent.

"There are no more movies?" Bai Xi squeezed to the side and asked.

"Yes, we still have a blockbuster domestic movie." The ticket sales lady liked these two handsome guys very much, so she warmly introduced, "The hall is empty, and we can still choose the best seats."

How bad is that movie.Bai Xi twitched her lips: "What's your name?"

The ticket sales lady replied: "The Big Hawthorn of Love."

"Okay." Bai Xi took out his wallet, "I want two, thank you."

Mr. Han: "..."

Probably because the box office of this movie is so dismal, so the theater also launched a special promotion, two people watching the movie, and a free couple package - including two cups of suspiciously colored pink soda, and strawberry cream popcorn in a heart-shaped bucket .

The ticket inspector at the entrance of the cinema hall was yawning boredly. When he saw that there were actually audiences coming, he immediately bowed energetically: "Welcome! Here are your 3D glasses, please take them well."

"Why is 3D necessary for this kind of movie?" Han Zhuo found a seat and helped him hold a drink, "Be careful."

"Of course it is necessary. The 2D ticket price is 38 yuan, and the 3D ticket price is a full 60 yuan more." Bai Xi looked around, and the sparse audience added up to less than ten people in total, and everyone seemed to be full of resentment. It's a gloomy look.

"Just like us, you can't buy the rest of the sessions." Bai Xi grabbed a handful of popcorn, "But since everyone is here, I have to contribute a huge sum of two hundred to Big Hawthorn."

"We can also choose to go downstairs to eat your favorite spicy pot, or even go to see the musical fountain." Han Zhuo handed him the drink with the straw inserted, "There is still time to go now."

"No, I want to watch a movie." Bai Xi put on her glasses, "You are not allowed to disturb me."

The auditorium went dark.

Mr. Han had no choice but to lean back in his chair and concentrate on eating popcorn.

Suddenly there was a terrified scream from the speaker.

Bai Xi was so frightened that she almost dropped the soda in her hand.

It wasn't until now that the two discovered that "The Hawthorn of Love" is not a simple country love literary film at all, but a horror movie, the effect is comparable to "Midnight Hazelnut".

Bai Xi gasped, and grabbed Mr. Han's hand.

"It's okay." Han Zhuo comforted him in a low voice, "Why don't we change to another movie theater? There must be other movies to watch."

"No." Bai Xi refused instantly.

Han Zhuo: "..."

The director proved with practical actions that the 98D movie with a ticket price of up to 3 yuan was not for cheating money. During the period, he arranged for the heroine to climb out of the screen countless times.

Bai Xi was startled when he saw it, his heart trembled wildly, and he continued to pinch Han Zhuo's hand until it was bruised and purple.

Mr. Han couldn't laugh or cry, when the next scary scene appeared, he stretched out his right hand in time to block Bai Xi's eyes.

"Be obedient." He said softly, "This movie is boring, I really don't want to watch it."