Neverland

Until the return car, Xu Muzhou still felt overwhelmed.

He and Yan Cen turned Ji Yun's bedroom upside down half an hour ago, and confirmed the source of Ji Yun's winning lottery ticket.

The winning lottery ticket needs to be recycled after the prize is redeemed, and Xu Muzhou only found a copy.The selling point on the lottery ticket is very close to the "Memorial" hospital. Yan Cen searched with the map that comes with his mobile phone and found that the straight-line distance is only a little over 100 meters.

The purchase date on the lottery ticket is December 12, the same day as the "commemorative" death.

"To be honest, Ji Yun's psychological quality is pretty good." Xu Muzhou refolded the copy and said softly, "She's not crazy."

Yan Cen quietly leaned against the window and smoked, waiting for Xu Muzhou to put all these things away.

"Brother Yan." Xu Muzhou sat on the carpet beside the bed, and arranged the pile of photos in the order he remembered: "Tell me, what kind of feelings does Ji Yun have for her sister?"

"I don't know." Yan Cen said, "No one in this world knows except Ji Yun himself."

Yan Cen's answer was expected by Xu Muzhou, he didn't really want to get an answer, but there was some emotion stuck in his heart all the time, he could only use this method to try to release one or two.

Xu Muzhou put those things into a pile and stuffed them back into the bottom layer of Ji Yun's wardrobe.

When Yan Cen found these things before, they were pressed under a thick eiderdown quilt.Xu Muzhou can probably understand, after all, no one wants their wounds to be exposed in the open, so they just poke them.

Perhaps just like the name of "Remembrance", Ji Yun left these things only as a proof that "Remembrance" existed.

Xu Muzhou pulled the door of the wardrobe, stood up and took off the charger and the mobile phone beside the bed. The screen of the mobile phone was still on the text message interface. A private text message in the payment message.

The recipient of the text message is a person whose name is "DL", and the latest text message will be displayed in abbreviated form, with only one line on it.

【Why can’t life be exchanged? I’m willing to exchange it with anything I own, as long as——】

As for what you want, Xu Muzhou didn't click in to take a closer look.

—Because it is no longer necessary.

The answer that should be found has been found, and the black liquid on the hydrangea fell halfway like a tide, revealing the beautiful stamens.

The source of Ji Yun's obsession has surfaced, Xu Muzhou is unwilling and does not want to spy on her pain.

After all, there is no difference between excessive investigation that cannot empathize with gossip without a bottom line, and they are all crown words to satisfy one's desire to spy.

Xu Muzhou quit the text message page, and the screen saver of Ji Yun's phone was a photo of "Memorial". At that time, "Memorial" was still very young, and he couldn't walk easily. In the middle, I don't know whether to call Ji Yun or what.

In the lower right corner of the screen saver, there is a sentence of date and seal words uploaded by software P.

【Noothergodsbeforeyou, February 2015, 2】

She shouldn't have written this, Xu Muzhou thought aimlessly, this is unlucky, after all, the gods are fraternal, and they will not last forever by the world.

Yan Cen didn't know when he finished smoking, and he had already walked to his side.

Xu Muzhou only felt that the carpet behind him sank a small arc, and then a hand stretched out from behind, and took the mobile phone away from him.Yan Cen glanced at the screen saver, and pressed the lock screen button neatly.

"I..." Xu Muzhou's hand was still in the air, and a slight air flow slipped through his fingers, bringing a feeling of hesitation.He licked his lips, didn't look back at Yan Cen behind him, but took a deep breath and said, "This sentence is a paraphrase. The original sentence is Noothergodsbeforeme, which is the first commandment in the Ten Commandments of Moses."

Xu Muzhou spoke very fast, his eyes unconsciously fell into the void, not concentrated on a certain point.

"This is a revelation from God, which was originally engraved on a stone tablet." Xu Muzhou continued: "This is also a part of the Bible."

Even Xu Muzhou didn't realize it, his tone was full of uncertainty, and the meaningless topics jumped so much that even he didn't know what he wanted to say.

Or he just wants to talk, to keep his head spinning.

Yan Cen put the mobile phone on the bedside table and looked at Xu Muzhou quietly for a while.

"You said before that in her dream, there was a part of praying to the gods, and the Gospel of John as salvation." Xu Muzhou continued: "So this also shows that she is very familiar with the Bible—"

know it well.

But Xu Muzhou didn't say the second half of the sentence.

Because he was hugged by Yan Cen.

That couldn't even be considered a hug, Yan Cen just pulled his shoulders without saying a word, turned him around, and then pressed him into his arms.

Yan Cen was half a head taller than Xu Muzhou, he put one hand around Xu Muzhou's shoulder, and stroked his hair with the other hand, then supported the back of his head and pressed it on his shoulder.

"Cleaning up tasks is like this. You have to face all kinds of emotions." Yan Cen said: "Whether it is the hatred caused by Sun Qian's injustice, or Ji Yun's regret, these are powerful obsessions. You are affected , or empathy, are normal things. Emotion itself is a force of communication nature, it is a good thing for you to feel sad for her, but you have to learn to adjust yourself. "

Yan Cen's voice still didn't have much emotional ups and downs, his thumb inadvertently brushed against the side of Xu Muzhou's neck, leaving a cool touch.

He is comforting me, Xu Muzhou thought.

Although Yan Cen's consolation seemed extremely careless, like the chicken soup printed in batches on Coke bottles, and even had a hint of preaching work, but Xu Muzhou still captured the meaning of it.

Counting this time, Xu Muzhou has only been hugged by Yan Cen twice in total. The last time was when he went from the "amusement park" to the real world. Yan Cen probably felt that he would be afraid, so he reluctantly acted as a body safety belt.

Xu Muzhou suddenly remembered that it seemed to be the same that time, in the cold wind, Yan Cen's hand holding him was always tight, and he never let go until he lost consciousness in the dream.

Xu Muzhou's forehead rested on Yan Cen's hard shoulder bones, and the inexplicable emotions that were suppressed in his heart suddenly had an extremely clear channel to vent.He tentatively reached out and grabbed Yan Cen's coat.

"I was just thinking that Ji Yun shouldn't have written this." Xu Muzhou's voice was a little trembling. He wanted to say a lot, but he was stuck in his throat. In the end, he could only dryly return to the most primitive way of thinking: "That sentence is too heavy."

"Then what should she write?" Yan Cen seemed amused by him, and let out a breathy laugh: "Loveneverfails?"

Yan Cen's English pronunciation is very strange, a bit between a beginner and an accent, and he will unconsciously bite the accent, which sounds a little funny.

It's just that his pleasant voice was enough to dispel this little flaw, Xu Muzhou twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a somewhat bitter smile.

"Xu Muzhou." Yan Cen said softly: "Subjective will and emotions are the proof of a person's life. The higher the mood swing, the more alive the person is."

Xu Muzhou clutched Yan Cen's clothes helplessly, pressed against his shoulder, and took two or three minutes to let go.He was not against Ji Yun, but at the moment when he saw the screen saver of his mobile phone, he suddenly felt a kind of frustration and regret that was almost suffocating.If you have to describe it, it's as if he was connected to some kind of interface, and in just half a second, he was instilled with a little bit of emotion from Ji Yun himself.

It's just that this kind of emotion came and went quickly, Xu Muzhou let go of Yan Cen, only to realize that he was a bit ashamed.

So it was not until he was on his way back to the nursing home that Xu Muzhou finally found the courage to talk to Yan Cen.

"So what is that one I saw at the playground?" Xu Muzhou couldn't help asking.

Yan Cen, the co-pilot, opened his eyes and gave him a strange look—he thought that because of the thin-skinned little fox who avoided him just now like a flood, he might not talk to him until he returned to Neverland. I didn't expect to be able to make a good psychological presupposition so quickly.

Yan Cen slowly changed to a more comfortable position. Xu Muzhou's "fear of ghosts" is so deeply rooted in people's hearts that Yan Cen is still thinking about how to say it more tactfully.

"A person who doesn't belong to this world." Yan Cen paused, and then said as lightly as possible: "The dead, or the soul."

Even though the sky was clear and bright, Xu Muzhou still felt a chill down his back.

However, which "memorial" in the amusement park has intact arms and legs, and looks cute and cute. It doesn't have the impact of Sun Qian's direct confrontation with the soul, so it didn't cause any psychological shadow-like inner harm to Xu Muzhou.

"...I don't quite understand." Xu Muzhou frowned: "How did Ji Yun do it?"

"A strong enough obsession can communicate space." Yan Cen sat up and realized that the angle was severely shaken by the sun. He reached out and pulled down the visor of the co-pilot, and said, "For people in this timeline, aren't we also 'Outsider'?"

"Where is the 'commemoration'?" Xu Muzhou asked.

"It's by her side." Yan Cen said.

Yan Cen's tone was always calm, but Xu Muzhou had goosebumps all over his body.

"...Where is it?" Xu Muzhou asked.

"In her heart, by her side." Yan Cen said: "When I was giving her hypnotherapy before, I was curious about one thing - the so-called unnamed tombstone in her heart. This kind of factor is obviously directly related to death It usually means that the subject has self-destruct or suicidal tendencies, but Ji Yun does not."

"Because you said that there is light in her world?" Xu Muzhou asked.

"This is one of them." Yan Cen said.

He raised the back of the seat and pulled down a small gap in the window beside him to let in air.Yan Chenghong's car is an old model, the air-conditioning system is out of warranty for an unknown period of time, the ventilator is whistling, and the car feels stuffy like it's about to suffer from carbon dioxide poisoning.

Xu Muzhou didn't wait for him to speak, and urged, "What else?"

"There is also vitality. The overall tone of her inner world is very gloomy, but it is not dead." Yan Cen paused before saying, "I should have found out earlier."

"It turns out that there are two people?" Xu Muzhou said casually, "Don't take all the responsibility on yourself. It's normal for normal people to not think of such a difficult operation."

Yan Cen smiled, but didn't speak, and seemed to accept this careless comfort.

Xu Muzhou didn't pay too much attention to this kind of chatting on the road. He tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, still thinking about what Ji Yun's obsession was.

The hydrangea had only turned half white, Xu Muzhou had a hunch that the remaining half was still on Ji Yun himself.

Or rather, on "Remembrance".