mist [unlimited]

Ji Yushi asked: "Why did you suddenly come to Ningcheng?"

"It's not sudden." Song Qinglan said, "I've been away for a month, so come and see my grandfather."

Ji Yushi asked Song Qinglan where he could get there, and said, "I happen to be outside right now, so I can pick you up at the station."

The information about "Wang Xiaoqian" is very important to Ji Yushi now, he didn't think about it so much, he couldn't care about the other party's inconvenience anymore.

In fact, Song Qinglan drove a super high speed sports car, and since she hung up the phone in the morning, she has already arrived in Ningcheng.After arriving in Ningcheng, he belatedly realized that they all stayed up all night, and they might still be resting during the monsoon rain.

Thinking of this, Song Qinglan resisted the urge to go to Ji Yushi immediately, and went to her grandfather's house first.

He had just received the information and only read it once before sending a message to Ji Yushi.

He didn't expect to call directly during the rainy season.

After the call was connected, she was too eager, so Song Qinglan casually said that she was still on the way.

When asked by Ji Yushi at this moment, he looked at the time and lied: "I will arrive around eight o'clock."

Start the car during the monsoon rain: "Then you wait for me in the lounge, and I'll be right over."

After hanging up the phone, Song Qinglan, who was still at her grandfather's house, tidied up hastily and drove to Ningcheng North Station.

Speeding all the way, I managed to park the car before eight o'clock, and walked to the lounge of the North Station.

There are people coming and going in the suspended train station, and there are also many people in the lounge.

Song Qinglan glanced around and did not find Ji Yushi's figure, and was relieved after confirming that he arrived before Ji Yushi.Suddenly, my heart sank again, and I cursed secretly, "Fuck."

When did he do such a foolish thing of self-deception?

is it necessary?

Song Qinglan had never experienced this kind of experience in her 26 years of life, and she had never been so anxious about someone's depression that she had to see the other person with her own eyes to be relieved.

Song Qinglan noticed that Ji Yushi's mental state was not right.

He didn't know if people with hypermemory would worry too much, but Ji Yushi mentioned "Minister Wang" and his memory deviation, the calm attitude after meeting Minister Qi, and the "tank" on the phone. In fact, the remarks made by the "brain in the middle" are very negative, and they are not at all like the state that a person should have after escaping from danger and returning to the real world.

For some reason, the scene of opening the medicine box and swallowing the pills during the monsoons always lingered in his mind.

In the park management office, in the bookstore, outside the ward... the confusion in the memory during the monsoon rain was curbed and clarified through those pills.

The opponent's fragile face, slightly trembling eyelashes, and the unconscious whispers in the space capsule when he was just sucked into the crack all formed a contrast with his logical, intelligent and rational appearance.

No matter how perfect the psychological evaluation report is during the monsoon, there is a saying that it is too hard to break. Once a person's spirit persists to the point where he can no longer persist, he may completely collapse.

It stands to reason that after Ji Yushi returned to Ningcheng after the secondment, they would not have any interaction other than the mission report.

Whether Ji Yu's mental state is good or not, people will naturally care about it, and judging from his performance, there is no shortage of people's concern.

However, Song Qinglan thought uncontrollably.

Since it is possible to have several relationships going on at the same time, it is also very possible that none of them are serious.

Those people, would they really care about the monsoon?

"Team Song."

Song Qinglan sat for a few minutes when she heard a cold voice in front of him.

He looked up and saw Ji Yushi's face.

Less than two days apart, naturally there is no change during the monsoon rain.

A simple white short-sleeved T-shirt, similar to the one Song Qinglan found for him in PU-31, but he still wore it with a graceful temperament. Just by standing in this public place, it attracted the attention of others. Eye attention.

What caught Song Qinglan's attention was the two faint blue streaks under the other's eyelids.

Song Qinglan stood up and said naturally, "You came so fast."

If he drives more slowly, he will arrive after the monsoon.

Ji Yushi said: "I was on the road when I called you, so I came here directly."

The two walked out side by side.

The summer night in Ningcheng is noisy, and the heat waves are accompanied by cicadas.

Song Qinglan was quite surprised when a large black off-road vehicle was parked in the parking space. She couldn't tell that the car was so domineering during the monsoon rain.

Song Qinglan unlocked the phone, opened the file and handed it to Ji Yushi: "Look first, I'll drive."

This is of course the best, there is no objection during the rainy season: "OK."

The car drove into the traffic flow, the neon lights of Ningcheng were flickering, and the profile of the profile reading the data during the monsoon rain seemed very quiet.

Wang Xiaoqian, female, 52 years old, was a professor in the Quantum Physics Department of Capital University.The information shows that she is a native of the capital and has written some of her papers, opinions and teaching achievements.But as Song Qinglan said, the information is not complete, except for these, there are no photos, and there is no information about Tianqiong's work.

Ji Yushi searched for Capital University on the Internet, but there was no information about Wang Xiaoqian in the staff column.

"I have some connections." Song Qinglan said, "By the name you provided, I found a lot of women with the same name and surname. After excluding some candidates with a large age gap and different education and majors, I finally got such a list. If Wang Xiaoqian is the head of the Jiangcheng branch as you said, then this professor who taught quantum physics is the closest candidate."

Ji Yushi nodded. In this era, the right to privacy is very important, so all databases are encrypted, and it is not easy to find so many.

What he didn't expect was that Song Qinglan, who clearly had no impression of the "Minister Wang" he mentioned, would still spend so much effort to investigate.

"They will send more detailed information later." Song Qinglan added, "At that time, you can confirm whether it is her."

As she said that, Song Qinglan glanced at Ji Yushi inadvertently, and was slightly taken aback.

There was a bright red mark on his neck during the rainy season.

It's not like Song Qinglan has never seen this kind of mark.

If Li Chun went to hang out for a few days during the holidays before returning to the team, he would have to keep these things with him.

I wanted to ignore it.

But with just one glance, maybe the red mark on the skin that is too fair is too glaring and always attracts attention.

Song Qinglan gritted her back teeth: "Consultant Ji, pay attention to your neck."

During the rainy season, he opened the baffle above the co-driver suspiciously, and looked in the small mirror: "I forgot to close the window last night."

No wonder he was always scratching today, it turned out he was bitten by a mosquito last night.

Song Qinglan was silent for a while.

Ji Yushi was not very good at guessing other people's minds, nor was he good at dealing with interpersonal relationships. Song Qinglan was very touched to help him look up information in private.

He withdrew his gaze, and withdrew his thoughts, and asked, "You said on the phone that you noticed something different, what's the difference?"

"Last time in the Ouroboros mission, I realized it was a cycle because of the woman who rushed out on the street."

Passing through a traffic light intersection, Song Qinglan turned the steering wheel with familiar movements.Arrogant, proud, and with a strong sense of presence, he is more suitable for this car.

"I didn't remember anything at first, at most I had a sense of déjà vu. After I realized that something had happened once, the memory of the last cycle suddenly appeared in my mind. I am very familiar with this, I told You, when Lao Zhou and I participated in the Time Witness Project in the army, we did memory strengthening training. This point is similar to the key in memory, but it is actually a subconscious hint. So unlike Tang Le and the others, We more or less remember what happened in the loop."

After saying this, Song Qinglan's brows did not loosen, and her heroic face became more tense: "Before I read Wang Xiaoqian's information, I had no impression of her name at all, but when I saw some of the points she had mentioned, I suddenly I have a vague impression of this name, and I remember that I argued with someone about those views and was convinced. But in my current memory, I clearly remember that the person I was arguing with was Minister Qi."

Ji Yushi was stunned: "Double memory?"

Song Qinglan also had a double memory?

"A memory is relatively vague, while a memory is very clear." Song Qinglan said, "But I don't think we are still in some kind of illusion. What we are now seeing is a real reality, but it may not be what we were originally. That reality."

Ji Yushi had just come out of Ji's house, and what Professor Ji said was still weighing on his heart.

Hearing what Song Qinglan said, he couldn't help asking, "You also think we've come to a parallel world?"

Song Qinglan remained calm and did not comment on the word "also".

He was still driving the car smoothly: "If this is a parallel world, then there must be another us. Where did they go?"

These words hit Ji Yushi's heart directly, making him speechless for an instant.

It was this problem that blocked Ji Yushi's thinking, coupled with memory confusion, and just a few days after being intercepted by the Jiangcheng branch and returning to reality, Ji Yushi's state was already very bad, even worse than in the Ouroboros mission. It's even worse.

He is overwhelmed.

Song Qinglan: "The 'brain in a vat' theory you put forward made me think about this question repeatedly. I was wondering whether we have come to a parallel world, or this is our original world, and we just saved another world Or is it because we have the aftereffects of time travel, and the so-called double memory is actually because we are crazy?"

Am I a butterfly, or Zhuangzi?

How do people distinguish what is the truest reality?

"In the end, I came to a conclusion." Song Qinglan said, "The answers to these questions are actually very simple."

The car did not know when it had arrived at the door of Ji Yushi's house.

Originally thought that Song Qinglan would drive the car to his grandfather's house, and then he would drive back home. This would be regarded as "sending off" Song Qinglan.

It seemed that Song Qinglan didn't understand what he meant, maybe she had to drive out again.

But there is no time to care about this problem during the monsoon.

Because Song Qinglan said to him: "The key to solving the problem lies in you. This time, I don't want to discuss the task report handed over to the higher-ups. I want you to bring you to Jiangcheng, to Ouroboros, to Chaos, and until we are killed." Tell me all the memories that came here after the interception, and if you peel back the cocoons from the perspective of another memory, you will definitely be able to find out the truth."

The street lamp illuminated Ji Yushi's calm face, only he knew that his heart was beating violently: "My other memory? What if I make a mistake?"

"Anyone can make mistakes in overlapping memories, but you won't. Whether this is a parallel world or the sequelae of time travel, Consultant Ji, your memory is the key for us to distinguish reality." Song Qinglan said, "I believe in you."

In reality, not in the mission, it seems too straightforward to say this sentence.

The car was suddenly quiet for a few seconds.

Song Qinglan coughed lightly, and then said, "Go upstairs, I'll just take a taxi and go back to Grandpa's house."

And he had to go back to the station to pick up the car first.

Ji Yushi asked, "Captain Song, can you go back tomorrow?"

Song Qinglan almost choked, "Huh?"

During the rainy season, is this inviting him to go upstairs to spend the night at home?

Of course, it is definitely not a sleepover in that sense, but it seems a little inappropriate for a straight man to sleep with a sexually oriented man.

Maybe it was because of Song Qinglan's hesitation, Ji Yushi realized that the other party had PTSD towards gay approaching, maybe he made the other party misunderstand something.He loosened his seat belt, and the red mark on his neck was looming on the edge of his collar: "I mean—"

"Okay." Song Qinglan took a long leg and got out of the car, "It's not too late. If necessary, make a video call to Lao Zhou and the others at night, and see how they are doing."

As he spoke, he looked up and looked upstairs, narrowing his eyes slightly: "Who is in your family?"

Ji Yushi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "There is only one cat."