The invulnerability of fast wear

The lunar month and lunar day in [-] was the tenth day since Wu Xie returned to the real world.

At first, he thought he had come to a new world in a trance, and subconsciously opened the world information, but nothing came out of his mind for a long time.

Twenty or ten minutes later, Wu Xie realized that he was lying on the bed at home - his arm had already returned to normal, and he immediately jumped up to check his phone.

But when he looked through all his address books and classmates he had written over the years, he was shocked to find that he didn't even have a friend named "Yan", let alone someone named "YanSong".

He tried to contact 0001 in various ways, and called the system countless times, but there was no news, as if those world travels were all absurd and long dreams.

In total, I have only experienced seven worlds, why did I come back suddenly?

And what's worse, his memories of those experiences are fading rapidly, like a dream returning to furnace.

Originally, I wanted to write down the key points, but the things recorded the day before would disappear inexplicably the next day. Although this forced Wu Xie to rely on strong associations to remember those things that were being forgotten, it also successfully confirmed his previous memory. His experience is not just an inexplicable dream - Mr. Yan must exist somewhere in this world, but he has not found it yet.

The notebooks and computer files that are now being destroyed are likely to be swallowed by viruses that showed their feet in the Seventh World.

That is to say, he is very likely still in the fictitious data world, and is still being monitored by viruses.

The other party wants to take away his memory, and then gain the dominion over his soul.

Wu Xie understood that if he said these words, he would look like a terminal victim of persecution paranoia to others, so he didn't tell anyone about it for the time being.

Even if his best friend came to him, he just shirked and said that he went abroad for surgery some time ago.

This good friend's English name is White, and his Chinese name is Wu Xie. I have forgotten it. After all, he has been in those worlds for more than ten years. He has been out of touch with this society for a long time. He can barely remember the other person's nickname. Shut up and say "white so-and-so".

When he called this name for the first time, he actually thought it was a bit strange, but after getting used to it, he didn’t feel awkward anymore—Bai was a finance major like him back then, and he left after working in an investment bank for two years, and didn’t go deep into finance. industry, but turned to the commercial route and went out to start a business.

The first meeting between the two was in the joint school basketball game that year. Bai, as a junior, invited the seniors to play a friendly match, and Wu Xie, as the squad leader, organized activities. That's how they got to know each other.

Many details of getting along with each other over the years have been blurred. I remember that Bai is very good at business, and the two have similar interests, such as drinking tea; both want to prove themselves by changing their destiny with blood and strength; Childhood bondage; all love to smoke, but Bai is more obsessed with the taste of cigars, and he doesn't smoke ordinary cigarettes much.

After graduating from university, Wu Xie joined a securities company as a trader. He was just a handyman at first, but he has a solid professional foundation, is serious in his work and knows how to be flexible. He has worked hard to seize opportunities in his career.

His continuous breakthroughs made him appreciated by people from all walks of life, and his promotion became a matter of course. He soon became a professional manager. Because he was young and stable, he was highly valued by his boss at the time.

At that time, he never imagined that there would be bankrupt stockholders breaking into the exchange, threatening to detonate bombs, and demanding that the exchange be responsible for all the funds he lost in the investment. It just so happened that he was approached by his information officer that day. Go to the exchange and talk.

Later he realized that this was a long-prepared conspiracy.

Because the informant who was promised to appear within half an hour did not show up, and during that half hour, the emotional stockholders detonated the bomb with the thought of dying together.

At that time, there was a frightened female client standing beside him, and he subconsciously pushed her away.

When I woke up again, the operation was over.

After he was discharged from the hospital, everything changed. He chose to resign after being persuaded by his boss in every possible way. He wanted to calm down for half a year and think about his future while waiting for the wound to heal completely. At this time, someone called Bai .

Someone Bai suggested that the two could work together to make medical equipment, and he vaguely remembered that he agreed.

As a result, in less than half a year, it was just an ordinary night, he suddenly entered the transfer station, and was forcibly bound by 0001—in this way, he entered many wonderful worlds and met Mr. Yan.

Originally, I was reluctant, but now, I wish that what I’m experiencing now is just a dream. Every day before going to sleep, I hope to hear 0001’s somewhat rigid electronic sound when I wake up. , please later", then, as he has been doing all these years, he met Mr. Yan in various ways.

What should he do in order to see that person again?

What should he do to go back?

"Axie, Axie?"

Wu Xie came back to his senses, and was facing the magnified silver-gray eyes. He couldn't help being shocked and knocked off the medical newspapers on the table. The papers fell like running water. It's all messed up now.

"Why are you so close all of a sudden." The man threw the remaining papers on the table in a state of distraction, and bent down to clean up the mess on the floor. "If it weren't for my strong self-control, I wouldn't have been able to keep your face just now."

Bai also quickly knelt down to pick it up together, and said aggrievedly:

"Who knew that you could be distracted when talking about projects. I was talking to you about the establishment of the project, and suddenly I stopped moving. You are so scary, brother."

Wu Xie stopped talking - he was indeed distracted just now.

"This is the business card of the equipment connector over there. Take a look." Someone Bai stacked up the newspapers and took out a business card from his pocket. "It's the person in charge named Yan that you were very interested in last time."

"yes?!"

The man was no longer obsessed with newspaper matters, he took the black and minimalist business card with both hands, and stroked the hot silver number on it, with a joyful expression:

"This is the first time I've dealt with someone with the surname Yan."

Bai looked at him puzzled, held back for a while before saying:

"……Congratulations?"

Only then did Wu Xie realize that his reaction was a little too extreme, and immediately restrained his slightly exposed emotions, and asked softly:

"Are we meeting tomorrow?"

"I made an appointment with a hotel in the center of the city. The name is Dongnuange. I sent you the address on your mobile phone. Don't make a mistake when you go." Bai looked down and swiped his mobile phone, and said casually, "I'm going on a business trip tonight, probably the day after tomorrow. When you come back in the morning, I will leave things to you—that Mr. Yan is a strict wife. He looks like a quail in front of his wife at the age of 40, but he hates it when others mention it. He was too late to be complained about."

"40 years old, married?" The man who caught the key word quickly looked over.

The silver-gray eyes flickered, and two seemingly harmless crescents curved out:

"Yes, I'm a little surprised why you are so interested in him, so I asked a friend by the way. I really didn't expect him to be a strict wife."

Wu Xie fell silent, as if he was doubting something.

"Why, I'm not happy to hear that it's an old man." Someone Bai smiled, "It's not a blind date, why do you care about this--if you really mind, then I will meet him at another time when I come back, and you will be in charge of the equipment first check this?"

"No need." Looking up, the man with narrow eyes smiled back, "The project is always to be discussed, I'll go."

"That's fine." Someone Bai put the folder we just talked about into the briefcase, got up and said, "I'll go to the company to get the salute first, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch the plane later."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

Wu Xie got up to see off the guests, and sent them all the way to the door. Someone Bai was squatting in the entrance to put on his shoes, and he was leisurely leaning against the long and flat floor-to-ceiling mirror and looking at him.

Suddenly, the person reflected in the mirror turned his head, fixed his eyes sincerely on his face, and said softly:

"Senior, what do you think of me?"

"Huh?" The tall man pressed his head against the cold mirror, not realizing the hidden meaning of this sentence, and replied normally, "Not bad."

"Just this one sentence?" Someone Bai raised his eyebrows.

"You can play basketball and do business, you are also handsome, and you can wear clothes very well. When you first came to school, there was a post on the BBS with more than 1000 floors, and the name was 'The boy named Bai from the Finance Department can wear clothes very well. Ah', isn’t it you? The finance department is a grass.” He was a little teasing in his heart, and his expression was joking, “Why do you ask this, you were dumped by your girlfriend and you want to find some confidence in me?”

"Look at what you said." The well-dressed man raised his briefcase and retorted with a smile, "I don't have a girlfriend."

Wu Xie didn't answer, but just smiled politely.

The man unscrewed the doorknob, half of his foot had already stepped out, and as before, he suddenly turned around to look at him, and said to him quickly and clearly:

"If you really want to find a man for a blind date, how about finding me?"

Wu Xie, who was leaning leisurely on the mirror, froze, unable to react.

"Think about it." The man showed a playful expression at the right time, "Didn't you praise me just now?"

"I was..." I thought you were looking for some confidence.

"Don't say no, it's rare for me to confess to someone so directly." Someone Bai didn't give him a chance to finish his sentence, and went out the door with a smile, "Let's go first brother."

Seeing that the door was about to close, the man suddenly poked his head out through a crack to emphasize his proposal:

"I'm so good, it's really worth your consideration - let's go."

The door slammed shut.

Wu Xie stood there with a dazed face, feeling a little at a loss for a while.

After a while, he came back to his senses, and vaguely felt that this scene seemed familiar—it seemed extremely familiar, which was extremely disturbing.