ID number 019

"my book?"

Chen Yang shivered as if he was stunned by something: "Did you remember wrongly?"

"how is this possible."

Zhang Qi said seriously: "This was held in your hand when you were sent to the rehabilitation center, when you were seriously injured and comatose, you usually hold it tight, and a guy wanted to sneak a look, but you beat him up. I'm still in charge of this matter, how can I not remember."

Chen Yang had the illusion that he had entered the mission world again. He put the book on the table, put his trembling hands under the table, his fingertips were cold and stiff.

Li Yue became a non-existent person, the book given to him became his own, and there were more experiences that should not belong to him.

What the hell is going wrong?

Isn't Zhang Qi Zhang Qi?

Or, is he wrong?

Could it be that he was suffering from a mental illness in the rehabilitation center, and Li Yue was a fantasy of his?

No, it's impossible, Li Yue must be real!

He is also sick.

Chen Yang tightly pinched his fingers to prevent himself from showing abnormalities, and his eyes drifted to the dark gray book cover inadvertently.

—— "Quantum Theory: The Relationship between Consciousness and the World"

Is it possible that this real world is...

After being patted on the shoulder, Chen Yang suddenly regained consciousness, looking at Zhang Qi with a pale face, his pupils were still dilated.

Zhang Qi looked nervous: "Brother?"

Chen Yang covered his eyes and pressed it, rubbed his face with his palms down, and said in a hoarse voice: "Actually, I dreamed of a man named Li Yue, who is my attending doctor. He is very kind. I am recovering with him. He got along very well with the hospital, and he gave me a copy of this book before I was discharged from the hospital."

"I confused my dream with reality. I asked you because I didn't make it clear for a while. It's all right now."

Zhang Qi was not relieved, but felt even heavier.

He thinks it is because Chen Yang's social relationship is too simple, he has no relatives to accompany him when he returns home, only dusty memories, and he has to face the strange eyes of his neighbors, and the friends and classmates who used to play well have also lost contact. , that feeling of loneliness deepened.

So Chen Yang imagined a good friend for himself.

If this doesn't work, people will get sick if it goes on for a long time, so we still have to integrate into society as soon as possible.

Zhang Qi took an orange from the red plastic bag and peeled it open, and explained clumsily: "I also do this sometimes. I sleep too much and get dizzy. It will be fine when I wake up after a while."

Chen Yang smiled.

Zhang Qi said casually, "Brother, what kind of job are you planning to find?"

Chen Yang was slightly taken aback. He thought about it before leaving the hospital, but he didn't come up with the result.

I didn't think about it after I was discharged from the hospital.

Now that this question hits his head suddenly, Chen Yang's mind is blank, no matter what the mission world is like, life still has to go on.

"It's been several years since I graduated, and I don't have work experience, so it's hard to find."

Zhang Qi gave him the peeled orange: "Tell me about your requirements and ideas, and I'll help you pay attention."

Chen Yang glanced at the orange in his hand, then looked up at the good old man in front of him, the old father, and returned a sincere and gentle smile for a long time.

"Brother Qi, you look like my grandfather."

"Ahem." Zhang Qi choked on the saliva, and pressed his fist against his chest, "You really are, I miss you."

Chen Yang ate oranges and smiled. During his recovery period, no one visited him, no one picked him up when he came out, no relatives or friends.

From coma to waking up, and then to recovery, for more than three years, anonymous people sponsored medical expenses.

Zhang Qi was afraid that he would not be able to survive.

It is no surprise that such a security guard can get unanimous praise in Area A of the rehabilitation center.

Zhang Qi wanted Chen Yang to settle down and live in a down-to-earth manner, so he insisted on asking him about his work plans.

Chen Yang said he didn't ask for it.

A college diploma is not very valuable, and it will be even cheaper if you take it out after a few years.

Just do something.

Zhang Qi didn't leave after asking about work.

Chen Yang had a bad feeling that getting married and starting a career were tied together, and if the latter said it, would the former be far behind?

Sure enough, Zhang Qi chattered very naturally: "Brother, when I'm your age, children have already gnawed my feet in my wife's stomach."

Chen Yang: "..."

"The oranges are quite sweet and have a lot of water, where did Brother Qi buy them?"

Zhang Qi was unmoved: "I have a cousin..."

Chen Yang interrupted: "Brother Qi, what are you doing here? Are you done?"

Zhang Qi is in his early thirties, only a few years older than Chen Yang, but he has entered the mentality of "the child is so ignorant" to urge marriage parents.

"There's someone at home, isn't it good?"

Chen Yang said seriously: "I don't need it for now, I haven't understood it myself."

Zhang Qi stared at him until his eyes were dry, and said convincingly: "Forget it, forget it, tell me when you want to find it."

After chatting for a while, Zhang Qi answered a call to go back to the rehabilitation center.

Chen Yang sent him to the door.

Zhang Qi stood on the threshold and said after deliberation: "Brother, I think that compared with when you were discharged from the hospital yesterday..."

Chen Yang remained calm: "What?"

After looking at him for a while, Zhang Qi stretched out his hand and swept over his head, and laughed heartily: "I feel like I've grown taller. You always arch your back and hang your head in the rehabilitation center. I can't even tell that you have a 1.8. Mi, it looks like it’s there now, haha.”

It's different, I can't tell, but I hope it's going in a good direction.

Chen Yang closed the door, the relaxation on his face disappeared, he went to the table and opened the book.

I turned from the first page to the last, and then turned it backwards, ten or twenty times in one breath, but found nothing.

The book was put back into Chen Yang's room.

Chen Yang was stunned, went to his sister's room, sat at the desk and fiddled with her high school books.

It's quite a thick stack, if you are still alive, you are now a sophomore.

Chen Yang opened the three side-by-side drawers facing him. In addition to dust, there were some odds and ends, marbles, cardboard, pen refills, hair ties, candy wrappers...everything.

This girl has a habit of collecting trash.

Chen Yang picked up a cardboard and threw it to the ground, picked up another one, and smashed it obliquely. There was a crisp "snap" sound, but it was not knocked over.

Can't beat the cardboard?

Chen Yang tried several times inexplicably, and finally turned over the cardboard on the ground. He picked it up and squeezed it in his hands, it didn't look like it was folded from paper torn from materials or textbooks.

It looks like paper from a storybook.

Chen Yang remembered the promise to Ah Wu, so he threw the cardboard into the drawer, got up and went out with his mobile phone to apply for a Weibo account "milk film", and fulfilled the promise to him in the way of stories.

After writing, I browsed through it, read it again, and corrected typos before sending it up.

During the whole process, Chen Yang's mood was very peaceful.

It seems that those experiences are fabricated, and I am just a storyteller.

Chen Yang turned off Weibo and was in a daze. He really wanted to find someone to discuss the bizarre events in the real world. That desire was stronger than waking up in the afternoon. He called Zhao Yuan again.

This time it worked.

"Who is it?"

It's a woman, and the voice is not very old.

Chen Yang thought it was Zhao Yuan's girlfriend, or a female classmate, or a relative, and he said gently, "Hi, is Zhao Yuan there? I'm his friend, and my name is..."

"Zhao Yuan?" The female voice said "ah", "I don't know, I made a mistake!"

"Dududu-"

Bye.

Chen Yang's face darkened. It is impossible to make a mistake, he is very sensitive to numbers.

It's a matter of numbers.

The string of numbers that Zhao Yuan wrote in the mission world may have changed the moment it fell into his eyes, and it was not the real phone number of the other party.

Another rule.

Now Zhao Yuan can't be contacted, and Chao Jian doesn't know where she lives in Sanlianqiao, why don't you go downstairs and look around, the more you stay at home, the colder it gets.

Chen Yang grabbed a few oranges and went for a walk.

Half of Sanlianqiao is commercial housing, and the other half is bungalows with small courtyards.

Chen Yang's house is a five-story low-rise commercial building, while Chao Jian went to the one-story house last night. There is a wide bluestone road between the two areas.

At dusk, the black and blue tiled roofs of the bungalows are a beautiful sight.

Chen Yang stepped in, walked in, and childhood memories ran out under his feet, sticking to a stone slab with a handful of moss, rushing to the depths of the old alley.

When I was a child, I thought the bungalow was fun, and I really wanted to live here. There is a yard, and there is no need to climb stairs.

Chen Yangzheng recalled that he was startled by a loud noise, and only then realized that he had unknowingly walked in front of Uncle Wu's house.

The noise came from Uncle Wu's courtyard.

The old couple were arguing, vaguely mentioning Wu Yu.

Chen Yang considered Uncle Wu's words and intentions in the afternoon, and was about to leave in a hurry when he heard Aunt Wu's scolding suddenly.

"Get used to it! Just get used to it! She's 24, is she still young? If she doesn't look for a partner, when will she look for it? After thirty, can she be found?"

"Xiaoyu just graduated not long ago..."

"What do you mean it's not long? It's been two years! It's not long? Others get married after graduation, and the child can talk. What did she do? What's the use of a girl's family spending so much time on her career? The key is If you want to find a good family, look at her. Whenever I mention this, she will put on face and show it to someone coldly. I am her mother, not her enemy! During the Chinese New Year, I will not come back if I want to. She is like that. It's her turn?!"

"Let's talk about it next year. She's busy with work. She's not in a good mood this time. Don't disturb her."

"When did she come back in a good mood in the past few years? I owe her something, right? Raising a girl will make me feel guilty!"

"..."

The more Chen Yang listened, the weirder his expression became.

Didn't Uncle Wu say that in the fall of the second year after he entered, Wu Yu found a partner. The two were college classmates and had always had a good relationship. The two discussed getting married on June [-] next year?

Lied to him?

Probably not, the tone of Uncle Wu and Aunt Wu's argument was anxious and helpless.

Not long after, Chen Yang was sitting in the main room of Uncle Wu's house, smoking the Hongtashan handed him, and he could get a result in a few words.

Uncle Wu came to see him in the afternoon, this point remains the same, but the content of the conversation is missing.

Fewer of those involved Wu Yu's emotional life.

Uncle Wu coughed and smoked: "Morning, it's great that you're here, Xiaoyu will be in the room now, you go talk to her."

Chen Yang met the eyes of the middle-aged man looking at him through the smoke, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, he thought to himself, this is not the case with you this afternoon.

"I haven't seen her in years."

Uncle Wu sternly said: "What does it matter, you grew up together, don't say a few years, even decades, it won't matter where you are born."

Chen Yang knocked a pinch of cigarette ash on the edge of the table: "Uncle, I'm going to the toilet."

"Then," Uncle Wu pointed to him, "the door is not easy to close, so try to close it a few more times."

"it is good."

When Chen Yang saw Aunt Wu in the courtyard, he took off his cigarette and greeted her with a smile.

Aunt Wu watched the young man who had grown up with him go into the toilet: "He is born with a beautiful face, and he is not ugly even if he cuts his hair. He has good conduct and knows his roots."

"I have always regarded him as the son-in-law of our old Wu family. If he hadn't been in the rehabilitation hospital for so long because of an accident, I guess he and Xiaoyu would have children now."

Uncle Wu took the two pairs of shoes under the eaves and shouted with raised eyebrows, "Each has its own destiny, what's the use of talking about it!"

Chen Yang didn't feel like urinating at all, he would adjust his mood after staying in the toilet, flush the toilet, wash his hands, and go straight to Wu Yu's room.

After knocking for a while, Wu Yu opened the door for him.

The first time Chen Yang saw Wu Yu, a strange feeling rushed into his mind unprepared.

The outline of the woman in the room has traces from his memory, and upon closer inspection, she finds that the change is not that great, it just grows apart.

The temperament is not the same as a few years ago.

It's like... two people.

A dog lay beside Wu Yu's feet, it couldn't tell what breed it was, it didn't bark, it just stared at Chen Yang.

keep staring.

Eyeballs don't move.

It was the second time for Chen Yang to experience such a strong sense of disobedience.

The first time was on Chao Jian.

Wu Yu's room furnishings are still the same as before Chen Yang's accident, they are all old, nothing new has been replaced.

If Chen Yang remembered correctly, the furniture in this room has not been moved for four years.

The owner of the room doesn't seem to care about this.

Chen Yang's gaze quickly and carefully scanned every corner, and gathered on the woman by the sink outside the bathroom.

She was washing his cups, and the faucet was turned on very small, a thin strip.

Very restrained.

This idea popped up in Chen Yang's heart involuntarily, and it expanded after a few minutes.

Because Wu Yu poured water for him, it contained very little, surprisingly little, barely enough to fill the bottom of the cup.

In the past, Wu Yu was very casual in life. He didn’t pretend to eat as much as he ate. Pour it again, sometimes forget it, and pour it hot again.

Now this... seems like Wu Yu's subconscious behavior.

There is no drought this year, and there is no shortage of water.

Chen Yang looked at the water in the cup thoughtfully, glanced at Wu Yu from the corner of his eye, and noticed something, and breathed a little faster.

The position where Wu Yu sat was the best view in the room.

There is only one door open in the whole room.

Chen Yang pretended to get up and move around inadvertently. The room opposite the door had a window, as he remembered.

only……

The security guard that was originally pressed on the window was removed at some point, and it was left open.

There is a forest outside the window.

This is the fastest escape route!

Chen Yang realized this, and the back of his head suddenly felt cold. When he turned around, he found Wu Yu looking at him indifferently.

And the dog, too, was staring at him.

Chen Yang subconsciously stuffed his hands into his pockets. He only remembered the phone and door keys before he remembered that he had already returned. This is the real world.

There is no wire or nails in the pocket.

Chen Yang clenched his hands in his pocket twice and let go, raised his eyes to meet Wu Yu.

The four looked at each other and smelled certain auras emanating from each other, which was self-evident.

Chen Yang wanted to close the door, but Wu Yu said coldly, "Don't close it, open it."

This one with a strong sense of escape...Chen Yang simply stood there and threw out his opening remarks: "When did you start going in?"

Wu Yu: "Three years ago."

Chen Yang looked at her in astonishment, suspecting that he had heard wrong.

Wu Yu looked indifferent.

Chen Yang pursed his lips. It's no wonder that her temperament has changed drastically. Let alone reminiscing about the past, the feeling she gave him was indescribably unfamiliar.

His guess was confirmed after he noticed all the details of her, knowing that the same thing happened to their lives, and it was overturned.

But she didn't expect it to be so early.

Chen Yang asked: "Before or after my accident?"

Wu Yu: "Later."

Chen looked up at the woman in front of him who hadn't shown much thought. Cong Qian was jumping up and down, now she was an ice sculpture, and she said very little.

There is no movement in the room decoration, because I have experienced a lot, it doesn't matter.

Chen Yang could understand, his eyes fell on the wall behind her, there were several high school awards pasted there, which she snatched away from his room.

It was still posted on it, presumably she automatically ignored it, and all kinds of feelings became weak.

Maybe you will doubt the authenticity of this world.

"The one I went in last night was a newcomer who had just returned from the first mission, and his ID number was seven digits."

Chen Yang still chose to be more cautious when the words came to his lips: "Where's yours?"

Wu Yu stared at him without saying a word.

So is the dog.

Chen Yang's scalp became tense from being stared at by the four eyes, and when he was about to say something, he heard Wu Yu say, "Five."

Two digits more than Li Yue's.

Wu Yu entered the mission world for four years, so how early is Li Yue?

The blood in Chen Yang's veins surged rapidly: "Then do you know a man named Li Yue?"

Wu Yu: "I don't know."

Chen Yang couldn't say he was disappointed, but he was not surprised. He heard the sound of sweeping the floor in the courtyard and said, "Uncle Wu came to see me this afternoon and told me that you have a date."

"After a few hours, your object ceases to exist."

Wu Yu combed the spirited man's head with his hands, and two words came out from his sickly white lips: "Dead."

Chen Yang suddenly understood.

If the task world is dead, that person will disappear in the real world, and all the people related to the other party will have their corresponding memories erased.

So no one remembers the other party, which means that they never appeared.

What about Li Yue?

Zhang Qi forgot, why didn't he forget?Not only did it not, but I still remember it clearly, every picture seems to be carved in.

Is it because the identity number has changed hands, so he became the only one who can prove that Li Yue has been in this world?

Chen Yang's mouth was so dry that he drank the water at the bottom of the glass in one gulp, and found that Wu Yu was looking at him with indescribable eyes.

"You shouldn't remember."

Wu Yu said: "The tasker is obliterated after death, and only those who met in the task world can remember each other."

Chen Yang moved the corner of his mouth, his neck seemed to be strangled by something, and he couldn't make a sound.

In other words, Uncle Wu forgot about Wu Yu's partner, and he, the person who indirectly knew about the existence of the other party, should also forget it.

"Why hasn't my memory been cleared?" Chen Yang murmured while holding the empty glass, his head hurting a bit.

"There are so many unexplainable things, as long as you know it yourself."

Wu Yu didn't answer this question, but just reminded him not to disclose it to the outside world.

Chen Yang didn't hold out any hope of getting something from her: "Then the other party is really your partner?"

"We've been doing missions together, just pick up a partner," Wu Yu looked at his fingers, "He was unlucky for this mission and didn't survive."

The tone of the tone was almost ruthless, without a trace of warmth, and the moment the ending sound fell, there was an extremely slight tremor in the eye sockets.

Chen Yang scratched his eyebrows, if he wasn't careful, he really wouldn't have noticed it.

Still emotional.

"How can you enter the same mission every time?" Chen Yang asked her, "Is there any secret?"

Wu Yu: "Cohabitation."

Chen Yang: "...that's it?"

Wu Yu picked up the dog at his feet and didn't return to him.

Chen Yang cut in from another angle: "Is he also in five figures?"

Wu Yu replied to him this time: "Four of you."

Chen Yang's heartbeat couldn't be suppressed, and he was one digit closer to the ID number Li Yue gave him.

When Uncle Wu looked for him in the afternoon, that person existed, which meant he was still alive, and the "mission this time" Wu Yu mentioned was after that.

The other party has completed an unknown number of tasks, and one can imagine his rich experience, but he will also die.

The task is not random, is it getting more difficult as you go forward?

The three-digit ID number is not the smallest, right? Two-digit, one-digit?

Like a butterfly effect, many doubts burst out in Chen Yang's heart. Knowing that Wu Yu couldn't tell him in detail, it was an exception to say so much, so he sealed up his doubts and waited for a chance to explore them later.

Regarding the matter of entering the same mission, Chen Yang had a decision in his heart, whether it was a probabilistic event or not, he would find a way to find Chao Jian to live with him.

He suddenly looked at Wu Yu: "Why don't we..."

Wu Yu stroked the dog's fur: "No."

Chen Yang had no choice but to give up, he glanced at the dog on her lap, those amber eyes were still staring at him.

I never moved away.

And not a single call.

Chen Yang found that when he looked at the dog, Wu Yu's aura would change, and when he looked again, her rejection became more obvious.

Even with a sharp edge.

Chen Yang didn't want to make Wu Yu an enemy, so he simply turned his attention away from the dog and asked her if the frequency of entering missions was regular.

He asked many questions, but Wu Yu gave few and short answers.

"There are no ghosts in my first mission, but there is a great possibility that there will be in the second mission."

Chen Yang was afraid of ghosts, everyone who played with him knew it, including Wu Yu, he didn't hide it, he said that he went out for a visit to the Taoist temple in the afternoon, and prepared talismans, peach wood, cinnabar, salt, rice, etc. s things.

Wu Yu looked at him calmly: "Do you think the mission world is the same as the real world?"

Chen Yang didn't even think about it: "It's different."

After he finished speaking, he paused, and sighed with a full face.

Since it is different, what use is the world he prepared to deal with ghosts and monsters.

"When I touch them, I don't need to touch them, I'm scared to death."

When Chen Yang said this, his heart was not ups and downs, even if he felt that the next mission would be to deal with ghosts, the hope of him surviving was negligibly slim.

One person is full, the whole family is not hungry, and it doesn't matter if you die in the mission world.

"rule."

Chen Yang was startled by the voice beside his ear, and heard the word again.

Wu Yu said: "There, you must abide by the rules."

"But sometimes don't trust the rules too much." She said after a few dozen seconds.

Chen Yang remembered Wu Yu's ambiguous words, and threw out the question he had asked Zhang Yan.

"Can the ID number be transferred?"

Wu Yu looked down at the dog on his lap: "Transfer?"

"Well," Chen Yang said, "For example, if I don't want to be tortured by the task anymore, I can transfer my identity number to someone else and let someone else replace me."

Wu Yu said coldly: "The identity number is bound and cannot be transferred."

Chen Yang asked again: "Is the original owner dead?"

Wu Yu said: "Then the identity number will be canceled directly."

Chen Yang frowned, and Zhang Yan's identity number disappeared like this after Zhang Yan's death: "No exceptions?"

Wu Yu's answer was the same as when he asked if he knew Li Yue, without any hesitation: "No."

Chen Yang nodded, expressing that he was popularized with this knowledge, and his heart was full of dirty words.

"Without an ID number, can I enter the mission world?"

"No."

"If so, why?"

Wu Yu: "There is no if."

Chen Yang: "..."

All right, the two most concerned issues, the real five-digit ID taskers didn't give him any information, so he could only figure it out by himself.

When it was getting dark, Wu Yu hugged the dog and urged Chen Yang to leave.

Wu Yu seemed to be waiting for something, and told Chen Yang to leave quickly. She urged her relatives to deny him, and she was very cold.

Chen Yang had to leave if he didn't want to. When he left the room, Uncle Wu hurriedly called him to stop.

"Early, stay for dinner."

"No." Chen Yang walked out of the courtyard, "I cooked rice in the pot, and I can eat it when I go back. Uncle, I will come to see you and aunt next time."

Chen Yang went out and came back again, poked his head through the courtyard gate and asked, "Uncle, do we have a family with the surname Chao?"

Uncle Wu shook his head: "How can there be such a surname."

"Not in this area."

Chen Yang believed in Uncle Wu, after all he knew everything about Sanlianqiao: "Is there any boy who looks more handsome than a celebrity?"

Uncle Wu: "Aren't you?"

The former Sanlian Bridge Bridge Grass: "..."

Chen Yang left with no surprise, went back after turning all the bungalows, and stopped in the corridor from the first floor to the second floor.

The people at the door heard the noise and looked down from above.

The light was dim, and his expression was unknown.

Chen Yang unconsciously burst into tears. It seemed like a century had passed since he hadn't seen each other for a day. He turned on the sensor light that had been turned off, and ran up quickly.

"Here it is."

The boy was wearing a baseball uniform, his hair was slightly damp, and his face was expressionless.

Chen Yang quickly received the signal that he had taken medicine, and he put his heart back into his stomach.

But Chen Yang wanted to beat himself soon.

The man who took the medicine looked like a dangerous fish monster dormant in the deep sea, and he didn't spit out a single bubble. He should catch up with him last night when his mind was still raging and raging, and ask more questions.

Chen Yang's intestines turned green with regret, he washed an apple and gave it to the young man: "I thought you wouldn't come to me."

Chao Jian didn't pick it up, she was shaved and cleaned, but she didn't seem to get any sleep, and there were three words written on her face with deep blue eyes: I don't want to eat.

Chen Yang took a bite of the apple and ate it: "I haven't made dinner yet, do you want to eat it with me?"

Zhao Jian looked at him with a clear meaning.

"I'm going to wash the rice." Chen Yang went to the kitchen with an apple in his mouth.

Chao Jian didn't look around, didn't move, just sat there with her eyelids slightly closed, not knowing what she was thinking.

There was a series of sounds filled with smoke from the kitchen.

Chao Jane’s eyelids sank a little.

Chen Yang pressed the rice cooker and came out to see that the boy had fallen asleep, so he had to temporarily change the time of the conversation, went back to the kitchen and closed the sliding door, and quickly prepared dinner.

What Wu Yu talked with him, he has concealed, and the other party also has.

The boy is the same with him.

True, unreserved trust is too difficult, even a husband and wife can't do it, let alone between taskers whose life and death are uncertain.

As soon as Chen Yang was distracted, half of his nails were cut off by the knife. He put down the kitchen knife and propped himself on the countertop, thinking that he still wanted to raise the issue of cohabitation with the person in the living room.

Even with reservations, there are so many secrets, and they are many times stronger than other teammates who don't know anything at all.

However, when Chen Yang brought up the matter, a young man surnamed Chao broke a bowl.