ID number 019

Chen Yang and Chao Jian didn't do any more shopping, and they didn't take a taxi back immediately. They found a leisure club and went to drink tea.

The club is located on the basement floor. There are many students, young couples are dating, friends are playing cards, and single people are holding laptops and surfing the Internet. A pot of tea can last a whole day.

Chen Yang took off his baseball cap and scratched his slightly damp hair. At the time by the river, he and Chao Jian were wearing the clothes given by Widow Zhou, but when they returned to the real world, they were in their original clothes.

And the shopping bag left in the inn returned to him.

Chen Yang looked through his backpack, but he didn't see anything in the mission world. He put the backpack aside and lay down on the soft sofa.

"The diamond is gone." Chen Yang said.

Chao Jian's gaze lifted from the phone screen and looked at him.

"I didn't bring it back." Chen Yang showed a puzzled expression, with a bit of unaware depression and heartache, "It shouldn't be, it's something from the real world, why is it also removed by the rules?"

Chao Jian scratched the phone screen with her fingertips: "If it's gone, it's gone."

"I just think it's a pity that there are so many." Chen Yang closed his eyes, he planned to stay here with Chao Jian for a while, finish dinner by the way, and go back to sleep directly.

There are many things to do after returning, but Chen Yang doesn't want to act for the time being, his mind needs to rest.

The scent of incense on the clothes enveloped Chen Yang, and his eyelids began to twitch.

"elder brother."

The unfamiliar voice and the familiar address made Chen Yang suddenly feel like he was looking around. It was a girl he didn't know, and there were two companions behind him.

Chen Yang sat up, his voice a little hoarse due to fatigue: "Huh? Is there something wrong?"

Clutching the phone, the girl asked Chen Yang in a low voice if he had WeChat, and if he could add it.

Chen Yang scratched his brows strangely. This kid didn't want to know Chao Jian who was opposite him, but he was afraid of the cold and irritated dangerous aura of the other party, so he didn't dare to strike up a conversation, so he wanted to turn a corner. Shall we do it?

It's not that Chen Yang lacks self-confidence, it's that his partner's looks are a little too high, and he's a handsome guy who is crushed to death.

"No." Chen Yang smiled.

The girl trotted back to her companions in disappointment. The three of them whispered something to each other, then quietly looked at Chen Yang and Chao Jian, their eyes wandered back and forth a few times.

The three girls ran away shyly, leaving behind a strong and clean scent of youth.

Chen Yang nestled back on the sofa, deeply moved. He sat here drinking tea with Chao Jian. From time to time, strangers from Qingcheng or outsiders passed by. No one would know that they had just returned from a mission.

The two worlds are both divided and have a strange sense of fusion.

"Hey." Chen Yang sighed unconsciously.

Chao Jian buckled the phone on the table: "What, regret it?"

Chen Yang was confused: "What do you regret?"

"You haven't gone far, you can catch up if you go out." Chao Jian's lips curled into an arc, coldly.

"Where are you thinking?" Chen Yang waved his hand: "The real purpose of that little girl is to add you."

Chao Jian looked at the person opposite, and heard him say with a smile: "With a handsome young man like you, I am an uncle and brother, and I am very ordinary."

The person who said this was leaning against the halo of the wall lamp, with clear eyebrows and eyes, high nose bridge, full raised lips, and half hazy and half soft outline. When he looked over, his eyes were half opened, covered by thick eyelashes, there was a little light in his eyes.

The whole person is like green grass in spring, it seems that you can smell a faint fragrance when you get closer, it is wild and natural.

Chao Jian suddenly sat back and squeezed her knuckles hard.

"Why do you sit so far away?" Chen Yang moved his back away from the sofa, leaned forward and lay down on the table. He picked up the small teacup and drank the tea in it in one gulp.

Zhao Jian spoke quickly, with a strong anger in his voice, which had the obvious meaning of scolding, quite annoying and fierce: "Can you keep your voice down while drinking tea?"

Chen Yang: "..."

He glanced at the boy who had somehow become irritable, and couldn't help but say, "Do you want ice cream?"

Zhao Jian paused when she pinched her fingers: "Don't eat."

"Let's eat some." Chen Yang scanned the QR code on the corner of the table with his mobile phone, poked it, and pointed the screen at him, "There are many kinds, all of which look delicious."

Chao Jian was indifferent.

Chen Yang said "Hey" in his heart, and wanted to buy it for his sister, but her sister was gone.

Forget it, boys may not like to eat sweet and greasy ice cream, just as Chen Yang finished thinking about it, the boy's voice that couldn't hear his emotions sounded in his ears: "Matcha."

Chen Yang immediately placed the order, he was momentarily stunned by the heavy satisfaction, he picked up the teapot to refill the tea: "I'm going to the bathroom, don't wander around."

After walking a few steps, Chen Yang turned around unconsciously and said, "I'll be back in a while."

Chao Jian pinched his fingers harder, the pain penetrated into his heart along the blood vessels, and his breathing numb for a moment.

"Get out." Chao Jian said.

"Why don't you get angry, let me say, I won't return..." Chen Yang's temper also became serious, his face turned cold, and before he finished speaking, the young man got up suddenly, without crutches, and walked directly to him before.

"Your left leg seems to be recovering well." Chen Yang focused all his attention on the smoothness of walking towards Jian, and couldn't hide his happiness.

After facing Jane for a moment, he turned and sat back on the sofa with a blank expression: "Why do you always say that?"

Chen Yang was stunned, did he always say it?Not impressed.

"'I'll be back in a while', these words annoy you?" Chen Yang's inquiring eyes fell on Chao Jian.

The wall lamp was not turned on towards Jane's seat, his face was covered by shadows, and there was a suffocating haze: "It was annoying before, and it is even more annoying now."

Chen Yang's thoughts were disturbed by his bladder, and he couldn't concentrate on communication work. He said anxiously: "I'll go to the bathroom first, and I'll talk about it when I come back."

After a few tasks, Chen Yang's senses were much more sensitive than before. As soon as he entered the bathroom, he smelled a smell, which was mixed with sandalwood fragrance and watery smell, which was not too obvious.

Chen Yang walked towards a row of urinals, and suddenly caught a sticky sound, and then, something in one of the compartments hit the top of the door panel, and there was a "bang".

Accompanied by a cat-like soft voice: "Mmm..."

Chen Yang twitched his mouth and turned on the water as if nothing had happened. He thought the compartment was still busy, but he didn't expect to hear the sound of the door being opened before his water was finished.

First, a handsome man with gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose came out, followed by a thin boy with a flushed face and a slightly swollen mouth.

The pair exchanged a fiery French kiss as they washed their hands, and they seemed to be getting nowhere in the cubicle, sticking together as they kissed.

Chen Yang's right hand has retired early, and in the past few years, he only had desires when he was bandaged by Chao Jian, and he was very ascetic at other times.

Now that he was caught off guard by the live broadcast, it made him a little overwhelmed, and it also made him more sure that he hadn't played for a long time, and he will do it when he has enough rest this time.

With an aggressive gaze, Chen Yang followed the gaze and met the man in the mirror. He straightened his clothes without changing his expression, and walked to the sink next to the door to wash his hands.

"Baby, go back and flirt again." The man held down the twitching boy and pulled him out.

The boy mumbled something distractedly, and the man pinched his nose and teased him, and the relationship between the two was very good.

As soon as Chen Yang stopped washing his hands, he took out something from his trousers pocket. It was a special business card with only a serial number and a big doll bear on it.

The business card of dating a gun is designed so fresh and childlike.

The man stuffed the business card very skillfully, Chen Yang threw the business card into the trash without much thought.

When Chen Yang returned to his seat, the shock from the two people in the bathroom had not completely dissipated. He looked at Chao Jian who was sitting across from him, and blurted out: "Do you want to fall in love?"

Just as Chao Jian took a bite of ice cream, he heard that his hand holding the spoon trembled, and the surface of the spoon scratched his palate, causing him to "hiss" in pain.

"Why are you asking this?" Chao Jian put down the spoon and frowned at Chen Yang.

"Just ask." Chen Yang said, "If you don't answer, you won't..."

Chao Jian: "Think."

Chen Yang really only brought up this topic when his head got hot. He didn't expect Chao Jian to reply with a word or two, so the other party's response made him dumbfounded.

I want to fall in love, something welled up in Chen Yang's heart, and it drifted away in the blink of an eye, leaving only a surging sense of curiosity.

Before, Chao Jian didn't seem to show this kind of thought, neither indirect nor direct, she looked like a love insulator, what's the matter now, did she come into contact with some temptation recently, and her love affair started?

Chen Yang supported his head with one hand, and asked with a smile, "Then what do you like?"

Chao Jian: "The waist is soft."

"..." Chen Yang almost choked on his own saliva, the boy's answer surprised him again, he said, "No more?"

Chao Jian continued to eat ice cream, and said lightly, "Legs look good."

Chen Yang made up his mind, he wanted to have a soft waist and good-looking legs, the hardware requirements were strict: "What about the looks?"

Chao Jian said nothing.

Chen Yang waited for a while but didn't get an answer. When he decided to turn the topic over, he said a word to Jian in a leisurely manner.

"I like it." Chao Jian said.

Chen Yang was stunned for a moment, it really was the mentality and thinking of young people, when describing the person he likes, the words he used were simple and vulgar but not lacking in beauty, and his expressions were different from usual.

"Why do you ask this?"

The voice on the other side made Chen Yang's eyelids twitch. He was stunned by the scene in the bathroom, but he couldn't tell Chao Jian these things.

Chen Yang's eyes fluttered: "With your condition, it's very easy to find an ideal partner."

Chao Jian stared at him for a moment: "You are the only one in my life circle."

Chen Yang nodded: "Indeed, if we don't take off the identity of the tasker for a day, we will suffer for another day. We are trapped in an invisible frame and can't do anything wholeheartedly. It's very uncomfortable to look forward and backward. Only when we get rid of it completely can we get rid of it." Live well."

"boom"

Chao Jian threw the spoon on the table: "I won't eat."

Chen Yang took a look at the ice cream that he had just eaten a few bites: "It costs 40 yuan for three, why don't you eat it after a break?"

Chao Jane’s temples swelled: “talking to you, I have a stomachache.”

Chen Yang: "..."

He thought to himself, this person's condition is out of control, and if he wants to fall in love but can't, it will make things worse.

Looking at the fatherly love that was about to overflow in Chen Yang's eyes, Chao Jian twitched his forehead violently, and asked abruptly, "Have you never thought about it?"

Chen Yang understood what Chao Jian asked, and he said without concealment: "At first I didn't want to, but now I don't dare to think about it."

This topic seems to have been mentioned before, but I forgot who I mentioned it to.

It is really difficult for taskers to fall in love.

Like Wu Yu, she found a very powerful partner to be her boyfriend. After the other party died, all the traces of existence in this world were cleaned up. Only she remembered their related memories. She had to bear her and the other party's hopes , to paralyze myself and continue to walk down.

"My ability can't support me to do tasks while thinking about love and love. It's terrible to be distracted in the task world. I'm afraid that I will kill myself and harm others and myself." Chen Yang said rationally, "I want to go to the end."

"In the end, there will be everything." He added subconsciously.

Looking down at the light green ice cream at Jane, he was silent for a moment, picked up the spoon on the table, wiped it with a paper towel, and then ate the ice cream, moving slowly.

Chen Yang looked at the pleasing scene in front of him, and the scene of the kissing couple in the bathroom ran out uncontrollably.

That boy was about the same age as Chao Jian, Chen Yang couldn't help but wonder what it would be like for Chao Jian to kiss someone.

"……"I'm mad.

Chen Yang supported his forehead, and slid his hands down to cover his face.

Stretching towards Jane's foot under the table, Chen Yang pressed his knee against him: "Are you thinking about something evil?"

Chen Yang pretended not to hear.

"By the way, what I talked about before going to the bathroom..." Chen Yang's voice stopped, he remembered the fantasy in the attic of the town, Chao Jian was so annoying to say that sentence, could it be that brother also often said that Bar?

Chen Yang felt that the possibility was not small. Since those words were forbidden by Chao Jian, he had to pay attention to avoid aggravating the other party's condition.

"Actually, most of the time I said it casually, probably a new mantra." After Chen Yang finished speaking uncertainly, he said with a serious expression, "I will try not to say it in the future."

Chao Jian smiled, "Your credit value is negative."

"Negative?" Chen Yang couldn't believe it, "I haven't broken my promise to you, have I?"

After knowing that his memory is good and bad, he can't speak too hard, so he changed a safe way: "Even if there is, it will not exceed one hand."

Zhao Jian bit the spoon and stared at him: "I say negative is negative."

Chen Yang laughed angrily at Chao Jian's childish words and deeds, and he also stared at him: "You made it clear that you framed me."

Chao Jian took down the spoon, with a cold creamy smell in his breath, he sneered: "There will be evidence."

"Okay, then I'll wait." Chen Yang folded his arms.

The two of you look at me, I look at you, and they look at each other. The turbulent air around them is suppressed instantly, and they float slowly.

Chen Yang lay down at the table drinking tea, after two cups, his eyelids were about to droop again, just when he was about to close his eyes, a voice from Chao Jian came from the opposite side: "You talk about yourself, I'm bothering with mine. "

It took a while before Chen Yang understood what Chaojian was referring to.

At three o'clock in the morning, Chen Yang woke up. Lying on the bed, he realized a phenomenon in his heart.

Every time Chen Yang came back from the mission world, he had to catch up on sleep, and the time for him to catch up was less and less each time.

Chen Yang didn't know whether this was a good phenomenon or a bad phenomenon. He turned on the air conditioner and looked at the night outside the window. His brain had rested enough and it was time to work, so he picked out the doubts arising from the fifth task one by one.

In fact, Ge Fei's ability to become the target of the mission is subtly similar to Chao Jian's blood energy initiation ceremony in the first mission.

For the part of the first task, Chen Yang couldn't figure out why the ceremony was for the blessing of the Yi clan and needed the blood of the descendants of the Yi clan, so why did Chao Jian's blood meet the requirements.

In the last link of the fifth mission, Chen Yang also couldn't figure it out, Ge Fei was not alone in the mission world, he still had relatives there.

Chen Yang chewed his lips and thought, Ge Fei is a big information point, it seems that from this moment on, something about the whole mission background is unfolding to him little by little.

Not only Ge Fei, but also Zhuzhu, she said that she went to the town when she was a child.

Chen Yang touched the phone from the pillow and pressed it on. He searched the Internet for small towns in the Republic of China, ancient towns, Gao Degui, Qijia Inn... tried every keyword he could think of, but found nothing.

Chen Yang searched again for living sacrifices, the curse of living beings, and the name fish. This time he found a lot of things, various and shocking, but not like the small town.

The light from the phone screen turned Chen Yang's swollen face blue from sleep. He was thinking about something in his heart, but he couldn't hold the phone steady, and fell to his face with a "slap", which felt so painful that his soul was numb.

Chen Yang turned off the phone and threw it back to the bed, rubbed his face, even though he couldn't find anything on the Internet, he still kept the guess that "there was that nameless town many years ago in the real world" and kept it in his heart.

After all, there are three bridges and train stations in the mission world, and so do the real world.

Chen Yang turned sideways and looked at the sleeping boy by the moonlight. He decided to have a heart-to-heart talk with him tomorrow and tell all his secrets.

do as promised.

There was green smoke from the incense burner beside the bed, and the smell was very strong. Chen Yang smelled the smell and thought of the painter, and then he thought of something casually, and sat up suddenly.

He couldn't bring back the diamond that the painter gave him, but he did bring back the notebook that Wang Kuanyou gave him.

Chen Yang thought of a bold idea, his breathing became short, and his ears were buzzing.

When Chen Yang came back to his senses, he had already climbed from Chao Jian's body to the outside with both hands and feet, kneeling on the edge of the bed with one leg, stepping on the ground with the other leg, and reaching the backpack on the table with his arm.

Chen Yang turned on the bedside light, and took out his little notebook for keeping clues and Wang Kuanyou's notebook from his backpack.

I flipped through the small book first, and all the phone numbers left by the artist on it were exactly the same as those in Chen Yang's mind.

Chen Yang flipped through his notebook again, he quickly flipped to the artist's page, and looked at the last line.

The number written by the artist...not the one in the little book.

All numbers are wrong.

Chen Yang's fingers holding the paper were trembling, and the back of his head felt numb as he stared at the string of unimpressive numbers.

He was almost certain that this was the correct number.

Chen Yang dialed the string of numbers, and a familiar hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, who is it?"

The numbness rushed from the back of Chen Yang's head to his back, his throat was dry and tight, and he swallowed his saliva before making a sound: "I'm Chen Yang."

There was a dead silence on the phone.

Afterwards, there was the crisp sound of the glass falling to the ground, accompanied by the artist's extremely excited and tentative voice: "You are really..."

"I am, wait a minute, let's all calm down, and I will call you later."

After Chen Yang finished speaking, he hung up. He closed the thick notebook, stroked the black cover, and felt a turmoil in his heart.

At the beginning, Chen Yang wrote down the address of Chen Xishuang's hometown in his notebook. After completing the task, he returned to the real world to search and found that the village really existed.

Chen Yang thought that the reason why Chen Xishuang's contact information revealed in the mission world had not been tampered with was because he was dead. At that time, he was in the form of a ghost, and what he was facing was the set of rules of ghosts, which was different from that of living missionaries. .

Only then did Chen Yang realize that Chen Xishuang's contact information had not been tampered with, the reason was not on him, the reason was...

Chen Yang's movement of stroking the cover of the notebook stopped. The number he memorized and the one on the small notebook had changed, only the one on this notebook was not disturbed.

There is only one way to explain this strange situation.

Notebooks are a thing of the task world.

Chen Yang's mouth was dry, and Wang Kuanyou said that a teammate gave him the notebook, and there were already five notes in it at that time.

And the first notebook belonged to old man Li, but the notebook is not necessarily his, and it is not ruled out that he picked it up from someone else.

The notebook wandered between different task worlds and different taskers. It was full of death and hope, and it fell into Chen Yang's hands.

Chen Yang took the leg that was on the ground to the bed, and changed from kneeling to sitting. The six taskers who left notes before him were all dead. He didn't know how the first owner took the book. in the real world.

A layer of cold sweat broke out in Chen Yang's back at some point, there was so much follow-up information for the fifth mission.

He couldn't help thinking, since the dead things in the mission world can appear in the real world...

What about living things?Is it also possible?

Chen Yang called the painter again, and this time both of them were much calmer.

The point painter was still awake. He was sitting in a dark study, with an empty red wine bottle, an opened medicine bottle and a pile of incense on the table.

When the phone rang, the artist didn't want to pick it up. His head hurt a lot, and his mind was full of bloody clips related to the first mission. There seemed to be screams of panic and pain in his ears. Fa Xiao and his friends were calling for help like him. But there was nothing he could do, all he could do was watch them die.

The painter wanted to press the phone, but his nervous system was a little disturbed and he pressed the wrong button.

When the phone was connected, the painter asked who it was with a world-weary mentality. He never expected that it was the savior who called. Fortunately, he answered the call.

Thank God.

"Chen Yang, it's great that we can get in touch." The painter rarely showed his emotions and was very fragile.

"Yeah." Chen Yang didn't reveal the matter of the notebook lightly, only said that there was a bug in the rules, "You're very lucky."

The painter laughed with a choked voice: "I built a large number of Hope Primary Schools and funded a number of college students to start businesses. The charity part is more attentive than painting, just to let God take care of me a little bit."

"Obviously God has taken care of you." Chen Yang chatted briefly with the artist for a while, and made an appointment for a time and place to meet tomorrow.

"Are you done?"

A hoarse and deep voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Chen Yang quickly collected his scattered thoughts: "I'm done."

Chen Yang lay back on the bed, summarized what happened just now, including the source of the notebook, and the answer was the sound of even breathing. He shook the air conditioner helplessly, leaned his arms behind his head, and continued to organize his thoughts.

Not long after, there was a crackling sound on the glass window, and it began to rain.

Chen Yang closed the curtains, and he got out of bed and went to the living room. 03 slept soundly in his nest. He was sleeping on his back with his legs up, his white belly undulating slightly, and his two paws stretched out on both sides.

When the rain hit the balcony, Chen Yang originally wanted to bring the flower pots of Sun Wenjun and Chao Jian to the corner, but he took a pot on a whim and put it on the clothes drying rack that was propped out.

The rain clattered into the basin.

Chen Yang stood on the balcony watching the rainy night, his mind was extremely clear and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Wait until the sun rises, what should I have for breakfast? Chen Xishuang still has some Artemisia Baba that Chen Xishuang’s grandparents gave. Chen Yang pulled the hanger above his head and thought, then he would cook a pot of millet porridge, fry a tomato and an egg, and then shoot A cucumber should be enough.

The mobile phone in Chen Yang's pocket suddenly rang. Before he took out the mobile phone, he guessed that the person looking for him was either Sun Wenjun or Wu Yu, but it turned out to be that guy Xiang Dong.

Xiang Dong also woke up, and he sent a voice to ask if he could come to have breakfast.

Chen Yang didn't return, he took the basin back from the drying rack, and the rainwater that was almost full in the basin swayed with his movements, spilling out a little.

"Those two people's flower pots are very gloomy. One is a branch with a leaf hanging on it, and the other is a seed that may have been blocked. What's the use of me collecting rainwater for them?" Chen Yang said to himself. , Shaking his head and going back to the living room, he took out his mobile phone and sent Xiang Dong a message.

【You do it. 】

Chen Yang sent another message, he asked Xiang Dong to buy some fried dough sticks and soy milk when he came to the east, and he designated the store he often went to.

A bunch of red envelopes were sent back eastward.

Chen Yang was ordering red envelopes, when he caught a glimpse of a figure at the door from the corner of the eye, he was startled: "Why did you come out?"

Chao Jian didn't answer but asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'll see how the dog is doing, and I'll catch a basin of rainwater for watering the flowers." Chen Yang threw his phone on the sofa, "By the way, Xiang Dong wants to come for breakfast."

The boy at the door said nothing.

Chen Yang had gotten used to his partner being able to stand without crutches, he said softly, "Tomorrow we are going to meet the painter, so we just called Xiang Dong, and the four of us have a chat together."

The boy at the door still didn't make any sound.

Chen Yang panicked in his heart, he walked over lightly: "What's wrong? Didn't sleep well?" The room was lit with incense, so that's not the case.

Chao Jian's expression was blurred, and her breath contained restraint: "I'm having a nightmare."

Chen Yang was taken aback: "You haven't had any nightmares in the past two months, why this time...is it because you just came back?"

"Go back to the room, I'll lie down with you." Chen Yang saw the young man was not moving, so he grabbed his cold arm, pressed it with his thumb, and patted his four fingers. This small gesture coaxed and comforted him.

She stood for a while at Jane, then turned and went back to her room.

Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and while walking behind, he thought that the condition of Chao Jian's left leg had improved, but the mental illness hadn't improved at all.

This time when Chao Jian came back, she didn't even take any medicine.

Chen Yang walked to the side of the bed worriedly. He collected himself and said to Chao Jian who was lying on the outer edge: "You can sleep inside, I will just lie outside."

Chao Jane didn't move.

Chen Yang didn't say any more, he crawled inside and lay down.

Since they lived together, every day when they slept, Chaojian was outside and he was inside, which seemed to form a fixed pattern.

Chen Yang was not sleepy at first, but somehow he yawned while lying down.

Not long after, the person beside the bed leaned over to Jane, curled up with her long arms and legs, and tilted her head to his shoulder.

Regarding Chao Jian's closeness when sleeping, Chen Yang has no other discomfort except for a little itchy neck. He has already lived together for several months, and he has long been immune to it unconsciously.

The young man put his arm up, but Chen Yang still didn't feel uncomfortable.

After a while, the arm around Chen Yang's waist was retracted, his slender fingers clinging to his waist and hips, the legs came up, clamped his feet, and hugged him like a doll.

Chen Yang: "..."

This is a little uncomfortable.