eyes outside the box

The early summer wind, through the wide-open windows, brings the moist air outside the windows into the house.

The rain outside the window is soft and gentle, with the persistence of washing everything, soaking the earth little by little.

Duan Jiuze didn't intend to close the window, he just looked at everything outside the window with appreciation.

The continuous drizzle, the green trees, the dripping eaves, and the small courtyard with water, all of these, in the eyes of Duan Jiuze, are so cute that they have never met before.

Duan Jiuze knew that he would soon know the answer, knowing what the end of the plane was.

Duan Jiuze is not sure, what is the final answer, is it a better reality, or the worst ending?

A feeling of wanting to find the answer, but also shrinking slightly like nostalgia, made it difficult for Duan Jiuze to calm down.

It's a slightly ambivalent psychology.It seems to be a crazy game between reason and impulse, but Duan Jiuze is in a delicate balance.

"Zeze, grandma made you your favorite dried radish. The radish is so crispy and sweet, and the outside is wrapped with your favorite chili powder. When you have nothing to do, you can use it as a snack. When there is no food, You can have porridge."

The door was wide open, and the gray-haired old man was holding a transparent glass jar full of dried radishes, slightly arched his back, squinted his eyes with a smile, and walked in front of Duan Jiuze while talking.

Before putting the glass jar on the desk, the old man carefully took the paper to cushion it.

Duan Jiuze looked at the glass jar full of dried radishes, stretched out a hand, gently covered the lid of the jar, and sincerely said to the old man in front of him, "Thank you."

The old man patted Duan Jiuze's hand on the cover, as if whispering, he leaned closer and said, "Your father also likes to eat, but I didn't make it for him. He is loved by his wife. My grandson now has Grandma hurts. When my grandson grows older and finds a wife, grandma will love my great-grandson. You won’t be able to eat dried radishes either. Haha.”

Duan Jiuze didn't dislike such sincere affection. At this moment, seeing the old man's cute child-like expression, he smiled slightly and didn't refute.

"Grandma knows that you have little vacation and are busy with work. Remember to come back to see grandma when you have a long vacation in the future. Grandma will also make delicious dried radish for you. You must like it."

Looking at the smiling eyes of the old man, Duan Jiuze nodded: "Yeah."

The rain outside the window is still soft and fine.

The road was slippery, and Duan Jiuze stood under the eaves, opened his umbrella, and refused the old man's far-off.

Walking out of the small courtyard alone, Duan Jiuze turned his head, looked at the old man who was still smiling, waved his hand, and then took the bag with dried radishes and got on the car back to the city.

There is no direct road from the town to the airport, so you have to take a car to the city first. In addition to the soft rainy weather, Duan Jiuze took the car for more than two hours this time.

When he arrived in the city, Duan Jiuze found a courier point, took out his mobile phone, looked through the address, and sent the dried radish to Duan Zhongming.

After that, it was a slow process, and waited in the airport lobby before the arrival point.

Although Duan Jiuze didn't show it on the surface, in his heart, he was looking forward to the moment when he got on the plane.

What kind of historic moment would that be?What kind of interesting, or weird things will happen?How incredible would it be?What kind of unexpected?

However, the premise of finding the answer is that Duan Jiuze really wants to board the plane, and will not go to the next world because of the obstruction of the white fog.

Looking at the timetable in agony, waiting for the reminder to board the plane, finally——

"Passengers heading to Shenzhen..."

Duan Jiuze stood up and walked towards the boarding gate step by step, while paying attention to everything around him.

Close, close, close again.

The sound of footsteps in the passage was chaotic, sometimes mixed with the voices of people talking in low voices, all of which showed that Duan Jiuze was not alone in this space.

Everything is normal, and the sound of disorderly footsteps makes Duan Jiuze feel at ease—at least he was not directly brought into the next world.

Until sitting in the seat, until the plane took off, Duan Jiuze was still alert, excited, and waiting.

The child who has been crying since entering the cabin is still sobbing; the passenger next to him who asked for a blanket has gradually fallen asleep; the boy reading a book in front of him turns the pages from time to time, making the paper occasionally make a crisp sound...

Everything was very normal. Even when the plane landed in Shenzhen, the passengers had gradually left. Duan Jiuze was still tense, waiting for the answer that had always been in his heart to appear.

"Sir, we have arrived at our destination."

Hearing the urging voice, Duan Jiuze turned his head in a daze, and looked out of the window through the small window.

Has the plane... landed yet?

Picking up his coat and leaving his seat, Duan Jiuze walked out of the cabin step by step.

Nothing happened, everything was very normal, even the white mist that had been worrying about in the previous few worlds did not appear.

Duan Jiuze couldn't figure it out, what went wrong?Or missed a key point?

Isn't the plane the point?Still running out of time?

Is it because I don't have enough time in this world, so I get on the plane and nothing happens at all, is that right?

Or, to find the answer, you must get the help of Yang Bowen. Only after getting in touch with Yang Bowen can you find the answer you have been looking for after getting on the plane?

Duan Jiuze stood in the airport lobby, among the people coming and going, looking around in a daze, but couldn't find anyone to confide in.

Obviously, it is related to whether to board the plane or not. Why, when I got on the plane regardless of everything, the plane just landed like this?

Is there no answer?Or are you just looking in the wrong direction?

Duan Jiuze walked towards the outside of the airport step by step, until he saw the blue sky, Duan Jiuze raised his hand to cover the glare.

In my heart, I keep telling myself: Duan Jiuze, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, calm down, calm down...

Find Yang Bowen first, get in touch with Yang Bowen, and try again, whether the plane is the final answer.

As for finding Yang Bowen, what if he boarded the plane but still couldn't get out of the cycle... Duan Jiuze temporarily refused to think about this question.

After calming down temporarily, Duan Jiuze began to think rationally about what he was going to do next.

Because in the previous few worlds, Duan Jiuze already knew that Yang Bowen may not be by his side, nor may he be the same age as him, so when he returned to his personal residence, Duan Jiuze first checked to see if there was a person with Yang Bowen by his side, and then he understood In this world, among my classmates from childhood to adulthood, is there a person named Yang Bowen?

It's just that, obviously, no such luck.

Duan Jiuze could only keep looking for Yang Bowen like in the previous world.

The first place to look for was naturally the orphanage.It's just that Duan Jiuze has been to many orphanages, large and small, but he has not found Yang Bowen.

During this period, the white mist never appeared.

It seems that this is a world that is too ordinary, as if Duan Jiuze lived like this from the beginning.

"Duan, get off work at six in the afternoon, and the company wants to have dinner together."

Duan Jiuze was in the company's rest area, holding a cup of hot water, nodded to the leader who was speaking, and responded.

It's the end of the year again, and everyone has to go to the company dinner.In the past three years, almost every form of dinner gathering has been a fixed pastime, eating - KTV.

Duan Jiuze and his colleagues entered the designated large box No. 888, found a small corner to sit at random, and watched a group of young people singing, playing board games, playing billiards, and drinking...

Occasionally, due to some needs, the waiters brought snacks or fruit platters into the box, and left quickly after putting them down.

Duan Jiuze looked at it for a while, then looked away bored, ready to go out for a walk.

The passage is very long, with many curves. Sometimes, when Duan Jiuze makes a turn, he happens to come across a certain box where a few women in revealing clothes pull their shoulder straps and come out of the box with a teasing smile.

Even sometimes, some waiters will come out of the box with disheveled clothes and blushing faces.

Duan Jiuze didn't understand these things, so he didn't care about them.

But when he passed a certain fork, in the blink of an eye, he seemed to see someone dragging a familiar figure into the box.

Yang Bowen...?

The figure seemed to be Yang Bowen.

Duan Jiuze frowned secretly for a while, and then approached the box.

It may be that the sound insulation of the box is good, or the music is too loud, Duan Jiuze couldn't hear the voices inside, so he stood outside the door, stretched out a hand, and when he was about to open the door of the box, the door opened from the inside .

Yang Bowen blushed with shame and indignation, still clutching his clothes with one hand, and was about to go out when he saw Duan Jiuze stretching out his hand.

Duan Jiuze looked at Yang Bowen quietly, just like they used to get along, calm and focused.

Yang Bowen's appearance is still very young, even with some childishness that has not faded away.He seems to be between a young man and a teenager, and his eyes are still clean and clear—in this complex KTV environment, such a seductive temperament can either arouse people's desire for protection, or arouse people's desire for protection. Sadism, after all, is not much safer.

I don't know how long Yang Bowen has worked here, and he has encountered such things several times.

"Who's at the door? That little boy, hurry up and pour wine for your father!..."

The people behind were still muttering obscenities, but Duan Jiuze and Yang Bowen didn't seem to hear them.

Yang Bowen's eyes were still clear, but the moment he saw Duan Jiuze, there was some emotion, but Duan Jiuze couldn't tell what it was.

It may be that I have seen a lot of Yang Bowen's purely dependent eyes in the previous world, so Duan Jiuze is not very comfortable with Yang Bowen who walks in society and expresses his emotions through his eyes.

However, none of this matters.

The important thing is that Duan Jiuze finally found Yang Bowen, found Yang Bowen who might be the key.

The hand that was stretched out to open the door naturally turned into a gesture of inviting Yang Bowen. Duan Jiuze looked into Yang Bowen's eyes, and said softly in this noisy environment, "Let's go."

Yang Bowen was still holding the door with one hand, and the other hand that was holding onto the clothes was slowly placed in Duan Jiuze's hand.

Ignoring the abuse and noise from the people in the box, Duan Jiuze took Yang Bowen and walked straight to the elevator, ready to go home.

"Eh? Yang Bowen, where are you going?"

"This guest..."

"Yang Bowen..."

All the voices are not important anymore, only the hands that are holding me are still warm and real.

Yang Bowen followed Duan Jiuze's footsteps, all the complexities in his heart were covered by his slightly drooping eyes.

KTV is still noisy, the night is still very long.