Strangers

"Have you lost your memory?" Qi Xie looked up at him.

"After you die, it seems like a lifetime away." Ding Li said.

"I'm not dead yet." Qi Xie corrected, "Do you remember the story I told you about the blood algae?"

Ding Li nodded.

"Last time, it was said that a group of people survived incognito. In order to prevent the matter of longevity from being exposed again, the elders secretly established rules. Whenever a baby is born in the clan, they will set the age of birth in hexagrams, and send it when the time comes. Assassinated by special personnel, and forged the illusion of a normal death, this has escaped the catastrophe of genocide for generations, and has survived to this day."

Ding Li's brain finally restarted: "You mean that Mr. Zeng happens to be the descendant of algal blood?"

"That's right." Qi Xie nodded, "He didn't know where he learned about this two months ago, and when he realized that he was near the end of his life, he felt unwilling, and guessed that the family had been like this for thousands of years. It was inevitable that he would be doomed, so he made a crazy plan to destroy the ship and feign death."

Ding Lin hummed: "I didn't expect him to succeed in the end."

Qi Xie smiled: "No."

Ding Li raised his eyes: "Why?"

"Do you know who the killer is?" Qi Xie asked.

Ding Li had no idea.

"The person who lurked by his side from the beginning to the end, the person who stayed until the end despite the evacuation of the whole ship..." Qi Xie reminded him unhurriedly while drinking water.

Ding Li said, "That woman!"

"So she disappeared after falling into the water, so that she can continue to complete the task." Qi Xie said.

"But it is also possible that she is really dead." Ding Li said.

"No." Qi Xie was determined.

"How do you know?" Ding Li asked.

"Because I know everything." Qi Xie laughed, "By the way, the blood algae has a name, it's called Yongwu."

"Never..." Ding Li murmured and repeated.

"I really don't know if it's never a day of death, or a day of never peace." Qi Xie looked out the window at the setting sun.

The two were chatting, and before they realized that night had fallen, they went downstairs to have dinner, and Qi Xie sat down on the tea table by the window, brewing two cups of sweet-scented osmanthus tea.

Ding Li on the opposite side looked at him quietly.

"When Li Lingshan went back, I said I would thank you when things were over." Qi Xie added some rock candy for him.

Ding Li shook the cup: "I remember."

Qi Xie picked up the teacup: "First, thank you for taking care of you for many years, second, thank you for your generosity and tolerance, and third, thank you for putting your life in exchange. A friend is like a king, Chen has no regrets in this life, first use tea instead of wine, chat Express your heart."

After finishing speaking, he swallowed a mouthful.

Ding Li smiled wryly: "How can I be so good."

"I said yes, and there is." Qi Xie was firm.

"And you are not the one who sacrificed his life in the end..." Ding Li whispered.

"Didn't we say that if there was danger, you pushed me out to block it?" Qi Xie laughed.

Ding Li lowered his head and did not speak.

"Actually, I don't know whether I should come back this trip." Qi Xie said suddenly.

Ding Li looked up: "What do you mean?"

"I entered the Guixin Hall."

The opposite side was taken aback.

"Boss Xun didn't threaten me with anything, I'm going there myself." Qi Xie added.

"Why." Ding Li frowned.

"Because I have something to ask from him." Qi Xie flipped the porcelain lid of the tea bowl, "You are also aware of my abnormality. I lied to you when I told you that I didn't know the reason. In fact, this is a kind of "liance". Abnormal disease, if left unchecked, I can only live for another three years at most."

Ding Li was stunned, looking straight at him, only then did he realize later, remembering the seemingly heroic throwing of gold in the casino, and the faint pain of wanting to exchange intoxication for sadness on the wine table, he couldn't help but gradually calmed down. tight.

"I wanted to live and die, so I planned to live like this day by day until I die, but..." Qi Xie's words stopped for a while, "But now, like Mr. Zeng, I don't want to accept my fate. "

"Can this disease be cured?" Ding Li asked immediately.

"Yes." Qi Xie said lightly, "Guixintang can cure it."

Ding Li was silent for a moment.

Qi Xie looked at the lush trees outside the window, and said in a calm tone, "It's not just two or three doses of medicine that will cure your illness, it needs long-term conditioning, so I work for Boss Xun, and he finds someone to treat me, and both parties get what they need. And they promise not to arrange too much troublesome work, just do clerical work in the office, work from [-] to [-], and have complete freedom outside of eight hours, the only requirement is that I have to stay in the Shanghai headquarters.”

"Shanghai?" Ding Li repeated.

Qi Xie nodded: "Boss Xun allows me to rest for a period of time, and it won't be too late to go to the headquarters to join the job when I think it's okay."

Ding Li weighed the situation: "Is it dangerous to follow someone like him?"

"Actually, you have seen him." Qi Xie took a sip of tea, "'Old Li' on the Southern Star."

Ding Li was quite surprised: "He is——!"

"That night, their table was filled with people from Guixintang, including that Confucian-like old Tang who was actually Boss Xun's military advisor."

Ding Li lowered his head in frustration: "So our every move at that time was under their watchful eyes, including the kidnapping Fangxun?"

"You can say that." Qi Xie refilled the hot tea for him, "Boss Xun didn't approve of Mr. Zeng's plan from the beginning, but deliberately didn't mention it, and threw it to me as it is, just to see how I would deal with this matter." case."

Ding Li seemed to understand something.

"It's not to punish you, but to take care of you." Qi Xie said in a deep voice, "Assistant Qian never planned to do anything to the three of you. The reason why he arranged this series of cases is just to make me feel good enough to be used by Boss Xun."

Ding Li murmured: "'Guixin' Hall."

"It's well deserved." Qi Xie said.

The room was silent for a while.

Ding Li thought of something again: "They have spent so much manpower and material resources for you in the past two months, and they specially arranged for the third young master. They also clearly stated that you are a talent at the wine table. I think you will be reused by Boss Xun sooner or later, but return to your heart. The water in the hall is so deep, once you wade in, it will be very difficult to get out even if you are cured.”

"It's true, so I hesitated again and again." Qi Xie said slowly, "But now we can only take one step at a time. After all, no one can cure Li's illness except them."

Ding Li stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, a faint throb came from his fingertips, and he tried his forehead again, but it was only warm.

"Boss Xun got someone to prescribe the medicine yesterday, and he's already feeling better after taking it." Qi Xie smiled.

Ding Li sighed softly, and asked again: "Which hospital did you live in before, didn't they dissect you?"

"Guixintang has a private research institute, which specializes in strange diseases related to strange things. They picked me up that day and took me to Shanghai by helicopter."

"Really." Ding Li raised his chin, "The treatment is really good, and there is a private doctor and a special plane to pick him up."

"It's very good. They also gave me a villa, and I can live in it directly after I join the job."

"Then I will go too." Ding Li said.

"Okay." Qi Xie said with a smile, "If you are free, you can come to me anytime, with food, lodging and travel expenses included."

"I'm going to Shanghai too." Ding Li said it again, but with a different meaning.

Qi Xie seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and rejected his request: "It's not necessary."

"It is necessary." Ding Li looked determined, "Anyway, your villa is so big, just give me one."

"That's why I don't know whether I should come back." Qi Xie looked at the tea bowl, "I sometimes think that it might be better to let you think I just died like this."

Ding Li glared at him immediately: "It's not good at all!"

Qi Xie said nothing, quietly watching the foam on the tea soup.

"There is only one person like you in this world..." Ding Li suddenly hoarse, "If you die, I don't know where to find the second one..."

Qi Xie let out a relaxed smile: "Actually, there are quite a lot of people like me in Guixintang."

"You are the only one in my heart..." Ding Li seemed to mutter to himself but was extremely firm.

One sentence, two meanings, Qi Xie didn't know which one to understand.

So he crossed his legs, and changed his indifferent tone: "What have you been doing these days?"

"Nothing." Ding Li said sullenly, "Just stay at home."

"Why don't you go back to work? Assistant Qian should have taken care of everything."

"I don't want to go." Ding Li whispered.

Qi Xie looked at his obviously thinned cheeks, picked up the tea bowl and leaned back in the chair: "I'll make it for you if you want to eat tomorrow."

Ding Li blinked his eyes twice.

"Twice-cooked pork? Braised fish? Or spicy chicken?"

The other side swallowed.

"Then do the same one day." Qi Xie relaxedly flipped the bowl lid.

Ding Li struggled in his heart for a long time: "Forget it, you should take a good rest for a few days, and I will cook."

"Do you use a crucible and an alcohol lamp?" Qi Xie laughed.

"Don't look down on me." Ding Li looked serious, "I have been cooking for myself all year in the United States."

"How does it feel to have food poisoning?"

"I didn't get poisoned, and I learned Italian cooking from a French girl."

"Why don't you learn Sichuan cuisine from a Cantonese chef?"

"The girl said it was delicious."

"Don't take people's polite words seriously."

"If you don't believe me, I'll burn it for you tomorrow."

"Okay." Qi Xie smiled, "Anyway, I can't die with my physique."

"Ah Jing."

"what."

"Ah Jing." Ding Li looked at him.

Qi Xie looked sideways: "There is something to talk about."

"It's okay..." Ding Li's tone gradually sank, "I've been sitting here these days, and I've called Ah Jing many times, but I've never heard an answer... I thought that no one would answer these two words again. ..."

"In the Southern Dynasty, Zhong Rong commented on the poems of Jin Sikong and Zhang Hua in "Poetry", saying: Although he is famous in the past, but he is sparse and bright, he still hates his sons and daughters. .

Ding Li frowned slightly: "What the hell."

"You still don't understand?" Qi Xie patted him on the shoulder across the tea table, and explained indiscriminately, "It means that you have to be a little more casual! Don't be silly!"

"I didn't whine!" Ding Li angrily blocked him.

Qi Harmony haha ​​twice.

Ding Li continued righteously: "I thought you would never come back again, so I returned the apartment you originally rented!"

"I know." Qi Xie looked at a room full of unopened moving cardboard boxes.

"So I have no place to live now." Ding Li said confidently.

"Then you can stay here, anyway, I'm going to Shanghai." Qi Xie said.

"Then what are we going to do tonight?" Ding Li asked.

"Why don't you just go back to grandma's house?" Qi Xie thought, "No, she must be scared to death seeing you now."

Ding Li stroked the stubble on his face: "It shouldn't be."

"Otherwise, rock-paper-scissors, the loser will sleep on the sofa." Qi Xie raised his fist.

"There's no need for paper scissors, I'll sleep on the sofa." Ding Li said.

Qi Xie smiled: "As long as you don't get too hot in the middle of the night."

In the middle of the night, a figure was standing in the dark door frame with a pillow in his hand.

"It's so hot..." Ding Li rubbed his eyes and yawned.

Qi Xie sat up from the bed: "Then you come in and turn on the air conditioner, I'll sleep in the living room."

"Turn on the air conditioner together..." Ding Li fell down next to him, reached out and groped for a long time on the bedside table to press the remote control.

Qi Xie sat there and looked at him.

"Go to sleep..." Ding Li pulled him down, and put his arms and legs on his body by the way.

Qi Xie threw him down, and Ding Li persevered to catch him up: "You are cool."

Qi Xie turned his head: "It's cooler in the refrigerator, do you want to freeze you in pieces?"

"Don't worry." Ding Li closed his eyes, "I'm not an upright gentleman, Liu Xiahui, if I wanted to do something with you, I would have done it long ago."

Qi Xie smiled: "Yes."

Ding Li gave a long hum.

"But it's still heavy!" Qi Xie kicked him aside.

"Hmm..." Ding Li turned over in a daze, and soon fell asleep with his back against him.

The fan blades of the air conditioner are slowly turned up and down, the heat is blown away by the cool wind, and the long summer night is in the middle of it.

☆, parting

Forensic Lei is in a bad mood today.

It wasn't because of the murder in the western suburbs, or the braised pork that didn't arrive at the north cafeteria at noon. The point was that the guy in the dormitory piled up the clothes that hadn't been washed for a week.

He originally thought that his temper was already explosive enough, but he didn't expect that the boy surnamed Wei would be even more troublesome if he was stubborn, but it's no wonder that guy was so angry. He was punished with several crimes and sent back to his hometown with a single official document. On the other hand, his natal family refused to accept him.That man had been out of business for half a month, lying in front of the computer and playing CS from morning to night, so that I brought water and food for him every day, and the fire could only be spread on the corpse on the dissecting table.

"Brother!" A little policewoman jumped in from the door.

"I only have a corpse here, no brother!" Lei Ting snapped his rubber gloves while wearing a mask.

"Where's my brother?" Huang Ying asked the corpse.

"I didn't know! I didn't fasten him to the waistband!" Lei Ting stabbed open the belly with perfect precision.

"Then I'll call him." Huang Ying dialed a number, and a bell rang outside the door from far to near.

Wei Yuanyang stepped into the forensic department with a hello.

"Senior brother, you are here!" Huang Ying turned her head back with a smile.

"What's the matter?" Wei Yuanyang hung up the phone.

"Just now I heard from Captain Liu that it seems that you are going to be transferred to the third brigade."

Wei Yuan raised his voice.

"So you have to stand on the road from now on." Huang Ying pursed her lips.

"Stand and stand, it's better than no class." Wei Yuanyang lifted a plastic bag.

Lei Ting raised his head with tweezers: "What is it? If it's not dirty, just put it on my desk!"

"Soup dumplings." Wei Yuanyang said, "The vinegar has been added."

"Hey, I have loved you for nothing these two years!" Lei Tingle said.

"Get out!" Wei Yuanyang kicked him sullenly.

"Brother by the way." Huang Ying tugged at his clothes, "I heard that next month the bureau will add traffic and patrol posts, so I will do a pilot in the third brigade."

"What?" Wei Yuanyang was taken aback, "Passing in to the patrol?"

"En." Huang Ying nodded.

"Then why are you still calling me?"

"do not know."

Wei Yuanyang scratched his head in confusion, then looked at her again: "Could it be that you went to Deputy Director Huang for help? That's not right, you have always hated the practice of going through the back door."

Huang Ying giggled: "Senior brother still understands me!"

"What's going on, what the hell." Wei Yuanyang crossed his chin in wonder, accidentally saw his left wrist.

"What's wrong?" Huang Ying asked.

"Yes, it's a hell." Wei Yuanyang raised his wrist and looked at the string of rosary beads, "I didn't expect that Lao Qi, who was not doing anything when he was alive, would still remember me after he died."

"Who is Lao Qi?" Huang Ying tilted her head to look at him.

"My buddies." Wei Yuanyang lowered his arms.

When the bell rang, Xie Yu glanced at the phone and continued typing on the keyboard.

"You don't answer the phone?" Xie Xin leaned against the desk.

"I don't know the number, I don't have time to answer it." Xie Yu stared at the screen without turning his eyes.

"Is it necessary to rush the draft? What can the editor do if you delay it for a few days?"

"A person with no integrity would say such a thing."

Xie Xin frowned: "But bro, you haven't slept for two days, right?"

"Not sleepy." Xie Yu said.

The noisy ringing stopped, Xie Xin put a mug in front of him, Xie Yu picked it up and took a sip, then looked down into the mug.

"The coffee machine is broken, only milk." Xie Xin said without discussion.

"Really." Xie Yu stared back at the screen.

The door knocked twice, and an old aunt wearing an apron stood at the door.

"Aunt Wu? What's the matter." Xie Yu finally took his eyes off the computer.

The old aunt wiped her hands and handed over a small package: "Here is your courier, and the courier said he called you for a long time but no one answered."

"Thank you." He got up and took it.

"Xiaoyu, are you having dinner at home tonight?" Aunt Wu asked.

"Tonight at 0813." Xie Yu said.

Aunt Wu nodded in disappointment and went downstairs. Xie Xin took the package out of his hand, shook it lightly, and opened it without saying a word.

"Did you buy the USB flash drive?" Xie Xin handed it over.

"You should notice that it is not packaged." Xie Yu took it and looked at the light, "Black, 32G, the shell has fingerprints, and the socket has scratches, it has been used."

Xie Xin picked up the parcel box: "The delivery information is not filled in on the receipt, and the words are also printed without discernible handwriting."

Moved the computer to check the courier number, and the result showed that it was sent from Shanghai yesterday. Xie Yu checked the box carefully, and there was nothing else except the waste paper at the bottom.

"It seems that there are no clues." Xie Xin crossed his arms.

Without saying a word, Xie Yu checked it twice again, inside and out, and finally put down the package box and inserted the U disk into the computer.

Waited for 3 minutes to complete the virus check, moved the mouse, and double-clicked the file.

He raised his eyes immediately.

——The scanned version of Zhiguaizhai's tome.

Quickly switch back to the folder and pull down, and a huge number of PDF files are listed on the screen.

"Are all the books here?" Xie Yu said to himself.

"The novel material that someone sent you?" Xie Xin asked.

Xie Yu suddenly remembered something at this time, and opened up all the waste paper used for the bottom, and finally found an A4-sized screenshot of the webpage.

"The seventh person's game rules?" Xie Xin read while turning his head to look to the side, and saw that the corner of Xie Yu's mouth was raised into a smile.She thought it was an illusion, but when she looked closely, the expression really disappeared.

"Go out." Xie Yu took off his glasses, "Close the door, I'll sleep for half an hour."

Xie Xin raised his eyebrows thoughtfully, picked up his empty cup and walked towards the door.

"By the way, tell Aunt Wu that I'm staying at home tonight, so please prepare more dinner for her." Xie Yu added.

"Understood." Xie Xin didn't turn her head, and slightly raised her thin lips.

The scrolls were transported directly from Lanjingxuan to the villa in Shanghai by the people of Guixintang.

The shelves of Zhiguaizhai were still empty, so Ding Li's things were taken out of the moving cardboard box and filled in bit by bit.

Magazines, books, CDs, stereos, tennis rackets, medicine kits and some medical equipment, two model airplanes...

"Ah Jing, let's take a photo." Ding Li wiped a few photo frames.

"Why." Qi Xie hammered nails into the wall.

"We've never had a photo shoot together."

"Isn't there a primary school graduation photo, and a junior high school graduation photo." Qi Xie hung up a wall decoration of a world map.

"It's a group photo, I mean just the two of us." Ding Li framed the photo and pulled Qi Xie over, finding a background and angle to hold up the phone.

Qi Xie didn't refuse any more, just smiled and raised his head to look over.

Click.

Ding Li turned over the screen: "Tomorrow I will make two copies, one to keep with me, and one to take to Shanghai."

"Okay." Qi Xie then adjusted the map that hadn't been hung upright yet.

"Let me buy a mobile phone with you." Ding Li suggested.

"I don't like being found all the time."

"Is it okay if I find it?"

"No."

Ding Li packed up his things and fell silent.

"The villa has a phone, I will tell you the number, and I will write to you when I am free." Qi Xie said.

"Are you a primitive man?" Ding Li muffled.

"Remember to write me back." Qi Xie wiped his hands.

"Oh."

"It's okay not to reply if you don't have time."

"Have time."

The door rang, and a traffic policeman with a white helmet stood stupidly at the door.

Qi Xie sneered: "Neglect of duty again and leave without authorization?"

Wei Yuanyang slammed the door shut: "Who is negligent, today I will take turns off!"

"Oh..." Qi Xie nodded thoughtfully, "That's the bus for private use."

"I came here on our electric donkey!" Wei Yuanyang put his helmet on the shoe cabinet, and looked up and down the person opposite him several times.

"Have you never seen a living person?" Qi Xie tilted him.

Wei Yuanyang rolled up his sleeves: "I really want to beat you up now!"

Qi Xie laughed, "You can't beat me now."

Wei Yuanyang refused to accept: "Then let's go down and practice?"

Ding Li next to him laughed: "Come in and sit down."

Wei Yuanyang nodded his head, and the door rang again just as he put on his slippers, he turned back and opened it, and Xie Yu was on the opposite side.

"Are they all there?" Xie Yu glanced into the room.

"Why are you here, come in and sit down!" Wei Yuanyang greeted in an anti-customer manner.

"I really don't think I'm an outsider." Qi Xie was fiddling with the tea set.

Xie Yu looked around the room full of things: "Are you living together?"

"What?" Wei Yuanyang was taken aback, "I didn't live with him."

"I didn't mention you." Xie Yu said.

Ding Li brought over the brewed tea: "We're just living together temporarily."

Xie Yu took the cup and glanced into the back room seemingly casually, and saw two towels folded on the bed.

"It's too hot in the living room these days, so I slept in the bedroom." Ding Li hurriedly explained.

"Understood." Xie Yu seemed to understand something.

Wei Yuanyang pondered for a long time to react, and stared at the two people opposite him with wide eyes: "You two can't be——! Ah no, no, um, that...it's normal, normal."

Ding Li smiled helplessly: "We are really not gay."

"It's okay." Wei Yuanyang patted him on the shoulder indifferently.

"Ah Jing, come here and explain." Ding Li turned his head.

"The clear ones are clear, and the turbid ones are turbid." Qi Xie leaned back in the armchair and drank tea leisurely.

"Then are we the clear ones or the muddy ones?" Ding Li asked.

"What do you think?" Qi Xie smiled.

At the end of August, the end of summer.

In the square in front of the train station early in the morning, Qi Xie was dragging a trolley case, and Ding Li carried the travel bag for him.

Walking to the entrance, the former stopped and reached out to take the luggage: "I'm going in, you can go back."

Ding Li looked around: "Wait for me, I'll go buy platform tickets."

"A few years ago, platform tickets were not sold here."

"Really." Ding Li was a little disappointed, "Did you bring your ticket? And your ID card? And your wallet?"

"When did you see me drop something?" Qi Xie asked back.

"Oh." Ding Li whispered.

"I'm leaving." Qi Xie said.

"Then... have a good trip."

"It's not going to the United States, it's just a three-hour drive."

Ding Lin said, then took a deep breath, smiled and patted his shoulder: "Okay, let's go! Mo Chou has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows the king!"

Qi Xie glanced at him: "Why do I want so many people to know me?"

"Then the world is like neighbors!" Ding Li corrected.

Qi Xie smiled.

"Call me when you get there," Ding Li said softly.

"I know, take care." Qi Xie dragged his suitcase and walked towards the entrance.

"Ah Jing!" Suddenly shouted from behind.

He turned back.

Ding Li opened his arms.

Qi Xie was taken aback, smiled, put down his luggage and took two steps forward, giving him a tight hug.

Then he turned around and entered the gate of the train station.

Ding Li stood where he was, looking through the security checkpoint, watching the figure gradually disappear into the crowd, and then all the scenery was covered with a layer of mist from bottom to top, becoming blurred.

So he took a deep breath and smiled to himself.

Take care, Jing.

He whispered that there will be a period later.

☆, Roche Geometry

Late autumn, railway station, waiting room No. [-].

Ding Li was leaning in the seat, with his backpack at his feet, his hands in his pockets, and a ticket in his palm.The passengers beside him glanced at the electronic screen at the ticket gate from time to time, but he was the only one who looked steadily at the large window on the opposite wall.

It was about to rain at this time, and the sky was already overcast, but he felt that the gray-blue color coming through the window was extraordinarily bright.

The broadcast reminds that the ticket inspection has begun.

Ding Li stood up, walked forward unhurriedly with the flow of people, took out the ticket and stuffed it into the narrow slit of the automatic ticket gate, watched it being sucked in like a magnet, and popped out from the other end a few seconds later Come.He suddenly wondered if there might be a small monster hiding in each machine. When a ticket was handed in, he would immediately take it away. Then he opened his mouth, clicked a mark with his triangular teeth, and quickly passed the ticket from the other end. Pass it out and return it to the hands of the human traveler.

Amused by his own thoughts, Ding Li put away his ticket and went to the platform. When he exited the station again, he saw Shanghai at six o'clock in the evening.

It should have started over there.He checked the time on his phone and raised his hand to hail a taxi. After nearly two hours of traffic jam, the car finally stopped in front of an office building in Jing'an District.

On the eighteenth floor, the multi-function hall was overcrowded.Ding Li squeezed in through the back door and finally found a place where he could see the rostrum.

"After full deduction, Lobachevsky came to a series of very absurd conclusions." A familiar voice came from the surround sound, "but after inspection, he found that there was no contradiction between these conclusions, so he thought This is another kind of geometry that is different from Euclidean geometry. Unfortunately, this strange knowledge was not recognized by the academic circles until 1868, when the mathematician Beltrami published a paper entitled "Non-Euclidean Attempts to Interpret Geometry" paper, which proves that Rochester's geometry can be realized on curved surfaces, which is another system parallel to Euclidean geometry. At this moment, Rochester's research was reviewed for the first time, and finally received high praise."

Qi Xie on the podium paused for a moment: "Now let's go back to the original question, under what circumstances does the sum of the interior angles of a triangle exceed 180 degrees? The answer is not impossible, nor is it when the calculation is wrong, but - in on the sphere."

Sit down for a round of applause.

"Science and non-science, the relationship between the two is like Euclidean geometry and Rochester geometry." Qi Xiong said calmly and clearly, "They are not incompatible, but two ways to understand the world. The former is based on empirical reasoning and experiments. , the latter is based on transcendent inspiration and epiphany. If you want to seek the eternity of science, you have universities and scientific research institutions, as well as countless books that condense the wisdom of the predecessors; 'Field, then, welcome to Guixintang's course.——My speech is over, thank you all."

Accompanied by the applause of the whole house, the flashlights were frequently turned on.

"It's time for questions." Qian Sining, who was next to the podium, held the microphone and looked at the audience. "I'm sorry that there are only three questions due to time constraints, sir."

A middle-aged man took the microphone and said hello: "Mr. Qi, hello! I have benefited a lot from listening to your lecture today! Here I have a doubt for many years and I want to ask you, is the so-called healing of diseases with gong power really true?" "

Qi Xie on the stage smiled and adjusted the microphone: "I can only say that the human body is a very miraculous thing. It has the limitations of birth, old age, sickness and death, and it also contains infinite possibilities. If you are sick, it is better to go to the hospital first. If the doctor can't solve it, it's okay to try other methods, but you need to be careful and judge, don't be cheated of money."

Amidst the laughter from the audience, the microphone was passed to another young man: "Mr. Qi, I heard that you can teleport objects through space. Could you perform it live?"

"Yes." Qi Xie said, "Then please come to the stage first."

The young man squeezed out of his seat and walked up through the crowd.

"Okay, I'm done with the show." Qi Xie said.

The young man looked around and asked puzzledly, "What did you move?"

"You." Qi harmony said.

The audience all laughed.

The young man seemed dissatisfied: "It doesn't count, I came here by myself."

"That's right, you came here by your own will." Qi Xie smiled, "Just like you, everything has its own will, as long as you master it, you can control the movement of things." I don't know Are you satisfied with the answer?"

Seeing that the young man hesitated and did not respond, Qian Sining looked at the audience preemptively: "There is one last question? ——The girl in white."

A girl stood up, picked up the microphone and paused for half a second, then suddenly said, "Mr. Qi, can I have a photo with your autograph!"

There was a burst of laughter all around.

"Yes." Qi Xie said concisely.

"Okay, friends." Qian Sining said in a sweet voice, "The above is the whole content of this lecture. If you want to learn more about Guixintang's courses, please visit our website. We sincerely look forward to your participation."

The audience got up and left the seat one after another, with the flow of people blocking their sight, Ding Li in the back row vaguely saw Qi Xie and Assistant Qian whispering a few words and went out, and hurried through the crowd to catch up.

"Yo, what a coincidence."

Ding Li stopped hearing the sound, and Qian Sining was in front of him.

"Mr. Qi saw you just now, and told me to take you there." Qian Sining led him into the lounge, the door of the suite was ajar, and there were four or five people standing inside, all whispering something around Qi Xie .

"Sit down first." Qian Sining poured a cup of tea.

"Thank you." Ding Li took it over.

"Doctor Ding just say something if you want to come to the lecture, the VIP seat will definitely be reserved for you, why stand behind the whole time?" Qian Sining teased.

"I'm late, I should stand behind." Ding Li took a sip of tea.

"Dinner yet?" Qian Sining asked.

"Not yet." Ding Li glanced into the door of the suite.

"Mr. Qi has dinner. He just told me that if you want to eat outside, I'll take you to a restaurant. If you want to go back to the villa first, let Xiaotao cook some home-cooked food."

Ding Li withdrew his gaze: "Just go to him."

"Why, disappointed?" Qian Sining smiled, "I ran all the way to look for him, but I couldn't even say a word?"

Ding Li was about to deny it, when he saw that the people in the room had dispersed, Qi Xie followed them towards the door, and stopped in front of him: "You should have told me earlier, I will cancel the dinner in advance."

Ding Li felt apologetic and disappointed: "I didn't expect you to be so busy on Friday."

"People are in the rivers and lakes." Qi Xie asked, "When will I go back?"

"The train at six o'clock in the afternoon the day after tomorrow."

Qi Xie nodded, and ordered Qian Sining to postpone the two-day weekend arrangement until next week, and then went out with a few people.

The villa is not far away, and it will arrive in 10 minutes. As soon as Ding Li stepped into the front yard, Xiao Tao greeted him with a smile.

"Hello, Doctor Ding!" She greeted in a crisp voice.

"Hello." Ding Li responded with a smile.

"Come inside, it's warm inside." Xiaotao led him in, "Mr. Qi has been talking about you a lot these days! As expected, Cao Cao will be here."

"He mentioned me?" Ding Li asked unexpectedly.

"Yes, Master Zhang sent over the peach cakes from his hometown. Mr. Qi said that you like to eat this, so you want to save a box and send it back. Last time he went to Mount Putuo to attend the Fa Conference, he wrote yours on the blessing note. I have seen the name secretly."

"Really..." Ding Li whispered, as if feeling the warm air from the vertical air conditioner, when he walked into the restaurant, the simple two dishes and one soup on the dinner table were all to his taste.

"I also cooked Jiuniang Lantern Festival, you can eat together when Mr. Qi comes back!" Xiaotao took off her apron and wiped her hands, "There is still medicine in the kitchen, please remind him to drink it before going to bed."

"Why bother me, it's you who are bothering me." Ding Li said with a smile.

"No trouble! You can eat first, I'll come back on Monday." Xiaotao said and closed the door.

Ding Li was the only one left in the empty villa.

At nine o'clock, clean up the bowls and chopsticks, and study the bowl of soup in the kitchen; at ten o'clock, go on a self-guided tour of the villa, including the front yard and the house; at eleven o'clock, turn on the TV and watch a documentary about Lop Nur; nearly twelve o'clock , the sound of keys came from outside the door.

Ding Li went up to meet him, and immediately smelled a mixture of tobacco and alcohol.

"Have you been drinking?" Ding Li asked.

"Drink a little." Qi Xie changed his slippers.

"Are you ok?"

"You know how much I drink." Qi Xie smiled, "Why did you come to Shanghai suddenly? You didn't even say hello."

"I came here for a walk after eating too much at noon." Ding Li said, "It's you, when did you start to mislead your son? Return Lobachevsky."

"I'll tell you tomorrow." Qi Xie hung up his clothes, his feet shook when he turned around, then he pushed away Ding Li's hand and went straight to the bathroom.

"You never vomited after drinking too much before." Ding Li followed and handed him a glass of water.

"I'm old..." Qi Xie sighed, twisted a hot towel and wiped his face.

"You age so fast, I haven't seen you in two months."

"So you came here on purpose to witness this great moment of increasing life and increasing life?" Qi Xie looked at him in the mirror with a smile.

"Happy birthday." Ding Li said to the mirror.

In the living room, the minute hand of the wall clock coincides with the hour hand.

"Where's my gift?" Qi Xie turned around and asked bluntly.

"Come here and have something to eat first."

Ding Li warmed up two bowls of sweet soup and served them, Qi Xie pulled out a chair and sat down opposite him.

"Have you been feeling better recently?" Ding Li asked.

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