Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

In the early morning of the next day, taking advantage of no one waking up, Jiang Chen went to the world under the carpet again.

It was only after he went back yesterday that he suddenly realized that he had left too rashly. After all, it might just be a passage that only existed after 12 o'clock in the evening.

The carpet at the doorknob was no different from other places, and the hand felt a solid touch when it was placed on it, but the feeling of pushing the carpet was replaced by dizziness in an instant, and when he came to his senses again, he was already standing at the door of the study.

Xiao Qianwu hadn't woken up yet, she was sleeping soundly under the quilt on the small bed in the corner.

Jiang Chen paused for a moment, then walked down the steps slowly with light steps.

He deliberately took off his shoes when he came down, and he didn't make any sound until he stepped on the last step.

Stepping on the granite floor below, Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked towards the bookshelf.

"Why are you here?" Xiao Qianwu's childish and sleepy voice suddenly sounded.

Jiang Chen paused, and turned around stiffly.

Xiao Qianwu didn't turn around, but still lay with his back to him, yawned and muttered, "You're so rude, don't you know that someone else might be sleeping?"

Jiang Chen was silent for a moment, "This study is not yours alone. I guess this study belongs to this wooden house, and you are just a resident in the wooden house?"

"You guessed it all." Xiao Qianwu said in a weak tone, "I really only have the right to use the study."

Just like the real world, Qianwu is just a favored child who comes and goes freely in the Jiang family.

Jiang Chen heaved a sigh of relief, "Then I must have the right to come here to read as a fellow resident."

"You can do whatever you want." Xiao Qianwu shrank into the corner unwillingly, "But don't make any noise, don't disturb my sleep."

Jiang Chen didn't expect to be allowed to pass freely in the study so easily, he was stunned for a while looking at the half of Xiao Qianwu's butt exposed under the quilt.

He quietly walked between the bookshelves, and found the place where Xiao Qianwu read the album yesterday.

"Tell you." Xiao Qianwu yawned again in the far corner, and muttered dozedly: "Come here, don't bring a large group of people to grab books from me."

"No." Jiang Chen said softly, "Only I will come down."

"Preferably. Hmph."

Jiang Chen casually pulled down a picture album, inadvertently raised the corners of his mouth.

Even in the real world, he hasn't been back to Jiang's old house for a long time, let alone his study.But standing here at this moment, the childhood years spent with Qianwu are still rushing in his face. He found the picture album that Qianwu liked most when he was a child almost easily, and followed his memory to find a few books that included snow or sports. A collection of related illustrations.

Jiang Chen flipped through those picture albums from beginning to end, but couldn't find any clues related to Shao Lei.

"Someone seems to be walking on it." Little Qianwu sat up from the bed at some point, his soft hair sleeping in a mess.

Jiang Chen put down the album and walked over, "Then it's not convenient for me to go out from there. Is there any other way besides the carpet?"

There is a small path leading to the wine cellar in Jiang's study, and the wine cellar can lead to the outside.But this passage is one-way, and the door cannot be pushed from the wine cellar.

Xiao Qianwu looked at him with amazed eyes, "You understand very well."

Jiang Chen nodded calmly, "If this was my study, I would design it this way."

"Come with me." Xiao Qianwu jumped off the bed.

Following behind the little Qianwu, Jiang Chen couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Even knowing that this might be a guy made by nerves, he still couldn't help but look at him. This kind of mood is too complicated.

There is still a door, but its position is different from the reality. It is opened in the corner diagonally opposite to the small bed. Pushing open the long and narrow potting cabinet, there is a small door with a width of only forty centimeters.

Xiao Qianwu led him to the door, stepped back two meters, and then said, "Open a small opening to prevent the snow from drifting in."

Jiang Chen smiled, "Understood, you can go back to bed."

He stretched out his hand to press the doorknob, and couldn't help but say, "Go to bed and cover yourself with the quilt, don't expose half of your butt outside, it's not as warm as a wooden house here."

"You're very wordy." Xiao Qianwu rolled his eyes, "You should wear more clothes yourself, it's freezing outside, and you're still wearing socks, your feet are freezing."

Jiang Chen smiled and reached out to push the door.

The moment the doorknob was pressed, Xiao Qianwu's voice suddenly sounded behind his ears, "Pull."

Jiang Chen then changed his posture to pull, and the moment the door opened, the wind and snow outside poured in.He subconsciously squinted his eyes, stepped out and immediately closed the door with his backhand, and couldn't help turning his head when there was still a gap, wanting to take another look at Xiao Qianwu.

However, the touch of the door with my hand disappeared. When I came back to my senses, I was wearing cotton socks and stepping on the ice and snow. Behind me was the French window of the living room of the cabin. It was a surprise.

It was too cold, Jiang Chen hurried back to the front door of the house and entered.

Shen Rou immediately turned to Peng Peng with angry eyes, "Didn't you say that he had a fever and fell asleep in the room?"

"Yeah." Peng Peng stared wide-eyed, without the slightest discomfort of being poked in the face for lying, but stared at Jiang Chen, "When did you run out? Are you still wearing socks?? Burned confused Why don't you just go sledding!"

The tea table has returned to its normal position, Zhong Liye gave Jiang Chen a meaningful look, Jiang Chen understood, just put on the cotton slippers calmly and said: "Go out and eat a bite of snow, it's too hot and dry below, I can't bear it Living."

When he spoke, his voice became hoarse, and the blue eye circles were full of fatigue, which really seemed to be the case.

Shen Rou had no choice but to swallow her anger, and frowned instead: "If you catch up, the porridge is just right, let's have a bowl."

Qu Ying had already filled out the porridge, she scooped it up with a spoon, walked over and put it into Jiang Chen's palm, "Drink the porridge at ease, don't worry too much, it's fine."

Jiang Chen smiled reassuringly, "With teammates like you, I really feel at ease."

After he finished speaking, he nestled into the sofa and sipped the porridge alone, while Peng Peng murmured to Zhong Liye behind him: "Do you feel that he has become softer after Qian Wu left?"

"It's just that people have become stupid." Zhong Liye sighed softly, "He has to be stupid to say a few soft words out of politeness."

Peng Peng suddenly realized, "It makes sense."

The old man smiled and said, "Your team atmosphere is really good. But we got along very well when Shao Lei was there. Although there is a big age difference, that kid has a personality that can get along with anyone comfortably."

Jiang Chen was holding the porridge bowl, and couldn't help but start to lose his mind.

For some reason, at a certain moment when he finally stepped out of the door just now, he seemed to suddenly feel a trace of Qianwu's breath.It seems that behind him is not a little monster, but the real Qianwu, but unfortunately he stepped out, and when he turned back, the inner world behind him had disappeared.

Thinking about it, my thinking gradually became loose.The exhaustion of not closing his eyes all night came with the momentum of a cold and fever, Jiang Chen almost subconsciously put down the porridge bowl, put his two long legs on the sofa, and fell asleep with his pillow on the armrest.

As expected, the dream was when he was a child, and countless fragments of memories were spliced ​​together quickly. He and Qianwu were hiding from orderlies in the corridor of the old house. Said childishly on the podium, my name is Qianwu.

The first time Qianwu reached out to him was at sunset that day. He took him up to the roof of the cafeteria together, pointed to the shadow of Duofu Mountain on the river and said, "Mountains sometimes don't want to stay there."

There are times when mountains don’t want to stay there.

Sweat burst out from the thick hair in an instant, Jiang Chen was pulled back to reality by a burst of heart palpitations, and when he realized it, he had already sat up from the sofa.

Cold sweat crawled all over his body, his heart was pounding in his chest, and his temples were bursting with pain.

Obviously there seemed to be only a few short dream fragments, but he didn't expect that he had slept for so long, and the outside was covered with a golden light, not like noon, but like the setting sun was approaching.

The clock ticked 5:35 p.m.

The few people behind were still discussing clues in low voices at the table, which was full of things they had dug out all day today.

Pumbaa said, "So by your guess, it's November?"

"Yeah." The old man said, "Look at the sun."

Qu Ying asked, "When is the sunset in November? How long does it take for the sunset?"

"Every place is different. I estimate that it will be between 05:30 and 10 o'clock here, and the sunset... It will be less than [-] minutes. Why do people in your team care about the sunset all the time?"

"9 minutes." Jiang Chen stood up suddenly.

The people behind were startled, Qu Ying was stunned for a while before saying, "What are you talking about?"

The note clearly stated that the 8th minute of sunset, where did nine come from?

Jiang Chen's heartbeat was still fast, and the cold sweat seemed to break through others, he felt dizzy when he got up abruptly, and he was still hungry.

But he didn't care about staggering, and just said hastily: "There are 9 minutes in the sunset every day, from the second minute to the ninth minute. During these 9 minutes, it is Duofushan who is lazy, and the soul slips out of the mountain. It also has I don’t want to stay there.”

Jiang Chenyue lowered his voice, but there seemed to be a cluster of light in the depths of his black eyes, which became more determined.

After finishing speaking, he turned around slowly, looking at the snow-capped mountains outside under the setting sun.

"In these 8 minutes, Shan may not want to stay there."

"What kind of mountain is Duofushan?" The pair of ponytails frowned and said, "The snow mountain outside is called Duofushan? Did you find any clues?"

Jiang Chen didn't answer any more, he closed his eyes lightly, Qianwu's warm and childish smile in his memory was still in front of his eyes, he finally remembered that day and that time.

When he was feeding Qianwu peaches for the last time that day, he glanced at his watch. For some reason, the memory of those details was suddenly very clear at this moment.

Almost six o'clock at night.

At almost six o'clock in the evening, the sun sank into the river, and that was the beginning of the rest of their lives.

"Jiang Chen, are you okay?" Qu Ying stepped up tentatively and pulled his arm, "Are you sleeping and dreaming? You are shaking all over, and you have a severe fever."

Hearing this, Zhong Liye also came over and wanted to reach out to touch his forehead, but Jiang Chen avoided it.He is like a child who is approaching the truth, looking at the snow-capped mountains outside, while looking back at the clock, swallowing and spitting repeatedly, just waiting for that moment.

The other three players did not make a sound in a tacit understanding. The twin tails didn't know what they said to Shen Rou, and Shen Rou didn't continue to ask.

The seven of them waited quietly together until the clock pointed to 5:50, Jiang Chen stopped looking at the time, and turned his head to look out the window.

After an unknown amount of time, the setting sun outside cast a dim and huge shadow on the distant snow-capped mountains, but the shadow falling on the snow field changed silently as the sunset shifted.They might have been on the road yesterday at that time, but looking at them through the window at this moment, they were very clear.

——The shadow of the mountain keeps getting thinner, and finally looks like a thin shoulder that has been cut off abruptly.

Jiang Chen suddenly raised the corner of his mouth.

"Duofushan." He whispered.

The twintails finally couldn't hold back anymore, "What's going on?"

Jiang Chen watched the distant mountain shadow slowly change with the sunset. After a long time, he finally made a guess in his heart.

"The mechanism is under the coffee table. Put the coffee table up. There is a doorknob on the carpet. Push the doorknob to enter the inner world. The inner world is a study, and maybe Shao Lei is inside." He said truthfully.

The three of Peng and Peng were startled when they heard the words, Zhong Liye raised an eyebrow at him, apparently not understanding why he said it directly.

Jiang Chen didn't explain much, he calmly watched the other three move the coffee table away, push the carpet, and then disappeared in front of his eyes.

"You're crazy!" Qu Ying ran over, pressed her hand on the doorknob but hesitated, "I'm not afraid of them hurting Qianwu!"

"Qianwu is not in the study now." Jiang Chen paused, "I guess, the little Qianwu and the real Qianwu cannot appear at the same time."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to cover the furry doorknob pattern, and paused for a moment.

The words that Xiao Qianwu said behind him before he came out of the secret door this morning sounded in his ears again.

That sound was so soft, as if it was close to his ear, far exceeding Qianwu's childhood standard of keeping a distance from strangers.

Only when he became a lover, would Qianwu whisper in his ear.

"pull."

Jiang Chen's Adam's apple moved slightly, he grabbed the doorknob pattern on the blanket, and pulled it out forcefully.

Pulling the door and pushing the door, two worlds.

On the other side of the door, there is no snow all over the sky, only a golden sunset.The setting sun sprinkled on the gurgling river, and there was a figure sitting on the top of a mountain in the distance.Against the backdrop of the red sun in front of him, that figure was unrestrained and desolate, his black hair swayed back gently in the evening wind, a long knife was casually resting on his right hand, pearls hung on the simple and simple scabbard, and the pearls also Dyeing the rays of the setting sun.

Qian Wu looked back, his cold black eyes were coated with golden red by the setting sun, he stared at Jiang Chen calmly and deeply.

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