traveling doctor

Kou Tong believed that the moment he pressed the button with his finger, he intended to answer the call, but in the end, he pressed it to hang up by some coincidence.

He lowered his head and looked extremely serious. Anyway, Huang Jinchen had never seen him so serious, as if he was not facing a phone call, but the end of the world.

The eyes of the three men were all fixed on the slider phone that seemed to have just turned into the midnight ring. Half a minute later, it rang again, with the words "Calling Mom" ​​still dancing cheerfully on it.

This time Kou Tong carefully distinguished the left and right, and pressed to answer: "Hello."

A woman's voice came from inside, her voice was very soft.Some women's voices can only make people recognize her gender, but it is difficult to arouse other people's beautiful fantasies, while some women can make the listener stunned the moment they speak. This is the case of women on the phone.

Kou Tong's mobile phone was adjusted to be hands-free, and it was placed on the table, and the woman said softly, "Why did you hang up on Mom?"

Kou Tong, who was eloquent and talking nonsense in the car, was dumbfounded at this moment, speechless, like a child who sneaked into class and was suddenly carried onto the podium by the teacher, unable to say a word.

There probably wasn't an answer from the other side. After a while, the woman asked with some doubts: "Hello? Tongtong, can you hear me?"

Huang Jinchen was startled by Tongtong, so he stomped on Kou Tong under the table.

Kou Tong said, "Ouch! Ah? Ah... I'm driving, I'll call you back later, okay?"

He spoke this nonsense without changing his face or beating his heart. He almost came at his fingertips. He was obviously a skilled worker. Then he stamped vigorously under the table to the place where Huang Jinchen put his feet. The ground inside was not jelly-like, so Kou Tong grinned again.

The woman was a little disappointed: "Oh...then be careful, mom just wants to ask, will you go home for dinner on weekends?"

"I don't..." Kou Tong's words came to his lips, he suddenly stopped, frowned for a while, and then said, "Okay, I'll go back at night, um... can I bring two friends with me?"

"Okay, that's great, there are so many people. I'll add a few more dishes!"

Huang Jinchen noticed that Kou Tong seemed to be deliberately avoiding the place where he should be called "Mom". After hanging up the phone, Yao Shuo frowned and looked at him: "How is it?"

Huang Jinchen said sincerely: "Don't worry, don't be afraid, let's talk slowly after your hands stop shaking."

"I probably know what's going on now." Kou Tong decided to follow Lao Yao, take a serious line, and resolutely ignored Huang Jinchen. "In the early stage of the design of this projector, I had an idea, which was to develop a therapeutic function. program——You said that you have checked some information, so you should know that no matter it is shielded, or the subject of consciousness in the projection space, there is no role in the projection space, that is to say, there are other creatures in the space, but People who have no intersection with outsiders like us - the program I envision can be automatically generated by the system, and then the projection system sets a role for the outsiders, so that the conscious subject can live in it."

"So amazing?" Huang Jinchen exclaimed, "Isn't it possible to make gay friends have gay friends, and girls get girls!"

Kou Tong shook his head: "It's just an idea. People's psychology is too complex. Even if you know what the other person's problem is, you still have to set up the treatment process according to the specific situation of the person. What's more, related drugs are often needed. This idea is seen now. Come on, it is unlikely to be realized. The only part I can solve through the program is that the system randomly assigns roles to the conscious subject. I have done this before, and it is an incomplete program. I don’t know why, but it was suddenly activated just now.”

"So you have an extra mother." Huang Jinchen concluded.

At that moment, Kou Tong's expression was blank for a moment, and after a while, he whispered: "When I designed it, I didn't think that it would run one day, so the ethical issues in it..."

However, no one paid any attention to his words. Obviously, everyone did not want to discuss social and ethical issues.Huang Jinchen was eager to ask the waiter to pay the bill, as if going to see Kou Tong's dead ghost mother was a very exciting adventure.

Yao Shuo took out his mobile phone and stared at it blankly for a while. When Kou Tong and Huang Jinchen stood up and were about to leave, he came back to his senses and followed them to stand up in a panic.

Huang Jinchen asked: "Boss Kou, do you know how to get home?"

"The back door." Kou Tong said concisely—as if the back door of the coffee shop had become a random door, and one could scurry through the Ice Age and the M78 nebula by pushing it open.

This time, the back door is no longer a mountain that is prone to geological disasters. It has become a small alley. It may be a little wider than ordinary alleys, but it is not as good as a "street". There is an iron sheet on it, and many of the words on it have been blurred, and the information such as "XX family building" can be barely seen.

This is not a community, let alone a property.There are some small stalls in the hutong—it should be illegal, and many people rent the houses on the first floor and turn them into various small shops. There are bicycles and pedestrians coming and going, and various bells are ringing one after another, which seems very lively.

This was more than ten years ago... Coming out of the back door of the coffee shop, the three men standing at the entrance of the alley had this thought in their hearts at the same time. As early as six or seven years ago, with the planning of the city, it was almost invisible. Free and undisciplined, it is no longer a residential settlement.

Apparently, based on Dr. Kou's coffin-like facial expression and complicated eyes, Huang Jinchen judged that this should be his way home... or the way he used to go home.

Yao Shuo, the old hedgehog, stopped suddenly and followed the two of them absent-mindedly.

I don't know if it's because it's been too long, or Dr. Kou's memory is not very good. The intricate alleys seem to have caused him a little trouble recognizing the way. He often walks and feels wrong, and then turns back and turns to another road.

Huang Jinchen bought a bunch of kebabs from the side of the road and ate them while walking. He watched Yao Shuo take out his phone and put it back in. After repeating five or six times, he finally mustered up the courage to dial a number. He hung up again.

Huang Jinchen glanced very well, his dialer was "Lian Qing".

Dou Lianqing - Yao Shuo's wife.

Huang Jinchen ate his mouthful, and silently came to a conclusion that Yao Shuo was afraid of seeing his rabbit wife.

Finally, after Kou Tong led them around countless roads, the three of them stopped downstairs in an old tube, went up to the third floor along the poorly lit and very dark stairs, and arrived at a house with a sticker on the door. The doorway with a big inverted "Fu".

The anti-theft door of this house is still a very, very old door with a metal bar inside that can be seen. On both sides, there is a Spring Festival couplet that is not very contradictory, and half of the banner is missing.

Kou Tong stood at the door for a long time before gently stretching out his hand, touched the expired Spring Festival couplet with his finger, and let it go immediately.

On the wall next to the Spring Festival couplets, there was a child who was less civic-minded and wrote "Kou Tong's home" on it.

Kou Tong lowered his head slightly, and for a moment, Huang Jinchen, who was standing on the stairs, felt a glimmer of water in his long and narrow eyes.

But just for a moment, it disappeared.

The voice-activated light was very dim, and the man's side face was slightly more delicate and softer than usual under such light, which looked very different from the illegal things he did.For a man, Kou Tong's eyebrows seemed unusually neat, as if they had been trimmed, and were very long. The ends of the eyebrows were pressed a little by the hair, and there was a kind of indescribable romantic taste that seemed to linger.

For a moment, Huang Jinchen suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart, so he thought very much in accordance with his own heart, this guy is really very long, it makes people feel itchy.

Finally, Kou Tong took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and unscrewed the unlocked anti-theft door, before knocking, the door opened from the inside, and a woman with a spatula in her hand greeted her with an almost surprised expression on her face. Expression: "Tongtong is back! Come on, come in quickly, mom is cooking, when the door rang."

This woman looks very young - since the one in the real space died 15 years ago, her time seems to be frozen at that time, she looks like Kou Tong's sister, Kou Tong's elder brother Followed her more.

Kou Tong pretended to be looking for slippers, but lowered his head, not daring to look at her, and just raised it lightly: "...Don't call me that in front of others."

He still couldn't call out that "Mom".

Kou Tong's mother warmly welcomed Yao Shuo and Huang Jinchen in, gave Kou Tong a clear look, and said kindly: "No problem, Expert Kou, please take a seat, and we will have dinner right away."

Then she returned to the kitchen vigorously waving the spatula, and after a while, she appeared again: "Expert Kou, take your friend to sit in the living room, oh, don't forget to wash your hands before eating!"

Huang Jinchen said, "Pfft..."

Kou Tong pressed his forehead, feeling a little embarrassed.

The three of them walked into the living room. Suddenly, Kou Tong stopped and looked up at a photo frame hanging on the wall. Inside was a photo of Kou's mother who was younger and a boy of two or three years old. Judging from his facial features, the little boy should be Kou Tong when he was a child. The mother and child are very harmonious, but... the composition of the photo is very strange.

At first glance, it seems like something is missing.

Kou Tong narrowed his eyes: "Strange."

"what happened?"

"This photo turned out to be a family portrait." Kou Tong stretched out his hand and drew on the unnaturally large blank space on the upper right of the little boy, "This is my... father."

Huang Jinchen thought, Huh? The terms "Mom" and "Father" don't match.

Yao Shuo, who had been wandering around all the time, suddenly turned around and asked Kou Tong in a low voice: "In this space, is it possible that your father doesn't exist at all?"

"It's possible." Kou Tong paused, "My program setting is not complete. Logically speaking, this part of the program does not have a unified standard - what kind of identity should be given to the conscious subject himself? The intersection with the people around should be randomly generated, a person who originally existed may not exist, or a person who did not exist may appear."

Yao Shuo took out his mobile phone again, Huang Jinchen finally couldn't help but said: "If you want to call your wife, you can just call it. It's not shameful. I'm tired of watching when I go in and out. Are you finished?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Kou Tong's mother came out of the kitchen with two dishes: "Calling? Use our home phone to make a call. Anyway, it's a fixed fee, and you can leave it alone."

Huang Jinchen hurried up to meet her, and flatteringly said, "Sister, I'll help you."

Kou Tong's expression twisted: "What are you yelling?"

Huang Jinchen slapped his whip to flatter him: "Originally, sister, you look so young and beautiful, I can't call you anything else, against your will!"

Kou Tong's mother asked happily: "Xiao Huang, do you like bamboo shoots?"

"Stir-fried bacon with bamboo shoots." Huang Jinchen brazenly ordered.

Kou Tong's mother slapped her hands: "It happens that there is still a piece of bacon in the refrigerator, sister will fry it for you, wait!"

Huang Jinchen laughed "hehehehe". From Kou Tong's point of view, he felt really wretched.

Yao Shuo looked at this and then at that, and finally dialed Dou Lianqing's phone. He almost held his breath, as if he was thinking about what to say to her, but a cold mechanical voice came from inside. Voice: The number you dialed is empty...

Yao Shuo's expression suddenly became very complicated, and the blood on his face faded in an instant, but he could not help but show a relaxed expression.

Then he remembered something and dialed another number, but it still showed an empty number.

Yao Shuo was stunned for a while, then staggered to the sofa and sat down, as if vomited out of his body in one breath, and then looked at Kou with a calm and objective expression that he made very hard. Tong: "My wife's and son's phone numbers are all empty, does it mean that they don't exist in this dimension?"