After dressing as a double in double literature

After chatting for a long time, we finally got to the point.

The noisy voice of the world consciousness disappeared, and after a while, he said sadly: "I felt that everything was a foregone conclusion, so I sent you back at all costs... But I didn't expect that he had already secretly arranged the situation, and the result was a Seeing you dead, the whole person is completely crazy...he...now he wants to destroy the whole world..."

In fact, it is likely to have been destroyed.

The world consciousness sent Mei Qianhe out, it really used up almost all of its energy, and it didn't know how long it took for it to come from that world.I don't know how my old nest is now.

The world consciousness thought of what Xu Sikui did the day he sent Mei Qianhe away. Even as a world consciousness without emotion, he still felt the feeling of human beings "can't help trembling".

It sighed leisurely, I am afraid that its old lair has long been ruined.

Mei Qianhe said clearly: "So, you want me to stop him?"

World consciousness affirmed: "Only you can stop him."

Mei Qianhe smiled slightly: "But why should I help you? He ruined his world, what does it have to do with me?"

From Xu Sikui's standpoint, who has the right to ask him to do or not to do.

World Consciousness obviously didn't expect him to say that, and retorted blankly: "But Xu Sikui will die in the end, don't you have the heart to watch him die? Besides, everything he does is for you."

"..." I can't tell that this thing is quite smart.

Mei Qianhe laughed at himself. In fact, he could feel that this thing's IQ was not very high, it was not malicious, and its words were sincere, so he stopped playing Tai Chi with it, and said bluntly: "I want to see him first."

The world consciousness said: "Not for now...I don't have much energy right now..."

There is a strict barrier between the two worlds, and the energy it accumulated while climbing was used to find Mei Qianhe, so it is really powerless at the moment.

It explained: "Can you give me three days? When I recover a little, I can let you see the scene over there."

Even if Mei Qianhe didn't look at it, it still wanted to know what was going on.

Mei Qianhe took a sip of water, lay back on the sofa to recuperate, and suddenly thought of another question: "I am in this world, and Xu Sikui is in another world. Excuse me, how can I stop him? By phone or video?"

Thinking that the world consciousness can't even look at the situation over there, Mei Qianhe inexplicably feels that the world consciousness is playing tricks on him, right?

The world consciousness seemed to have heard his voice, and weakly argued: "I can send you there after two years of raising him."

Mei Qianhe really didn't know what to say. After thinking for a long time, she finally asked: "Then you will live in my head for these two years?"

The world consciousness was afraid that he would dislike him, so he hurriedly said, "You can pretend that I don't exist when I'm sleeping!"

Mei Qianhe: "...Okay, go to sleep quickly, I'm going out." The attitude was much better than at the beginning.

The world consciousness responded "OK", and immediately, there was a "ding" in his head, and it seemed that a system broadcast: "It has entered sleep mode, time: 72 hours."

Mei Qianhe picked up the water glass and took a sip, then got up and walked to the parking lot after seeing that the time was almost up.

"Why are you free to come here today?" He opened the co-pilot's door to get in the car and asked the manager next to him.

The economic man was wearing a pair of big sunglasses, and the old god was saying: "Gossip, I don't know who broke the news on the Internet that you have to go to a certain temple to offer incense on this day every year, and Xiao Yu has already blocked you in advance, and everything is fine." Bei only owes you one. I thought it might be troublesome, so I wanted to ask if you could change the place?"

Mei Qianhe fastened his seat belt, looking unhappy, but then he thought about it, his behavior was just a sense of ritual, it doesn't matter to change places, anyway, he is asking for the same thing, and he is worshiping the same Buddha.

He searched on his mobile phone, fixed the location and said, "Go here."

On the way the manager came, he had already prepared a perfunctory persuasion. After all, he had come here in person, and Mei Qianhe could solve the problem even if Mei Qianhe insisted on going.

But after hearing Mei Qianhe's easy agreement, he gave him a surprise look. The older Mei Qianhe has grown up these years, the more she has her own ideas. Generally speaking, she always agrees on things that are decided. How could he be persuaded so easily today? ?

But this is a good thing for him, so the agent changed the subject tactfully, reached out and took out a stack of paper documents from the back seat, "These are newly delivered scripts, take a look."

Mei Qianhe took it: "Okay." After thinking about it, he added: "I won't accept any work for the last month."

Brokers naturally have no problem.

Mei Qianhe's location was a bit out of the way, and it took about an hour and a half by car to get there.That place is a small temple, the walls are peeling off, and there are not many pilgrims. There are only a few steps to the door after covering the stairs. There are only a few monks in there, chanting scriptures and meditating, which is a bit more Zen than a famous temple.

Mei Qianhe donated money for incense, and someone handed him three sticks of standing incense, lit the incense altar in front of the hall, put his hands together, and worshiped three times devoutly.

On the way back, the manager asked puzzledly, "You come here every year, what do you want?"

Mei Qianhe glanced at him, patted the notebook in his hand, and said, "Take this movie and ask the director to email the rest of the script to me."

Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, the agent didn't ask any more questions. After returning to the company, he immediately contacted the director and successfully got the follow-up script.

The manager said: "When you go back, ask Xiao Zhang to see you off, I have to go to the set."

He talked about a web drama to the newcomer in his hands, and made an appointment with the crew to take someone to sign the contract in the afternoon, so he left without stopping after Mei Qianhe was busy.

Mei Qianhe waved him away, and stayed alone in the office to read the script.In the afternoon, Xiao Zhang came to ask him to eat, and he saw the rising point, so he said, "Bring it to me."

After dinner in the afternoon, he didn't go back until ten o'clock.

Comrade Mei Xifeng and Ms. Tang Ting hadn’t come back from their date yet. The nanny asked, “Master, have you eaten yet?” It was still the new nanny who joined the job in the morning, and his words were very humble and respectful.

Mei Qianhe said: "I have eaten."

Seeing that it was getting late, the nanny was annoyed that she couldn't speak, and immediately changed her words: "Then do you want some supper?"

Mei Qianhe said lightly, "No need."

When he went upstairs, he saw the nanny's face was a bit embarrassed, so he said to her: "You don't have to be so cautious, just be casual."

The nanny didn't expect to be said that by him, she was a little shy for a while, and hurriedly said: "Yes."

Back in the room, he changed out of his pajamas and took a shower. Before going to bed, he took the watering can to catch water, added nutrient solution to the water, and went to the balcony to water the flowers and plants on the flower stand.

The flower stand is very wide, occupying almost half of the balcony. There are some precious orchids, seven-cornered plum, Rongjin, Longjinxiu, etc. on it, but what Mei Qianhe cares most about is the pot in the middle of the top of the flower stand. Fruit of strawberry.

Generally speaking, if domestic strawberries can't keep up with the sun, soil moisture, etc., they will die easily, but this pot of strawberries has lived tenaciously for eight years. From the age of 26, it has been accompanied by Mei Qianhe year after year. Year.

The leaves were washed spotless by the water drops, Mei Qianhe lowered his head, and pressed a light kiss on one of the leaves.

It was his nightly lesson, more devout than it had been in the temple.

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three days later

Mei Qianhe got up early and saw Comrade Mei Xifeng jogging in the yard.

Mei Xifeng ran to his son and slowed down, wondering, "Why did you get up so early today?"

You must know that as long as there is no work, Mei Qianhe usually does not get up until eight o'clock on weekdays. If it is not a holiday, it is usually difficult for the father and son to see each other in the morning.

"I can't sleep, so I just got up." Mei Qianhe looked at the time, and it was only [-]:[-], not even [-]:[-].

Mei Xifeng wiped his sweat and felt the need to care about his son: "What? Do you have something on your mind?"

While the father and son were talking, Ms. Tang Ting came out of the garden with a basket of flowers, and said to Mei Qianhe, "Good morning."

Mei Qianhe shrugged and said to Comrade Mei Xifeng: "No, I have an appointment with someone else." After speaking, she walked quickly to Ms. Tang Ting and took the basket in her hand, "Good morning, Mom."

Tang Ting didn't have any doubts. The flower basket was taken by her son, and she went to the kitchen to ask the nanny to make breakfast early.

There are all kinds of white porcelain celadon vases and vases on the cabinet booth in the living room. The flower branches in the vase are slanted, but the hue is slightly withered. Tang Ting picked the flowers early in the morning to replace them.After ordering the nanny, it happened that the father and son had nothing to do, so they treated them as free labor.

"Pour out the water in it, wash it and refill it."

There are more than a dozen large and small vases and vases in the living room alone. The father and son and the servants were busy, pouring water, cleaning, and putting them back in place. It took about half an hour to complete the task.Tang Ting was very satisfied. While dripping the specially prepared nutrient solution into the bottle, she inserted fresh flower branches into the bottle.

A few spirea pearls are folded around the waist, the duckweed is half-slanted, and a blue bellflower is ordered as a side.

Mei Qianhe looked at her pair of slender hands, and didn't know where the difference between people was. Why was the design that Ms. Tang Ting fiddled with was more unique than the design he put out after much thought and meditation?

"Hierarchical structure is very important. First of all, the subject should be erected, and the guest of honor should be clearly defined... In terms of color, I prefer to be natural and comfortable..."

Mei Qianhe thought: "I understand the truth, but my hand may have its own thoughts."

Tang Ting's hobby is tending flowers and plants. Mei Qianhe has been obsessed with it since he was a child, but his ability in this area has not improved. In the end, he called it "lack of talent".

After breakfast, Mei Xifeng and Tang Ting went out one after another. When Mei Qianhe was bored, he took a book to read in the study. It may be the reason for getting up early today, and his eyelids started fighting after a while.

Speaking of which, this habit of sleeping late was developed in college, because Xu Sikui was more energetic in some aspects, which caused him to go to bed late at night, and naturally wake up late the next day, and he developed a habit of getting up late without knowing it. Habit.

Mei Qianhe thought to herself, when did she become so impatient?He shook his head and smiled, and went back to his room neatly to sleep in a cage.

At a quarter past nine, the world consciousness woke up as scheduled.

Probably a lot of energy has been raised during the dormant period, and there is a burst of joy in speaking, "Mr. Mei! I'm fine!"

It was in Mei Qianhe's head, afraid that the electromagnetic wave would hurt Mei Qianhe, so it didn't speak loudly.But Mei Qianhe had already fallen asleep at this time, and did not hear its cry at all.

The world consciousness thinks that there is no difference between waking up and not waking up. Now it is just right to use the dream as an intermediary to let Mei Qianhe experience it personally, but it is also a little worried. What should I do if I help it?

Well, no matter what, you have to try it.

作者有话要说：下一章可能会引起不适感谢在2021-03-1318:14:55~2021-03-1419:34:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of laughter;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!