"Digimon 03" black and white fluorescent

Xinying sends an e-mail to her father every week.

After she came to Japan, Li Zhenyu taught her to use this extremely convenient way to contact Yao Lin who was running around the world.Sometimes I talk about daily trivial matters, and when I have nothing to talk about, I just use a simple sentence or two to rush over.But she must send this email every week.Even if it takes two, three, or even several weeks to reply to her letter because her father is very busy at work, she is still tireless.

After writing today's email as usual, Xinying glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer.There is still half an hour left for the time agreed with Jianliang.It was agreed before that today I will take her to meet Master Zhao who teaches Jianliang Kungfu.It is said that my father has practiced Chinese Kungfu with Master Zhao for a while. I don’t know which master Zhao is like, what kind of person is he like?

Guessing Master Zhao's appearance, Xinying looked out the window excitedly.

More than two years have passed.For Xinying, she is enjoying her summer vacation as a third grader.

Today is also a peaceful day.The street below the apartment can be seen from the window of the room. Because it is a weekend, there are a lot of pedestrians on the street, and there are many cases where the whole family travels together.The older child ran ahead, while the younger child stumbled behind, and the parents walked at the end looking at their child, with the same happy expression on their faces.

Xinying stood at the window, suddenly feeling a little lonely.She turned her back in frustration, unwilling to look any further.The computer screen that was shutting down flickered, then went dark, reflecting her bewildered face.Staring at herself like this, she felt a little blocked, so she simply looked away, unwilling to look again.

Suddenly, the screen that had been turned off turned on again.

Heartbroken in emotion, she raised her eyes.She felt a little strange, could it be that she accidentally used the "restart" button as the "shutdown" button when operating it just now?But she didn't think much of it, because she had made such stupid mistakes when she was absent-minded.

Curiously, I went back to the computer and checked the situation of the mainframe again.

At this time, a burst of white light was emitted from the computer screen, and something flew out of the screen along with the light beam, and it landed on Xinying's palm in an unbiased manner.

"what is this?"

Xinying looked down at what appeared from the computer.It looks like a machine, with a long oval body, a white background, irregularly shaped black sheaths on both sides, an antenna on one side of the body, and a square screen and disc-shaped buttons .Said it was an electronic machine, but she had never seen such an appearance and shape.

Tentatively, she pressed the button in the center of the disc.

The moment she pressed the button, a white ray of light radiated from the small square screen, followed by a ray of light of the same color from the computer screen.At this time, Xinying felt a strong suction, dragging her towards the computer screen.

She couldn't resist this huge force, her body flew into the air in an instant, and the familiar furnishings in the room disappeared in an instant.I can only feel her fingers, still tightly grasping that inexplicable machine, as if it is leading me to an unknown place.

Like a breeze blowing by, the books spread out on the desk curled up at the footer, and then hung down lazily.The only difference is that there is no one in the room.The traces of the girl disappeared completely.

Jianliang left the house 5 minutes early.Unlike usual, he did not take the elevator, but trotted down the stairs of the safe passage.When we arrived at the door of Xinying's house, only 1 minute had passed.He calmed down, raised his hand and pressed the doorbell.

"Ding dong", a pleasant voice sounded.

He waited at the door for a while, but did not hear any movement inside the door.

"Ding dong", press it again.

Xinying still didn't open the door for him by tapping on her slippers as usual.

Jianliang was a little puzzled, he looked down at the watch on his wrist, there was still one minute before the agreed time.Master Zhao is a very strict person, especially when it comes to time.Xinying was late for the first meeting with him, Master Zhao would definitely express dissatisfaction.

But—he felt a little uneasy, because it was an agreed upon matter, and Xinying would not break her promise, so she would not choose to go out at this time, then after so long there was no response in the room, could it be something happened? What's the matter?

He rang the doorbell for the third time.

Fortunately, this time, there was finally a response from the door.He heard rustling noises inside—the heart must have accidentally fallen asleep! ——Thinking of this possibility, Jian Liang couldn't help but bend the corner of his mouth.

But the next moment, a loud sound came from the door, as if something heavy in the room fell to the ground.

"Xin Ying!" Jian Liang felt that something was wrong, and directly knocked on the door twice with his fist.

A panic-stricken silence spread quietly.

"Xinying?!" The immature male voice echoed in the corridor, accompanied by the sound of knocking on the door, but all the voices still did not get the girl's response.

The feeling of uneasiness is getting stronger and stronger.Jian Liang thought for a while, then turned around and ran towards the stairs as fast as he could.When he reappeared in his home out of breath, he inevitably shocked his family.

After listening to Jianliang's intermittent narration, Li Zhenyu frowned.Without saying a word, he picked up the spare key of Xinying's house, and followed Jianliang out.Jia Ling also looked worried, she didn't even bother to change out her slippers, and ran out of the house after the two of them.

Turn the key j□j keyhole slightly, and you will hear a slight "click".There were no golden hinges on the door either, and the door opened with almost no effort when pushed.

Jianliang followed his father into the room.It was still neat and tidy, just like in his impression.Turning his eyes away, his eyes fell on the corridor connecting the living room and the room, and he couldn't help but yelled: "Xinying!"

Both Li Zhenyu and Jia Ling noticed it.The little girl was lying on the corridor, her braided long hair was disheveled, covering her face.Li Zhenyu strode forward and lifted the girl's upper body.He noticed that the girl's cheeks were flushed abnormally, and her breathing seemed a little short. When he pressed the back of his hand to her forehead, he felt hot.

"She has a fever." Li Zhenyu picked up the girl and calmly said to his son and daughter who were stunned, "Jialing, hurry up and call the hospital!" After a pause, he added, "Jianliang, you still Hurry up to Master Zhao and explain to him about Xinying's illness, he will understand."

"I," Jianliang was a little at a loss at first, but he quickly calmed down, "I know." At this moment, he noticed that Xinying's right hand was hanging by his side, as if he was holding something tightly.However, the hands on the watch kept moving forward to remind him that it was no time to think about it.He followed his father downstairs, finally looked back at the girl lying weakly in Li Zhenyu's arms, and rushed towards Master Zhao's house.

When Jian Liang came to the hospital, his heart was still in a deep sleep under the high temperature.Jia Ling led him to the door of the ward, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw Li Zhenyu standing in the corner of the corridor and whispering on the phone.Jia Ling supported his shoulders with both hands, and told him seriously: "Attention, little Rosalin is a patient, please keep quiet!" After seeing him nodding repeatedly, Jia Ling agreed to take him into the room.

The girl on the hospital bed was extremely weak, her pale arms were placed outside the quilt, and the medicine in the hanging bottle was injected into her body bit by bit along the slender tube.Even in her dream, she had an extremely unstable posture, as if she was drowning in a terrible nightmare.

"She's been talking in her sleep," Jialing whispered into Jianliang's ear, "it seems to be 'Luna', 'Xiaoxian'... These are all names, right? Jianliang, little Rosalin has a name in school. Classmates of 'Luna' and 'Xiaoxian'?"

Jianliang shook his head.There are only two classes in Dianqiao Primary School in their grade. For the members of the second class, it is easy to meet each other during recess, and through the information transmission among classmates, they can basically know most of them.It was also the first time he had heard these two names.

At this time, Jian Liang noticed that on the bedside cabinet, besides the thermos pot brought by Jia Ling, there was also an oval-shaped machine with a strange shape.Jianliang stepped forward to pick it up. The thing was very light, and there was a slight sound inside the machine when it was moved.

"Hey, sister, what is this?" He showed the machine to Jia Ling, and the latter shrugged his shoulders, expressing his incomprehension.She followed her to her brother, took the machine from him, and carefully placed it on the bedside again, "This is little Rosalind's thing. Dad said she held it tightly when he sent her to the hospital." Li, almost can't break it out."

Before the words fell, Li Zhenyu opened the door of the ward with a tired face.Seeing his appearance, Jia Ling hurried to the door and pushed him out, and at the same time closed the door with her backhand, as if deliberately trying to avoid Jian Liang.Jian Liang followed lightly to the door, and he leaned against the door curiously, hearing the intermittent words of his father and sister.

"What? This is too much!" Jia Ling forgot to lower her voice for a moment, and Jian Liang didn't need to concentrate and hold his breath to tell that she was using a tone that would only be used when accusing others.At this time, Jialing was in the second year of junior high school, and she was already at the age of knowing the world.

Li Zhenyu made a "shut up" gesture to the eldest daughter, and Jialing suddenly realized that she hurriedly covered her mouth with both hands, but her expression was still angry, "But, but she is sick, she You're still a child, aren't you? Just alone in a country with no relatives..."

"Jialing, that's enough." Li Zhenyu said in a deep voice, the majesty implied in it made Jialing startled, "A Lin, he also has his own difficulties..." Li Zhenyu sighed, but did not continue. .

"Well, forget it," Li Jialing waved her hands nonchalantly, "Even if little Rosalin's father is not here, she still has us! Dad, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of little Rosalind!..."

Jianliang slowly left from the door, he came to the hospital bed, and silently looked at the girl on the bed.Perhaps the nightmare is completely over at this moment, the girl's complexion is a little lighter, and she is sleeping peacefully.

The words of his father and sister Jialing reminded him of the piano sound he heard at the door of Xinying's house.The rhythm of the melody is gradually blurred, but the faint sadness is deeply engraved in the bottom of my heart, which is unforgettable.

"Are you always lonely?" He asked the sleeping girl, even though he knew he would not get an answer.

The machine placed beside the bed suddenly lit up with a burst of white light, but the light was so weak that it was almost submerged by the warm golden sun.The light gradually dimmed, and the machine returned to silence, making people suspect that all this was just a strange illusion.