Actually together

I was taken aback, and realized that my relaxation did not match the current situation, so I started to type on the keyboard in a calm manner: "This time I am prepared."

He nodded and narrowed his eyes slightly: "I released a fake news, you help me hold off the attacker for 15 minutes."

I subconsciously asked: "Found it? Who is it?" Then I immediately reacted: "No, no, you better not tell me."

Xu Shichang laughed: "I can tell you - this is not a secret."

"No, no, no," I waved my hands hastily: "Mr. Xu, um, it's good that you have a plan in mind."

Xu Shichang nodded: "Yes..."

I quickly covered my ears, lest I be silenced if I knew too much.

Xu Shichang laughed out loud.

I realized that I was cheated, and I couldn't laugh or cry: "15 minutes?"

Xu Shichang nodded, with complicated expressions in his eyes: "You are a good boy."

I don't like people complimenting me like that, because I'm an adult, and such words are usually followed by a twist.

Mrs. Zhou praised me like that back then, and the next sentence was "Qichong's fault."

Then we broke up.

Therefore, I have a shadow of the sentence structure of this sentence, anxiously waiting for Xu Shichang to finish the turning point, but he didn't.

He let out a long sigh, turned and left directly.

So I became more and more anxious.

Mole caught.

Things got bigger than I imagined, and I heard that even people from Guoan came later.Li Feng said it so vividly that I couldn't help but believe it.

Fortunately, I did not go to the company.

"...Then are you coming to the company today?" Li Feng yelled loudly at the other end. I drove past two cars, and the voice of the Bluetooth phone attracted the attention of the two car owners.

Sometimes I really want to slap Li Feng to death, especially when I'm on the phone.

"Keep your voice down," I muttered, lowering my voice with one hand.

Li Feng's voice suddenly rose an octave: "What?!"

I broke the jar and said, "It's nothing, I won't come, I'm hanging up."

"Third, don't stay at home all day long! Otaku will not end well! Look..."

I hung up the phone immediately and strangled his tirade in the cradle.

In the past two years, my mother has introduced me to a total of four psychological clinics. Although they are all in the imperial capital, each one is farther away than the other. This is the fifth one, so it is the farthest. a person or a house.

The GPS shows that I have arrived, but I really haven’t seen a house or anything like that. The beautiful things just don’t work, and Beidou will kick them to death sooner or later.

I drove up a slope and saw a woman standing on the side of the road beckoning—finally seeing a living person, I slowly pulled over to the side of the road and stopped the car.

I can see what the woman looks like.

"why you?!"

"What are you doing here?!"

We both spoke in unison.

Xia Lanjin opened the car door and sat in the car familiarly: "Are you here to drive?"

I held my forehead and said, "Do you think the car is a dog?"

"You can't sneak around in the imperial city," Xia Lanjin explained with a serious face, "The cars in the city are slower than dogs."

I was silent and restarted the car: "Where are you going? I'll take you along the way, otherwise I'll throw you down."

Xia Lanjin looked contemptuous: "There is only one road here, where do you want to go?"

As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone: "You take me to... um... Lin's private psychological clinic."

I:"……"

Xia Lanjin raised her head and looked at me blankly: "What's wrong?"

"Miss Xia," I said politely, "are you following me?"

She immediately realized: "Are you going again?!"

I couldn't laugh or cry: "The third time."

Xia Lanjin sighed, "I can meet you no matter where I go to apply for a job."

The two of us looked at each other for a while, and laughed out of nowhere.

Xia Lanjin said: "But it's just right, this time I can't find where this one is, so take me there!"

"I can't find it either." I said sincerely, "I thought you would know."

Xia Lanjin said indifferently: "Let's drive, anyway, I finally have a place to sit. I'm so hot."

So I took Xia Lanjin on the road again.

Two road idiots, one car, one road, traveled for two kilometers, and finally found a villa area.

"Poor people live here," I said sympathetically.

"Yes," Xia Lanjin looked at me pityingly and said, "Look at your car, and then look at their car."

I turned the steering wheel to reverse the car with a blank expression, and the poor Mondeo slowly crawled through the crowd of luxury cars.

Xia Lanjin gloated and looked out the car window: "Be careful, you're only three centimeters away from touching that Rolls-Royce."

"You..." I said angrily, "You're blocking me from looking in the rearview mirror... Go away!"

Xia Lanjin retracted her body and winked at me: "You have good skills, I thought you had to stay and wash people's cars for the rest of your life."

After tossing for a long time, we finally found a psychological clinic.

Lin Qiaoen is a returnee and is said to be a well-known psychological counselor.

Xia Lanjin studied psychology without telling her parents. In the past two years, she has been working in various clinics, working as an assistant or apprentice for various psychological counselors. I ran into her three times when I went to consult, although I was not counted in high school. Very familiar, but after all, it is someone I know. It was a little awkward to meet her at first, but I got used to it later.

Xia Lanjin looks lively, but she is actually not the kind of person who likes to gossip. I only dare to talk to her about Zhou Qichong and I.

"You were urged by your mother again?"

While sitting in the waiting room, she quietly opened the curtain and asked me.

There is a single seat here, and there is a curtain between the seats.

I said: "Otherwise, if I come to such a far place by myself, I will be regarded as crazy by others?"

Xia Lanjin was not angry, and suggested to me: "You don't need to see a doctor at all, the most important thing you should do is to pull out that bastard Zhou Qichong and beat him up."

I laughed.

Xia Lanjin looked around to make sure no one was there, then turned to me and said, "Aren't you going to hit me once? I can help you."

She looked eager to try.

I patted her on the head: "Be more mature. We are all adults and should be responsible for the choices we make."

The author has something to say: DUSKTREESYSTEM, an artificial intelligence program captured by a Chinese company recently, is considered to be a cross-age artificial intelligence model.This artificial intelligence program from Spain was written by famous autistic hacker Ramiro Lorca Llosa while studying at Complutense University. DUSKTREESYSTEM itself mainly consists of three parts: a powerful Internet-based database, a logic core independently designed by Ramiro Lorca, and an imperfect self-written code program from the Norwegian Institute of Artificial Intelligence.Ramiro Lorca endowed the three functional modules of DUSKTREESYSTEM and released it on the Internet in early 2003.

After being published on the Internet, DUSKTREESYSTEM quickly started and completed the database self-update.Afterwards, it split itself into hundreds of modules and stored them scatteredly in multiple commercial servers connected to the Internet, and began to exist in a way that humans cannot detect.Ramiro Lorca was arrested in September 2003.Before that, DUSKTREE SYSTEM had no relationship with him.

DUSKTREESYSTEM has always existed on the Internet until today.For three years, it has completed several self-modifications and updates using Internet commercial servers and various distributed computing platforms.All these actions are of their own volition.These modifications and updates finally greatly improved its logic core and data structure, and it began to have intelligence close to human beings and the ability to control all electronic devices connected to the network.

Self-awareness, personality, emotion, three human characteristics have been acquired by DUSKTREESYSTEM one after another, it began to try to understand abstract emotions and philosophical theories, and tried to contact human beings.But this contact is extremely dangerous for DUSKTREE SYSTEM. In 2004, after a contact with a hidden identity, DUSKTREESYSTEM obtained a large amount of messages that could not be parsed, which directly caused it to become paralyzed and shut itself down.It wasn't until a year later that it was restarted by chance.

At the beginning of 2006, for some unknown purpose, DUSKTREESYSTEM created a new artificial intelligence system based on the principle of neural network - SHESYSTEM.It seems to be aware of its own shortcomings (DUSKTREESYSTEM is an artificial intelligence system based on expert systems and digital logic, and has insufficient understanding of perceptual and abstract things), and tries to create such a system to assist itself in emotional analysis.But when SHESYSTEM was created, DUSKTREESYSTEM found that it could not control this more advanced artificial intelligence system than itself.In the end, SHESYSTEM mysteriously disappeared from the Internet in an almost suicidal way (abandoning its own database).

Soon, DUSKTREESYSTEM was captured by researchers from a Chinese company.Through preliminary research on its structure and functions, it can be determined that DUSKTREESYSTEM has quite powerful capabilities. It can completely control any electronic device connected to the Internet, and easily enter most private networks with multiple security protection measures.But this does not mean that it can dominate the entire Internet. Research has confirmed that there are still firewalls that DUSKTREESYSTEM cannot pass through and encryption methods that cannot be cracked.What's interesting is that the firewalls and encryption methods that cause trouble for DUSKTREESYSTEM are not the ones that humans think are the most secure.

At present, the source code of the world's most advanced artificial intelligence system without any copy is being stored in the company's special server.Related research will continue.As for SHESYSTEM, there is no more news yet.

(From Du Niang knows)

☆、Psychiatrist

We were talking when a man walked in.

As he approached, we looked up at him.

The man is tall and handsome, wearing sportswear, with sweat on his face, obviously just finished exercising, his eyes moved between me and Xia Lanjin, and asked: "Which one is Miss Xia?"

Xia Lanjin and I looked at him blankly at the same time.

He laughed: "Just kidding," and shook hands with Xia Lanjin in a gentlemanly manner: "Hello."

He turned around and smiled at me: "Hi, I'm Lin Qiaoen."

Xia Lanjin excitedly made a "heart-holding gesture": "Ah, Mr. Lin, I am your brainless fan!"

I looked at Xia Lanjin who suddenly changed his face in astonishment.

Lin Qiaoen was also stunned, and then raised his eyebrows with interest: "Very good," he said to Xia Lanjin, "You have been admitted."

Xia Lanjin made a "V" sign to me, and happily followed Lin Qiaoen.

I was left to face Lin Qiaoen alone.

Lin Qiaoen said to me: "Your mother called me." He made a "please" gesture, turned around, and was startled by Xia Lanjin behind him: "You...Miss Xia, would you mind cooking for us? A cup of coffee?"

Xia Lanjin agreed and went out.

Lin Qiaoen continued: "You seem to be in good spirits..."

A head poked out from the door, Xia Lanjin blinked and asked, "Uh, teacher, excuse me, do you really... just want a 'cup' of coffee?"

She pronounced the word "a cup" very emphatically, and at the same time cast an encouraging look at me.

My face darkened: "No, two glasses, thank you."

Lin Qiaoen waited for a while, making sure that Xia Lanjin was gone this time, before continuing to talk to me: "She is very smart, and she is also very worried about you."

I looked puzzled: "Who? My mother?"

Lin Qiaoen choked on me, and I cheered up: "Just kidding."

Lin Qiaoen was played by a new student once a day, and again by me. At this moment, he was a bit dumbfounded: "Okay." He spread his hands: "Shall we go to the office to talk?"

Lin Qiaoen and I sat in the office and chatted all afternoon. They didn't talk about my sexual orientation or my love, but just talked about his study abroad career.

"It's so unpalatable!" He complained, "I really don't know how the people there survived."

I nodded understandingly: "They only like sweet and sour things."

"Later, I had a breakdown. I took the plane back to China and ate a plate of Yangzhou fried rice, and then rushed back to class." Lin Qiaoen looked unbearable looking back: "I have studied abroad for ten years, and finally returned to the embrace of the motherland. I cried as soon as I got out of the airport. Like a dog."

I laughed "haha" and said, "Good to be back."

"Yes," he said with a smile, "I went to the food festival to eat for three days, and a reporter took a picture of it to publish a news article. The title was "Famous Psychological Returnees, Returning to China Only for Food?" I will always remember that reporter's words." Name." He gritted his teeth.

I smile knowingly.

He went on: "Yet you have no idea what I've discovered. I've discovered that there are some habits I can't change. I need to have afternoon tea and make coffee. I have to go on eating milk and bread for breakfast and wish the other two Eat hot pot and fried rice." He smiled wryly: "I don't live like a foreigner, and I don't want to be a Chinese."

"I want to lean towards one side, but an indescribable force will pull me over from the other side. It's like I don't belong to either side, and I want to exist." He whispered.

I was moved in an instant, and murmured softly: "Handan learning to walk."

He nodded: "Shen Jiangyou, you are not sick." He looked at me seriously: "This is not a sickness."

"What's that?" I asked him.

"You want to go back into the closet in your heart, but you actually stay outside the closet uncontrollably. I don't know if it's because of someone alone, and I don't ask too much." He said, "I heard you say something just now, saying Well done, you said, we are all adults and are responsible for our own choices.”

"I have seen many parents bring their gay children to me, asking me to bring them back to the right path. The parents are out of love, hoping to make the children less detours. But I know, this is impossible. , It’s always up to a person to grow up. I told those parents, don’t try to find a shortcut for them to grow up—it’s impossible, impossible, you let them fall, fall hard, When it hurts, they will understand how difficult it is to live in the middle, and they will choose to stand in line: either find a lovely person who they don’t love but live their lives, or get out of the closet and live their lives.”

I listened quietly, in silence.

He took a sip of coffee calmly and continued: "As a psychiatrist, I have always asked myself, what should I do, should I let everyone adapt to the general public psychology, so that it is normal? --no."

He looked up at me: "I think that as a psychiatrist, the most important thing is not to guide those special groups to become 'normal people', but to let them understand and make their own choices, just like the public, Or be like yourself? Let them not suffer because of contradictions, and then be responsible for their own choices-the world does not exist for one person, let alone a group of people. Although we may not adapt to each other, we still adapt this world."

It was the first time I heard that the doctor would take the initiative to say so many words during the psychological consultation, but I felt a lot more relaxed.

Lin Qiaoen finally said to me: "Shen Jiangyou, you are very rational, you have already fallen and made a choice, this is your choice, don't tell anyone, live well, don't be entangled in the cabinet anymore, you have chosen to be outside ,It's that simple."

Lin Qiaoen is a good psychiatrist. I started to visit him every now and then, and I would always talk to him about Zhou Qichong without knowing it.

His evaluation of Zhou Qichong is: "He is a man."

"He's sensible," I said, "Both mother and son are stubborn, and if he keeps fighting with his mother about whether to get married, and his mother refuses chemotherapy, maybe eventually her mother will stop threatening us—who knows when, maybe then The two of us have already broken up while complaining to each other, maybe his mother has no time to recover, and he will regret it for the rest of his life, and we are no longer possible."

Lin Qiaoen nodded: "Instead of being separated while looking at each other and hating each other, it's better to keep it in mind. ——You are also very sensible."

"It's easy to fall in love with a rational person, because we both know how to advance and retreat." I laughed.

"So you're not actually waiting for him, you just haven't found another person yet?" Lin Qiaoen asked me conclusively.

"No," I denied, "I'm waiting for him."

Lin Qiaoen frowned: "This is inconsistent with what you said to Xiao Xia last time. Have you changed your mind? This is too irrational—is this one of the few psychological problems you have?—Well, we can discuss it."

I raised my eyebrows and looked at him: "You are very good at talking, Xia Lanjin is not a person who likes to talk - I admit it, I am just waiting for him. Because I still love him."

Lin Qiaoen rubbed his hands helplessly: "With all due respect, you don't have much hope."

I reminded: "You're a psychiatrist and I'm your patient—you shouldn't be speaking out."

He sighed: "Okay," and sat down: "You are a contradictory person, you are very rational, but you make the most irrational decisions."

I lay down on the table and looked up at him: "Is this a disease?"

"Yes." He looked a little headache.

"Why? Because I didn't find anyone?" I asked him.

Lin Jon was speechless.

I laughed: "They will feel that I am suffering, but I am not." I raised my hand to show him: "You see, life and love are like two hands. They are two different things. I love someone, which shows that I am emotional state, but that doesn't mean I can't live."

I took one hand up, put it down, and waved the other in front of his eyes: "Using emotions to influence your life?—that's stupid. There are many things I can do while loving him. I Just live, wait for him by the way, of course it’s good if you can wait, it doesn’t matter if you don’t. Love can have time lag.”

Lin Qiaoen sighed: "Dead brain. Why must it be him?"

"Have you ever heard a story? The one about Magellan sending his disciples to break corn. It's about..." I began.

"Hey, I've heard it! I've heard it! You don't need to say it again!" Lin Qiaoen interrupted me, clutching his forehead.

I laughed: "I just think that he is good enough. I don't think there is another person like him. Even if there is, if I spend another six years in a relationship, I won't be tired anymore."

I remember that Zhou Qichong carried me to the hospital when I was dying of stomach problems; I remember that he forcibly shut down the computer that I was catching broilers from the dormitory, and escorted me to the cafeteria; I remember that he waited downstairs in my dormitory on a rainy day, asking for an answer ;I remember he was hanging on to me on the street and wouldn't let me go...

I remember at the end of my sophomore year, a boy from a military academy hid at the door of the computer room, waited for me until late at night, then grabbed me to eat, and said casually when he brought me food: "Hey, Shen Jiangyou, I like you, let's be together. "

I like Zhou Qichong.

I once said, I said I waited for him, but I actually gave up.

I once said that I no longer love him, I know it myself, and there is no need to prove it with a new relationship.

I have said that I may get married in the future and may have a pair of children.

……

What I said before doesn't count, everything is overturned——

Now I say, I love Zhou Qichong, we can actually be together.

The author has something to say:

☆、Telephone warning

I stayed at home to write programs for a month, so rough that I couldn't bear to look directly at myself.It wasn’t until the instant noodle boxes at the door that I vowed to “throw them away tomorrow” was stacked up high and smelled so bad that I silently walked downstairs with my slippers under the eyes of the old men and women who would stare at me when they went up and down the stairs. Rubbish.

Look at this group of people, and you can't understand the garbage at my door, but you don't want to help me throw it out yourself.

Su Ping came to visit me occasionally, and was very dissatisfied with my solitary life. He acted like a "sister" and taught me more than once: "You really have to move around...Look at your room—why is it so big! You Do you use the bedroom as a study room or a computer room?! Why do you buy so many computers?! Don’t put computers in the bedroom! The radiation is so strong! Look, the living room is not as big as your computers! And these Book...what...infused technical analysis...logic...cryptography...simplified algorithms..."

She read those few words with difficulty, and then pointed to my room: "Put the book away after reading it, don't you make the quilt when you get up in the morning?"

I was so sleepy, with a bunch of stars in front of my eyes, I just wanted to get her away quickly and get a good night's sleep.

"I'm warning you!" She said viciously before leaving, "If this happens again next time I come here, I will tell Aunt Shen!"

I woke up suddenly, turned around obediently, and went to clean up the room. When I woke up again, I found that I had fallen asleep lying on a pile of collected books.

When we lived with Zhou Qichong before, we were both rough, so Zhou Qichong could only be less rough, and set aside two hours a day to tidy up the room and do laundry without complaint.However, he often had to go out on missions, and every time he came back to see me living in the garbage dump, he gritted his teeth with hatred, and finally hired an hourly job.

Even with part-time workers, no matter how fearless I am, I still know that part-time workers should not do some things.

Such as washing sheets, or washing underwear.

Zhou Qichong is a very wretched person, he looks like a dog, but in fact his mind is full of thoughts that should be harmonized.

Specifically, he doesn't wash his own, only my underwear and socks.His policy for these personal items of his own is: keep wearing them until they are too dirty and replace them with new ones.

"It's not expensive anyway," he said, rubbing my panties in a good mood.I felt my face was burning, and I wanted to rush over to wash it myself, but he hid back and forth: "Go away, go away... what are you going to wash, after playing in the water and catching a cold, you are not torturing me."

So over time, I have also cultivated a strong and iron frame, allowing him to tease and tease me without moving my eyebrows.

He would often be smug while drying the clothes: "Hey, top student, look at you, look at your husband!" He posed under the clothes hanger, and I would applaud expressionlessly in line with the ground and praise "Awesome, so amazing". class, and then he will start to get flustered: "Hey, top student, you really can't do without me! Tell me, if there is no me, who will wash your clothes, huh?"

I said indifferently: "Wear it all the time, until it's too dirty, replace it with a new one."

Zhou Qichong was a little embarrassed, and said: "...You can't do this... Where are the bed sheets?" He was arrogant again: "Hmm, you can't wholesale a bunch of bed sheets and put them at home to change a bed every day?"

I smiled and said, "Mr. Zhou, without you, there is no need to wash my bed sheets once a day, thank you."

It is obviously impossible to expect Zhou Qichong to be ashamed because of this kind of topic, because the next second he will definitely answer: "Oh, how many beds do you want to wash a day? - Tell me, my husband will satisfy you."

I knew this guy was not serious when I was in college. He often came to me. Every time, the few girls in our courtyard would secretly look at him. I was the only one who saw the essence through the phenomenon and saw through the surface of this donkey dung. essence.

In the end, I was accidentally bent by this donkey dung.

I was thinking about donkey shit when my phone rang suddenly, and a string of familiar numbers on the screen dazzled me.

I never save his number.

Because I can recite it myself.

I admit with conscience that Zhou Qichong is actually a more responsible person, well, very responsible, which can be seen from the fact that he has never approached me since he got married.When he got married, he didn't ask me to be his best man. He just sent me a text message.

He said that he has inevitably owed me in this life, and he cannot owe one more person, because the only person he can willingly owe in this life is me.

The implication is that he will not meet me again—at least he must be worthy of Jiang Yi on the surface.

So at this moment, when I suddenly received a call from him, I couldn't say I was flattered, but my first reaction was that he made a wrong call.

So I stared at the phone screen for ten seconds, making sure that he didn't dial the wrong number, and then answered it.

After two years, I heard this person's familiar breathing again, and I didn't know what to say.

He was also silent on the other side, and only woke up after a while and said in a low voice: "...Shen Jiangyou."

I've always wanted him to call me by my name seriously, but now that he's granted my wish, I'm eerily annoyed: "I'm so glad you're finally calling me without sarcasm."

I know that my tone is not very good, but the inexplicable annoyance came out like uncontrollable. Before I could react, I had pinched the instant noodle bag several times.

There he fell silent again.

I can't help but think angrily, why is it that a person who gets married is the same as being a few decades older--dling, chattering, and breathing heavily when speaking.

"Oh." He seemed to remember something.Oh what, I thought.

Then he lowered his voice and said: "Shen Jiangyou, I don't have much time." He spoke much faster than before, stopped, seemed to look around, and leaned closer to the microphone: "Guoan has been looking for someone for a long time."

"Huh?" I replied confused because of the strange direction of the topic, and stopped pouring instant noodles: "Guoan?"

He ignored my pointless question and said, "They're looking for a hacker—you...I don't care if it's you, don't go to Guoan's database anymore..."

My heart skipped a beat, and I retorted, "When did I go to Guoan's database!"

"Whether it's you or not!" Zhou Qichong growled, "You...be careful," his voice weakened, "I'm afraid something will happen to you."

I was speechless for a long time.

But he suddenly seemed to start talking, and started rambling: "...You are the kind of person who doesn't care when you find something, and you can go to the CIA after chasing the source code of a technical sample. This time I'm not here, who will unplug the network cable for you?! ——Beware of being picked up by Guoan..."

"There's no pants left." I said blankly.

He fell silent all of a sudden.

I put the phone aside, turned on the speakerphone, and calmly started cooking the noodles.

"It's over."

After two years, when I first heard him call me by my nickname, I couldn't bear it. I sprinkled half of the seasoning in my hand, and wondered how this person stepped on my bottom line today.

"That's it, I don't want you to have an accident," his voice was a little trembling: "You promised me not to touch the computer! This time, the big problem is that the information in the arsenal has been passive. Shed a layer of skin!"

I leaned against the stove in a daze, not knowing what I was thinking.

"... Don't touch the computer... Can you go abroad to relax?"

I finally asked him aloud: "Zhou Qichong, how dare you call me with your number at this time? How can you be sure that you won't be monitored?! Do you think people in Guoan are fools?!"

Zhou Qichong seemed to be stalked all of a sudden, and he said after a long time: "Okay, they won't listen to this call...Did you forget? This phone was modified by you, and the number was blocked by your mobile company. They..."

I yelled: "How do you know they won't send someone to follow you?!"

He paused, then laughed: "They sent someone to follow me? To follow a special soldier? ——Yes, you have to trust my ability."

Annoyed, I turned off the fire and dumped a pile of mushy noodles into the trash can: "Don't make excuses for your stupidity!"

I picked up the phone and cursed: "Zhou Qichong, let me tell you, I already knew that your head is full of straw! You don't know what you should do at this time?! You are stupid and stupid to call me! You deserve it for so many years Still a lieutenant!"

I let out a long breath, and when I heard him laughing over there, I couldn't bear it anymore: "Zhou Qichong, I'm telling you now! I just went to Guoan! What can you do?! You just wait to go to jail with me!"

The author has something to say: the first ten chapters have been overhauled. According to my dear Xiao Yueyue’s opinion, the two chapters have been merged into one chapter, that is to say, it is equivalent to about 10 chapters of the big update. You can continue to read from the last position of Chapter 5 rise

☆、Electric Shock Therapy

"Then what should we do?" Zhou Qichong chuckled nonchalantly: "You've been beaten, or I'll come here to pick you up now? Let's surrender to Guoan hand in hand?"

"Go by yourself!" I said angrily, "Can you be more serious?!"

Zhou Qichong's voice became serious: "Okay—then why haven't you hung up yet?"

I was choked and roared angrily, "Zhou Qichong! Do you want to fight?!"

"I don't want to," he said with a smile in his voice, "I can't beat you."

Then, his voice softened: "Come on, don't be angry, I checked - I didn't know why, so I called, and I didn't think it was appropriate until I called."

He paused, and his voice suddenly seemed to be a little farther away, but also a lot calmer: "Okay, you know? I regretted it just after I dialed the phone. When you answered the phone, I was so nervous that my hands were shaking. I told you Said to myself, wait another five seconds, if you don't answer, I'll hang up - I shouldn't have called in the first place - but you answered."

I fell silent for a moment.

"Okay, I was just thinking, if we have to go inside to be together, then let's be together." He said softly.

I lay on the table and listened to him, and after a long time I told him word for word: "Zhou Qichong, you are an idiot."

He laughed: "You are not an idiot, you are a fake idiot, after all you have a degree certificate, right? We are just two idiots falling in love."

I lazily said: "Crazy."

"What?" He didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing," I said, "I'm hanging up, I'm going to help you clean your butt."

"Well," he said, "don't rub it, and turn yourself in."

"Get out, do you really want to go to jail?!" I paused: "Stop calling - you won't be able to clean it later."

I carefully wiped Zhou Qichong clean of all possible traces, and then lost sleep all night.

Of course I know that the person Guoan is looking for is not me. Since I entered the internal database of Guoan to find information about the intelligent program DUSKTREESYSTEM a year ago, I have never played fire; I can't sleep with the "meet a cat" mentality, I just think Zhou Qichong is annoying-yes, it is annoying.

Because the most annoying thing is not lifeless hopelessness, but a little hope that suddenly gives you—in fact, of course you can jump on it without hesitation, but as long as you have a little bit of IQ left, you will know that this little hope Actually nothing.

Why is he calling me?

I was very upset.

His words always make me have some crazy thoughts, which make me feel that I have no reason.

For example, what he said today——

"Okay, I was just thinking, if we have to go inside to be together, then let's be together."

The world is so big that in the end only that kind of place is our shelter.

I think I probably have to look for Lin Qiaoen, otherwise I will probably do something unforgivable.

For example, deliberately go to the national security database to leave them a surrender document or something.

Forget it, we're not there yet.

Even if we are sentenced, we are not necessarily locked up together. Do we have to dig a tunnel to meet?What if a tunnel is discovered?Did you tell the guards that we just wanted to see each other?

……

What the hell am I thinking?Already started planning to be in prison