sunk in yesterday

Xia Zhuo dragged and dragged him into the corridor, and pushed open the door of the third class classroom.

His face was ugly, there was water and blood on his crumpled clothes, and his hair was messed up, which startled Uncle Yang who was talking with his roommate.

Anyone who saw this hurried appearance wanted to back away. Obviously, the participant who was not familiar with them thought so too. When Uncle Yang got up and walked over, he silently backed away, for fear of implicating himself in a sudden accident.

"What happened?" Uncle Yang took out a tissue from his pocket, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw the person in front of him biting his lips burst into tears, "Oops", and immediately wiped his face in a hurry, "Crying so well What? How did you get into such a mess?"

Xia Zhuo wiped his face indiscriminately, and said incoherently: "Uncle, can you help me? I can't move him alone."

Uncle Yang went out and saw that Guan Yuzhou was lying on the ground leaning against a pillar.

"Okay, don't cry, take a deep breath first—" He squatted down, the movement of the person on his back was coherent and relaxed, "Go to the infirmary, there is a bed there, I will show him."

Xia Zhuo nodded, and followed closely behind him, "I don't know what happened, he passed out suddenly."

"Before that? No sign at all?" Seeing that his voice was still shaking, Uncle Yang deliberately slowed down his speech: "Don't be too nervous, the participants in the dream are all in good physical condition, and there will be no serious problems .”

"I don't know. We acted separately. I went to him as soon as I got back, but when I found him, something was wrong with him."

"It's okay, it's okay, you relax, don't be nervous."

Uncle Yang kicked open the door of the infirmary, the surroundings were in a mess, and someone else must have searched for clues.

Xia Zhuo didn't have time to make the sheets, so he helped Guan Yuzhou to lie down.Looking at the lifeless face, he froze in place in bewilderment.

Uncle Yang patted him on the shoulder, trying to distract him: "I saw a towel in the cabinet before, go find it, wet it with water and wipe his face."

Xia Zhuo is now in a state of confusion, and he is not very stable when he walks.He frantically took out the towel, folded it under the sink and rinsed it. When he came back, Uncle Yang was taking Guan Yuzhou's pulse, with a serious expression on his face that he had never seen before.

He watched quietly from the side, not daring to step forward and move indiscriminately, for fear of adding chaos.After Uncle Yang let go of his hand, he said cautiously: "How is he?"

Uncle Yang shook his head.

Xia Zhuo was stunned, the blood all over his body rushed straight to his head, before the dizziness took hold of his nerves, Uncle Yang gasped again: "He's fine."

Xia Zhuo: "..."

"……what?"

What is this big gasp?

Uncle Yang pointed to the stool beside him, and motioned him to sit next to him: "The pulse is normal, but the Qi is a little weak, and he should wake up soon."

"...Oh." Xia Zhuo hesitated: "But he vomited blood just now."

"A spit or two won't do much harm. Uncle jumped from the seventh or eighth floor when he was running for his life. At that time, his whole body was about to be broken. He vomited while running while taking a pill. He almost vomited all the blood in his body dry. He's clean, isn't he still alive and well? Rest assured, he's fine. As long as you don't get killed by ghosts on the spot, you can recover much faster than you think. If you're really worried , just sit here and listen to his heartbeat."

Xia Zhuo leaned over, put his ear on Guan Yuzhou's chest, and the steady and powerful heartbeat hit the eardrum. After listening for a while, he was relieved, and looked at Uncle Yang with a little more admiration in his eyes: "You can also feel the pulse. "

Uncle Yang said hi, "I told you that my son studied medicine. That kid likes it, so I learned a little bit about it. He taught me this."

"It's good to study medicine."

"He rarely comes back, but every time he comes back, he has to teach me and his mother some medical knowledge, such as heatstroke, asthma, sudden heart failure..." Uncle Yang paused, "It really came in handy later. If you don’t think I’m long-winded, I’ll tell you a story when your friend wakes up.”

Feeling his kindness, Xia Zhuo sniffed helplessly, "Thank you."

"What's there to be thankful for? I don't have anyone to talk to here, and talking to you can be regarded as a way to relieve myself." Uncle Yang waved his hand and continued: "One day I went home by bike to buy vegetables, look at the front An old man was driving an old lady back from the market, but suddenly—a bang, the old man fell to the ground and convulsed. The car fell over, and the old lady didn’t know whether she fell or not. She got up quickly from the ground to help someone. Now When I went to the street and saw two old people sitting and paralyzed, how could anyone dare to go up to help? I thought my son had taught me how to deal with epilepsy, so I got out of the car and rushed up."

Xia Zhuo slowly wiped off the stains on Guan Yuzhou's face, and said with a smile, "If I were the son and daughter of that old man and old lady, I would definitely send you a pennant for being brave afterward."

"What kind of bravery is this? It's just that the moment I saw it, I suddenly thought of my son. If it had been a few years earlier, I wouldn't have..." Uncle Yang stopped talking halfway through.The smile on his face gradually faded, and finally he just sighed: "My son has good grades. When he was young, he told me and his mother that he would become a scientist when he grew up. We also bought him many planetary models and astronomical telescopes." Unexpectedly, when filling out the volunteers, I suddenly filled in a medical school, saying that I want to save lives and heal the wounded and become a messenger in white."

Xia Zhuo heard something else: "You don't seem to want him to study medicine?"

"It's not that I don't want to." Uncle Yang rubbed his hands and paused for a few seconds before saying, "Being a doctor is very prestigious, earning a lot of money and having a high status, but I don't know how much you can understand when I talk to you now. Parents' hearts are such things. It's complicated. Saying I want to teach him doesn't seem to be the same thing. If I don't want to teach him, I don't get in the way. What kind of life the child wants to take is up to him, but now Occasionally, I regret it when I think about it, there are thousands of professions in the world, why did he choose to take the path of medicine? How tiring."

"Hu Zimo's father also said something similar."

"Hu Zimo... oh, just the little boy in this dream. Can you tell me about it? What have you talked about with his family after you went down the mountain?"

"Of course." Xia Zhuo organized his language and told him what he missed last time and thought it was not important.

"Which parent doesn't want their child to be good?" Uncle Yang shook his head after hearing this, "But who can explain the definition of 'good'... Hey, stop talking, your friend woke up."

As soon as the words fell, Xia Zhuo noticed that the hand he was holding moved.

The man on the bed half sat up with his arms propped up, his pupils returned to their normal blackness, and his pale face also turned a little bloody.

He hastily helped him, and eagerly pushed the bed and asked, "Teacher Guan, how do you feel?"

"I..." Guan Yuzhou's voice was hoarse, he cleared his throat, "I'm fine, I'm worrying you."

"You still know that I will be worried!" Seeing that he was acting normally and his consciousness was clear, Xia Zhuo finally let go of his heart, poked his shoulder vigorously and complained: "You almost gave me a heart attack. "

Guan Yuzhou looked at him amusedly, and stroked the top of his hair like a hair: "You don't have a heart disease."

Seeing that he can still laugh, Xia Zhuo became angry instead: "I scared you out of it if you didn't, and you will have it in the future."

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Just talk nonsense."

Xia Zhuo was unreasonable like a child when he started arguing, Uncle Yang watched him bickering and laughed when he heard it.He spoke slowly to reconcile: "He was so anxious just now, he saw you lying there crying and came to me to carry you up."

"...I didn't!" When it came to crying, Xia Zhuo pricked his neck and argued loudly: "I was blown by the wind, it was too cold in the corridor, what happened to freezing two drops of my tears?! I It's called Jingui!"

Guan Yuzhou pulled him to his side, and seeing that his eyes were still red, he sighed silently.

Uncle Yang asked: "You obviously passed out after seeing you, what happened to you before?"

Guan Yuzhou was silent for a moment, "I don't remember."

Xia Zhuo said unexpectedly: "Don't remember?"

Guan Yuzhou nodded: "I remember you took me to wash my hands, but I don't remember what happened after that."

Thinking of the last pair of eyes she saw, Xia Zhuo pursed her lips: "Then do you still remember that you beat Wei Jiaxiang?"

Guan Yuzhou frowned, "I have an impression."

Good thing it wasn't amnesia.Xia Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, "You beat him up so badly, I was only thinking about whether something would happen to you, and I forgot that he should still be in the toilet—"

Xia Zhuo hadn't finished speaking when he saw the door of the infirmary pushed open.

Wei Jiaxiang was panting, apparently jogging up the stairs, his glasses slipped some distance from the bridge of his nose.

He supported the door frame and rested for two seconds, his eyes fell on Xia Zhuo who had a weird expression: "Finally found you, Mr. Xia, Mr. Guan. The principal said that the sixth class can't be done without an invigilator, so you should go back and watch... Mr. Guan Why are you lying on the bed? Are you feeling unwell? If you can’t walk away, I can help you watch the class in the afternoon. "

Xia Zhuo was speechless in astonishment, and only cast his eyes on Guan Yuzhou, doubts and incomprehensions were all written on his face.

Guan Yuzhou didn't seem surprised by this, he nodded: "I'm not feeling well, I might have to trouble Teacher Wei."

Wei Jiaxiang smiled casually, "Then you have a good rest, I will meet the principal and talk to him later."

"Thank you."

"Just a little thing."

He comes fast and goes fast.When the door was closed again, Xia Zhuo took a deep breath: "How could he appear here so well?"

Not to mention being injured, the clothes on his body are clean enough to give a speech on stage at any time.

Uncle Yang came to his senses from the side: "Wait a minute, you said he beat Wei Jiaxiang?"

"If I'm not dazzled." Xia Zhuo was dazed, and turned to ask Guan Yuzhou: "What's going on?"

Guan Yuzhou rolled over and got out of bed neatly, "Don't worry, just go back to the toilet and you'll find out."

The three left the infirmary and returned to the bathroom on the first floor.

At this moment, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and soon three or two students rushed out of the door, trotting towards them, saying hello over the others.

Looking at it from this angle, a little blood had already spilled under the door of the innermost compartment, and the convective wind sent the unique smell of blood into the corridor, which was a smell that all participants were sensitive to.But those students couldn't see anything, they stepped on the glass shards all over the floor, shouted how cold they were, and went into the cubicle to untie their pants.

The messy scene proved that what Xia Zhuo saw was not a hallucination. Wei Jiaxiang was still slumped on the toilet, and his posture had not changed for such a long time.

Xia Zhuo pointed to the past: "...is he dead?"

"He's not dead." Guan Yuzhou said, "It's just that the time to pass out will be longer."

Guan Yuzhou said it was longer, so it really will be longer.

Xia Zhuo nodded, and asked in surprise: "He is still here, so who is the person we saw just now?"

"Who do you think it is?"

"This is Wei Jiaxiang, the one just now was also Wei Jiaxiang..." Xia Zhuo muttered a few words in a low voice, and suddenly he was shocked: "There are two Wei Jiaxiangs?"

Guan Yuzhou laughed, "Not bad."

"You guessed it?"

"Well. I went to him to confirm where the timeline stopped. I don't think the 'three days' in the prompt is as simple as it sounds. Maybe there are other things besides going back to three days before Christmas Eve. Meaning." Guan Yuzhou said softly with deep meaning: "Only by making one of them incapable of action can the other show up."

Uncle Yang was confused: "How can you be sure that this Wei Jiaxiang is the one before the timeline changed?"

"It's just that I feel a little uncomfortable when talking with him, but I think the evidence should be on him." Guan Yuzhou squatted down while talking, and took out a key from Wei Jiaxiang's pocket.

The key says "201".

This is the key to the dormitory.

"On the current timeline, 201 is the dormitory of teachers in class six. Before the incident, the dormitory was in the order of teacher 206 in class one, teacher 205 in class two, and teacher 204 in class three. After the timeline goes backwards, Uncle Yang's dormitory Should it be changed from 204 to 203? I saw that everyone was exchanging dormitory keys in the morning."

Uncle Yang nodded: "That's right."

"So on the timeline we returned to, Wei Jiaxiang should have the key of 206. And Wei Jiaxiang, who came from the same timeline as ours, has the key of 201."

Xia Zhuo suddenly remembered something: "Mr. Guan, you said before that there is a problem with the 206 we live in."

"Well, I also said that the problematic one is the teacher who once lived in this room." Guan Yuzhou looked at the aborigines on the ground with dark eyes, and said firmly: "And this 'Zeng' refers to the teacher who changed the dormitory once. Jiaxiang. Hu Zimo had an accident when he lived in 206, so the night we moved in, Hu Zimo came back to look for him once."

"So that's it." Uncle Yang suddenly realized: "I said why all the dormitories were changed in one night. It turned out that Wei Jiaxiang was afraid that Hu Zimo would come back to look for him, so he took the initiative to change the room."

"I thought we didn't have the key to 201 and it would be difficult to lock the door during the day, but now it seems that the key can only be obtained through this way." Guan Yuzhou shook his fingertips, and there was another 206 key they used hanging on it. "So if time permits, we can also visit his dormitory for free."

Amused by the description of free visits, Uncle Yang joked: "I can see that you are really here to travel."

What is time allowance?If there is no accident, the hanged Hu Zimo will appear in 206 tonight at the same time as last time, and they need to return to 206 before Wei Jiaxiang, and lock the door before night, waiting for Hu Zimo's appearance body.

There's still a long time to kill before then.

What to do in the afternoon.

Xia Zhuo took out the recording paper from his pocket, and made a decision in a few moments.

"Uncle, do you want to come with us?" He turned to ask Uncle Yang, "We plan to go to the small shop next to the garden in the afternoon, if you are interested, we can come together."

"Of course." Uncle Yang immediately agreed.

Xia Zhuo nodded and whispered, "It's just that I don't have any money."

I don't know if I can use the wages I haven't received to offset...