Absolute Persona [Unlimited]

The wind on the roof was blowing, Jiang Jian leaned against the corner, letting the broken hair on her forehead flutter.

There were two small knives at his feet, one was confiscated from Song Zhihui, and the other belonged to Lin Tang. The blade was completely rolled up and the blade was ground very flat. It looked harmless.

And his palms and fingertips were red.

They found the control panel of the ice coffin underground, and temporarily put Lin Tang and Tang Huang together.Dr. Huang slumped on the ground in a daze, not fully comprehending the current situation. Seeing that they were going up with Song Zhihui, who was covered with bruises, he quickly crawled behind.

Zhong Xun helped Song Zhihui treat the wound, and took him back to the dormitory.

Lao Huang didn't dare to stay for a long time, and chose the latter decisively out of curiosity and sleep.

And he, after Song Zhihui fell into a deep sleep, came to the rooftop alone.

The wind in the early morning was really a bit cold, he took off his school uniform to treat Song Zhihui's wound, and only his thin shirt was left to outline the lines and outlines of his muscles in the wind.Jiang Jian took out her pocket, held the rosin box in one hand, and the harmonica left by Lin Tang in the other, and looked up at the night sky.

Stars are falling from the sky.

"Both Tang Huang and Lin Tang contacted you on the rooftop. Can you still see or hear everything here?"

Jiang Jian's voice was ethereal and full of coolness.

He didn't seem to be talking to himself. After asking, he was silent for a while.

Then he added: "You can choose to ignore me, Qin Han, but if we call the police, you will never see Tang Huang again."

Lin Tang said the name Qin Han.

Song Zhihui was aroused by some details when Zhong Xun helped him treat the wound for the second time. He cried out the pain and said that he had seen the names of Qin Han and Qin Yun in the board documents he had handled when he was an intern at Yunhan Technology.

Jiang Jian was sure that the previous unexplained disappearance of Yunhan Technology must have something to do with Qin Han.

"Are you threatening me?"

Suddenly the rosin box was lit up, and a male voice came out, with a touch of displeasure in the voice.

Jiang Jian's eyes lit up a little.

Did he bet right?Sure enough, there is a mystery on the roof, that person is actually willing to show up!

"Don't dare, I'm just stating the facts to you."

Jiang Jian put away the harmonica, held the rosin box in both hands, and said in a neutral manner, waiting quietly for his next words.

"I hate your cold, hard bones like you the most." Qin Han coughed twice while talking.

Jiang Jian listened attentively, his voice was somewhat similar to Qin Yun's, except that Qin Yun's voice was more generous and gentle, like a gentle elder, while Qin Han's voice was more forthright and sharp.

He responded blankly: "I accept the compliment."

"Who praised you?! What are you looking for me for?"

"Want to know the truth."

Qin Han paused for a moment, then laughed out loud, mockingly, Jiang Jian felt that he was laughing at his innocence.

Seemingly pleased by Jiang Jian's earnestness, he finished laughing, cleared his throat, and said, "Didn't you go to the underground laboratory and even guess how Lin Tang and I worked together? What else do you want to know? I can pick whoever can answer."

Jiang Jian asked without thinking: "What is the relationship between this place and the outside world?"

"..." Qin Han said hoarsely, "Change to another one."

"What kind of existence is the program world?"

"I don't know, change another one. There are only three things, you can ask after you think about it."

Jiang Jian understood that no matter what, he couldn't get a more in-depth answer from Qin Han now. After thinking about it, he asked: "It is reasonable to say that we should stay here for seven days and then leave, but in fact, this is our second time. It's been seven days."

"Oh? So what?"

"When the seven days come, will we still be in Shuguang No. [-] Middle School?"

"This... you have to judge for yourself."

Jiang Jian fell silent.

Ambiguous words are often used to disguise less obvious negatives.In other words, they still need to make some efforts to make this show end normally on the seventh day.

He sighed, and held the rosin box tightly: "Can I ask, why do you regret giving Tang Huang the piano?"

"What?" Qin Han froze for a moment.

"Computer password, the day I regret the most."

"Oh, I regret it..." The voice in the rosin box became a little sad, "What I regret is not giving away the piano."

"Could it be this rosin box? If you tell her that this thing exists, maybe she won't fall into the clutches of the director and be bullied and oppressed."

"no!"

Qin Han's voice tightened, and he cut him off decisively, but the sound of breathing became a little heavier.

"I just regret that I shouldn't invest too much emotion into this world because of a little girl, especially transforming these emotions into material connections. That day was the beginning of my involvement in Dawn No. [-] Middle School, and from that day on, no matter No matter how I upgrade the system, conduct experiments, and carry out revenge, it doesn't make sense."

Jiang Jian frowned.

Qin Han's emotions seemed to be mobilized, and his obviously shaken confession and explanation had already leaked the clues.

He doesn't seem to belong to the world where Dawn No. [-] High School is located.

Is it because of this that he can completely erase the existence of Yunhan Technology from this world?

"The existence of Shuguang No. [-] Middle School and Fanyin System has long lost its value." Qin Han began to talk to himself at the end. He gave people a more crazy and neurotic feeling than Qin Yun.

But Jiang Jian didn't dare to mention Qin Yun at the moment.

He didn't want Qin Han to find out that he had noticed more

"Will the Fanyin system still exist in Dawn No. [-] Middle School?"

"I have given you the highest administrator authority. You are me now. You can modify and destroy the program directly. What are you afraid of?" Qin Han calmed down, and his voice added a little playfulness, "Well, when can you find it?" Me, see me, and I'll answer your questions."

As he spoke, the light on the rosin box flickered and then went out completely.

The slightly lit corner of the rooftop dimmed again.

Zhong Xun folded the quilt, avoided Song Zhihui's wound and gently covered Song Zhihui's body, turned on the lamp on the table, turned around and turned off the dormitory's overhead light.His broad back was reflected on the wall, full of security under the dim light.

Song Zhihui poked his head out from under the quilt, watched him massaging his muscle injury from the corner of his eye, and whispered, "What's the matter with you, you treat me so well?"

Carry him all the way from the basement to the top, without even shaking his hands, and take care of him meticulously during the period.

The attitude was too good to be true, and he was terrified.

Zhong Xun wasn't surprised that the kid didn't fall asleep at all.

He snorted: "Your brother Jian left after seeing you fall asleep, why don't you say that he treats you badly?"

"Good guy, you're trying to provoke my relationship with Brother Jian?" Song Zhihui stared, "He's just like that, reason is more important than anything else, he has his own priorities in his heart."

"What about me, haven't I always been fine?" Zhong Xun asked.

"Is your perception of yourself a bit outrageous? You treat me well? That's obviously because I'm afraid Brother Jian will treat me well." Song Zhifan rolled his eyes, turned his head to look at the wall, and muttered softly, "You're jealous. You were not like this before, and you can't catch up with people like you are now."

Zhong Xun paused, raised his hand to stroke the wristband, got up slowly, pulled a chair and sat down in front of the bed.

Song Zhihui turned his head and widened his eyes: "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing, just listen to your bedtime story."

"Sick? Let me, a wounded man, tell you how to sleep..."

Song Zhihui choked, his eyes fell on Zhong Xun's hand.

He leaned back in the chair calmly, tapped the device on his wrist silently with his index finger, and his expression was normal.

He understood instantly.

It's a story in name, but it's actually something that happened in real life.

He does not have a wristband and is not restrained. As long as he carefully avoids keywords, it may help Zhong Xun to cheat the detection of the content of the scene.

"Then let's tell the story of Tang Lin and Tang Huang." Song Zhihui carefully considered his words, and calmly described the tragic ending of a pair of twins from good sisters to an accidental miss due to family changes.

Unlike when Bi Lintang admitted his identity, this time his story has a follow-up.

"In order to find the whereabouts of my sister, the surveillance on her escape route was called out one after another, but she disappeared in a street. It didn't take long,"

When talking in the basement, Song Zhihui glanced at him and Jiang Jian at this point.

Zhong Xun glanced at him: "Continue."

"At that time, an expert brother came to investigate the disappearance of my sister. When he was inquiring about the news, he stopped a young boy from impulsive and violent desires, and gave him a business card, saying that he could come to him if necessary."

The young boy is himself.

On the back of that business card was written by Jiang Jian himself: Wouldn't it be painful to try disaster with one's own body?

If you are confused but know how to return, there is nothing good about it.

"The little boy will occasionally go to see his elder brother on weekends. Although my elder brother is cold, he is one of the few people in this world who can understand his thoughts." Song Zhihui glanced at Zhong Xun from the corner of his eye, "But Well, there is always an old rascal who pesters my elder brother with a shameless face, following him wherever he goes, and one time he knew that a typhoon was coming, but he insisted on running to my elder brother's house to watch a movie, and he stayed there for two or three days."

Zhong Xun frowned, and there was nothing he could do when Song Zhihui pointed at Sang and scolded Huai.

Hearing these memories from Song Zhihui's mouth, he had a different feeling.

Seeing that he wasn't angry, Song Zhihui thought for a while and said, "I don't know what happened later, the two of them seemed to be strangers when we met again. Big brother probably doesn't remember, but do you think the old hooligan can recognize big brother? Will he remember him?"

There was a moment of stagnation in the air, Zhong Xun sat on the chair as if he had settled down, and did not speak for a long time.

It had been so long that Song Zhihui's eyelids were about to droop, when suddenly the person on the chair smiled faintly and raised his hand to stroke his hair.

"It's getting late, let's rest."

Then the lamp on the table went out.

Zhong Xun pushed open the door of the dormitory with his hands in his pockets, and walked to the laundry room. Jiang Jian's school uniform had been washed clean of blood.He carried his clothes and walked to the clothes drying table, stepping into the moonlight, his mind was full of the question of Song Zhihui.He remembers, just remembers not as much as before.

Jiang Jian's school uniform has just been dried, and it is warm on his arm.

He stood in front of the drying rack, lowered his head, buried in the warmth of the dark blue, with the tip of his nose against the cold zipper.The load and fatigue on his body kept tearing at him day and night, and his highly tense nerves would break at some point.

So what?So what?

He dare not admit it at all.

"what are you doing?"

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind, Zhong Xun immediately straightened his back and looked towards the door.

The author has something to say:

Jiang Jian: Wow, is this person holding my clothes and smelling them? ? ?

Song Zhihui: You old rascal!

Zhong Xun: ...