When the law of conservation of isolation is broken

Zhang Luotuo had a dream, a dream that he didn't know good or bad.In the dream he bought new software and repaired the spaceship.Then he took Fluffy out for a ride, put it on the co-pilot, started the engine, and let the spaceship rush into the sky, listening to the wind whistling past the windows of the spaceship.The sound of the wind poured into his ears rhythmically, one, two, three, one, two, three, and then the rhythm was slowly accelerated, the speed of the spaceship rushing into the sky became faster and faster, and a special spaceship for the police issued a warning to him , but he couldn't stop.He pulled the handbrake hard, hugging Maomao to prevent it from losing gravity.Soon, Mao Mao's voice, the wind's voice, and the police's voice merged into a messy tornado, squeezing his face.One, two, three, one, two, three.He opened his eyes suddenly and woke up with a start.

What came into his eyes was first the white ceiling, and then the fluorescent electronic clock that rotated slowly. It was placed on his left side, telling the time faithfully, and it turned to 21:[-] point.Zhang Luotuo looked to the right, the looming daylight outside and the holographic images crowded around the high-rise buildings, the air in the glass windows smelled of chemicals, his reflection was curled up in the white quilt, and there was an injection in his hand Faint traces.

"Are you awake?" A familiar voice came in.Zhang Luotuo looked over, Zheng Zheng was wearing a royal blue dress, standing at the door, looking at him with his head tilted, holding an electronic list in his hand, a magazine, the cover is a California girl, the title: Eleven Company will launch a new student Li Xiangxiang, a generational counterfeit idol!Will she top California Girls?

Zhang Luotuo was stunned.He looked around, not quite understanding what was going on.Zheng Zheng, scenes like a hospital, injections.He frowned, trying to remember how it all happened.

Zheng Zheng seemed to see his confusion, she walked over nimbly, pulled out the Mechanical Assembly Weekly covered by fashion magazines, put it on a camel bed, and indicated that she bought it for him: "It's Sunday, 25:[-] in the morning , You were sent to the hospital yesterday and slept all day."

She squeezed her eyes: "You have to thank you for coming to the hospital early, otherwise it's not a problem of you being treated for allergies and sleeping all night."

Zhang Luotuo didn't react, the dream made him dizzy, and he felt like vomiting: "What?" He said.

Zheng Zheng sighed, and spread his hands towards him: "I think you fell asleep. Yesterday you fainted from allergies and were sent to the hospital."

Zhang Luotuo gradually came to his senses. The back of his head hurt like being dug by a spoon. He wanted to reach out and touch it, but the needle stuck in his hand stopped him: "Did you send it?" He fainted Said drowsily, blinking.

Zheng Zheng spread her hands, expressing her innocence: "It's not me, I still want to ask you. I didn't know until I received a call at seven o'clock this morning. A person suddenly called me from a public phone, which shocked me He told me that yesterday afternoon you had allergies, he sent you to the hospital, and now the situation is better, you may wake up later. He also said inexplicably that he knew that I was your best friend and asked me to come and take care of you you."

After she finished speaking, she opened the magazine, flipped through a few pages casually, glanced at it for a while, and finally couldn't help but raised her head and asked: "Then tell me, that new one of yours that I don't know Who is your best friend?"

"A good friend?" Zhang Luotuo picked up a magazine blankly and frowned. He couldn't remember such a person.

"Are you sleepy?" Zheng Zheng narrowed his eyes suspiciously, "Where did you stay before you fainted yesterday? The person who watched you fainted probably sent you here?"

Zhang Luotuo frowned. Before he fainted yesterday—the moment when the feeling of dizziness surged—he fell to the ground, and the scene in front of him gradually became hazy. s eyes.

Zhang Luotuo's heart skipped a beat, and his mind suddenly came to his senses.

Joad.

Zhang Luotuo raised his head, cautiously: "Did you see him when you came?"

Zheng Zheng lowered his head and straightened his skirt, and replied casually: "He had already left when I came, and the head nurse said he was in a hurry. I didn't even see what he looked like, but his voice was very familiar, but I I can't remember right now." She paused here, turned her head, her eyes flickered slightly, "Who is he?"

Zhang Luotuo lowered his head, and replied vaguely: "An acquaintance." He pretended not to see Zheng Zhengrao's interested expression, and opened a weekly mechanical maintenance magazine as if he was very satisfied.He's not sure he's right to be cranky, and he knows that Jung-do doesn't like Jo-de. "I was at Qiao De's house when I fainted." He didn't dare to imagine Zheng Zheng's face when he said this.

Zheng Zheng narrowed his eyes and showed a teasing smile: "Boyfriend?"

Zhang Luotuo pretended not to hear.Zheng Zheng's interest in the answer is like her mood of catching up with the trend, it is fleeting, and he just needs to keep silent.Sure enough, Zheng Zheng was immediately attracted by a suit in the magazine. It was a skirt, well cut, and she liked the way its waistline expressed. The previous question was lost like this.After a while, the doctor came for a reexamination and confirmed that Zhang Luotuo's allergies were suppressed, and asked him to stay until the afternoon, and he could be discharged from the hospital if there was no problem.

After hearing this, Zheng Zheng breathed a sigh of relief: "There have been a lot of things going on in the counterfeit department recently, and I have to work overtime, so I have to go back to the company." She looked at her watch helplessly, obviously hating such things as working overtime.

"Remember to have a good rest. If you need to do anything, you can ask me to help you." Zhang Luotuo reminded her, coughing.

Zhang Luotuo was left behind.He watched Zheng Zheng leave, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt lonely.

This is a single ward, with only floor-to-ceiling windows and white sheets under him to accompany him.The holographic advertisement outside the window was swaying dozens of meters away, and the gray line on the horizon was endless. Zhang Luotuo stretched his head, and finally gave up seeing the end of it, and lay back on the bed.

His arm was sore and he wanted it to relax for a while.He stared at his arms, and couldn't help but think of the word "allergy," and then he thought of Joad, his face, the black hair, the gray eyes, the cold stare, and the dizziness, and the doubts that came with it— —Did he send him to the hospital?But this question cannot be answered by himself alone.He sighed, shook his head, forgot all the thoughts in his mind, and continued to read the mechanical maintenance weekly. He had just seen something he was interested in there, maybe he could try to do it.He watched for a while, until the nurse pushed the door open again and brought him lunch with blue nutritional cream.

That food was unpalatable. Zhang Luotuo had eaten it before, and the nutrient cream contained tranquilizers.But the nurse's staring eyes made his hairs stand on end, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and finish the meal.The effect of the sedative was unexpectedly strong. As soon as the nurse took away the tray with satisfaction and walked out the door, Zhang Luotuo felt sleepy.His eyelids became more and more heavy, and a peaceful blackness gradually covered him. He opened his eyes in a daze, looking at the ceiling.

Sleepiness gradually surrounded him, and the ceiling became hazy in his eyes.Zhang Luotuo felt that he was going to sleep.But at this moment, there was a sound from the door. The sound of the door opening was very soft, followed by footsteps.Zhang Luotuo opened his eyes in a daze, thinking that the nurse had forgotten something, and looked there.

The room was completely white, and he heard sporadic spaceships pass by outside the window, and a dim light illuminated the walls. The light in Chongqing in the afternoon has never been very good.

But that didn't seem to be a nurse, he wasn't wearing a white uniform, Zhang Luotuo couldn't see clearly, the man walked over, and he came to Zhang Luotuo's bed.Zhang Luotuo could feel a shadow suppressing the light.

Who would it be if not a nurse?He thought of the thieves in the news who specifically stole sleeping patients, and the sense of danger approaching occupied his mind, struggling with tranquilizers.He blinked dizzily, trying to see the intruder's face.He wanted to reach out and touch the alarm, but his hand couldn't move under the influence of drowsiness.

In the hazy scene, he saw a figure stretching his hand toward his pillow, but he didn't make any movement.

The sedative was getting stronger and stronger, urging him to close his eyes as drowsiness weighed down his mind.

Under the dim light, black hair, tightly closed lips, gray eyes, one hand in his trousers, leaning against the bed, he couldn't see clearly what his expression was.

The intruder looked at him too, very calmly.Their eyes met.

Suddenly, two words appeared in Zhang Luotuo's mind.He felt he knew who this man was, even though his mind was clouded.

Why is he here?Is it a dream?Zhang Luotuo thought, but he couldn't think of anything.

He blinked, and his stiff hands gradually relaxed.The compulsion of the sedative turned into comfort, and the drowsiness of drowsiness squeezed him like a mountain.Under the gaze of that person, he closed his eyes again.

He thought of this man's name before sleep engulfed his last two seconds.

Joad.

Zhang Luotuo felt that his whole body was sinking, as if he had fallen into a deep canyon.He opened his eyes suddenly, covered in cold sweat, and found that a nurse was helping him lower the bed support and untie the white threads that bound him.He shrank back on the pillow, and the nurse noticed his movement, raised his head, smiled, showing pink gums, and said loudly, "Are you awake? I still want to wake you up and tell you that you can be discharged from the hospital. "

Zhang Luotuo looked at the clock: 03:30, more than three hours had passed since he fell asleep.

"Sorry." He said, covered his face and rubbed it. The feeling of falling was like an invisible rope tied to his body. He took a deep breath for a while to regain his senses. Now it is reality, not a dream.

After calming down for a while, he raised his head and asked the nurse, "Where is the cashier?"

The nurse showed a strange expression, and she quickly wound the white thread three times to make it beautiful: "The cash register? What are you doing there?"

Zhang Luotuo said hesitantly, "pay the medical expenses for these two days?" He didn't understand what the nurse meant.

The nurse glanced at him in surprise, and threw the white thread into the box next to it: "Your boyfriend was already tied up when he came at two o'clock in the afternoon."

Zhang Luotuo said hesitantly, "Boyfriend?"

The nurse nodded: "Yes, the one with the gray eyes, he even came to the ward to see you."

Zhang Luotuo was stunned.

He emerged from the hospital with less than nine hours left on Sunday.It was 04:30 in the afternoon when Zhang Luotuo returned to the apartment. He spent 10 minutes comforting Ah Mei after the spaceship arrived at the apartment. Ah Mei was very worried about his condition and blamed himself a bit. It felt that it should have done something in advance. .

"You're fine." Zhang Luotuo didn't know how to comfort the virtual artificial navigation, because they had no entity for Zhang Luotuo to pat on the shoulder, so he finally chose to pat his steering wheel.

"Can you check the phone number for me? Our company's name is Qiao De." After Ah Coal gradually calmed down, he said, looking at the blue screen, "I have something to ask him." Coal's calm way, after hearing these words, it immediately turned its attention away, the blue screen was spinning rapidly, and everything in the database would be exhausted by it.

"Jord? Your stupid boss? I see. Wait a minute..." it said.

Zhang Luotuo returned to the apartment on the 99th floor with the note that recorded Qiaode's phone number. As soon as the door opened, Mao Mao rushed up, and its pink hair slid onto Zhang Luotuo's face.He is in the shedding phase and has a lot of pink fuzz all over the apartment.It whined to Zhang Luotuo, and after entering the door, it followed Zhang Luotuo wherever he went. It was obviously at a loss for him to disappear one day.Even when Zhang Luotuo was tidying up his things, it insisted on following him, holding hands, grabbing the pen, and sitting on his arm with its pink butt, Zhang Luotuo had to pretend to be angry, and reprimanded it: "No."

But Mao Mao ignored it, it raised its butt.

"Chirp," it said, meaning "I'm not afraid of you."

Zhang Luotuo had no choice but to give in, let him stand on his shoulders, and then went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water.He looked down and found that the red scars on his hands from the injection had almost disappeared, leaving only a layer of golden skin that looked like metal.He sighed, rushed at them, and hummed involuntarily in his mouth. It took him a while to realize that he was humming "Sweet Honey", Teresa Teng's song, which Joad played on the spaceship.It's been a long time since he'd heard the song while fixing things, long since the record was stolen.

Maybe he can listen now.He thought, walked out of the bathroom, turned on the musical instrument, and the blue screen popped out of the air.He said, "Sweet Honey."

The music display network was loading, and a search song popped up two seconds later. Zhang Luotuo slid his hands across the blue screen, skipping virtual idols and audio novels, and finally turned to the name Teresa Teng on the third page.He clicked on it, and immediately, the music filled the room - its sound quality was not very smooth, not as good as a record, but it could be heard, enough for Zhang Luotuo to nostalgia for the past.

Zhang Luotuo sat down and picked up the note, on which Qiao De's phone number was clearly visible, five digits, printed out by Ah Coal for Zhang Luotuo's use.It was a rainy night outside the window, like the day he and Joad came back from the spaceship.

During the singing, Joad's face flashed in his mind, and Joad looked at him in the hazy scene of the ward.

Zhang Luotuo held the note. He wanted to call Qiao De. After he was allergic, he sent him to the hospital, found Zheng Zheng, and helped him pay for the medical expenses.But he didn't know what to say, Zhang Luotuo couldn't even guess whether Qiao De would answer his call.Maybe it's okay if he doesn't call him to thank him, he can say it to him in the office.

He struggled for a while, and finally put it on the repair table.Nothing to worry about, everything can be discussed later.He consoled himself, looking out the window, watching the transparent rain fall into the blue building.He decided to spend the last few hours of Sunday fixing things and relaxing.

He took a deep breath—the moment he breathed in the night air, something rang in the silent apartment, covering Teresa Teng's vague singing voice, and the electronic player trembled due to signal interference.Mao Mao screamed sharply, and its hair swelled instantly, like the Hawaiian volcano in the movie "Volcano Eruption".Zhang Luotuo stepped forward and stroked its fur gently.

"It's okay." He reassured softly, but he had to admit that the voice was sharp and his hairs stood on end. Maybe he should change the doorbell.

Zhang Luotuo frowned blankly, not knowing who it was.Few people come to his place, and he hasn't made any mistakes in repairing toys recently, so there should be no complaints against him from the 94th to the 98th floors.He suspected that something was wrong with the apartment temporarily, or maybe it was a thief. There were always news of thefts and robberies in Chongqing recently, although most of them happened in the slums.

He got up gently, took off his slippers, and stepped on the floor with his bare feet. Mao Mao followed him, trying to climb up to his lap, and it also gave a soft "chirp".Zhang Luotuo squatted down, let it climb onto his shoulder, and made a gesture of "shh", Mao Mao puffed up his cheeks, and immediately stopped singing.Zhang Luotuo patted it on the head to express its praise.

The bell rang persistently, piercing into Zhang Camel's ears.He tiptoed lightly and walked to the door. His eyes were close to the cat's eyes. It had automatically started facial recognition, netting people who came, and judging whether he was a wanted first-degree criminal.The visitor's face was exposed to the light, from eyes to lips, and was judged by the data network one by one, but although he obeyed the door's instructions, he looked impatient, frowning, turning his neck, occasionally fingering He covered his ears, as if he thought the doorbell was smelly and long, the coldness in his eyes was obvious.

Zhang Luotuo opened the door at a loss, letting the air and the smell of damp rain rush in, and the ringing of the bell stopped abruptly.

"Jord?" he said.