The moon is dark and the wind is high. Tonight, dark clouds cover the moon, and the wind is gushing. In Tang Xin's room, half of the window is open, and the curtains are swaying and falling with the night wind. Sometimes the rustling sound of branches swaying and rustling.
Didi buzz
The alarm clock next to the pillow suddenly rang, and the cell phone in the quilt also vibrated. Tang Xin, who woke up from his sleep, immediately pressed the ring of the alarm clock, and then pressed the alarm clock stop button on the phone.
Sitting up and rubbing his sleepy eyes, he walked out of bed with a cup against the wall and listened to the movements of his parents' bedroom next door.
Three minutes later, it was confirmed that there was no sound of getting up next door. Tang Xin breathed a sigh of relief. The alarm clock here did not wake up his parents.
Look at the time, at 2:35.
When I walked to the window, opened the curtains and was blown by the cold wind, my mind became much more awake in an instant, and my sleepiness was completely dispelled. I looked at the sky in the early morning, and there was no mercury swelling from the ground, and the sky was dark, just like his wish.
When he got home yesterday evening, Tang Xin went to bed before 8 o'clock, adjusted the alarm clock and woke him up at 2:30 in the morning.
He tiptoed to the bathroom, washed up and returned to the room. Tang Xin locked the door, opened the wardrobe, took out a pair of black and gray jeans and a black hooded trench coat and threw it on the bed.
Taking off the vest and shorts he wore when he was sleeping, Tang Xin put on his clothes, shoes and socks, put on his hood, and lifted the zipper to the edge of the windbreaker collar. Although he was not a night-wearing dress, his black outfit definitely didn't look like he was going to do good things.
He took out the black gloves he bought yesterday and put them on. Tang Xin took a look at the mirror in the wardrobe, thought about it, and suppressed the urge to put on a mask and sunglasses.
Sitting by the bed and brewing emotions, calming down the slightly nervous restlessness in my heart.
I turned my head and looked at the alarm clock on the bed, and it was 2:55.
Almost done!
This time point is the most sleepy time for human biological clocks, and it is the least likely to wake up in a deep sleep.
Lifting up the windbreaker, Tang Xin took out a door from his fourth-dimensional pocket.
Any door: As long as you think about the place you want to go, the computer will convey and distort the space between the location and the destination and move the two places closer. You can reach it by crossing the door. However, you cannot go to planets more than ten light years away, or areas that are not on the computer map.
After taking a deep breath, Tang Xin closed his eyes and calmed down completely, reached out to hold the handle of the casual door, and pushed the door in.
After crossing the door, the scene changes.
On the other side of the door is the first floor lobby of Sichuan Xiang Restaurant.
It was late at night and the needles were heard. The lobby on the first floor of the Sichuan-Xiang Restaurant was cleaned, and the tables and chairs were neatly arranged. In the darkness, there were only the star-spotted lights on the platform enshrined in the statues, which were particularly vague.
The door was locked. Outside the restaurant, a security guard was sitting on a lounge chair, with a flashlight in his arms, and a cell phone in his hand typing in boredom.
Tang Xin suddenly appeared in the restaurant lobby. After putting any door back in his pocket, he bent down and squatted down quietly and listened to the movements around him.
Unless the security guard outside the door shines inwards with a flashlight through the window, it is basically impossible to find Tang Xin's figure, and inside the restaurant, the sound of mahjong came from the third floor.
Tang Xin looked at the business cat on the high platform in the lobby, and then looked at the idle security guard outside the door, plucked up his courage and took a chair in front of the high platform. He stood up slowly and reached out to take off the business cat.
After landing, Tang Xin put the business cat on the ground and took out another prop from his pocket.
Copy mirror: It can copy objects that are opposite to the real object.
Fortunately, the attracting business cat is symmetrical from left to right. After copying it with Tang Xin’s copy mirror, it is difficult to distinguish the authenticity visually.
The copy mirror cannot also copy the function of attracting business cats.
He quickly put the replica back to its original place, with no deviation in the angle position. Tang Xin came down and wiped the chair with his sleeve. After confirming that there would be no trace left, he put the chair back to its original place.
Turning his head and looking, the actions he completed within this minute did not attract any attention.
Taking out the Yiyi door, Tang Xin opened the door with the soliciting business cat and walked in. The Yiyi door disappeared out of thin air, and only two light words came from the air.
"Feel sorry."
The next destination through any door was the restaurant at home. Tang Xin stayed here for a quarter of an hour before returning home, took off his clothes, put on his vest and shorts again and got into the bed.
It was bright and the morning light shone into the room. Tang Xin got up in full spirit, put on his clothes and walked out of the room. When his mother, who was washing, saw him come out, she said vaguely: "Son, what do you want to eat for breakfast?"
Tang Xin smiled and said, "Today, go to the bookstore with Ye Qiu, and eat outside. Mom, can I go to the restaurant after lunch and lunch?"
After washing up, Xie Wanling asked in confusion: "Is the school meal bad? I don't eat at home for dinner? Your dad is unsatisfied in cooking. OK, come on, and call your friends by the way. Anyway, you are always inseparable."
Thinking that the restaurant business suddenly became unsatisfactory, Xie Wanling didn't feel that it was a big trouble. Now that the restaurant has expanded, it is natural to be happy to be able to take care of her son's food instead of being idle.
"Mom, are you still busy at the restaurant today on Sunday?"
Tang Xin was wearing shoes at the door and suddenly turned his head and asked.
Tang Bin, who was watching the morning news in the living room in pajamas, turned his head and said, "Your mom and I go shopping today. Do you want to add two clothes?"
Tang Xin was wearing casual clothes and carrying a shoulder bag on his shoulder bag to go out. He turned his head and said, "I usually wear school uniforms, no need. I'm going out, goodbye to my parents."
“Be careful when you’re outside.”
In the early morning of late autumn, the warm sunshine and the cold wind are intertwined, making people feel energetic.
Ye Qiu and Cheng Mu were dressed casually today. When they saw Tang Xin coming, Cheng Mu asked strangely: "Tang Xin, why are you carrying your schoolbag?"
"Buy some reference materials and put them in your schoolbag. Where is Sun Dao?"
"He is still sleeping. I guess he can't get up."
Ye Qiu said lightly, while carefully observing Tang Xin's expression.
I was still worried about his situation, but it seemed that when I looked at it, he seemed to have forgotten what happened yesterday. Was he relaxed or hid it deeper?
Tang Xin remembered that Sun Dao said that he went to the bar to watch football in the evening, and that he should have gone home in the early morning.
I didn’t have enough sleep for two consecutive days and I barely got up early yesterday, but it’s hard to say today.
In this way, Tang Xin and the two girls walked out of the community, had a simple breakfast at a nearby breakfast shop, and then took the bus to Xinhua Bookstore in the city.
There were many people going shopping on Sunday, and the bus was a little crowded. Tang Xin held the crossbar with one hand and pressed the other hand on the seat of the car seat, just in front of Cheng Mu. At the same time, the raised arm also expanded the range. Ye Qiu held the seat under his arm.
Such a behavior was subconscious. Tang Xin looked out the window with a tepid expression. Cheng Mu's hand suddenly gently pinched his waist, moved his body closer, tiptoed to his ear and asked, "Tang Xin, have you forgotten what happened yesterday?"
Tang Xin's eyes drooped slightly, and Cheng Mururu Shuiqiu's eyes flashed with obvious worry.
"It's okay to have a sleep."
"But that person is too much."
Tang Xin looked out the car window and didn't say anything.
He knew this very clearly, and he knew it very well that the person who was really too much was himself.
But this is how this society is. No one can be noble in front of interests.
After getting off the car and walking to Xinhua Bookstore, Tang Xin and Ye Qiu went to find college entrance examination materials, while Cheng Mu directly slipped to the newly listed novel area.
"You really don't care? Not like you."
Standing in front of the bookshelf, Ye Qiu was holding a reference book selected for college entrance examination questions, as if he was talking to himself.
Tang Xin also held a book, but it had nothing to do with the college entrance examination.
"I don't want to talk about this topic anymore."
Ye Qiu looked sideways, looked at the calm Tang Xin and said, "Okay, I don't want to always expose your lies."
Tang Xin laughed at himself, flipped through the book in his hand, and said: "The human brain's reaction speed is faster than the speed of light, and the speed of light is faster than the speed of sound, so we can synchronize with the world, think, image, sound, etc. It is precisely because of this ability to react that we live in a world full of lies. Lies are not important, what is important is harm."
Ye Qiu's mouth curled up and reached out to lift the cover of the book in Tang Xin's hand.
"Are you learning and selling now? Let me see what book you have in your hands."
Tang Xin put the book together, showed it to her cover, shrugged, "Theoretical Criminology is all nonsense. Even simple theft or fight, there may be complex factors hidden in it. This theoretical study of paper talks is worthless. No wonder this book is discounted by 30%."
Ye Qiu was helpless and complicated. After chuckling, he shook his head and said, "You are always like this. You learn textbook knowledge in school, but you can always attract your attention."
"You are wrong. The school's textbooks cannot teach us social skills, nor can we teach our ability to deal with various complex events in society. As the saying goes, theory is nonsense in the face of reality, but it is still very useful to learn political classes. Practice can produce true knowledge, insight, judgment, behavioral ability, etc., which cannot be given to books."
"False theory."
Ye Qiu no longer talked to Tang Xin, but focused on searching for useful information.
It was almost noon that Tang Xin and the other two went to check out the bill with a few books.
Ye Qiu bought a reference book for each subject. Tang Xin was not surprised, but Ye Qiu bought two books when he saw Tang Xin and was quite surprised.
"Don't you buy materials for preparing for the college entrance examination?"
Tang Xin also asked in surprise: "Didn't you buy it? Are you so stingy that you don't lend it to me?"
Ye Qiu sneered, mocking himself for asking too much, which should have been expected.
He glanced at the two books in Tang Xin's hand, and Ye Qiu looked at Tang Xin with playful eyes.
"Body Language Code"? "Psychological hints and neural responses", haha."
Her two dry laughters showed a hint of seeing through Tang Xin's thoughts.
Tang Xin touched his nose, held his head up and his chest without reacting.
Cheng Mu also walked over with a book, and Tang Xin flipped it out casually. There were two romance novels on it, one translated by Western fantasy novels, and the two below are "Collection of Renaissance Art" and "Classic Art and Modern Art".
"Didn't your dad stop letting you go to an art school in the future?"
Cheng Wenyue cannot be blamed for interfering in Cheng Mu's choice, but in the eyes of his elders, Cheng Mu is both good at studying and will be able to directly enter a key university in the college entrance examination and study a "serious" major. He will never tolerate her freedom to play her unique skills in her favorite art, let alone go to an art school.
Cheng Mu said indifferently: "My father and I are very clear that studies and hobbies are two different things."
After checking out, the three of them had lunch outside, and Tang Xin said goodbye to them.
"Ah? Tang Xin, where are you going? Didn't you agree to go skating together in the afternoon?"
Cheng Mu glared at Tang Xin with his cheeks.
Tang Xin didn't explain, and smiled and waved his hand and left them by chance.
Chapter completed!