The old rule is, kneel down first to apologize, then continue to work overnight until the liver is replaced. This chapter should be the last chapter of "change". I also want to say that it is easier to name chapters recently.
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It was a feeling of familiarity, and Jiang Xu'an didn't know how to describe it exactly. It was like the tacit understanding of old friends, the silence that does not require words in the familiarity. He felt that he had a very important connection with this stone, which was the inner connection between him and him.
The connection built. They can know each other's inner thoughts, and the feeling of silence and familiarity is mixed.
A very abstract description.
Are you stupid? There is a soul resonance with a stone?
Jiang Xu'an muttered to himself, then showed an unspeakable smile. He stuffed the pendant into his pocket and said to Zhang Qiaochu: "Actually, that old man is quite good at lying."
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The taxi app is really convenient. The two of them took the same car back to the city. The car first stopped at Zhang Qiaochu's community. After saying goodbye to Zhang Qiaochu, Jiang Xu'an continued to ride home.
It was about ten o'clock, and the road was busy with traffic, and the neon lights on the roadside were flashing. Through the car windows, you could hear the sound of car horns outside and the music playing in the surrounding stores. City people are used to living a life of feasting and feasting, but Jiang Xu'an is a
exception.
The driver stopped the car in front of a red light, humming an old song that was playing outside. He put his hands on the steering wheel and swayed slightly to the rhythm of the music.
Jiang Xu'an sat in the back seat, crossed his arms across his chest, and stared blankly out of the car window.
Zhang Qiaochu was still in the car just now. This man was already eloquent, and because he wanted to get the goddess’s mobile phone number, he excitedly chatted with the driver all over the world. After leaving, the two of them still had unfinished business. The car started again, and the driver continued
I glanced at Jiang Xu'an specifically and found that he had been silent, so he didn't say anything.
Taxi drivers can generally tell at a glance whether a passenger is a talkative person. If he likes to talk, the boring journey will be over. If he doesn't like to talk, he just shuts up and walks.
So after Zhang Qiaochu left, the car was very silent, so silent that it was a bit suffocating.
Jiang Xu'an didn't feel any discomfort. He liked such quiet moments.
Green light.
The car started and arrived at Jiang Xu'an's community a few minutes later.
The community where Jiang Xu'an lives is an old-fashioned community. It was bought by his parents when they got married, and it is about thirty years old. Recently, a lot of things have been built around it. The developer has taken a fancy to this land and has already planned to turn it into a new one.
The community was demolished and a large shopping mall was built.
Regarding the demolition, Jiang Xu'an accidentally heard from the aunt in the community. He himself has not paid any proactive attention to this aspect.
The main entrance of the community is always open, and the two security guards, an old man and a fat guy who is lazy and lazy, are basically useless. There are often theft cases of lost electric cars in the community, and the problem must be partly caused by these two people.
Walking into the community, the cool summer night wind blew on his face, and Jiang Xu'an felt somewhat comfortable. He walked quickly and arrived home in a short while.
A room of about 80 square meters, with two bedrooms, a living room, a bathroom and a kitchen, plus a small balcony. Jiang Xu'an went into the house, took off his clothes and put them on hangers, and walked into the study. He was the only one living in the house, and one bedroom was used for
For sleeping, the other room is used as a study.
There are two rows of bookshelves in the study room. One row contains classics, which he has liked to read since he was a child. The other row contains professional books, books about spirituality. Jiang Xu'an works in a large mental hospital as an expert assistant.
With a monthly salary of about 3,000 yuan, I live a dull life.
He took away the "Snow Kingdom" on the desk in the study and placed the pendant there. Under the light of the desk lamp, the scarlet lines on the black stone became more alluring.
Jiang Xu'an put on his glasses and looked at it carefully.
After a while he put it down because he couldn't see anything strange about it.
"Didi..." The minimalist cell phone ringtone rang. Jiang Xu'an picked up the phone from the table and answered the call, "What's wrong?"
"Hahahaha!" A deafening laughter came from the other end of the phone. Jiang Xu'an could even imagine Zhang Qiaochu with his hands on his hips and looking up to the sky with a smile, "Lao Jiang, do you know? Tingting called me!"
"Oh, isn't this normal?" Jiang Xu'an stood up and walked to the kitchen.
Zhang Qiaochu's joy was too strong, "This is our first phone call. She took the initiative to speak, and the first sentence she said was, Hi..."
Jiang Xu'an pressed speakerphone, put the phone aside, took out a sausage from the refrigerator, and took a bag of instant noodles from the side, started hot water, "Keep working hard."
"Yes, yes." Zhang Qiaochu said, "By the way, Lao Jiang, I mainly want to ask you, what gift should I give her when we go to class tomorrow?"
"We've just made a little progress, so we're in a hurry to give him a gift." Jiang Xu'an frowned. The only bad thing about this good friend of almost seven or eight years was his recklessness.
"Then what should I do?" Zhang Qiaochu asked Jiang Xu'an for advice.
Jiang Xu'an put the noodles and sausages into the hot water, turned on the faucet and started washing his hands, "I have never been in love, so I don't know much about this. You can ask others, or read books or movies about this."
"Okay, okay, then that's it." Zhang Qiaochu hung up the phone in a hurry.
The noodles were ready quickly. Jiang Xu'an finished the noodles and it was already half past ten. It was already quite late. If he hadn't gone to listen to the magic gun's lecture today, he could have gone home two hours earlier.
According to the normal arrangement, Jiang Xu'an will read a book or watch a movie at home during these two hours.
Fortunately, the magic stick only disrupted the rhythm of his day. He thought to himself not to attend such meaningless and absurd lectures in the future, so he put on his pajamas and fell asleep in the bedroom.
at the same time,
In the study room, the scarlet lines on the stone placed on the desk became more and more alluring and dazzling...
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"Crack!"
The bitingly cold water splashed on Jiang Xu'an's face, causing him to wake up instantly. He immediately sat up and looked around with groggy eyes. This was a strange place.
Realizing that the situation was not good, he looked around in the bright moonlight. He was on a lonely black reef, and beyond the reef was an endless black ocean.
The sound of "swish, swish, swish" came from far to near, and finally huge waves crashed in, hitting the rocks and setting off waves.
The waves fell on the rocks and turned into pieces of black foam, and the air was filled with thick water vapor.
"Huh...huh...huh..." Jiang Xu'an, who was drenched by a huge wave of spray, stood there in a daze.
In front of him, huge waves hit one after another, and each wave seemed to swallow up this crumbling little rock.
The pajamas were completely soaked by the sea water, and the bone-chilling cold made Jiang Xu'an's body tremble, and cold air kept coming out of his mouth.
Jiang Xu'an stumbled and fell to his knees before he could stand. The reef was not flat, and the densely packed raised rocks directly scratched Jiang Xu'an's knees. He gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed the trembling of his body.
"Woo..."
Suddenly a dull chirping sound came from the sky. The chirping sound was not loud. If you listen carefully, it seemed like the wail of an ancient giant beast.
Jiang Xu'an wiped his cheeks with his hands and forced himself to calm down. This didn't seem like a dream. The dream couldn't be so real. His senses were strongly impacted. This was definitely not a dream.
"Woo..." Like a mournful voice, it echoed melodiously between heaven and earth.
Jiang Xu'an glanced at the injury on his knee and struggled to stand up. Suddenly, his body froze and his face became paler. He even stopped breathing, turned around slowly, and looked behind him.
"thump."
Jiang Xu'an's legs became weak and he fell on the rocks. He became short of breath. One word could be easily seen from his expression, fear.
Directly in front of him was a wriggling monster that was hard to guess how huge it was, somewhat like a squid or an octopus. This monster had countless thick and long tentacles on its body, and the tentacles were floating in the air. If you look up at the sky now, you can
They saw densely dancing tentacles in the sky. Only part of its body was exposed to the sea, and no one knew how huge its body was under the sea.
"Woo..." The mourning continued. This time Jiang Xu'an seemed to be able to find the source. The sound came from the sea under the monster.
Jiang Xu'an's mind went blank. Anyone who saw a monster like a mountain would lose the ability to think.
If possible, Jiang Xu'an is now willing to believe that he is in a dream.
The body of the tentacle monster is too huge. Fortunately, it has not moved, but its countless tentacles are moving. Otherwise, it can easily set off a huge wave that can engulf the reef.
In a daze, Jiang Xu'an felt familiar again. He remembered that when he went to the old black man's lecture at night, the monster in the old man's projection screen picture was very similar to what he saw with his own eyes now.
Monster line...
monster……
An isolated island...
Reverse communication monster line...
Stone……
Jiang Xu'an is gradually recovering his thoughts.
He originally shivered because of the cold, but now it was due to uncontrollable fear. He wanted to get up, but his body was weak and he couldn't use any strength. At this time, he could feel all the descriptions of fear in novels and movies.
Unable to resist, I can only wait to die.
But what was unexpected was that the tentacle monster just kept making what he thought was a mournful sound, and its tentacles were still flying, but it did not cause any harm to him.
"Crack!"
There was another huge wave, and the waves hit Jiang Xu'an. He wiped the sea water on his face with his hand and looked at the tentacle monster.
The monster's body is flesh-red, with black and red in most parts, and it has a very hard carapace at first glance.
Jiang Xu'an didn't see the monster's head, but he had a strong intuition in his heart that he was looking at the monster.
He just kept staring blankly at the tentacle monster, which remained motionless. Finally, a tentacle fell from the sky and hit the reef. The front end of the tentacle was very thin, and the tip reached towards Jiang Xu'an, and finally hung on the rock.
Not far from Jiang Xu'an's left waist.
Jiang Xu'an didn't know what this meant. He raised his head and continued to look at the tentacle monster.
The tentacle monster's tentacles simply stopped hanging in the air and took the initiative to grab Jiang Xu'an's right hand and pull him up.
"Woo..."
The screams sounded again, this time resounding throughout the sky.
"call!"
Jiang Xu'an sat up suddenly from the bed, sweating profusely, and his chest heaved violently.
He looked around. It was dark outside the window, and he was lying on the bed. His pajamas were soaked with sweat, as if he had been sprayed by the waves. He did not turn on the light, and sat on the bed blankly, watching
His sticky right hand. There was something sticky on his right hand. He remembered that he was pulled to stand up by the monster he didn't know what to call, and then he woke up.
Is it a dream...
He shook his head, wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked to the bathroom, and rinsed the mucus off his hands.
If it was a dream, where did the mucus on his hands come from, and how could it feel exactly the same as in reality? Jiang Xu'an couldn't tell for a while. He looked at himself in the mirror. He was now a little mentally weak because of the horror just now.
His hair looked disheveled and he looked a little decadent.
But none of this mattered. He found that he was actually wearing the pendant given to him by the old black man around his neck.
The pendant... wasn't... placed on the desk in the study...
Jiang Xu'an stood up straight, picked up a glass bottle containing shower gel from the small table where items were placed, held the glass bottle in his hand, carefully walked out of the bathroom, and turned on all the lights in the house.
He suspected that someone had come in and was playing tricks on him while he was sleeping. This could explain where the mucus on his hands came from and why the pendant appeared on his neck.
Jiang Xu'an searched for several minutes in a highly nervous state, but did not find anyone else in his home.
Then all unscientific phenomena will be difficult to explain...
Jiang Xu'an sat on the bed and froze for a long time. At this moment, the monster's screams seemed to be lingering in his ears.
He took the pendant off his neck and put it on the bedside table. He looked at the time and saw that it was two o'clock in the morning. After calming down for a while, he fell asleep again.
Nothing strange happened this time.
At eight o'clock in the morning, Jiang Xu'an got up, washed up, ate breakfast, and recalled the vivid dream last night. He recalled that the tentacled monster that looked like a squid or an octopus was very similar to the monster in the picture projected by the old black man in the screening room at that time.
coincide?
Perhaps it was precisely because I was deeply affected by the monster in the picture that I subconsciously dreamed of such a thing in my dream.
Jiang Xu'an did not think about this aspect again. The hospital adopts a shift system, from 8 am to 4 pm, from 4 pm to 12 pm, and from 12 pm to 8 am. Jiang Xu'an works the morning shift and goes to get off work at 9 am. , get off work at 7pm.
It's time for him to pack up and go to work.
After getting dressed and packing his things, Jiang Xu'an finally picked up the pendant on the bedside table and went out. He took the bus and arrived at the hospital at 8:30. After entering, he met Zhang Qiaochu who was preparing for ward rounds.
"You came quite early." Jiang Xu'an said to Zhang Qiaochu.
"I came here at half past six to help Tingting buy breakfast. She works until eight in the morning." Zhang Qiaochu approached Jiang Xu'an and whispered.
It was difficult to conceal the joy in his tone, and Jiang Xu'an was very pleased, "Not bad."
"We have agreed to attend a class tonight, are you still going?" Zhang Qiaochu asked.
Jiang Xu'an hesitated for a moment and shook his head, "I won't go. You are making good progress now, so take advantage of it."