Chapter 59 Weird Talk about the Vortex of Time and Space
The man took back his cell phone and looked at the boy whose eyes were red from crying and whose arms were trembling.
He cried into the dead phone.
"Rou...I miss you, I miss Rou..."
Tired of crying, he retreated into the breeding tank, curled up together, leaned his forehead against the glass and sobbed, still murmuring the owner's name.
"Rou, soft..."
Very helpless and lonely.
The wet eyes were so red that it made people feel distressed.
The man grabbed the phone and looked very kind, "Look, I said she was very busy, so don't disturb her, okay?"
Sea Rabbit nodded, tears streaming down his face, and his voice trembled, "Don't disturb, don't disturb, Rou."
"That's right, everyone likes obedient children."
Zhang Ning smiled and extended his hand to him, "Come, I promised you, are you going to repay me?"
The young man flinched, disgust flashing in his eyes.
Separated by a wall, a shadow stood outside.
The man clung to the door, covering his mouth in shock, and listened to the conversation.
…
Tang Rou remembered something and asked Aslan, "Do you know Qin Li?"
"Qin Li? What's wrong with her?"
"Did she feel sorry for anyone? I just saw her." Tang Rou did not go into details, "I feel like she is a little mentally abnormal."
Aslan frowned, "You saw her walking around. That woman is actually a bit pitiful. She has been a bit nagging since her son committed suicide."
Tang Rou was surprised, "Her son committed suicide?"
Qin Li actually had a child and committed suicide? You must know that this is an era with extremely low fertility rates. On average, only three out of a hundred women are fertile.
"right."
Aslan lowered his voice:
"The building he jumped from three years ago was from the 200th floor. There was no human form when he died. Qin Li claimed her son's body and went to work as usual that afternoon. She didn't cry or make trouble."
Seeing Tang Rou's surprised look, Athelando said a few words.
"Many people feel that her son jumped off the building because he couldn't stand the pressure from his mother."
"How to say?"
"Her son is transgender."
Young boys, with cross-gender recognition, dress up exquisitely and like to wear skirts.
This is a tolerant world, but Qin Li is quite strong. She mercilessly insulted her son at the parent-teacher meeting in front of everyone in the school, saying that he was mentally twisted.
At an age when a young man's outlook on life is beginning to take shape and he needs the most recognition and respect, he was not given the slightest face and trampled on his newly grown self-esteem.
It was easy to destroy him with words.
Tang Rou opened her eyes slightly.
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the waiter serving food.
She gave way to the waiter, and something fell from her body during the movement.
Aslan asked, "Is that yours?"
Tang Rou followed the direction she pointed and saw a piece of crystal fish scale falling on the ground. She subconsciously touched her collar and found that the piece made into a necklace was still there.
Could it be that the mermaid just dropped it on her at the base?
Why is he still losing his scales? Tang Rou started to have random thoughts.
It seems like the cat is losing hair...
Abel quickly bent down and said diligently, "I'll come."
He picked up the scale, and when he handed it over, he hissed.
When he raised his hand again, he found that his fingertip had been cut with a deep cut.
"This is so sharp and dangerous."
The girl sitting next to him was named Li Qing. She immediately opened her bag and wiped his blood anxiously. She looked at Tang Rou with a vague rebuke in her eyes, "Why do you go out with such a dangerous thing?"
The concern on Tang Rou's lips turned into, "..."
Abel was a little embarrassed, "I'm fine."
The scales fell on the table. Tang Rou picked them up and held them in her hand. They felt round and smooth without any edges or corners.
She looked at Abel's finger in confusion. The bleeding hadn't stopped yet, and it looked like the cut was very deep.
When she looked at the dishes on the table again, Tang Rou was dumbfounded.
Several octopuses were neatly stacked on the charcoal-grilled iron plate, and they were grilled to a sizzling sound.
"Grilled baby octopus, this is a very fresh way to eat it. Lemongrass is stuffed inside the octopus and grilled together on the iron plate."
Abel saw that Tang Rou's eyes were frozen, and he kept swiping sauce on the little octopus while explaining to her.
He thoughtfully said, "It will taste delicious if you brush it like this."
The corner of Tang Rou's mouth twitched as she watched him use a brush to continuously apply ghee on the surface of the small octopus and sprinkle it with spices. The lemongrass was roasted to give out bursts of fragrance, and her scalp was numb.
Also lacking in appetite was Athelan.
After baking, Abel ignored the starry-eyed Li Qing who was holding the tray next to him, and took a tong to pick up a piece for Tang Rou.
"Have a try, this is delicious."
It smells really good.
Tang Rou stiffened for a moment, her mind was filled with the little octopus in her laboratory.
Aslan was silent for a while and then said, "How about eating something else?"
At this time, the waiter served the dishes again.
Crispy jellyfish shreds are squeezed with fresh lemon juice, cooking wine and vinegar, as well as garlic sesame oil, and mixed with cool and refreshing cucumber shreds.
"This is a Chinese dish." Abel pushed the plate towards Tang Rou, "You should like the Eastern way of eating it."
Tang Rou looked at the crystal clear jellyfish silk, and thought of No. 4, who floated tenderly behind the glass plate every day, and the corner of her mouth twitched again.
Atherland silently gave her a piece of roasted snowflake beef, and thoughtfully wrapped it in vegetables.
"Eat this, this is delicious."
Tang Rou breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you."
At this time, the next dish was served.
Grilled whole fish on iron plate.
Tang Rou finally put down her chopsticks.
Today is a good day for dieting.
It started to rain outside the window, pattering, drawing winding water lines on the glass.
After a while, the rain turned into hail.
You can hear the crisp sound of windows being hit while sitting in the house.
The world's weather has been abnormal for a long time, and everyone is not surprised. Pedestrians quickly ran past the window and stood under the eaves to avoid the wind and rain.
After eating for a while, someone suggested, "Let's play truth or dare!"
In ordinary gatherings of men and women, the atmosphere is nothing more than a few specific games. They take soju bottles, clear a blank space on the table, and start spinning the bottles.
I don’t know why it’s such a coincidence that Tang Rou keeps losing tonight, and the bottle is almost always facing her.
Abel blushed and asked, "Miss Tang Rou, do you want to choose truth or dare?"
Tang Rou didn't want to choose, so she smiled and said, "I'll punish myself with a drink."
Tang Rou lost frequently, and the boy named Abel changed seats with the person next to her at some point, sat next to her, blushed and reached out to grab her cup.
"You drank too much, let me do it for you."
Immediately, people around him made ambiguous cheers, and Abel's face turned even redder.
"Rumble--"
There was thunder outside the window.
I don’t know who drank too much, so they chatted and said, “Have you heard of the space-time vortex?”
"what is that?"
The man looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them in the busy barbecue restaurant, so he lowered his voice.
"One hypothesis is that everyone is in the same circle, so they should have heard about the "salesman", right?"
"I heard that people who were killed and had their files canceled decades ago came out of the sea, right?"
"Yes, someone proposed the space-time vortex hypothesis some time ago, saying that time is reversible and that you can go back and change the past."