Chapter 67 Before the sun hits the Tropic of Cancer, I want your answer
After getting out of the car, Tang Rou saw something was wrong with Aslan.
Her eyes were very red and a little absent-minded.
Tang Rou asked in confusion, "Asselan, what's wrong with you?"
Aslan pursed his lips and kicked the stones under his feet:
"It's really unlucky. I just saw that heartbroken Xiao Ning at the barbecue restaurant, and it brought up some sad things."
Tang Rou breathed a sigh of relief.
"Xiao Ning, when?"
It turns out I met my ex-boyfriend.
Aslan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, "In that strange world in the hallucination, I saw him, and the two of us were still chatting."
As they walked, they found that Tang Rou was not following.
Aslan turned back and asked puzzledly, "Why don't you leave?"
Tang Rou froze in place, her eyes widening slightly.
They passed by the convenience store downstairs, and Aslan went in to buy a few bottles of beer.
When I'm in a bad mood, I just want to drink.
Tang Rou opened the can and asked casually, "Tell me, did you see Xiao Ning?"
"Yeah, it's so annoying. Even daydreams are nightmares." Aslan pouted, "I can't forget that heartless man, right? That's not cool at all."
Tang Rou felt her heart beating very fast.
"What did you dream about...?"
"That bitch man asked me to find a good man and start a new relationship, and forget about him. He made me mad."
Tang Rou said nothing.
Aslan slowly stopped talking.
The two of them were quiet until a drop of water fell on the back of their hands.
Aslan was a little lost in thought, staring blankly at the beer bottle.
"Tell me, I really can't forget that damn ex-boyfriend, right?"
Tang Rou thought that he might really be dead.
Before parting with Aslan, Tang Rou said, "Let's talk about anything tomorrow."
Unexpectedly, this sentence caused her to sleep for less than four hours.
At five o'clock sharp, the sky was dim, and her doorbell was already being rang frantically.
Opening the door, Tang Rou was startled by Arthur Lanlan's appearance. Her eyes were bloodshot and her hair was a little messy, like a female ghost who had just been fished out of the water.
"What's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep all night?"
"Rou, I'm not willing to give in. There's something I want to find out."
The more Aslan thought about it, the angrier he became, gritting his teeth:
"Before we broke up, he gave me a book, saying it was a birthday gift, and told me to open it on my birthday. But he ran away within two days, and I never opened it and put it back in his office."
As he said that, Aslan sneered again, "It turns out that the heartless man mentioned that book again yesterday, and he was obviously relieved when I didn't open it. I would like to know what shameful things were written in that book."
Tang Rou cheered up and put on her coat, "Then what do you want to do? I'll accompany you?"
At 5:30 in the morning, they arrived in Area D.
Tang Rou also wanted to understand what was going on.
Xiao Ning's old office has not been changed yet and is temporarily locked. To enter, you must go to the archives office to get the key.
Although the person on duty was not Jiang Youning, he probably admired Xiao Ning. When he heard that he had to get the key, he rolled his eyes and said, "You can't come in. The office can't be opened without my consent."
Someone at the service desk muttered loudly, "Director Xiao's ex-girlfriend is really difficult to deal with."
"It's true, there are so many people pestering Engineer Xiao. They have all kinds of cats and dogs, and they don't even want to see if they are worthy..."
"What did you say?" Tang Rou frowned, "Keep your mouth clean!"
Aslan stopped her, "It's okay, Rou, let's go."
Anyway, I have heard many such comments when I was with Xiao Ning.
Tang Rou was still wondering why Asselan was so good-tempered, but she didn't expect that Asselan would lead her out, jump off the edge of the second floor, and open the back door window.
"I almost forgot, the lock on the window behind Xiao Ning's office is broken, I always enter through here. No one knows this secret except us."
Atherlan is a proficient reader and is a habitual criminal at first glance.
Xiao Ning's office was just like him, neatly tidied, with a meticulous coldness like an obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Aslan walked straight to the lounge of the suite, opened the door, fumbled in the desk drawer for a long time, and took out a box.
Tang Rou followed and watched Aslan unwrap the ribbon on the box neatly, revealing a blue book inside.
"Falling Whale".
It's a sad and tender story.
Atherland opened the book without hesitation.
There was the sound of a key unlocking the door from outside, and the little girl at the service desk ran over angrily, pointing at them and yelling:
"Looking at the surveillance, I feel like something is wrong with you two. You actually jumped over the wall!"
Then he saw the opened packaging box, and he became even more angry, "Why did you unwrap Director Xiao's things so casually! This is someone else's personal property..."
As he spoke, he remained silent.
Because she saw Atherland take out a diamond ring from the hollowed out book.
Athelan clutched the ring tightly, looking stunned.
Tang Rou picked up the hollowed-out book and found a text written on the title page.
She glanced at it and carefully placed the book in Aslan's hand.
"He... seems to have written a paragraph for you."
Aslan looked up at Tang Rou blankly, like a machine that had been unwound. His movements were a little slow, and he opened the cover with trembling fingertips.
On the warm title page is Xiao Ning's handwriting.
The writing is graceful, the pen is as curved as the tail of a silver hook, and the muscles and bones are wanton. Just by looking at the words, you will feel that the other person must have a cool temperament and a cold-eyed outlook on the world.
But Aslan knew how gentle Xiao Ning was.
Away from her, she seemed to see the smile on the other person's face when he wrote this sentence.
——
Alan, you see the words as the face.
We come from genes that are absolutely self-interested, and our bodies contain the survival code for ten thousand years.
We are a stack of matter, an exquisite survival machine designed by genes to preserve ourselves.
All of our "selfs" are just subtle sparks produced by neuron synapses.
Perhaps even the essence of "love" is based on Lenz's law.
But even so, I still want to be close to you.
I want to watch the stars and dive into the deep sea with you.
I want to continue DNA with you and engrave memories into epigenetic genes.
I had abstract love and hate, joy and sorrow.
I think in the short accumulation of time in the future, I will see your figure when I look up.
Life is short, please allow me to be selfish and want to leave a physical mark of myself in your mind.
Please, dear Miss Atherland, are you willing to accept such a selfish me?
Before the sun shines directly on the Tropic of Cancer, I want to get your answer.
——Xiao Ning, 0601.
Aslan clenched the pages of the book tightly, his fingers turning white from the exertion.
The day he received the book, Aslan called him, but no one answered.
Later, I probably called too much, and the other party finally connected, but there was no sound.
Just after hanging up the phone, Aslan received news of his breakup.
Since then, I have never contacted him again.
Therefore, she never expected that the gift box she received that day would contain something like this.
The summer solstice occurs when the sun shines directly on the Tropic of Cancer.
June 22nd.
But why, he never mentioned it.
Several more people entered the room one after another. Seeing this scene, they looked at each other and stopped talking.