"That should also be a technological breakthrough from Winterfell.
It is indeed a blessing for the civilization of the present world to be able to obtain the 'border' of high-dimensional psychic fields to conduct large-scale experiments, at least based on my research on the deep-sea ruins."
Academician Qi Ming, who had gray hair and beard, gave the answer.
Professor John Levitch smiled:
"Uncertainty gives mankind endless possibilities.
Isn’t the interesting thing about the future lies in the chaos in the quantum realm of this world?”
Fifteen minutes later.
While the remaining invitees to the Christmas Eve party were still experiencing this ‘rare’ life experience in the limited-time ruins.
Su Wen had already driven Jiang Menghan to the place they agreed on on his bicycle.
It is a remote viewing platform next to Linjiang Road, and not many people come here on weekdays.
so.
Except for the old store with an incandescent bulb of less than 10W, there is no one else here.
Su Wen walked to the window of this old store and said in a familiar tone to the old man who was leaning on a stool and reading a newspaper with reading glasses:
"Uncle Wang, do you have any iced orange soda?"
Hear him say that.
The old man raised his glasses, and then showed a gentle smile that was familiar to him:
"Yes, of course."
Just like that, he bought two cans of soda and handed one of them to the iceberg girl next to the observation deck.
Then he himself leaned leisurely on the bench where he could feel the breeze blowing from the river:
"We are probably the only ones who will be here on Christmas Eve.
If I wasn't in high school I would come here often.
Maybe I won't even remember this place today.
Thinking about it this way, this world probably has some tolerance for lonely people."
"Is there any tolerance for loneliness?"
The iceberg girl said softly,
"Su Wen.
If you feel depressed about many things, I am willing to face them with you."
"Do not worry.
I haven’t reached the point where I feel tired yet.”
Su Wen just leaned on the bench and looked into the distance quietly.
The silvery white moonlight slipped quietly.
A whole expanse of intermittent waves is cast on the river bank, and traces of tourists and parked yachts can be seen on the wooden promenade along the river in the distance.
And further away.
Lighthouse No. 43, which was repaired due to the resistance to the storm 'Evanni', is still guiding the returners in the direction.
But those things were probably not the reason why Su Wen left evening self-study in high school.
“It’s just because you can see most of the seaside from here.
Only when I get a vague glimpse of the city can I feel that I probably really exist here.
Even if it's the same city.
Everyone actually has a different concept of the city they have lived in for more than ten years or even decades.
Every day we walk on a path that is different from each other but very familiar to us.
See the scenery that may be slightly different every day.
only.
For times like that, I always feel a sense of alienation that "I don't belong here."
Thank you.
Jiang Menghan.
It may be a little late to say this now.
But it is because of your presence that I am willing to face this imperfect world.
You are in the minority.
My true ‘definition’ of this world.”
Hear him say that.
As the silver moonlight streamed down, the girl's delicate and beautiful cheeks also quietly gained some traces of reddish beauty.
What she originally wanted to say.
But it seemed that he was interrupted by Su Wen's sudden voice.
hard to imagine.
She, who is always calm and expressionless, will also appear slightly embarrassed in such scenes.
only.
Jiang Menghan didn't find this feeling annoying, she just felt that her heartbeat was slightly faster than usual.
Su Wen understood that at this time, perhaps it was not appropriate to talk about Chekov or Chernyshevsky to open up the topic.
so.
At this most fitting moment, the handsome scholar took out a beautifully wrapped Christmas gift box from his pocket and carefully placed it in her hands.
He spoke gently:
"Merry Christmas Eve.
I prepared this gift some time ago. Fortunately, there were no big surprises today, allowing me to deliver it to you personally.
I don’t know if it suits your liking, so just open it and take a look.”
I heard Su Wen say this.
Jiang Menghan held the gift in his hands and gently opened its exquisite packaging.
It was a gold-plated bear ornament that was not too big.
The little bear looks so naive.
Moreover, it is holding in its hand a scaled-down copy of "Where Are You Going" by Polish writer Sienkiewicz, published in 1896 and winning the Nobel Prize.
Look at this well-made ornament.
The iceberg girl said softly:
"This is the original text in Polish abbreviation?
It’s really exquisite.”
Her eyes were filled with overflowing affection, for a literary girl who loves bear pillows and has a profound study of the history of Western literature.
It can be said that there is no gift that suits her better than this gift.
Besides.
Su Wen's choice of engraved article is actually very appropriate.
Jiang Menghan held this exquisite ornament in the palm of his hand.
Then in an instant, he revealed a beautiful smile that even the sky and the bright moon could not match:
"("Where Are You Going") is the only historical romance novel to win the Nobel Prize for Literature in more than 100 years.
Mr. Su.
I accept this gift."
Hear this answer.
For some reason, Su Wen, who had always been rational, suddenly felt a little uncool.
The iceberg girl put this exquisite and thoughtful gift back into the gift box and put it in her handbag.
Then, she carefully took out another box from her bag.
"Actually, I also prepared gifts for Christmas Eve."
Hear her say that.
Su Wen is a little more curious, and if it is an ornament or decoration that a girl likes, he will gladly accept it.
only.
When he opened the package, Su Wen admitted that he underestimated Jiang Menghan's familiarity with him.
That is a brand new rtx4080 graphics card.
He has been stunned by happiness.
Seeing Su Wen's exaggerated expression.
Jiang Menghan felt even happier than receiving the gift.
She said coquettishly:
"Well, now that you have a good graphics card, you can't use this reason to refuse me to run models at your house in the future."
But the next second.
She was hugged by Su Wen with her face flushed:
"Ms. Jiang, you are simply an angel."
That's right.
At least Su Wen couldn't think of any man who could refuse the temptation of the 4080 graphics card, which was released less than three months ago.
At this moment, the river flowing into the sea is rushing along the coastline in the moonlight waves.
Although it is winter now, Jiang Menghan still feels that the night sky over the coast is as blue as summer.
The foaming waves washed over the messy rocks.
Amidst the sound of the tide, the whistle of the last return flight at midnight sounded, and the white cruise ship was preparing to enter the port.
And in a place she didn't know.
In the sky above Times Square in the United States, the carol of the dragon spread throughout the land of New York State where the endless snow was about to fall from the moment the Endless Door opened.