Lin Sanjiu's random excuses were full of loopholes even to herself. Naturally, it was impossible to convince Li Bao and Qing Jiuliu - she had no choice but to use the dragging technique.
"My state has been a bit strange these past two days." She sighed, and her mind flashed to Fusiro's peach-like eyes in the storage room. "But I promise, I'll be fine... like this
, let me observe it myself first, if it doesn’t work, I will definitely let the gift bag check it for me, how about it?”
The reluctance on Ji Shanqing's face was so thick that he could almost hold water in his hands. He also learned to express his anger, and when Qing Jiuli raised his hands to express surrender, he glared at him hard.
If he had followed the meaning of the gift package, Lin Sanjiu would have been in the process of being interpreted at this time; but he couldn't resist his sister, so he could only say "hmm" reluctantly, but he did not lack the observation and tapping of the side.
Assessment - For a long time, Lin Sanjiu felt like a mental patient, under the strict watch of a doctor to see if she could be discharged from the hospital.
Sure enough, Pina was nowhere to be seen during lunch, even though she had just said in the morning that she hoped she could eat with everyone and take a walk after dinner. When Lin Sanjiu went to find her, she found that the medical bay door had been locked.
; After finally persuading the witch to open the door, Lin Sanjiu found a huge quilt bag on Pina's bed.
"Don't come see me," Pina's muffled voice came out from under the quilt, "I don't want to see anyone... No, I don't want to go out. Let me die here."
The great witch seemed to sneer, the sound was very soft and passed by in a flash; Lin Sanjiu turned around and found that she was still reading the newspaper with a serious expression.
"Where did the newspaper come from?" she couldn't help but ask.
"Yuan Xiangxi painted it," the great witch said, shaking out the newspaper and showing it to Lin Sanjiu.
It was a real newspaper in itself, but the original name of the newspaper was painted over, "Exodus News" was written in bold black letters, and the printed report was pasted on a piece of paper filled with words.
.
"Today's front page headline is, 'Is Li Zhijun's identity in doubt'?"
Under the quilt, Pina let out a long moan.
Lin Sanjiu didn't speak for a while. A small part of her wanted to smile for the newspaper, but another part of her couldn't help but just sigh.
Li Zhijun, who she had briefly gotten along with, was gone before she could repay that favor; only his memory merged into Fu Xiro's mind and became a part of the latter... This
Is it another kind of existence?
"What's wrong?" The great witch glanced at her from the corner of her eye.
In everyone's mind, a memory that never happened is firmly embedded... However, now is not the time to tell the truth.
Lin Sanjiu shook his head, coughed, and said, "It's okay. Yuan Xiangxi is really... As a ghost, he is much more leisurely than a living person. And he moves very fast."
Pina asked sadly from under the quilt: "How many newspapers has he made?"
"Who knows." The great witch carefully folded the newspaper and put it into the storage tool.
"You have nothing to be embarrassed about." Lin Sanjiu said sincerely, patted the quilt bag again, and comforted: "...It is inevitable, after all, the piece of glass you saw was very dirty, Momo Huhu
Yes, everyone may have seen it wrong. Besides, Mr. Fu Li will not blame you."
It was okay not to be comforted, but once she was comforted, Pina groaned again. "I was so steadfast in my vows yesterday..."
Implanted memories are really scary, and even Pina, the person who discovered the flaw in the first place, was deceived smoothly; but other than this implanted memory, they seemed to have no problem.
Lin Sanjiu comforted Pina a few more words and left the medical cabin.
The fuel would not be delivered until at least tomorrow morning. Before the fuel arrived, she found that she had nothing to do: the biggest crisis had been resolved and disappeared, and every friend who needed to be taken care of was also taken care of.
Since entering the apocalypse, crises and storms have always come one after another. All her energy has been spent on finding a way to escape from the fangs of the apocalypse, resisting and fighting, this luxury of "not knowing what to do"
, Lin Sanjiu had forgotten the last time it happened.
She thought for a while and simply walked towards the library, ready to take a look at Kurosawa Masaru - she didn't think Fusiro had really done anything to him, but just to take a look, she felt more at ease.
The library on Exodus is not large; it's not really a library at all.
In order to make the interior of this starship look more like a mansion, the man who carried out the house-buying scam made many additions and renovations. All the facilities that are usually found in a mansion are available on Exodus, and those that are not available are also available on Exodus——
But maybe the liar didn't like reading. It was obvious that at the end of the renovation project, he suddenly slapped his forehead and transformed a small warehouse into a library.
There was not a single window in the room that was originally a warehouse; at this time, only a solitary floor lamp was lit, and in the silence surrounded by tall bookshelves, a small piece of dim and ambiguous orange light was opened.
Kurosawa Ji, who had arrived more than half an hour ago, is still sitting alone under the glow of the floor lamp, with the pages in his hand glowing with a bright light yellow color. The single sofa surrounds him, half of which is sunk in the shadow of the corner.
Inside, half held his breath under the light.
"... Kurosawa Ji?" Lin Sanjiu opened the door and called in a low voice.
Kurosawa Ji raised his eyes and put down the book; as he moved, the light and shadow flowed alternately on his face, falling into new undulations and contours, and stopped at his half-turned-head posture.
He didn't look surprised at all, as if he was waiting for her to come in - maybe he had already noticed who was coming in the corridor outside before Lin Sanjiu approached the library, right?
It seemed a bit strange to directly ask "Are you okay?"... Lin Sanjiu found him in the library, not the martial arts training ground, which itself was surprising. It felt like Kurosawa Ji
There aren’t many students in school who love reading.
"You...what are you doing?"
"Reading." Kurosawa frowned and said matter-of-factly.
...This is really meaningless nonsense.
"What are you reading?" Lin Sanjiu asked without saying anything. She didn't know how to find out in a roundabout way - although now it seemed that Kurosawa Ji was fine.
"I don't know either." The wrinkles between Kurosawa's brows deepened, as if he would freeze his impatience forever and warn future generations.
"...Ah? How could you not know?"
"I have never read this book," Kurosawa closed the book with a snap and said, "It's so boring. It's so boring that it's like a mental trial. It's so boring that I read the next page.
I just forgot about the previous page. I thought I could read it in a quieter environment...I gave up, it was better than me."
Reading is not a competition.
"Then...then read another book." Lin Sanjiu said blankly.
I don’t know why, but I always feel like this conversation is about to slip out of my hands like a wild horse.
"I won't change it anymore," Kurosawa Ji put it away from his waist and the book disappeared. "I have read enough for today, let's talk about it tomorrow."
Isn’t it boring? Do you want to take the book back and read it?
Does this mean you still have to finish reading it?
Lin Sanjiu rubbed the center of his brow vigorously - no, the book is not the point.
"Um, are you okay?" She finally had the courage to ask directly. "What happened with Lord Li and Fu Xilao before... Well, I don't think I've come to ask how you are."
Kurosawa Ji was puzzled from the bottom of his heart: "Why are you asking me? What can I do?"
"Aren't you friends..."
Kurosawa frowned, still waiting for her to explain - obviously, this sentence alone could not be a logical enough reason for him.
Lin Sanjiu simply stopped asking. Anyway, looking at him like this, she knew he was fine. She simply changed the subject and said, "What are you going to do next?"
"Who knows," Kurosawa Ji lazily stretched out his arms and stretched out every inch of his body on the sofa, like a big cat that has been curled up for a long time. "It is rare for me to have such a situation where I don't have to fight for resources.
When I’m running around and have nothing to do.”
Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but smile. "Isn't this good?"
"Pretty good," he agreed and stood up from the sofa. "It would be better if I could meet the person you are talking about earlier. Do you want to stay and read a book?"
"No," Lin Sanjiu opened the door again, "I'll go out with you."
However, just as she said this, when she walked into the corridor with Kurosawa Ji, she suddenly trembled - Kurosawa Ji was so sensitive that it was almost as if space was part of his body, and he could even touch the trembling air.
His nerves; he immediately turned his head and glanced at her.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Well...it's nothing. You should go first." Lin Sanjiu smiled at him, "I'll go in and find a book."
After watching him go away, she quickly walked into the library and closed the door behind her.
"Why did you call me out all of a sudden?" Lin Sanjiu complained to Teacher Yi in a low voice, "When I suspected that I had lost my memory, you didn't come out. Now you suddenly jumped out... I was shocked."
"Library," Teacher Yi couldn't help but say apologetically. He still said stubbornly: "Take a closer look at the library."
What happened to the library?
Lin Sanjiu knew that this meant that he had discovered something noteworthy in his subconscious - but what it was specifically, it seemed that even Teacher Yi couldn't explain it for the time being.
Although the library is not large, it is decorated very peacefully and comfortably; outside the circle of the floor lamp that is still on, the Persian carpet gradually sinks into the shadows. On a small table, there are scattered bookmarks, magnifying glasses, and a
Pen holder.
In the single sofa, one of the back pillows still retains its shape from being pressed down by Kurosawa Ji.
The bookshelves on all sides are top-ceiling and bottom-floor. They are filled with books, and there is not even a single space on the shelves. However, after all, the books were given as a gift when you bought the house. Naturally, no one has carefully selected them. If you look carefully at this time,
If you look at it, you will find that the shelves near the ceiling and floor are actually filled with sets of empty book cases, which are completely decorative items; only the shelves in the middle layers contain real books - despite the types
, the languages are all random, but the number is quite large.
"What's wrong?"
Lin Sanjiu looked back and forth several times, frowning more and more.
No... She also felt that there was a very subtle "strangeness" in this library... But what was it?
