"Qian Hua! Qian Hua! Qian Hua!! Wait for me!" Yan Sichen caught up with Xian Qian Hua and stopped her.
Xian Qianhua glanced at him and then looked at the surface of Mars outside the corridor.
"Is things... really like what was recorded in that diary? Have you... been hiding something from us?" Yan Sichen asked.
When Xian Qianhua heard this, she just sneered and said, "So what if it is? So what if it's not? Who are you? Are you asking so many questions?"
"Qian Hua!"
“What are you doing?”
ah?"
After saying that, Xian Qianhua pushed Yan Sichen away and left.
Yan Sichen was stunned. He was silent for a while and then caught up with him.
"I'm sorry... I know it was my fault all these years. I shouldn't have let you bear it alone. Please give me another chance."
Xian Qianhua, who was walking in front, laughed when she heard this, an unbelievable and extremely disappointed smile.
"Thank you, but there's no need to say sorry to me. I'm not as pretentious as you think. Even if you ignore me, I'll still be happy. As for what you said about giving you another chance? Tsk...we all
We've been together for so many years, just think you're tired of it and stop bothering me, okay? We were just having fun."
Seeing Xian Qian Hua walking faster and faster, Yan Sichen who was following behind became anxious. He grabbed Xian Qian Hua's hand and said: "Qian Qian Hua, I didn't mean that. Just think of me as a bastard. We have to solve it now, right?"
The relationship between the two of us is not a matter of fate, but the fate of the five of us. Don’t you care at all?"
Xian Qianhua stopped, looked back at Yan Sichen and said: "Yes, I don't care at all, because what's the use of caring? Have you resisted? Do you know what you are going to fight against? Even if you are lucky enough to survive,
, and then what? Can you become a savior and save everyone? You can’t do anything!"
Yan Sichen was stunned. He never expected that Xian Qianhua would say such a thing.
"Qian Hua..."
"Let go." Xian Qianhua was a little impatient. She broke away from Yan Sichen's hand, then turned and went to her room.
When Yan Sichen was the only one left in the corridor, he grabbed his hair and squatted down.
Yes……
What's the use of caring? The five of them don't even know what they are facing yet. They are just floating up and down in the waves of fate like duckweeds. As for the way forward and what their destiny is, they can't help but decide.
, you don’t even have to explain it clearly to them.
Thinking of this, Yan Sichen suddenly calmed down.
He stood up and walked to the edge of the corridor.
Put your hand on the transparent window, and see the original Mars thirty millimeters away.
The atmospheric pressure of Mars is only about 0.8% of that of Earth. If the corridor ruptures at this time, Yan Sichen will die suddenly in the next second.
Human beings are so fragile.
For a moment, a crazy idea appeared in Yan Sichen's mind, but it was only for a moment.
He didn't know why he did this. Was it to resist?
If this was effective, maybe Xian Qianhua wouldn't dislike him like she does today.
After returning to his residence, Yan Sichen locked himself in the bathroom.
Looking at the sloppy look in the mirror, Yan Sichen realized that he hadn't taken care of his hair and beard for several years.
This is really... so disgraceful.
…
On the other side, in the kitchen, the three people's discussion had no conclusion.
Their existing resources are very limited, and they have never been able to contact the outside world. It is really inefficient to connect clues based on different dreams of several people.
But this is the only thing they can do at the moment.
so……
"I feel that we have too many things to deal with now, and too much data to sort out, so... starting from today, we each go back to sort out our stories and import them into the central carrier core of the camp, and hand them over to 'Samantha' And take care of it, and then we will spend four days every month for one week to get together and have a good discussion, maybe we will really gain something big." Su Wanxia told Shen Yinuo her thoughts. Listen to Chu Xiaoming.
Chu Xiaoming would naturally not have any objections. He had been doing nothing, but now he could finally do something serious. It was not too late to be happy.
But Shen Yinuo said worriedly: "Wanxia, tell me...does Xian Qianhua know the truth? What secrets is she hiding from us?"
This is exactly what Su Wanxia is worried about at the moment.
Before discovering the diary that might have been left by the previous one, Su Wanxia felt that she and the others were just bystanders. Although they could see many secrets through their own perspectives and even experience the entire process as if they were there, But it won't really have any impact on their real lives.
At most, it affects their mood and their views on their own destiny and future.
But things are different now.
If that diary is true, it means that they are also participants, but they have not found out the reasons and purposes behind what happened to them.
"I'm not sure about this...but I believe that when the time comes, Sister Hua will tell us." Su Wanxia thought so.
Shen Yinuo frowned and said: "Then when is the appropriate time? After the things in the diary happen, or before they happen? What is the specific process?"
Seeing that Shen Yinuo's barrage of questions was about to start again, Chu Xiaoming quickly interrupted: "Um...that! Sister Yinuo, I think we are facing enough problems right now, so let's not give any more questions for the time being. If you create congestion yourself, solve them one by one first."
Shen Yinuo glanced at Chu Xiaoming and then stopped asking questions, but judging from her expression, she should still have questions in her mind.
Su Wanxia sighed softly: "Yes... Xiaoming is right, we are facing too many problems now, and rushing to ask questions is not helpful and can easily make people upset... But there is one thing we Now it can basically be concluded.”
"Which point?" Shen Yinuo asked.
“All of this is connected!”
"for example?"
"For example, the different experiences of the five of us, those stories that don't seem to take place in the same era, are actually all on the same timeline. This has been reflected in the stories of Yinuoyou and Xiaoming."
Chu Xiaoming nodded: "Well... it's true to say that. I thought my experience under the Antarctic ice cap had nothing to do with you, but now..."
"Let's wait a week. I think we should be able to connect a complete story in a week!" Shen Yinuo said.
Su Wanxia: "Well, then... I will go find Chen and Sister Hua now. As long as they cooperate, we are still very hopeful to figure out the problem."
"Well, I'll go with you." Chu Xiaoming volunteered.
"Huh? You're not hungry?"
"Oh, are you hungry? It's not like we have nothing to eat. Let's go." Chu Xiaoming picked up Su Wanxia and walked out.
Su Wanxia glanced at him, her heart moved, but she didn't speak.
After the brothers left the restaurant, they went straight to the living area on the second floor of the camp.
On the way, Chu Xiaoming asked Su Wanxia: "Do you think... that him, could it be Xiaoxiao?"
Su Wanxia was shocked when she heard this, but said without changing her expression: "What do you think?"
"Hey? You're such a bad boy, why did you return the problem to me?"
"Stop making trouble, I think it's not Xiaoxiao."
"Why?"
"There's no reason, it's just intuition."
"Intuition? Hey, you are a serious man in science and engineering, how can you believe in intuition?"
"Then what if? Look at all the things that happened to us, which one can be answered with numbers?" Su Wanxia gave Chu Xiaoming a white look.
But Chu Xiaoming said meaningfully: "That's not necessarily true, maybe we just haven't found the right numbers and formulas yet."
When Su Wanxia heard this, she looked at Chu Xiaoming beside her in surprise.
He will not forget that Chu Xiaoming has always looked naive in recent years. He is a top student of Peking University in the true sense. This talented boy who was nominated for the Nobel Prize in Physics at the age of nineteen is one of the best in the world today.
"Superstring Player", the "superstring" model he built in a pure model has not yet been able to break its stable state.
"What did you find?"
"Well...it's hard to say...it's just an idea now, it hasn't been concreted yet." After Chu Xiaoming finished speaking, he looked at Su Wanxia: "When you have a rough outline, you have to come and help me."
After Su Wanxia was stunned for a few seconds, she nodded with a smile: "Yes! Of course."
…
When Su Wanxia and Chu Xiaoming approached Yan Sichen and Xian Qianhua respectively to explain the situation, surprisingly, both of them were very cooperative.
Especially Xian Qianhua, who was a little unsure about Su Wanxia. Not only did she agree with Su Wanxia's plan, she also took the initiative to express her thoughts on these matters and gave Su Wanxia some suggestions.
"I think the point we focused on initially was too small. We should enlarge it and take a longer view. If my prediction is good, even the 'disappearance' of the sun is very likely to have been expected by some people." Xian Qianhua's
The suspicion is not completely unfounded.
In these years, in addition to studying ancient theology and exploring the secret accidents of her five people, Su Wanxia also occasionally checked all the archives about the earth in the Mars camp.
Although the time nodes recorded in this part of the archives are stuck on a certain day before the sun "disappeared".
But from a space log of the "Fengcheng" project, Su Wanxia discovered that the "Fengcheng" project was not only the preliminary basic step of the Mars colonization plan, but also the paving stone of another large project.
This big project even involves many senior officials of Xinghan International Aeronautics and Space Administration. The plan they are executing in secret is not only to benefit mankind, but may also lead to the destruction of mankind.
This is similar to the rash move when humans first explored the universe... But Su Wanxia couldn't figure out why today, someone would still bet on the happiness of all mankind?
"Well... my thoughts are similar to Sister Hua's... but these issues should be left to be solved later. I personally think that the most important thing is to sort out all the clues as soon as possible, at least to have a rough outline."
Xian Qianhua nodded: "Well, I will try my best to cooperate with you."
"Thanks."
"That's too polite...and...Wanxia, there is something I want to remind you."
"Um?"
"He is among us. If you really make any key discoveries, remember to hide them and don't tell anyone." Xian Qianhua's tone was very calm, as if she was stating a fact rather than giving a hypothesis.
warning.
Su Wanxia's pupils were dilated and her breathing was rapid. He tried to calm himself down, and then nodded solemnly: "I understand, Sister Hua... you should also take care of yourself."
Xian Qianhua smiled slightly: "Thank you."
…
Early morning a week later.
As usual, Yan Sichen woke up leisurely to the accompaniment of Bel Canto's singing voice.
The green fields and starry sky created by the panoramic AR slowly disappeared, and the bright white room slowly lit up.
Scratching his head and yawning, he went to the bathroom.
Yan Sichen, who had not yet woken up, took out his toothbrush and started cleaning his mouth.
The buzzing electric toothbrush has served Yan Sichen for more than ten years, and it sounds like it is about to retire.
But Yan Sichen still has no intention of changing. He was like this when he was still on earth, very frugal.
After cleaning, rinse your mouth, raise your head, and then...
"Uh... what is this?" Looking at the blood stains and the white pebble-like things in the sink, Yan Sichen picked them up and realized they were teeth.
teeth?!
Yan Sichen was stunned for a second and then hurriedly checked his mouth in the mirror, only to find that another tooth fell out.
He was stunned again.
How is this going?
What's going on here?
Yan Sichen was a little panicked. He covered his mouth, but he felt the back of his hand was warm, and when he touched it again, nosebleeds came out.
‘What’s wrong with me?’ Yan Sichen felt waves of weakness rushing from his heart to his limbs.
He could hardly even stand up straight.
He backed up and staggered, trying to hold on to the wall to steady himself, but he fell.
The moment he fell to the ground, more teeth fell out.
The blood in his nose was like an unscrewed faucet. He struggled to ask for help...but he had no strength...
He lost a lot of blood and his internal organs collapsed at an unusual speed.
Just a few minutes later, Yan Sichen's consciousness was already dying...
The last image reflected in his eyes was a pair of naked feet.
…
"Where's Brother Chen? Why hasn't he come here yet?" Chu Xiaoming, who was preparing breakfast, was dressed especially like a little cook today.
I put the soup pot down and when I opened it, it turned out to be braised veal shank.
Shen Yinuo put down the chopsticks he had just picked up, with a look of disgust on his face, as if to say: 'You want us to eat this so early in the morning?'
Xian Qianhua had a good appetite, so she picked two pieces and put them on the plate and said, "Who knows, maybe he stayed up all night last night to revise his story."
"Well... let's eat first. Anyway, we have to finish the meal before we discuss it, right?" Chu Xiaoming took off his apron and sat down.
Su Wanxia was a little worried and said: "I'll go take a look, you guys eat first."
"Um...okay."
…
It's only a few minutes' walk from the kitchen to where Yan Sichen lives.
When she knocked on the door, Su Wanxia could hear the sound of the shower in the room.
He opened the guest system and said: "Brother Chen, I'm Wanxia, are you okay? Why can't you still wake up after you slept until ten o'clock today?"
At this time, in the bathroom, a naked Yan Sichen was standing under the shower, his eyes closed.
Seeing no one responded, Su Wanxia applied for visitor entry: "Am I coming in?"
Only then did Yan Sichen, who was taking a bath, opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the door.
Click.
The door opened.
Su Wanxia entered the room and saw Yan Sichen coming out wearing a bath towel.
"I stayed up all night last night and just woke up." Yan Sichen said with a smile while wiping his hair.
Seeing that Yan Sichen was fine, Su Wanxia felt a little relieved. He also smiled and said: "Brother Chen, you are working too hard. Didn't we tell you before? This is a long-term project and it doesn't have to be a short-term result."
Yan Sichen smiled and said nothing. He put down his bath towel and entered the bedroom.
Su Wanxia stood in the living room for a while and then said: "Brother Chen, let me lend you the bathroom." After saying that, Su Wanxia was about to walk to the bathroom.
Unexpectedly, before he arrived at the door, Yan Sichen suddenly blocked his way like a ghost, and asked coldly: "What did you say?"
Su Wanxia was startled and looked at Yan Sichen blankly: "Um...nothing...just an urgent need to urinate...want to...uh...of course, if you mind, I can go to my own room."
Yan Sichen looked straight at Su Wanxia, his purple eyes that were different from those of Asians showed no emotion at all.
"No, it's okay, I just didn't hear clearly just now. You can use it." Yan Sichen suddenly laughed again, turned around and entered the bedroom again.
Su Wanxia was startled but hesitated a little. At the same time, she thought to herself: 'What happened to this brother today?'
Just when he was wondering, Su Wanxia's stomach felt cramped again. He immediately stopped being pretentious and hurried into the bathroom.
Finally feeling comfortable, Su Wanxia began to look at the style of the bathroom decorated by Yan Sichen.
In fact, most of these decorations are based on the illusion of AR holographic projection, but this can also show the preference of the decorator.
Judging from Yan Sichen's slightly deserted bathroom, it fits his usual minimalist personal living habits.
But when Su Wanxia lowered her head, he suddenly noticed that the water flow on the ground seemed to have deliberately avoided an area.
That's what he didn't notice when he came in.
He frowned, lowered his head and touched it with his fingers.
Is it grease?
hiss……
grease?
Put it in front of my nose and smell it, a strange floral fragrance instantly awakened Su Wanxia's dusty memory.
Some images are overlapped.
For a moment, Su Wanxia felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. His legs and feet were stiff. Suddenly, it felt like the entire bathroom had become a prison in hell, with blood everywhere.
However……
"Hey, I'm going to the restaurant first. After you're done, remember to open the toilet and clean it." Outside the bathroom, Yan Sichen opened the door and left after changing clothes.
Su Wanxia was left alone and was pulled back to reality.
The mimeographs on the ground disappeared, and so did the strange floral fragrance.
hiss……
Is it an illusion?
Su Wanxia was not so sure.
But he really couldn't stay here with peace of mind.
He hurriedly dealt with it and left Yan Sichen's room.
When she got outside the door, Su Wanxia felt that her breathing was much easier...