Chapter 5 Cold-faced Si Chen-
"If I arrive half a stick late, you will freeze to death."
Song Weichen asked angrily without raising his head, burying his face in his knees : "Then why are you late?"
The man was obviously stunned for a moment, why didn't this girl play her cards according to the rules?
“I thought you were going to ask me who I am.”
Song Weichen twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled bitterly, "I'm not even sure who I am now, so I don't have the energy to care about who you are. Whatever you want, love whoever you want."
Lying flat and being rotten is not Song Weichen's usual behavior. style, but for now at least it can make her emotionally consistent.
The man stood up and walked around the desk, sat on the chair next to the bed and looked at her, "After all, you still failed to cross the suspension bridge."
Song Weichen was startled and raised his head Headed.
The face is as sharp as a knife, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a high nose bridge, and just the right generous lips. If his eyes were not so thin that there is no trace of human emotion, he would be a man with a ruthless appearance that she likes. .
Song Weichen finally saw that face clearly.
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"It's you. You saved me again."
"I went to look for my companions, but found you and brought you back. It's a pity. You are finally dead and can never go back."
"No", Song Weichen shook her head unconsciously. She clearly remembered that she woke up and went to work. It was because of the sudden power outage during the live broadcast that she was inexplicable. Back here.
"I remember you said before that the sleep world needs to be in a dream to open the channel, but I didn't sleep at all after I woke up, how could I come back?"
"You didn't wake up at all. "
"How is that possible! I'm still wearing motion capture equipment..." She wanted to say that she was still wearing the motion capture equipment from the live broadcast room, but when she lowered her head, she saw that what she was wearing under the white robe was clearly her home clothes. It was the one she put on before going to bed.
Song Weichen recalled for no reason that when she was a child, her mother told her to get up to go to school. She had already gotten up, got dressed, had breakfast, and arrived at school carrying her schoolbag, but she was suddenly pushed by her mother and asked why she didn't get up yet. I was late, and when I opened my eyes, I found that I had actually fallen asleep again, and was still in bed at all.
She sighed, she couldn't tell what really happened.
Could it be that growing up was just a dream? Could it be that my mother would push me awake soon, ask me why I fell asleep again, and hurry up to get up and go to school? She thought to herself and smiled bitterly.
The man looked at her quietly and with a sense of scrutiny, without saying a word. He seemed to be thinking about some very serious issue.
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Although Song Weichen usually looks like a heartless middle school girl with a heart attack, she has always been able to handle the big issues.
So now is not the time to get emotional. She has to try her best to understand the situation and save herself. Wanting to understand this, Song Weichen sat upright on the edge of the bed and looked at the man solemnly, "The way I opened it just now was wrong. I'll try again." Say, thank you for saving me again, can I ask you three questions?”
"Ask." He had a bigger question about her, but he might as well listen to her question first and see what medicine she wanted to sell in the gourd.
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“The first question, who are you?”
“My name is Mo Tingfeng, the leader of Sichen in the world of sleep. "Master Yin."
Seeing her eyes full of confusion, he explained, "The world of sleep is divided into three places: Kongmeni, Chenmeni, and Youmeni. It is the only way from the dream world to the three realms of gods, humans, and ghosts. The difference is that the boundaries between the three places of Kongchenyou are not clear, and they can be connected, so my deputy, the Venerable Baipao, went to the world of Youmei to handle the case. "
"Brother Mo, it turns out you are a senior executive here, so disrespectful!" Song Weichen thought to himself, he was unfamiliar with this place, so he had to hold this thigh tightly.
"Executive...? The way you talk is quite interesting." Mo Tingfeng said, "That's right, since I took charge of the Chen Department, no newcomer has been trapped in this world for a long time. I don't know. What time is it in this world?”
“Let’s put it this way, the earth has developed to the point where a foreigner has started a one-way interstellar spaceship business and is planning to take some people away from the earth. I immigrated to Mars. Well... I don’t know how to explain it to you. I can only say that your clothes and conversation must be from ancient times, which is quite far away from our current life.”
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Listening to Song Weichen's words, Mo Tingfeng's eyes flashed, as if he wanted to ask more, but what he said was, "That's all, let's talk about this later, what's your second question?"
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Second question," Song Weichen looked at his hands, "If the world of sleep is real, then what exactly is the 'I' trapped here? Is it consciousness? What will happen to my body in the real world if my consciousness never returns? "
"You are half right. The sleep world is real, unlike the dream world, where pain, injury, bleeding and death are all real. Even if I am a monk who has lived here for thousands of years, I will still die if I am seriously injured and die. In other words, what you exist here is not just consciousness, but the complete you. "
Song Weichen looked in disbelief, "You mean that I disappeared in the real world and I am not there. Then my parents must die in a panic. They will definitely collapse if they can't find me!" "That won't happen." "Mo Tingfeng said calmly, "Not only your parents, but also anyone related to you in that world will not look for you. When you are cut off, you never existed to them. It was just a dream they had, a dream whose contents they forgot upon waking up. At most, there is a sense of sadness that one has forgotten what one dreamed. "
Song Weichen continued to shake his head mechanically, "Impossible. ”
From childhood to adulthood, growing up was not difficult, but it was not smooth either. After all, children were not born with a golden key in their mouths and God chased them to feed them. I worked hard to get into a passable school, studied a passable major, and worked hard to find a passable job. Until today, I can’t say there are many exams, but I also took it seriously and worked hard step by step. .
But what a great living person, suddenly and completely deleted his files, dripping into the sea, and no one remembers him.
"I don't believe it. I suddenly disappeared as a living person. How could they not remember me!"
Song Weichen paused as she spoke. She suddenly thought of a person she had seen before. Post, a student posted on the forum, saying that he had a classmate named Pan. The badminton they played together fell into the basement. Pan went to pick up the ball and then disappeared. But strangely, besides himself, Pan’s parents and relatives also I don't even remember there being such a person. Things in the dormitory were missing, and even the place belonging to that person in the group photo quietly became blank. But within a few days, the person who posted the message said that he was suffering from bipolar disorder and that everything was just his imagination. There was no such person as Pan in reality.
Could it be that this classmate Pan also strayed into a place like the Sleeping Realm and couldn't go back... Song Weichen didn't dare to think deeply, all this was far beyond her psychological endurance.
"Then...are you also like me? Why did you become Si Chen here?" She calmed down and tried to calm down. Now is not the time to think blindly.
“Is this your third question?”
“…No.”
“Then don’t ask.”
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Song Weichen took a deep breath, "Okay, my third question is, if He is cut off, is there any way to bring me back to reality? Even if it is a very small possibility, is it possible?" < br>
"Yes."
Her eyes were bright, "Really?! Then sue..." Before she could finish her words, he was coldly interrupted, "My duty is Prevent such incidents from happening."
The light in her eyes dimmed, and she looked at him sadly.
“If the cost of your return is that the real world will be in chaos, and people will no longer be able to distinguish between reality and illusion, and ordinary people may be bewitched and swallowed by evil things in the illusion at any time, will you still insist on going back?” The man's voice was cold.
Song Weichen stopped talking. She only felt that the man in front of her was cruel and that it was enough not to give him hope. He even put a moral shackle on hope, making her feel guilty even for thinking about it.
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Seeing that she was silent, the man stood up solemnly, facing her with his hands behind his back, "Now it's my turn to ask you, the same three questions, I hope you answer them truthfully. ."
Song Weichen nodded solemnly.
“First, why are you on that soul boat?”
"Falled off the bridge and happened to land on the small boat."
"Second, have you ever seen the white-robed Venerable on that boat?"
Song Weichen shook his head, Then he nodded again, "Does it matter if I saw it on the iPad? But I didn't see the appearance clearly. The white robe had a hood. I couldn't even see clearly whether it was a man or a woman."
"Third "Why are you wearing this white robe?"
"When I fell into the boat, I happened to fall directly into this suit of clothes. However, although the clothes were on the boat, there was no one in them and they were empty... ..." Song Weichen didn't have the confidence to say such an unbelievable thing, and the more he spoke, the softer he spoke.
Mo Tingfeng's eyes became cold and murderous. Obviously, this answer made him very dissatisfied.
"You have too many 'coincidences'. I am not answering your questions patiently just so you can deal with me like this."
"Although I brought you back, it may not be to save you. .”
(End of this chapter)