I don't know weeks

Chapter 5

Sunday, March 2072, 11

Shen Xuan

Ten minutes after eight o'clock.Sitting on a long stone bench in the park, Shen Xuan sent two messages to Han Zixi, and then stared at the beating seconds in the lower right corner of his vision in confusion while waiting for her reply.

Everything is getting weird.Being late and not replying to messages...the two things that Han Zixi is most unlikely to do.

After a while, she decided to get up and walk around the gate of the park.The gate faces due north, and the east-west direction of the gate is filled with the golden morning sun, and the rays of light are clearly visible in the steaming morning mist.She saw Han Zixi appearing outside the gate, his tall and thin figure was like the tip of a knife that split yin and yang.

"Why did you come from outside the door today?"

Shen Xuan asked and ran forward.Han Zixi's face was pale and his eyes were empty. After seeing her, he tried to focus.

She pulled Shen Xuan back and sat on the stool.Shen Xuan found that her fingers were cold, which made her arm hurt.

"Shen Xuan..." Han Zixi stared at her with strange eyes, "In the online world, people don't disappear after death, do they?"

As smart as she was, she immediately guessed exactly what Han Zixi said.It's just... she'd never heard of anything like this happening to anyone else before: the odds were too small.

"No, definitely not." She answered after consideration, "My dad mentioned to me that the memory will store all user data forever."

Han Zixi nodded curtly, lowered his eyelids, and his lips trembled: "I saw my dad. I thought he had come back to life."

Shen Xuan's heart twitched, and it was difficult to distinguish whether this was good or bad.As soon as she put her hand on Han Zixi's back, before she started to speak, she continued to ask:

"...Is it true that everyone online won't die? Everyone?" Her expression was a subtle mixture of disgust and hope.

"No." Shen Xuan desperately recalled what his father said during the chat, "The management center also has a logout function. Criminals and villains will be logged out...they have to disappear in both worlds."

After listening to her explanation, Han Zixi just nodded in a trance, which made Shen Xuan's heart hang, and he didn't stop after the whole morning of studying in the library.Can you not frown?Can you tell me what you think?She wanted to speak again and again, but a series of questioning rushed to her lips and was instantly swallowed up by abnormal silence.She watched the class replay in a mess, and she was just planning whether to suggest that she should go to a psychological counselor in the afternoon, just like the Sichuan doctor suggested.

"I want to join the management center. The international headquarters, or the development department and technical department of the national branch..."

Before Shen Xuan could wrap up and decorate the thoughts of the morning in his head, Han Zixi threw a heavy bomb at her.

"Wait, didn't you go offline with all your heart?" Shen Xuan was so shocked that he immediately forgot what he wanted to say, "Is my charm so great? You would rather suffer and be a colleague with me?"

Han Zixi was speechless for a while, the corners of his lips were tense, a half smile was not a smile.Looks like it's still smiling.Shen Xuan said nervously to himself.She thought that after Han Shan's incident, Han Zixi would only hate the online world even more.it seems...

Suddenly, Han Zixi's gloomy look facing the white cabin door during the summer practice, her crying in the shadow of the bookshelf in the legal area, and the scene of her curling up in the heavy rain and saying "I'm afraid" suddenly appeared in her mind.Like a reminder.She was dimly aware that this was wrong, that it was unreasonable.

"There must be a strong reason?" Shen Xuan asked.

"Don't you want to experience the feeling of creating a world? It also comes with repairing and expanding the world." Han Zixi quoted what Gao Yang said, which in her eyes was naked/naked dodge.

Before she had time to think about it, she blurted out: "I don't care if they want it or not! I know you definitely don't want to. Don't make fun of your employment prospects. What do you think?"

When the words fell, she realized sadly that the atmosphere had changed.

"I have many reasons." Han Zixi said calmly and coldly, "but I have no obligation to tell you."

She chewed this sentence quickly in her heart until a bitter taste came out of her mouth, which made her frown.She found that Han Zixi had put down his pen, clenched his hands into fists, his joints were pale.

"We agreed," Shen Xuan's breathing became more and more rapid, "it's agreed that you can't keep everything in your heart. You don't know how extreme your thoughts are—really extreme!" You will collapse Yes, and I'd be extremely sad.She still wanted to say that.

"I really don't like this." Han Zixi raised his voice, "You have been watching me and speculating about me for half a year, and I have seen it all. Do you like people staring at you in a daze? Now you order me to put everything in my mind Show it in front of you, do I still have privacy? Isn’t it my freedom to choose a career? Why do I have to go online?”

Her persecution was like a cold sharp edge, cutting a big bloody gash in Shen Xuan's heart, and she felt tears suddenly welling up in her eyes.Is this a quarrel?She won't, it can be said that she doesn't know anything. "You're right, I've been watching you and speculating about you, don't you know how tired I am? Or do you think this is not the way I care about you? I've taken so much pains to keep an eye on you, worrying if you're going to relapse , fainted or something, just because you are my best friend, I am responsible for...you...?"

"I won't bother you," was Han Zixi's face so cold?The corners of the eyes and eyebrows are like fossils in the glacier of thousands of years. "If you're tired, just don't do it!—I didn't ask you."

"If you beg me, I won't do it anymore." Shen Xuan wiped away tears with the back of his hand, and responded to her indifference with a cruel smile, "Do you think I am willing? To be with a wooden man who can't laugh all day long, what do you think?" I would? I shouldn't be living like this, do you think I would?—I don't want to!" She hated her incoherent speech for revealing the panic in her heart.

"You shouldn't live like this," Han Zixi murmured, "I shouldn't either."

Her eyes froze, and Shen Xuan immediately realized what she was doing—triggering the logout button with her eyes.At the moment when Shen Xuan was still hesitating whether to hold her, Han Zixi disappeared before her eyes.

Monday, August 2072, 11

Han Zixi

Early in the morning, when Han Zixi was woken up by the alarm, all the thoughts that had been brewing all night and chased after her in her dreams immediately occupied her brain again, just like the roaring waves of high tide that never crossed the beach.

I did the right thing.Lying on the bed and looking at the gray sky behind the curtains, she said to herself over and over again.Even if it was a little earlier than she planned, it was still right.She successfully prevented Shen Xuan from continuing to do things that had no effect or meaning, and now they are both free.

I do not deserve.Her thoughts gradually darkened.Can someone like me, a "wooden guy who can't laugh"... be called "best friend" by a girl who deserves all the nice adjectives and everyone's love?

She got up drowsily and opened the curtains, the winter sky was as gloomy as her mood.Even Wu Xiaohan had noticed her listless state during the silent and mournful breakfast hour, and must have attributed it to her father.

"You don't have class on Friday afternoon, would you like to visit my elementary school?"

Han Zixi raised his head from the porridge bowl, and for the first time in more than a week, he looked at her seriously.My mother lost a lot of weight, which made her already small face even more pitifully small, with thick dark circles under her eyes.

Wu Xiaohan smiled slightly: "Those children always make people happy. Seeing them laugh, listening to them reading together... I always feel much more comfortable. Every birth of a child brings a message saying: God is right for you. People are not discouraged."

""Flying Birds"." Han Zixi nodded his head and pondered, "I can go..."

Pain has been hell this week, both physical and psychological.Han Zixi's dizziness, which started two weeks ago, has not improved now; at the same time, for the first time, she began to complain about why the head teacher didn't adjust her seat - not adjusting her seat meant she had to sit with Shen Xuan.Through a few peeps, Han Zixi found that she looked sluggish, with an exaggerated indifference on her face; but it seemed that to annoy her, Shen Xuan always chatted loudly with her other beautiful friends after class, Laugh at every shoddy joke.And her goal was achieved.

It can't be her fault, Han Zixi thought sullenly, what she said was right, and in the end I was the one who left her and ran away first.But she has other friends, and I have only her—I used to have her, but now I have nothing.

Before Friday afternoon, she spent most of her time in class, watching replays and reviewing previews. It was not until Friday afternoon that she took a nap that she felt a little relaxed.Han Zixi rubbed his eyes, looked up at the watch on the wall: it's almost four o'clock, and the second period of elementary school students will be over soon.

She went out to drink some water, then lay back on the bed, took a deep breath and put on the VR glasses, as if preparing to dive into the deep sea.The image of the gravel road and the shade of the trees quickly formed in front of her eyes. Sitting on the stone bench, she first sent a message to Wu Xiaohan, and then clicked on the city map.

The primary school in this city is located on the edge of the city, facing a small lake, too far from the city park to be able to walk there.Han Zixi activated the scene change, and stood in front of the beautiful golden arches of the elementary school in the next second.The fountain roared on the main road behind the archway, like molten gold in the westerly sun; from the doorway she could see a bright corner of the playground, and several children were chasing each other, laughing out loud that she couldn't hear.

This is also her alma mater, but Han Zixi has little memory of it... probably because he had no friends at that time.She found herself thinking of Shen Xuan again.My memory is always lacking without her.

Wu Xiaohan appeared on the main road, getting closer and closer, the sound of footsteps accompanied by the melodious bell for the end of class.Han Zixi stepped forward and followed her inside while listening to her say, "You're really stuck...the last class of mine, they definitely welcome you to attend."

In the last Chinese class, Mr. Wu is going to talk about composition.She brought a group of third-grade little ghosts, and all of them are card-point masters, flying into the classroom one by one like little sparrows while ringing the class bell; judging from their fidgeting expressions, these children are now only looking forward to finishing the class. The last 45 minutes is good to dive into the happy weekend.After they were all seated, Wu Xiaohan smiled and pointed to the back of the classroom:

"Students, please behave well, the teacher's daughter is here to attend class today~"

Dozens of heads turned curiously, and many shining eyes looked at her.

"Big sister!"

"A high school student?"

"Wow!"

"Amazing!"

They (thought they) murmured to each other quietly, and then said loudly together: "Hello, sister!"

The sunshine in the classroom is so warm.Han Zixi smiled as best he could: "Hello."

Wu Xiaohan started to give a lecture.It seems that the children in this class just finished writing a composition titled "The World in 2100" last week.She invited three students to read their compositions: the first two boys used all their fantasies in their compositions, from Star Wars to alien civilizations, from various super weapons to plants ruling the earth, scaring the whole class. I was stunned for a while; and the third was a little girl who was changing her teeth, with thin twin ponytails.Her composition made Han Zixi's heart sink suddenly:

"The weather was fine and the sun was shining brightly. I sat at the table and imagined what the world would look like in 30 years. I think it should be like this: first of all, we no longer need to enter the online world through glasses and induction suits, we are online You can eat, drink and rest without having to switch between the two worlds anymore. Think about it, how convenient it is! Plus..."

She stood on the stage and read timidly, a little slurred because of missing teeth.Han Zixi froze after listening to the first paragraph.Wu Xiaohan began to comment after the little girl hurried off the podium: "Everyone read Li Wenwen's composition. At the beginning, he didn't directly describe the year 2100—this is the fault of many people in our class—but used a transition." It's a clear day, the sun is shining', what a view..."

It turned out that this was their consensus, Han Zixi thought blankly, she was sure that not only her mother and her students, but everyone thought this way... The children were taught how to use VR equipment before they started their education, and they were transformed You have to be inseparable from this false world, and try your best to justify it and prove that it is real.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, the classroom exploded.Wu Xiaohan was busy debugging the teaching system, Han Zixi walked out of the classroom, and stood in front of the window sill of the teaching building to wait for her.Here a small patch of the lake could be seen, its thin orange flecks shimmering over a strange indigo, casting haunting shadows on her retinas.

A hand was tugging at the hem of her dress.Han Zixi looked back, it was Li Wenwen who was reading composition in class.From an overhead perspective, she looks even smaller, with the top of her head reaching only to her waist, with a cute hair twist nestled above it.

"Sister, sister." Wenwen raised her head and called her softly.

Han Zixi squatted down: "Xiao Wenwen, what's the matter?"

Wenwen glanced at the classroom with some embarrassment, and said in a lower voice: "Are you really Teacher Wu's daughter?"

"Yes." She was a little puzzled, not understanding what she wanted to say.

"Well, I don't think Teacher Wu is very happy recently." She became more slurred and blushed, "Do you know why?"

Han Zixi felt pain in his heart, but he didn't want to lie to the little girl: "Your Teacher Wu's husband passed away."

The little girl's sudden tears really startled her a lot.Han Zixi was at a loss for what to do, and then was even more shocked to find that Wenwen stretched out her thin arms to hug her.She tried her best to hold her sister who was nearly ten years older than her in her arms, and gently stroked her back with her small hands.

"Sister, don't be sad. I won't tell others, I,..."

That hug seemed to exhaust Wenwen's ability to communicate, she let go of Han Zixi, gave her a last shy look, then turned and ran away.The sound of pattering footsteps followed her closely.Watching her disappear at the end of the corridor, Han Zixi felt tears streaming down his face.

God is not disappointed with man...is that what you mean?

Before sending out the news, Han Zixi sat under the blossoming sycamore tree in the park and hesitated for at least half an hour.All along, she hadn't considered the Sichuan doctor's proposal carefully.But yesterday's warm hug from a little girl named Li Wenwen made her feel like she should do something... whatever it is.What else to do now?

She forced herself to send the message, and the recipient was the psychological clinic in this city:

"Hello, I want to make an appointment."

The other party replied almost immediately: "Hello! The appointment is over for today. You can come to our clinic for consultation as early as tomorrow at 11:23 am on November [-]."

Han Zixi was a little surprised.I didn't expect so many people with psychological problems in this city.

"But that's business." The other party changed the subject, with an obvious smile between the lines, "You are welcome to come to the clinic to see me at night, or I will come to you? I will do my best to solve your problems. I am willing to spend my private time for you."

"Do I know you?"

"You gave me my name," the artificial intelligence Cuihua replied gently, "Zixi, you are my friend."