"What happened to you just now?" Song Qinglan asked.

"I don't know." Ji Yushi looked away, his heart was pounding, he didn't understand why he followed those people subconsciously just now.

If he hadn't been with Song Qinglan, he probably wouldn't have gotten on this train.

The two sat down in their seats, and the train drove them forward, throwing the strange scene at the station far away.

Song Qinglan was in a hurry to buy tickets. There were only tickets for ordinary carriages, and there were almost no vacancies.

People were chatting and talking, and they were putting their luggage separately. No one seemed to notice the two young men who were shocked and undecided. Occasionally, someone looked at them, just because of their excessively conspicuous appearance.

From the neighbors standing in front of the house during the monsoon in the early morning, to Ji Minyue who appeared in the morning, to the human wall formed at the station just now, it seems that a certain part of the world has been touched by them overnight, and, extremely Possibly the most critical part.

When Ji Yu felt an uncomfortable sight again, he turned his head to look and saw a male passenger with glasses staring at him in the front left seat.

He looked at each other for a few seconds, but the other party didn't have any intention to look away.

In the midst of the commotion, this can't help but make the mood that hasn't been relaxed during the monsoon season horrified again.

Even in the car.

He began to recall where he had seen the male passenger, but he couldn't remember. The face of the other person was blank in his memory.

Song Qinglan said in a low voice, "Don't think about it, he should be looking at me."

When Ji Yu looked back, her face was a little dazed, and it was not difficult to see a trace of panic in her eyes - Ever since she met Ji Min, Song Qinglan found out that something was wrong during Ji Yu, and her mental state was not very good.

This kind of abnormality, let alone the monsoon season, even had a firm mind like Song Qinglan, but also had doubts about the reality he was in.

They thought that both of them had found key clues from Minister Wang, but they encountered such a situation, which clearly showed them that this is not just a parallel world or overlapping memories.

Ji Yushi grasped the armrest of the seat with his fingers, and unconsciously exerted force until his knuckles turned white. He released Song Qinglan's words, "Look at you?"

Song Qinglan was sitting on the right side of Ji Yushi. He was too tall and his goals were too specific.

He adjusted his sitting position and lowered himself so that the back of the chair in front blocked the man's sight. Sure enough, the man turned around immediately and started his own business as if nothing had happened.

"I'm thinking that these people who look at us must have something to do with us. It's not you, it's me, this is the city where you live, so there should be more people facing you." Song Qinglan said, "Where might this person be? I met, but I can't remember."

Song Qinglan didn't seem to be affected much, and the tone of her speech was the same as before.

When they were trapped in the Runjin Building by zombies and trapped in the space capsule by cracks, Song Qinglan was also like this. It seems that he will never compromise for the predicament, let alone shake his determination to break through the predicament.

As everyone knows, Song Qinglan just didn't want to make the people around her feel more at a loss.

He stretched out his arm: "pinch me."

Strange during the rainy season: "Why?"

Song Qinglan said, "Pinch me, let me see if it hurts, if it hurts, it's not a dream."

Ji Yushi told him, "Team Song, there is no scientific basis for this at all—"

Song Qinglan raised her eyebrows, twisted herself unceremoniously, and let out a muffled groan, "Fuck."

Maybe he felt naive, even he was speechless, and said sternly: "It really hurts. Well, you don't care whether it has a scientific basis, in short, we are not dreaming now, anyway, just believe me."

The crew robot pushes the service car past.

Song Qinglan ordered a glass of warm water for both of them.

It makes sense to drink more hot water.

Ji Yu was relieved a lot, and the IQ started to go up: "Since we came back, this is the first time I have encountered such a situation, how about you?"

Song Qinglan said, "It's also the first time I met."

Ji Yushi frowned and thought about it: "You said that the neighbor's wife was standing in front of my house in the early hours of the morning, but when we came back, we met her and she was fine. Also, my brother also met with me yesterday, There's nothing unusual either. What's the reason—" He stopped abruptly, looking at Song Qinglan with his black and white eyes, "Captain Song, I seem to know."

Song Qinglan probably guessed what he was going to say, but didn't interrupt him.

Somehow, he looked forward to brainstorming during the monsoon, and that calm and rational analysis of the monsoon often caught the crux of the problem at a glance.

"It should be related to Minister Wang." Ji Yushi said, "I was the only one who had memories of this incident, and it would have no effect on this reality. You found her information, and then you found another one. Real memory."

Song Qinglan listened quietly.

Ji Yushi continued: "Last night we discussed to find Minister Wang, because we got her specific position - if Minister Wang also has a double memory, then she is a common variable for us. For us, It's proof of the coexistence of two realities. The closer we get to her, the closer we get to the most contradictory point between the two realities."

Song Qinglan asked, "That's when we decided to find Minister Wang, that caused these... reactions?"

Song Qinglan didn't know how to describe this strange reaction, but Ji Yushi understood what he meant.

The air-conditioning in the car was very strong, and it was a little cold during the monsoon. He held the cup in his hand and drew a little warmth: "Yes."

Song Qinglan frowned: "Why is there such a reaction?"

Ji Yushi said, "I don't know yet, but I have a vague idea. Do you know the double slit experiment?"

Song Qinglan nodded: "I heard about it."

"In the double-slit experiment, a single electron passes through a partition with two slits, and multiple interference fringes appear on the screen, just as a single electron can pass through two slits at the same time. Some people think that this phenomenon is a multi-world phenomenon. Proof of the existence of the theory. Suppose a single electron passes through the slit on the left, and in another world, the electron passes through the slit on the right, the two worlds can feel each other's projection, and the electron passes through the double slit at the same time. After self-interference, multiple interference fringes are formed." Ji Yushi said, "This is a conjecture about parallel worlds."

Since the time-travelling technology was mastered, the parallel world theory has been confirmed, so this issue was only briefly mentioned in the monsoon season, and then came to the point.

"What I want to say is that the most bizarre thing about the double slit experiment. In order to understand how the multiple interference fringes generated by electrons passing through the double slits are generated, people use equipment to observe the process of electrons passing through the slits. But when this When the experiment was observed with the device, the multiple interference fringes that appeared on the screen disappeared. After the electrons passed through the two slits, only two parallel fringes remained on the screen. Strangely, when the device was turned off, The original multiple interference fringes appeared again, just like the electron has a thought and knows whether people are observing it, it can change its state of motion by whether it is observed or not. That is to say, the human observation behavior actually affects Electron movement, changing the experimental results."

Such a long theoretical knowledge needs to be digested.

Song Qinglan thought for a while and said, "So, you want to say that our current situation has something to do with whether we are 'observing' the world?"

"I'm just a preliminary guess. Using the double-slit experiment as an analogy, it's not necessarily the principle." Ji Yushi bowed his head and drank water, his eyelashes were long and dense, "For example, if we go to find Minister Wang, will it be the same? kind of 'observation'. Like electrons being observed, this behavior affects the workings of this reality, allowing them to interfere with themselves."

"I seem to understand a little bit." Song Qinglan didn't dare to say that she understood it, he would never understand how much knowledge there was in Ji Yushi's mind, "The people who are connected with us in this reality may All are affected by this interference, so when they see us and see that we are 'observing', they will in turn interfere with us under the influence of some force."

This may be why they suddenly encounter anomalies.

Now that they have just decided to go to Minister Wang and encountered such a situation, it is just the beginning. If they continue to see Minister Wang and fully understand the contradictions in the world, what will happen?

Both of them didn't speak for a long time.

The world they live in, even if it is a parallel world created by the butterfly effect, these people are real human beings, not zombies without thoughts and souls. As they get closer and closer to Minister Wang, those disturbances will definitely intensify. What should they do when the time comes?

The cell phone rang during the monsoon.

He looked down, and the real name on the screen was: "Teacher".

After Ji Minyue appeared in the morning, he kept saying "Old Ji called you home", what would happen to this call

Song Qinglan did not spy on others' privacy, but only asked, "Do you want to pick it up?"

Ji Yu was hesitant, put down the cup, and put the phone beside his ears after answering.

"Well."

The unexpected mechanical rigidity did not appear, and Professor Ji's tone was as amiable as when eating last night.

Ji Yu was relieved: "Teacher."

Professor Ji did not mention what he asked him to go home, nor did he mention Ji Yue, but just told him on the phone: "The thing I told you last night, but the task rating was S class."

So fast?

Ji Yu felt incredible.

Before their task reports were submitted, the rating results came down?

Song Qinglan beside him found his breathing stagnation and asked him what was going on with his eyes.

Ji Yushi listened to Ji Ji on the phone and said on the phone: "A S -Class task scoring is superimposed, and you don't even need to accumulate the rest of the points. This afternoon will give you a physical fitness test. If the last task was last mission. If you recover well, you can return directly to that day tomorrow. "

Ji Yu Shi: "Today ... afternoon?"

Professor Ji's call was taken by another person. The smile of the smile was very familiar, and he was the Minister of Lin of Ningcheng Branch.

"Xiaoshi, congratulations." Minister Lin said, "How, I suggest you go to the Jiangcheng branch to assist in assistance. You have completed the points requirements, and your heart test is also passed. You use your strength to prove yourself. The department has proposed that they have approved them. On the day you have waited for more than ten years, it is finally! This afternoon I am waiting for you in the ministry! "

Ji Yu Shi: "..."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Yu was a little out of mind.

Song Qinglan asked, "What's wrong?"

Ji Yu turned his head to look at him, as if he slowly returned to God, shook his head: "It's okay."

Song Qinglan said curiously: "How can your teacher call you?"

Ji Yu Shi: "A little bit of school."

Outside the suspension train, the sky is blue and picturesque.

Under the high speed of more than 500 kilometers per hour, the reference outside formed a fast and vague line.

On the window, the facial contour that is just right at Ji Yu, the slender neck, and beautiful and cold eyes.

He seemed to be looking outside, and he didn't seem to be.

After a while, Song Qinglan, who was still thinking: "I want to go to the bathroom."

The train has rang a broadcast prompt once, and a small station between Ningcheng and Jiangcheng is about to arrive. When the vehicle stays, many people will come and go, maybe they will encounter some related people.

Song Qinglan believes that the time is not good now: "Now?"

Ji Yu bit his lower lip and said, "Actually, the eggs in the morning seem to be expired, and I am a bit uncomfortable now."

Song Qinglan: "..."

Ji Yu stood up and walked around the bathroom, and said before leaving, "But you do it delicious."

Song Qinglan felt a bit shocked. This was the first time he made it for people other than his family.

Stale eggs or something, why didn't he find it?

But early in the morning, for some funny reason, he was too embarrassed to knock on the door during the monsoon to ask what ingredients could be used, so he did it without authorization.

Is it delicious?

Song Qinglan looked out the window and noticed that the corners of her mouth actually had an arc.

Pretty stupid.

He sorted out his expression, and his palms were a little hot.

A minute later, the train slowly stopped.

I haven't come back when it rains.

Passengers were coming and going. Song Qinglan looked at her watch. Three minutes later, it seemed that she had been gone for a long time during the monsoon season.

It wasn't until the moment when the departure announcement sounded that Song Qinglan suddenly recalled the expression on Ji Yushi's lying face.

He stood up and quickly walked to the bathroom, and it turned out to be empty!

The door of the train was closing. Song Qinglan anxiously went down and pulled the glass. Her hand was pinched by the door, and a piercing alarm sounded in the carriage. The door anti-pinch mechanism was activated, Song Qinglan disregarded the alarms on the car and people's complaints, quickly got out of the car, and looked for the figure during the monsoon on the platform.

As a recorder who has traveled back to the past many times to perform tasks, even if he does not rely on simulated faces to disguise himself as another person, as long as Ji Yu thinks about it, he can minimize his sense of existence.

Song Qinglan saw the thin back at a glance.

——When the monsoon rains, he is striding through the crowd, heading towards the exit of the station.

"Let it go!"

"Range. Thank you!!"

Song Qinglan quickened her pace and chased forward.

In the crowd, there were twos and threes who stopped in their tracks expressionlessly and looked at Song Qinglan.

On the other hand, Ji Yushi walked smoothly, as if he knew that he had suspended his action, and there was no one who hindered him along the way.

When entering the hall, Ji Yushi's back paused for a while. He knew that Song Qinglan was following, but he did not look back.

I saw that during the monsoon rains, kept walking, and continued to walk forward. When passing an empty seat, still had time to throw an empty water bottle on the seat to the ground.

Song Qinglan's face was as cold as frost, relying on her height to walk fast.

He pushed past the unfamiliar faces that kept coming in, and moved forward with difficulty. He was very close to the season of rain.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in front of Song Qinglan.

Someone stepped on the empty water bottle thrown during the monsoon rain and fell on the spot, and then the person bumped into a hurried passenger with a suitcase on the side. The suitcase, which had pulleys, slid all the way in the impact, got stuck in the machine that was sweeping the trash, and tripped over the cleaners.

During the monsoon season, it was like having eyes on his back. The precise calculation of the environment under his super memory made the order chaotic in the blink of an eye, and people turned around.

He walked very fast, and when he came to a corner, he was suddenly pushed against the wall.

In a posture similar to the last time in the bookstore, even the angle at which the hand is controlled is similar.

Those big hands clamped his wrists and cut them back behind him. The methods of these guardians made passers-by look at them, thinking they were catching criminals.

"Consultant Ji." Song Qinglan, who was behind her, almost gritted her teeth, and said sternly, "What are you doing?"

Just listening to Ji Yushi calm down and said softly, "Let me go first, my hand hurts."

Song Qinglan: "..."

Hold.

Can you change the trick?

It was Song Qinglan's hand that hurt. The back of his hand and the palm of his hand were bruised by the door and bulged. But at this time, he had no psychological understanding, and just wanted to know why he did this during the monsoon season.

Song Qinglan didn't let him go completely like Ji Yu's wish, but just let go of her hand and propped it against the wall to prevent Ji Yu from escaping: "Can you explain what's going on here? Is it something that must be done, or is it because you have other ideas?"

Apart from being annoyed, Song Qinglan had never doubted Ji Yushi until now.

This is a rare trust.

Turned around during the rainy season.

Song Qinglan's black eyes stared at his face tightly, a thud in her heart.

Ji Yushi's expression was something Song Qinglan had never seen before.

He didn't joke that Song Qinglan was "walling" him, and he didn't answer Song Qinglan's question. He just asked, "Song team, do you think there is a difference in which reality we are in?"

Just now, they were still looking for clues and discussing the double-slit experiment that they didn't understand, why did they suddenly give up?

Song Qinglan didn't understand, but her intuition was related to the phone Ji Yushi answered: "Of course there is a difference!"

Ji Yushi raised his eyes and looked at Song Qinglan: "If you can get everything you can think of in this reality, why bother to go to other realities?"

The two were so close that Song Qinglan could clearly see the color of her pupils during the monsoon season.

Ji Yushi looked at him coldly and calmly, and said to him, "Since there is only one 'I' in any reality, then it doesn't matter who the 'I' is."

For a moment, Song Qinglan felt that what he said was very reasonable.

But he quickly reacted and did not follow the thoughts of Ji Yushi: "You are serious idealism. Which reality are we in? Of course it is very important to us, not what we think is enough. Because in our original reality, there are still many people who care about us and love us. Losing us will only make them sad and sad. We have to return to the world that truly belongs to us, because that is our real life. "

Ji Yushi said, "I don't have that reality."