Chapter 39: The Spiritual Light on the Staircase

Feng Ting turned back suddenly, Ji An was afraid of being discovered, so she hid in the activity room of the Film Society, whether it was good or not, "The Girl We Chased Together in Those Years" was playing at that time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Ji An felt like Ke Jingteng in the movie, who lifted the most hated book for a girl, and endured not to attack when his subordinates provoked him to become a "seedless nerd", he forced himself to walk on the same road as the girl; However, the girl never belonged to him.

Feng Ting is just like Shen Jiayi, her skin is a little whiter than that of ordinary girls, her smile is sweeter, and she is a little more beautiful than ordinary girls.

In fact, she is not so good, just a little prettier and smarter than others...... In fact, she is not very special, just a little better than others; In fact, he doesn't like her very much, but he likes her a little more than others. Ji An said this to himself repeatedly.

He thought he had succeeded in convincing himself, but a drop of man's water slipped across his face unconsciously, and fortunately the lights were turned off in the activity room, and no one noticed that something was wrong with him.

It turns out that it is not very silly to wear a bow suit to offer flowers, the most stupid thing is ..... Deceive oneself as well as others.

During that period, Young Master Ji couldn't extricate himself and frequently found trouble with Feng Ting, just like when he was a child.

One night, he climbed the hose to the second floor of the sealed house and tapped the window of her room vigorously, waking her up from her sleep.

When she opened the window sleepily, he pointed to the place where the color hung on his face, and said in a tone that could not be refused: "Today is a fight with others, this virtue is inconvenient for my father to see, you take me in for one night." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Feng Ting's response, Young Master Ji turned over and moved forward to occupy the magpie's nest, and directly lay on Feng Ting's bed in a large font, still damn right: "I am an injury, and the bed belongs to me." ”

Ji An thought: Feng Ting may be angry, if she is angry, they will take the opportunity of falling out and never get along, he doesn't want to see her and Yan Mu like no one else.

But for some reason she smiled, like seeing a child herself.

In the end, she just silently turned around and walked to the closet, took out the only remaining spare quilt, spread it on the ground, and then lay down and grabbed the corner of the quilt and rotated around, so that the quilt rolled up like a sleeping bag, looking like a baby silkworm.

"Sleep, wounded." Feng Ting smiled, said this sentence in a gentle tone to coax a child, and closed her eyes.

Ji An stared at Feng Ting's quiet sleeping face, and told herself in the bottom of her heart: Forget it, she's not wrong, she just doesn't like you, she's good enough to tolerate you, forget it...... Forget it......

He vaguely remembered that it was a sleepless night, and soon after the three of them arrived together in England, as if nothing had happened, and he returned to his position as good friends.

After Ji An went to college, he learned that the French have a saying called "the light on the stairs": he didn't react at the moment when he encountered something, and ran down the stairs in a panic before he had a flash of inspiration in the stairwell, which means that the answer was found after the critical moment, but the opportunity was missed.

In retrospect, this is a goddamn apt description of his youthful past that passed away like a cloud of smoke.

For example, he missed the opportunity to explain to Feng Ting; For example, he should refuse Old Man Yan's proposal to bring Feng Ting back to Yan's house to recuperate, so that he would not miss the time with her...... If you can start your life all over again, can you seize the missed opportunity and leave no regrets?

When Ji An opened his eyes again, he was startled by the face of the person who was close at hand, and it took a while to realize that it was himself reflected in the mirror.

He finally returned to his body.

Lu Shuangshuang knew that many space-time patrolmen would be at a loss for a moment when they came back, and she didn't know if she had returned to the original space, and she didn't have the patience to answer those cookie-cutter questions, so she simply put a mirror on the top of the small cabin.

Humans always say that they are humanoids, and the only thing Lu Shuangshuang can't deny is that she is indeed very tired of the so-called communication of humans.

"Where's Feng Ting?" Ji An asked.

Lu Shuangshuang found that no matter what he did, human beings would not stop asking, and he nodded in the direction of the door with his chin with a boring face and said, "She woke up earlier than you and said that she was going out to breathe, probably over there in the Cold Spring Pavilion." I've taught her to open wormholes, wait a moment and let her teach you. ”

Ji An glanced at her and rushed out in a hurry.

He was very uneasy: Would Feng Ting leave him and open the wormhole by herself and run away?

Liu Dong is right, the humanoid team leader is really unreliable.

Ji An ran through the mountains with all his might, and finally saw the delicate figure in the Cold Spring Pavilion, and the girl who seemed to never grow up looked back with him as if she had a heart.

"You're so slow, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Feng Ting had a light smile on her face as usual, not at all like someone who planned to die.

Then, casually, she took out two pairs of glasses and two things that looked like a baton to teach Ji'an how to use it to open the wormhole.

Wormhole is the concept first proposed by the Austrian physicist Flaim in 1916, and later Einstein and scholar Rosen's hypothesis also believed that the transfer of time and space can be carried out through wormholes.

In simple terms, a wormhole is a shortcut tunnel that connects two spaces or times.

The most common metaphor is the "wormhole in an apple": if there is a worm on an apple, it has to move from one point on the apple to another, usually by going over the surface and over the skin; But if the worm burs a hole in the apple and passes through the inside of the apple to another point, the shortcut is the concept of wormholes.

Where is the wormhole? To paraphrase Stephen Hawking: "Wormholes are everywhere".

Theoretically, matter in any three-dimensional space is not 100% smooth and flat, and if humans invent a microscope that can observe 10 meters to the minus 35th power, we can find that the matter is full of gaps and irregular distortions.

Conversely, time is also porous, and these places are called "quantum bubbles", and wormholes exist in quantum bubbles.

The microscope glasses in Feng Ting's hand are one of the great inventions of the Cosmic Court, and the smallest observation unit is exactly 10 to the minus 35th power, allowing them to find tiny wormholes in time and space; Then use the "baton" that can be scaled down and infinitely enlarged at any time to expand the wormhole to a size that can be passed by humans.

Each "baton" is numbered and is disposable, so as not to abuse the rights of time travelers in the plane.

After listening to all the explanations, Ji An just said in a daze: "I thought you would go first." ”

After Feng Ting handed the microscope glasses and the "baton" to Ji An's hand, she showed a slightly sad smile: "Because there is one thing that I have always been obsessed with, and I would like to hear the answer anyway before leaving." ”

"That time, you obviously didn't cheat, why did you write a letter of repentance? I looked at the bulletin board for a long time that day, and the signature was your handwriting. Every time I think back to that incident, I think: if you explain it to me, I must believe you. But after all these years, you haven't explained....."