Chapter 2: A Tear in the Sea
Zhong Xuanyang lovingly stroked Xu Feifei's long and supple hair, gently grabbed Feifei's waist with his right hand, walked to the sofa in the lounge, looked at Xu Feifei's body full of strength and passion, and the powder face that was slightly flushed because of passion, gently helped Xu Feifei to sit on his lap, and let him lie half down and half lean comfortably, his eyes that were so gentle that he could dissolve all things were slightly melancholy, and he wandered towards nothingness.
"Feifei, I received the notice of this interstellar exploration leader ten years ago, and I have always had a faint uneasiness, I think this trip will not be so smooth, and there is even a great risk, I don't want you to risk your life with me. β
"However, the teacher knows that I am not afraid of any danger, as long as I am with you. Su Feifei stretched out his pink and slender hands, holding Zhong Xuanyang's face and breaking it to his front, I don't know when, Su Feifei had broken into knots, untying all the shackles of his body. Zhong Xuanyang is obsessed with flocculent flying: the black and shiny soft hair runs along the slightly plump shoulders, like a waterfall flowing spring, reaching the waist, and the pink and elastic jade peak stands upright and trembles slightly, like a jumping heart.
From Xuanyang's eyes and slightly heavy breathing, Su Feifei felt the teacher's sea-like love, which was a love that transcended simple desire.
"In that case, why didn't the teacher push off this interstellar exploration?"
Zhong Xuanyang held Su Feifei's not slender and sturdy waist, and stared at Su Feifei with melancholy and a little confusion: "Obedient, Feifei, I know that you are brave and fearless, you know the teacher, this time I not only feel uneasy, but at the same time, I feel a trace of a call from afar, which makes me full of yearning." Su Feifei stared at Zhong Xuanyang's eyes, holding Zhong Xuanyang's head to his lips.
The collision of strength and passion, the dissolution of spirit and body, and the entanglement of God and soul are restored to the truest truth of life.
"Teacher, stay with me for a month in two months, okay?"
"Feifei, thank you. Su Feifei knew the meaning of the teacher's thanks. After a powerful hug, he turned away.
Zhong Xuanyang went back to his hometown and spent a month with his grandparents, parents, and little sisters, but he didn't tell them about interstellar exploration, and there was no reason to worry his relatives. Then I spent another month visiting some friends, mainly in the scope of Dongshenzhou. Then he returned to the academy, went directly to the laboratory, put on the mimicry helmet, turned on the weak power supply, connected to the blackstone, he wanted to try again if his consciousness could enter the blackstone, because he had made improvements to several key parts of the device, and he wanted to try to replicate his memory. If there is really any accident on this trip, the memories copied in the Black Stone, if there is a chance that they can be interpreted by other civilizations, can also be regarded as a little bit of scientific contribution. Of course, he had another thought: Is there really a day when he is considered an alternative rebirth? Ten days have passed, Zhong Xuanyang has constantly adjusted the equipment, but still nothing has been found. Since matter is immortal, theoretically consciousness is also a kind of energy, although the source of this energy is the brain, the human body, but it should also be an independent energy flow, which uses the brain as the carrier. The lines on the surface of the seed inside the black stone are completely modeled after the brain structure, and the seed is between the air mass and the real thing, and its specific composition and structure cannot be analyzed, because there is no way to extract the slightest. But Zhong Xuanyang always felt that it could be used as a carrier of consciousness, and there was no basis, it was an intuition.
"What's the problem?" Zhongxuanyang rubbed the black stone, stunned. Suddenly, the fragrant wind was blowing in his nose, and Zhong Xuanyang knew that Xu Fei had flown in. She is the only student and assistant who has free access to her laboratory.
"Hello teacher, Su Feifei reports. Su Feifei was passionate and mischievously gave a non-standard military salute.
"Is the matter done?" Zhong Xuanyang asked with a smile.
"I don't have much personal affairs for myself, it's just to go home to accompany my elders, get together with my parents, and chat with my girlfriends. Su Feifei replied casually. Zhong Xuanyang knows Feifei's thoughts: Twenty years is not a long time, nor is it short, what will happen after twenty years? Who can say clearly? The first is to reduce the pressure in my heart, and secondly, it is also to get married! Feifei, the teacher owes you too much! Zhong Xuanyang sighed in his heart.
Although Zhong Xuanyang is nearly 50 years old, in the contemporary era with an average life expectancy of 120 years, he is the age of young and prime. Feeling the youthful vitality of Xu Feifei, he couldn't help but have a big heart, snap, Zhong Xuanyang returned a standard military salute: "Anytime, Miss Feifei." β
Two hours later, they took a vacuum train to the Yougu Zonglie Basin at the northern foot of Bayan Kala Mountain on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, officially starting their romantic journey...... Journey to the Yellow River.
Sometimes with others, sometimes alone, each other did not deliberately speculate about what will happen in 20 years, completely let go of the body, just leisurely hike along the Yellow River through Qinghai, Sichuan, Gansu, Loess Plateau, Ningxia Inner Mongolia and other places, and finally arrive at the mouth of the Yellow River - the Bohai Sea.
The two of them stood on an uninhabited reef in the Bohai Sea, gazing into the depths of the sea, like two eternal statues.
"Is it worth it? β
"Xuanyang, it's the first time to call you like this, we are doing life sciences, and we are all exploring the origin and essence of life, but what is the value and meaning of life? Maybe because I was young, maybe I met you, I only find happiness at present, for love, for happiness, I think it's worth it!"
"This will affect you later in life. β
"When did you find out?"
"Feeling. β
"It's okay, let's talk about it later!"
"I owe you too much!"
"Xuanyang, you know that I love you, without any impurities, if there is reincarnation, I mean reincarnation with memory, I am willing to save your melancholy soul with all my love. β
They looked at the sea, silent with each other, the atmosphere was not depressing, and it was not easy, and after a while, Zhong Xuanyang took out a memory card and stuffed it into Su Feifei's hand. "My trip is unpredictable, you accept this memory card, there are five papers in it, the first one is signed with your name, mine is in the front, published in two months, the second one is in front of your name, but please sign my name, published in three years, the last three can only be signed by your name, you can decide the time of publication, in fact, these papers are our common research results, you don't have to have any ideas, continue in this direction, at most twenty years, you will grow into an industry leader, I hope that when we meet in 20 years, we can meet an outstanding female scientistγ β
"For me, or for him?" Su Feifei said indifferently.
Zhong Xuanyang's heart throbbed, and he lovingly hugged Su Feifei. Looking at the sea in the distance, he said slowly: "You know my emotional experience, you know my family, it was you who saved my sinking heart, and I thank you for being too weak to love you...... Feifei, if there is an afterlife, they will depend on life and death. After a suffocating long kiss, Su Feifei opened the backpack flying machine. "Take care, Xuanyang, I will also leave tomorrow to report to the Interstellar Alliance. Su Feifei waved his hand and pretended to leave in style. It's just that at the moment of turning his back, a tear dissolves into the water of the Bohai Sea.
Zhong Xuanyang trembled inexplicably, he saw that the precious tears dripped on his heart, splashing like thunder, scorching and warm.
Zhong Xuanyang sat on the reef, watching the surging sea water and listening to the mournful cry of the water. He sat on this reef for a week, staring blankly at the slightly yellow and blue water on one side: tearing, squeezing, entangled, but the dividing line between yellow and blue was always obvious, like a huge Taiji diagram, and he felt that the tears of Xu Feifei were dripping right in the middle of the Taiji diagram. "In a few years, will there be a flop flying out here?" Zhong Xuanyang thought grotesquely.
It wasn't until he swallowed the last grain that Zhong Xuanyang turned on the flying machine and walked forward slowly. Looking at the green earth beneath him, if it weren't for the phosphorus rows of buildings sandwiched between them, he almost thought he had returned to the barbaric era. Yes, the earth is no longer the earth of more than 100 years ago, there are no roads, no cars, except for the leisure trails around the building, all are covered by trees, flowers and rivers, and the traffic is divided into two underground layers: cargo lanes and passenger roads, which are used for long-distance transportation, and backpack aircraft within 500 kilometers of short distances are completely competent, and basically have a load of less than one ton. With the bustling crowd at low altitude, after a few recharges, Zhong Xuanyang returned to the laboratory, he didn't want to go home, because apart from endless complaining and nagging entanglement, he couldn't find even the slightest warm feeling of home. He felt pity and helplessness for his nominal wife, like chewing gum that had been chewed by others, stuck to his body, which could not be washed or torn off. He had thought about forgiving her for the past and forgetting those things and her inappropriate and insulting love words, but some things and some words were like old wine, and the more they were brewed, the purer they became, Zhong Xuanyang shook his head in pain and helplessly, he wanted to seize the time to try again if his consciousness could be connected to the black stone. After all, the interstellar trip is imminent, and the faint anxiety and expectation are getting stronger and stronger. He is not afraid of death, but there is no point in needless death!
When it was finally time to leave, the black stone was still the black stone, and the consciousness was still the consciousness.
According to the usual practice, allowing the family to see them off, Zhong Xuanyang kissed his daughter's forehead, held Zhong Xi's thin shoulders and said dotingly: "There is a document on my desk, specially for you, and a few insurance policies, you can take them." Be kind to your mother! β
"Take care, Daddy. Zhongxi stood on tiptoe and kissed his father's cheek heavily.
Zhong Xuanyang gently wiped away Zhong Xi's tears, and said with a smile: "It's only 20 years, don't worry." Then he walked indifferently to Zhongxi's mother, and his tone was a little stiff: "If I can't come back after 20 years, or if you have other ideas within 20 years, I have drawn up the agreement and signed it notarized, as long as you sign, you will be free." With these words, Zhong Xuanyang deliberately avoided Zhong Xi and lowered his voice. "Don't you just want to get rid of me? Now you're satisfied!" Zhong Xuanyang shook his head and turned to walk towards the space capsule. "Devil, devil, you're a devil, you're a devil. Zhongxi's mother subconsciously said, "Devil, devil, you are a devil" Zhongxi's mother suddenly rushed to Zhong Xuanyang hysterically, hugged his waist tightly, and then beat Zhong Xuanyang's chest with all her might, crying bitterly: "Demon, you are a demon." Die, devil, you deserve to die!"
Zhong Xuanyang gently pushed away his wife, who he never wanted to admit in his heart: "I should go." Zhong Xuanyang said.