Chapter 4: The Indefinite Whereabouts (I)

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I've never looked so closely at the place I've lived in for seventeen years.

The city is like a dragon with its mouth wide open, devouring all the unknowns ahead. Humanity has conquered the Earth and is even constantly attacking the universe. The unknown provokes the most primitive curiosity of human beings. What are the most basic human emotions? I remember reading it in a book, but I forgot it.

I put the "Paradox of Time and Space" back on the shelf, and then walked around the bookstore two times before I found the psychology column, and when I searched carefully, I found a book called "Emotions".

At four o'clock in the morning, I was reading a book in a bookstore. This was unimaginable before. This bookstore is located near my house, it is open 24 hours, and you can also buy many types of coffee in the store, so it can be said that it is a coffee bookstore.

After the "anomaly" occurred, I hiked back to my home from Dongyang Road. That's right, I actually walked more than 10 kilometers back against the cold wind. But even if I didn't, I wouldn't have anything else to do. I took a good look at the city where I have lived for 17 years. The street lights were functioning normally, but there were still a few that were unstable and flickering, and the sound was particularly noticeable in such a quiet city. In addition, there are a lot of moths gathered around the light, so I don't know if it means that it is about to rain. I don't remember how long I've been gone, I don't know what I've been thinking about all this time, but I was already near home when I reacted.

There really is nothing.

I saw that the bookstore on the street was still lit, as if it was a signal to lure me in. I'm even lucky, maybe there's someone inside. But as expected, really, nothing. To relieve my boredom, I read a book in a bookstore.

But now I'm feeling hungry too.

I got up from my seat, flattened my coat, and straightened my hair in front of the mirror for a while, and sure enough, it grew again, so why don't you go and cut your hair anyway? Ah, there's no barber now.

I dragged my tired body out of the bookstore, and although I was tired, I couldn't let myself fall asleep in order to confirm when the "recovery" had occurred. Besides, I don't think I can sleep peacefully now. Even if I could, I would have nightmares.

I paced down the street, curled up in my coat, and walked along Sendo Avenue in the direction of Koibun's house.

"Hoo ......"

So boring.

I let out a long breath, and my breath dissipated into white mist.

Now, Koiwen should be in a dream, carrying out the second half of the dream theater.

As I thought, I suddenly saw a convenience store with lights on.

It may not be a good idea to say that the lights are on, because the buildings here are lit up at 11 o'clock at night, and many houses are lit up. Maybe I'm thirsty, and the convenience store with the lights on is so bright.

As I approached the convenience store, the auto-sensing door opened, and the welcome music of "Dangdang Dang" sounded.

But I couldn't hear the clerk say "Welcome".

"Eh......"

I picked up the basket and picked out the goods.

I bought a bottle of green tea, a bag of potato chips, and ...... Compressed biscuits.

"How do I pay?"

I said to myself. This might normally be a stupid question.

Wouldn't it be nice to go to the cash register?

It's just common sense, and there's no need to ask. But now, it's a big problem.

It was then that I realized that everything in the world is indispensable. However, I heard about unmanned convenience stores on the news, and when can I promote them, it can solve the "pain points" of people living in an unmanned world, and it is also very marketable.

I calculated the price myself, I opened my wallet, and there was only some change left, but I could afford it. I put the change at the cash register.

In other words, if I only have big money, will no one find me money?

But in other words, why should I pay when there is no one?

- because that's illegal.

But in a world where there are no others, for whom are the laws made?

The more you think about it, the more you fall into chaos, and you feel that everything is meaningless, because the operation of social norms is premised on people. At present, there is no longer a mention of the capital, what is the meaning of the guidelines?

But I still want to live according to the norms of society. It's not stubbornness, it's a deep-seated habit.

Walking out of the convenience store and continuing south along Sendo Street, I soon arrived in front of the apartment of the Koshibun family.

Lianwen's father has always sent living expenses, but it is not enough to take on the life of two people. Lianwen has a part-time job to meet his living expenses. After my mother was hospitalized, the family has always been alone, because I couldn't afford to pay the hospitalization fee, I borrowed a lot from relatives, and we have offered to help Lianwen many times, but she refused.

Lianwen lives on the third floor of a high-rise apartment, I pushed open the door and walked into the dark staircase, the staircase was panicked, although I was not afraid of the dark, but the damp was really uncomfortable.

In many comics, shouldn't childhood sweethearts be beautiful girls who live next door.,Entering the house through the window in the morning.,Wake up the male protagonist with a gentle and cute voice?

Thinking about it, I had reached the fourth floor, looking for room number 312, and when I came to the door, I fumbled through my pocket, pulled out a bunch of keys, easily found one of the cylindrical ones, and opened the door.

Lianwen used to give me a spare key, but even so, today is the first time I've used it, because even if I visited here before, I came back with her.

As soon as I entered, the first thing I saw was a gray floor mat with a cat print on it, and shoes placed around it, neatly arranged.

"Excuse me."

I said and went through the door, took off my shoes, and put on cotton shoes with cat prints. On the left is the living room and on the right is the kitchen. The living room is not big, and a sofa of about 2 meters is already crowded. Television is also very old, but after the Internet age, few people watch TV anymore, at least we are. The kitchen was even smaller, with nothing but a countertop, a fridge and a small table. The faucet of the kitchen sink drips every few seconds due to its old age, and Lianwen has placed a basin underneath it, so she can accumulate a lot of water every day when she goes home. In such a quiet situation, the sound of water dripping was so obvious that it made me feel strange. Walking forward is the bedroom, and the innermost room is Love's. I knocked on the door symbolically twice – and there was no response, of course. I opened the door. I'm coming in today to confirm something.

As I thought back to the last time I entered the room, I opened the door and was greeted by a fresh scent that captured my sense of smell, exactly the same as the smell on hers. The color of the room is also taupe, supplemented by yellow decoration, which looks quite comfortable. The room is small, but it is also neat, and there are many books on the desk, and if you look closely, you can even find elementary school language books. The previous books were well put on the book covers, and there was no dust on them. [I looked around, the wardrobe, the bed, the dresser, the desk. There is nothing else about it. 】

……

I stared at my desk again. [There is nothing but textbooks, novels, photo albums, and notebooks, and the shelf space is vacant a lot.] Seeing that album reminded me of the past. When I think about that time, my heart hurts as if I had been pierced by a needle. The scar has always lingered in my heart, and every once in a while it makes me suffer.

……

What am I going to do next?

I double-tap the screen to activate my watch, swipe up with two fingers, and a laser beam shoots out of the watch and onto the wall, displaying 5:01. Even though it is a smart watch, this function can only be used at home.

It was past five o'clock, and I looked out the window into the street, and there was still no change, and there was no one in the room. There is still no sign of "recovery". I let out a long sigh, feeling very tired. Looking at Lianwen's bed...... Taupe main tone, cat pattern bed sheets.

I think that's part of the investigation as well. Maybe you can feel her taste more closely in bed...... No, feel her thoughts. Besides, I'm not ......

Well?

I was still thinking about the reason to convince myself why I was already in bed.

The bed was so soft that I was stuck in it. The jasmine-like aroma hits the face.

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I'm still expressionless, but the thought of Lianwen sleeping here makes me feel uneasy. Although I can naturally throw myself into her arms, as if there is no fluctuation or emotion, in fact, it is the opposite, and I have to admire my strong acting skills at this time.

Wait a minute, if I sleep like this until six o'clock, if there is a "recovery", will my love text suddenly appear next to me. Oops, that's not good. I could already foresee what was happening at that time. She must have looked at me with a calm and unsurprised expression, and then hugged me, and I must have kept a straight face and continued to pretend to be asleep, but ......

Don't ask me why I know all this in such detail.

This can't work, I may not be able to act now.

I immediately sat up, then got out of bed and hurried out of the room.

I should have gone home, but I wanted to be the first to see her after six o'clock. - though I'm not even sure that six o'clock will actually be back to normal.

So in the end I decided to sit outside the gate. Take a seat against the number 312. It's not very cold inside the building, but it's weird.

Well...... I don't care.

It's been so long.

In less than an hour, I was able to recall all the events of my life in the past 17 years. Loneliness really reminds people of a lot, and even what the penultimate question of the first semester of the fifth grade math midterm exam is I remember, after some brain calculations, eh, did I do something wrong at the time, I didn't study seriously in primary school, and I didn't pay attention to correction after the exam, which is not a good habit. [And what happened at that time, if only I hadn't agreed at that time], will anything change to this day? I think maybe the whole trajectory of her life will change.

Eh......

I patted my watch again and again, and finally made it to 5:58. I patted myself on the face to sober myself up. Glued to the doorbell.

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Time flies so slowly.

……

I shook my legs impatiently.

……

It's slow, it's slow.

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Can't wait.

……

I looked at my watch again, and the number finally went from 59 to zero.

Nothing special felt about it.

I rang the doorbell.

Dingβ€”β€”

If anyone rings my doorbell at six o'clock, I'll be angry, and I'll forgive her if it's a love story.

Click.

The door opened.

Dressed in pajamas, with a water glass in his hand and a toothbrush in his mouth.

But there is no doubt that this is a love letter.

The world is back to normal.

It also means that something worse is happening.

[If the time of the "abnormal" occurs every day is one hour earlier, and the time of "recovery" remains the same.] 】

[Then after eighteen days, I will live forever in a world where no one lives. 】