Because he had been thinking about falling asleep very late, Chen Wen woke up now, and it was already past nine o'clock.

He quickly recalled the dream with the habit he had developed, and suddenly he had a bad feeling.

Just now, the moral contained in the dream, is it telling Chen Wenyingying that she is dead?

Or is she, like herself, in some degree of brain control?

Chen Wen hurriedly recorded the dream into the mobile phone app. But he didn't have time to discuss it with Nan Nan right now. The place where Ye Xingtong said last night and the secrets he was going to reveal were the things he was most concerned about now.

After washing up, he drove out, and after arriving downstairs at Ye Xingtong's parents' house, Chen Wen sent her a message.

Within a few minutes, Ye Xingtong walked downstairs step by step with a heavy plastic box in his hand. The box looked heavy, forcing her to walk up the stairs half-sideways, and her movements seemed extremely unnatural.

Chen Wen hurriedly got out of the car and ran to her to take the plastic box. It turned out to be a whole box of books.

"So many books?"

"Well, I'm really underestimating the weight of the book."

"A box of solid paper, can it not be heavy?"

Chen Wen came to the back of the car with the box in his hand, and put it in after Ye Xingtong helped open the trunk.

After the two got into the car, he asked, "Where are we going?" ”

Ye Xingtong pursed his lips and was silent for a while. Then he raised his head, silently pulled up his seat belt, and then turned around and said, "Chen Wen, you promise me." Where I take you today, no matter what you see or think there, you must not say it. Good no good? ”

"Good...... But why? ”

Instead of hesitation or entanglement, she was sad: "I'll tell you when we get back." ”

Ye Xingtong turned on his mobile phone to guide Chen Wen. It was the address of a Minhang district, which was actually not far from Chen Wen's old house, and he often passed by that neighborhood on his way to work.

It was a very large community, but the people were complicated and the environment was a bit dirty. It's only been in use for ten years, but it's already very old.

Chen Wen went around a few times and finally found a parking spot near the garbage room. He took out the plastic box again, followed Ye Xingtong into a building, and took the elevator to a certain floor.

After a few knocks, the door opened. The one who poked his head out was Ye Xingshu, Ye Xingtong's distant uncle. He moved very slowly, and he spoke very slowly: "Hitomi, why are you here?" ”

"Uncle Xingshu, Dad asked me to bring you some books. Can Chen Wen move in? ”

"Come in, come in." said quickly, but Ye Xingshu's movements were still a little slow. He asked Chen Wen to place the plastic box directly on the floor of the living room.

Ye Xingtong chatted with Ye Xingshu about some family life, which allowed Chen Wen to also observe Ye Xingshu's home.

Ye Xingshu tidied up the house. Not only are all kinds of things neatly arranged, but the floor and desktop are spotless. But the whole family gives people the feeling that he has been out of touch with the times. An old sofa, a very small TV, and even a landline telephone that has been used for many years but is still wiped clean.

He invited Chen Wen and Ye Xingtong to sit down on the sofa and made them tea. Then he dragged himself over a stool, sat next to the plastic box, and pulled out a few books and quickly flipped through them.

"Alas, when you are old, you live on this little spiritual food."

"What's the matter, my dad said that your spirits are getting better and better after you return to Shanghai."

It was only then that Chen Wen noticed that the books were all about science, science fiction and history. And Ye Xingshu's house also has books hidden everywhere. In the corners of the dining table, in the glass cabinets, and even in the mezzanine of the TV cabinet, a large number of books are neatly arranged. Again, those are information books, history books, literature books, and popular science and science fiction books. This is in huge contrast with the current bookstore full of spiritual food for successful learning, and it also makes Chen Wen feel that Ye Xingshu must be a pragmatic person before he got sick. It is a person who has absorbed knowledge through books.

"Hitomi, thank you dad for me." Ye Xingshu said as he looked around, as if looking for a suitable place to put books.

"Yes, I will. Let Chen Wen help you move. Chen Wen, go and see which room is suitable for books. ”

"Oh good."

Ye Xingshu's home is not big, it should be a two-room household. In addition to the living room, the bedroom door is also open. Chen Wen could see the layout at a glance. In addition to the bed, wardrobe, bookcase, and a desk by the window. And, of course, countless books.

Ye Xingshu supported his body and stood up from the stool: "Then help me move to the storage room." ”

Chen Wen picked up the box again and followed him to another room with the door closed. As Ye Xingshu opened the door, bright sunlight poured out all of a sudden.

It turns out that this storage room is facing south.

Moreover, where is this a storage room. This size, this structure, is clearly the master bedroom of this house.

At this time, Chen Wen was stunned.

This storage room is clearly the bedroom of Yingying in his dreams. The size and shape of the room, the location of the doors and windows, all proved that he was not wrong.

But the bed is gone, the wardrobe and mirror are gone, and the wolf-shaped stuffed animals are gone. All that was left in the room was now cabinets and countless books.

He was so shocked by the room that he couldn't move his feet. Turning her head to look at Ye Xingtong, she found that she was already frowning and looking at herself.

She already knew......

Chen Wen forcibly pressed the full stomach of questions and put away the box of books. Then wait for Ye Xingtong to say goodbye to Ye Xingshu after greeting him.

Going downstairs, getting into the car, starting the car, both of them were silent and did not speak.

Chen Wen was tugging at his heart and was about to start the car. Ye Xingtong suddenly spoke: "Her name is Ye Xiaoying." ”

"What?"

She blinked her red eyes vigorously and lowered her head: "Her name is Ye Xiaoying, she is the daughter of Uncle Xingshu and my sister." ”

Ye Xiaoying, Ye Xiaoying. Chen Wen repeated the name in his mind, as if some memories also came out.

It was a certain year, month and day that I can't remember, Chen Wen walked into a building with the air conditioning turned on very cold in the hot summer. He greedily enjoyed the cold breeze, hoping that it would quickly dry his sweaty clothes, and he looked left and right, not knowing which of the people busy walking through the building was the one he had made an appointment to meet.

At this time, Ye Xiaoying, who was wearing a white dress, walked over with a smile holding a book. At the distance where the two could feel the height difference, she raised her head slightly, looked at Chen Wen and said, "Hello Chen Wen, my name is Ye Xiaoying." ”

Chen Wen, who jumped back to reality, almost blurted out the guess in his heart: "Ye Xiaoying...... Is she gone? ”

In Ye Xingtong's surprised gaze, he asked again: "She...... Is it dead? ”