Qin Lang picked up my resume on the ground, sorted it out neatly, and then handed it to me.

"Looking for a job?" He asked politely.

I shook my head, but nodded again, and he laughed helplessly.

"So this is Schrödinger's job search?"

The atmosphere was a lot lighter, and I was relieved, but there seemed to be some tear stains in the corners of my eyes, and I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand to wipe away the remaining tears.

I probably look like a child.

"Didn't you work in the Second Cultural Relics Task Force in Luo'an before? Why did you suddenly come so far away? ”

"Ah, that, that's my resignation." I explained a little awkwardly.

"In this way, it must be very hard to be buried in the loess all day."

I walked with my head down, not knowing what to say.

"It doesn't seem like that's right, but I'm just trying to say that if it's hard work, it's normal to leave. But as long as you want, staying on the ground or under the loess is just a choice for yourself. ”

"My job is actually not hard, but it is far worse than yours."

"There is no work that is not hard, either physical or psychological."

I didn't say anything, the two of us moved forward slowly, and Qin Lang seemed to be deliberately slowing down his pace to accommodate me.

The street lights on the road were diligently guarded, and occasionally a few cars drove by, and we walked under the overpass, and looked up at the bottom of the gray and white bridge.

This bridge crosses the river and connects the two banks, and the bridge overlaps with the slope of the upper embankment, and with the soundproof obstacles on the side of the road, the section of the road we walked became a space full of walls, and I was really afraid that I would not be able to go out, and I would keep going around here.

The yellow street lamps stain this space like a dream, and it looks like a space in other dimensions, a fabricated virtual space, will it be virtual along with me and Qin Lang?

The people I've met in the past and the lives I've experienced are all fabricated, just like the Sims, I just don't know which world a player controls the character, and that player will see my stamina and mood on the screen?

Will it? Will it? Will it?

No, no, no, no, no, ~ ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Qin Lang didn't say a word, of course, because I didn't speak, I just kept nagging in my heart, in my head, how could others hear it, how could they respond, thinking of this, I shouted;

"Qin Lang."

"Huh?" He turned his head sideways, his hair was fresh and neat, his cheeks were clean, and his whole person was refreshed and bright.

A simple black T-shirt is soft and wrinkle-free, giving it a particularly comfortable feel.

By the way, what am I going to say?

"By the way, are you going up to the embankment too? Is there a mission or something? ”

"No, I just wanted to send you back."

"Ah, there's no need to be so troublesome, I'm fine, it's so late now, I can't delay your time so much."

"I'm on a rotational day off for nine days in a row."

"So, can you still take a break like this? Looks pretty good~"

"Probably, but it's really busy, and I can't tell the difference between day and night."

"It's irregular, it's not good for the body, but it's ......"

"But what?"

"It's nothing, at least you have to eat on time."

I can't say you look healthier than I am.

I sighed at the thought of this.

"Did you encounter something?" This should be the third time he asked me.

The second time in the alley, the first time was in Luo'an City, I was buried in the enclosed and protected soil pit, picking up objects with a small brush, and I was shocked when I touched something, as if I was in the alley, squatting on the ground in a daze.

However, my hair and face were covered in mud when I fell into the ground, as if I had fallen into a dirt pit.

I looked up at the white sky, the sunlight was faint, the air was thin, Qin Lang poked his head out, and asked this sentence; "Did you encounter something?"

He was dressed in a neat summer police uniform, and for a moment I thought he was a security guard, but it was only when he reached out to pull me up that I saw the armband logo.

"Huang Miao?" He stopped me from remembering.

How should I answer this time? Did something happen to me? But I've had so many things happening, how am I going to say them?

Worried that I would not be able to get out of the space, I saw the exit, the wide river surface appeared in front of us, the unmanned road in the middle of the night, we still followed the traffic rules, crossed the road at the green light, and then walked slowly along the riverside, the night breeze was gentle, cool and cool, and the long bridge with light acted as a background behind us.

"One day I was walking here and I heard someone shouting for help,"

I stopped and leaned against the railing, "It's probably down there, I went down to the river, there was a drowning boy shouting for help, I didn't know what to do at that time, but luckily a girl jumped down and pulled him back." After that, he was sent to the hospital. ”

Qin Lang quietly in front of the audience.

"Actually, I drowned in the swimming pool not long ago, and I woke up in the hospital."

"Are you okay now?"

I shook my head, "It's okay now, there are a lot of people in the swimming pool, and I guess I will find out soon." But if you are desperately shouting for help in this no-man's river, the chance of being heard is very small. ”

"The odds are just a matter of calculation, the truth is that the boy was saved."

"Later, when I was working the night shift, I met the girl again, and the girl said that the drowning boy originally wanted to commit suicide, but he should have repented and shouted for help in the water."

"Later, I saw the boy at night, wearing a high school uniform, sitting in a convenience store with his classmates, talking, laughing, drinking coffee and eating supper, looking very polite, completely different."

"It's not like someone who wants to commit suicide at all, and it's not like someone who has committed suicide. I always feel cared for. ”

Qin Lang also leaned on the railing, looking at the ethereal and dim river;

"How can the human heart be so easily seen through? If this is the case, then there is no need for the police, we need to start from a lot of superficial subtle clues, dig deep layer by layer, and have enough evidence to form a causal connection in order to determine the truth. What is superficial is the least credible. Especially people's smiles, but also people's tears. ”

Qin Lang gave me the feeling of flickering and dimming, just now it was bright and clear, but now it looks like standing in the corner and observing the world with cold eyes, sniper? Hunter?

"It's too late, I'll send you back."

I nodded.

After a day of cruising around this chaotic world, I lay in bed and flipped through the memories of my life.

There's been more and more going on lately.

Xing Xing sent several messages in a row, incoherently, to confirm that I had an interview, and to say a lot of things about that boy, it seems that she has a brain.

It didn't seem good to just answer that I went to the interview and not respond to her love thoughts that she wanted to talk about with great interest, so I didn't reply to the message at all.

Qin Lang's words echoed in my mind, and I stared at the desk that originally had sunflowers but was now empty in a daze, and the night light was on, and it couldn't light anything.

A day, a night, just like that, most of people's lives are like this, there is no meaning, nothing special, just like that, every minute and second from waking up to sleeping, from birth to death.

"A cup of mocha without ice." I'm standing outside the counter as a customer, it's not quite dark, and the office workers are ready to go.

"Come early in the morning for coffee, why don't you sleep a little longer." Little Orange laughed at the counter. He glanced at his watch, "If I'm not here today, are you going to go to the convenience store at the next intersection to buy it?" ”

"I happened to be out for a walk and when I saw the lights up, I thought I'd come for a drink. Why are you so early today? ”

"Would you believe me if I said I was here all night?"

"I don't believe it!"

"I can't help it if I don't believe it. A total of 15 yuan, how to pay here? ”

"Isn't it true that our employees can have points to redeem for benefits? Check if my points are enough for Mocha? ”

"You came early in the morning thinking about redeeming points?"

"I just happened to remember it~"

"Okay, this customer, your points here are 182,000, do you want to exchange 15,000 for a cup of Mocha?"

"Okay."

"This is a small ticket, please take it. Please wait a minute. Ready for you. ”

The two staged a high-quality but naïve demonstration of the best purchase.

The number of customers in the store began to increase, and the walls of my Mocha cup came into contact with the air and began to hang with water droplets.

People come and go, most of them come to buy coffee, wind chimes tinkle non-stop, some buy oden or other biscuits vacuum-packed bread or something, and then rush away and rush into the city's army of workers.

It's a cloudy day.

Outside the window, a truck stopped in front of our convenience store, the driver who got off the car waved his hand at us, and Xiao Cheng went out to pick up the goods.

A white-collar worker sat in an empty seat away me with a coffee, and hers was American.

She looked rather sluggish, and after a cup of coffee and a small packet of biscuits were swallowed indiscriminately, she dragged her limp body out again, and the wind chimes wailed for her.

I watched through the glass window as she wandered the street mindlessly, and when I looked back, there was a small black notebook on the table, which was left by the girl just now, and I picked up the notebook and looked out the window, and the person had disappeared into the street.

Standing next to the magazine rack, I thought about what to do, next to me a wooden man in a plaid shirt walked by, his backpack knocked down the notebook in my hand, he turned around and apologized, the black stubble showed that he was sluggish, I nodded, and he took the bread to the counter to pay the bill.

The notebook on the floor was spread out, a whole page, but only one paragraph was written on it;

"When they are realizing their self-worth and showing the highlights of their lives, I am thinking about how I can live and live the life of ordinary people."

"Being able to live like an ordinary person is already equivalent to the realization of self-worth."