Indifferent time and hot rain washed over the city, and I wandered in the dreams of the abyss.

The curtained room was dim and low, the phone screen was shining brightly, someone sent me a video, I instinctively read it half-awake and half-asleep, the video floated with old yellow sand and haggard white bones, and the standard news cavity echoed in the room, mixed with the sound of rain:

Since the rescue archaeological excavation of Xiaolinghe and Qingduan, archaeologists have found more than 20 ancient tombs, the age is concentrated in the Han Dynasty, the Northern Dynasty and the early Tang Dynasty, although there are not many unearthed artifacts, but only with the complete tomb shape and tomb scale, enough to fill the archaeological gap of the province in the period from the Northern and Southern Dynasties to the Sui and Tang Dynasties, which is of great significance.

According to the characteristics of the bones and teeth, archaeologists preliminarily deduced that the skeleton of one meter nine belonged to a man in his 60s, and the west side was a female skeleton, which died earlier than the male.

Surveying, mapping, taking pictures, extracting cultural relics and tomb bones, all aspects of archaeological excavation are orderly. From the ten ancient tombs discovered before to more than 20 now, with the continuous archaeological excavation, new ancient tombs have been discovered in Xiaolinghe and Qingduan, which provides material materials for the Yellow River Basin and the study of tombs from the Northern Dynasties to the Sui and Tang dynasties.

At present, in accordance with the instructions of the Provincial Cultural Relics Bureau, the staff of the Shandong Provincial Underwater Archaeology Research Center has been stationed at the archaeological site to carry out exploration and excavation work in the newly discovered area...............

The progress bar of the video is nearing the end, people come and go between the loess flying, and I feel like I am in an ancient room, I am the only one in the world, this kind of thought covers me like this, the stars and the moon are dim, the pavilion is dark and fragrant, I am stunned and staring at the roof in a daze, my body is getting weaker and weaker, my eyes are becoming more and more blurred, the candle flame seems to have been blown out by the wind, how is it dark, I hear someone calling me, but I can no longer respond.

I fell into a deep sleep.

There was a clang, and then something shattered.

I opened my eyes again in a flash, and the wind blew the vase on the desk beside my bed, and I stood up and looked at the shattered stained glass and the dim sunflowers.

The phone showed 7:25, and I lay back and swiped up the circle of friends. The circle of friends is sharing the news of the new discovery of the ancient tomb just now, cheering and cheering.

But I only looked at each other in the circle of friends and liked each other. No one knows what the other person's real life is like.

I checked the message, only to find that the video was sent to me by the stars, and there was a word document underneath, and the name of the document was just a new document. I clicked on it, but it bounced me off the bed.

'×× Provincial Underwater Archaeology Research Centre Internship Application'

And then the table below is all my information.

I was about to quit and ask Star, but she had already made a closing argument, and a lot of nag was in front of the video.

"Miao, I heard from my senior brother that the center is short of people!!

"I see that many people have voted, so I'll (*^▽^*) help you send the application form to their mailbox."

"Don't worry, they will definitely not be able to compare to yourshahahahahahaha!!ha

"Miao, you must go to the interview~~ It's three o'clock this afternoon~~"

"If you don't go, I'll (● ̄(エ) ̄●) I'll be, I'll be, ahhahahaha

"You're going to report to me in the evening anyway. I'm going on a date (*^▽^*) today and I don't have time to care about you, anyway, you, you, must, want, give me, go to the interview! ”

"You also know that as long as you are willing to go, you will basically be sure of nine out of ten. Why not? Sometimes I'm really jealous of you, hahahahahahahaha. ”

"Ps that, let me remind you, I asked for Professor Lin's letter of recommendation in your name, if you don't go, the consequences will be quite serious" [sinister smile emoji]

Then he sent me a very perverted panda head emoji.

The rain is blazing, blabla, blabla, blah, blabla It must have been taken by some man. This idiot.

Ah, it's annoying! I let out a long sigh and fell back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, the strange dreams that had just been plausible began to be recalled and interpreted by my sense.

It's endless, isn't it? Do you want to go back?

The rain was not light, I turned on the hot water shower, the hot water fell on my head, instinctively closed my eyes, and let the water vapor steam me.

My hair in the mirror is wet, messy and uneven length, I haven't been to a haircut for a long time, I've always been wearing a ponytail to work at a convenience store, and my bangs used to be put like this, but it seems to have grown a little long recently, blocking my eyes, and I always need to pull them away.

The rain was pouring outside, I picked up the scissors and clicked, and without hesitation, cut my hair to shoulder length, and then trimmed my bangs casually, and those strands of hair that humans always like to be the source of troubles stuck to my shoulders and my back, and I was once again under the shower, and the shower washed the excess residual hair for me.

My hair was easily blown dry, and with that old pair of black-rimmed glasses, I looked exactly like I did on my diploma.

The white shirt and black trousers in the closet were wrinkled, and I was absentmindedly handling them with a garment steamer, and the rising steam blurred the windows, and the whole city outside the windows was blurred by the torrential rain, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

Who in the world can see the world clearly? Everyone is in a blur, and they can only see their own space. Once you open this door, where do you go?

It seems that the only time when people are awake in the morning is between the time they wake up in the morning and the time they devote themselves to work or school, and they can think about something strange, decisive or meaningless.

After that, when you go to the point to invest in this world, you will become a robot, which should be a small part of the huge world machine, and follow the established trajectory of the follower, and obediently, you will get a certain reward.

I thought about it, and the day began, and the dim and strange moment of the morning disappeared with a cup of coffee, and I mechanically sorted out the information in front of the computer, ate instant noodles, and then the sun came out, and when it was time, I changed my clothes and went out.

Everything is like a horse, smooth and blurry.

At half past four in the afternoon, I was already at the bus stop near the research center, waiting for the return bus.

I sighed as the red double-decker bus drove towards me.

I went up to the second floor of the open air, the car was moving smoothly, and in the breeze I brought the Bluetooth headset that Su Shun gave me, but I didn't know what to play, so I had to press the random play. The gentle sound of simple musical instruments, the original sound of nature slid past my ears, and I leaned against the railing, looking at the receding street.

Rush hour is almost here, but I'm a little earlier than them, otherwise I'd have become a sardine.

If I work like a normal person and participate in the world, I should be on this trajectory.

Renting a house, commuting to work regularly, always walking on the busiest road, will meet a lot of live people.

At convenience stores, the commute to work is always wide and quiet, but it's actually quite comfortable.

The double-decker bus stopped at a stop that was empty and no one was waiting, but no one was getting off either.

In spite of this, the driver still has to stop at one stop at a time, this is his job, in fact, his job has nothing to do with whether there are passengers or not, how many passengers, his job is to arrive at this station on time every day, if there is no accident, open the door at the specified time, close, and continue to the next station.

Again and again, day by day, I toured the city like everyone else, running regularly with the world's factory.

I casually looked at the bright colors of the real estate advertisements on the huge light signs at the station, then wandered to the train number tables with different train numbers, and then looked at "Heping Road", and I read silently in boredom.

There are English letters under "Heping Road", "HELPING ROAR", I read silently in order, eh, no, what the hell, just after I reacted, the double-decker bus began to leave. The string of letters became more and more blurred.

I'm stunned, shouldn't it be the authentic pinyin "HEPING ROAD"? But I can clearly see it, am I dazzled?

The relaxing music in the headphones becomes a little mysterious, and the meandering minor tune is easy to contemplative.

It was stormy season, and it was easy for the sky to get gray, so I was a little anxious and wanted to avoid this gloomy sky, so I got off the bus near a large shopping mall.

The gorgeous commercial area has already been lit up, the shopping mall is carefully arranged at the angle of the lights, the various shop signs inside are also shining with exquisite lights, all kinds of goods are also reflecting the dazzling colors, and the cold white fog of the air conditioner is swirling, which makes people a little sleepy.

I ordered a cup of coffee at a coffee shop on the first floor, and I drank it until 11 p.m., and I didn't leave until the clerk told me to close.

The street was completely dark, very similar to the atmosphere I usually experienced at work, except that I was exhausted by the moment.

I wandered slowly, and after a long time in the air conditioner, I felt that the night breeze was noticeably hot.

The road was empty, the wind was getting lighter, and the ears were left with the hallucinatory roar of excessive exhaustion.

Sneering, hee-hee, gurgling, this small, crisp sound appeared in the hallucination, and I shook my head, but the further I went, the more obvious it became.

I stopped in front of an alley, it turned out that it was not a hallucination, there seemed to be two people hugging each other in the dim light of the deep alley, but it was obviously a strange match, no, and, it didn't seem to be hugging each other, the extremely young girl was pressed against the wall by an extremely disgusting man, the man's round head kept sticking to the girl's ears and neck, the girl's face was blocked by the man, and the expression could not be seen clearly.

But apparently this weird and perverted voice was made by the man, and I didn't know what to do for a moment?