Los Angeles is a sci-fi city, and perhaps the development of the film industry has made the city even more unreal.

Efia has a soft spot for these kinds of films, not even just movies, she is also passionate about science fiction of all kinds, and whenever she finds a familiar scene in a movie, she will say that the director borrowed a certain novel from such and such author, or to put it mildly, it is exactly the same.

For half a year, they read almost all the science fiction novels they could find, and Foley liked to read, and soon the two of them read more and more, and even gradually went from books to the Internet, paying attention to some authors' blogs in order to see new stories for the first time.

"One of the things I love about this city is that it's so sci-fi." Ephia often said this on her lips. To Foley's noun to describe his inner feelings as ridiculous and naïve, he begins to look at Ephia, who likes to talk like this, and she has something in her that he has lost so soon.

"Don't think it's just movies shot in Los Angeles, this... And that ...... The cantilevered concrete slabs and glass walls are a sci-fi favorite, and Christopher Nolan is particularly fond of creating dreams with the reflection of glass and water. In fact, some of the buildings favored by science fiction film directors are inspired by science fiction novels, such as Bradbury Tower, which was inspired by a science fiction novel in 1887, and the designers drew drawings almost entirely based on the scenes described by the author of the novel.

The light shines through the windows and the high dome, which is all glass; When sunlight shines through the roof into the building's halls, the light becomes soft and natural, and no longer dazzling. The hall is surrounded by beautiful iron railings and marble steps to cushion the incoming light. What an amazing imagination and creation, because of these wonderful buildings, this huge city is even more nostalgic, isn't it? ”

Effia's memories trickle out of her brain circuits more and more clearly, accompanied by thoughts that Forlì hadn't imagined, unspoken questions, unfinished books, vague expectations, or just wishful thinking.

Maybe he should have found a time to make a trip and not long after all the scenes in the movie, or maybe Efia had been waiting for him to do something romantic.

Why did I suddenly lose contact with her, and after changing the communication equipment several times, I couldn't find her phone anymore. Or go to social networks to check it, I'm afraid that Ephia's name will not be too few, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack. Representative Foley shakes his head, trying to focus on his work, but the alternating chaos makes it harder and harder to concentrate.

Hell, it's even more difficult to do things with peace of mind than knowing that my mother has cancer. How afraid of death are Foley, he can't help but scold himself, let alone become a partner to get more shares, and he can't even do the job at hand.

The more I think about it, the more I can't keep my calm, and my attention is like a mouse with wings, running around behind a glass plate, and I just can't keep it quiet on the computer screen.

"I believe that people will live longer and longer, and technology will be used to treat diseases first, which is why I love science fiction, it makes hope everywhere, no matter how tragic the situation is, there will always be a turnaround." Efia's naivety didn't work out, at least in her mother's treatment. But now that I think of these words, and think of what Ephia said, it seems that beauty and hope are being played out not far away, and such a scene makes Forlì feel a little reassured, although it is short, but the anxiety is finally reduced. He needs to pick himself up and at least finish his job on time.

Walking to the coffee machine, Representative makes a cup of coffee, this time without sugar, in fact Jose reminded himself that it is better to drink less coffee, and Representative asks if it is not good for his health, and Jose just smiles and does not answer.

Representative Foley thinks back to everything Jose said, and it seemed like a sentence. His diminutive body under his white uniform was as majestic as God's, but it could not make him feel a trace of God's love. Where is love, is it only between believing and doubting?

Or just on the day back to heaven. Representative Foley felt the chill in his back getting heavier and heavier, even in the midday 20s, the chill came out of every bone gap, peered out through the pores and then returned the same way, again and again, again and again, until the whole back exuded a weakly uncomfortable feeling.

Whenever that feeling comes clearly, Representative Foley feels like he's back in Jose's office again, with the green curtains and his clear words right in front of him.

"No one else is to blame", says to himself in Foley, "it's all my own problem, no one else's fault". The next day will not change because of his illness, the work pressure will not be reduced by half a point, and the care of John will not be missing, and Samel does not need to devote much time to herself, but there are relatively few opportunities to improve the relationship between them.

And Ephia has taken over his consciousness again, in the battle with the surging anxiety confrontation and suppression, Ephia's appearance always seems to be on his side, at least for now, the missing of Ephia has relieved some of the anxiety, missing is better than being afraid, Foley can't spare any energy to suppress a feeling at such a time, he is exhausted.

When José's face appeared, when the company hallway turned into a hospital aisle, when he couldn't decide when, how, or whether to tell John about his condition, he became weak, and he never seemed to find the right answer to how life should go on.

When all this has become an unavoidable part of daily life, Foley no longer has the energy to fight, no energy to drive Ephia away, whatever it means, at least it makes himself better, his weakness has a corner to hide, he needs some strength to fight powerlessness, too much to calm down and deal with work.

The unsweetened coffee reminded him of the bitterness of his dreams, but at least for the time being, he forgot the troubles of reality.