January 9, 2073, the third day of the Lunar New Year.

It can be seen from the Internet that the ground is now lively, in the past few days of the Spring Festival, it is said that because there is no festive atmosphere, the meteorological department has also specially engaged in artificial snowfall, and the snow on the road has not yet melted, but underground, it is still business as usual, yesterday Su Pei secretly asked himself to go up to "play in the snow" and have a snowball fight, but he refused at the time - he was still naïve, and now that he thinks about it, Han Le has regretted it.

Han Le has been playing the game in front of me for a day, the game is very good, it is an online game with the apocalypse as the background, various skill settings, career matching, character attributes, are very reasonable and the playability is also very high, but looking at the time, Han Le still put down the headphones and closed the screen.

"Where's Qiao Yiyu?" Han Le asked Su Pei, who was sitting across from him and was looking at the web page.

"Maybe you're reading a book, right?" Su Pei replied casually.

Han Le stood up and paced back and forth in the room for a few steps before sitting down again. After an unknown amount of time, he stood up again and circled around the room...... When Han Le sat down for the fifth time, Su Pei glanced at him and said meaningfully, "Sick?" ”

"Sort of." Han Le said, continue to circle around. An indescribable emptiness dominated his consciousness, and he did not know how to escape it, leaving himself to be controlled by it.

When he sat down for the sixth time, Han Le pressed his head with both hands, trying to massage it, and when he pressed it, it suddenly turned into a thrashing, but he didn't have much strength - it was more like pure anger when a child was not satisfied.

"Let's smoke a cigarette," Su Pei took out a pack from under the table and threw it over, "It might be better." ”

Han Le hadn't tried it, but he didn't mind trying it, and if that really helped, he shoved the cigarette butt into his mouth hard, just like when he was a child in the countryside, he was called by his grandmother to go to the stove to make a fire, and stuffed a bundle of straw into it, and then picked up a lighter and lit it.

The green smoke rose around, conjuring up a pattern of unknown meaning in the air, Han Le looked at it, and subconsciously thought of the terrifying pictures composed of such patterns in some anti-smoking advertisements, he tried to make these imaginary pictures more real, but he still failed, and the emptiness subconsciously made him take a puff.

Just like the last time he tried a cigar, Han Le squatted down and began to cough, but this time he had no intention of giving up, and when he stood up and was about to get used to it again, a familiar voice suddenly appeared: "Why are you smoking too?" Then the next second, the cigarette in his mouth was taken away.

"If you feel uncomfortable, you can send me a text message," Ms. Qiao said, "and there is no cure for lung cancer until now, and lung cancer caused by smoking does not allow you to hibernate in hibernation." ”

Han Le glanced at Qiao Yiyu and didn't speak. Waiting for her to turn behind her, placing her hands on her temples, the body temperature on the tips of her fingers seemed to have some kind of magical power, and her consciousness was awakened at once—Han Le knew that it was the effect of dopamine.

"Did you practice today?"

"I've practiced for a while," Han Le lowered his head, "but you're not there...... I don't think it's interesting. ”

"It's okay," Qiao Yiyu walked to the sofa, picked up the two guitars lying there, and handed one of them to Han Le, "Let's go out and practice." ”

"Remember to bring more things back," Su Pei advised, "especially those ...... on the list."

Before going out, Han Le went upstairs to care about their customers, who were also temporary food and clothing parents—four hibernating people lying in the freezer. They have been hibernating for more than a week, and they haven't found any accidents yet, if there is, then the three of them are responsible for waking them up - such as a police check, or something major in the world, the male owner of this house is a very curious person, when I talked to him before, Han Le knew that the purpose of his hibernation was to feel that life was too boring, and he wanted to make his life more interesting. Han Le didn't know what kind of thing was interesting, but he felt that at least in this time, there had been no events worth waking them up.

Han Le's "work attitude" is undoubtedly worthy of affirmation, the male owner said to them that it is enough to come once every three days, but he comes almost every day, sometimes several times a day, of course, a big reason why he does this is because he himself has been in such a state, unconsciously 60 years, he hopes to experience the feeling of being a hibernation observer in this way.

When Han Le went downstairs, Qiao Yiyu was already waiting there, there were two bicycles in the yard, which was their main means of transportation during this time, although there were more advanced no-pedal electric bicycles in this era, and the price was very cheap, the two still chose this "fitness" version of the mechanical type.

When he was walking side by side on the road, Han Le remembered the time when he worked with Qiao Yiyu in Quanfeng Company, and after calculating it, for himself, it was half a year ago, but when he thought about it, it seemed to be like 60 years later, this sense of dislocation of time made Han Le a little embarrassed, and he asked Qiao Yiyu: "If Shen Quanfeng hadn't died now, he would be in his 90s, right?" ”

"Probably," Qiao Yiyu shook his head, "I haven't paid much attention to him later, maybe he has hibernated, but there are many people who live more than 90 years now." ”

"I really want to meet him if I have a chance," Han Le suddenly laughed, "I wonder if he still remembers me?" ”

"You should remember," Qiao Yiyu nodded solemnly, cooperating with Han Le, "I went to the hospital to see it, your few blows are ruthless enough, maybe you will still leave a scar." ”

Han Le glanced at Qiao Yiyu, he would definitely not believe this obvious joke, but he was still very happy: "Now that I think about that fight, I am very happy, I have never fought a few times in my life." ”

"I heard that almost all of you guys fought when you were young," Qiao Yiyu was very interested in this topic, "Why do you fight?" ”

"Why do primary school students have it, they make small reports, they don't copy homework, and they just play marbles...... Han Le began to talk with great interest, and then took the initiative to say a bad thing when he was a child, "I remember when I was in the sixth grade, the tablemate was a woman, and at that time, the girl developed earlier than the man, her strength was greater than me, and she was taller than me...... Once in a fight, I learned the eighteen palms of the dragon in the TV series and slapped her, but my hands cramped all of a sudden, and I couldn't even pick up a pen for a week. ”

"Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending!" Qiao Yiyu has obviously watched this TV, "Are you really serious?" ”

"Children," Han Le said, "I believed for a while that I could learn light skills by tying sandbags to my legs...... By the way, did you go to school and fight at that time? ”

"Yes, but it's not common," Qiao Yiyu recalled, "When we were very young, we had a special fighting class, which was to fight in a virtual environment, and the teacher put children who liked to fight in it, and everyone liked to fight and fight...... The teacher never cares, and it hurts, but it doesn't really hurt so much, and if you fight too much, you will know that fighting is not good, and it hurts others and yourself. In reality, there will be corporal punishment and spanking in a fight, but it is a real beating, and it ......is guaranteed to hurt for two or three days."

"How does it sound like the method of education is similar?"

"It's pretty much the same," Qiao Yiyu said, "children can't be rational, and they can't understand reason, and even if they do, it's difficult to control themselves, and they can only use intuitive things to tell him what is right and what is wrong." ”

The two chatted and chatted, and before they knew it, they had arrived at their destination, which was the square of this small underground town. The area of the square is not very large, it looks like three football fields are side by side, but it is not small, especially since it is still underground, such a space is very rare. The center of the square is a lawn, in the middle of which there is a group of fountains with colorful lights, so people in this area call this Rainbow Square, usually there are not many people here, but in the New Year's Day, it is still relatively lively - people in the town on Chinese New Year's Eve organized a super-large-scale Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Han Le and Qiao Yiyu ate dumplings here that day, that is, on that day, the two performed a talent together, that is, played a guitar ensemble. In the past few days, this has become Han Le's guitar practice ground, of course, practicing guitar is just a rhetoric, you can also practice at home, the most important thing is to let yourself go out and walk around.

The previous few times I came to cover my face, for fear that others would recognize him, this time was no exception, when parking, Han Le deliberately wrapped his face tightly with a scarf, and the two of them walked around the square with guitar cases on their backs, trying to find a more eye-catching location - if this image was 60 years ago, it would look like two killers holding sniper rifles, ready to find a place to be in place.

In the end, they chose the edge of the square, next to a billboard, because Han Le was afraid of the cold, there was a billboard to block the wind, after putting down the piano case, Han Le did not take the guitar first, but took out a piece of folding paper sandwiched inside, took out the glue from his pocket and touched it in a few corners, and pasted it on the shiny billboard behind him, which said - This is an old and respectable profession, we don't ask for much, just the following: a cup of hot chocolate, a fried chicken set, a set of clothes suitable for both men and women (slash), A free job that does not require an ID (slash), a classical guitar (slash), a bicycle (slash)...... A car, a box of cigars, a bottle of wine.

"These last few were added by Su Pei, right?" Before starting, Qiao Yiyu took a look at today's "begging content" and asked Han Le.

"Hmm......" Han Le nodded, "He saw that we made a fortune a few days ago...... If it weren't for the fact that someone at home wanted to keep watch, I guess he would have come over. ”

"Hey, you're here again!" Seeing the piece of paper that Han Le had laid on the billboard, someone in the square gathered around, "What do you want today?" Then everybody started looking at the list.

The piece prepared by Qiao Yiyu and Han Le today is Ravel's Bolero, a classical famous song, in fact, Qiao Yiyu can also play solo alone, but after all, the purpose is to let Han Music practice the piano, Qiao Yiyu will undertake the melodic part of the song that is more complex and difficult to perform, and Han Yue, as a beginner, only needs to play the bass rhythm part of the tune.

Before the official start, there were already good deeds who sent the first content on the list, a cup of hot chocolate - this era is really comfortable, Han Le drank chocolate, Mei Zizi thought, that is, a few days of kung fu, guitar, bicycle, and even work, will be in hand, just with their "amateur" performance, if Han Le travels back and tells people in the past, he will definitely be regarded as a madman.

When the song officially began, the crowd of onlookers also quieted down, forming a circle around them, and some people gently followed the rhythm and beat the beat with their hands, looking very engaged. The piece itself is also very good, the melody is graceful, but the rhythm part is strong and powerful, echoing each other, which is really suitable for male and female ensembles.

Sure enough, halfway through the song, the audience was already fully engaged, although even the simple rhythm in the middle of the Korean music was out of place, but Qiao Yiyu was not affected by him at all, and he also strengthened the strength when he made a mistake, and the effect still sounded like that. Towards the end, even Han Le, as a performer, was fascinated by the fact that the whole piece was repeated eight or nine times with the same melody, but the more I listened to it, the more I became involved, and it didn't make people feel tired - this is the power of music.

When it was time to come to an end, someone brought another thing in the list - a bottle of wine, Han Le took it with a smile and put it in the storage bag hanging on the outside of the piano box. When Su Pei wanted to write these up the day before yesterday, Han Le still thought that no one would be so boring, and spent money to buy a bottle of wine for the artist, so he resolutely refused, but when he pushed his bicycle and went home with his guitar on his back at the end of the day, he knew that he was actually wrong.

During the break, someone brought a second hot chocolate and a fried chicken set, and Han Le remembered, stood up, and drew a slash on the fried chicken set—and then thanked the giver for his kindness.

Han Le finished drinking the chocolate, stood up, looked at Qiao Yiyu, and was about to start the second song, when the crowd suddenly dispersed, and someone laughed in it: "There won't really be a car, right?" ”

The crowd consciously gave way to the visual channel, and Han Le was surprised to see that just a dozen meters in front, an ordinary car stopped there, and there was only one passenger in the car...... But I didn't recognize it for a while.

But Qiao Yiyu recognized it, her face stiffened, but it was only for a moment, and then she lowered her head again, and her fingers lightly touched the first note.

This time, Qiao Yiyu played Canon, and it was also Han Le's favorite song, and he practiced a lot, but because it was difficult, he practiced the worst, and he only practiced a little bit of the climax, so he could only cheer Qiao Yiyu in the climax part during the performance - in addition, it was almost equivalent to Qiao Yiyu's solo. Han Le has heard Qiao Yiyu play this song many times, in the living room of the house, in the middle of the bar in November, in the room in Old Man Zhang's village, in the house where they live temporarily...... But I don't know why, this time today, it seems to be very different, there seems to be something solemn in the sound of the piano, and there is no way to emanate through the strings. He raised his head and saw that the man who had just come out of the car had squeezed in, he was wearing an ordinary jacket, his face was scruffy, and a pair of glasses with a picture on his eyes, it should be an eye-type computer, it seemed that his attention was not very hit, and he didn't seem to have much energy, but he stood there with a strong sense of presence.

This sense of presence made Han Le involuntarily divert his attention, and he seemed to vaguely feel that Qiao Yiyu had also been paying attention to this person, but he didn't show it too obviously...... This person...... Han Le raised his head and watched him take off his glasses, and for a moment, he remembered almost immediately - it was Qin Jinwan, who had just come out of the hospital, and during the time when he was in the barracks, Han Le had met him, but at that time he was wearing a military uniform and his temperament was more like a soldier, but now, he looked more ordinary than the ordinary people around him.

Han Le thought of the last time he saw him, that was when he handed the key to Qiao Yiyu, and Qiao Yiyu asked him to take care.

Qin Jinwan seemed to notice Han Le's strange appearance, he turned his head to look at him, and nodded lightly, which was regarded as a compliment. Han Le was a little panicked in his heart, and when he thought of him, he could naturally think of his current situation - he was still a wanted criminal. Obviously, the scarves on his and Qiao Yiyu's faces were useless in Qin Jinwan's eyes.

After the end, the crowd did not disperse, according to the experience of the previous few days, the pair should continue to sing several songs, but they were disappointed today, Qiao Yiyu had already put the piano into the piano box, Han Le also began to put away the begging slip hanging behind the back, and someone enthusiastically came up and asked, "Are you still coming tomorrow?" ”

"I don't know," Qiao Yiyu shook her head, "Let's see then." ”

After everyone left, Qin Jinwan exclaimed: "I just heard that you can play the piano before, but I didn't expect to play it so well." ”

"That's because the country doesn't need me to play the piano," Qiao Yiyu's tone was a little cold, "so I don't need to play either." ”

"You're still angry about wanted?" Qin Jinwan seemed to want to explain something, "That's just a wartime strategy...... It is now possible to revoke ...... at any time"

Qiao Yiyu stretched out her hand to stop Qin Jinwan from continuing, but walked straight to the place where she parked her bicycle, and only after stepping into the car did she say to him, "You didn't come alone, did you?" ”

Qin Jinwan nodded lightly.

"When did you find out?"

"After you left Ren Bin's house......," Qin Jinwan said, "Ren Bin quarreled with his parents about hibernation, and his parents saw your wanted notice on the Internet and called the police." ”

Qiao Yiyu chuckled, turned his head to Han Le and said, "It's okay, it's not our fault. ”

Han Le also laughed, but he felt that his smile was ugly.

"Then, can you give us another day," Qiao Yiyu said, "You shouldn't be in a hurry for this day." ”

Qin Jinwan shook his head: "The order I received is just to protect you. ”

"Protection?" Qiao Yiyu's smile was a little cold, "Are you still afraid that I will commit suicide?" ”

"Let's go." After speaking, Qiao Yiyu stepped on the pedal, Han Le behind him glanced at Qin Jinwan, his eyes also glanced at himself, and suddenly asked him, "I heard that you are the first person to know Qiao Yiyu?" ”

Han Le didn't know what he meant, but he still nodded involuntarily.

"You're lucky...... Qin Jinwan said, "there aren't many people she can trust now." ”

Han Le paused slightly, and glanced at him with some confusion: "Are you ......?"

"It's not interesting," Qin Jinwan smiled at him, "I hope you don't live up to this trust." ”