It was Gu Xi who opened his mouth and sent him away: "You go down first." Lao Sun obeyed him, didn't dare to slack off, and immediately answered and ran downstairs again.

With this interruption, I wanted to go down the slope and ask why Lao Sun listened to him so much, but as soon as my eyes met, he opened his mouth first: "Now tell me how you can see that there are a total of 208 pieces of information in that stack?" ”

I pursed my lips, and it turned out that I hadn't been able to hide my little caution from his eyes. His gaze was fixed on his chin, not to meet the dark pupils, and even if he was at a distance, he still felt a sense of urgency to be locked under those eyes, and calmly answered his question: "Every corner of those papers is numbered. "But when I looked around, I found paper No. 208, and the content on it happened to be the end of the concluding remarks, and even the year, month, date and name of the person who handled it.

Gu Xi didn't laugh as usual when he heard this, and still asked expressionlessly: "Then now do you still think you have the ability to forget?" Instead, the corners of my mouth curled up in a sneering arc: "Do you have to force me to admit that I don't have that ability?" Yes, I have a talent for patterning, but I'm not going to be able to do anything about it at best, but it's far from memorable. Are you satisfied with that? ”

Indeed, after I calm down, I can figure out the problem, and he and He Zhixu seem to be talking to me, but they actually have a tacit understanding of instilling the general information into me. The so-called logical reasoning ability and the memory of the painting are only related to the pattern, but the degree of relationship is not large. Except for patterns, these "talents" do not exist in other fields.

When I think about it, I can't help but wonder, am I really talented?

Gu Xi stared at me for a moment, then turned his gaze and tapped the seat next to him twice with his hand, "If you want to listen to me, sit down." ”

I hesitated for a moment but got up and sat down beside him.

He didn't make any other moves, his calm gaze still fell on the wall, and he said slowly: "Actually, it's very simple, those talents you think are multiple combinations, and this diversity has limitations and expansion. ”

"Can you speak a little in the vernacular?" Taking advantage of his pause, I interjected, what kind of pluralistic combination, limitations and expansion, some words are equal to no words, completely incomprehensible. He finally grinned and looked at me sideways as if he was in a better mood, "Then let me put it more simply, isn't it much faster for one person's work to be done by ten people?" What kind of scene will it be if 20 or 100 people do it? ”

"You're saying I can quickly organize patterns in my head because...... The Phantom Sakura you saw in your dream before are working together for me? Including my special eyesight before, I can see things that I can't usually see with the naked eye, and it's because of those phantoms that my eyesight is stronger than anyone else? ”

Gu Xi said casually: "Almost." ”

I looked at him strangely and said, "If that's the case, then didn't you seal my dreams when you sealed my eyes three years ago, and since you were blocked, how could I be able to reason and draw those paintings in a short period of time?" Isn't that inconsistent? ”

I've already learned his thoughtfulness, and it stands to reason that such a low-level mistake can't be made.

noticed that Gu Xi's eyes lit up for a moment after listening to my questioning, and even at this moment, a seemingly sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Now you have learned to catch my language disease?" However, when did I say that you had a dream? ”

I frowned, "You mean sealing my eyes is the other way to go?" You can't seal the phantom in my dream? ”

At this time, the smile on Gu Xi's face changed, although the corners of his mouth were still shallowly hooked, but the smile was already mixed with other meanings: "It's not that it can't be sealed, but the result may not be like this." ”

I saw his expression...... It seems to be waiting for me to ask what the result is, but I have a vague feeling that the answer must not be satisfactory. So I changed the subject: "If the phantom still exists in the dream, why do you act alone on the pattern?" It stands to reason that I can split so many personality phantoms to help me, and I should be good at everything. ”

I don't know what I said funny, but he laughed. Somehow, I'm very sensitive to him now, and it's easy to get out of control when I lose my temper. After looking closely, I didn't see the irony in the smile, so I gritted my teeth and asked, "What are you laughing at?" ”

He smiled undiminishedly, but asked, "Have you ever seen a tailor to teach, a carpenter to be a bricklayer, an accountant to study physics and astronomy?" Although he asked a clueless question, I immediately understood: "You mean that the phantom in my dream can only draw?" "Gu Xina said that the words are not rough, because the type of work is different, so it is impossible to require the painter to study mathematics and physics.

"Still don't understand? The phantom is just a derivative of yourself, and the subject is still you. And do you know math? Will it be in other industries? You're good at drawing, and naturally the illusions you conjure up will only be able to draw—" He paused and then added, "But as I said earlier, there are limitations, but there are also extensibility, and you have begun to learn to use this talent of yours gradually. Don't look at me, you have to admit that this is your unique talent. ”

I used to feel glad that I had special eyesight, but now I feel harsh when I hear the word "talent", and the reason is the person in front of me. Before this, he was equivalent to degrading my abilities to worthless, subverting my notion that I had talent, and in retrospect, how could he say this to make me not stare at him again.

However, he smiled like no one else and said: "There are many things in the world that seem to be square, but as long as the mind is changed, they can become round." It's like the pile of scattered paper just now, in the process of scanning, your brain is actually quickly filtering and filtering, and there are relative calculation data in this process, which is not as simple as you think you just see No. 208. Of course, you're going to be better at what you do than any other academic, and you're going to learn how to make what you're good at and use it. In addition, there is one more thing I have to correct you: you are not a split personality, you are just your personality, and the rest are just potentials, they only appear when you need to use your brain to manipulate patterns and data, and most of the time they return to the subject. So you say, is this your talent? ”

I pouted, and I didn't have anything to refute. When the fire gradually dissipated, I thought: After saying goodbye to him, I was either led by the nose or was tense like just now, although in the end most of the result was that I was weak, but it is difficult to have such a calm time.

Glancing at him, I asked softly, "If I hadn't learned to draw when I was a child, would it have been a different fate?" "If I can't draw, then I won't be sensitive to patterns, and I won't see the fragments of the letters he sent me, maybe he's just another pen pal of mine, and after a few letters, he gets tired of it, so he doesn't keep in touch.

It's a question I've been thinking about a lot for three years, and I'm asking it now. Attracting Gu Xi's sideways look, I didn't look at him, but I could feel that dark gaze had been lingering on my face, and I suddenly heard him chuckle: "Are you so easy to change your fate?" Some things are destined to be born, it is likely that you were also a painter in your last life, and you didn't drink Meng Po soup when you crossed the Nai He Bridge, so you left a memory to this life, how do you say you can escape me? ”

I turned my head in some surprise, not expecting such fatalism to come out of his mouth, just like the words in the seventh letter he wrote to me. And at this time, his expression became secretive, and his eyes were mixed with different things.

My heart moved slightly, and I asked again, "Why did you want to seal my eyesight three years ago?" "If it was ruthless, the punishment for the second game would have been the loss of my eyes as he had instilled in me, but he had only deprived me of the special eyesight that I was proud of.

I was surprised by his answer: "Over time, you've become so dependent on your eyes that you've weakened your abilities." If you want to break this deadlock, you have to start from scratch, in fact, the potential is symbiotic with you, just like a machine that rusts if it doesn't run, but the more it runs, the more flexible it becomes. If it weren't for that, you wouldn't be able to dream with you. ”

Hearing this, I couldn't help but be surprised, "I also need this ability for that dream?" ”

But he chuckled and said, "Dreams are your most concrete manifestation, and you should spare no effort at this time." It's just that you need your primordial to be dispatched, and the phantom stays behind, but if there's a bad pool, you may not be able to come back. ”

With a shock in his heart, a chill rose up in his back spine, and he asked in a daze: "What does this yuan mean?" What happens if I don't come back? ”

He locked my gaze and said in a rare and serious manner: "The deity that breeds phantoms is simply your primordial god. If you can't come back, you will fall into the dreamless space forever, and you will never wake up again. ”

I shuddered, not feeling afraid. After dreaming twice, he leaned over He Zhixu, and it turned out that there was such a big risk. I was about to open my mouth to say something, when I suddenly heard a dinging sound from the elevator on the floor not far away, and I retracted my words and subconsciously looked over.

I thought it would be Lao Sun who would come up, but after the elevator door opened, a nurse in a white uniform came out of it, she looked at me and Gu Xi, her eyes fell on Gu Xi and asked, "Who is Lao Chang?" ”

Gu Xi only glanced at her, and didn't mean to respond at all. The one who can call me old is the old grandson, I sat up straight and asked, "What's the matter?" The nurse straightened her face and said, "Qi Dasheng said that you messed up the information, please sort it out for me." As she spoke, she handed over a blue folder tucked under her armpit, and I took it and opened it, and it was indeed the information that had just been scrambled. The nurse coolly dropped, "I'll get it in half an hour." He turned around and walked into the elevator and went downstairs.

"Qi Dasheng? Old grandson? "I looked at Gu Xi in a daze, that is the name of Lao Sun? He doesn't have the surname Sun?

Gu Xi didn't answer me, his gaze fell on the folder in my hand, and the atmosphere changed instantly. I also vaguely felt that something was wrong, so I didn't care how Lao Sun called Qi Dasheng, the question was why didn't he come up by himself and let a nurse speak for him? As soon as his hand was empty, the blue folder was thrown to the ground, and the papers that had not been clamped were scattered on the ground again, and Gu Xi's deep voice was heard in his ears: "You use the fastest speed to find out which paper has a problem, I'll go down and take a look." ”

It was not easy for me to immediately look for the anomalies in the 208 sheets of paper, but my eyes were already instinctively searching for them, and just as Gu Xi was about to step into the elevator, I shouted urgently, "Wait a minute! ”

He paused, and by this time I had looked up in shock, my mouth open but not utter, my eyes fixed on the number of the elevator that kept going up. In the short moment just now, I have found a few sheets of the stack of papers, each with a pen circled with four words - Yutian Qingguang! If this is the hint that Lao Sun wants to give me, it is undoubtedly a little late. Gu Xi immediately came back and pulled me open a door, and the moment the door closed, the sound of the elevator arriving just came.

Gu Xi made a breath-holding gesture at me, and I immediately held my breath.

It was obvious that there were more than one person at the footsteps from far and near, and there was an inexplicable cold atmosphere in the space. The silence seemed to be amplified, so my nerves tensed as the doorknob turned, but with a click, the door of our ward was not pushed open, but the next one.

Suddenly, my heart was shocked, that room was He Zhixu's ward!

"Minister......" A very low voice just came, and then it stopped abruptly, and then fell silent.

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