Chapter Twenty-Eight: Unfinished Business

Ling Moyu felt a little hungry, so he casually found a fast food restaurant to eat something to fill his stomach, and when he checked out, the waiter asked, "WeChat or Alipay payment?" ”

"Is cash okay?" Ling Moyu hasn't used WeChat for several years.

"Yes." After paying the cash, Ling Moyu remembered that he should download a WeChat message so that he could contact a friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

Open the WeChat account and still use it.,It's still the familiar villain.,Looking up at the blue planet in the vast universe.,Because I haven't logged in for a long time.,The previous information is gone.,But friends are still in the list.。

Just as he was thinking about how to contact his friends, a WeChat message appeared, "Hello! The name of WeChat is "Distorted Space", which is a little unfamiliar, it is estimated that the name has been changed, the avatar is blank, there is no more news in the remarks, and the circle of friends is restricted from browsing.

"Not long after you came back, who are you?"

"Don't know who I am, don't contact her, you'll regret it!" The mysterious message continued.

"Who is she, why can't you get in touch with her, what do you regret?" Ling Moyu asked.

That message was not answered, who did the prank? Or spam harassment? "Who is she?" Could it be Song Qi, who saw us meet again? A series of questions made Ling Moyu fall into thought.

WeChat pushed another message, it was Song Qi, her avatar was a selfie, wearing a pink tights sideways, and the beautiful lines were unobstructed: "Where have you been in the past few years, there has been no news from you, I really didn't expect to meet you on such an occasion." ”

"Went to a faraway place and just recently returned. The meeting is also accidental, and the second meeting is invincible. Ling Moyu replied.

"When do you have time to meet?" Song Qi sent out an invitation.

"Besides, I've been busy looking for a job lately, so let's talk about finding a job." Ling Moyu replied.

"What kind of job are you looking for, can I help, finance or management?" Song Qi seems to be confident.

"Can you find a job as a security guard, I've been working as a security guard for the past few years, and I'll do this now." Ling Moyu said seriously.

"You, you! ......" Song Qi didn't answer again.

I didn't say anything, and I thought of the mysterious person who sent the message, and looked for the name called "Warped Space" in the address book, but I didn't find it in the address book several times, and there was no message in the message area! Could it be my own hallucination, it's really a little weird.

It's really time to find a job, Ling Moyu still wants to continue his research work on quantum mechanics, and the future of mankind is in the quantum field. Although the universe is vast, and countless galaxies shine in space, which can awaken the infinite reverie of human beings, the invisible quantum realm is full of mysteries and thought-provoking, and everything that human beings need is in this invisible tiny particle.

Matter and energy are everything in the universe, and the huge cosmic celestial bodies are made of elementary particles, and the activities of the universe follow the basic conservation of energy, all of which are quantum-based, and the secrets of the universe are revealed in the small particles that are not seen around us.

Sooner or later, the earth's resources will be depleted, and human beings must get out of the cradle of civilization, which is the only way to avoid extinction.

Ling Moyu has always been fascinated by the idea that where is the boundary between macroscopic objects and microscopic particles? What is the mechanism that causes the vast difference between macroscopic particles and microscopic particles, and whether there is a clear boundary across the past is quantum, and here it follows the macroscopic law.

Or there are no boundaries at all, and both follow the same law, but humanity has not yet found a theory to merge with this. Einstein devoted the second half of his life to the study of the unified field theory, although he did not unify the two, at least pointed out the way forward.

The Standard Model, as beautiful as it is, fundamentally fails to reconcile the macro and the micro, and string theory, which seems to solve all the obstacles, is all conjecture and proves almost impossible.

There is a sense of mystery in the darkness, which gives birth to infinite curiosity, forming a powerful motivation in his heart, which pushes him to involuntarily pursue the truth and meaning behind it.

To solve the problem of elementary particles, the most effective way at this stage is the super particle accelerator, which uses the bombardment target to explore the internal structure of the particles.

He knew that in the years since he left, the world's largest particle accelerator had been built at the foot of Yanshan Mountain, and there was an urgent need for professionals like him.

He knew in related reports that it was Professor Fang Zigui, a scholar he knew when he was a doctor, who was now in charge of the accelerator, and it should not be difficult to apply for a research position with this relationship. He still remembered his email address, so he sent a resume email to Professor Fang, and the next thing was to wait for the news.

The next day, Song Qi sent another message to ask him to meet, Ling Moyu felt that he had let go, blindly refusing was to escape, and if he should make it clear in person, he promised to meet her in the evening.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, the two made an appointment to meet in a café, and when Ling Moyu arrived, Song Qi had already arrived first, and when he saw him come in, he beckoned to him to come over.

Today, Song Qi dressed up a little more elegantly, painted a light makeup, and wore a brown windbreaker, a dark green sweater inside, and black stockings. Ling Moyu nodded to her very calmly, sat opposite, and the two of them ordered a cup of coffee each.

"I know you've always resented me, but I'm also here to survive, and you know it's very hard to live without a background in this big city." Song Qi explained to Ling Moyu as soon as he came up.

"It's all in the past, and now we can't talk about resentment, everyone has the right to choose, there are many ways to live, and it is their freedom for individuals to choose how to choose, and others have no right to interfere." Ling Moyu said indifferently.

"So you've forgiven me!" Song Qi said.

"There are no hard constraints, the initial conditions are vague, the boundaries are not clear, there can be an infinite number of possibilities, and it is meaningless to comment on which one is likely to be the best result in the era of lack of evaluation mechanism." Ling Moyu seemed to be talking about someone else's business.

"Do you always have to speak so professionally to show that you are superior to others? Do you know that I have been working more than 10 hours a day, traveling for at least 20 days a month, and working tirelessly just to make a living. Song Qi listened impatiently.

"When you made a choice, no one forced you, it was the result of your own will, and now no matter what the situation, you deserve it, people have to bear the consequences of their choices, and others cannot replace them." Ling Moyu said calmly.

"Actually, I often miss you, I want to live with you, and I can help you with whatever you need now." Song Qi said.

"Thank you, I don't need anything, you have your life, I have my days, parallel lives are difficult to meet, yesterday is yesterday, the important thing is what you do today." Ling Moyu said.

"This is a talisman I asked for in Putuo Mountain, I hope you can accept it, it can bless you with peace." Song Qi took out a brocade box from LV's bag, and inside was a white jade Guanyin, and handed it to Ling Moyu. He wanted to refuse, but then he thought that it would be better to accept it generously, even if it was a termination charm.