There was a hazy light rain in the sky, and it was misty.

Shen Xiaofu looked at the world in front of him with emotion, the golden maple leaves fell with the wind, and the color was very fresh under the drizzle.

It's late autumn, and the cold is invading.

Shen Xiaofu tightened his coat and couldn't help but shiver. In the fantasy world, he doesn't have a strong body, and he still can't help the cold weather, the weather in the post-apocalyptic world is dry and water-scarce, and Shen Xiaofu can't experience this kind of wet and comfortable weather.

The time was close to the end of November, and the image of Qiao Xiaolu suddenly appeared in Shen Xiaofu's mind.

He had seen the current life of Qiao Xiaolu from the chat software, and he originally believed it. He originally believed that after his disappearance, Qiao Xiaolu had a normal life.

However, there was something that Shen Xiaofu saw in the post-apocalyptic world that aroused his suspicions. It wasn't anything else, it was the blueprints of the giant water harvesting machine he had collected! The design method of the design drawing, the numeric font marked next to it, and the English letter in the lower right corner of the design drawing: QXL. At that time, Shen Xiaofu suddenly remembered that the initials of Qiao Xiaolu's name were also QXL...... He suspected that the design drawings of the giant water harvesting machine had something to do with Qiao Xiaolu, but the giant water harvesting machine was the Kaba people's thing, and Shen Xiaofu didn't want to believe that Qiao Xiaolu would work for the Kaba people, he didn't want to disturb Qiao Xiaolu's life, but under such entanglement, Shen Xiaofu still decided to go to her.

Walk out of the filming base and hail a taxi.

Shen Xiaofu wants to go to Los Angeles first, because according to Qiao Xiaolu's spatial dynamics, Qiao Xiaolu is now in Los Angeles.

After stuffing the taxi driver with five or six hundred-dollar bills, the taxi driver happily agreed to the unexpected long-distance business.

Shen Xiaofu sat in the taxi, looking at the backward scene outside, his heart couldn't help but start beating rapidly, and his hands were uncomfortably rubbed together. This is the first time he and Qiao Xiaolu have met in three months, and it is also possible that he and Qiao Xiaolu have been separated for three years. What I saw at this meeting was only Qiao Xiaolu in the fantasy world.

Around the wee hours of the morning, the taxi pulled off the highway to Los Angeles and officially entered the suburbs of Los Angeles.

Los Angeles is where Shen Xiaofu went to college, and he is very familiar with it, pointing the taxi driver to the road, and quickly finds his original school.

Looking at the four words of Los Angeles University, Shen Xiaofu took a deep breath.

He pulled out his phone and dialed it.

"Hello?"

"I'm Shen Xiaofu."

"Ah, you? You're not ......."

"I'm back."

"Back to ...... Here it comes? ”

"See you at the old place, I'll wait for you!"

Shen Xiaofu hung up the phone. Found the familiar corner of the wall, saw a few bricks under the corner, grinned, it seems that the good habit of seniors and sisters to climb the wall has been well maintained.

Stepping on the bricks and jumping over the campus wall, the doorman was already asleep. Shen Xiaofu walked to the familiar and unfamiliar basketball court stands, sat on the steps near the edge, and looked into the distance.

More than thirty minutes passed, and Shen Xiaofu saw a figure in the corner of the wall turning over, and then the figure trotted towards the stands.

With the help of roadside lights on campus. Shen Xiaofu saw the appearance of the person who came clearly.

Long black hair shawl, thin figure, wearing a thick rope cotton shirt on the upper body, and black jeans underneath. With five or six centimeter-high heels under his feet, it was Qiao Xiaolu that Shen Xiaofu wanted to see.

Shen Xiaofu saw Qiao Xiaolu running to the stands, and looked at him in a daze, Qiao Xiaolu's right hand covered his mouth. The body was trembling slightly.

"I'm back!" Shen Xiaofu stood up, laughed and shouted.

Qiao Xiaolu's body trembled violently and walked a few steps quickly. Then it was changed to a big run, and when he came to the front, he was stunned again.

Through the light, Shen Xiaofu saw the disbelief in Qiao Xiaolu's eyes, saw the wetness in Qiao Xiaolu's eyes, and saw the corners of her mouth trembling slightly.

"I'm back." Shen Xiaofu spoke slowly and said lightly.

"Is it really you?" Qiao Xiaolu's voice trembled slightly.

"Yes!" Shen Xiaofu replied in the affirmative.

Qiao Xiaolu stopped talking, she just stood and looked at Shen Xiaofu.

Shen Xiaofu took a deep breath, and he slowly spoke, talking about what happened to him during this time. In addition to the system, Shen Xiaofu told Qiao Xiaolu all the things about the apocalyptic world and the fantasy world.

He wasn't worried that Joe Fawn was fictitious, because, he couldn't be sure if Joe Fawn was real or fake. He did not rule out the possibility that it was the real Qiao Xiaolu, so he chose to tell his true experience.

Qiao Xiaolu was silent, she bent down and sat on the steps, and after ten minutes, she slowly raised her head and said, "Xiaofu, have you encountered any bad experiences?" ”

Shen Xiaofu took a deep breath and was silent for a few seconds, then shrugged his shoulders and said, "No, I've had a good time during this time. ”

"You're saying it's possible for me to be virtual?" Qiao Xiaolu paused and said.

Shen Xiaofu nodded: "Yes, in order to ensure the balance of the fantasy world, the fantasy instrument will implant some virtual characters. If...... If the 'you' have awakened, then the present 'you' is virtual. ”

Qiao Xiaolu was silent again, and after another ten minutes, she smiled and said, "It's okay, if I'm virtual, then be virtual!" The moment the fantasy world disappears, I won't feel the pain of disappearing. ”

Shen Xiaofu motioned to Qiao Xiaolu to wait, then sat there and closed his eyes, trying his best to unfold the method of cracking the illusion that Tuqi had taught him.

Half an hour later, Shen Xiaofu touched into his pocket, took out a piece of paper, unfolded it and handed it to Qiao Xiaolu.

Qiao Xiaolu took the paper suspiciously, looked down, and then frowned, it was a design drawing.

"This is ......" Qiao Xiaolu looked at it for ten minutes and looked up suspiciously.

Shen Xiaofu said: "You compare the drawing method of this design drawing with the way you draw it." ”

Qiao Xiaolu was here, his fingers drawing left and right on the drawing.

As time passed, Qiao Xiaolu's eyebrows furrowed even tighter, and her eyes gradually flashed with incredulity.

"Very similar to mine!" Qiao Xiaolu looked at it ten more times before frowning and saying.

When Shen Xiaofu heard this, his heart sank, and he was silent. Looking at Qiao Xiaolu in front of him, his heart was filled with deep bitterness, and he was even more helpless.

Reached out and took the design drawings from Qiao Xiaolu, who was still comparing, crumpled them into a ball, and threw them into the puddle next to them.

The drawings were quickly soaked in water, and in silence, Shen Xiaofu's mind gradually calmed down. The drawings were conceived from his bosom through the power of alteration illusions he had taught Tudge, and they were the blueprints of the giant water harvesting machine.

Qiao Xiaolu thinks that the painting method is very similar, that is, it is very likely that the Qiao Xiaolu in front of him is virtual, and the real Qiao Xiaolu has awakened in the post-apocalyptic world, and has also designed these giant water harvesting machines for the Kaba people...... As for the reason, there may be a lot of involuntary reasons, and Shen Xiaofu can't understand it now. (To be continued......)