It is a small wooden house in the middle of the mountains, and the sunlight is quietly shining through the branches, dappled and silent. The stream flows under the hut and is so clear that there are no fish or insects to be seen.

The wooden house had a small window, there was no light, and there was no need for a light. Day is like night, and time is indistinguishable.

Ying Hanshi slowly sat up from the bed, was silent for a long time, and finally raised his hand to turn on a light.

The orange light instantly filled the entire hut. On the floor, on the table, in the whole room, except for the bed, there were dark instruments and equipment. They are connected together by countless sensors and metal wires. is also connected with a woman named Xie Jinzhi.

When I got up when it was cold, I didn't look at her immediately, but walked out of the wooden house, walked to the stream, looked up at the golden scattered sunlight, and reached out to touch the cool air in the forest. After a long time, he stopped his hand, squatted down by the stream, and washed his face with the cold and bone-soaked water.

It's like just a big dream.

He got up, stood with his hands in his hands for a while, and then finally turned and walked into the room that belonged to him and hers. What I saw was an old whiteboard hanging on the wall. On the whiteboard is a number written with a pen, and a line of words.

“714。

After each time it comes out, increase it once. ”

He stared at the line quietly for a long time, walked over, lowered his head, picked up the pen, but did not move for a long time.

Later, I raised my head, erased the 714, and changed it to 715.

There is a warm wetness that slowly covers the eyes.

For the 715th time, I lost you.

Putting down the pen, he turned and walked towards her.

The curtains were ajar, and the sun shone on her face through the small window. Her eyes were so peacefully closed, and her hands were quietly at her sides. Under the long, silky hair is a small, clean face. Her lips pursed slightly, reminding him of the look she looked at every time she teased him and bullied him.

He sat on the edge of the bed, took her hand, and looked at it for a long time. Then he lowered his head and buried his face in her palm, feeling a little out of breath.

——

In the afternoon, Xiao Qiongyan came.

As soon as he came, the woods seemed to become lively, and the long metal legs stepped on the cobblestones, stepping on the hillside, making a "squeak" sound. And he chattered to himself all the way: "I saw two little rabbits last time, why didn't I see anything today, this forest is getting less and less cute......"

Walking to the front of the wooden house, Xiao Qiongyan held his breath and knocked lightly on the door twice.

From inside the door, a soft voice that was still soft when it was cold: "Come in." ”

Xiao Qiongyan pushed open the door and entered, and saw Ying Hanshi sitting at the square table, his face calm, his hands jumping dexterously on the keyboard, and it seemed that he was debugging data again.

Xiao Qiongyan glanced at Xie Jinzhi on the bed, as well as the flowers on the bedside. The petals were still stained with dew, apparently just picked from the woods when it was cold. There was a faint aroma in the room, Xiao Qiongyan sniffed deeply, didn't say anything else, picked up the vegetables, meat, and rice in his hand, and walked to the kitchen: "Commander, you are busy first, I'll go cook." ”

The cottage, although simple, is decorated and cleaned up for the cold. The kitchen window is bright and clean, and there is even half a bowl of unfinished meals in the refrigerator. It looks like it's left over from a few days ago. Xiao Qiongyan cleaned up the food and began to wash and cook the rice.

Although there were two people in the room, it was silent all afternoon.

After a long time, Xiao Qiongyan looked at the soup bubbling on the fire, clasped his hands together, and finally couldn't help but speak: "Commander, this time, how is she?" ”

After a long while, I heard Ying Hanshi's voice from the living room: "She's fine, the same as before." ”

Xiao Qiongyan's heart was sour, and he looked up at the sunshine that was gradually sinking outside the window, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while.

In the evening, Xiao Qiongyan put a small table on the grass outside the wooden house, spread a tablecloth, and put all the hot meals on it. Three dishes and one soup, he didn't dare to cook too much. Because he knew that at most one more day, he would definitely have to leave again when it was cold.

The moon rose into the sky, and the clear moonlight intertwined with the light under the porch, soft and hazy. The murmuring of the stream is the only sound in this forest. Two people sit opposite each other at the table, and only one person eats. When he was cold, his expression was still very calm, and he ate unhurriedly. Xiao Qiongyan looked at his slender fingers, holding the chopsticks, and falling into the dishes, all a little shaken.

"The greens are a little salty." When it was cold, he suddenly spoke.

"Oh, oh, I'll improve next time." Xiao Qiongyan said immediately.

Ying Han smiled slightly and continued to eat quietly.

"I can do a little more next time." When he was cold, he said, "I'm hungry." ”

Xiao Qiongyan nodded vigorously.

After a while, I suddenly felt so sad that I couldn't help myself.

He lowered his head and didn't look at Ying Hanshi again.

Ying Han seemed to be aware of it, and it seemed that he didn't notice it at all. Soon he finished eating, laid the chopsticks flat on the bowl, and said, "Little John, hard work." ”

Xiao Qiongyan raised his hand to cover his face, and finally choked up: "Commander, I don't work hard, you work hard." ”

Ying Han still smiled gently, stood up, and looked at the starry sky with his hands down.

"What I promised her, what I willingly did, will never feel hard. Just ......"

"Just what?" Xiao Qiongyan stood up in a trance, looking at Ying Han's back.

Ying Han was silent for a long time, and slowly lowered his head.

"It's just that I really miss her."

Xiao Qiongyan endured it and didn't cry, and asked slowly, sadly: "This time, what is the problem?" Is there really no way to get her out? ”

Ying Han raised his head and looked into the quiet and gray depths of the woods: "The virtual space is always changing, developing and improving. The energy field we calculated and applied from the outside still couldn't strengthen its stability, and it couldn't help me save her at the last minute. After a pause, he added: "Like the previous times, the virtual space and Xiaozhi's consciousness are still influencing each other, and the logic is constantly becoming more and more rigorous. She was convinced that she had had a space-time rift since she was a child, and whenever a new cycle of space began, she remained immersed in it, with no memory. ”

He looked at the transparent and chaotic running water under his feet: "Me too. The space was too big, too deep, and my consciousness couldn't detect it, until it ...... It was only when we parted that we understood, and she still chose to push me out of the virtual space. ”

Ying Han said very calmly, and in a few words, he summarized the whole process. Xiao Qiongyan heard a chill in his heart, he looked at the still young and handsome face when he was cold, his face became more and more calm, and only one thought popped up in his mind-

It's been seven years, it's been seven years.

In the real world for seven years, the virtual world has been reincarnated 700 times.

Initially, one year equals one year.

Later, the virtual space became more and more tight, and the cycle became faster and faster. It was a crazy and terrible world, and it was also a quiet and distant world. In the end, in the real world, a few days later, the virtual world is already a reincarnation.

The memory of the robot is always clear and vivid, and it will not fade over time. Xiao Qiongyan still clearly remembers how in the original virtual space, because of the sudden collapse of the space and the sudden sweep of the flood, how he lost Xie Jinzhi when he was cold. After coming out of the virtual space, how he lost his soul.

Later, Xie Jinzhi in space had a space-time rift.

Again and again, and again.

The virtual space originally set, in order to deceive Lin, took a month.

Later, time continued to expand.

On several occasions, Xiao Qiongyan, Xie Jinxing, and Zhuang Chong also entered the space to assist in the rescue. Later, when they came out, there was a virtual version of them in the space. In this space of continuous improvement and self-development, it is no longer clear whether the virtual ones are the role of space or the influence of Xie Jinzhi's consciousness.

Later, even the original initiator, Bai Zichen, was admitted to a psychiatric hospital because of schizophrenia. Xie Jinxing quit his job at the institute and became an ordinary teacher at the university.

Xie Jinzhi still hasn't woken up.

……

Sinking is the sinking of a person.

Waiting, it's two people waiting.

Sometimes Xiao Qiongyan also thinks, is it a relief to wait until a certain day, there is no hope at all, but it is a relief for the cold time? But every time he walked into this forest, into the world where there were only two people, Ying Han Shi and Xie Jinzhi, that small, infinitely looping world, and every time he saw the gentle and clear smile on Ying Han's face, he understood that he was wrong.

When it's cold, you will wait forever.

That was the agreement between him and Xie Jinzhi, the life of Xingliu will not stop, and the promise will never end.

He said that he would accompany her to old age. It was lonely and gentle, and she longed for it since she was a child. Starstream, how could she break her word?

……

Thinking about it, Xiao Qiongyan's heart seemed to calm down.

Just wait, just keep looking.

This is also Xiao Qiongyan's watch.

He raised his head and looked at Ying Hanshi, showing a bright smile: "Next time, when is it?" ”

"Tomorrow night." Answer when it is cold.

"Hmm!" Xiao Qiongyan nodded heavily, raised his head with him, and looked at the bright moon in the sky together, "Commander, there will always be a time, I believe that there will always be a time, the calculation of energy and time will be just right, and she will come back." ”

Come back to you, come back to us.

Back in this world that records all her joys and sorrows and happiness, a warm and real world.

——

When the night was quiet, Xiao Qiongyan left.

In the vast woods, everything is silent. There was only one person left, sitting in front of Xie Jinzhi's bed, and lit a lone lamp, which was the only warm light in the forest.

He sat for a while and then took the book from the table. "100,000 Classic Bad Jokes", the spine of the book is still printed with the seal of Jiangcheng Library, it has been many years ago, and he has not returned it.

He flipped to the page he had read last time and looked at it for a moment, a slight smile on his face. Then he read it to her, line by line. I knew she couldn't hear it, but I still wanted to read it. He was already alone, and in this deep mountain and old forest, he really couldn't find anything else to share with her. If she woke up, she would have to laugh at him again, and joke that he likes to read these strange books. But she didn't understand that when he read those lovely words, it was like seeing her tenderness and loveliness, and her tenderness and affection were the same. It's so small, it's so palpable, it's so beautiful.

“…… He lay on the railroad tracks, but still died. Because...... There are ten carriages. Heh......"

Xiaozhi, when will you wake up, can you wake up?

My heart is as sad as the dark night, and I can no longer see the gentle moonlight.