At three o'clock in the afternoon on February 4, Xu Qingsheng was sure that she had returned to her own world.

She picked up her mobile phone and wanted to dial Mobe, but she still hesitated, opened WeChat, Xu Qingsheng looked through Mobe's circle of friends in a targeted manner, and found the pictures and texts he sent at noon today, it was time to get together with friends, just looking at the dishes on that table was lively, Xu Qingsheng thought, then there is no need to call.

It's business as usual, obviously she hasn't experienced anything weird, and she doesn't know what to say when she dials the phone.

In fact, if it weren't for Xu Qingsheng still wearing the clothes and pants that really belonged to Ran Qiuhong, she would almost think that she was just having a ridiculous dream.

Fortunately, although it is not a dream, she is back, and she can no longer think about those questions that she can't solve, this is just a short time, Xu Qingsheng is relieved.

The mobile phone suddenly sounded music, and at first glance, it turned out to be a voice call from Mo Be.

Xu Qingsheng subconsciously answered.

"Niu, have you eaten?" Mo Bei's voice on the other end of the phone was still hearty and bright, sure that she had woken up at this time, but she might have missed lunch because she was lazy, and her tone was all smiling but she wanted to show a tone of reproach.

Xu Qingsheng lightly thanked him in response.

Because she was afraid that she would not have the last meal, she ate her lunch extra full today, and she didn't feel consumed after traveling through time and space.

"This confusion, I'm afraid you haven't woken up yet, right?"

"Awake."

Xu Qingsheng only said three words, Mo Bexiang believed it: "Chinese New Year's Eve you didn't reply to the red envelope I sent you that day, and you didn't call me on the phone, I chatted with you on WeChat, and you still have the last sentence but the next sentence, so I thought that you were about to start an art exhibition, and you had to be busy, so I didn't bother with you...... Okay, I have to leave a ticket, I'm going to support it, although I don't know if you draw well or not, it's a must. ”

Xu Qingsheng was silent.

Mo Bei got used to her silence on behalf of agreeing, and said: "I promised Jona, accompany her for Valentine's Day, you don't know, my old man is simply magical, I am still on the high-speed rail He began to force me to go on a blind date, what kind of blind date am I unmarried?" Thinking about it again, I haven't been in love for a long time anyway, and I promised Jona to go everywhere as soon as my brain was hot, I think she was your best friend to report to you, but I also told her, I can't guarantee the future now.

Xu Qingsheng, in short, you don't care too much about this matter, let alone be partial, Qiao Na is your sister, am I not also your sister? You have to be fair, if I can't get along with her in the future, everyone Shayanara, don't call me a scumbag with her. ”

"I can't even say congratulations when you say that." Xu Qingsheng really felt nerve-wracking.

"Say, isn't it a thing to congratulate me on getting off the list for the time being?"

"Then congratulations on having a lover and finally becoming a ......"

"Stop, stop! I just reported my feelings in vain. By the way, Qingsheng, I got together with the fat man at noon, do you know, the fat man actually married a wife! The fat wife is still a big beauty! Big beauty is still your book fan! I refused to drink today, but I promised the fat wife, I have to persuade you to add her WeChat, so why don't you even have the fat man's WeChat? ”

"I remember that?" Xu Qingsheng is really a little confused.

She met the fat man no later than she met Mobu, they are all old classmates, old friends, how could she not have the fat man's WeChat?

There's only one possibility.

"The fat man has a diligent disorder of changing his name, and I may have accidentally deleted him as a stranger."

"Hahaha, the fat man must be crying to death if you want to know. I said my Miss Xu, how many people are there in your WeChat? Can this delete him by mistake? I don't want to think about how many times you have to be caught by King Huang Yan in math class if we don't have a fat man in front of us, you draw a picture and I read a novel in math class? The fat man, with his proud body, has cultivated a great painter and a logical genius, and has made great contributions to society, and we can't cross the river and tear down the bridge. ”

Xu Qingsheng finally laughed out loud.

This voice call made the phone start to get hot.

That's the end of it.

Xu Qingsheng is actually very tired, she didn't wake up naturally today, and she experienced a fright, racked her brains, and finally got out of danger, she should respond to her natural body functions, sleep in the dark and then resurrect with full blood.

But now, what is still swirling in her mind is Shen Jiamu's question-what kind of person is Mo Be?

She should have a definite answer, but she can't actually comment on it objectively.

What kind of person is Mobi?

Her first grade, on the day of admission, was wrong, she was not only late and missed the entrance ceremony, but also fell on the road, the brand new school uniform was torn, a body of mud, she forgot how many twists and turns to find her class, at that time there were many parents who sent their children to school were gathered outside the classroom did not leave, she was alone, lonely, embarrassed, worried, shouted at the door of the classroom: "report".

The head teacher is the "Yellow Yama King", but in Xu Qingsheng's memory, the "Yellow Yama King" that day has not yet revealed the essence of the "Yama King".

At least he didn't criticize or dislike her, pointing to a corner, and his tone was even mild: "Let's go and sit down there first." ”

When she looked, she saw a fat man.

The fat man could occupy a table by himself, and she didn't think there was room for her.

I was stunned for a moment.

I saw that there was actually a person behind the fat man.

Although the fat man was fat, she was short at the time, and the horizontal and vertical occlusion were small, but she did not have such a strong observation ability at that time, and at a glance she thought that only the fat man lacked a tablemate.

A boy behind the fat man stood up and provoked the "Yellow Yama King": "I don't want to dislike clean tablemates." ”

Not only are students laughing, but also parents are laughing, Xu Qingsheng even felt that even the "Yellow Yama King" was staring at her, she just wanted to cry, her face was hot, but the soles of her feet were cold, she knew in her heart that she was not a bad boy who didn't love cleanliness, but she didn't have the courage to refute, she wanted to go to school, she wanted to go to school, but she didn't expect that the school would be like this, and so many people would laugh at her.

At this moment, Mo Bu raised his arms straight.

"Teacher, I'm at the same table with this female classmate." His voice was loud.

Mo Mo already had a tablemate, but he was very firm and even proposed a solution: "I'll just change to the fat man." ”

If there is no Mobe, Xu Qingsheng's childhood and youth are not only lonely, they should still be bleak.

Xu Qingsheng can realize that all her friends except Qiao Na met through Mo Be, and the sparkling Mo Be, brought her into a sparkling circle of friends, those people are friendly, enthusiastic and optimistic, although they are all arrogant, but no one rejects her.

Although she, in fact, has a different personality from them.

For Xu Qingsheng, Mo is a person who cannot be evaluated objectively, a very important person, a friend who cannot be lost, Mo is a part of her life, but this part is not about love.

Because the two of them have always been just friends, friends for too long, and they have only become old friends.

Xu Qingsheng still has no regrets, she thinks that love is dopamine and hormones, it comes and goes quickly, there are too many resentments in the world, and even long-lasting friendships are very rare and rare, Xu Qingsheng would rather take the latter, when she and Mo Bei are gray-haired, they can shout "Long live friendship" together.

took a hot bath, Xu Qingsheng still didn't feel sleepy, she heard the prompt sound of her mobile phone, and clicked on the dialog box in WeChat.

It's a music link, plus a line of text - a new song, I think you must like it, listen to it at work, remember to thank me, thank you with a birthday present. Xu Qingsheng: If you forget my birthday again this time, hmph, you will die!!

It is indeed the type of song she likes, slow, but emotional, Xu Qingsheng set it to play on a loop, connected to the Bluetooth speaker, and fell asleep in this song unconsciously, and when she woke up, she saw a lonely star outside the window.

Two o'clock in the morning.

Xu Qingsheng still didn't feel hungry, she felt that she should work.

The paintings needed for the exhibition have actually been prepared for a long time, but on the opening day she was asked to make a short speech, which is not what she is good at, so the speech has not been written, Xu Qingsheng felt that she should prepare carefully, she turned on the computer and began to compile the manuscript, the process was a little difficult, and Xu Qingsheng suddenly felt a little unsteady.

It is very likely that it was not an accidental crossing event, but it really ended so quickly and inexplicably?

Xu Qingsheng looked at the set of clothes and pants from the parallel world that were washed and dried and stacked neatly, and her heart became more and more uneasy, and the one-bedroom and one-hall dwelling she rented, the air conditioning and heating were not effective, Xu Qingsheng felt even more trapped by the damp and cold because of his uneasiness. She thought that changing her clothes would not only be prepared, but also be free from the cold, and that when she felt warm, her heart would be calm.

Xu Qingsheng changed his clothes and put his mobile phone in the pocket of his sweatshirt.

The speech had not yet been written, and the feeling of weightlessness hit again.

When his eyes lit up, Xu Qingsheng saw Shen Jiamu - this time he was not in bed.

This should be Shen Jiamu's study, but there is not a book, in the tall wooden display cabinet, there are all kinds of porcelain bottles, and on an antique bookcase, there should be a computer, but the display screen is inevitably too big, only one-third smaller than the LCD TV in Xu Qingsheng's living room.

Shen Jiamu didn't sit in front of the computer, he sat on a single sofa chair with Erlang's legs on his legs, and there was something that looked like a pen tablet on his legs, but there was no connecting wire, at this time Shen Jiamu had already put down the pen, looked at her, and reported: "Five o'clock in the morning." ”

Xu Qingchang let out a long sigh.

"I contacted Mobe, he didn't go through the crossing, his life was business as usual, and he didn't know ......"

Shen Jiamu raised his hand to interrupt Xu Qingsheng's explanation: "Let's not talk about this matter for now." ”

Don't talk about it? How can you not talk about it?! Xu Qingsheng took another long breath and held back: "I only ask one question, Officer Shen seems to have expected me to cross?" ”

"It didn't end so easily." Shen Jiamu only said: "I'm sure." ”