Shi Que stretched out his hand to pull his head away from in front of him, quickly replayed his performance in his mind, and retorted seriously: "The reaction time is only 4 seconds." The tone of hesitation is that you should reflect on yourself, why did you suddenly appear here? ”

"I clearly made an appointment with you!" Si Wu tugged at the card on his chest with his right hand. It reads Archives Trainee Receptionist Si Wu.

Shi Que was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have sent a letter to the archives just now, "After you received the letter, you suddenly appeared without contacting me on the phone, which is not in line with the handover process." ”

"I don't know the phone." Si Wu rolled his eyes.

Shi Que corrected him, "There is a mark on the letter. ”

"Ahh I haven't seen each other for so many years, won't you say something else? ”

"Be mindful of your manners in public." Shi Que sanctioned Si Wu who wanted to pounce on him with one hand.

Si Wu held Shi Yan's hand and refused to let go. Shi Que instinctively wanted to push him away, but subconsciously felt that he was already very close to Si Wu, so he hesitated and led him upstairs.

Si Wu grinded his teeth unwillingly, but looked down at the hands held by the two, reddened the tips of his ears again, and tried to turn the grip into a ten-finger clasp.

"Huh?" Shi Que glanced at him, Si Wu stiffened his back nervously, but soon glared back with a straight face, and generously wrapped his fingers around Shi Que's.

Maybe it was nervousness, Si Wu's hands were cold, and there was a faint moisture in his palms. Shi Que couldn't help but chuckle. He was originally a gentle look, usually too serious, but now when he smiles, his stretched eyebrows and eyes seem to be full of warm sun. And the most special thing is the voice of the time sparrow, which echoes in the ears in a low and deep voice, like biting the tip of the ear and whispering.

Si Wu rubbed his ears vigorously with his other hand and muttered, "The scumbag school grass is worthy of its name." After so many years of graduation, his skills are still undiminished. ”

The school before Shique University is a direct promotion system, and the primary school, junior high school, and high school are all on the same campus, but the teaching area is separated, and the usual festival performances, sports meetings and the like are held together.

Although the family is poor, Shi Que is good-looking, has good grades, and is unbeatable, and is several tens of points higher than the second in every exam, so he was once rated as a school grass, especially in the third year of high school, and the love letter confession has not been broken. On the day of Shi Que's graduation, the younger brothers and sisters who wanted to take a photo with him became a sea and almost drowned Shi Que. But Shi Que clearly remembered that there was no fog that day.

Shi Que was in a trance for a moment. Memories flashed Si Wu's face again.

No, there is a fog.

Si Wu happened to look up at Shi Que's eyes, and his eyes were opposite. His face was hot, and he quickly lowered his head to avoid Shi Que's gaze and complained, "I was allowed to confess when I became an adult, but you ran away as soon as I graduated." I finally got into the university you attended, and you graduated right after you entered the school. Didn't you tell them that you were going to go to graduate school? ”

"I read it."

"But you're skipping a grade! I was ready on the day of school, and I brought flowers, but the result was ......" Si Wu subconsciously clenched Shi Que's hand, and the strength made Shi Que's bones ache faintly. But he quickly relaxed his strength.

With a long breath, Si Wu didn't speak, and followed Shi Que upstairs, and Shi Que's original vague memory of Si Wu gradually became clear in his description.

It's just that the memory is like a veil, and Shi Que can't remember more details about his high school days.

This is not right. Shi Que has an excellent memory, as long as it is an event he has experienced, every detail will be imprinted in his brain. Only the fog.

Walking up to a platform about a meter long, the last flight of stairs in the archive leads to the fifth floor where the Sparrow is heading.

The creeper climbed very high, obscuring the windows of the stairwell, and the light was somewhat dim. A place that has not seen the sun for a long time always makes people feel cold.

Shi Que wanted to pull out his hand and rub his arm, but Si Wu held it very tightly and did not let go.

As if remembering the memories of the past, Si Wu's face had a sweet smile, and he took a step backwards, counting one step in his mouth briskly every time he went up the steps.

“1,2,3,4……”

Shi Que listened, and subconsciously followed him in his heart.

“14。” Si Wu stopped when he counted here, he stood one step away from the fifth floor and stopped, and looked up at Shi Que in front of him, "Senior, do you remember?" Late that night, we did the same, and together we found the 15th floor of the dormitory building, and then made a wish. ”

"Really?" Shi Que glanced at the stairs behind him suspiciously.

Si Wu seemed to notice Shi Qi's hesitation. He let go of Shi Que's hand, embraced Shi Que's waist with great courage, and put his face in his arms.

"You liked me then...... "Si Wu's face couldn't be seen, but his exposed neck and ears were red.

He was so close to Shi Qi that his cold breath could pass through Shi Qi's clothes and land on the skin of Shi Qi's chest.

Shi Que looked down at him, his brows furrowed.

"Forgotten?" Si Wu gradually put down his hand and looked up at Shi Que, he pursed his lips tightly and his eyes were red, as if he was going to cry in the next second, but soon, he calmed down, regained his momentum and said to Shi Que, "It doesn't matter if you forget, let's make a wish once!" ”

"I want to be with my seniors forever." Si Wu looked at Shi Que's gaze as if he was always eager and full of anticipation, "Doesn't the senior want to be with me?" ”

Shi Que's frowning brows never let go, until Si Wu's arm holding his waist was about to stiffen, and Shi Que said solemnly, "This is impossible, you remember wrong." ”

Si Wu's eyes narrowed.

Shi Que was serious, "The staircase of the school is the same as this archive, the height x, length x, width x, width x, width x, length x, height x of each staircase, calculated that each staircase has only 14 steps, and there are no 15 steps at all. ”

Si Wu looked up suddenly, and his eyes were full of surprise when he looked at Shi Qi.

"So, there's no way I'm going to make a wish with you at the 15th Steps. Because there is no 15th floor staircase in either building. ”

"......" was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and the smile on Si Wu's face instantly froze.

"If you have time to read more math books, how can someone who works in the archives not be sensitive to numbers? If you make a mistake when counting files, your salary will be deducted. After speaking, Shi Que picked up the card and swiped open the glass door on the fifth floor and walked in directly.

Si Wu stood on the 14 stairs for a long time before slowly retracting the smile on the corner of his mouth. His dark pupils stared at Shi Que's back, as if he was thinking about something.

The self-service desk on the fifth floor

After separating from Si Wu, Shi Que entered the fifth floor of the archives and found that the entire fifth floor was empty, only the inquiry service machine at the self-service desk was still open. It's normal, the approval of the archives to be abandoned has been issued, and it will be completely abandoned in two days, and the important materials have long been transferred, leaving behind some folk rumors that have not been verified in the past. The scanned copies have also been included in the repository, where they are left with discarded records that have been determined to be useless and about to be destroyed. If it weren't for Shi Que's recent work involving folk rumors, he wouldn't have come over to see if he could find useful clues.

Skillfully typed the keyword "urban weird talk" on the query machine, and Shi Que walked to the corresponding bookshelf area according to the map instructions.

There are many old books on the surrounding bookshelves, all shapes and materials, and most of them exude a musty smell.

A checkerboard with cartoon tape, a record left by lovers of "pre-reconstruction" journals.

A low-key leather notebook full of office workers' daily plans. It is said that people at that time were going through a very terrible work system called 996.

There is also an A5-sized loose-leaf book with a wrong book, which comes from a student, and this book is just a summary of the wrong questions he made in a week.

Open these books, the ink marks have decayed, and the lives of these people have long disappeared in the disaster for various reasons.

There are 3,785 copies, and the original 4,720 copies. 935 fewer copies.

Shi Que's gaze slid over each shelf, and his brain reflexively sorted out the number and position of the remaining characters on the shelf, and compared it with the previous few times he came.

He found that nearly half of the books on the bookshelf facing him had been taken away, and all of them were A4 size.

Shi Que thought it was a little strange. But thinking that he would go to the TV station for a meeting in the afternoon, Shi Que suppressed his doubts for the time being, and decided to ask Si Wu again when he had time. He is interning here and should know why.

Shi Que quickly walked to the location of the target bookshelf, and then left with the collected materials and notebook.

This time, all the way to the first floor, Shi Que didn't meet Si Wu again. Is it busy with work? So went to a different floor?

Maybe it was because Si Wu's sense of existence was too strong before, and Shi Que's mind always couldn't control Cheese Wu's face. But every time he carefully recalled the intersection between him and Si Wu's past, his memory became very vague again, and even many of the contents were ambiguous.

"Drop! The card was returned, and there are currently 0 people in the building. ”

Si Wu has already left? Shi Que frowned, always feeling that something was wrong, the intern staff of the archives worked four hours a day, and Si Wu could not leave temporarily. Shi Que called a colleague he knew at the archives.

"Do you have someone to patrol the old hall today?"

"Nope!" The answer was quick.

Shi Que was stunned.

But he quickly added, "But in the morning we sent an intern to get a forgotten document." ”

"I see." Shi Que nodded, said a few more words to the other party, and then hung up the phone.

There were still two hours to go to the TV station to participate in the pre-recording process meeting, and Shi Que opened the taxi app and called a taxi.

On the bus, Shi Que put the information on the seat next to him, picked up the mobile phone to check, but found that there was a push prompt from the APP on the mobile phone screen. When I opened the app, I found that a new category called Folk Night Talk was unlocked.

Open the inside with only one content [KON-15 Ladder]