armyinform Chapter 013 Ocean Xiao Song Si kissed him on the side of the face
Chapter 013 Ocean Xiao Song Si kissed him on the side of the face
After casting, the human figure condensed into a phantom in this strange world. Chu Mingyi gently moved his limbs, and soon realized that the hands were still his hands, the legs were still his legs, and even the uniform that he hadn't changed in time They are exactly the same, and I can even take out the business card I just made from my pocket, and the same year is written in the lower right corner of the business card.
A strange feeling came to my heart.
Everything in the sea of consciousness is based on the cognition of the owner of the body, and if the cognition wants to condense into a clear world, generally speaking, there are only three possibilities: one is the impactful scene experienced recently, and the other is repeated thinking and recall The third is the significant moment in the process of growing up that is special enough to be engraved in the subconscious.
After the executor is thrown into the sea of consciousness, it will automatically produce a suitable image according to the master's imagination.Just like Fu Xi turned into Liu Cenning after entering Lu Ling's sea of consciousness.
Only then will the master feel safe accepting him as part of his own consciousness.Once an abnormality is discovered, the world will be like the human immune system, attacking the intruder crazily——
Could it be that the object of Song Si's sea of consciousness is himself?
Chu Mingyi hesitated for two seconds because of this guess, and felt a little inexplicable.
An extremely distant voice came from my ear, like a whisper from another world: "Chuke, something is wrong."
It was Fu Xi who was the supervisor.
Chu Mingyi quickly stabilized his mood, saying in his heart that I knew something was wrong.
Even if Song Si really thinks about him 24 hours a day, it is impossible to condense an image that is exactly the same as him, because the clothes on his body were changed in the afternoon, and the business card in his pocket was taken the day before yesterday. Song Si was not at the scene at all, so it is impossible It's so clearly drawn.
He became cautious and looked around.
This is... a very ordinary and real playground, only half the size of a basketball court. The concrete floor has been in disrepair for a long time, and cracks have been cracked one by one, and weeds are stubbornly burrowing out of it.There are other buildings around the playground, but they are all covered in shadows and cannot be seen clearly. It can be vaguely judged that they are low-rise buildings with no more than four floors.
The sky was gloomy, with thick dark clouds pressing overhead, and the cool wind passed through the playground, rolling up lonely fallen leaves.It seemed that it was going to rain, and Chu Mingyi could even smell the damp and ominous smell in the air.
There are three swings in the middle of the playground, the simplest swing consisting of iron rods, iron chains, and wooden boards. The wooden boards are dirty, the iron chains are rusted, and the connection between the iron rods and the concrete floor seems to be loose. Maybe next time I will follow the swings burst out.
He sat on the swing in the middle, looked at Chu Mingyi, and swayed gently.
With just one glance, Chu Mingyi decided that it was Song Si when he was a child, and it must be 100% consistent without any fictional Song Si.
Song Si, a young man, had no habit of dyeing his hair. His short hair was cut in a mess, showing the withered yellow of malnutrition.He is about 13 years old, wearing old clothes that don't fit well, he is small, with small facial features, there is already a small scar on his chin, his thin single eyelid is staring at Chu Mingyi indifferently and lazily, so delicate like a little girl.
Chu Mingyi walked towards him, looking at him as he walked, trying to connect him with the present Song Si.
Song Si waited for him quietly until he stood still in front of him, squatted down, and looked at him.
His face didn't have any innocence that should be there at this age, and his body was too thin, which could be blown away by a gust of wind.
Chu Mingyi found that he couldn't concentrate, his redundant and useless emotions were spreading, and he even had the urge to reach out and hug the person in front of him.In the sea of consciousness, this state is tantamount to suicidal, and may be forcibly withdrawn by the supervisors—but it doesn't matter, he comforted himself, they are not interrogating, they are just here to ask some questions.
So he said, "Do you want to play on the swing?"
Fu Xi reminded him from a distance but gently: "Chu Ke, be careful."
Song Si nodded, smiled at him, and shook his dangling legs expectantly.
Chu Mingyi couldn't help but reached out to rub his hair, walked behind him, and gently pushed his back.
The swing began to creak and creak, Song Si's eyes began to brighten, his bangs were blown up by the wind, revealing his full forehead and bruises on his forehead.Chu Mingyi stared at the fresh wound on his forehead and the overly thin collarbone, and asked in a low voice, "Do you still remember who I am?"
In reality, Song Si had completely forgotten about him.
Xiao Songsi, who was in the sea of consciousness, nodded and pronounced his name clearly: "Chu Mingyi."
I don't call him the leader, I don't call him brother-in-law, and I don't call him Brother Yi.
That weird feeling came again.
How could Song Si, who has not yet entered university, know his name?
Chu Mingyi's movements slowly stopped, and Fu Xi said again: "The situation is not right, I am ready to pull out at any time—"
Chu Mingyi had a guess in his heart, and made an agreed gesture in Fu Xi's direction, asking him to give himself a little more time, and walk in front of Xiao Songsi again.
He tilted his head slightly, not very happy, as if he hadn't had enough fun.
Chu Mingyi smiled at him, stretched out his hand to pinch his cheek, and asked, "Are you Song Si? Or Die?"
"I'm not a butterfly, that kind of stuff is so boring," Xiao Song Si Jian said bluntly, "I have the answers to your questions, and they're all here, why don't you ask?"
Fu Xi's voice changed. After so many years of interrogation experience, this was the first time he encountered such a situation. He immediately said, "Not good! The master of the Sea of Consciousness has discovered our identities! Chuke..."
A chill ran up Chu Mingyi's back, but he had an inexplicable intuition: this place is safe.
He still looked at the young man in front of him calmly, his voice unavoidably tightened slightly, and asked, "Who was the person you interrogated that day?"
Fu Xi said: "Get ready to leave, the countdown is three..."
Xiao Songsi curled his lips, probably knowing that they were leaving, his expression became cold and bored again, and said impatiently: "Li Yun'an."
"What...?" Fu Xi was surprised.
Countless thoughts flashed through Chu Mingyi's mind, he stood up and took a step back, saying, "Thank you."
Xiao Song Si stretched out a hand and beckoned to him: "Come here."
These three words made Fu Xi recover from the extremely short shock, and warned: "Don't go there, prepare to leave again, the countdown is three or two..."
Chu Mingyi is by no means a novice who is an executor for the first time. He has been in contact with the sea of consciousness earlier than Fu Xi and has more experience. He also clearly knows that at this time they are in the most dangerous situation - being The master of the world realizes that it is an intruder.
But he walked towards the dangerous young man in front of him in a strange way.
Xiao Song Si jumped off the swing, walked briskly in front of Chu Mingyi, stood on tiptoe, and put his arms around his neck.
Fu Xi broke out in a cold sweat, he had no doubt that this harmless young man would be able to think of Chu Mingyi's hundred ways to die in the next second.
"...Two, one, pull away!"
Xiao Songsi approached Chu Mingyi and kissed him lightly on the side of his cheek.
The connection drops and they wake up in their bedroom.
The bedroom was so quiet that a needle could be heard, the only sound was their heavy breathing.Chu Mingyi sat on the sofa in a daze, stretched out the back of his hand, and rubbed his right cheek.
Fu Xi originally thought that the last scene was just an illusion, but when he saw Chu Mingyi's movements, his whole body shivered, feeling that it was completely beyond the scope of his knowledge and incomprehensible.
Who is that boy?Song Si?His twin butterfly?
When the master noticed the intruder, they actually came out of the sea of consciousness unscathed? !
Song Si on the bed groaned, opened his eyes with a splitting headache, sat up from the bed, accidentally brought some wires in his movements, looked down, and found something attached to his temple, which was connected to the instrument next to him through the wire. superior.
After being dazed for half a minute, he remembered that Chu Ming wanted to enter his consciousness tonight.
Song Si quickly turned his head and met the two pairs of eyes.
Chu Mingyi and Fu Xi had obviously just pulled out, and hadn't had time to take off the instrument yet.Fu Xi had the expression of seeing a ghost, while Chu Mingyi's eyes were complicated, and he couldn't tell what the expression was.
Seeing their expressions, Song Si thumped in his heart: "...how is it?"
Fu Xi asked: "You don't remember?"
Song Si: "? For sure, if I remember the things in the sea of consciousness, you can still come out alive?"
Fu hoped to express his intentions to Chu Ming, who stood up and cleaned up the redundant expressions on his face. He didn't say a word about what he saw in the sea of consciousness just now, and said in a deep voice, "Act now and arrest Li Yun'an overnight."
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