Returning to Chongshan City again, after getting off the car, the air Yang Xiao breathed seemed to have a familiar smell.
Well, it’s all psychological.
As a native of Chongshan City, he has lived here for nearly sixty-five years. Oh, no, excluding the six years he went to university in City J and the two years he spent studying abroad in Country D, it should be fifty-seven years to be precise. .
Not daring to go home, Yang Xiao was worried that his house was still under lockdown.
After all, so many people died in the Chongshan City laboratory accident, and it has only been a few days, and the limelight has not yet passed.
The monster was not found either. Who knows how many people would be staring at their home. It is estimated that Zhuang Yan and Chen Ling received the same treatment at home and in their dormitories.
It is hard to say that the hard-working and conscientious police comrades have already turned their own homes upside down.
Why are you going home? There may be dozens of listening and monitoring devices at home. Wouldn't you just fall into a trap when you go back?
Due to the previous eating and drinking, a large amount of flesh and blood was devoured, and the monster organization entered a period of silence. Yang Xiao was not too anxious at the moment, looking for a laboratory to conduct in-depth research on it.
He studied paleontology, not modern biology. If he wants to conduct detailed research on the monster, he needs more support, whether it is manpower or material resources.
In this aspect, Yang Xiao, an old professor who has been working as a professor at a key domestic university for many years, is actually far worse than Zhuang Yan. It's a pity that he didn't get the memories of Zhuang Yan and Chen Ling. For this, he was both regretful and a little lucky.
Until now, he has been relatively repellent in gaining the memory of women. He doesn't want to really turn into a complete monster...
This was a hurdle, and he still felt a little sorry for it, both mentally and physically.
There is a direct bus from the high-speed rail station to Chongnan University. It only took half an hour for Yang Xiao to return to his hometown where he had worked for many years.
Despite Luo Xiaolong's young appearance, Yang Xiao easily deceived the security guard and got in.
The auditorium is located directly north of the school, next to the No. 7 laboratory building where Yang Xiao's accident happened. On the way here, he saw that there was still a cordon outside the laboratory building and several police officers were guarding the outside.
As a key university directly under the Ministry of Education, Chongnan University has seven experimental buildings and a large underground laboratory with a high level of confidentiality.
When he walked to the entrance of the auditorium, he immediately saw various life stories of him being played on the screen outside the auditorium, and the background were all public photos of his personal space.
There is also a series of eye-catching white characters on a black background on the top, Mr. Yang, through the ages!
Yang Xiao raised his head and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
When I was young, I was quite handsome, but time is like a butcher's knife. After I got diabetes, my figure began to get out of shape. Especially in the past few years, after I was diagnosed with lung cancer, I took a lot of hormone drugs, and my appearance became even more haggard. He lost a lot of money and completely turned into a bad old man.
Who hasn’t been young?
I remember that at that time, my eyes were always full of light, I had dreams, and I believed that I could change the world.
But, it turned out that he thought too much.
I feel that my young body is full of vitality again. Only those who have lost their youth know how helpless it is to have flowers that are no longer red and people to be no longer young.
At the door of the auditorium, a small white flower was pinned and a green gauze was put on.
A student union cadre nodded slightly to him, assuming that he was also an ordinary student who came to remember Professor Yang.
"The ceremony has begun. Please be as quiet as possible. This way, follow me."
Yang Xiao is capable of everything.
According to his last wish, all funeral arrangements should be simple. The university also took the overall situation into consideration before doing this.
After entering the auditorium, Yang Xiao discovered that Vice Principal Wen Yu was presiding over the meeting, telling the story of Yang Xiao's life with a touch of sadness and emotion.
After finding a place to sit down, Yang Xiao curled his lips and felt embarrassed for this old boy. He didn't expect that he would be the host today.
Even though he looked very sad on stage, he almost blew Yang Xiao to the sky. He could clearly remember that this old Zabei cut off his experimental funds at the beginning of the year. He simply raised a butcher's knife and killed indiscriminately, and he even said that he was taking into account the overall situation.
He just took advantage of him to get a lot of funds for his own professional college.
Alas, there was no way. The number of students enrolled in the paleontological research major was less than one-fifth of others. Of course, Lao Yang himself couldn't speak, so he had to grit his teeth and passively take care of the overall situation.
Obediently choosing a position with a wider view, Yang Xiao quickly noticed that there were wreaths and chrysanthemums on both sides of the auditorium. In the center of the stage, there was a white coat he had worn, and in the middle of it, there was him. The work certificate is used as an object of worship.
That's right. After being kidnapped by the monster, nothing was left of his body, so he could be regarded as having no bones left.
If they were really going to do this here and display a body, then they would really die with their eyes open.
In any case, Yang Xiao has contributed to Chongnan University for many years. Now that I have dedicated my life to scientific research, several heads of the university discussed it and decided to have a proper farewell ceremony.
The first is to give the deceased an explanation of his status, and the second is to take this opportunity to educate students and promote the positive spirit of being active and responsible and dedicated to the country.
The entire auditorium is well decorated. It can be seen that a lot of thought has been put into both the atmosphere creation and the entire program flow.
To be honest, it felt weird attending my own memorial service. Yang Xiao was like a stranger, standing in an inconspicuous corner, listening to Vice Principal Wen's chatter.
Most students are very quiet.
But not everyone who came to the memorial service was familiar with Yang Xiao.
There are also some students who just come to see the world as a business trip to complete a task, or out of curiosity.
As for sadness?
Why be sad?
Feeling sad for a stranger you don’t know well? That's incredible.
They are too young, in their early twenties, and do not understand the meaning of death at all, and rarely think about such heavy philosophical issues.
A student majoring in paleontology at Chongnan University stood closer to the front with his head lowered.
Even if their teacher died, many of them did not feel much sadness. On the contrary, more of them were already thinking about when their new professor would be in place?
Graduation season is only half a month away. It’s really embarrassing. It shouldn’t affect graduation, right?
The path of the world is as vague as a bird's path, and the human feelings are as savage as a fish's.
Yang Xiao knew that maybe the woman in the black dress was the only one in the entire auditorium who would be sad.
Ye Shan, his former friend, finally came to see him off for the last time.
She stood there quietly, her back still straight, her expression indifferent, seemingly without any emotion.
Looking at the familiar person in the photo, no one knew what she was thinking about now.
Human life is too short after all.
It's so short-lived that many emotions that really touch the heart cannot be easily let go.
In this mortal world, among thousands of sentient beings, how many people are really destined to meet their own half, their true soul mate?
If there is no fate, why would she be the only one among the three thousand worlds and billions of sentient beings in the six realms of reincarnation to meet and know each other?
Ye Shan once thought that she had given up, but the moment she learned about Yang Xiao's life and death, she still felt infinite sadness and even anger.
Those beautiful things that had been blurred suddenly emerged in my mind.
She remembered that she and this man met when they were freshmen in high school.
At that time, she was already a famous and beautiful class president in the school, but Yang Xiao was just a poor student.
I don’t know what kind of cramp the head teacher had, but he actually moved the two of them together and became deskmates.
This time, the brat changed completely. He no longer fell asleep in class and started studying harder.
Until one day, Yang Xiao had nothing to do and was looking for excitement. He said to her: "For a while, I want you to confess your feelings, and then you reject me harshly, so that I can truly experience the despair of being rejected."
Ye Shan squinted his eyes, looked at him doubtfully, and then nodded.
At dusk that day, the colorful sunset was beautiful. It was their time.
The brat came back from going to the bathroom and mustered up the courage to say to her: "I've liked you for a long time, and I want you to be my girlfriend. Are you willing?"
Ye Shan looked at him with wide eyes and said something that the boy would regret for the rest of his life: "I do."
She would always remember Yang Xiao's confused and stupid look at that time.
Alas, if life could only be like the first time we met.
"Now, let us remember Mr. Yang for eternity. Bow."
The whole process was unscripted. Vice President Wen was in good condition today and performed very well. He took the lead and started saluting.
The students who attended the memorial service paid tribute one after another.
Yang Xiao lowered his head slightly and frowned because he found that several people in the venue were not normal.
"Two bows."
"Three bows, the ceremony is completed. The dead are gone, but so are the living. The memorial service is over. Please exit in an orderly manner."
As soon as the principal finished speaking, the crowd gradually dispersed. Vice President Wen came down from the podium, shook hands with Ye Shan, and the two briefly exchanged a few words.
One of the student union cadres had already put away the white coat and work permit worn by Yang Xiao and handed them over.
Ye Shan put on her brown sunglasses, nodded to Vice Principal Wen, turned around and left with her assistant.
They didn't notice at all that there were at least three groups of people following them.
Yang Xiao moved his fingers and followed suit.
"Master, follow the commercial vehicle in front."
After coming out of college, Yang Xiao immediately hailed a taxi.
"Hey, that's not easy. At this point, the road is blocked and it's not smooth at all."
Yang Xiao didn't bother to chat with him, so he took out a handful of money and handed it to the driver.
"Don't be afraid of speeding and running a red light. I'll take care of your car today. It'll be smoother now."
"Sit tight. I'll lose you soon. I don't have the nerve to ask for this money." The taxi driver put the money away and smiled with his front teeth exposed.
