For a modern person with complex interpersonal relationships, it is almost impossible to disappear for two years without being noticed at all. If a person wants to disappear voluntarily without causing any commotion at the social security level, he or she must find ways to sever his or her social ties, or make all those who care about the matter understand that this is always beneficial to her or him. , and all potential risk factors cannot be tracked.
Creditors, perpetrators or death threats, once you choose to disappear, you can never be found by these dangerous factors again. Otherwise, it would be like igniting two years' worth of gunpowder in an instant. The destructive power it caused was far greater than before it disappeared.
Luo Binhan did not choose to disappear on his own initiative. Due to his lucky birth, he has no financial creditors, and there are almost no enemies who threaten him with physical harm - at least, not on this small planet. But when the small aircraft in Silence carried him and landed quietly on the road in his residential community, he instantly felt as panic as an entrepreneur carrying hundreds of billions of debts. It may actually be much more.
When he used the key in his wallet to open the security door downstairs, there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart, because according to the facts Fake told him, this remote place in the universe had lost him for two and a half years. Two and a half years, enough time for his cell phone to shut down and the apartment he lived in to be sold or sublet. On a more optimistic note, he himself might have been presumed dead, and he would be forced to join Momolo as one of the newest streetwalkers in Lihai City.
But things didn't go smoothly at all, or rather, they went so smoothly that Luo Binhan went crazy. The key to his apartment still works, the water and electricity are still on, and the refrigerator has been emptied of food. When he ran his fingers along the window sill, the skin seemed to shine from the spotless tiles.
What a wonderful thing. It seems that a snail fairy with severe mysophobia has been living in his house for a long time. Luo Binhan found two pairs of brand-new slippers for himself and Momoluo (he couldn't remember whether he bought them himself), and then went to check his wardrobe. All clothing that needs regular maintenance or protection from moisture and insects is safe and well organized in vacuum bags. This kind of overly professional approach would not come from the hourly worker he was familiar with in the past, so he knew that someone hired a professional cleaning company for his house. Then he checked the safe behind the bookshelf to make sure that everything stored inside was safe.
While he was busy doing this, Momolo poked his head next to him: "Mr. Luo, what are these?"
"Valuable items." Luo Binhan said, while opening a box containing his mother's wedding ring and looking at it.
"Do you mean something very valuable?"
Luo Binhan agreed vaguely. But in fact, the contents of his safe were far from expensive. Among them were jewelry and several small items that could be considered cultural relics, but he doubted how much cash he could get if these items were sold. Of course, he had no intention of selling them, it had nothing to do with the price.
He checked everything in the box except a white envelope at the bottom. The wax paint on the edge of the envelope was still intact, and the strands of hair he inserted inside the wax paint were still in place. Luo Binhan held the letter with two fingers, hesitating whether to open it immediately.
Momolo was still watching him eagerly, seemingly interested in the secret letter. Under such eyes, Luo Binhan couldn't help but feel a little guilty for making the request for avoidance. He cleared his throat, but no words came out. Momolo asked without noticing, "Mr. Luo, what is that in your hand?"
"Letter." Luo Binhan said.
"It must be a very important letter, right?"
Luo Binhan nodded and looked at Momoluo with suggestive eyes, hoping that the other party would understand the meaning. Momolo was confused for a moment under his gaze, and then he suddenly understood.
"It must be Mr. Luo's first love letter! Is it intended to be sent to the other party? Or is it sent to Mr. Luo from the other side? Mr. Luo must have been very popular when he was young!? That's great, Mr. Luo, I haven't accepted it yet. I’ve seen love letters!”
Luo Binhan patted him comfortingly and said, "Me neither."
"But what you have in your hands, Mr. Luo..."
"Stop spreading unwarranted rumors about me." Luo Binhan said, "This is my will."
"Don't die, Mr. Luo!"
Luo Binhan struggled to break free from Momolo's arms. The task of explaining a will to a race with a nearly immortal lifespan, explaining the possibility of unexpected death and the need to prepare for a rainy day, was too difficult for him now. Luo Binhan had to tell Momolo that he had planned to destroy the letter because the content on it was outdated. Now that Zhou Yu's whereabouts are quite clear, his original inheritance distribution plan is no longer applicable. And although Jing Huang may never appear in Lihai City again, he can still reserve a residence for the pirate leader in the short term. He could put it in Zhou Yu's name, or make some kind of long-term lease document, as long as Fa Ke could get Jing Huang a legal identity - would that be useful on a magical level? He really couldn't understand this kind of thing.
After he burned the outdated will with a lighter, all the simpler return work was completed. Luo Binhan walked back to the study and took out his fully charged mobile phone on the armchair. He didn't turn on the phone on the Silence, as if he had been waiting for this moment.
Not surprisingly, the cell phone he turned on still had a full signal and could surf the Internet normally. At the same time, he was flooded with tons of text messages. All of his social media apps have red dots for unread messages, and you can’t even see the specific numbers. He thought to himself that this was not surprising, because since a kind-hearted person had done valuable regular maintenance on his house for two and a half years, it was not surprising that he conveniently recharged his phone bill - this person not only had The keys to his apartment and two phone numbers he used on different occasions. But this person must not be Yu Xiaorong, because if it were her, there wouldn't be even an unread message in his social software.
Luo Binhan already has the answer. He dialed the number, anxiously wondering how the other party would react. After three rings, the other party on the other end of the communication said: "Hello."
The voice was a little too soft, but it was still very familiar. It seemed that the other person had not changed at all in the past two and a half years. Luo Binhan glanced at Momoluo sitting opposite him in confusion.
He cleared his throat and said, "Well, it's me..."
"are you back?"
"Ah, yes. He's back. Well, that guy Jing Huang is also back. He's not here now, saying he wants to go somewhere first. There are three other people, no, four, who are with him. That's with him We came here together, you know what I mean, right? I saw that my house had been cleaned. And that, well, in the past two years or so..."
Luo Binhan felt that he was incoherent. He could have explained it clearly to Zhou Yu, because Zhou Yu knew that Jing Huang was an extraordinary person, and would not treat him as a mental patient because the content of Luo Binhan's description was too absurd. He just kinda didn't know where to start. Maybe after disappearing for more than two years without any reason (of course it was never his fault), he should first apologize or say hello or something. He and Zhou Yu have known each other for so long that many social etiquettes have been completely discarded.
However, Zhou Yu obviously felt that they did not need this set of social etiquette. His voice was kept very low, and his tone seemed very hasty. That seemed a bit weird, because Luo Binhan heard from the noisy background sound that he was outdoors, not in a library or some kind of meeting.
"I'll come over tonight." Zhou Yu said hurriedly, "I've emptied your refrigerator."
"night?"
"Well... I have something to do during the day and I can't leave."
"Well," Luo Binhan said, "Okay, you work first. I'll talk to you about it tonight."
"good."
Zhou Yu hung up the phone as quickly as if a policeman were standing in front of him and watching. Luo Binhan put down the phone and stared at Momoluo helplessly.
"Mr. Luo, you don't seem happy."
"No." Luo Binhan said.
"But you look really unhappy."
"I'm just wondering, okay?"
Luo Binhan moved his phone to the table, no longer looking at the home screen full of red dots. Despite what he told Momolo, he still had to admit that he wasn't satisfied. After being missing for two and a half years, he really thought that Zhou Yu would come to him as soon as he received the call, and then they could discuss how to explain the disappearance during this period. As a result, Zhou Yu got caught up in something else.
Of course, he defended himself, Zhou Yu could have other things that needed to be dealt with urgently. Any modern person who lives a serious life will encounter moments when he is so busy that he has no time to distract himself. Maybe Zhou Yu still seems to be from the age of dinosaurs in terms of concepts and living habits, but weren't dinosaurs too busy chasing prey to have time to deal with their own kind? If you can even have dinosaurs, then of course Zhou Yu can also have one.
But what exactly is that? According to Luo Binhan's impression here two and a half years ago, Zhou Yu would only read journals, TV news, or textbooks at eight o'clock on weekend mornings. He didn't know if Zhou Yu still needed to read the textbook. More than two years have passed. Luo Jiaotian's college entrance examination has undoubtedly become history. Perhaps Zhou Yu has also continued his studies that were interrupted due to the disappearance of his fiancée. He is studying for a doctorate in medicine at a certain university, so maybe he is busy rushing to the classroom or laboratory now, which is consistent with the noisy environment in the communication. There is no doubt that studying medicine can be very busy, even for smart people. Zhou Yu may have spent several days and nights rushing to review and study.
When he thought of this, Luo Binhan's resentment dissipated. It is undoubtedly good news that Zhou Yu continues his studies. It seems to mean that he has returned to a normal life and is no longer disturbed by Zhou Yu's disappearance, Taoist priests descended from the sky, or strange dreams. As friends, there is nothing to complain about.
He continued to pick up the phone, preparing to call the second person he could contact without causing trouble. Over the years, Yu Xiaorong was the second person who could keep each other's secrets with him. But that is not out of loyalty or friendship, but because if they expose each other in front of their common mother, the chain of revenge will cause disaster for the whole family. No one can achieve happiness, they will all be punished with an iron fist by her mother. This balance of power in nuclear deterrence leads to local dynamic peace.
He dialed Yu Xiaorong's personal mobile phone number, but no one answered. The communication was directed to voicemail. Luo Binhan did not leave a message, but hung up the phone. He was puzzled and alert and opened the social networking site that Yu Xiaorong often used. From the latest news, he found that Yu Xiaorong was vacationing at the beach, and he relaxed. Obviously Yu Xiaorong didn't answer the phone not because she was in trouble, but because she was busy enjoying the waves and sunshine. Luo Binhan knew that she liked swimming very much, and she might have to swim all day long before she could answer the phone at night.
Zhou Yu was busy, Yu Xiaorong was having fun, and no one paid attention to the fact that the man who had disappeared for more than two years was complaining at home. He no longer had anyone he could call without causing any trouble. Luo Jiaotian might have been a safe choice, but his biological mother watched him very closely. If Luo Jiaotian answered the phone in front of her and showed any unusual reaction, Xie Zhenwan would have to find out if it was a girl calling. She could recite the phone numbers of all her acquaintances and remember their likes and taboos, even those she didn't like at all. This was enough to make Luo Binhan admire her. And if Xie Zhenwan knew that he was back, all living relatives of the Luo family within three generations and five servers would know before noon. If burning paper is really useful, maybe even the dead will know about it.
Luo Binhan didn't want his dead relatives to come to celebrate his return. He opened the suitcase full of resentment and first released Fina from the cage, letting her wander around the apartment room and sniff. Then he packed his few luggage, hid a bag of temporary alien candies in the closet, and finally took out the bottle containing lightweight Miffy. He placed the bottle on his lap and allowed Miffy to grow some eyes and look around his apartment under Momolo's watchful eye.
"So," Miffy asked slowly, "this is your lair."
"how?"
"It's very spacious for you." Miffy said, "It's a closed space, a little dry, rich in materials, but there is a hidden order. There is not much breath of biological activity... I think I like it here."
"Just don't eat the furniture here."
"Then how does food come into existence?"
"Wait and buy."
Miffy calmed down contentedly. Luo Binhan held the bottle on his lap, trying to inspire the courage to survive from the threat of cannibals. He didn't dare to open the social software and look at the group chats that had undoubtedly piled up, various business notifications, greetings or health tips from family groups. He could only muster the courage to click on the text message bar and quickly glance at the texts sent by those who were eager to get in touch with him. He didn't click on any of them, but the voices of those people seemed to be echoing in his head. Luo Binhan put down his phone as if he was electrocuted and stared at Momoluo. He decided to just stare until Jing Huang showed up, or Zhou Yu came over at night.
This was his plan, but he failed to catch up with the changes and Momolo's persistence. By the time Jing Huang appeared in the evening, he had fully understood the content of the text message and made important strategic decisions regarding the current situation. As soon as Jing Huang started ringing the doorbell frantically, Luo Binhan rushed over to catch him and told him about this new itinerary plan.
"Rejected," Jing Huang said.
Luo Binhan grabbed his hair and threatened fiercely: "Let me go."
"roll."
Luo Binhan asked excitedly: "Do you mean we get out now? Is it really that fast?"
Jing Huang pried Luo Binhan's fingers apart one by one: "I mean you get out of my sight."
Luo Binhan agreed obediently and said that he could sleep in the Silence's warehouse tonight, so that Jing Huang would not see him for at least ten hours. After hearing the method he proposed, Jing Huang's face seemed to twitch slightly.
He pointed to Luo Binhan's living room and said, "You are the one who wants to come back."
"No," Luo Binhan said, "Fake forced me."
"Fart. Do you really think I don't know? That guy is prepared for everything in advance. If he didn't get angry with you in advance, he wouldn't even ask for you to come back here."
"He was the one who induced me." Luo Binhan said firmly, "I was mentally controlled."
Jing Huang turned around and was about to go out. Luo Binhan grabbed his collar and dragged him back to where he was. "Well," he said, "I regret it."
"What do you regret?"
"I shouldn't come back." Luo Binhan said seriously, "I can't stand it anymore!"
"Stop chirping. I don't care whether you can tolerate it or not. You can handle your own affairs by yourself."
Luo Binhan stretched out a palm toward Jing Huang.
"What?"
"How many takeaways did you order using my mobile phone?" Luo Binhan said. "You also need to pay membership fees and Internet fees. Let's settle the bill now."
"...I didn't take the money while you were on the boat, right?"
"Did I go up there voluntarily?"
Jing Huang finally became impatient. He crossed his arms across his chest and his hair was neatly combed, but the T-shirt with the Angry Birds pattern was still very eye-catching. Luo Binhan knew that he bought this dress himself, and he had seen Jing Huang wearing it, but he still had to take a peek at this ridiculous outfit from time to time, and suspected that he was in the middle of a very funny delusion.
"What do you want?" Jing Huang asked.
"I want to go back to the ship." Luo Binhan replied loudly.
"impossible."
"What's wrong? I've been living here for so long, and you suddenly don't let me go?"
"We're going to a more dangerous place from now on," Jing Huang said, "Stay where you can to cool off."
Luo Binhan immediately turned his head and pressed the air conditioning master control on the wall. While he was busy turning his apartment into the hottest place in the universe, Yaleriga walked gracefully through the entrance and went straight to the sofa in the living room, smiling at them charmingly.
Luo Binhan glanced at her in his busy schedule and found that she was wearing a simple but elegant black and white woolen coat, with a too-tight casual shirt underneath, and a pair of pants that turned into mid-length pants due to her long legs. Black casual trousers. The shirt was men's because it was straight up and down and the buttons were on the right.
This outfit is certainly not the Silence and ∈ aesthetic. And when Yaleriga's horns and hoof toes were exposed in this suit of clothes, Luo Binhan felt that his head was starting to feel dizzy. But he held on, because experience told him that Yaleriga was a reliable woman who would never put herself into desperate situations - but she would put him into desperate situations.
"Don't tell me you bought this at a nearby shopping mall." Luo Binhan said, "You just walked on the street like this? Tell others that you bought it for a stage?"
"No, I didn't go to the mall."
"What about you?"
"I got it from your friend's house." Yaleriga said, "I like the bird he raised very much. It helped me choose this outfit."
