Luo Binhan had another dream. He dreamed that he was back in high school, sitting in the classroom chatting with Zhou Yu. He kept talking, but he didn't know what he said. Zhou Yu sat in the front row, turned his upper body around, and listened intently to what he was saying. The surroundings were very noisy, and it seemed that all the classmates were walking around constantly. But Luo Binhan didn't remember them very much - if necessary, he could go to his classmates' address book and find out the names and looks of each of them, but it seemed that he didn't really remember them in his heart, or in his dreams. Everyone is so vague, like some insignificant scenery.
He was still talking to Zhou Yu and felt happy. But suddenly, Zhou Yu's name flashed into his mind, and he began to wonder where she had gone. So he began to look around, trying to find her among the blurry faces. He soon found her sitting alone in the corner of the classroom, staring at him and Zhou Yu with her crystal bright eyes. Luo Binhan waved to her and motioned for her to come over and have a chat.
Zhou Yu didn't stand up, she just tilted her head and smiled at him. Her eyes were as clear and shining as the crystals of a soft light lamp, and Luo Binhan suddenly realized that it was not Zhou Yu, but Chen Wei. He wanted to go over and ask clearly, but the person at the same table stopped him and said, "Mr. Luo, the school bell is about to ring!"
Luo Binhan turned around and saw Momoluo sitting there wearing the Yongguang Clan's characteristic teaching uniform. Just as he was about to ask Momolo how he managed to sneak in without wearing a school uniform, someone kicked him in the back.
"Hey." Jing Huang, who was sitting in the row behind him, said, "You can handle your own affairs by yourself."
Luo Binhan wanted to talk back, but Fake, holding the lesson plan, had already come in from the front. The waxed face faced the blackboard at the back of the classroom. Now all hell breaks loose. Luo Binhan began to scratch his hair, which turned out to be wet. He spread his palms in front of his face and saw black blood flowing down his palm lines.
He looked up and saw Yu Xiaorong hanging upside down from the ceiling. She is dead. The wavy hair dyed crimson was dripping with blood. The eyes that looked at him seemed to be rusty, and were a mottled dark blue color. She was hung upside down from the fluorescent lamp. There was a crack in the neck. That crack was undoubtedly what killed her, but there was no flesh and blood inside, just black shadows.
Luo Binhan stretched out his hand to put Yu Xiaorong down. But he tripped over the corner of the table and suddenly fell out of this nightmare. When he woke up from the sofa covered in sweat, his internal organs were as dry as if they had been roasted by fire. The last scene of the midnight nightmare still lingered in his mind, causing him to stare blankly at the night outside the window. But then something landed on top of his head, and small, sharp claws hooked his hair.
"Captain!" said the thing above him.
Luo Binhan grabbed it off his head. After being separated for two and a half years, it was obviously unfamiliar with him and no longer allowed him to hold it so honestly, but at least it didn't peck him hard a few times. Luo Binhan put it on his lap and looked at its colorful feathers under the light of the night light. Its small black bean-like eyes were also looking at him, looking a bit profound and mysterious.
"You've gained weight." Luo Binhan said to it, and poked its white belly.
The parrot flapped its wings: "Captain!"
Luo Binhan gently picked up its wings and checked whether the parrot had undergone any bigger changes in more than two years. Before he was kidnapped by Jing Huang, he had been fostering the parrot in Zhou Yu's home, and this foster life obviously only brought more nourishment to it. Its feathers became more gorgeous and glorious. The bright yellow head, snow-white belly, blue back, and purple-red tail feathers were all as smooth and shiny as if they had been oiled. It was just a budgerigar with a rainbow-colored pattern, and it was already as proud as a phoenix at this moment.
He scratched its head and chin with his fingers, and the parrot named "Iron Hook" rubbed its head over with satisfaction. The name "Hook" is also a joke, because the parrot seems to have only been taught two words: when it is in a good mood, it will say "captain", and if it is in danger, it will shout "mayday" .
Luo Binhan didn't know who taught it these two sentences, because he met it on a wonderful occasion. To be precise, he and Jing Huang encountered it together. And like all other birds, it showed unusual affection and attention to Jing Huang - but it may not have shown that much cleverness, because so far it is the only one trying to build a nest on Jing Huang's head. . As long as Jing Huang appears in its field of vision, it will remain firmly above his head like Jing Huang's ideal father.
From this perspective, Luo Binhan always believed that this parrot should be regarded as Jing Huang's pet, or it belonged to the former owner who actually raised it. But Jing Huang obviously had no intention of taking it aboard the Silence, and why its former owner abandoned it may remain a mystery forever. Luo Binhan served it with a fostering mentality, but found that this little guy was also very close to him.
Not all pets recognize their old friends after two and a half years apart. Luo Binhan touched its head, thinking that it might be a dragon. No, maybe not. The dragon will not build a nest on Jing Huang's head.
"It's great for you to stay here." He poked the parrot's head and said, "Have you gained a pound of weight? Or two pounds? What has Zhou Yu fed you?"
"Captain!" replied the parrot.
"It's time for you to learn some new tricks, right?" Luo Binhan said, "Captain Broken Throat won't come to your rescue even if you call him. Come, I'll teach you what he likes to hear - bald head, no need to worry about rain."
"Captain!" said the parrot stubbornly.
Luo Binhan tried more than a dozen times without giving up. He wanted to try to make Hook learn some more interesting words, but unfortunately he was not a successful bird trainer. They seemed to be shouting at each other until Zhou Yu opened the door, walked from the master bedroom to the living room, and handed Luo Binhan a small bag of mixed bird food. Luo Binhan studied the package and recognized that it contained grains, fruit pellets, a few nuts, and some powder that he could not identify.
"Where did you buy it?" he asked, opening the bag.
"I deserve it."
"Wouldn't it be troublesome?"
Zhou Yu shook his head and didn't seem to take it to heart. Luo Binhan hasn't discussed with him whether to take the hook back. He doesn't really want to do that now, not only because there are a lot of dangerous people in his house at the moment, but there are also two predators, Miffy and Fina. He couldn't guarantee that the hook would be safe on the territory of those two things.
The iron hook began to peck at the birdseed in his palm bit by bit. Zhou Yu stood aside and watched, seemingly not planning to go to sleep immediately. In fact, he didn't even change into his pajamas. Unless his severe mysophobia has completely changed in the past two and a half years, he will never go to bed before cleaning. Even Luo Binhan had to admit that his eccentricity went beyond professional needs and was more like a stubborn order brought about by a semi-reclusive life. However, Zhou Yu never requires his guests to behave according to his standards. Luo Binhan turned on his phone and took a look and found that it was already half past one in the morning.
"Do you still want to talk?" Luo Binhan said, "About the group of people in my house?"
Zhou Yu pulled up a beanbag chair and sat side by side with him in front of the window. Luo Binhan couldn't help but take a second look at the strangely comfortable bean bag chair, because its style was very new, in a fresh and bright yellow color, and it didn't quite resemble Zhou Yu's style. This made him suspect that this was a gift from an outsider, but such a large piece of furniture was rarely given as a gift, so the relationship between the two parties had to be unusual.
He didn't mention it because if it was important enough, Zhou Yu would tell him sooner or later. All signs tell him how many changes have occurred in the past two and a half years. If he were to choose one of them to start investigating first, it wouldn't be the bean bag chair.
Luo Binhan held the iron hook that he didn't want to leave, and ran to open the refrigerator and take a look. The content inside is lackluster. He could only carry two cans of espresso coffee back to the chair and hand one of them to Zhou Yu.
"I didn't expect you and Chen Wei to know each other." He said, "What did you call her when you first met her? Red or something?"
"I've met her before," Zhou Yu said succinctly, "but I never knew her real name."
"Chen Wei doesn't sound like her real name." Luo Binhan said, holding the ring in his mouth, "Do you know what I mean? She may be tens of thousands of years old, I don't know. But can you imagine a girl who is tens of thousands of years old? Is her name Chen Wei? She may have just copied a name from a popular song here."
"It should be considered a kind of real name. If I had known her name earlier, I would have figured out a lot of things."
"What?"
"Zhou Yu's mother has the same name as her."
Luo Binhan wanted to ask what the connection was, but his attention was diverted by Zhou Yu's name. Two and a half years ago, they rarely mentioned Zhou Yu anymore. It was like an unfinished wedding. People had just decorated the auditorium with flowers, but the bride died suddenly the day before the ceremony. So all the decorations were hurriedly covered with white cloth, showing neither solemnity nor sadness, but sloppiness and chaos. The living people don't want to commemorate them in a grand way, or make the world gloomy. They just want to get over this bad thing quickly and move on to the rest of their lives in a hurry. But what else needs to be done in such a hurry in the rest of life? Isn't it the next funeral? This is really a puzzling puzzle.
"It feels really strange." Luo Binhan said. He looked around the corner of the living room again to see if Zhou Yu would appear in the corner like in his dream. Of course there was nothing, because he was not in a dream now. He shook the coffee can like Coke, and then asked: "Do you know Zhou Yu... what happened in the end?"
"Farke already told me."
Zhou Yu's voice sounded very calm, and Luo Binhan didn't ask him why he didn't tell him. The funeral has been completed. Revenge is over. These things are over forever. Now they have other priorities.
Iron Hook has already eaten the last half of the nut. Luo Binhan put it on the sofa, and it contentedly buried its head on the soft velvet surface of the sofa, rushing around like a bulldozer. Luo Binhan stared at it and thought about it over and over in his head, but finally couldn't hold it back.
"Who came up with the idea?" He couldn't help but ask, "That I went to Africa?"
Zhou Yu pointed at the parrot and then at the top of his head. This action was almost humorous to him.
Luo Binhan raised his voice: "You also said that I was going to study insects?"
"Well, probably because it was related to insects when I first met you." Zhou Yu replied freely, "Jing Huang asked me to explain it to others this way."
"Does this make sense?" Luo Binhan asked excitedly, "What insects can I study? I have never seen several insects! The only insect I have raised in my life is my cousin's Chilean red rose."
"Rose?"
"Spiders." Luo Binhan said angrily, "Spider species. She likes to raise anything that can fit in the palm of her hand."
"Spiders are not insects." Zhou Yu reminded.
Luo Binhan stared at him. Zhou Yu lowered his head and drank coffee extremely calmly. This was obviously an attempt to avoid the topic, so Luo Binhan pressed on and asked, "Does anyone really believe this nonsense? No one doubts that it is false?"
"Because Jing Huang is a good counterfeiter." Zhou Yu said in a flat tone.
"He can't even fake himself." Luo Binhan said, "He doesn't care what the people in my family ask, okay?"
"Fake helped forge it."
"He helped Jing Huang pretend that I was in Africa?" Luo Binhan asked doubtfully, "But he told you the actual situation?"
"He thought it would be more convenient to have someone in the know."
Luo Binhan looked at Zhou Yu with confusion. He thought this statement was a bit strange, because Fake didn't seem to support Jing Huang's kidnapping. And if his kidnapping was against Fake's opinion, how could the latter help Jing Huang arrange everything after his disappearance? However, perhaps Farke did do this in order to avoid suspicion upon his return. Luo Binhan believed that it was technically a piece of cake for Fake to forge traces of a person's trip to Africa.
Zhou Yu opened his eyes, lowered his head and continued drinking coffee.
"Okay." Luo Binhan said, "What do you think of those people in my room?"
"……what do you mean?"
"Don't you think they look strange? Have strange personalities? Or are they just weird all over?"
"They are aliens." Zhou Yu answered calmly, as if he thought this was enough to explain everything. Luo Binhan couldn't help but be admired and confused at the same time. Zhou Yu is a primitive person on the Internet, but he can communicate smoothly with any buzzwords of the new era; he is an atheist and a medical scientist, but he can accept a group of magical aliens dancing in front of his eyes. Does any of this make sense? Sometimes he really wanted to get into Zhou Yu's head like Miffy and observe the unshakable steel order in this man's brain.
"You know Jing Huang," Luo Binhan raised his fingers, "You know Fake, and Chen Wei. What do you think of our horned beauty?"
"She must be from the gospel tribe."
"Do you really know what that means?"
Zhou Yu didn't seem to care at all. It seemed that Yaleriga's horns and hooves could not shake the order in her mind. Luo Binhan was curious whether Lihai City Victim No. 2 would change his view if Yaleriga suddenly grabbed Zhou Yu for a French kiss. But when Yaleriga and Zhou Yu met, the woman was surprisingly honest. She solemnly thanked Zhou Yu for the borrowed clothes and said she would find an opportunity to return them to Zhou Yu. Zhou Yu said that the clothes were new and could be given to her. This conversation should only happen in a dream.
"Don't let her kiss you." Luo Binhan could only warn, "No matter what she says to you, don't get involved with her."
Zhou Yu looked at him with a look of deep contemplation. Luo Binhan turned the page without comment: "What do you think of that handsome young man?"
"You mean Momolo?"
"Yes. Do you know what he looked like?"
"He must be a giant. That's how Jing Huang introduced him to me before."
"...You really don't find it strange at all, do you?"
Zhou Yu thought for a while and replied: "Since you have seen Fa Ke and Jing Huang, is it not surprising that there are larger beings?"
"What about the little girl? The one you brought to my house?"
Zhou Yu shook his head: "I didn't ask about her."
"Jing Huang didn't tell you either?"
"Yeah. I just said her name is Xunwaiba."
"Shit, her name is Zhou Ba."
Zhou Yu seems to have no opinion on the merits of these two names. His coffee had reached the bottom before Luo Binhan had finished drinking it. When Luo Binhan was wondering whether his schedule would pose a risk of sudden death, Zhou Yu asked hesitantly: "How long do they plan to stay here?"
"It won't be long." Luo Binhan said, "I think I can move back soon."
"That doesn't matter. I just wonder why they came."
"To bring me back?"
"To be honest, I don't know why. When Jing Huang took you away, he didn't say when you would come back."
"He can't kidnap me for the rest of his life, right?" Luo Binhan said, "Besides, he's in trouble himself."
Zhou Yu put the coffee can on the table and watched the water droplets falling from the surface of the can. On this late spring night, there was a thick moisture in the air, as if there had just been several continuous rainstorms.
"What's wrong with Jing Huang?" Zhou Yu asked.
Luo Binhan shrugged.
"I don't know if he told you about it," he said. "He seems to have a sister too."
Zhou Yu's eyes blinked. From this reaction, Luo Binhan guessed that he didn't know it originally.
"I don't know the specific situation." He said, "The kid didn't let me know. But it sounds like...her sister is also missing."
