Before Fumiko could say the last two words of "Wait for me", her voice was swallowed up by a burst of "absolute silence".
Not only the "voice", but also his person, disappeared behind Yi along with the duration of this "absolute silence" and "there should be two sounds here".
Muyi felt something was wrong and quickly looked back: there was no trace of Wenzi!
"Brother Wenzi——Don't scare me——Wenzi——come out——"
With a premonition of fear that she had never experienced before, Muyi's voice trembled and she called loudly towards the bottomless glacier below the slope.
The glacier did not emit the echo it should have like a valley. It seemed that this "absolute silence" could completely block and absorb Muyi's "calling" in an instant. All Muyi heard were suspicious of someone walking behind and approaching her. The noise was actually caused by her own movements, but the sound came from directly opposite, which made her suspicious. She didn't know if there was someone in the invisible place around her, or right next to her. , and only invisible to her.
I shouted more than ten times in a row, but there was no response.
Muyi started to regret a little bit. She shouldn't have mentioned that she wanted to go out for a "study tour" and engage in this five-day holiday adventure. This time, it was a good idea that no one would be able to explore.
She was puzzled. She didn't know whether Wenzi fell into the glacial abyss below, or was suddenly sucked into some "mezzanine space" and made her invisible, or whether he secretly "teleported" first. "I wanted to scare myself when I returned to the country... In short, the expedition has not started yet, so finding people has become a priority.
This silly girl only pretends to be Wenzi in her heart, and is not worried at all about whether she will be trapped here and unable to go back. She is just worried about Wenzi's safety, life and death wholeheartedly.
In fact, we really can't blame Wenzi. He didn't want to suddenly withdraw from this intense "adventure". It was just a burst of internal anxiety that belonged to Xinwu's body, which caused his soul consciousness to deepen layer by layer. In the nightmare, he was forcefully pulled back to the room that belonged to him in the college dormitory. Under the moonlight, his body was tightening with strength, twisting and trance-like, while intersecting time and space, his body and mental consciousness The struggling transition of regrouping.
This is an experience like being stripped of cocoons:
This interlacing of time and space, across the front is the blue and white that flips rapidly from left to right, the "old" kind of layout like a waterfall, the fragmented serial display puzzle, and the piece below that is between khaki and orange. The blurred floor patterns among the yellows, these pictures are all flipping violently, and the speed is constantly accelerating, as if the accelerator key is suddenly pressed. These images are scrolling layer by layer, trying to turn back to the real and motionless Come the real world. This difficult transition to restore the "reality" in front of us is so clear. Xinwu has a clear consciousness and can spend his whole life to guarantee that he really saw all this reversal clearly without opening his eyes. , patterns, and he can even clearly recognize and read the text content in some of the patterns that are passing by quickly. It can be said that he is crystal clear, and he can even memorize it!
Xin Wu was filled with worries and unwillingness, and was forced to reunite his soul with his body, finally able to mobilize his body in this life.
The dark bottom of the bed was still in front of him. The position of the moonlight projection had shifted. The light reflected to the bottom of Wang Li's bed was not as clear as the last time when he could see the wood grain clearly. The wood grain disappeared and returned to a dark mass. The color block was vibrated by the familiar snoring sound coming from the bed king. It seemed to be able to penetrate the wooden board, making the black block become swaying, as if it had life, and seemed to be moving downwards. Testing the depth, a piece of driftwood floated on the surface of the water, while he sank in the "water" of the air, staring at the movement of the piece of driftwood.
"stand up!"
Xinwu's body didn't need any instructions at all. It was like a direct conditioned reflex. As soon as he regained his "consciousness" like a soul possessing him, he immediately sat up.
There was Wang Li's big towel hanging on the railing at the head of the bed. Xinwu grabbed it again, put on a set of slippers under his feet, got up and ran out the door.
"Hold on! Hold on!"
Finally, he endured it to the bathroom, and the "hot spring" that had just dragged Xin Wu away from Muyi and returned to this world finally burst out happily, without even the routine finishing "three nods". What needs to be done is absolutely one-time "all in one go".
"Comfortable!"
Touching the big towel on his shoulders, Xin Wu took another shower as a habit, patting it back and forth carelessly a few times. He didn't bother to dry it completely, so he grabbed the big towel, stripped his upper body, and I didn't feel cold at all, so I wandered back to the "303" room, threw the big towel onto the railing at the head of the bed, and lay down again.
At this time, the moonlight happened to "shine" on his abdomen: under the moon's shadow, the edge lines of those trained abdominal muscles outlined the effect only seen in comics, slowly rising and falling with his breathing, and his private parts Although the "small woolen pants" he carries with him are not as big as Wang Li's, they are still covered with a thin layer from below the navel. Under the low-key lighting of the moonlight, coupled with the water droplets that have not been completely wiped off, the reflection The bright water droplets reflect light, and the stars are dotted, which creates a quite different artistic conception.
"He's a 'hairy boy'! Hee hee."
I don't know why, a familiar female voice suddenly said this in Xin Wu's mind. He just felt that the voice was very kind, warm, and familiar, but he couldn't figure out whose voice it was. It seemed that his brain was There is an area of memory that is blocked by something, and it is impossible to accurately retrieve the relevant information about this sound.
Looking at the little scenery he created: the ups and downs, the wandering stars, Xin Wu's mind went blank, and his eyelids became heavy. He didn't want to think about anything at this time, and he couldn't think about anything. It seemed that I hope this tranquility can completely soothe those nerve cells in the brain that refuse to rest, and stop being so excited - there are too many questions left. Should I just forget them, or should I persist in re-entering and going? Solve them one by one?
"Can't sleep again?"
Wang Li's voice suddenly floated down from above, breaking the "quietness".
"Li'er, why aren't you asleep yet?" Xin Wu didn't notice that when he was admiring his "quietness" just now, Wang Li's familiar snoring and white noise had stopped long ago. He was unprepared and was He was startled by this sudden sound and asked.
"I just slept for a short while, and you woke up again as you kept going in and out."
