Qin Qianbai is a strange girl.
His words and deeds appear to be very lively, and occasionally he will do something as extreme as stabbing a knife in his eye, but there is never any wave of emotion on that delicate face.
The so-called life is a stage where actors wearing masks sing and dance. From this perspective, the difference between her and others is that the mask and the face itself are integrated.
If this can be regarded as a kind of performance, then this young lady is probably a capable person who is qualified to compete for the best actress.
When facing ordinary people, you have to find ways to get closer to each other in order to take off the mask, but the person's own face cannot be taken off. And in this case, who else but herself can know the truth about this girl?
Is what she is showing off a disguise? Are the words that come out of your mouth just false lies? Was the joking with the three friends just now just an act to maintain the illusion of daily life?
With extremely rude thoughts like the above running in his mind, Gongsun Ce waved goodbye to his two friends.
After the commotion, he bought four cones with his own money. Shigure and Caldesia, who were walking towards the campus in the Back District, ordered vanilla and durian purple rice milk tea flavors respectively.
The young man who bought himself a matcha-flavored cone set foot on the road back to the apartment with Miss Qin.
"Haaaah."
The expressionless girl walked beside Gongsun Ce.
She ate half the chocolate cone in one bite, making a cute noise.
Even the Sanmu girl in the anime would have some slight fluctuations in expression when eating delicious snacks, but she didn't at all.
The young man stared sideways at that appearance, trying to use his eyes to pick out even the slightest trace of emotion from her face.
Once again his attempt failed. The girl who noticed the sight turned her head, with a bit of brown on her lips.
"What are you doing?"
Gongsun Ce replied truthfully: "I am thinking about the irrationality of your existence."
"It's quite new to speak about sexual harassment. I think highly of you."
Miss Qin nibbled on the edge of the cone, looking like a hamster.
"I consider myself to be an upright and rigorous person, so why do you think of me as being such a rude person?"
She held the cone in her mouth, stretched out her arms, turned half a circle, stood in front of her friend as if dancing, and tilted her head back so much that it almost seemed like she was falling.
Her black hair cascaded down, revealing her smooth forehead and eyes. The upside-down figure of his friend was reflected in those eyes.
"Look, this is an expression intended to mock you. A person who is sleeping alone on a table in a fast food restaurant has the nerve to say the word rigorous."
The cone fell because he spoke, and then floated in mid-air for no reason due to Gongsun Ce's interference.
Qin Qianbai reached out and took back the cone: "Thank you, are you serious and cautious now, or are you strict and reserved? Can you give me an answer?"
It's very bad, very bad.
It was definitely not an illusion when I sensed the glances from others. Even if I was just passing by, I would be very concerned about this strange behavior... In other words, even if I was chatting with this girl in Yunzhong City, where weirdos are infested, It can be regarded as one of the best mavericks.
I have already heard the comments from the junior high school girls next to me. Is this some kind of bullying using abilities? Please don’t do this.
The one who was invisiblely bullied by this kind of pressure should be this young man, the poor man named Gongsun Ce, not this silly girl who is still chewing on the cone.
With this helpless thought, he bit off a third of the ice cream in one bite, as if venting his anger.
"Good ice!" He didn't care about tasting the delicious ice cream. All he could feel now was the sudden excitement. The young man frowned and grinned, "Did you just eat half of this thing in one bite?"
Qin Qianbai stuffed the last remaining piece of the cone into his mouth.
Bah, bah, bah.
"You lost, Ace. In this invisible and cruel ice cream battle."
"I don't remember when I signed up for such a boring confrontation."
"How dare you speak disrespectfully, and God will curse you beyond ice cream."
"You're already a freshman, please don't take those urban legends spread among high school students seriously."
He adjusted his glasses and carefully licked the green ice cream: "Back to the topic, I just wanted to do an experiment."
People no longer looked at her strangely, probably because Miss Qin finally returned to her normal standing posture.
Thank God.
They walked to the intersection and waited for the light to change.
"Experiment on whether we eat your lunch early."
A car drove past, followed by a company of up to 10 biochemical carriages.
The horses pulling the cart all had red eyes, breathing heavily, and there were green loops on their bodies.
It is said that this new type of cloned horse improved by the Cecil Laboratory of Central Union University has "the energy utilization rate far exceeding that of a gasoline engine". The breeding process is clean, environmentally friendly and humane, and the price is only "limited to the current slightly higher cost." ... Frankly speaking, Gongsun Ce scoffed at this piece of propaganda. Any ordinary citizen with common sense would call the police if they saw this. What on earth do those crazy guys who pretend to be scholars and scientists think of this place?
"No, it's an experiment about dreams...an experiment about nightmares."
"As expected. I used to hear you say, 'I had the same nightmare again yesterday' when we met in the morning. I rarely see you having this dream during the day. Has that dream changed?"
The content of the dream did not change.
Everything is the same as what he experienced three years ago.
After all, it couldn't be called a dream.
Dreams are illusory and hazy, and are fantasies made up based on all the realistic information in the brain.
And what he saw in his sleep were fragments of memory. It was a part of the events I experienced three years ago that left a deep and unforgettable impression.
Gongsun Ce carefully thought about how much information he should reveal.
He never told his friends the specific content of the dream. This is not out of suspicion or deliberate reservation, simply because sometimes it is better for everyone to know less.
The carriage company passed and the signal light turned green.
Halfway across the zebra crossing, the young man said after careful consideration: "The dream itself has not changed. The content has not changed, and so have the characters. Everything is the same as before. Because the content of my nightmare is just a reappearance of past memories. , it’s just a memory that I don’t want to think of. The change that worries me is not the content of the dream, but the frequency of the dream. Based on past experience, as long as you don’t specifically think about the past, the number of occurrences of this dream is very small. About once or twice a month. But..."
The two walked across the street. It's about 10 minutes' walk from the apartment area.
"I understand, this dream has appeared more often recently. I guess according to your personality, you should have tried various methods repeatedly, maybe even used the hypnosis techniques in the third-party magazines, trying every method Empty your mind, but still welcome the nightmare."
Qin Qianbai quickly surpassed him by half a body, then turned 180 degrees and started walking backwards.
Can this guy walk properly?
By the way, did you mention any interesting words just now? What does Xiasanlan magazine refer to?
"That's why I'm anxious, that's why I'm reckless, and I did such a reckless and nonsensical experiment like falling asleep unprepared in a crowded fast food restaurant, which is completely unlike you. It's also because I hope to survive in this special environment. , that dream can never appear again."
There was still a little bit of matcha-flavored ice cream left, so he ate it in one bite.
He let go of his hand and controlled the cone to float in the air, while the girl's eyes moved up and down.
Gongsun Ce sighed and leaned against the wall: "I hope you can call it a bold attempt. As you said, I failed. It seems that memory will not obey people's instructions and will always change when it is not expected. The occasion came out of my mind."
"Look, look, this is a kind expression that implicitly expresses concern. How frequent are nightmares now?"
Where is the obscurity and where is the intimacy.
"It increased to once a week half a year ago, and then gradually intensified, and from this week it became once a day."
"As a physics student, I use my professional knowledge to recommend that you see a psychiatrist now."
"Thank you for your advice as a common sense person who has nothing to do with your own profession. I will find a way to deal with it."
Click click click.
He bit into the cone like he was venting his anger.
He was ready to end the topic, but Qin Qianbai was still standing there, seemingly with no intention of moving away.
The black-haired girl tilted her head and looked directly into his eyes.
"I know a very good expert who might be able to help... What was the content of that dream? Don't answer if you find it troublesome."
Did you ask about the content? It’s really strange.
I have known her for a while.
Among the four people who had dinner at the fast food restaurant, he and Qin Qianbai got to know each other the earliest. He believes that his understanding of each other should be the deepest among the four.
In the eyes of outsiders, the four of them should be close friends, and this is indeed the case. Even such a good friend didn't ask too much about the details. This may be unbelievable to everyone outside, but it is quite common in this place.
Whether it's a person with abilities or a person without abilities, everyone in the Sky City can understand and agree with this approach.
"It's not a big deal. I agreed in advance that you are not allowed to laugh after hearing this."
"I guarantee 99% of the time I won't laugh."
"Please don't leave 1% insurance space at this time. To put it bluntly, this is what it is, and it is a tragedy that every teenager may experience... One day in the past, I was writing a very important letter. A letter about personal emotions that is sincere and infused with true feelings.”
"Uh-huh."
"I had just finished taking a shower and was only wearing a bath towel. Halfway through writing, I felt that I couldn't express my words and wanted to find some reference materials. When I turned on the computer and looked for materials, I accidentally clicked on a pornographic comic."
Qin Qianbai nodded slowly.
"It's so careless."
"really."
"Too careless."
"Is such that."
"It's really, really..."
"Okay, listen to me! Anyway, at the moment I accidentally opened it, someone pushed the door open and had the best view of me, wearing only a bath towel and holding paper and pen in my hand, and the people on the screen. A double-page close-up. The scream and the series of accidents that followed are my unforgettable memories."
Qin Qianbai raised the corners of her mouth with both hands.
"Hahaha, hahahaha, hahahahaha!"
"We agreed not to laugh!"
This guy……!
She clapped seriously.
"Awesome, you exceeded the 1% probability."
"Don't use the passionate lines in the final battle of this super robot animation to justify your rude behavior."
"Look, look, this is an expression that mocks you for bringing it upon yourself."
"Okay, if you want to fight, we'll start now."
A fight in which only one party has the will to fight cannot be established, so Gongsun Ce's declaration has no effect.
The girl stepped forward and pointed to the fork on the right: "I have to work these two days, so I'll leave first. The public order is not good these days at night, so please pay attention."
"Thank you for your concern, please be careful."
Qin Qianbai's back disappeared from his sight.
He stood there for a while, until he could no longer see her shadow, and then he moved again.
Was that clumsy lie discovered, or did he get away with it?
He didn't care, and he didn't think the other party would care either.
What matters is not the content of the words but the attitude expressed in them.
They had known each other for a long time, but neither he nor Shigure nor Caldesia had ever asked the girl why she was expressionless.
On the way home, Gongsun Ce smiled bitterly.
That's too bad. Is this still a friend?
But sometimes this is the way to go. Just because we are friends, we don’t want to get others into trouble because of ourselves.
vice versa.
When will he be able to ask the other party this question?
While questioning his own heart, the young man walked towards the apartment.
The time now is 4:30 pm.
About five minutes later, a scream rang out from the door of a certain apartment building.
