The symphony flowing in his mind moistened his heart. Looking at Song Zhuxuan, whose eyes were constantly flashing, he temporarily forgot his worries and suddenly felt that life was really simple. If you think about pleasant things every day, there should be more pleasant moments in your bad life. Thinking of this, Zheng Yucheng held the armrest tightly. But his steps are not as light as his mind. The occasional secular words from Pei Kemian's mouth will constantly confuse his mind and heart. "We are all the most miserable migrant workers. Song Zhuxuan is the daughter of the chairman of TVA Group. What are you kidding about?"
"Yeah, how can you deprive Zhuxuan of all his freedom with just a CD? I am not a man with superb skills, I am just the man with the worst conduct in the world."
Looking out from the subway, the scenery along the way is always the same, with low buildings, waterwheels and gray-black trees. In particular, the low-lying black-tiled and gray house lying in the ridges of the fields looks a bit like a doghouse at first glance. The boundless green and yellow fields are covered with white clouds and blue sky. The originally fresh and pleasant scenery seemed to Zheng Yucheng, who was restless, like a kind of empty suffocation. If the iron on the ground suddenly stopped at this time, there would be an illusion that there was no way out whether going forward or backward.
"About 1 billion light-years away from us, there is a Seyfert galaxy called G211+143. The core of this galaxy is extremely bright, and there are often some abnormal emission lines and obvious cores, and the core has A phenomenon of violent activity. The most special thing is that its material falls directly into the black hole, with no gas rotation and no trace of the star being pulled by the strong gravity."
The man strode over, groping for the empty handle freely. The people who kept dodging to both sides smiled slyly at his back and sighed deeply in a sour tone.
"A rotating disk will also be formed inside the black hole. In this way, time and space will crack to create a wormhole. Now the wormhole has begun to grow a little bit larger. When the approaching matter is finally swallowed up, gravity will It will reach the maximum value, and we can go back to the past through that wormhole."
Zheng Yucheng was completely curious about what the man said, but this time he chose to remain silent, and the man's eyes returned to the people around him. At the same time, the slender Zheng Yucheng, who was wearing a brand new suit, was watching him along the light reflected on the glass. To Yucheng's surprise, this man was unkempt and ragged. Wherever he went, everyone covered their noses and backed away. Just so, Yu Cheng's eager curiosity did not last long.
"Timing, remember timing is always the most important."
Yucheng obviously didn't take the man's frankness seriously. Instead, there was a hint of contemptuous mockery in the corner of his mouth like the others.
"How come there are so many crazy people recently! You really don't know how to take care of them!" As long as he is not deaf, it is impossible not to hear, but the man still calmly greets everyone around him.
"Especially when you see the dark red color like snake skin on the moon. You must..."
Everyone stared at the strange man as he walked up to Yucheng. Yucheng was familiar with the ins and outs of what the man said. But for the sake of face, he had to pretend he didn't see anything and tried his best to avoid the man's gaze.
Following a violent jolt, the man suddenly collapsed heavily on the ground, then muttered to himself like an idiot and was immersed in the endless rotation. His body shook so hard that his head almost hit the empty seat beside him. He seemed to hear a low cry for help. Zheng Yucheng, who was pretending to take a nap around the hand, quickly ran over to support him.
"Uncle, stand up and grab this handle."
Under the gaze of everyone with their eyes wide open and their mouths open in shock, Zheng Yucheng helped the man to his side and put his hand on the handle that he had just grasped.
Far from being grateful, the man shook the shiny handle vigorously. Zheng Yucheng suddenly thought of something again, and then he started rummaging around in his backpack like crazy, wondering where the wallet he always carried with him had gone. Yucheng simply turned his backpack upside down and shook it off again. Except for the shredded tissue, he still couldn't find a coin. He had no time to make excuses for his stupid behavior. Just when Zheng Yucheng turned his back in fear. When facing the man, he suddenly stretched out a hand from behind. Yucheng turned his face sideways, and the man just put his mouth to Yucheng's ear and whispered.
"The material that is getting closer will eventually be swallowed up, and the gravity will reach the maximum..."
Before Zheng Yucheng came to his senses, the man had already thrown two coins to him. Yu Cheng took it in a daze, then raised his head and stared at the man wrapping his eyes around the handle to relax.
"What the hell! Isn't this a two-yuan coin that can no longer be seen in the world?" After slowly spreading his palms, Zheng Yucheng's expression suddenly changed. At this moment, he was so embarrassed that he almost wanted to find a hole in the ground.
"Remember, we can go back to the past through that wormhole tonight."
Yucheng didn't have time to pay attention to the whispers of those around him. Just when he mustered up the courage to step forward and ask, the car door opened and the man simply walked out gracefully.
"Forget it, keep it, this thing is very rare now." Yu Cheng silently stared at the man's back and sighed with disappointment.
"Can you please give me a score for this service?", "Thank you, I wish you a happy life!" After the last customer left, Yucheng could finally collapse on the workstation as a matter of course, and fell into this Or in such random thoughts. "He said that he can go back to the past through that wormhole tonight, is he serious?" After hesitating for a moment, Zheng Yucheng struggled to sit up, brighten the screen of his mobile phone, and his eyes gradually turned red looking at the photo of his son and daughter.
"It's all nonsense. I'm starting to believe what a lunatic says. I'm really drunk."
Just when Zheng Yucheng put his backpack on his head and prepared to fall asleep happily. Shin Zhenghuan gritted his teeth and pushed open the half-open door and quickly found the switch. With the sound of lights turning on, everyone in the huge office looked up one after another.
"Director Shen, Director Shen, you are back. The father of Agent Zhao from the loan team just passed away. He said he was preparing for a funeral tomorrow, so he left early." After a minute of silence, Zhou Mingyao said eagerly while moving his steps. Walking towards Shen Zhenghuan.
"Here, Agent Zhao's father must be young. Is he suffering from some emergency?" Shen Zhenghuan hurriedly turned off the light, then looked at Zhou Mingyao, took out his backpack from the desk drawer, and threw it to on the desktop.
"According to common sense, as my direct supervisor, I should go to Agent Zhao's house to say hello. However, there are also sacrifices at my wife's house. I am really overwhelmed and unable to do what I want."
With trembling hands, Shen Zhenghuan took a handful of banknotes from a stack and handed it into Zhou Mingyao's hand.
"Director Shen, I really don't have time to run errands for you! What should I do? My father is not feeling well, and my mother asked me to go home quickly. If I hadn't seen you right away, I would have asked someone to take leave like Agent Zhao. .”
Shen Zhenghuan stood blankly, his eyes staring at Zhou Mingyao noncommittally.
"But your home is the only one closest to Agent Zhao in the entire unit. Can you squeeze in some time?"
Shen Zhenghuan shook his head hurriedly, and then asked in a small voice.
"Director Shen, but Agent Zhao's funeral was held in the northern suburbs of Anseong. It's like the opposite of our home."
"Then what should I do?"
Seeing Shen Zhenghuan open his mouth as wide as possible, Zhou Mingyao's face was livid and his breathing was a little difficult.
"The key is, who else can go for me now? By the way, Supervisor Sun Meiyu! Sister Meiyu, Agent Zhao usually has the best relationship with you, otherwise as a good friend, you go..."
Seeing Shen Zhenghuan leaning on her workstation with a smile, Sun Meiyu's eyebrows were itching like worms. Before the other party could finish speaking, she quickly pushed the document she was reviewing aside, as if she was afraid of being snatched by others. He struggled to pull the car keys out of the pen holder as if it were a birthday gift.
"Look at my memory. I asked several friends for help to make an appointment at the beauty salon. Counting the time, I have to leave now."
Before she finished speaking, Sun Meiyu hurried to the door, and Huizhen, who had always been friends with her, was sitting on the sofa in a daze. Sun Meiyu stamped her feet and yelled at the top of her lungs: "What are you doing? Why don't you leave quickly? It's hard to get an appointment."
Huizhen bit her lip tightly, quickly put a full cup of hot coffee that she had just brewed in her hand on the table, and then hurried towards the door.
"Who else in the loan team and financial management team can..." Maintaining the same posture as when he saw off Sun Meiyu, Shen Zhenghuan seemed to have been hit by a hammer. Then, he began to look around with a livid face, still sitting at his desk. colleague.
"That friend of mine has opened a new snack bar, and I'm going to help attract business."
"Today is my husband and I's wedding anniversary. Wouldn't it be better to put red and white things together?"
Shen Zhenghuan stared at the two women who told lies. He was angry in his heart, but he couldn't get angry easily.
"Brother Zhenghuan, I won't go. I'm not familiar with everyone, especially Agent Zhao. We haven't even said hello!" Jin Zhiyuan rashly picked a reason to insert the knife into her words. Originally, she did whatever she wanted. Her style was already unacceptable. Looking at her with her eyes lowered on the mobile game, Shen Zhenghuan was even more angry and speechless.
An unpleasant silence filled the entire hall. Zheng Yucheng, who still could not wake up from his daydream, waved his arms, trying to take back what was taken away by fate.
Seeing that Zheng Yucheng did not stop in the middle, Shen Zhenghuan showed a smile with ulterior motives, and even the corners of his eyes were much happier with a few wrinkles. He jumped in front of Zheng Yucheng, grabbed Zheng Yucheng's wrist tightly, and stopped him in place.
"Agent Zheng Yucheng, thank you very much. Please go run for me. The rest of you should go home from get off work."
Shen Zhenghuan, who buried his smile in his heart, could clearly see that Yucheng was distracted, but his handling method was very correct, because Zheng Yucheng was the kind of man who spoke completely different words in his heart than in his brain. Even if he is forced to do something without knowing what he is doing, it doesn't matter at all.
