2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

eat?

This word made Bai Yongning stiffen slightly, and he changed his sitting position unnaturally.

"Of course, this is just a feeling, it doesn't mean that I actually ate it." Yan Muyun chuckled.

This smile made Professor Bai's eyes look a little strange, but he didn't show it, he just nodded and smiled together.

Cultivating a person with superpowers who can swallow alien abilities is a risky move. No one knows whether he can be called a "human" again in the end.

Fortunately, when the academy decided to accept him, it prepared many plans in advance... I hope these plans will never be used in the future.

"Professor Bai, if I have nothing else to do, I'll leave first." Yan Muyun stood up from the sofa.

"Okay." Professor Bai smiled and nodded.

After leaving the Scientific Research Department, Yan Muyun took the school bus to the affiliated hospital of Chenjing College. He came to visit the little boy who was sent to the intensive care unit here last night, the real Wu Bai.

Pushing open the door of the ward, the thin figure sitting on the bed was looking out the window blankly, not knowing what he was thinking, as if he didn't notice anyone coming in at all.

There are some fruits and milk on the table, probably left by several other students who came to visit, but they have not been opened yet.

"Monitor?" he called.

The little boy's body froze for a moment, then he slowly turned his head, with a smile on his pale and dry face: "You're here."

His appearance showed that he was only eight years old, but the tired look between his eyebrows was like that of an old man in his twilight years, with almost no vitality or vitality.

"How are you feeling now? Is there any discomfort?" Yan Muyun pulled a chair from the side and sat down, asking with a smile.

The little boy showed a wry smile: "Others are okay, but the food is a bit too light. I really want barbecue and spicy hot pot, but the nurse only gave me pumpkin porridge and fruit... and this."

He raised his chin to indicate the bottle on his head.

Yan Muyun consoled him, "If you rest for a few more days, you will be able to eat delicious food and drink spicy food sooner or later."

"Um......"

The little boy didn't seem to hear what he said at all. He was in a daze for a long time before slowly turning his head to look at him: "Tell me, can I still change back?"

Yan Muyun said very confidently: "There will definitely be a way. There are so many weird powers in the world, I don't believe there is no way to get you back to your original body."

"Yes." The little boy's eyes regained some sparkle: "I heard them say that I was completely cold at first, but you used some method to bring me back to life. You can do things like bringing the dead back to life. , it will definitely not be difficult for me to return to my original body."

"That's not true." Yan Muyun grinned.

"You saved me twice... It was you who first discovered that 'I' was not the original me, and it was you who pulled me back from the hands of death." The little boy looked at him with complicated eyes: "I have some I dare not say 'thank you' to you because it feels too cheap."

"Hey, why are you thinking so much? Aren't you always helping me when I was in bad shape at the beginning? Wei Min told me about the time when I drooled on your clothes." Yan Muyun deliberately mentioned his embarrassing incident, trying to lighten the atmosphere, but the effect didn't look good.

He cleared his throat: "Anyone would take action if something like this happens. I just did what I could. Don't think so much. What you have to do now is to take a good rest and come back to class as soon as you recover. Our class can't There is no monitor.”

"I probably won't go back."

"What?" Yan Muyun raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I may not go back." The little boy looked away and looked out the window again, his voice very soft: "I want to go home."

"Yes, you do need to rest for some time..."

"No, you don't understand." The little boy took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "I don't think I will come back again."

Yan Muyun said nothing because he didn't know what to say.

The little boy looked back at him and smiled: "I just told you this decision. I hope you don't tell them for now, otherwise it will be very troublesome later."

"Can you tell me why?"

"Because I'm afraid, I'm afraid."

The thin little hands exposed outside the quilt unconsciously balled up the sheets. You could see the little boy's excitement, but his voice remained as calm as possible: "Have you ever seen an awakened person who is afraid of his own powers? "

His tone was full of self-deprecation: "Doesn't it sound ridiculous?"

Yan Muyun pursed his lips slightly and did not answer this question that had no suitable answer at all.

"Pure white space, full of glass and mirrors, and you are floating in the center, unable to move at all no matter what method you use. Every time you accidentally see yourself in the mirror, you can only see a face with horror written on it. And the helpless little kid... Time has no meaning there, and there is always the same scene in front of me. It's strange, I have been awakened for four years, and after watching this scene for four years, I thought I was already there. I got used to it... But when I was really trapped there, with no hope of escape and no way of communicating with the outside world, I suddenly realized that I had been wrong all along, and it was so wrong... ....”

The little boy's body was trembling slightly, the pupils of his eyes were constricted, and his voice was intermittent:

"I was originally proud of my powers. I regarded the world in the mirror as my secret base. Even the gods could not interfere with the things in it. In there, I was the god... I could see from the mirror Inside, in the glass, in the smooth tiles, I see many secrets, many, many secrets... For example, the girl I like calls the name of the star I like under the quilt... For example, the sister upstairs in my house likes to wear Something special is walking around the house, like a teacher in a junior high school..."

"I pretend to be serious during the day, complete my homework strictly, study hard, and become a good kid in everyone's eyes. In this way, no one will doubt the things I do... No one will believe that a person with both good character and academic performance will Yu's children will appear behind their windows at night, watching what they say and do in the private space where they think they are safe..."

Yan Muyun listened quietly, but his head was lowered and his eyes were staring straight at the floor. He felt that his face was a little stiff, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and his whole body was in pain like ants crawling.

"I like this sense of mastery, this sense of being able to peek into everything and master everything... But when I lost the ability to travel freely in that world, I found that I became so pathetic, so pitiful, so Ridiculous, so shameful...so worthless. I'm afraid, I'm so afraid that one day in the future I will suddenly find myself unable to do anything after entering, trapped inside again, and forgotten by everyone in the world. .....”

"I'm so scared...I'm so scared...I'm so scared..."

"Wu Bai." Yan Muyun grabbed the shoulder of the boy who kept mumbling, shook it slightly, and said in a slightly louder voice: "Wu Bai."

The little boy shuddered suddenly, as if waking up from a nightmare, and a thin bead of sweat appeared on his forehead.

His eyes were wide open, as if the eyeballs were about to bulge out from inside, and he stared at Yan Muyun without blinking.

"I won't tell anyone." Yan Muyun didn't dare to stay any longer, so he just comforted him a little and stood up slowly. He could see that the other party's spirit was on the verge of collapse, and he was afraid that if he was stimulated even slightly, he would completely lose his mind.

The little boy slowly turned his head and looked out the window lifelessly, just like at the beginning.

Yan Muyun gave him a complicated look one last time, turned around and walked out of the ward.