Ruyizhai

After Jack Montgomery's speech in the Simon Lord's special exhibition area, Wu Xingchen hurriedly left the exhibition area.He and the staff of the museum took a leave of absence and rushed to the clinic to see the emergency department.In the middle of the speech, he had a severe headache. On the way to the clinic, he even developed symptoms of shortness of breath, chest tightness, cold hands and feet accompanied by slight trembling. When he arrived at the clinic, he registered his identity at the front desk and selected "Today's consultation topic" , Wu Xingchen clutched his chest, resisting the discomfort, browsed through all the themes, and asked the nurse at the front desk: "Excuse me, are you updating and improving the ocean theme here?"

The nurse looked at him with a smile: "Mr. Wu, all the themes of the clinic are tailor-made for you, aiming to provide you with a comfortable consultation environment at home, and help you regain the balance of physical and mental health."

Wu Xingchen took two deep breaths, he was short of breath and couldn't speak, and his vision became more and more blurred. Every word in the theme selection interface on the electronic display screen in front of him looked like a dancing villain. Unable to recognize their original appearance, Wu Xingchen managed to recognize the characters "Tui" and "Title" among the group of villains, knocked on them twice, and said intermittently: "Thank you, then, then ... Let's recommend it today..."

He didn't see clearly what was displayed after the colon of the word "题", and he didn't want to care about it anymore. He held his forehead, rubbed his temples over and over, and followed the nurse into the doctor's office.

The male doctor with a friendly smile and an amiable attitude asked him to sit down on a sofa chair.Wu Xingchen sat down, let out a long breath, and then took a quick breath.

The male doctor said, "Mr. Wu, you can lie down."

When Wu Xingchen heard this, he tilted and lay flat on the sofa chair. Now he felt a lot more comfortable and regained the rhythm of his breathing.With his hands resting on his lower abdomen, he had enough strength to speak a coherent sentence in the gap between breaths.

He asked the male doctor: "Doctor, is this caused by the continuous shuttle travel last month, which did not effectively adjust the space jet difference?"

The male doctor said: "According to the health records uploaded by your terminal, in the last 30 days, you have indeed made two long-distance shuttle trips within twelve hours, which will indeed cause a considerable degree of discomfort."

The male doctor added: "You can unbutton the top two buttons of your shirt, which will allow you to breathe more easily."

Wu Xingchen did as he did, and indeed his breathing became smoother.

The male doctor asked: "So, you wanted to choose the ocean theme just now, didn't you? Is there any reason for you not to choose the theme recommended today?"

Wu Xingchen said: "No, no, it's just that if there is an ocean theme...the last time I came here was the ocean theme, I just want to get back the feeling at that time."

"Could you please describe in detail 'how it felt'?"

"It refers to the feeling of being much healthier than now." Wu Xingchen explained.

The male doctor smiled and nodded, and said, "Would you mind having some music? Music is a good medicine for curing various physical symptoms. The latest research shows that Beethoven's symphony suites can cure 80.00% of hysteria and mania. .”

So, let's play the song "Let It Be" now.

Wu Xingchen asked: "What kind of song is this..."

The male doctor smiled and said: "Haha, of course this is not Beethoven, you are not so sick, please don't enjoy Mozart, Paganini, Wagner outside the clinic without the guidance of doctors and nurses." And Glinka, just in case, the clinic will add this advice to your terminal notes."

Wu Xingchen nodded: "Understood."

The male doctor said: "So, for you, the theme of the consultation does not have to be the theme of the ocean, but the theme of the ocean will remind you of a healthy physical condition?"

"Yes."

"Understood. According to your situation, this is a reasonable guess, Mr. Wu," said the male doctor, "Now, take a deep breath." He instructed Wu Xingchen, "Try to relax your body, take a breath, and lift from the bottom of your feet." Take this breath, does it reach your stomach? Feel it? Now, don’t relax, but relax, now, does this breath reach your throat? Now, exhale this breath.”

Wu Xingchen let out a breath. "How does it feel?"

"Not bad." Wu Xingchen said.He relaxed his body, but did not relax completely. He stared at the blue sky above the clinic. His eyesight returned to normal. A shepherd boy sits on a stone and makes grasshoppers out of grass.

"Now, describe your symptoms," said the male doctor.

Wu Xingchen said: "Headache, shortness of breath, chest tightness, and cold hands and feet, accompanied by a slight trembling." He glanced at the male doctor and said: "I heard that people who suffer from hysteria and mania can't feel physical pain." This changes."

The male doctor said: "Yes, because they have lost control of their bodies, they cannot perceive anything that happens to them."

The expression of the male doctor revealed moving sympathy and pain.Wu Xingchen also said with emotion: "It's really miserable, it's really hopeless."

The male doctor smiled and said, "According to your recent working hours and work content analysis, you have produced a large number of old human history manuscripts in a short period of time."

Wu Xingchen said, "Yes."

The male doctor said: "It can be confirmed now. You have been working at the desk for too long, and the workload on the old human characters is too large, which has caused an excessive load on your own character recognition system, which directly affects the internal organs of the body. Organs, including the operation of the brain, in general, this is the stress response of your body due to external stimuli, the indicators sent from the terminal can draw the following conclusions, the hormone levels in your body are out of coordination, physical and mental The balance is off."

Wu Xingchen suddenly realized: "This is similar to the principle of returning home."

"It can be said," said the male doctor, "however, the returning home syndrome is because the new humans are the continuation of the old humans based on the earth. Their genes already have a deep love for the earth, and they return to the earth." , awakened their genetic memory, which belongs to genetic system incoordination, and your condition is an incoordination caused by external causes, but the symptoms of the two are indeed very similar."

Wu Xingchen said, "It's like..."

"Like what? What kind of analogy do you want to make? Is it the analogy you have seen in the historical manuscripts of old humans?"

Wu Xingchen shook his head, and continued: "Doctor, sometimes do you have a feeling that everyone has a shell, and everyone lives in this shell."

He frowned in confusion, and looked at the male doctor: "Doctor, is this conclusion based on the accumulation of daily life normal and reasonable?"

The male doctor smiled and said: "Don't worry, your conjecture is very common and normal. After all, with the nature of your work, your thoughts need to shuttle between the old human civilization and the new human civilization frequently, just like frequently Shuttle travel, shuttle travel still needs to adjust the jet lag to let the body adapt, and your soul also needs you to adjust the jet lag. Shuttle for thousands of years at every turn, the soul is easy to get tired. Please rest assured that your disease is in the museum identification department, It often happens among members of the archaeological department, as long as you rest properly, in layman's terms, adjust the jet lag of your soul, and you will recover your health."

Wu Xingchen said: "So that's the case." He asked, "Then what is your suggestion?"

The male doctor said: "It is recommended that you suspend all the work at hand before you fully regain your physical and mental balance, and join the alliance's suspension protection plan. You can rest assured that all aspects of your life will receive the most comprehensive care during your vacation. Everything is For your long-term health."

Wu Xingchen sat up, pinching his brows.The male doctor said: "A medical report and an application to join the Union Suspension Protection Plan have been sent to your workplace and Union Social Services."

Wu Xingchen also received a backup report. Not long after the report was sent out, he received a reply from the museum and the social service office. The holiday was approved. He has joined the suspension protection plan, and the museum position will be reserved for him indefinitely , all expenditures during this period will be borne by the social service department.

The male doctor asked him: "How are you feeling now?"

Wu Xingchen said, "The headache has eased."

So, now continue to play the song "Let It Be".

The male doctor said: "During the suspension period, you can properly develop a hobby, such as making wooden chairs, such as playing the violin. Work is your profession and should not let it affect your life. Do you support this statement?"

Wu Xingchen nodded: "Support."

The male doctor said: "It is recommended that you adjust the text size of the terminal to NO.11 and use Arial, which will make your eyes much more comfortable."

Wu Xingchen said: "The terminal font is already NO.11 Arial."

The male doctor nodded and smiled: "Then please keep it up. It is recommended that you use the voice mode appropriately in the near future. In consideration of the impact on others, it is recommended that you do not use the voice mode in places with second people. Therefore, it is recommended that you stay at home more For celibacy, it is recommended that you have a follow-up visit every three days, and set the terminal's 'send health report' to be sent every hour, so that the clinic can track your status at any time."

Wu Xingchen immediately reset the terminal according to the doctor's advice.

So, now, "Let It Be" ends.

Wu Xingchen thanked the doctor and left the clinic.His newest special car was already waiting at the gate of the clinic, and the latest function of the aroma circulation system on the special car was in operation, and he smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms.Wu Xingchen turned on the voice mode, and the black cat on the special car asked him: "Where is the destination set? Need the latest news for you? Meow!"

Wu Xingchen said, "Go home."

Drive to Istanbul.

It was raining in Istanbul, the rain was heavy, the car stopped, the door opened, Wu Xingchen looked out, the black cat jumped on his lap, patted the back of his hand, pointed under the car seat and said: "There is an umbrella here Oh meow."

Wu Xingchen didn't move, looked at the rain outside the car again, and said, "Change the destination, Boulevard Raspail, [-]th arrondissement of Paris."

The car door was closed, and the black cat asked, "What's the specific house number?"

Wu Xingchen leaned back on the seat and just said, "Let's go there first."

"Meow! Let's go! Please relax in the car! Physical health is the top priority. The Alliance pays attention to the physical and mental health of every Union citizen, and every Union citizen should devote himself to work and Oh life! Meow!"

Wu Xingchen closed his eyes.It was strange that when it rained he suddenly wanted to go to Paris, to the Boulevard Raspail.It didn't rain when he first went there, it was very sunny, how could he have such an association?

I don't know what Paris looks like in the rain, and I don't know how the repair of the glass window in Ruyizhai's antique shop is going. Will Ruyizhai be in the store?

Chopin's Waltz sounded in the car.

Wu Xingchen couldn't think anymore, his thoughts were surrounded and wrapped up by the flowing notes.He fell asleep.When he woke up, the special car had arrived at Raspail Avenue, and he said, "Go to No. 261."

As the special car drove forward, Wu Xingchen turned off the meditation mode and looked out the window.It was also raining in Paris, drizzle, and when he got to gate 261, he got out of the car without an umbrella.The special car drove away, and the window of No. 261 was still the same, with four blackened wooden frames surrounding a "window" without glass.The antique shop was still so dark that it was impossible to see what was inside when standing outside. Standing outside, Wu Xingchen felt that the whole shop was like an eye socket without eyeballs, or a dark cave.The cave stared at him.

"anyone there?"

"Ruyi Zhai?"

Wu Xingchen yelled twice.

nobody.No one answered.

Wu Xingchen wanted to leave, but then thought of the last time he visited, there was no one answering the door, and there seemed to be no one in the store, but suddenly he was brought into the store by Ruyizhai, and Wu Xingchen stood leaning against the window , waited, waited.The rain was still falling, and from time to time a drop or two of raindrops leaked through the dense branches and leaves above his head and fell on him. Wu Xingchen was still waiting, he opened the terminal, and just glanced at it, his head hurt again, Wu Xingchen Look around, there is no second person around.He clicked on the voice mode of the terminal, turned the volume to the minimum, and listened to the news.

The sound of the news broadcast mixed with the sound of rain drilled into his ears.

“富兰克林保守党议员罗伯特·福斯及其伴侣政客夫人劳拉·玛丽·冈萨雷斯于地球西区时间3050年03月03日清晨06时00分于德州公路二段乘坐烈马专车发生车祸，意外身亡……”

"what are you doing?"

I just heard the news here, and Ruyizhai's voice mixed in. Wu Xingchen looked up and saw Ruyizhai standing in front of him, holding a black umbrella, his face was wet, and his hair was a little wet, as if he had acted of a mermaid.The news continues: "It is reported that the destination of the two people's trip is the Homecoming Sanatorium in Paris, Texas. The purpose of the trip is to visit Robert Foss' brother..."

Ruyizhai raised an eyebrow and looked at Wu Xingchen: "You purposely came here to listen to the news while soaking in the rain?"

Wu Xingchen wanted to speak, but a hiccup sound came out of his mouth first, he hurriedly turned off the news and the voice mode, flustered all over, and stammered: "No, just came out of the clinic, the doctor It is recommended to suspend the job, and to use the voice mode properly in normal times, and..."

Ruyizhai waved his hand: "You get to the point," he pointed at the antique shop, "Why, you lost your job in the museum and plan to come to my part-time job?"

"I haven't lost my job, but I have to wait for my body to recover before I can go back to work." Wu Xingchen said.

Ruyizhai looked him up and said, "I think you're quite healthy, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Xingchen said: "The hormones in the body are not coordinated, and if it is serious, it will cause homecoming syndrome."

Ruyizhai rolled his eyes: "When the new humans arrive on the earth, any headache and brain fever are homecoming symptoms. When the new humans are on K star, nausea, nausea, dizziness and chills are all hysteria and madness. Did you know that 1000 How many tricks could human beings produce when they were sick a few years ago?"

Wu Xingchen said: "The reduction in the types of diseases represents the progress of modern medicine."

Ruyizhai yawned, and stepped into the store through the window, holding an umbrella.Wu Xingchen pulled the wooden door frame and looked in, looked at him, and said, "I don't know what happened, but I came here without knowing it..."

Ruyizhai turned around and walked back in front of him, he motioned for Wu Xingchen to extend his hand.Wu Xingchen didn't move, and asked him, "What are you doing?"

Without saying a word, Ruyi Zhai grabbed his right hand, palm up, spread his hand, and wrote in the palm of his hand.He wrote four characters, one word, which Wu Xingchen recognized.Ruyizhai read them out: "The lost dog." He looked up at Wu Xingchen: "Do you know this word?"

Wu Xingchen said: "Of course I know, it means a homeless dog."

Ruyizhai smiled and said, "A long time ago, it had other meanings. It could also refer to homeless people, people with nowhere to go."

Wu Xingchen was dubious: "Really?"

Ruyizhai touched his hand and patted his face: "Wu Xingchen, you were quite cute when you were like a stray dog."

He walked into the store again, Wu Xingchen touched the face he had patted, and stretched his neck to look at him.Ruyizhai said, "Come in."

Wu Xingchen walked into the antique shop, and only then did he understand why Ruyizhai had to hold an umbrella in the shop. The ceiling of the antique shop was leaky, and the rain kept leaking. Behind the counter was even more exaggerated. There was a big hole in the roof. There are a few dead branches on the outside of the hole, the walls around are dark, and a pungent burnt smell surrounds the room.Wu Xingchen coughed twice, and asked, "Has there been a fire here?"

Ruyizhai didn't answer, but bent down to pick up a hardcover book on the ground, brushed off the dust on it, and handed it to Wu Xingchen: "I've given it to you."

"This is..." Wu Xingchen took the book and opened it. It was the "Chinese Dictionary" published in 2340.

Ruyizhai sighed, and said: "When I came back from New York that day, the whole store was burned down, and there was nothing left in the store. You can take whatever you like. There is no way to do business anyway."

Wu Xingchen hurriedly asked: "Will the insurance company compensate for the loss? Are you insured? All regular operators..." He lowered his voice as he spoke, and stopped talking, just looking at Ruyizhai .Ruyi Zhai said: "At first, I hoped to sell a few reprinted diaries to make money, but that great writer is really ruthless, he really burned the whole store down."

Ruyizhai sat down among a pile of blackened books, lit a cigarette, and sighed: "Look, the house leaks and it rains all night."

He lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, and said pitifully, "Light a lamp..."

Wu Xingchen found an oil lamp, Ruyizhai threw him a box of matches, Wu Xingchen lit the lamp and put it on the ground.The interior looked darker and more lifeless, and the yellow light of the oil lamp only made the surroundings look warmer.

"That notebook, you pick it up and open it." Ruyizhai pointed to a black-covered notebook at Wu Xingchen's feet.It was a book of parchment.A solid parchment book.

"Here, there's still a quill over there." Ruyizhai pointed to a quill inserted into an ink bottle at the top of the cabinet. The quill was covered with dust. Wu Xingchen blew away the dust and held the pen in one hand , with a notebook in one hand, Ruyizhai said: "You write..."

Wu Xingchen looked at Ruyizhai, confused: "What to write?"

Ruyizhai leaned sideways, smoking a cigarette, seemed to be caught in a certain memory, and said faintly: "In [-], after I obtained a doctorate in medicine from the University of London, I went to Netley to study the required courses for military doctors. ..."

After Wu Xingchen finished writing this sentence, he looked up at Ruyizhai, doubtful: "You are a doctor of medicine, born in [-]..."

Ruyizhai also looked at him, just looked at him, without blinking, with a slight smile on his eyes: "My story is very long, if I start from my birth, it may have to be told a lot night."

Wu Xingchen said: "Isn't it convenient to be here?"

Ruyizhai said: "Where is it convenient? Is your home convenient?"

He took a puff of cigarette, leaned against the black umbrella, and asked Wu Xingchen, "Do you want to hear my story?"