Untouchable Boy [Rebirth]

"That's right." Wan Mo said, "It's here."

He has been here dozens of times, and it is absolutely true that he has come here often recently. He must not have mistaken the place. Bizarre events explained by phenomena.

Cheng Qianzhao was right, judging by the dust covering the walls, the house had been unoccupied for a few years, but Wanmo had only been here not long ago, and that was not the case at that time, so now the two of them just Can look at each other at a loss.

Wanmo suddenly thought that all the experiments done by the so-called Professor Lin were related to time. Then, if you use time to explain it, this house seems to have passed through a few years of uninhabited time. It may accumulate in just a few years.

Is it possible...Professor Lin did some experiments that failed, and made everything in this room experience a few years in an instant?

Wan Mo let his thoughts break out in a cold sweat, he grabbed Cheng Qianzhao who was still wanting to look around, "Let's go, get out of here first."

Maybe it was because Cheng Qianzhao was frightened by Wan Mo's overly serious expression, and Wan Mo dragged him out without saying a word, until he reached the street, Wan Mo stopped, let go of Cheng Qianzhao, and lightly I breathed a sigh of relief.

Cheng Qianzhao didn't know the eerie feeling Wan Mo felt in the house just now, because he had never been in contact with that house and that lunatic before, and everything was just Wan Mo's retelling. Now it seems that it can make Wan Mo so nervous ... He also had some palpitations.

"What should we do now?" Cheng Qianzhao said, "There are no clues..."

"I don't know what you think." Wan Mo said, walking gently, "But if it were me, if it was just me, I probably wouldn't bother with this matter anymore."

Cheng Qianzhao followed Wan Mo's footsteps, of course he could understand the meaning of Wan Mo's words, besides, this matter is not only his own, but also involves a Wan Mo who has nothing to do with the whole matter. Come in, even if you tell the whole story through formal channels, let's not say whether anyone believes it. The only person who has contacted Professor Lin is Wan Mo, and the police have been questioning.

Cheng Qianzhao didn't know how many people were missing so far, but he knew that as long as the two of them stood up at this moment, they would become the target of public criticism. It's okay if no one believed it. If someone believed it, maybe the death would be even worse.

Cheng Qianzhao's brain has been running, thinking about what will happen next, thinking about what Wanmo said, and thinking about the situation so far.

Wan Mo looked at Cheng Qianzhao without saying a word.

The two sat silently in the quiet and somewhat eerie room.

"I've decided." Cheng Qianzhao's voice sounded softly, and he turned his gaze to another person in the room, "Let's just pretend that nothing happened, although it's selfish, although...it's not very fair to other people, but At present, this is the best solution, pretend that nothing happened, stay out of it..."

Wan Mo didn't speak.

Cheng Qianzhao rubbed his head with his hands dejectedly, "Do you think I'm so cold-blooded?"

Wan Mo shook his head, "I told you, if it were me, I would do the same."

Cheng Qianzhao sighed, "Actually, to be honest, if no one knows about this matter, it's not difficult to make such a decision."

Wan Mo understood what he meant.

Now that the two of them are carrying it together, it is equivalent to having another person watching your selfish, dark, and disregarding side of others.

Both of them felt uncomfortable, but there was no better way to solve this problem.

Years ago, the beginning of spring, I thought the weather would gradually warm up, but on the contrary, the days after the beginning of spring are getting colder every day.

Since Cheng Qianzhao discussed with Wan Mo and pretended that nothing happened, he has been bored in the house all day long, playing games, watching TV, and memorizing a few English words when he is idle and bored. Cheng Qianzhao didn't even read the city's news much, as if he was afraid of hearing about another disappearance case on the news.

Wan Mo insisted on getting up early every day, and then took Cheng Qianzhao to run together. He was not the kind of person who would force others to exercise, but he knew that Cheng Qianzhao needed to adjust his mood, and running was a good way to adjust his mood, at least for He himself said so.

What's more, seeing Cheng Qianzhao being dragged up by him every day before he wakes up, dazed and daring to speak out, Wan Mo felt quite happy.

Since the topic of "like" was discussed last time, Cheng Qianzhao never took the initiative to bring up anything. Perhaps like the disappearance of Professor Lin, the two of them had a tacit understanding of mixing two things into one, pretending that it never happened.

Live like ordinary friends, even if you sleep on the same bed, you don’t have distracting thoughts. Even if the orientation of two people is not normal for others, it is very normal for each other. No, there is more alienation than ordinary friends. .

Cheng Qianzhao thought that such days would last until the spring when all things recover, until that day.

Wan Mo got up first after washing and opened the curtain to take a look at the corner. After a moment, he went to the bedroom and looked at the boy who was still sleeping on the bed in a daze. What are you worrying about again?

"Qianzhao, get up." Wan Mo patted Cheng Qianzhao's face lightly, Cheng Qianzhao snorted twice before opening his eyes with great difficulty, Wan Mo tugged him, Cheng Qianzhao sat up with his strength, bowed his head , I didn't wake up and felt very irritable, "Let me tell you, if you were my brother, I would beat you up long ago, do you believe me?"

In fact, living with Wanshu, Cheng Qianzhao’s irregular biological clock has been completely revised, thoroughly in the sense of success, but being woken up every day is uncomfortable, and it has nothing to do with whether he sleeps or not, just like being called by his mother when he was a child I feel the same way when I wake up in class.

Wan Mo threw the clothes Cheng Qianzhao was wearing beside him in the closet, "Get up and look outside."

Cheng Qianzhao shook his head, outside?What's there to see outside?

Thinking of this, he quickly got dressed, jumped out of bed, and walked to the window. Wan Mo leaned against the wall and looked at him. Cheng Qianzhao looked suspiciously at the closed curtains. You are dead, Cheng Qianzhao thought in his heart, raised his arms, and gently opened the curtains.

I was stunned by the sight in front of me.

"It's...is it snowing?" Cheng Qianzhao rubbed his eyes, "When did it snow?"

Wan Mo smiled, "Probably last night, I didn't notice either."

"Such thick snow...it's still falling..." Cheng Qianzhao couldn't help opening the window to look out.

He has forgotten when was the last time he saw such thick snow, junior high school?primary school?In short, it was a long time ago. In these years, it snowed every year, but it was the feeling of God's will. The snow was thin and stayed for less than a few hours, and disappeared as soon as the sun came out.

Although it's a bit girly to say so, Cheng Qianzhao is now in a good mood after seeing the white snow outside for a long time. Who is not happy when seeing beautiful things?Looking at Wanmo, he probably felt the same way as him.

The branches were bent over by the thick snow. It was still very early, and it was not long after dawn. There were almost no pedestrians outside, and the snow on the road had not been poisoned by footprints.

"Let's go!" Cheng Qianzhao patted Wanmo, "Let's go out and play!"

Wan Mo was taken aback by him, and then smiled helplessly, "Wash your face and brush your teeth first."

Cheng Qianzhao moved quickly, and was fully armed in less than 15 minutes. He stood by the door and changed his shoes, looking forward to the heavy snow that was still falling outside.

Although it was snowing, it was not very cold. The snowflakes fell on Cheng Qianzhao's face and eyelashes. The ice was cold and melted quickly.

"Do you remember the last time it snowed so much?" Cheng Qianzhao said.

"When I was in elementary school." Wan Mo looked down at his step by step, "But it's bigger than this. I remember that because of the heavy snow, the city issued traffic warnings for several days in a row, and then organized elementary school students to go to the road to do charity. Snow removal."

"You said that, I seem to have an impression!" Cheng Qianzhao remembered the day when the school organized them to sweep the snow, "Our school is also... hey, which school did you belong to at that time?"

"Lingchuan No. [-] Primary School," Wan Mo said.

"Me too!" Cheng Qianzhao was a little excited, "But why didn't I see you at that time?"

Wan Mo was also a little surprised when he heard that they were from an elementary school student, but it was reasonable to have never seen them before.

"I'm in the Peiyou class, on the fourth floor of the teaching area." Wan Mo said.

"Ah..." Cheng Qianzhao suddenly realized, "One of those unlucky bastards." After thinking about it, he laughed, "You guys wake up earlier and leave later than us every day, and we only had delays when we were in the fourth grade. , I remember it seems to end at 05:30, I heard that you don’t go home until nine o’clock every night?”

"Yes." Thinking about it now, Wan Mo felt that it was really unscientific for elementary school students to be so tired.

"Why did you go to the Peiyou class when you lost your mind?" Cheng Qianzhao asked.

Wan Mo shook his head, "Actually, it has nothing to do with whether the students are trained or not. That kind of special class is like a full-time class. Parents can relax a lot if their children are placed there."

"No wonder..." Cheng Qianzhao smiled, "My mother wanted to put me in at that time, but she heard that the tuition fee was quite expensive, so she didn't go. If you say that, where is your junior high school?"

"No. [-] Middle School," Wan Mo said.

"I'm in the Seventeenth Middle School." Cheng Qianzhao was very happy to have this kind of past conversation with Wan Mo, "Have you noticed that our elementary school is in the same school, although we have different classes, the junior high school is not in the same school, and the high school is in the same school?" The same school, different classes, the university is not in the same school, but it is just across the road, now..." Cheng Qianzhao turned around and looked at Wan Mo with a smile, "...you can still walk in the snow and chat like this."

The author has something to say: sorry for the lateness.

good night.