Untouchable Boy [Rebirth]

Why can't Cheng Qianzhao contact anyone, but can call and send text messages to Wanmo alone?Although the phone can't get through now, the text message function has never disappeared.

The two of them also tried other methods. Cheng Qianzhao told Wanmo that his mobile phone signal seemed to be full, and he could connect to wifi, but none of them worked. To contact Wanmo, he could only rely on text messages.

In this era, almost no one sends text messages anymore, except for various marketing advertisements, banks and the like, will send some text messages to their mobile phones, and Wan Mo usually does not send text messages to others. It made him a little helpless about sending text messages, and he always felt that, in a sense, he was also brought to a long time ago by Cheng Qianzhao.

Wan Mo called Xu Jiayu and told him everything Cheng Qianzhao told him, but Xu Jiayu didn't say a word after listening.

Wan Mo held the phone and said "Hello", and Xu Jiayu came back to his senses and cleared his throat, "Is it convenient for you to meet now?"

Wan Mo was stunned for a moment, unable to understand why Xu Jiayu suddenly wanted to meet him, but because it was Cheng Qianzhao's business, he decided to meet after thinking about it, "Yes, I'm at home now, not far from the school, there are other people in your dormitory ?"

"No, our other two roommates won't come back to live in the near future." Xu Jiayu answered him honestly.

"Okay, I'll go to your dormitory, it's more convenient to talk."

Wanmo doesn't like this kind of situation where he keeps interacting with strangers, and the whole thing is out of his control. He doesn't like this kind of feeling that he can't help himself. Cheng Qianzhao said that it was the only life-saving straw, so he had to figure out this matter as soon as possible and solve it. Even if he couldn't solve it, he still needed to get out quickly, as long as this matter had nothing to do with him. Let him do anything.

The last time Wanmo came to the dormitory unexpectedly, this time Xu Jiayu tidied it up specially so that he didn't look so sloppy.

As soon as Wanmo entered the door, he could tell that the environment of the dormitory was very different from before, because the curtains were wide open, and the room was much brighter. When he came last time, there were luggage piled on the ground, but this time it was gone, and Wanmo didn't ask. , and can basically guess what's going on.

"Have you guys had no classes these days? Didn't anyone ask Cheng Qianzhao?" Wan Mo found a place to sit down and noticed that Cheng Qianzhao's bed was the same as when he came last time. Xu Jiayu probably didn't tidy it up on purpose. Quickly looked away.

"There is a class." Xu Jiayu turned around and poured a glass of water and put it on the table in front of Wan Mo, "I asked a junior student from a lower grade to help him with the class. If it wasn't for our teacher who counted the heads of the class, I could have answered it directly for him. Here." Xu Jiayu sat across from Wan Mo, and Wan Mo could tell that his complexion was much better today than last time.

"Has Qian Zhao been in touch with you?" Xu Jiayu looked at him and asked.

"Well, there are more nights." Wan Mo felt that Cheng Qianzhao's friend should not be underestimated. He digested the whole thing very quickly. For example, when he talks now, he is very calm. Talking about the mysterious disappearance of another person is like discussing which restaurant has better food, "Did the other two people in your dormitory not ask about it when they came back? How did you answer?"

"I said he had something to do at home, so he went back temporarily, and he didn't even have time to ask for leave. The two of them have their own business to attend to, so they didn't suspect anything at all." Xu Jiayu looked down at the ground.

"Yeah." Wan Mo simply got into the subject, "Why do you want to see me all of a sudden?"

Xu Jiayu raised his head all of a sudden, "I just want to contact Qian Zhao personally."

Wan Mo was stunned for a moment, and then immediately realized, yes, the mobile phone is just a medium, Cheng Qianzhao can contact him, but in fact, he can contact Cheng Qianzhao through their mobile phones, Xu Jiayu uses his mobile phone, In theory, it is certainly possible!

Wan Mo was a little excited. He could just give Xu Jiayu his phone and get away. This matter has nothing to do with him. He took out his mobile phone, called up the SMS interface, and handed it to Xu Jiayu.

Xu Jiayu typed quickly with his fingers, looking calm, but he still couldn't cover up the slight trembling of his hands.

Wanmo subconsciously held his breath, and also became a little nervous, but this kind of nervousness was completely different from Xu Jiayu's. He suggested that Cheng Qianzhao would be more comfortable contacting his best friend with his mobile phone, and he, a stranger, would be able to retreat completely. He squinted his eyes and watched Xu Jiayu's movements.

Time passed between the two of them for an unknown amount of time, the room was very quiet, and the noisy voice downstairs could be heard clearly in the ears of the two people sitting in the room.

After a long time, Xu Jiayu raised his head and smiled wryly at Wan Mo.

Wan Mo had an ominous premonition, "What's wrong?"

Xu Jiayu handed him the phone, "Sent it, but he didn't reply, did he not take the phone?"

"Probably not, he always responds in seconds almost every time." Wan Mo took the phone, feeling uncontrollably frustrated. What he said was not a lie, every time he sent a message to Cheng Qianzhao, the other party responded in seconds , although I don't know how long it has just passed this time, it is definitely longer than every time Cheng Qianzhao replied to the text message before.

Xu Jiayu's calmness was broken, and he collapsed, "It seems that it is really destined, only the two of you can contact."

Wan Mo frowned, unable to understand why there was such a doomed relationship with him, he didn't believe in evil, maybe Cheng Qianzhao was really busy with other things at the moment, after all, they were in contact almost at night before, Maybe Cheng Qianzhao just got used to it, and now he doesn't have his mobile phone with him, so he edited a text message and sent it out.

"I'm in your dormitory now. Your friend sent you a text message on my mobile phone just now. Did you receive it?"

"Ah?! Jiayu? No, I only received this text message from you."

Wan Mo looked at his phone, and sure enough, it came back in seconds. He licked his lips and found that his throat was a little dry. He took a sip of the water on the table, sighed, and turned the screen of the phone to Xu Jiayu's side. After reading it, Xu Jiayu frowned, obviously unable to figure it out.

After that, they tried other methods without giving up, which proved another problem.

Xu Jiayu took out his mobile phone and asked Wanmo to send Cheng Qianzhao a message, but he didn't receive a reply.

So there are two conditions.

One, Cheng Qianzhao can only contact Wanmo.

Second, Cheng Qianzhao's phone can only communicate with Wanmo's phone.

These two conditions are co-existing and indispensable.

Cheng Qianzhao nestled in the room for several days, it was too hot outside, his mother thought he was afraid of the heat so he didn't go out, so she didn't say anything to him, just nagged a few words, Cheng Qianzhao didn't hear it at all, he was full Thoughts are the two coexisting conditions proved by Wan Mo and Xu Jiayu. He couldn't figure out why he could only contact Wan Mo, and his mobile phone could only contact Wan Mo's mobile phone.

What did Wanmo do before?

My own problem has not been solved, well, there are some problems that cannot be solved.

This body is his own, he is sure, the hair is a little shorter than when he was in high school, his mother saw it and asked, he just made up nonsense and said that it was too hot to cut, and the clothes on his body were still worn when he was sleeping Pajamas, where is the other him in this time and space?Why doesn't it exist?He couldn't explain it, he couldn't explain it.

Dad seemed to be in a good mood when he came back in the evening, and his mother was also smiling all the time. Cheng Qianzhao couldn't remember what happened on this day four years ago, but he had a vague premonition, and it turned out to be true.

"Are you going to volunteer?" Dad looked at him and asked.

Cheng Qianzhao's head seemed to have been hit with a stick, and he was stunned.

Yes, after the college entrance examination is over, it's time to apply for a volunteer, he sighed, God gave him a chance to be born again, should he listen to his father this time?Don't you want to go your own way?But if you listen to what your father said, history will be changed. If history is changed, what will happen to yourself now?

He wasn't sure.

"Well, it's coming soon." Cheng Qianzhao answered Dad casually with rice in his mouth.

"Do you have any ideas?" Dad looked at him with a smile. Cheng Qianzhao was not used to staring at him like this, so he lowered his head and started digging. "Not yet, I'm still thinking about it."

"Yeah." Dad nodded, as if he was relieved by his prudence in this matter, "Filling in the application form is a big matter, and you should think about it carefully. It just so happens that your brother is coming back soon, so I just asked him to give you a reference."

Cheng Qianzhao raised his head all of a sudden, no!

"what?"

It was strange for Dad to see his reaction like this, but his tone was still very gentle, "Your brother is coming back from the United States soon, and he will give you a reference when he volunteers."

Cheng Qianzhao thought about it carefully. He did have an older brother named Cheng Yuzhao, but in his memory, he went abroad when he was just a sophomore in high school. After five years, he returned to China when he was a junior. How could the history of the moment be different from what he remembered?

"My brother, when did he go abroad?" Cheng Qianzhao looked at his mother and asked cautiously.

My mother gave him a strange look, "You left when you were in the second year of junior high school, how can you even forget this time?" There was a hint of blame in her tone.

Cheng Qianzhao was not in the mood to eat, so he stuffed the food into his mouth twice, said hello, put down the bowl, and ran back to the room. The more he thought about it, the more terrifying he felt, this is not the history he was familiar with that he once existed!

"What I'm experiencing now is different from what I've experienced before!" He thoughtlessly sent Wanmo an unstructured sentence, and after forcing himself to calm down, he typed slowly to explain to him, "My impression My brother went abroad when I was a sophomore in high school, and returned to China when I was a junior, and I suddenly found out today that my brother is coming back, and my mother said that he left when I was a sophomore in junior high!"

Wan Mo just got out of the shower, when he saw this text message, he suddenly had a headache.

The author has something to say: The script is not progressing at the moment, and it seems that 3000 codewords per day is the limit.

Work hard, girl!

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