Brother Hua, come to the pit

The curtains, table and bed are all in their original appearance, and even the quilt that was not neatly folded before the cold evening is still there in its original appearance.Han Mu touched it casually, and took out the phone from under the pillow.The phone screen is black, probably out of battery.Charge the phone, press the power button, and when the interface was just displayed, Han Mu quickly glanced at the date.

Less than three days have just passed.

Han Mu heaved a sigh of relief, at least he didn't have to worry about his account being canceled if he disappeared for too long.However, as the phone was turned on, Han Mu's heart rose to his throat when the hundreds of missed call reminders displayed on the screen of the phone. Among these missed calls, his brother Han Chen's name accounted for more than half of them, and all of them were missed calls. Focus on a certain period of time three days ago.

Han Chen was usually very busy. Since he went to the army, he was usually at home only a dozen days a year.If he had time to call Han Mu, it would mean that something serious happened.

Han Mu didn't dare to delay, and immediately called back.

After the call was made, it was picked up almost immediately, and Han Mu was stunned for a moment, but there was no sound from the other side, and it was so stalemate.After a while, Han Chen's voice sounded.

Han Chen's voice was a bit obscure, slightly different from usual, as if he was not in a good mood: "Who are you?"

"Ah?" Han Mu was dumbfounded by this question, and panicked for no reason, "Brother, it's me, didn't you save my number?"

"...Xiao Mu?" Han Chen's voice paused, and then suddenly became anxious, "Where are you now?"

Han Mu unconsciously glanced at the things in the room, and replied, "I'm right at home."

"I'll be right back, stay at home and don't go anywhere, and don't contact your parents yet"

"Huh? Why..." Before Han Mu could ask anything, the phone was hung up. Han Mu could only put away the phone full of doubts, and obediently waited for Han Chen to come back.Walking out of the bedroom and going downstairs, after looking around all the rooms, Han Mu confirmed that there was no one at home.

Are parents not at home?Then why don't you let yourself contact them?

Just as she was thinking, Han Mu inadvertently glanced at the mirror placed at the entrance of the living room.There is no problem with the clothes and pants, and the slippers are still on the feet, but... the long hair really looks out of place.

Han Mu rubbed his eyes, leaned closer to the mirror and looked carefully again.

The long hair was loosely gathered and scattered on the shoulders and back, and the golden hairband was faintly visible.Undoubtedly, this appearance looks very strange now, just as Han Mu raised his hand to untie the hairband, thinking about dealing with the long hair, he heard the sound of the door opening.

Maybe it was because he was walking too fast, so the sound of opening the door was very loud, and Han Mu felt that the door was basically slammed shut.

As a result, with a shake of his hand, the hair tie in Han Mu's hand fell to the ground, and the jade on it made a dull sound when it touched the hard ground.Just about to bend down to pick it up, in a panic, I saw a hand with strong knuckles had already picked up the hair tie first.

It’s over.

This was the first thought that came to Han Mu's mind.

Han Mu straightened up, looked up at Han Chen and smiled shyly, "Brother."

Seeing this, Han Mu was a little taken aback.

Han Chen was a soldier. When Han Mu saw him in the past, he looked heroic even in casual clothes.But now, there are obvious bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and there is also a faint blue color floating under his eyes, which even looks a little scary.Even wearing a tall and straight military uniform, there is no way to conceal the intense fatigue on his body.

"En." Han Chen responded, but didn't look at Han Mu, but put the hair tie in his hand and examined it carefully.

Logically speaking, the texture of jade is relatively brittle, and if it falls on the ground, it will basically be crushed to pieces.But the jade on this hair band was not broken by the impact just now, not even a single crack.

Han Chen looked at it for a long time before he glanced at Han Mu: "Did you buy it?"

"Uh... no, it was given by someone else."

"Hmm." Han Chen didn't say anything else, but he didn't intend to return the hair tie to Han Mu. He didn't even ask about Han Mu's hair, which made Han Mu feel even more uneasy.He was thinking about how to formulate the words and see what happened during his absence, but Han Chen didn't give him this chance.

Han Chen took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, walked to the sofa and lay down without saying a word, before closing his eyes, he called Han Mu, "Call me up in an hour."

Han Chen's sleeping posture is very standard. If something happens, he will definitely wake up in the first time.The reason why he didn't ask anything now was because he hadn't closed his eyes for three days after he found out that Han Mu was missing, and his physical strength and energy were all exhausted.

Now that Han Mu has returned, no matter what happened before, he can temporarily calm down and recover a little.Han Chen faintly felt that this incident might be worse than everything he had predicted.

Han Mu was already panicked to death at this time, and if Han Chen didn't ask him, he would be even more uncertain.After pacing back and forth in the living room for a few times, Han Mu walked to the window and looked out, only to find two soldiers guarding the door of his house.

Who will tell him what is going on now?

Although he really wanted to drag Han Chen up to ask what happened, in fact he never dared to disturb Han Chen's rest.

Every second of the quartz clock in the living room, the sound was transmitted to Han Mu's ears very clearly, and it seemed a little weird in the unusually quiet environment.Han Mu stared at the clock, hoping that the time would pass quickly so that he could ask who and what was going on now, while thinking for a while how he would answer Han Chen if he asked him a question.

Just so entangled, an hour passed quickly.

When Han Mu walked to the sofa and was about to wake up Han Chen, seeing his tired look, he hesitated.However, Han Chen had already woken up by himself at this time. He sat up rubbing his temples, patted the seat beside him, and signaled Han Mu to sit down.

"Xiaomu, where have you been these three days?"

"Going out to play for a few days..." Han Mu sat down, heard Han Chen's words, and swallowed what he wanted to ask guiltily.

Han Chen glanced at him sideways, and suddenly laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes: "You didn't bring any of your mobile phone, ID card, or money, and you played outside in slippers for three days? Xiao Mu, did anyone tell you? But every time you lie, your speech slows down."

Han Mu bit her lip, it wasn't that he didn't want to say these things, it was that he couldn't.

"On the day you disappeared, your parents happened to be going away. Mom was worried that you were alone at home, so she called me specially and asked me to come back to watch you. I thought that there was nothing serious recently, so I asked for annual leave to come back. As a result, just When I came back, I saw that the computer in your room was still on, and everything was put in place, except you were gone." When Han Chen said this, he stood up, took a few steps forward, and turned on the TV in the living room. I also plugged in a wire I don't know what it was for, and fiddled with it a few times.

The screen lit up, and the picture was from a top-down perspective. Han Mu quickly recognized that it was his own room.The time displayed in the corner of the screen happened to be the morning of three days ago.

"Brother! You installed a surveillance camera in my room!" Han Mu jumped up from the sofa all at once.

"If you don't install this surveillance, I won't even know what happened to you." Han Chen had no expression on his face, and pointed to the screen, "Now tell me what's going on."

Han Mu followed Han Chen's hand and turned his eyes back to the screen.

It seemed nothing at first, Han Mu in the screen turned on the computer as usual and put on the headset.After logging into the game, I took the time to open a webpage, typed a string of words, and then forked the webpage with some indignation.

The computer was occupied by the game interface again, and then the screen paused for a moment.The screen seemed to be disturbed by something, many snowflakes appeared, and the picture became blurred. This process lasted for about ten seconds. When the picture appeared again, the person had disappeared, and only the computer was still running. .

Cold sweat broke out on Han Mu's back. He no longer remembered how he got there before, but now he was looking at the video in the surveillance, and he felt an indescribable weirdness.He had no way to combine technology and non-technology things. In short, this matter was too unscientific, and he had no way to explain it to Han Chen.

"Can't say it, or don't want to say it?"

"Brother, would you believe me if I said that I traveled to another world in the past few days?" Han Mu lowered his head, ready to be taken by Han Chen to see a psychiatrist.

Han Chen was silent for a while: "My rationality tells me that I should call in a psychiatrist now."

Han Mu smiled bitterly, he knew that there was no way to explain this matter, but he still wanted to say the rest, because if he didn't say it now, he might not have a chance in the future: "I traveled to the world of a book, If you don’t meet a certain condition, you can’t really return to reality. Now I have a chance to come back temporarily, but I can’t stay for a long time, and I have to go back again after a while.”

Han Chen frowned: "What if we don't go back?"

In fact, Han Mu didn't know what would happen if he didn't go back, because the system didn't mention it when he sent it, but even if there was nothing, he still had to go back: "I don't know, but I have to go back, I still have things to do."

"You want to give up reality for that world? Give up your family and friends?"

"I'm sorry, I..." Han Mu's words stopped suddenly, because his wrist was held down, and Han Chen took a syringe from nowhere and stabbed it into his arm accurately.

It was a sedative.

Seeing the medicine being pushed into the blood vessel little by little, Han Mu opened his eyes wide and was speechless.He could feel himself gradually falling into a soft space, unable to use all his strength, and could only gradually fall into a deep sleep following the effect of the medicine.

"Go to sleep first, no matter what you say is true or not, I have to keep you first."

Listening to Han Chen's words, Han Mu, whose consciousness was already a little fuzzy, felt a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart.