Survival Paradox [Infinite]

Ji Jingzhe asked: "Will this thing have any effect on the body?"

Wei Chi glanced at him.

"No." The brother replied, "The impact of equipment of this size on the body is much smaller than that of fracture steel nails and pacemakers, basically equal to none."

Ji Jingzhe: "Can you take it out?"

Brother: "With this volume, the blood can be metabolized directly after the function stops, and it is impossible to remove it by surgery."

Ji Jingzhe wanted to say something else, Wei Chi pulled his wrist and said, "Can you see what function it is?"

Brother: "Position."

Wei Chi: "Maybe there will be a monitoring function?"

The senior brother frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Based on the technical level I know so far, it shouldn't work."

Wei Chi nodded and began to think.

The brother hesitated for a moment and said, "I can try to interfere with it."

Ji Jingzhe and Wei Chi spoke almost at the same time.

Ji Jingzhe: "Is it okay?"

Wei Chi: "No."

The senior brother looked at them both awkwardly.

After the two people looked at each other for more than ten seconds, the result was reached quickly without saying a word - Wei Chi obviously had the upper hand in the confrontation, and Ji Jingzhe lowered his head slightly, which was considered a compromise.Wei Chi turned his head and smiled at him, saying: "Senior Brother, this matter has nothing to do with you, so just pretend nothing happened."

The senior brother was still not at ease: "What happened to you?"

Wei Chi didn't answer: "Thank you very much today, I'll treat you to a barbecue some other day."

Ji Jingzhe's car was still parked at the school gate, and the two drove home. Ji Jingzhe didn't speak all the way, obviously sulking.

Wei Chi sneaked a few glances at him, thought it was funny, and pretended he didn't notice anything.

In the end, of course, Ji Jingzhe couldn't hold back any longer. When parking the car, Ji Jingzhe's face was filled with dark clouds: "Why are you so naughty?"

Wei Chi pretended to be stupid: "Huh?"

Ji Jingzhe: "Seeing that my husband is angry, I don't even know how to coax him, but I know how to play with my phone."

Wei Chi looked around.

Ji Jingzhe: "What are you looking at?"

Wei Chi: "Where is my husband?"

Ji Jingzhe's domineering face with dark clouds overwhelming the city couldn't hold back anymore: "It's right here! The one standing in front of you! It's me!"

"Oh——" Wei Chi pulled out a voice that suddenly realized the twists and turns, and asked again, "Then why are you angry?"

Ji Jingzhe brushed his hair, looking like he was breaking the can, and said with downcast eyes: "I don't want him to be able to locate you at any time. He knows where you are." He glanced at Wei Chi and repeated it angrily. ,"I do not want."

Wei Chi didn't understand for a while: "Who?"

Ji Jingzhe became even more irritable: "Cheng Shi! It's still Shuoshu...you can love whoever you want! Just him!"

Wei Chi felt baffled: "It's not him, what if it's the country?"

Ji Jingzhe persisted: "The way he looks at you is so strange."

"But aren't you right next to me?" Wei Chi said, "He can't pass you to find me."

Ji Jingzhe glanced at him again.

Now they are walking side by side on the way home from the parking lot. The community is the family building of the hospital. There is a long sycamore road, the street lights are dim, and the oncoming night wind carries a hint of cool autumn.

Wei Chi put his hands in his hands, walked forward with his head slightly lowered, and said casually, "Aren't you going to protect me?"

After waiting for quite a while, Ji Jingzhe didn't speak, only the sound of two people's footsteps in the night, Wei Chi was a little strange, so he raised his head to look at him, and saw Ji Jingzhe's eyes, shining in the backlight of the street lamp.

I don't know why, this look made him feel sour.

He heard Ji Jingzhe say: "Then we won't be separated in the future? Do you promise?"

"I didn't want to separate from you." He turned his face away, looked at the road again, walked for a while, and said again, "Didn't you run to the nightclub by yourself?"

Ji Jingzhe: "I was coerced!"

Wei Chi: "Hmph."

Ji Jingzhe caught up with him in two or three steps, grabbed his hand, he held it back, and walked for a while.

"We won't be separated after that." Ji Jingzhe was still muttering, "We must not give him a chance to sneak in!"

Wei Chi: "What a mess."

Ji Jingzhe: "You haven't promised me yet!"

"Promise what?"

"No separation!"

Wei Chi thought for a while, then nodded: "Before the matter is over, you can agree."

Ji Jingzhe: "I will do it later!"

"I'm an adult." Wei Chiliang glanced at him coldly, "I don't want to go to the bathroom hand in hand with you when I'm 25."

Ji Jingzhe paused for three to five seconds, completely misunderstood the point, and cheered up: "Can you not separate when you go to the toilet?"

From this day on, the two have basically lived an inseparable life.

Soon it will be Saturday.

Wei Chi asked Hu Tianqi to come out to meet him in the name of the chief reviewer of the scientific publication, and Hu Tianqi agreed, and the place was in a commercial center near Hu Tianqi's home.

There was something wrong with Ji Jingzhe's car, and it was sent to the repair shop yesterday. They left enough time today and prepared to take the subway there.

As soon as he walked into the subway entrance, Wei Chi realized something was wrong.

From the end of the long passage came a chaotic noise.

His heart skipped a beat, and he turned to look at Ji Jingzhe.Ji Jingzhe was still eating the roasted sweet potatoes bought at the entrance of the subway station, but he didn't respond, and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Wei Chi calmed down a bit. Since those things happened, he was indeed a little nervous. If Ji Jingzhe didn't feel something was wrong, it shouldn't be something about "that world".

Accidents and turmoil often occur in ordinary life.

He replied: "Nothing."

After calming down, the commotion seemed less chaotic. Wei Chi could hear one of the voices coming out of the crowd. It was a somewhat rough male voice, speaking in a correct and full of emotion—maybe called reciting more. Appropriate: "But you've given in. It's not right, you're not old yet! You can get rid of it."

After a brief pause, the voice suddenly changed its tone again, becoming a little weak and submissive: "I have nothing to get rid of."

Ji Jingzhe obviously noticed it, and said as he walked, "What's going on?"

The two walked for a while, finally passed the long corridor, turned a corner, entered the subway station, and saw clearly the source of the noise——

Things seemed to be started by a ragged bum.

A group of subway ground staff surrounded him, persuading and blocking him, and this homeless man probably had some neurological problems, swaying from side to side in the crowd, chanting aloud, sometimes happy and sometimes angry, with an intoxicated expression.

The ground crew foreman squeezed in front of the homeless man: "Sir, you can't make trouble here..."

When the homeless man saw him, his eyes lit up, and he was about to jump on him. At the same time, he said: "I have nowhere else to go. I am out of date. Do you know what is out of date? My youth is gone. Back." The foreman wanted to shake him off, but his strength seemed to be surprisingly strong, the foreman was completely irresistible, and the other staff were about to go up to pull him, when the homeless man suddenly let go of the foreman, slid a big step away, and stayed on the spot Turned around, slid back, and held the foreman's hand again. The whole movement was smooth and smooth, with a sincere and moving expression on his bearded face, "And I—— met you. You said you needed someone. Okay , I need someone too. For you, I thank God, because you seem very gentle - like a crack in this rocky world, where I can hide! But I probably ask too much! Ke Faber, Stanley and Shaw have attached a tin can to the tail of the kite!"

"A Streetcar Named Desire." Ji Jingzhe said suddenly.

Wei Chi's memory is very good. Just now he felt that the things the homeless man said were a bit familiar. When Ji Jingzhe mentioned it, he suddenly remembered: "The drama that our class used to rehearse in high school?"

Ji Jingzhe: "Do you still remember?"

Wei Chi: "I have a little impression."

Their high school art committee member is a genuine literary youth, sentimental, very precocious, and extremely active, and also the president of a drama, who has to catch people from the class and line up this line every day, but Wei who goes to the competition class every day to sprint. Chi and Ji Jingzhe, who went to the last shift of the crane every day to lay a solid foundation, didn't have the opportunity to participate in these cultural activities, and only watched them at the school-wide performance.

"He's acting." Ji Jingzhe looked around with great interest, "Is he filming a reality show? Is there a camera?"

Wei Chi was lacking in nature, swiped his card to enter the station: "Let's go."

In the process of going down, I can only hear the voice of the tramp: "I can smell the smell of the sea. From now on, I will spend the rest of my life by the sea. When I die, I will die on the sea. You know How shall I die? One day I shall die at sea from eating an unwashed grape. And when I die—shaking hands with some handsome ship's doctor, a very young lad with a blond with a mustache and a big silver watch. They'd say: 'Poor lady, Quinn's no use to her. That unwashed grape has sent her soul to heaven.'"

Hearing is the most uncontrollable sense, and the sound can't be shielded to drill into the human mind.The vagabond's voice is full of a rough Chinese accent, but his sad ending and gentle tone, in Wei Chi's mind, he outlined a woman with blond hair and white dress who has lost her years. powerless.

"I'll be buried at sea, stuffed first into a white sack, and then at noon—rolled off the deck—"

Wei Chi felt that the voice seemed to be getting closer and closer to him, until it almost rang right next to his ears, he felt that the face of the homeless man seemed to be pressed against the back of his neck, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his body, and he turned his head subconsciously .

The homeless man did not follow, and was controlled by the staff. The crowd in black surrounded him and grabbed him, but he was struggling, struggling to run down the elevator, or jump into the sea.His eyes were ferociously protruding, completely different from his voice, and he was staring at a place with hatred and fear, like a god of death staring at the abyss.

He continued: "In the hot summer sun—into the blue sea, as blue as the eyes of my first lover."

Wei Chi was sure that what he was staring at was his own eyes.