Oracle [Transmigration Book]

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Clear sky.

The season seemed to be winter, and there was still unmelted snow on the streets, shining brightly in the sun.There are no pedestrians and vehicles in this secluded alley, and as far as the eye can see, there is only a young man in a woolen coat sweeping snow.He did it very seriously, without raising his head, he piled several large pieces of snow into the drainage ditch beautifully. In such a cold weather, a slight white heat was already rising from his forehead.

What he cleaned was the entrance of a private psychological clinic. The clinic looked small and old. The words "Psychological Clinic" were written on the plaque. There was no mention of the doctor's name or what field he was good at. It has been around now. It was noon, and the shutters of the clinic were still closed, and it seemed that there was no intention to open the shop today.

While the man was shoveling the last shovel of snow into the drain, someone finally arrived from the other side of the alley.

Before the person approached, the snow sweeper had already dropped his shovel, strode over, and said with a smile, "Teacher Song."

The person who came was Song Si.

Song Si seemed to have matured a lot. He wrapped himself tightly in a long blue down jacket. Under the sun, his skin was as white as translucent. He looked a little tired, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

He looked at his watch, it was eleven o'clock, so he asked lazily, "Is the fourth period missing?"

"No more," the young man smiled, "I agreed to go to the movies, and I even skipped the afternoon class. Let's go, I just found a delicious hot pot restaurant last week, so I'll go eat first."

Song Si frowned and stared at him for a few seconds, probably brewing emotions, the man was confident and met his gaze with a calm face.

"Wu Jin, let me remind you, next week is..."

"I remember the qualification certificate exam." Wu Jin stuffed his hand from the pocket of the down jacket into his own pocket, "How much did you score in the exam? I will be higher than you."

Song Si sneered, let him drag him forward, and said: "You are not so small, so confident?"

"I have confidence in your teaching level." Wu Jin bent his eyes, no different from any high-spirited college student, "You have taught me for more than ten years, isn't it enough to get a professional qualification?"

Song Si also smiled. He didn't know what he thought of, so he didn't answer, and fell silent for a while.Wu Jin looked at him sideways, changed the subject, and said, "Go for the car, I'll drive. Your face is frozen blue."

Song Si threw him the car keys.

At noon on weekdays, the student party is busy with classes, office workers are busy with work, and not many people have time to eat hot pot leisurely.They took the best view by the window on the second floor and ordered a lot of meat dishes.Song Si had already taken off his down jacket, and there was only a white sweater left inside. He looked younger all of a sudden, no matter how you looked at it, he was about the same age as Wu Jin who was still in college.

The hot pot was too spicy, he lowered his head to eat vegetables with sweat on his forehead, and Wu Jin was looking at him from the opposite side.

"Mr. Song."

Song Si looked up, with beads of sweat on the tip of his nose, and red lips, "Huh?" Wu Jin poured him a glass of iced plum juice and said, "It's been so many years, you seem to be the same as when I first saw you So, there is not a single wrinkle in the corner of the eye."

He used a joking tone, and Song Si also took it as a joke: "Stop flattering, this month's living expenses are all over?"

"No, I just felt emotional suddenly." Wu Jin stretched out his hand and touched Song Si's right thumbnail on the table. "Do you know how I felt when I saw you for the first time?"

Of course Song Si knew what it was like. He knew all about Xiao Wu Jin's mental activities, so he had always avoided talking about this topic.But today is very rare, he wanted to make an exception for no reason, and listen to what he said in person.

So he took Wu Jin's words: "How does it feel?"

"It feels very unreal," Wu Jin said, "an indescribable... sense of confusion and familiarity. I can't help but want to get close to you, and I'm inexplicably afraid of you. I keep saying in my heart to let you see me, see me, and then You really turned your head, and your eyes fell on me, and I even wanted to cry." He laughed a little complicatedly, "If there was a previous life, we must have known each other, and we have a close relationship... Do you believe Reincarnation?"

Song Si put down his chopsticks, watched him silent for two seconds, and opened his mouth to say "I don't believe it", but Wu Jin had already interrupted his unspoken words: "Look, you are looking at me with such eyes again."

Song Si withdrew his gaze, but couldn't tell what he was feeling in his heart, he just felt stuffy and out of breath.He lowered his head and continued to eat the meat on the plate, pretending to be nonchalant: "Why are you suddenly so emotional today?"

Wu Jin sighed, and ordered a plate of Niu Baiye, which the person across the street liked, looked at the fire, and said, "I don't know why, these two days I always feel uneasy, especially when I can't see you. I thought you were a fairy when I was young, The kind that will fly away if you don’t pay attention, now I feel that way even more. Don’t laugh at me.”

Song Si listened for a while with no expression on his face. When Wu Jin was serving him some food, he picked up the interrupted answer without warning. This time, he changed the answer: "I believe in reincarnation."

Wu Jin was a little surprised: "I thought you wouldn't believe this..."

Song Si smiled, and Wu Jin also smiled, and said: "Then teacher, can you tell me, why did you choose me alone in Qicheng Orphanage?"

Why did you choose Wu Jin?

His question froze the smile on the corner of Song Si's mouth, and the sour plum juice turned bitter.

In this bustling world where billions of "people" live, only Song Si knows the secret behind the problem, and he is the only one who can live with this secret alone and silently.

The first thing he did when he entered the sea of ​​consciousness was to erase Wu Jin's memory, let him go back to his childhood, and then brought him back from the orphanage like a blank sheet of paper, and raised him like a son and a student for 15 years. In the first year, I taught him the correct three views, gave him the warmth of his family, and made every effort to make him look like an ordinary person. The next few decades, or even 100 years, should continue to act like this.

But now, when Wu Jin is waiting for the answer attentively and earnestly, he has an unprecedented desire to confide, the anxiety and loneliness deep in his heart have been buried for too long, too long, even if the person sitting opposite him is imprisoned in the The chief culprit of this world, he is only willing to treat him as his true student today.

"..."

"you……"

"Stop talking." Wu Jin interrupted him suddenly.

Song Si's eyes darkened as he stared at his enemies and opponents who had been together day and night for 15 years.In his world, as long as he wants, he can hear any psychological changes of anyone, but now he rarely uses this ability, and most of the time he regards himself as an ordinary person to numb his anxious nerves.

When Wu Jin interrupted him, he had an intuition that the person opposite might have discovered something, so he couldn't help making an exception.

He only listened for a few seconds, and quickly ended the probing—Wu Jin found nothing, that heart was now pure and flawless, free from any sin, and left the imprint of Song Si himself from the inside to the outside.

He was scalded by the burning heart of the young man.

Sure enough, he heard Wu Jin continue to say: "I've always wanted to know, but I'm afraid to know."

Song Si could only remain silent.

Wu Jin stared at the beads of sweat on the tip of his nose, feeling inexplicably relieved.He knew that Mr. Song had been hiding something in his heart, and it was likely to have something to do with him.

When he was a child, Song Si was always very strict with him. He was not allowed to have messy friends, he was not allowed to stay home after eleven o'clock in the evening, and he was not even allowed to go to the hospital alone.He enjoys it very much, thinking that these are the love and care from his family, until he grows up a bit, he begins to understand the emotions that Song Si occasionally shows when he looks at him, complex, strong emotions that can ignite him, every time Every time he sneaks a glimpse, it can make his heart tremble for a long time.

From then on, he understood one thing: it was not accidental that Song Si brought him back from the orphanage, there must be a deeper reason.

He was born with beastly instincts, especially when it comes to Song Si.

He definitely didn't want to know the deeper reason.

So both of them tacitly agreed, and the topic returned to the hot pot table.Song Si didn't eat much, and Wu Jin took care of the rest. After the meal, they still had a movie to watch.

Today is just an ordinary day like the past 15 years. Song Si feels inexplicably uneasy, and vaguely feels that something might happen.He didn't want to go to the movies, and he didn't want to miss the appointment. When he stepped out of the hot pot restaurant, he hesitated whether to have a downpour.

Turn on the phone, the weather forecast shows sunny.

He had no choice but to go with the flow and get into the car, sitting in the passenger seat, his gaze fell on the rearview mirror involuntarily, staring at the empty back seat in a daze.

Why look at the back of the car?There was obviously no one there.He thought, but couldn't move his eyes away.

"What are you looking at?" Woo-jin asks him.

"I don't know," Song Si said, "I always feel that someone is sitting in the back seat."

After saying these words, his heart throbbed suddenly, as if some string had been plucked.He frowned, clenched his hands on his knees, and exhaled slowly.

"Don't scare me," Wu Jin said with a smile, "I'm driving."

Song Si also smiled, pulled down the sun visor, did not talk further, and said, "Maybe I didn't sleep well last night, and I'm in a trance. I'll squint for a while."

"Okay, I'll drive more steadily."

Song Si leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.He was still sitting in the car, but his five senses expanded infinitely until they penetrated into every molecule of the world.He rarely did this, but now he was a little impatient, trying to find a crack in the solid world wall to prove a long-lost guess.

He felt nothing.

When Song Si opened his eyes again, he was a little dazed.

Even the disappointment came very late, he stared blankly at Wu Jin driving the car into the underground parking garage of the mall, quietly showing a self-deprecating smile, unfastened his seat belt, and prepared to pretend to be an ordinary person to watch a long-awaited movie. A boring movie that knows where the plot goes.

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