[Bedtime Story] Distant embrace

Distant embrace

Author: Guashi Eat

Qualifier: Kobe Crash

When Xia Liangshu was twenty-nine years old, he suddenly became sensitive to time.

At three o'clock in the morning, he got into bed, and loneliness began to bite him. At this time, it has been seven years since his last relationship. Seven years, enough for Kobe Bryant to cut ten thousand points, but he did not retreat; that distant and only relationship lasted seventy-one days, seventy-one days, the city's first medical team had triumphed, he did not grow at all; the ex-girlfriend had a new love three months after the breakup, twice as fast as the arrival of Tianwen I to Mars, and he stood still.

He drew a few pieces of paper from the bedside and looked at his watch, seven minutes, the opening long shot time of Du Qifeng's "Big Event".

He threw the tissue into the trash can, washed his hands, rubbed his face, looked at himself in the mirror, smiled, the lines were so deep, bent like a sickle, and cut all his fantasies to pieces. He went back to the bedroom and fell heavily on the bed, and for an instant it seemed as if the whole earth had crashed into his back.

He thought he was dying, maybe tomorrow, maybe yesterday. He imagined being deplaned after death, his brain like white bread full of holes, his lungs like swollen and white pig lungs, cut off with the texture of a sponge, blood as white as milk, drinking like water. Cook his body, add a ton of salt, two tons of peppers, and his flesh tastes still pale and tasteless, boring and disgusting.

He has been salted by the boredom of life, and everything in his future is transparent. He doesn't want to get married, but should be married. There will probably be a child who is willing to live an extra ten years for a daughter. No, it's still five years, he thought. He will be nailed to the city in the future, what he is doing now is what he will do in the future, the road he is taking now is the road of the future, and his dim future is clear at a glance.

Thinking like this, he could even fall asleep. In the past two years, he has not slept well, and the sleep process is like a deep-sea fish that has been salvaged, and his internal organs are swollen and spit out. It was uncomfortable, confused and felt that someone was holding him, the body was very fragrant, the palms were small, soft, and should be women. Originally he was quite timid, he should have felt afraid, but strangely he felt the safety he had never felt before, like lying in his mother's arms. He still wanted to say something, but he found that his tongue was withered, his chin was dislocated, and his throat was like a paralyzed reptile, so he was relieved to indulge in gentleness.

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When he woke up, there was no sign of any woman or female ghost coming to the room, Xia Liangshu sniffed left and right, pulled out the crotch of his pants, pinched the quilt again, and washed up and went to work.

Before choosing to enter the system, he held the consciousness of bowing down to exhaustion, but he did not expect that what awaited him was a surprisingly idle post, and going to work was nothing more than changing places for him. Until almost after work, the financial room Fu sister appeared at the door and whispered, Old Xia, do you want a wife? As long as you open the golden mouth -

Xia Liangshu hurriedly interrupted her, this terrier was older than the director!

Seriously, Sister Fu walked in, how did she chat with Xiao Chen last time?

Sister Fu, I know your intentions, working hours do not talk about personal affairs, slow walking does not send, Xia Liangshu said.

There are always people who reincarnate with chopsticks, who can't see others falling alone, who have innate obsessive-compulsive disorder and want to screw people together. Fu Jie is obviously this variety, I don't know how many times I screwed Xia Liangshu, always twisting my arms but not my thighs, and the more famous local matchmakers are about to be ruined when they see it.

Sister Fu said, I know, I see clearly, you have a heart. In both cases, either someone is gone or you... Like men?

Have you ever thought about the third situation, which is that I am a traditional padlock, but you always use all kinds of fingerprints to unlock the lock.

Got it, you like antique girls. Say it earlier.

Xia Liangshu is a little speechless, but also a little uncertain, he may be deliberate, it is reasonable to say that at the beginning of the blind date, there is always a little bit of fabrication, what quirks can not be revealed, Xia Liangshu is different, the girl asked him what he likes to do in his spare time, he will always mention "catching blind". What is that? Girls always ask. Literally, it is to pretend to be blind, Xia Liangshu is proud, I often wear an eye mask at home to move, sweep the floor, fold clothes, do sports, cooking is still trying, quite dangerous.

When girls listen to these words, most of them will think that there is something wrong with his brain, and even if someone finds him interesting, they will not include him in the option of talking about marriage. It seems that no one can understand his boredom, they do not know that he will also decorate the hexagon to restore the "League of Gentlemen" fragment, will clip some denominations of banknotes in the favorite books in the old bookstore, and will post many cat hunting notices on the bulletin boards of various neighborhoods - the cat picture is downloaded by him on the Internet, and the contact QR code is a resource pack for adult comics.

Xia Liangshu walked to the door of the house after work, and Fu Jie had pushed a WeChat business card over, nicknamed "Ukiyo Thousands of My Love Has Three". He turned off his cell phone, opened the door, put on an eye mask, took a can of Sprite from the refrigerator, sat down on a stool and muttered and finished drinking, and with a long burp, he said, Good flirtatious name.

Lying in bed at night, he couldn't help but think of the dream of last night, when he was a little frightened and rolled the quilt tighter. It is not good to spread too much colored artwork by yourself, and the punishment of heaven has come. Frightened and afraid to fall asleep, the woman came again in the haze. Just like last night, he wanted to speak but couldn't make a sound, only to feel the woman write the three words "I am you" in his palm.

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Xia Liangshu woke up confused and pondered, thinking that she should not have finished writing a word. This must not be a dream, she is not a ghost, it is not a parallel time and space. Sure enough, for several days the woman would appear in his bedroom like a dream, and each time she wrote two or three words on his hand, connecting them: I am your future wife, my name is", as if the TV series identified the murderer at the end of the life, always broke the clue at the most critical moment, the name of the future wife, leaving only a gentle flick.

The dreamer never reappeared, and Xia Liangshu had two clues left: the scent on her body and a scar on her left hand. But he wasn't going to go any further, he felt like something was really wrong, more than a year ago he started to have an inexplicable speed of heart rate, the doctor prescribed some oryzanol to him, he ate and began to imagine that it was the taste of his own ashes, and then he never ate again. He self-diagnosed that he had a mental problem.

On the other hand, for a few days, he was also chatting with the "floating world", coping with the work still had to be done, originally he thought that being alive was boring enough, and he didn't want to chat with her more boring. He remembered that The fastest record of Fu Jie's matchmaking was ten days, and he felt that it was really incredible, and the two people chatted like this, met each other, and the second half of their lives were fixed. But think about it, in ten days, the Vulcan Mountain Hospital was built, nothing is impossible. After experiencing the dream man, he self-examination, may be that he lived too narrowly, has been shrinking in his own small world, resulting in mental problems. So he made a breakthrough appointment to meet each other on the weekend, maybe meet some new friends, life will become more interesting. The other party was cheerful and said, "Okay."

At three o'clock in the afternoon on Saturday, Xia Liangshu came to the xinhua bookstore in the agreed Reading Lai Square as scheduled, and chose such a place, which is really ancient, he thought to himself. Not far away, there was a girl in a white overalls down jacket and a brown beret, looking over to him from time to time. He had seen the pictures, and it wasn't the one he was waiting for. After a while, the girl came over, stretched out her phone, and said, Did she ask you to meet here? Xia Liangshu looked at the avatar, yes. The girl hurried away, took a few steps, turned around and said, I'm sorry, you wait for me, I'll go over there and greet my friend's family.

Xia Liangshu quickly understood the original commission, the truth was the same as he guessed, "floating world" had no intention of dating, but he felt that his single friend might be more suitable, so he casually matched it.

My name is Tian Suzu.

Xia Liangshu I called.

Tian Suzu laughed, I know, I know you. She saw Xia Liangshu's doubtful eyes, are you in the third high school? I am one year younger than you, you have published a lot of articles in the school journal, and our Chinese teachers like you very much and often read the poems you write.

Xia Liangshu was embarrassed, low-key and low-key.

There is a sentence that I particularly like, and I still remember it vividly, Tian Ling said, "I grew a birthmark when I was thirty years old / Someone met you when he was seventeen."

Xia Liangshu was trying to point out that this sentence was copied from the book, and the cold wind brought the fragrance of Tian Ling's body, and he was shocked, which was exactly the same as what he smelled in his dream.

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Xia Liangshu and Tian Ling chatted at the milk tea shop until six o'clock, and they ate together before returning home. Tian Ling resigned from the Shanghai company due to the epidemic and did not plan to leave, and also consulted a lot of public examinations. Xia Liangshu was distracted while chatting, he was always in a trance thinking of the person in the dream, it might not be a dream, not his own imagination. Will Tian Suzu be his future wife? But except for the fragrance, none of them matched, she had no scars on her hands, and the first stroke of the word "Tian" was not a stroke. Moreover, he vaguely felt that it was a little difficult to chat with Tian Suzu, like a screw nut with a size difference of a few millimeters, and the two were not so compatible. Ten thousand steps back, if Tian Suzu is that person, why should she deliver such a message from the future? They have obviously met, if they are destined to be together, isn't it natural to develop? At the end of the day, Tian Suzu is not that person.

But he couldn't help but find various reasons to justify, not to mention whether the dream-like person really existed, even if it was true, there could be other explanations, was it really a scar on her left hand? Maybe some kind of installation in the future, some kind of popular decoration. She doesn't have to write "tian", maybe it's a nickname, such as "sweet", such as "bell". While scolding himself for meeting others, he thought of her, criticizing himself as a despicable person who was unbearable and lonely, while secretly poking and searching for her Weibo trumpet. He was talking to himself in front of the computer, one person started looking for another person's trumpet, and that was the end of it.

After the last time they met, the two did not contact each other for a long time, and the square debater and the counter-debater in Xia Liangshu's heart went from rational debate to big fight, and he felt that his feelings were like cheats raised in the bloody rain. After sixteen days, Xia Liangshu finally couldn't bear it, and in sixteen days, the Beijing Olympic Games were over. He racked his brains, and finally remembered that Tian Suzu had mentioned her hobbies last time, so he asked her to have time to play badminton at night.

It may not be good lately, and I have encountered a little accident.

What's wrong? Don't scare me!

Tian Ling sent a picture, and Xia Liangshu's head hissed, like a bullet exploded by a watermelon, it was a photo of a gauze wrapped around his left hand, saying that he had fallen on a small yellow car a few days ago. Xia Liangshu seemed to have made a dojo of the whole hall of water and land in his heart, and the chimes, cymbals, and cymbals sounded at the same time, and all kinds of emotions were entangled. He wanted to propose to see her, but he felt that it was not appropriate, and only said something like paying attention to rest.

Even so, Xia Liangshu, who is looking for Tian Ling's trumpet, has never stopped, and even took inspiration from it, through keywords such as "little yellow car" and "miserable", one by one. Sometimes when he found it late at night, he suddenly woke up, slapped himself lightly, secretly scolded himself as if he were a pervert, and then looked for it after scolding.

In the end, he finally found it. Looking for a needle in a haystack, he turned the gun head, first found the account of "floating world", and then pulled up the tree to find the roots, the initial extreme was narrow, only to understand people, repeat dozens of steps, suddenly cheerful, the original path of hard work is under the lamp.

However, why can't this be a curse? He saw the last thing he wanted to see — Tian Suzu had someone he liked and had a crush on someone else for five years, and for five years, the BBC made a Frozen Planet.

But he suddenly turned from worry to joy again, so why not be blessed? He finally understood why Tian Suzu had to send him those messages from the future, because it must be a battle, and she needed his perseverance, so she gave him a reassuring pill.

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After unremitting efforts, Xia Liangshu finally found an opportunity to meet with her and send her exam materials.

This excuse is really appropriate, she has the will to take the exam, and now she can't do anything else with her hands, isn't it just right to study?

He sent her downstairs, considerate of her injuries, and said that there was a scar removal ointment in it, which was very useful, and oh there was a book, called "Vine Flower Strings", and the sentence "I grew birthmarks when I was thirty years old / Someone met you at seventeen" was copied from the inside.

When he read this poem, he found that it was so close to his current situation, but it was useless for others to meet you when they were seven years old, and this feeling of fearlessness was really good.

Tian Suzu nodded, leaned the bag containing the information to his feet, and held out his hand, thank you for the information, and the medicine.

Xia Liangshu was stunned, and understood that this Tian Ling was too smart and sensitive, and she had already sensed her good feelings for her, and used such a trick to keep a distance and refuse in disguise. He also reached out his hand, and the great class friendship was reached at this moment.

With this handshake, Xia Liangshu's heart instantly giggled, as if Rupert's tears had been pinched by the tail. Although he has touched the hands of women in his life, with his excellent talent and experience in the game of "catching the blind", he can fully distinguish the difference between the two hands, and the difference is as obvious as an apple and a banana. And his mood was like falling from The Chogory Peak to the Tonga Trench.

Xia Liang Shu'er came home, put on his blindfold, and touched the bedroom, he wanted to lie down and take care of this mess of broken things, he really missed those boring days, at least not a headache. He walked over to the bed, reached out, put it on some strange object, squeezed it, and found that it looked like a human shoulder, and it was very broad. He quickly ripped off his blindfold and leapt backwards, crashing into the wall.

Comrade Xiaoxia, don't be afraid, I have come to you to understand some things.

Xia Liangshu saw a flat-headed uncle sitting on the edge of the bed, he was simply dressed, kind-eyed, and at his feet was a black box that was not commensurate with his temperament.

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Who are you? When this sentence was uttered, Xia Liangshu felt that he was asking too much, this person was dreaming about that matter.

Even if I give you my documents, I am afraid that you will feel that they are fake, so let me describe the miracles you have experienced in the past few days, and you will see if there are any discrepancies.

The man really told him what he had done. Xia Liangshu said, Well, first of all, I passively participated in this matter the whole time, the clouds and fog did not understand what happened from beginning to end, how do you deal with me, I can't be the Lord, at least let me die to understand, right?

I can choose not to say. But I was touched by this story, and it doesn't hurt to talk about it. Uncle said that last year was a difficult year, right? Someone has lost a loved one, lost an idol, lost a home. And right now, somewhere in the country, two teams led by Kobe Bryant fans are working on time-travel technology that will take shape in a decade' time, known as the "Embrace Project."

In fact, it can't be called a crossing, in short, it is a future person throwing a punch, and the machine will convert this punch into brainwave stimulation data, which is emitted to the target of several years ago, and the target of the sleep state can clearly capture the fist. The future man hits the receiver, but the past person gets an infinitely realistic feeling. Therefore, in the future, many people choose to use it, with a hug and kiss, to say goodbye to their relatives and lovers at the time of death.

Stop, Xia Liangshu said, so I died young?

It's different, and that's why I came to you, the Hug Program was supposed to be rigorously registered, screened, and monitored to prevent confusion, but your ex-wife —

My ex-wife?

After you patiently listened to me, she found the underground organization and carried out this illegal signal transmission. You are free to love, peacefully divorced, without any dog blood plot, but she still feels sorry for you. After your divorce, you and Tian Suzu came back together and lived a very happy life. She felt that it was better to let you and Tian Suzu be together at the beginning, so she had everything today. Alas, I am also a newly divorced person, and I thought that everyone had the same disease, and I did not think that you had such a good ex-wife. But she thought a little wrong, without her polishing, you can't close the seam with Tian Suzu.

What bullshit is this? Xia Liangshu thought to himself. Wait a minute, since she was going to disguise Tian Ling, then why did she write a glimpse and then interrupt it - you caught it halfway through?

The uncle nodded and said, it's not us, it's them, I'm a modern person, not a time and space policeman, no one can travel through time and space.

What will they do with her?

We don't have the right to ask questions, but there should be no big problem, as long as you solve this problem. The uncle patted the box at his feet, and after connecting the device, they would erase your memory in a targeted manner. Is there anything else you would like to ask?

Xia Liangshu went through the whole thing and felt that there was nothing left, and he couldn't remember it for a while anyway. That, there won't be any sequelae, right?

Definitely not.

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One afternoon at the age of twenty-nine, Xia Liangshu came out of the pharmacy and walked alone on the road. There had been a throbbing pain in his head lately, and he thought he was dying, maybe tomorrow, maybe yesterday.

A girl chasing a bus passed by him, and an AirPod landed on the grass beside the road. The girl did not catch up with the car, he caught up with the girl.

The evening of the waxing moon is rare and the sunset is like a fire, he handed the headphones over, she was about to pick them up, suddenly jumped up, let him put on himself, she said, this section of my favorite!

This attitude of selling Amway is really admirable, he thought. Headphones came with the soundtrack of "Judo Dragon and Tiger List". The movie has never had an acoustic soundtrack, and they listened to a self-made version of netizens who extracted tracks from Blu-ray discs and eliminated noise. The reason why Xia Liangshu is so clear is because it was made and uploaded by him two years ago, and there is a faint drip sound in the middle of the song, which is the Morse code of "xia".

This dominates the length of the music for three minutes and forty seconds. What can you do in three minutes and forty seconds? Xia Liangshu had forgotten completely. He didn't know that every second of those two hundred and twenty seconds would span the rest of his life.

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Comments section

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Small stones

The teacher's text is interesting, time sensitive, the metaphor is very wonderful, and it is not boring to read at all. The setting of the "embrace plan" is quite a bit of humanistic care, and finally said that there is no beginning twist and turn, there is no tight seam behind, and every time is useful for people. This idea is very interesting.

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Kelp cats

Guago was superb! The series of time comparisons, whimsical metaphors, and jumping funny ideas are all amazing!

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Lemon shallow seven

Long time no see! I still like these metaphors again, it's great