2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

Chenjing College, psychological consultation room.

After hanging up the phone, Chai Yi closed his eyes and lay on the back of the chair, reaching out and rubbing his forehead.

Yan Muyun was not stupid, she had known this for a long time.

But she never imagined that he could get so much truth out of unimportant details in such a short period of time.

No, maybe he noticed it earlier, but he couldn't help but ask questions until now.

Chai Yi opened his eyes, sat up straight, picked up the phone again, and was about to dial a number.

But her movements soon stopped, as if she remembered something, she shook her head and smiled bitterly and said to herself: "Oh, he caught me off guard, and he even forgot to say this."

...

Yan Muyun did not go back to the ward immediately after hanging up the phone. Instead, he stood at the door for a while, staring at a tree in front of him unfocused, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Hey, how's that girl doing?" The man's deep and hoarse voice came from above.

Yan Muyun raised his head and saw detachment leader Xing Xiuxian leaning on the railing on the second floor, still wearing the brown jacket from yesterday afternoon, holding half a cigarette between his fingers, looking down at him.

"It's nothing serious. I'll probably wake up in a few hours," he replied.

"Yeah." Xing Xiuxian nodded slightly and took a puff of cigarette.

His expression didn't seem to have any emotional ups and downs, as if he didn't have much thought about the matter, but his next words were a little ruthless: "I originally thought that nothing big would happen if I let you wander around, but You are less reliable than I thought. From now on, you are prohibited from leaving this compound."

Yan Muyun didn't expect the other party to say that suddenly, and subconsciously asked, "Why?"

"Why why?"

"Anyway, the time is only these two days, either tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, so don't run around and cause trouble to others." After leaving the last words lightly, Xing Xiuxian stood up and left, as if he didn't want to say more. Every word is too troublesome.

Yan Muyun grinned silently. Unexpectedly, this detachment leader who had been at his post for more than ten years was unexpectedly difficult to get along with, almost to the point of being inhumane. When something happened to his students, he didn't ask about the reason or the process, and he actually directly ordered them to be banned.

Well... maybe it's unkind and inappropriate, at least he asked Ye Buyu's current situation in the first sentence.

Yan Muyun sighed, there was no way, no matter what the reason was, it was indeed their side that had the trouble first.

Since you have made a mistake, you should stand up and be punished. Anyway, you only need to stay in this small courtyard for a day or two, and you can do whatever you want during this time.

Just as he was about to return to the ward, his cell phone rang suddenly, indicating that he had received new information.

Zhang Xixue: {Thank you. }

Thanks?

What do you mean, why did you suddenly send me this?

Yan Muyun was a little strange. He just clicked a question mark in the chat box, but realized something and quickly pressed the delete button.

At this time, sending a thank you for no reason could only be that thing.

Was it because her mother or Jun Qianmian had told her that Zhang Feiyu had "died" and that his brain had been uploaded to the virtual world?

Yan Muyun's mind was spinning, but in the end it was just a guess, and he still didn't know what to say in reply.

Just when he was struggling, Zhang Xixue sent another message: {Didn't I agree that you have to reply to my messages in the future? }

I guess I saw that the status on his side was "Inputting", but he still hadn't sent the message.

"This useless function should have been turned off long ago." Yan Muyun complained silently and typed a few words on his phone.

{Nothing, you have a good rest. }

Zhang Xixue: {Yeah. }

Yan Muyun waited for a moment and relaxed a little when he saw that the other party didn't send any more messages.

To be honest, he didn't know how to respond to this matter, so he could only use this ambiguous reply to perfunctory the other party.

His relationship with Zhang Feiyu was too complicated, and he had no idea how he should talk to Zhang Xixue about her father's death.

comfort? enlighten? encourage?

As a friend, Yan Muyun should do this.

But as a "victim" of what Zhang Feiyu had done, if these words really came out of his mouth, he would feel a little hypocritical.

When the phone beeped again, Yan Muyun's heart suddenly jumped up, and then he lowered it slightly after looking at the screen.

It was not a message from Zhang Xixue, but a message from Professor Chai.

Chai Yi: {There is something I forgot to tell you. Xiaoye's behavior today is a bit strange, but after she wakes up, you try not to ask her why, just cooperate with her. This is related to her previous experience. As long as she confirms a few things and clears up her knot, she will probably be back to normal. By then, if you have any questions, ask her again. }

Yan Muyun replied: {Can't you just tell me her feelings directly...}

Chai Yi: {This is just my guess, it may not be accurate. If I made a mistake, she would probably be unhappy if she found out. I'd better let her speak for herself. Anyway, remember, if she asks you for help after she wakes up, you must help her. We are not with her, you are the closest person to her. }

The people closest to me...

Yan Muyun hissed, his heartbeat speeding up a little, and he murmured in a low voice, "Real or false."

Put away the phone and return to the ward.

As soon as he pulled up the chair and sat down, the girl on the hospital bed opened her eyes without warning, staring at him with two dark and moist eyes: "Did you do anything to me while I was asleep?" ?”

Yan Muyun sneered: "Yes, I touched your whole body several times."

"Liar, what color are my underwear?"

"White."

"Answer is wrong, you are indeed worse than a beast."

Yan Muyun was just about to reply, "I touched it through my clothes," but he felt that there was no need to continue this outrageous topic, so he helplessly raised his forehead and said, "Get up as soon as you wake up. Go back to your room and sleep. Don't Occupy the hospital bed and don’t get sick.”

"You are so indifferent, you don't worry about me at all." Ye Buyu sat up and jumped to the ground very lightly.

Yan Muyun complained: "You don't look like you need anyone to worry at all."

"I have something to ask you for help with."

"No way, it's not that I don't want to help, we have been banned. Captain Xing said that if we step out of this compound, we will be sent directly back to the country."

"Huh? Really?"

"If you don't believe me, ask him."

"Forget it." Ye Buyu shook his head, fell back on the hospital bed, hugged his knees and curled up into a ball, pitiful and helpless.

Yan Muyun knew she was acting and said helplessly: "What on earth do you want to do? You have been acting weird since noon today."

"I want to confirm one thing from the young principal."

"Shannon? What's going on?"

"I'm just asking a question. It's not complicated at all." The girl stretched out a finger from her sleeve.

Yan Muyun recalled it and said, "I want to ask why he wanted to come here to start a school in the first place?"

"Yeah." Ye Buyu nodded as he huddled up on the bed.

"Is this motive important?" Yan Muyun became more and more confused: "Didn't he say before that he wanted to do something for the children here? What exactly do you want to know?"

"I can't say." Ye Buyu simply rolled around on the bed holding his legs, turning his back to him, and whispered: "This is just my personal baseless guess. I don't want to hurt Teacher Shannon."

"Then we must go? We must find out?"

"I don't know...maybe it's not necessary?"

"Then forget it." Yan Muyun waved his hand.