Above the Seven Towers

Soft and exotic music, a female voice sings a song of unknown meaning in a gentle tone.

The lights were a bit dim, making the wooden table and table cloth in front of them look very textured. The dishes have a complicated pattern, with chopsticks, knives and forks on the sides.

Xiao Chen realized that it was a dining table for two people in the restaurant. He glanced around, decorated with rattan style, wood carvings of peacocks and elephants on the wall, and stone Buddha statues with different postures placed on the surrounding cabinets The waiter standing in the distance wears Southeast Asian style clothing.

There was no one on the opposite side, but there was a set of tableware.

Am I waiting for someone? Xiao Chen thought.

Sure enough, a girl came under the guidance of the waiter and walked in front of him.

Luo Ling? !

"Sorry, there was a meeting that delayed some time. Have you arrived for a while?" Luo Ling took off her coat and hung it on the back of the chair, put the bag behind her, smiled at Xiao Chen, and sat opposite him. Position.

"Uh, fortunately, I have just arrived." Xiao Chen responded with a smile.

"Last night's manuscript, how about the number of readings? Is it broken?" Luo Ling asked, looking at the menu.

"Manuscript?" Xiao Chen was still confused.

"Stupid." Luo Ling smiled. "How come you come in today, you look like a muddled man, stayed up all night yesterday, did the brain cells sacrifice too much?"

She called the waiter first, and Mali ordered a few dishes, then turned on her phone, rummaged, and exclaimed: "It's good. It's actually over 20,000. It seems that this time the story is well-compiled. Through ..., um, Well, there is analysis ... Yes, Lao Xiao, made up like a detective story, justified and convincing. "

Xiao Chen had no idea what she was talking about, so she had to touch her nose and waited patiently for her to read it.

Luo Ling read very quickly and finished the whole article in two or three minutes. She put down her phone and suddenly reached out her hand, holding Xiao Chen ’s hand: “You said, on the day two years ago, if it ’s not you riding The car went to print, accidentally bumped me, and then took me to a pharmacy a few steps away to buy band-aid. We must all be in the school, and we will disappear with that half of the campus. "

Xiao Chen's hand was held by Luo Ling's slender hand, and suddenly felt a little hot in his face. This Luo Ling is intimate and natural to him, is it that kind of relationship they already have?

But Luo Ling's words still made him a little concerned, the campus disappeared?

"You, that day of crossing?" Xiao Chen asked, frowning.

"Yo, this WeChat editor is surrounded by the story you wrote? Just so sure it was a crossover?"

Luo Ling turned the phone over, and the screen was directed to Xiao Chen. I saw that this was a public account called "Old Xiao Guai Tan". The article inside was a bird's-eye view of Hua Xia University, but the ground was like a big pit, and most of the school disappeared from the ground and disappeared. The title is "Traversing Time and Space: A Journey through Huaxia University", and the following text uses speculation to discuss what will happen if the shocking case of the disappearance of Huaxia University is a transit.

"I didn't expect you to write in it that both of us became magicians and a pair over there. How much do you depend on me and won't let me go to another world?" Luo Ling smiled sweetly, and it looked like Xiao Chen's heart beat quickly.

Luo Ling and I didn't cross it? Xiao Chen read the article in surprise, but always felt that the article described what should happen. And the warmth here is just a dream.

dream?

I finally remembered it, the dream of traveling ...

auzw.com Xiao Chen was filled with a sense of loss at this time.

"What's wrong? You're so strange today." Luo Ling's hands tightened tighter. "What happened?"

Now that he knew it was a dream, Xiao Chen let go.

"Dine first. I haven't had such a good meal for a long time." The dishes have come up one after another. He filled a bowl of Dongyin Gong soup and sipped it down. The taste buds that had been silent for many days were finally resurrected. Then came the curry sirloin and shrimp salad. Luo Ling watched Xiao Chen eat gulpingly, revealing a thoughtful expression.

"Hey, how about we play a game now?" Luo Ling said.

"Game?" Xiao Chen was still gobbling.

"I think this article you wrote is very interesting. Let's continue to deduce, what happened after we passed through, and then how about I help you find the flaw?"

Xiao Chen shook his shoulders when he saw Luo Ling's enthusiasm, "Yes."

He took the napkin and wiped his mouth, and began to recall: "If we cross, I should be printing something at that moment, and you went to the small supermarket ..."

According to his own experience, Xiao Chen talked briefly. He talked for nearly half an hour in one breath, and finally talked about Wang Du's experience. He wanted to stop several times, but Luo Ling encouraged him to finish the story and asked many details.

Luo Ling seems to be still digesting the story, but Xiao Chen can't wait to continue eating.

"There are very few things over there?"

"Well, yeah." Xiao Chenguang looked at the food without even thinking about what Luo Ling said.

"Are there any rice?"

"No."

Luo Ling drank a glass of juice and said, "I knew I should take you to eat Chinese food, so I will come back once."

"What do you say!" Xiao Chen suddenly realized that the other party's words were very wrong.

Luo Ling folded her hands on her chin and said seriously: "You are Xiao Chen, and many of your subtle movements are still the same, but you are not my Xiao Chen, because you are to us, to this world. What happened after the school disappeared is very unclear. I guess you are a Xiao Chen from a parallel world. In that world, I and you have gone to a different world! "

Xiao Chen contained a prawn and looked at the other party in surprise: "You are so smart in a dream! But since it is a dream, even you are false, what else can you say?"

"How do you know that I'm just a false dream? I think I am a very real Luo Ling." She laughed slyly.

"How is this possible." Xiao Chen waved at the spoon on the table, and the spoon was suspended in the air. "Look, is this surreal? It can only happen in a dream."

"But you can do this in your world too?" Luo Ling asked rhetorically.

"This ... indeed."

"So, how do you know if you go back to the original world, or come to my world. You will not continue to have this power? After all, this is purely spiritual power, and does not involve any magic power, right?" Luo? Ling's inferences quickly caught the essence of the problem from Xiao Chen's previous narrative.

"I think you are real now, because I think I am not so clever even in my dreams." Xiao Chen murmured.