Ji Yushi asked, âWhy are you coming to Ning City so suddenly?â
âItâs not sudden.â Song Qinglan said, âI have been away for a month and should go and visit my grandfather.â
Ji Yushi asked when Song Qinglan would arrive and said, âI happen to be outside right now. I can come to the station to pick you up.â
The information about âWang Xiaoqianâ was very important to the current Ji Yushi. He didnât think much about it and he also didnât consider whether or not it was inconvenient for the other party.
In fact, Song Qinglan had driven his sports car at a super high speed as soon as he hung up that morning, so he had already arrived in Ning City. After arriving, he finally realised that they had been up all night and Ji Yushi may still be resting.
Thinking this, Song Qinglan resisted the urge to look for Ji Yushi and went to his grandfatherâs place first.
He had also only just received the information and he sent a message to Ji Yushi as soon as he was done glancing through it.
He didnât expect Ji Yushi to call back so quickly.
After the call connected, in order to avoid seeming too eager, Song Qinglan casually lied and said that he was still on the way.
So when Ji Yushi asked him this, he glanced at the time and lied, âIâll arrive around eight.â
Ji Yushi started the car, âThen wait for me in the waiting lounge. Iâll head over now.â
After hanging up, Song Qinglan who was still at his grandfatherâs place hastily cleaned himself up and drove to Ning Cityâs North Station.
He rushed the entire way and managed to park his car and reach the waiting lounge just before eight oâclock.
There were many people coming and going from the station, and there were a lot of people in the waiting lounge.
Song Qinglan glanced around and didnât see Ji Yushiâs figure. Having confirmed that he hadnât arrived yet, he breathed a sigh of relief. Immediately afterwards, his heart sank, and he quietly let out a curse.
Since when did he deceive others like this?
Was it really necessary?
Song Qinglan had never had this experience in the twenty-six years of his life. He had never felt anxious because of another person and had never felt the need to see someone with his own eyes in order to feel relieved.
Song Qinglan had noticed that Ji Yushiâs mental state wasnât right.
He didnât know if people with hyperthymesia have a tendency to overthink but the âChief Wangâ mentioned by Ji Yushi was a discrepancy between his and Ji Yushiâs memory. The calm attitude after seeing Chief Qi, and the âbrain in a vatâ mentioned over the phone, it was all quite negative. It was completely not like the state a person would be in after successfully escaping and returning to the real world.
For some reason, the scene of Ji Yushi opening the medicine box and taking a pill lingered in his mind.
In the park management office, the bookstore, outside the wardâŠ..The chaos in Ji Yushiâs memories were all curbed and controlled by those pills.
The other partyâs fragile face, his trembling eyelashes, as well as the unconscious groan he let out when the space capsule was sucked into the crevice, it all contrasted greatly with his logical, intelligent and rational appearance.
No matter how perfect the psychological evaluation report was for Ji Yushi, there was a saying that goes âthose that are too rigid, fold easilyâ. A human would breakdown if they stubbornly persist and endure past their limits.
It stood to reason that after the transfer was over, Ji Yushi shouldnât have any further connection with their squad with the exception for the mission report.
There would naturally be people caring about Ji Yushiâs mental state and it was clear that there were no shortage of people who would do that.
But Song Qinglan couldnât help but think.
Since it was possible for him to have several relationships at the same time, it was also very likely that each one of them werenât serious.
So those people, would they really care about Ji Yushi?
âCap Song.â
Song Qinglan only waited for a few minutes when he heard a calm voice sound in front of him.
He looked up and saw Ji Yushiâs face.
They had only been apart for two days so there was naturally no change to Ji Yushi.
A simple white short-sleeved T-shirt that was similar to the one Song Qinglan found for him in PU-31 somehow made him stand out even more. Just by standing in the waiting lounge, many peopleâs eyes were drawn over.
What Song Qinglan noticed however, were the two faint shadows under the other personâs eyes.
Song Qinglan stood up and said naturally, âYou came so quickly.â
If he drove a little slower, he wouldâve arrived after Ji Yushi.
Ji Yushi said, âI was outside when I called you, so I came directly.â
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The two walked out side by side.
In the hustle and bustle of the summer night in Ning City, cries of cicadas accompanied the intermittent waves of heat.
When the large black off-road car was revealed, Song Qinglan was quite surprised. He couldnât imagine someone like Ji Yushi driving such a domineering car.
Song Qinglan unlocked his phone, opened the information and handed it to Ji Yushi, âTake a look first. Iâll drive.â
Of course, this was what he had wanted. Ji Yushi had no objections, âOkay.â
The car entered the traffic. Neon lights flashed in Ning City. Ji Yushi quietly looked through the information.
Wang Xiaoqian, female, 52 years old. Previously a professor in the Department of Quantum Physics at Capital University. The information reported that she was from the capital and also included some of her papers, essays and teaching subjects. Just like Song Qinglan had said, it was however not complete. Except for these, there were no photos and there was also no information about Tianqiong.
Ji Yushi searched Capital University on the internet. There was nothing about Wang Xiaoqian on the page with faculty staff.
âI have some connections.â Song Qinglan said, âThrough the name you provided, I found many women with the same name and surname. After excluding some candidates with too large age gaps and different educational backgrounds, I ended up with this one. If it was really as you had said and Wang Xiaoqian was the chief of the Jiang City branch, this professor who taught quantum physics would probably be the closest candidate.â
Ji Yushi nodded. In this era, privacy was highly valued, so all databases were encrypted. It already wasnât easy getting all this information.
What he didnât expect was that Song Qinglan who had no impression of the âChief Wangâ he mentioned still invested so much effort to investigate.
âThey will send more detailed information later.â Song Qinglan continued, âYou can confirm if it is her at the time.â
As he said this, Song Qinglan inadvertently glanced at Ji Yushi and was slightly stunned.
There was a bright red mark on Ji Yushiâs neck.
This mark wasnât something Song Qinglan hadnât seen before.
If Li Chun went out to play for a few days before returning to the squad, he would have a few of these things on him too.
He originally wanted to ignore it.
But with that one glance, perhaps it was because the red mark on the extremely fair skin was too eye catching, he couldnât help but notice it.
Song Qinglan gritted the back of his teeth, âJi Yushi, your neck. Pay attention.â
Ji Yushi was baffled. He pulled down the mirror in the passenger seat and took a look, âForgot to close the window last night.â
No wonder he was scratching that place today. Turns out he was bitten by a mosquito last night.
Song Qinglan was silent for a while.
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Ji Yushi wasnât very good at guessing other peopleâs thoughts, nor was he good at handling interpersonal relationships. Song Qinglan helping him in private with gathering all this information already meant a lot to him.
He withdrew his gaze and gathered his thoughts together before asking, âYou said on the phone that you also noticed some differences. What differences were they?â
âThe last time I was in the Ouroboros mission, I realised that it was a cycle only when the woman on the street charged over.â
Passing a traffic light intersection, Song Qinglan turned the steering wheel. His actions were very smooth, and it carried arrogance and haughtiness. It gave a strong sense that he was the one who suited this car more.
âI didnât remember anything at first and at most just had a feeling. After I realised that everything had happened before, the memory of the last cycle suddenly appeared in my mind. This was something I was very familiar with. When Old Zhou and I were participating in a witness of time program in the army, we had undergone memory enhancement training. It was very similar to having a key to a memory, but it was actually a subconscious hint. That is why, unlike Tang Le and the others, we could more or less remember what happened in the cycles.â
After saying this, Song Qinglanâs furrowed brows didnât relax. His heroic face seemed to have tightened even more, âI had no impression of Wang Xiaoqianâs name before I read through her information but when I read some of her essays, I suddenly had a vague impression. I seemed to remember debating about some of those points and was eventually persuaded but in my current memory, the person I debated with was Chief Qi.â
Ji Yushi was stunned, âDouble memories?â
Song Qinglan also had double memories?
âOne memory is relatively vague and the other is very clear.â Song Qinglan said, âBut I donât believe that we are in an illusion. What we are looking at is definitely reality, but it may not be our original reality.â
Ji Yushi had just left the Ji residence and Professor Jiâs words were still lingering inside him.
Hearing Song Qinglan say this, he couldnât help but ask, âYou also think that we have come to a parallel world?â
Song Qinglan remained silent and didnât comment on the world âalsoâ.
He continued to calmly drive the car, âIf this is a parallel world, then there must be another us. Where did they go?â
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These words struck Ji Yushiâs heart hard, making him fall silent.
This was a problem that had been troubling Ji Yushi. Coupled with his chaotic memory and the fact that it had only been a few days since his return, Ji Yushiâs state was already very bad and possibly even worse than how he was in the Ouroboros mission.
He was already very overwhelmed.
Song Qinglan, âThe âbrain in a vatâ theory you mentioned made me think about this question for a long time. Iâm wondering, did we arrive at a parallel world or is this our original world and have we just acquired memories from another world? In other words, what is happening to us is the sequelae of travelling through time and space and the so-called double memories is actually us going mad?â
Am I the butterfly or Zhuangzi? (KKnotes: This is another reference to the Butterfly Dream poem mentioned previously where Zhuangzi wondered if he was a man who dreamed of a butterfly or a butterfly dreaming of being a man.)
How do people tell that something is truly real?
âAnd I finally reached a conclusion.â Song QInglan said, âItâs actually very simple if you want to know the answer to these questions.â
The car had at some point in time reached Ji Yushiâs place.
Ji Yushi had originally thought that Song Qinglan would drive the car to his grandfatherâs place and then he would drive back home. This would be considered as âdropping Song Qinglan offâ.
But it seemed that Song Qinglan didnât seem to have understood his intentions. Looks like he may need to drive out again.
But Ji Yushi didnât have the time to worry about that right now.
Because Song Qinglan said to him, âThe key to solving the problem lies with you. This time, I donât want to discuss the mission report we need to give to the people above. I want you to tell me everything you remember from the moment you arrived at Jiang City, including Ouroboros, Chaos, and everything that happened after we were intercepted. If we look at the memories from a different angle and peel the skin off layer by layer, we will definitely reach the truth.â
The streetlamp outside illuminated Ji Yushiâs calm face. Only he himself knew how violently his heart was beating at this very moment, âMy other memory? What if I make a mistake?â
âAnyone with overlapping memories can make mistakes but you wonât. Whether this is a parallel world or the aftereffects of traversing, Advisor Ji, your memory is the key for us to distinguish between the realities.â Song Qinglan said, âI believe in you.â
In reality and not in a mission. This line was spoken almost too straightforwardly.
The inside of the car was suddenly quiet for a few seconds.
Song Qinglan let out a light cough and said, âYou can go up. Iâll take a taxi and go back to my grandfatherâs place.â
And he had to also go back to the station to pick up his car.
Ji Yushi however asked, âCap Song, can you go back tomorrow?â
Song Qinglan almost choked, âHuh?â
Was Ji Yushi inviting him to go up and stay over for the night?
Of course, he definitely didnât mean it that way but wasnât it a bit inappropriate for a straight man to stay overnight with a man whose sexual orientation was men?
Perhaps it was because of Song Qinglanâs hesitation, Ji Yushi belatedly remembered that the other party had PTSD towards getting close with a gay and felt that the other person may have misunderstood something. He undid his seatbelt, the red mark on his neck appearing and disappearing at the edge of his collar, âWhat I meant wasââââ
âOkay.â Song Qinglan smoothly got out of the car, âWe shouldnât leave it until itâs too late. If necessary, we can video call Old Zhou and the others to see how they are going.â
After he said that, he looked upstairs and narrowed his eyes, âWhoâs home?â
Ji Yushi breathed a sigh of relief, âJust a cat.â