There was no one else in the corridor, and even the hustle and bustle of the city had become much quieter.
The neighbourhood aunt stood there motionlessly staring at the door. She neither spoke nor moved. She didnât look like she was about to knock on the door because she needed something.
But it was so late. Who would stand in front of their neighbourâs house so silently at a time like this? Shouldnât they be sleeping?
In the dim light, Song Qinglan stood behind the door and watched the other party for almost five minutes.
He wondered if the other party was sleepwalking.
An unarmed woman wasnât much danger. After confirming that the other party wasnât going to do anything else, Song Qinglan checked the lock on the door and then turned back to the sofa. The cat was still sitting on the arm of the sofa, looking at him with a tilted head.
Song Qinglan reached out to rub the catâs head. It didnât hide or make a sound.
The atmosphere was indeed quite unusual.
Song Qinglan retracted his hand and fell in thought for a while. He then walked over to Ji Yushiâs room.
He should check on Ji Yushi.
The handle to the bedroom turned and warm light flooded out.
Song Qinglan recalled that the rumours had not only said that Ji Yushi loved books, he was also very afraid of the dark so he never worked overnight shifts in the Ning City branch.
So did he usually sleep with the lights on?
Sure enough, there was a nightlight by the bed.
Ji Yushi entire body sank into the soft bed and half of his face was buried in the pillow. His expression under the warm light was relaxed and he appeared to be sleeping soundly.
The air-conditioning in the room was very low. Ji Yushi had a thin blanket covering him which rose and fell as he breathed.
The sleeping Ji Yushi appeared very fragile.
Just like how he was in the Chaos mission.
Ji Yushi at that time had been frozen cold and Song Qinglan had held him in his arms for several hours.
At this moment, something fluffy passed by his feet.
The orange cat was fat, but its actions were light and agile. Song Qinglan didnât even notice it coming over and only noticed it presence after it lightly jumped onto Ji Yushiâs bed and curled up by Ji Yushiâs neck.
It looked like everything was back to normal.
Song Qinglan didnât enter the room. He only stood at the door for several seconds before gently closing it and returning to the living room.
After this episode, the small amount of sleepiness Song Qinglan originally had was completely gone. He browsed through his phone for a while and saw that Li Chun had posted a new status.
Li Chun: [My girlfriend said I was wrong, so I must be wrong. There is absolutely no talking back [Dog head]]
Slag men really have a lot of tricks under their sleeves.
Just as Song Qinglan had this thought, he immediately backtracked â When did Li Chun have a girlfriend?
Before leaving for the mission last time, Li Chun had said that he hadnât had the chance to ask for the girlâs number and he had expressed a lot of regret.
Song Qinglan sent a message to Li Chun whose mind was constantly filled with ridiculous thoughts asking him to contact him once he was up.
After thinking about it, Song Qinglan also sent a message to the rest of the squad with the content: [Contact me when youâre up.]
These group of bastards all like to sleep in whenever they had the chance. Song Qinglan guessed that they probably wouldnât wake up very early, but he and Ji Yushi were also in a state where they didnât possess many clues, so it was nothing more than asking about the other partyâs situation.
*
Early the next morning, Ji Yushi woke up.
There were traces of Little Orange sleeping next to his pillow. It seemed that it had sneaked into his room last night, but he hadnât noticed it at all.
It had been a long, long time since Ji Yushi slept so deeply.
He had clearly discussed a terrifying topic just before going to bed, but he didnât even dream. Could it be because there was an extra person in the house?
But, this kind of situation seldom happened even when Ji Minyue stayed over.
What surprised Ji Yushi even more was, as soon as he walked out of the room, he was greeted with the aroma of breakfast and coffee.
In the kitchen, Song Qinglan was frying eggs.
He was too tall, so the spacious kitchen appeared a lot smaller in comparison.
Ji Yushi was surprised, âYouââ.â
âNot going to my grandfatherâs place for now.â Song Qinglan saw that he was awake and immediately said, âI booked the soonest train ticket. We will go back to Jiang City directly after breakfast.â
Song Qinglan had already washed up. It could be seen that he hadnât slept well but he was still filled with energy. It was as if he would never be out of energy.
Ji Yushi actually wasnât asking why he hadnât left and had wanted to ask why he was cooking.
Song Qinglan poured the egg onto a plate, his movements very skilful. The fried egg was golden brown on the outside. It was clear that it was cooked just right.
Song Qinglan picked up a second egg with one hand and swiftly knocked it against the edge of the pan. The egg fell into the pan and sizzled loudly. The action itself was rather elegant. Despite being a man with such strong, domineering presence, he didnât look out of place while cooking.
âOh.â
Ji Yushi didnât have the heart to tell him that the eggs were probably expired.
Ji Yushi lived alone and didnât normally cook. Those eggs were ones that he had left behind before he went to Jiang City. If you disregarded how long it had been there before he left, just his trip to Jiang City alone was an entire month.
The egg in the pan looked quite normal so as long as it was cooked, it should be okay?
Looking at the egg Song Qinglan had fried already, Ji Yushi found himself craving it a little.
The immunity and intestinal flora of the two full-grown adults should be enough to cope with these eggs. As long as they didnât eat too much, it should be okay.
Ji Yushi convinced himself.
And thenâŚâŚ..he saw Song Qinglan fry up another five eggs in one go.
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Ji Yushi: ââŚâŚ..â
What a joke. Song Qinglan is 193 centimetres tall and weighs more than 90 kilograms. In fact, five eggs arenât enough to even fill the gaps between his teeth. If Ji Yushiâs fridge wasnât so empty, he definitely wouldâve cooked some more.
âWith the three-month vacation, I originally planned to tour around Ning City when I have time.â Song Qinglan chatted with him, âI didnât think that I would go back so soon.â
Ji Yushi said, âIn fact, thereâs nothing much to see in Ning City. Cities are all the same.â
Song Qinglan, âItâs not the same. I went to kindergarten for a few years here. This place has my childhood memories.â
Ji Yushi, âOh, the three-year drawing champion in kindergarten?â
It seemed that Ji Yushi really remembered everything, including his bragging.
Song Qinglan was noncommittal towards this teasing and joked, âNot only were there memories of being the drawing champion, but there was also my âfirst loveâ. I remember that there as a very pretty little girl in kindergarten at the time and we played really well together. When I left for Jiang City, she even criedâŚâŚâ
Reaching this point, he looked up at Ji Yushi, âWhatâs that expression of yours? I canât be charming as a child?â
Ji Yushiâs beautiful eyes were wide open as if he didnât believe him at all.
As soon as Song Qinglan said this, he remembered that it wasnât that he hadnât turned smaller in front of Ji Yushi. The thought of himself wearing adult clothes and stumbling behind his teammates was so beautiful, he felt embarrassed for a while. He could only cough lightly and say, âOh and I still remember her name. It seemed to beâŚâŚHan Han. I should look for her when I have the chance.â
Ji Yushi spoke mercilessly, âThen you probably wonât be able to find her.â
The eggs were now done.
Song Qinglan didnât take that comment to heart. It was all just silly talk anyway.
He sat down and passed two eggs to Ji Yushi, âAdvisor Ji, does your talkative neighbourhood aunt sleepwalk?â
âNeighbourhood aunt? Sleepwalk?â Ji Yushi placed the eggs back onto Song Qinglanâs plate, âWhat do you mean?â
Song Qinglan told him about what happened last night.
It sounded quite scary. Ji Yushi was also a little surprised. He had never noticed his neighbour sleepwalking. During those sleepless nights, he had never thought about looking through his peephole to see what was going on outside.
This matter would be put to the back of their mind for the time being.
Song Qinglan had already checked again in the morning. The neighbourhood aunt was gone.
Ji Yushi asked, âSo you didnât sleep much last night?â
âYeah, not used sleeping in a new place.â Song Qinglan used his fork to gently tap the edge of his plate. He looked at him with a faint smile, âYou donât even like to eat eggs?â
Ji Yushi: ââŚâŚâ
Song Qinglan pointed out, âYou donât like spam meat and you also donât like eggs. Advisor Ji, youâre really hard to raise. It looks like no one has told you that if you donât like something, you should speak up.â
Ji Yushi didnât speak. It made it seem like it really was the case.
Song Qinglan added, âIâm not picky. I can get rid of anything.â
If he knew earlier that Ji Yushi didnât like it, he wouldnât have forced him to eat so much spam meat back at Big Beardâs space capsule.
Ji Yushi however just didnât have the habit of voicing his likes and dislikes. He didnât like spam meat, but he liked eggs. He hesitated, âI like itâŚ..I thought you were the one who didnât like spam meat.â
Song Qinglan quickly replied, âI also like it.â
As soon as he finished saying that, the two fell silent for a moment.
It was just a discussion about food in the morning but why did it feel like it was an awkward beginning of the two slowly getting to know each other?
The strange thing was, they had clearly experienced countless life or death situations and have perfect tacit understanding of each otherâs thoughts, but the moment they returned to normal life, they realised that they actually didnât know anything about the other party. Except for the relationship between a squad captain and a temporary team member, they werenât even at a stage that could be considered as friends. In fact, he and Song Qinglan werenât familiar at all.
Ji Yushi didnât have many friends and he also didnât know how to take the initiative to maintain a relationship.
But he could feel that Song Qinglan was getting closer.
The suspected expired eggs were delicious and Song Qinglanâs coffee was also very fragrant.
As he quietly chewed, Ji Yushi suddenly realised something â So in the space capsule, Song Qinglan was giving up those cans of spam meat for him?
No wonder Big Beard misunderstood at the time.
Ji Yushi quietly lowered his eyes. His grip around his fork tightened unconsciously.
These straight men, were they always so direct and sincere in the name of friendship?
*
After finishing the homemade breakfast and while praying that they wouldnât get an upset stomach, Ji Yushi left his place together with Song Qinglan.
The two went downstairs together but ran into Ji Minyue at the base of the stairs.
Ji Minyue wore glasses and was holding a lead for his corgi.
Just like before, he seemed to be taking his dog for a walk and was stopping by Ji Yushiâs place to check on him.
When the three met, Ji Minyue just stood there. He had his back against the sun, making it difficult to see his expression.
âOlder brother?â Ji Yushi greeted and then told Song Qinglan, âMy older brother.â
Ji Minyue didnât move.
Ji Yushi walked over and was finally able to see Ji Minyueâs face clearly.
It turned out that Ji Minyue was looking at him. He didnât appear to be curious about who the person beside him was and just said, âOld Ji wants you to go home.â
Thinking that they were worried about him, Ji Yushi told Ji Minyue, âCap Song and I have to go to Jiang City.â
Ji Minyue only repeated, âOld Ji wants you to go home.â
Ji Yushi for some reason felt a little uncomfortable, âJi Minyue, whatâs wrong with you?â
Ji Minyue, âOld Ji wants you to go home.â
From their meeting until now, he had repeated it three times. Ji Minyueâs voice was very stiff and also somewhat mechanical.
When he spoke, his eyes stared at Ji Yushi and he didnât even blink. He was completely different from his usual demeanour.
Ji Yushi was pulled back by someone. He heard Song Qinglan speak to him, âLook at the dog.â
The Corgi stood beside Ji Minyue. As a dog, it didnât have its tongue hanging out to let it cool down and it was doing the same thing as its owner, staring at them unblinkingly and without any other movement.
âItâs not sleepwalking.â Song Qinglan said, âSomething isnât right about your neighbour and the same goes for your older brother. Advisor Ji, have you noticed that your cat hasnât made a sound at all this morning?â
As the two ate, the cat had jumped onto the breakfast table.
Ji Yushi thought it was interested in the fried eggs but, recalling it now, the cat only sat there and watched them.
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Even when he added cat food to the automatic feeder before he left, the cat only sat far away, not making a single sound.
âWe should go!â
Song Qinglan said this and the two quickly walked towards where the car was parked.
Ji Minyue led his dog and silently followed behind them. Even when Song Qinglan started the car, he continued to silently stare at them.
The off-road vehicle backed out smoothly. After a short pause, Ji Minyue pounced onto the glass.
With his familiar face close at hand, Ji Minyue mechanically said, âOld Ji wants you to go home.â
Ji Yushi had an urge to open the car door and follow Ji Minyue away.
Song Qinglan returned him to his senses, âJi Yushi!â
Only now did Ji Yushi realise that he had placed his hand on the door handle. He was startled by this and quickly withdrew his hand. Song Qinglan continued to focus on driving.
As they got closer and closer to the exit of the community, Ji Yushi saw a very shocking scene through the rearview mirror.
Ji Minyue, the corgi, the neighbourhood aunt and her kids, as well as the community administrator, were all standing behind them.
They all stood there expressionlessly, quietly watching the car drive away.
*
The car drove out of the complex and merged with the early morning traffic.
The city was full of traffic and the sun was bright. Everything seemed to be normal. It was as if that strangeness earlier was just their imagination.
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But Ji Yushi knew that it wasnât.
What was going on?
Ji Minyue was his family, the neighbourhood aunt and her children could be considered as close acquaintances, and that community administrator had also once helped him find his catâŚ..These were all people who have a relationship with him.
âI called my grandfatherâs place this morning but couldnât get through.â Song Qinglan said, âI tried home too, and no one answered. I thought it was just a coincidence but now it seems that something isnât right. I think these abnormalities are not only affecting the people around you, itâs also the same on my end.â
As if guessing what Ji Yushi was thinking, Song Qinglan who was driving provided information from his end.
Why was this happening?
Both of them were a little at loss.
âDo you still want to find Chief Wang?â Song Qinglan asked, âWhat do you think?â
Ji Yushi didnât hesitate, âLetâs go.â
Song Qinglan already anticipated this answer. He continued to drive the car quickly and steadily.
On the way, Song Qinglan received a call from Duan Wen because of the message he had sent last night.
âCap Song.â Duan Wenâs voice was very low. His tone sounded a little different from usual, âIs it not convenient for you to talk now?â
Song Qinglan said, âI am with Advisor Ji.â
Through the communicator in the car, Duan Wen seemed to be shocked. Why were these two together again?
But knowing that Ji Yushi was also there, Duan Wen opened up and quickly and nervously spoke, âFucking hell, I think Iâm going crazy.â
âCap Song, do you remember the tree in my backyard? The one I planted on my twenty-fifth birthday?â Because he was too excited, Duan Wen forgot to leave out the profanities, âI made a wish that day that I would get married when I turn thirty-five and by that time, I would be able to put up a swing on the tree for the child. Yesterday, while I was putting up a swing, I suddenly fucking rememberedâŚ.What child?â
Duan Wenâs voice was trembling, âBut I really did have one. Itâs a daughter, and very cute. My wife is from the Jiang City branch research team and weâve known each other for five years but I clearly remember pursing her only to be rejected and was even later invited to her weddingâŚ..Whatâs going on? In my current memory, that wedding was for me and her. Iâm wondering if Iâm going crazy. Did the time and space hijacking leave me with such a serious sequela?â
The expressions of the two in the car changed.
Although it didnât make sense, it was something they expected.
Song Qinglan comforted calmly, âDonât panic. We also have similar symptoms.â
Duan Wen was stunned, âThis damned thing. Itâs not a blessing to share so how can I not panic?â
âBrother Wen.â Ji Yushi spoke up, âCap Song and I are guessing that this situation is likely caused by the overlapping of two memories.â
Ji Yushiâs voice was cold and clear. Every time he analysed something, the listener was able to quickly settle down and pay attention. Although he and Song Qinglan currently also didnât have any clues, Ji Yushi was able to use a simple explanation to let Duan Wen understand the current situation.
Duan Wen asked, âThen what do I do now?â
âI have some documents here that I will send to you later. See if you remember anything when you look at it.â Song Qinglan was referring to Chief Wangâs information. He then continued, âYou should contact the others and learn about their situation. Advisor Ji and I are on our way back to Jiang City.â
The call ended.
Ji Yushi sent the documents over to Duan Wen.
There was a traffic jam on the road. When they arrived at Ning City North Station, they didnât have much time.
Fortunately, both of them were tall and had long legs. They headed straight for the station without stopping after parking the car.
There were many people coming and going at the station. Passengers from all over the place gathered there. It was always in a busy state.
Crossing through the parking lot and the lobby, Song Qinglan noticed that there would occasionally be some unfamiliar faces stopping and staring at them.
Ji Yushi quickly retrieved these faces from his memories.
It seemed that these people who had stopped to look at them were people he had at one point interacted with.
There is a term called six degrees of separation.
The meaning for it was that, between two strangers, at most every sixth person would be someone they know. It meant that no matter who it was in this world, they would be no more than six social connections away.
Passing by each other in the same city or catching a glimpse of each other at a certain place, the world was both big and small. Even if it was not as exaggerated as the so-called six degrees of separation, these people here still had some form of connection.
Ji Yushi followed Song Qinglan and crossed through the crowd.
Suddenly, someone grabbed his clothes.
Ji Yushi looked back. It was the cleaning staff.
Having passed through this lobby several times in the past, he had once helped the cleaner pick up rubbish from the ground.
At this moment the cleaner had grabbed him, but he didnât speak. There were no emotions in his dim eyes, as if his task was just to stop him from moving forward.
Ji Yushi only stopped for a moment when five or six people appeared from behind the cleaner.
They stepped out of the crowd and stared at Ji Yushi without blinking, just like how it was with Ji Minyue and the neighbourhood aunt. They approached him silently and seemed to be wanting to encircle and trap Ji Yushi.
The other people passing by seemed to not notice anything.
Facing such a group of people with expressionless faces, it made one feel like they were in a nightmare.
âJi Yushi!â
Song Qinglan very quickly discovered that Ji Yushi wasnât behind him. He returned and grabbed his hand.
In just those short seconds, cold sweat had formed on Ji Yushiâs palms. He suddenly returned to his senses, âCap Song!â
There were more and more people. From the initial five or six, there were now a dozen or so people.
These people formed a human wall, blocking their way to Jiang City.
Song Qinglanâs expression was solemn, âLetâs go!â
Ji Yushi followed Song Qinglan out of the encirclement. The two walked very quickly.
Song Qinglan unceremoniously pushed away the people circling them. He was strong and was able to knock them away with ease to create a path, but they still continued to follow them at the same pace.
Their IDs were verified at the ticket gate and the two finally entered the platform.
They had moved swiftly enough. Those people couldnât take the suspended train without a ticket so they could only stand behind the glass windows outside the platform.
Being watched from behind by such a group of people, it felt like even the speed of the train had slowed down.
On the platform, the passengers waiting for the train chatted cheerily, forming a sharp contrast with the strangeness behind them.
Whilst stuck in this reality that didnât seem like a reality, the train finally arrived.
They boarded the train. Because of the angle, those people could no longer see them.
Along with the sound of the wind whistling, the suspended train began to move. Ji Yushi saw from the distance that the people by the window seemed to have suddenly come back to life. Each of them regained normal, vivid expressions and slowly scattered away.