Space-time SWAT

——The prodigal son of the four seasons: You judged well, I am far from a great man.In recent days, I've felt more and more that I'm getting closer to what we've all been trying to feel our entire lives.In the dead of night, I will try to communicate with another time and space, and I have gained a lot recently.I can feel their presence, I just can't see it yet.I also once asked them wholeheartedly, if they come, give me a proof, and they did.In my feeling, another time and space is much brighter and happier than our world.Many times, there is always a voice in my heart, which is calling me to go to it.I intuitively felt that the voice came from the plateau.I thought, maybe it's time for me to go.

Sun Jikai replied happily, and the sound of typing on the keyboard echoed clearly in the night.

——Sleepwalking Tianmu Yinliu Farewell: I also feel more and more that other time and space are much better than this world we are in, and I also feel that those relatives who have passed away are also there, living a happy life.My life has always been free and easy, but what I miss most are those days when I wandered freely on the plateau.I miss the pure mountains, clean water and bright sky over there very much.I'd like to go back with you if you think it's okay.

After sending the letter, he sat in front of the computer and waited.But there has been no reply.The light blue light on the screen reflected his face, and the cold air gradually calmed him down.The heart gradually emerged from the chaos, exposed to the cold night, feeling very cold and empty.

He typed a few words slowly.

——Sleepwalking Tianmu chanted farewell: Can you give me your voice?

Then, he left his cell phone number.

He sat for a long time, until the first ray of dawn in the early morning of the imperial capital flashed in the sky, then he turned off the computer and went to bed.

He didn't get up until the afternoon, ordered takeaway to eat, and sat by the window to prepare for work.

But Zou Sen called and said with a sly smile, "How is it? Butterfly tastes good, right?"

Sun Jikai felt a little helpless, "You're such a lustful person who sees lust everywhere. Am I that kind of person? I sent her home last night and came back without even entering the door."

Zou Sen was a little surprised, "Why? All the men who have fucked her say she is delicious."

Sun Jikai suddenly felt a little bored, so he had to say honestly: "I think it's normal. She looks like she is taking drugs, right? I wouldn't touch this kind of person." There are many things that confuse him in this world. What he doesn't understand is probably the people who take drugs.Why do they do this?Want to stimulate, want to vent, where can't you find opportunities?Rock climbing, skydiving, bungee jumping, adventure, cross-country, mountaineering, diving, and more.Why go bankrupt and ruin your life for a moment of happiness?

"Oh, that's a pity." Zou Sen smiled freely, "But it doesn't matter, can you still not find beautiful women?"

Zou Sen clicked his tongue again and again, "It's a pity, she turned out to be a very beautiful little girl, and she smells so good on the bed. Now, I don't dare to touch her."

Sun Jikai was really upset, and said in a deep voice, "In this case, why did you introduce her to me? What do you mean?"

"Hey, don't get me wrong." Zou Sen quickly explained, "She's not out to sell, she's just living a more indulgent life. In the bar, as long as a man buys her a drink, she will sleep with him, and she doesn't want any money from him. I think she just vented her hurt feelings after the divorce. But her poisoning should be a recent thing. I really don’t know, otherwise I wouldn’t hurt your brother. What kind of friendship do you think we two have? I can’t think about it. How low is your IQ to harm you. Are you right?"

"Forget it. You don't ask me to go to that kind of occasion in the future, I don't like it." Sun Jikai gave a warning and let it go, "Okay, I have to work. If you have no serious business, just kneel down."

"Yes, the Lafayette is auspicious, and the servant will leave." Zou Sen played tricks, laughed and hung up the phone.

Sun Jikai sat there, looking at the bright sunshine of the northern country outside the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.The green hills in the distance are quietly facing the blue sky, and there is a stern wind whizzing past.Listening to the sound of the wind full of primitive power, his heart fluctuated up and down like in the waves.

The phone on the table rang suddenly.He had a strange premonition, picked it up and connected it, but didn't make a sound.

"Hello." A deep voice came from the phone, calm and indifferent.

"Hi." He responded.

She didn't speak anymore, and she could feel her hesitation from the phone.

After a long while, she smiled softly, "Sleepwalking Tianmu bid farewell."

He also smiled, and said lightly, "The prodigal son of the four seasons."

She smiled, "It seems to be giving a secret signal."

He said happily, "Yes."

She didn't seem to know what else to say.He is also at a loss for words.

They were silent for a long time.There was a slight electric sound in the phone receiver, like time, running forward slowly and unstoppably, only death can surpass it.

After a long time, they whispered at the same time, "How about writing a letter?"

They laughed and said at the same time, "Okay."

She smiled lowly, her voice was always soft, with a taste far away from the world.

They didn't say goodbye and hung up at the same time.

Sun Jikai smiled and opened the mailbox.

——The prodigal son of the four seasons: Unlike you, my childhood was full of loneliness and loneliness.I only have a mother, and I have been weak and sick since I was a child, and the memory of my entire childhood is very vague.My mother has no time for me because she has to work hard.Thinking about it so far, I have achieved nothing, and I am really sorry for her upbringing.Because of her, I am still ups and downs in the world of mortals, but I have never been able to find true love, and I am very unhappy.Many times I wanted to leave this world and return to the time and space that I yearn for so much, but I have been unable to leave.What a pain!If one day I can go, I really hope to have you together.

——Sleepwalking Tianmu chanting farewell: This is often the case in the world. Only those whose souls have been tortured since childhood will quickly receive information from another time and space.I hope you can take care of your body as soon as possible. You need a strong body to go to the plateau.In addition, you don't have to feel guilty. Parents who love their children don't ask for anything in return for raising their children. As long as you are healthy and happy, your mother is already very comforting.As for the time to go back, it's up to you to decide.I have no worries, so it doesn't matter if it is sooner or later.I am willing to wait for you.

The days passed like running water.

The smell of grass gradually seeped in from the top of his window.Waking up from hibernation, all kinds of life that grew rapidly in mid-spring surrounded him, whispering quietly.

He is full of inspiration and writes very fast. A book of about 20 words is accompanied by dozens of carefully selected pictures. It took him half a year to deliver the manuscript.

During this time, Butterfly would sometimes call him very late.Her voice was indistinct, as if she was drunk, and occasionally there were other men's voices beside her, full of ambiguity.

He didn't have much patience, he said something perfunctory at first, and then stopped answering her calls.After a while, she suddenly changed to an unfamiliar mobile phone and called him, crying uncontrollably on the phone.

He didn't have much sympathy, but he didn't hang up immediately, arrogantly.After a while, he said gently: "I don't understand, you are so young and so beautiful, why do you live like that? Well, love yourself more, can't you?"

The crying on the other side disappeared, and after a long time, she said softly and indifferently: "Life is a heavy burden, it is suffocating." Then she hung up the phone.

——The prodigal son of the four seasons: If measured by the standards of the secular society, I can be considered a successful person.But in fact, my nerves are tense every day, and I am wary of anyone who approaches me, and I always pay attention to their attempts. I have to peel off their masks and see their true colors to be at ease.I feel very tired.Moreover, fame, rein, and lock, those extraneous things are of no use to me.I think the heavens did not create humans for them to spend their days fighting for power and profit like this.I do not understand.I always feel that everything should be equal, just like energy is conserved.I hate such days and feel very tired.

——Sleepwalking Tianmu Yinliu Farewell: Maybe there are many times when people only use each other, but there will always be some positive and real things, so you don't have to be too pessimistic.Across the distant network, I know that you are my close friend, and there is no conflict of interest between us.Of course, human nature is extremely complicated. In many cases, a person's true face is often frightening, even to the point of trembling.Maybe we also have a real face deep in our hearts. If our mask is torn off by others, how will it feel?

——Four Seasons Prodigal Son: Maybe you are right, this is why I can't stay here any longer.A lot of the time, I feel lonely and have no friends to talk to about my inner feelings.Intuitively, we are the same kind of people, commonly known as confidantes, so I would like to talk to you, so that the mood will be better.

——Sleepwalking Tianmu Yinliu Farewell: I can feel your loneliness and sadness.Believe me, it is definitely your friend and confidant.I hope you can hold on and take care of your body.

——The Prodigal Son of Four Seasons: Thank you for your comfort.I feel much better now, as if after a long dark night, I finally saw the dawn.I still have some things to deal with now, and I'll go back when I'm done.

——Sleepwalking Tianmu Yin Liu Farewell: Please remember to call me.I want to go back too.

——The Prodigal Son of Four Seasons: Okay, I will tell you in advance.

The day when Sun Jikai went to the publishing company to hand in his manuscript happened to be his birthday. Zou Sen gathered a group of colleagues and clamored to go out to celebrate for him.He had nothing to do, so he went.

Zou Sen's girlfriend called a large group of girls, but there were no butterflies among them.Sun Jikai could tell that almost half of the girls in that group were poisoned, but they used bright makeup to cover up their haggard faces.

Zou Sen's girlfriend glanced at him and smiled strangely.He suddenly understood a little bit.