Bit Mania [Hacking]

Seeing the visitor sliding down the tall steel pipe with both hands and feet, Luo Zixin finally saw the appearance of the other party. He was not very old, about fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in elegant clothes, like a rich young man, with a fist in his hand. With half a brick.

The man had a strange expression on his face, as if he wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. As soon as he opened his mouth, he called out his name: "Luo Zixin, you have such a past..."

"Woo...!" At this moment, the big dog that fell on the ground got up baring its teeth. It seemed that a hole had been opened on the dog's head, and blood was bleeding out. At that time, Luo Zixin didn't know what a zombie movie was, but now The situation is enough to give him nightmares at night.

The man's expression also changed, and he pulled Luo Zixin up: "Run!"

"I... hiss..." Luo Zixin staggered, his face turning pale.

"Injured? Can you run?"

"Yes, maybe not."

"Tsk," the man put him down, turned around and ran in another direction: "Stay here and don't move, I'll lure it away!"

As he said that, he threw the remaining half of the brick at the big dog, successfully drawing the latter's hatred to himself, and the furious big dog chased after the boy without hesitation, drooling and bloody.

Luo Zixin sat there, staring dumbfounded at this series of events, his body still trembling slightly with lingering fear.He touched his left foot with his hand, and suddenly there was a sharp pain like a heart-piercing pain.

As time went by, the temperature dropped rapidly at night, and it was still cold and windy at the end of April. Luo Zixin first let the mad dog chase him all the way, and then he was sweating profusely from fear, and now he was blown by the wind and froze into a popsicle Son.

The boy sucked his nose, hugged the computer and huddled pitifully in the deserted construction site. He didn't know what happened to the person who rescued him on the way. It should have been a long time. Has he got rid of the dog? ?Does he... still remember that someone was left here?

A sound of footsteps came from far and near, Luo Zixin followed the sound, and was pleasantly surprised to find that it was the person who had gone and returned.

The other party came running from the construction site. When he saw Luo Zixin, the expression on his face relaxed. He put his hands on his knees to catch his breath, and asked, "Luo Zixin, are you okay? Where are you hurt?"

Luo Zixin hurriedly struggled to stand up: "Thank you, thank you! I may have sprained my foot..." After a pause, he tried to ask the doubts in his heart: "How do you know that I am Luo Zixin?"

The other party just stood in front of him, staring at him without saying a word, looking thoughtful, his eyes seemed to contain a lot of complicated emotions, including surprise, exclamation, nostalgia, and even some It's ridiculous.

After a while of silence, the man seemed to have come to his senses, the emotion on his face stopped at helplessness, he shook his head and squatted down with his back to Luo Zixin, and said, "Come on, I'll carry you on my back."

"I……"

"Hurry up, can you still go by yourself?"

Zixin hesitated for a while, but obediently sat on the other person's back, wrapped his hands around the other's neck with the computer in his hand, and thanked him again with some embarrassment: "Thank you for your hard work. Who are you?...Do you know me? "

The man straightened up with his back behind his back, and then spoke slowly, but avoided the question later: "Qi Xingchu." After a pause for a few seconds, he emphasized it again, sounding almost neurotic: "I am Qi Xingchu."

Then he muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "Yes, he is still a child, can he introduce himself calmly..."

"What?" Luo Zixin didn't hear clearly.

"...It's nothing." The voice of the person behind him was muffled: "My house is nearby, let's take you there first."

The two were walking on the quiet night road, with only a few dim lights here and there. The flesh on their backs was not heavy, and their pointed chin knocked against Qi Xingchu's shoulder from time to time. Although it wasn't uncomfortable, it made him confused.With a little force in his hand, he lifted the boy's flexible thigh up, and when he saw the computer that the other party had been holding firmly all the time, Xing Chu's pupils shrank slightly, and he asked indistinctly: "It's so late, how can you let me Dogs running after them?"

Luo Zixin chatted, and briefly recounted the incident when he came out of the electrical recycling bin and met the dog.

Qi Xingchu nodded, and asked again: "Can you use it?"

Zixin was stunned for a moment before he realized what the other party was referring to. When he mentioned the computer, his tone became brisk: "It should be possible! If I guessed correctly, it is a simple 280 series microcomputer. It... ..."

Luo Zixin paused, and suddenly couldn't continue. It wasn't that he didn't know how to answer, but that he saw Qi Xingchu's side face through the gap between his arms. , other people's lack of interest in this kind of topic is very common in his more than ten years. His expression suddenly became sluggish, and he has never been good at dealing with people. At this time, he just thought that Qi Xingchu was just like everyone else. Interested, maybe even didn't understand at all, so he shut his mouth dumbly.

The two came to Qi's house in a state of embarrassment. The door was opened by a beautiful middle-aged woman. At the beginning of the trip, she was a rice Chinese. It was the place where his third grandfather passed away, and Qi's mother just returned to China to visit the grave. In the past years, she stayed in the United States with her father at the beginning of her trip, but this time she just followed her and stayed with her mother at the same uncle's house.

The specific reason for doing this is probably only Qi Xingchu knows best.He explained Zixin's situation to his mother, and the woman exclaimed repeatedly, asking the two of them repeatedly if they were injured, which made Luo Zixin a little embarrassed.

He originally planned to go back by himself, but Qi Xingchu forcefully detained him and directly said that he would be sent to school the next day.Luo Zixin had a gentle personality and couldn't argue with him, so he borrowed the phone from Qi's mother and went home to explain the situation.

On the other end of the phone, Luo Hui was very anxious about the boy's foot injury. After all, he himself was delayed due to trauma. The car took Zixin home, but Qi Xingchu had managed to find someone now, and hadn't figured out the specific situation of Luo Zixin, so how could he let him go easily? Seeing that the two sides were deadlocked, he simply grabbed the phone and hung up: " Just do as I say, are you still afraid that I will eat you up?"

Now Luo Zixin felt even more guilty, so he could only obey the other party's instructions honestly, take a bath when he was told to take a bath, and sleep when he was asked to sleep.

Because they were staying at a relative's house, there were no more rooms, so the two squeezed together for the night.Luo Zixin washed himself in a daze, and changed into Qi Xingchu's pajamas. His hands and feet were long, so he could only roll up his sleeves, and Xingchu poured him a cup of hot milk. He squatted down, carefully held the opponent's left foot in his hand to observe, stretched out two fingers and pinched the wound, the owner of the foot immediately shrank back, and was firmly grasped by him.

"Fortunately, there is no fracture." Qi Xingchu poured some medicine into his palm, and rubbed it slowly amidst the boy's gasping, but his thoughts had already drifted away.

He still clearly remembers that in his last life, the roar of armed helicopters hovered over the sky of the city, and quickly gathered towards an old residential building. It was winter in a city, heavy snow had just fallen, and the ground was covered with silver, When the helicopter landed, the cyclone raised people's hair of various colors. On the ground were heavily armed infantry combat vehicles. Soldiers with live ammunition crossed the streets and surrounded the entire building. be contained.

When the army broke into the room where the man was hiding, dozens of black guns pointed at a man who had completely lost the ability to walk.He sat quietly on a wooden chair. His left ankle was almost festered due to severe arthritis. In front of him was a computer screen flickering. He had already lost shape due to long-term malnutrition.

At that time, there was a smile on this person's face, this smile was full of nervousness, determination, madness and a ghost that frightened the world. Under the terrified eyes of everyone, he pressed a key with his hand on the keyboard, and the ghost hovering outside the window The helicopters lost control on the spot, attacking each other like headless chickens, or directly collided with each other, bursting into the air with loud noises and flames.

He still remembers the officer twisting his face and yelling "Control him quickly", those soldiers like tigers and wolves dragged the powerless demon off the chair and handcuffed his hands behind his back. Beast, before he was put on the hood, he looked at himself through the crowd, his chapped lips moved, those mouth shapes made Qi Xingchu have two consecutive years of grotesque nightmares.

He says--

Qi Xingchu, you did a good job.

"Qi Xingchu, what's wrong?" The boy's soft voice sounded above his head.

He woke up with a start, raised his head subconsciously, the same face, but it was much more immature than that time, ignorant, innocent, harmless, with black eyes that could see the end at a glance, even when making trivial requests, he was cautious.It's unbelievable that the expression above will change completely in a few years.

The strong contrast made Xing Chu feel almost insane. He forced himself to calm down and shook his head, only to realize that the medicinal wine in his hand had been completely dried by himself at some point.

Qi Xingchu shook his head, put away the medicinal wine: "Go to sleep."

After he put the medicine away and walked back to the bed, he found that the boy was still sitting there in his original posture, staring fixedly in one direction.Qi Xingchu followed his gaze, and his face darkened. As if he had been touched against the scales, he turned back and pushed the person onto the bed, pulled up the quilt to cover the other person's face, and ordered in a bad tone: "Sleep. !"

Luo Zixin was a little hurt by him, and looked at the other party in confusion, but reluctantly looked away, and closed his eyes meekly.

On the writing desk, quietly placed the LASER microcomputer he bought from the recycling bin.

Qi Xingchu was lying on the bed, staring at the soft silhouette of Luo Zixin's side face in the dark, a little hesitant, a guess suddenly flashed in his mind-did the serious illness on Luo Zixin's left foot fall now?

Looking back now, I did not follow my mother to Huaguo tonight in my last life, and of course it was even more impossible to come out hearing the noisy dog ​​barking outside, and rescue him here, then Luo Zixin... his final night of that night What will be the ending? Was there any injury, multiple injuries; did you go home, how did you go home?

……

There are layers of puzzles, but all of this may have been impossible to verify.

He turned his gaze to the computer on the table again.

When Qi Xingchu found out that he was lucky enough to live again—yes, he came from the future. Before meeting Luo Zixin, he had imagined any possibility, and even thought about letting the person in front of him sleep on the same bed with him at the very beginning. The person in the bed can never use the computer again, lest the tragic history repeat itself.

But when the young boy huddled into a ball and yelled for help like a kitten, a question arose in his heart uncontrollably, what had this ordinary, even weak child, gone through to become Like the future generations...?