[Exorcism] Parallel Trap

Fu and Mo met on a summer evening.

The young Fu got some leftover bread from the bakery proprietress with her well-behaved face, and she was in a good mood, because there was no need to worry about dinner that day and breakfast the next day.

But not far away, another group of wild children surrounded him.Preying on the weak is very common in this area.Even though the other party was a boy and bullied the young with more, Fu did not show any weakness, holding the bread in her arms tightly, and picked up a bamboo pole with the other hand to whip whoever.

At the time of the fight, Mo who happened to pass by saw this scene, and immediately rushed over waving a wooden stick, Yiyi, yelling, but who knew that he was not good at fighting at all. Surrounded and beat up.Fortunately, Fu was smart, grabbed the dust and threw it at the group of people, and then dragged Mo to run away.

"Thank you...thank you." When he finally stopped, Mo was out of breath. The hero failed to save the beauty, but he was saved by the other party.

"You idiot," Fu glared at him angrily, "you don't know how to fight and mix things up."

"But they are bullying you," Mo said seriously, "but you fight so well! A girl dares to single out so many of them."

"What's wrong with the girl, I don't..." Before Fu could finish speaking, she suddenly heard a loud grunt - it was Mo's stomach singing the empty city plan.

"Well, here it is for you."

"Eh? Can you? Give it to me?" Mo looked at the crumpled piece of bread handed to him, overjoyed.

"nonsense."

"Thank you!" Mo happily took the bread, "What's your name?"

"Fu."

"I'm Zhang Mo, you can call me Mo!"

The boy grinned, his eyes curved into beautiful arcs.He just squatted beside the girl cheerfully, smiling warmer than the setting sun.

Since then, the two have been partners.

When Fu was picked on, Mo would still rush forward, and when Fu came back crying with a bruised nose and swollen face, she would always yell that she deserved it while taking the medicine lightly.The two enemies bicker and quarrel every day, but they also live happily.

One night, Mo fell ill with a fever, and suddenly developed a rash all over his body. Fu ran all over the nearby clinics, but none of them opened their doors.They had nothing to eat for two days, the weather was getting colder, and they didn't have enough clothes to keep them warm.Mo held her with an abnormally hot hand, just smiled at her.That night, Shifu shed tears for the first time.

The next day Mo woke up under the dazzling sunlight, pushed aside the straw to keep warm, and saw Fu walking in with her arms full of fruits.

"Be hungry, eat." Fu said and handed over a pear.

"Where did you get it?" Mo noticed a lot of scratches on Fu's arms.

"Eat yours, don't worry about it so much." Fu sat aside with her arms folded, her eyes looked away, and she swallowed quietly.

"Aren't you going to eat it?" Mo took a bite out of the pear, which was very sweet and juicy.

"I don't like to eat these," Fu glanced at the fruits in disgust, "You get rid of them."

"Oh." Mo glanced at the pear in his hand, then at Fu, "Then what do you like to eat?"

"I..." Fu turned her face away for some reason, "Dried. I don't like to eat fresh fruits, I want to eat dried ones."

"Oh," Mo Shi nodded understandingly, then said seriously, "It's not good to be picky eaters."

"Leave me alone."

……

The fate of poor children is hard, and Mo's strange disease comes and goes quickly, and slowly heals up on his own.In the next few days, Mo often disappeared. I don't know what he was doing. Fu felt strange, but didn't ask much.

That day, Mo suddenly and mysteriously dragged her to the small attic of the old church, and brought out a large jar like offering treasures.

"Open it and have a look." He looked at her with anticipation.

"What..." Fu lifted the lid of the tin can in confusion, and was stunned.

Inside was a jar full of dried fruit.

"It's so sweet! Do you like eating this?" Mo looked smug.

"I……"

"Taste one." Before Fu could say anything, Mosai took a piece of kiwi and dried it into her mouth.

It's not sweet, it's sour, it's spoiled.This idiot, he also treats things that others don't eat as spoils.

"What, it's not delicious?" Mo looked at Fu Fengyun's changing expression, with a nervous expression on his face.

"good to eat."

"But you look..."

"That's because of the acid," Fu added, throwing the whole piece into her mouth, "I like sour ones."

"Oh, it's sour." Mo looked at the candied fruit in a sudden realization.

"Thank you, then these are all mine." Fu picked up the jar and left, "My taste is very strange, you must not like it."

"It's all for you to eat." Mo said with a smile, trying his best to restrain the movement of swallowing.

From then on, Mo would help Fu get some "delicious" food every day or two, such as sun-dried plums, dried hawthorn cakes, and most of them were sour preserved fruits.This habit seems to have become Mo's great hobby, and it has continued like this until now.

Fu returned to the room, turned on the light, and saw the paper bag lying on the table as expected.She walked over and picked up the bag of candied fruit—this time it was grapes.

"fool."

She muttered softly, the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously.

"That idiot."

"Ah - sneeze!"

Mo, who was browsing the work records, suddenly sneezed loudly, rubbed his nose, and muttered softly.

"Which bastard is speaking ill of me again..." But he stopped in the middle of complaining, his eyes fell on one of the records, and his brows frowned.

"On September 9, the positioning system was tested synchronously, and the electromagnetic interference was serious, which affected the monitoring."

Mo stared at the line of words on the screen, thoughtfully.

This date, it seems...

Always feel that there is something wrong. On September 9rd, electromagnetic interference, monitoring... In the blink of an eye, Mo suddenly became excited, and the elusive feeling of strangeness in his subconscious finally surfaced.

By the way, here it is!

Mo Huoran stood up, immediately put down the work in hand, rushed out of the office and ran towards the reference room.

This is it! On September 9, there was electromagnetic interference all day long, and there was no monitoring record.So there was only one report in the information bag that day, but when Sev and I went to check the information that day-they were all the same thickness!

"I'm Mo from the technical department. I need to check the information urgently."

--what does that mean?

"Register here first."

——What is in the information bag?

"We have a rule here that only one person can enter at a time, so hurry up after you enter, lest someone behind you..."

--hurry up.

"This is a borrowing card, the staff will look at it..."

--hurry up!

"Room D, Area 14, go over there."

Room D, District 14... District 14... why is it so far away...

--arrive!

9月23日的应该在这边第二排……9月23……9月23……9月……

This……

Mo quickly found the bag of materials, but at that moment, he froze in place.

The information bag in my hand—is it still thin?

Unopened, without any modification, this is the original data bag without monitoring records.How can it be?Mo checked the information bag in his hand several times over and over again, and the more he looked at it, the more evil he felt.

How can it be?

Before that... Could it be his hallucination?

No one answered him.The entire reference room was extremely quiet, including the dark shadow behind the two bookshelves.