Chapter 5 Chapter 2 The Man in Light Colored Clothes

Jiang Xia didn't notice Ye Guangting's puzzled eyes at all, and was still trying to identify the man beside Qingzi.This is a handsome man, probably in his early thirties; his hair is short and straight, carefully treated with hairspray; his facial features are very well-shaped, and the most prominent thing is his broad and straight nose bridge; The eyes are the kind of narrowed single eyelids that can fascinate girls, and there is a trace of tenderness in their leanness. This is the man who once appeared in Jiang Xia's dream and was with Qingzi in his own home!It's just that he who came across looked more mature, experienced and a lot stronger. His clothes were supported by thick muscles, and he looked very healthy and sunny.

Jiang Xia lowered her head and stared at the road in a daze, then turned to look at Ye Guangting, her puzzled eyes overlapped, making both of them even more puzzled. "You said you've never seen this man?" Ye Guangting asked in a low voice. Jiang Xia didn't know how to explain it, he had no way to explain it. Qingzi smiled slightly at the two of them when he approached, and then introduced: "This is Ding Xiwu." As she spoke, she looked at Jiang Xia, and there seemed to be many doubts in her eyes. The man beside her shook hands with the two of them readily, and Jiang Xia and Ye Guangting reported their names.

Qingzi looks more like a little woman today than when Jiang Xia saw her for the first time. Under the straight wool trousers with wide feet are exquisite black high-heeled shoes, and the tight-fitting white silk shirt is embellished with a wave-turned neckline.She was wearing a wide black shawl, bringing out the intellectual atmosphere of her whole body, which not only kept warm but also laid out a fashionable color. Jiang Xia didn't dare to linger on Qingzi, he even wanted to cancel today's party and go home to sleep.He looked at Ding Xiwu, who was also looking at him with a smile.I have to admit that this man is very friendly and will make all the girls let their guard down in front of him.As for why he appeared in her dream, Jiang Xia had no clue.The man talking and laughing with Qingzi in the dream is obviously not the product of the so-called "random patchwork of brain signals".This person is a real existence, this person must have been seen somewhere...

Ye Guangting quickly jumped out of the dullness just now: "Where to eat?" Both Jiang Xia and Ye Guangting drank a lot of wine, their faces glowed red.What happened today was too strange, after returning to the residence, the two of them naturally gathered in Jiang Xia's room again.Ye Guangting fiddled with Jiang Xia's Senhai soft leather earphones: "You don't usually spend much money, and the earphones are quite high-end. Today's meal is not a lot of money, right? What do you think you are arguing with that kid? It's up to him to buy it. If you snatch your woman and you pay for whoring money, I can't say anything about you. Hey, play some music, and I'll also listen to what this top-notch earphone feels like."

"Put it there for me." Jiang Xia kept thinking about today's events and people, "Ding Xiwu, this name is supposed to be memorized after hearing it once, why can't I remember it at all? I really want this person." I don’t know where I saw it, why did it appear in my dream? And it’s still with Qingzi.” "As soon as you said it, I remembered it too," Ye Guangting said, "Play your CD again and have a look." "That's right! I've confused you all!" Jiang Xia stood up abruptly, rummaging through his bag and said, "Look at Ding Xiwu's posture today, just ask me about it like checking his household registration! Just talk about when I graduated, when I came to the United States, and when I met Zhou Qingzi. It seems that I am afraid that I will take his girlfriend away! Is it okay? I am very worried that Qingzi followed him!"

Ye Guangting looked at Jiang Xia, who was having fun with the wine, with a smile, and echoed: "That's right, I thought Qingzi could find some peerless good man! Not working! I'm just committing a crime. Don't say it, don't look at it." He is quite a bit older than us, but I always feel that he looks at you wrongly, as if he is frightening you! He looks a little arrogant when he looks at me. Do you care about this kind of person?" At this moment, Ye Guangting's cell phone rang. "Qingzi's." Ye Guangting glanced at it, and turned on the phone while talking.

"Hi Qingzi, let me tell you about your boyfriend..." "Ah? What's going on?" "where is it?" "Don't worry, we'll go right away." ... ... ... Ye Guangting's face became more and more ugly, and he hung up the phone and said to Jiang Xia, "Ding Xiwu has an accident! New York Presbyterian Hospital, hurry up!" "Yo! What's the matter?" Jiang Xia said while stumbling out while picking up her clothes. In the corridor of the hospital, Zhou Qingzi sat on a chair with his red and swollen eyes closed, clasped his hands in front of his mouth, shrugged his shoulders from time to time and sobbed.The dirt and broken leaves on the black shawl were wiped off in time, and the face was torn off, leaving bloodstains.Ye Guangting whispered close to her ear, holding an ice pack in his right hand and applying it to her forehead, and gently stroking her arm with his left hand from time to time.Jiang Xia bought hot milk and handed it to her, then stood by and watched, not knowing what to say.The drunkenness of both of them has long since dissipated.

Ding Xiwu was declared dead before they arrived. After having dinner with Jiang Xia and Ye Guangting, Qingzi and Ding Xiwu walked home on the street.A yellow New York taxi was coming at a high speed, Ding Xiwu heard the noise, and before he had time to turn around, he pushed Qingzi aside, and he was knocked far away by the car rushing onto the sidewalk.The perpetrator's car scraped more than 30 meters away from the wall of the roadside store before stopping.The drowsy Indian driver was terrified in the car, holding the steering wheel and crying, muttering non-stop.Qingzi was suddenly pushed by Ding Xiwu and fell to the ground, his head hit the wall and passed out, but escaped unharmed.Five minutes later, the ambulance arrived ahead of the police. The medical staff checked the vital signs of Ding Xiwu, who had been paralyzed by the roadside, and then carried the two people into the car and rushed them to the hospital.Seven or eight passers-by spontaneously stayed and waited for the police and took on the task of protecting the scene.

"I killed him," Qingzi kept repeating this sentence, "he shouldn't have come..." The police handed Ye Guangting a business card, and asked him to take Zhou Qingzi to the police station to file a report after she became more emotionally stable.After explaining something, the policeman walked up to Jiang Xia, pointing his finger at him to signal him to take a step to speak. "Your name?" "Jiang Xia." The police took out a form and clipped it to a thin board and filled it out. "Did you know the dead man?" "We met for the first time today." Jiang Xia said, but he was really not sure about the answer in his heart.

"Were you there when the accident happened?" "Not here." The policeman paused and said, "Did you drink together today?" "Drink it." The policeman looked up at Jiang Xia. "When you broke up, how was the deceased's condition?" The policeman made a gesture, "For example, can he walk normally?" "It's ok." Jiang Xia tried to think about it and replied.In fact, if Ding Xiwu didn't appear in Jiang Xia's dream before he met Jiang Xia, this person is really nothing worth noting.At the dinner table, he spoke decently, did not make any noise, and carefully served Zhou Qingzi with food.During the meeting, they naturally talked about their respective jobs. Ding Liangwu worked in a travel agency in Queens.Qingzi took part in a three-day trip to Niagara Falls with Ding Xiwu as a tour guide, and the two got together.

"Are you listening, Xia?" the policeman asked. "Oh," Jiang Xia regained his composure, "I'm sorry, please say it again, I was wondering if there was anything unusual about him when he was with us." "What's the relationship between that lady over there and the dead man?" "Boyfriend and boyfriend? Boyfriend and girlfriend." "Is it the hospital where she brought the dead?" Jiang Xia was already a little impatient, she was obviously a victim, why did she need to investigate so much?Could it be that Ding Xiwu was drunk and hit the car by himself? "I don't know. As far as I know, my friend passed out." "According to your observation, what is the relationship between that lady and the deceased?" Jiang Xia didn't answer. "Let me just ask, were they intimate at the dinner table? Did it give you any sense of incompatibility?" Jiang Xia shook his head. "If you think of anything, you can call me." The policeman handed over his business card. "Okay." Jiang Xia agreed, "When can we see the dead?" The policeman turned around to leave, but turned around and said, "I'm afraid I can't. An autopsy will be done. The hospital will notify the family." Jiang Xia looked at the back of the policeman in surprise. Jiang Xia and Ye Guangting stayed with her at Qingzi's apartment for almost a night, and Yang Shan was also called.The three of them took turns talking with her, and changed the medicine for her forehead.Qingzi cried several times, was exhausted, and finally fell into a deep sleep.Ye Guangting and Jiang Xia agreed to let Yang Shan stay, and the two returned to their residence.At that time, the sky had turned white. Jiang Xia didn't wash up, she hastily took off her clothes and lay down on the bed.He was very tired, his eyes were sore, and he closed them, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.I didn't call Xiting all day, so many things happened, Jiang Xia was exhausted.He got up and looked at his watch, then lay back on the bed. Ding Xiwu, this man who appeared in his dream for no reason, this man who just met once, this man who is dead... Jiang Xia got up from the bed, touched a cigarette and lit it in the dark, he wanted to see this man again. He took out the CD that recorded his dreams from his schoolbag and put it into the drive of his computer.In the dark, the light of the monitor was particularly glaring, and he stared closely with squinted and tired eyes. In the room is a bed with bright white sheets.A dart board was faintly visible on the opposite wall, and the whole room was clean and bright. A woman walked in wearing a long bright silk dress, sat lightly on the sofa, and said something.This is undoubtedly Zhou Qingzi. A man came in with wine in his hand, talking and laughing, walked up to Zhou Qingzi, and sat on the armrest of the sofa.This is Ding Xiwu whose name he learned later. Jiang Xia paused the screen and looked at the man on the screen. The expressions of the two were so natural and vivid. However, at this moment, the two have been separated from each other. Zhou Qingzi's tearful eyes appeared in front of her eyes. She cried so sadly that it broke the hearts of everyone she saw. Jiang Xia used the software's rotary wheel to slowly adjust the progress of the picture, and suddenly he remembered something, and adjusted the progress to before Ding Xiwu entered the painting. Zhou Qingzi seemed to be talking about something at the time. Jiang Xia slowly turned the rotary wheel, staring at Zhou Qingzi's mouth carefully.He repeated the picture over and over again, hoping to read what Zhou Qingzi was saying from the shape of her lips. "build……" Repair what? "pot……" Fix the pot?Fix... pot? Jiang Xia snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, blew away the dense smoke, and blinked heavily a few times. "Fix... pot... here." "It's not Xiu, it's Xi..." "oo……" Seibu?It's Seibu! "Seibu, come here!" Jiang Xia leaned heavily on the back of the chair. What this picture records is not as simple as a coincidence!Qingzi was simply calling his name: Ding Xiwu!If Jiang Xia was still unwilling to be sure a minute ago, now he has no way to deny that this man named Ding Xiwu really appeared in his life! Jiang Xia stared straight, reached out and took another cigarette and lit it. What kind of instrument is this?How could there be an image of Ding Xiwu in my mind?Or is there really such a thing as dreaming in the world?Can the deceased entrust his dreams to the people he met during his lifetime, and give him some kind of enlightenment?Isn't that weird? Jiang Xia couldn't figure it out.The autumn wind blew in through the window, making my body feel cold, and my drowsiness was completely blown away.He tried his best to recall the scenes and characters in the picture, but he couldn't find a clue anyway. When the hour hand pointed to seven o'clock, Jiang Xia had an idea. The streets of New York on Saturday were noisier than usual. People took off their business attire and put on casual clothes, making the whole New York colorful.Merchants on the side of the road simply put the fruit stalls outside the door.The restaurant has removed the wall panels facing the street, and the diners are enjoying the autumn sunshine while baking pizza on the small oven made by the restaurant. Jiang Xia was holding a hot dog in his hand and feeding it to his mouth, and in the other hand he was wiping the corner of his mouth with a napkin already stained with red and yellow sauce.He was on his way to school, and there were few people in the laboratory on weekends. He wanted to take the opportunity to record a few more passages of his dreams to see if he could discover anything else.Because he is a subject and a member of the project team, he has a pass card for each laboratory. Jiang Xia went down to the subway station.He needs to take the 7 line from Queens to Manhattan, and then take another subway to get to school.The New York subway has a history of one hundred years, and most of the lines built later are decades old.Millions of people travel underground in this city every day.Jiang Xia looked at the mottled walls in the station and the huge gray mice that occasionally came out to look for food beside the railway tracks, and stuffed the last piece of hot dog into his mouth. A New York busker painted all over in silver stood motionless holding an old-fashioned tape recorder that was also silver, leaving only a pair of eyes on his face that was thickly painted with silver powder.He was simulating a metal statue.In the tin jar in front of him were scattered coins and dollar bills.Occasionally, tourists would come over to take a group photo, and he adjusted his posture slightly to cooperate.Children usually don't dare to approach him, and the younger ones see him as if they saw some monster, and even back up a few steps before throwing themselves into their mother's arms. It's not easy to make a living in New York, Jiang Xia sighed, but isn't this happiness?At least he's still alive. With the sound of the rails approaching from far and the warm and humid wind blowing from the tunnel, the subway train entered the station.The doors of the car were separated from the left and right, and Jiang Xia let the people who got off the car get into the car sideways and found a seat to sit down.There was a smell of rubber in the carriage, Jiang Xia wrinkled her nose, and looked absently at the opposite platform through the window.The door was not closed, and the conductor was speaking indistinctly through the radio in the car.After listening to Jiang Xia, it probably means that this train is an express train, and it has nothing to do with her directly at the next stop. The voice of the train conductor was gradually covered by another loud sound from far and near—the subway on the opposite side entered the station.After stopping, the distance between the two cars was about two meters. Jiang Xia clearly saw a man and a woman sitting in the opposite car, and then his whole body tensed up!He put his hands on his forehead and continued to watch through his fingers. It was a couple of Asians.The man wore a New York Yankees baseball cap with the brim pushed down very low, and a pair of sunglasses with small lenses underneath.From the upper edge of the lips to the chin is a well-trimmed beard, only half a centimeter wide.The girl sat beside the man, smiling and talking. That girl is not Zhou Qingzi who is! Jiang Xia didn't dare, nor was she willing to believe her eyes.He really couldn't understand that a girl was sweetly with someone else on the third day after her boyfriend passed away in an accident.Maybe he can't understand the world anymore, maybe the feelings abroad are so cheap.Three days ago, Zhou Qingzi's tears moved Jiang Xia.Although that feeling does not belong to me.But now, this woman suddenly changed in his mind.At the same time, he also vaguely felt an inexplicable uneasiness. The conductor stopped broadcasting, the doors closed, and the subway started to drive into the tunnel. Jiang Xia repeatedly recalled Zhou Qingzi's happy smile one minute ago and her painful and desperate expression in the emergency room three days ago. It was difficult for him to connect these two images. He felt that this girl was very mysterious. The train drove out of the ground and meandered on the viaduct. Jiang Xia took out her mobile phone and called Ye Guangting. "Hi, I'm Jiang Xia. Have you seen Qingzi these two days?" "no, what happened?" "I just saw her with another man, very happy." Jiang Xia tried to keep her tone as calm as possible. "Oh? Another one so soon?" Ye Guangting was taken aback, "Qingzi is not like that, you read that right?" Hearing Ye Guangting's question, Jiang Xia was a little confused, recalled the girl she met just now, and said, "That's right." There was no one in the office, Jiang Xia sat in front of the computer idly flipping through the news.His original plan was to secretly record some of his dreams so that he could look for clues, but now he is not in the mood at all. He doesn't know if he likes Qingzi last week, otherwise why does this girl's every move make him so concerned?Although Jiang Xia didn't want to admit it, Zhou Qingzi was indeed a very attractive girl.The first time we met, Jiang Xia was attracted by her noble and mysterious temperament that did not belong to a twenty-year-old girl.When he saw her again in his dream, perhaps a faint connection had quietly formed in Jiang Xia's heart.Later, when I heard that she had a boyfriend and later had dinner together, Jiang Xia's heart was always sour.Until Ding Xiwu met with unexpected disasters and separated her from Yin and Yang, she sobbed quietly in the corner, her adorable appearance would make every man she saw fall in love with her, and would have the urge to protect her. However!However, after only three days, she was happily with another man again!Emotions change so quickly, what kind of girl is this? Jiang Xia stood up and walked around the office, came to the corridor, and decided to go to the laboratory.As he walked, he put his hands into his trouser pockets to touch the key card of the laboratory. At some point, a layer of sweat broke out on his hands, and he felt greasy from touching the key card. There were no windows in the hallway, and rows of lights were lit overhead.The place Jiang Xia was going to was at the end of the corridor, and he passed several laboratories in a row.Every time he passed a room, he looked in through the small window on the door.The laboratories in the university are not closed. As long as you have time and have a key card, you can go in and work at any time.In the past, Jiang Xia always came to work overtime on weekends, and usually met some students who came to study.But today there is no one, God bless!Perhaps it was the success of the first human experiment that made people heave a sigh of relief and take advantage of the weekend to relax. Jiang Xia came to the door of the laboratory, turned sideways to listen to the movement inside, and then swiped the card to open the outer door smoothly. No one is in the lab.Since the central laboratory involves a lot of confidentiality and neurological human experiments need to avoid the interference of other factors as much as possible, there are no windows in the room, and it is dark after the door is closed.Jiang Xia's heartbeat speeded up obviously. Although he is a member of the experimental team, this experiment is the first in the world, so Dr. Schweil clearly stipulates that independent operations are not allowed, and professionals must be on hand to prevent accidents.It's just that Jiang Xia couldn't wait for the next experiment to be carried out in two weeks.There are too many questions in his mind that he wants to solve.Maybe he can secretly record a section under the guise of debugging the machine, even if it's just for watching.He turned on the light, which eased his nervousness a little. Without any more hesitation, Jiang Xia scratched the door of the inner room with the key card. There was no sound of unlocking, but the red indicator light on the door flashed a few times! This is what Jiang Xia did not expect.Just last week he went into this inner room to install and debug machines and modify the design.At that time, he swiped the key card. Jiang Xia swiped the door card again, but there was still no movement, only the red indicator light was blinking.He kept swiping his card in a fit of anger, muttering curses in a low voice.Suddenly he heard the sound of footsteps coming from far and near outside the door behind him!This surprise is no small matter!Jiang Xia stopped what he was doing, turned around and put his ears on the door to listen. He raised his hand to turn off the light, and the room fell into darkness again.The footsteps were getting closer, stopped, and continued. The footsteps stopped abruptly at the door, Jiang Xia knew that there was only one door between him and an uninvited guest, maybe the other party was lying on the door just like himself, listening to the movement inside!Jiang Xia held his breath, but he couldn't control the violent beating of his heart. He could even hear the sound of "gudong gudong" coming from his chest. Jiang Xia took a few steps back, at a loss.He knew he shouldn't be so nervous, he had nothing to feel guilty about, he was a member of the experimental group, he had the right to stand here, so he decided to turn on the light. With a "click", the lock on the door flicked open, and the doorknob was bent, but the door was not pushed open. Jiang Xia brought it up heartily, he looked around and wanted to grab something casually. That door never opened.The doorknob slowly returned to its original position, the bolt bounced back, and the person outside the door actually walked away! Who is that man?Jiang Xia put her ears back on the door and listened to the sound of footsteps going away.He can't go out at this time, if he goes out, he will be seen by someone who comes.But every second in this laboratory was like a heavy stone on his heart, making him more breathless. Who is this guy?Schwell?The lab director Adam Higgins who was always against him?New Indian postdoc Shekha Gupta?The appearance of many people and their eyes flashed in Jiang Xia's mind.Too many people have outside key cards.He couldn't tell who it was from the footsteps, he just felt that it was a pair of men's leather shoes. After five minutes of calm, Jiang Xia collected himself, opened the door of the laboratory and walked out.He didn't want to be sneaky, but seemed to have done something shameful. The corridor was as quiet as when he had come.His rubber-soled sneakers barely made a sound on the marble floor. When passing by the laboratory director's office, Jiang Xia took a look inside.That door turned out to be a lie!Jiang Xia paid special attention when he came, Adam's door was closed.Could it be that Adam is here?Or were you staying in the house with the door closed just now? Jiang Xia stopped, hesitating whether to go in and say hello. "Xia!" A voice startled Jiang Xia! Adam Higgins flashes behind him with a cup of coffee. "Oh my god!" Jiang Xia shuddered, "Scare me! Adam, you are here." "What can I do for you?" Adam smiled. "It's okay, I saw your door was open and wanted to say hello." "Oh, hi!" Adam really greeted Jiang Xia, and then walked into the office. Jiang Xia stood where she was, feeling very uncomfortable, as if someone had caught her by the pigtails. Adam was in his forties and gay.This is no secret in the lab.In the United States, New York is a big gathering place for homosexuals, and everyone will be fine if they meet a lot.The so-called laboratory director is responsible for everything related to the operation of the laboratory.Including the purchase of instruments and equipment, experimental reagents, personnel recruitment and performance evaluation, and relationship maintenance with collaborators, etc., there is indeed some power.It was Jiang Xia who was interviewed by Adam at the beginning, and of course it was Schwell who made the final decision.This person is diligent in his work, but Jiang Xia feels aggrieved by being monitored by such a coy man, but there is nothing he can do.Schwell seems to put a lot of emphasis on Adam, after all, they have a tacit understanding after working together for a long time. Jiang Xia sighed slightly, and forgot to see what shoes he was wearing under the shock.It is impossible to verify whether the sound of the fine leather shoes is his.What a wack! Dr. Schwell's office was next door, so he went over and knocked on the door. "Come in." Unexpectedly, Schweil answered in the room.It turns out that there are many people working overtime on the seemingly empty floor!Jiang Xia couldn't help feeling scared. He pushed open the door and entered, nodded and looked at Schweil's shoes first. Schweil stepped on a pair of plush slippers next to a pair of sneakers.Jiang Xia knew that it was Schwell's habit to wear plush slippers in the office.The sneakers next to him can show that he is not the person who was outside the laboratory just now. "Not home for the weekend?" Schwaer asked. Jiang Xia agreed with a smile, feeling her face was dry and tight as if it had been painted with a layer of paint.His voice was trembling: "Let me take a look, I have some questions for you." "I was looking for you," Schwaer interrupted him and said to himself, "I saw something strange in the video you gave me." Schweil skillfully turned on the computer, entered the password, and put a disc in which he wrote "the world's first recorded human dream" into the drive.The handwriting was full of pride. "You'd have no idea what I saw, it's so interesting!" Jiang Xia listened to Schweil's words, recalling his recorded dreams.I saw a total of two dreams that day, I kept one with Zhou Qingzi, and gave Schwer the other, but it was just a shootout film about fighting and killing, what could make Schwer so excited? ? The picture came out, several people were running, then got shot and fell down, got up and continued to run, accompanied by sibilant shouts and specious gunshots from the speakers. "I also had such a dream." Schweil said with a smile, then slowed down the progress of the picture, slowed down again, and finally stopped. "Pay attention, Xia, pay attention to this person who is about to enter the screen from the right. Are you ready?" At this moment, Jiang Xia heard a person walking past Schwell's office, the sound of leather shoes! "Huh?" Schweil seemed to see that he was absent-minded. "Okay, sorry." Jiang Xia squeezed her eyes and stared at the screen. Schwell hit play. A person in light-colored clothes ran into the screen, stopped for a moment in the center of the screen, and looked at the "camera" quickly, with a frightened expression on his face, then turned around and ran out from the right.The whole process takes less than two seconds. Schweil didn't stop playing, staring at the screen until about five seconds later.He turned around and looked at Jiang Xia and said, "How is it? What did you see?" Jiang Xia didn't know how to express it, but he did feel that the light-clothed man who came in later was a bit strange. “Don’t you think this guy in white is different from everyone else?” Schweil asked, putting the segment on a loop. Jiang Xia nodded hesitantly, and slowly said: "It's not the same, it doesn't match the whole picture. First of all, everyone else is dressed in dark colors, but this person is the only one in light colors." Jiang Xia took a look and nodded. Encouraged by Schweil, he continued: "Everyone enters from the right side and exits from the left side, and only this person turns back halfway." "Is there any more?" "The clarity of this portrait is not the same as other people's. Now it looks like it was filled in later. However, dreams are very random things..." Jiang Xia said.But after he experienced what happened to Ding Xiwu, he was no longer sure whether his last sentence could still stand. "Well, let's talk about how you think dreams are formed, um." "For me, uh, dreams are fragments of memory..." Are dreams fragments of memory? What she blurted out made Jiang Xia suddenly realize something, but she couldn't tell what it was. "Dreams are fragments of memory? Everyone knows this. Tell me what you think." Schweil said persuasively. What Jiang Xia said just now really didn't go through the brain, he decided to play freely, maybe he can find some clues. "This is how I see it. What a person sees and thinks will leave an imprint on the brain. A person sees much more than what he sees." Jiang Xia's tone of voice particularly emphasized the "to see" "Character. Jiang Xia looked at Schwer tentatively, but the other party didn't have much expression, just nodded and signaled him to continue. "I mean, the so-called 'seeing' refers to the information received by the eyes, or recorded. All these information are stored in a corner of the brain. The so-called 'seeing' is the brain's response to these information Reflection. I mean, everything in the field of view of the human eye can be 'seen' and can be recorded in the brain, but the brain cannot convert all this information into impressions. More visually, many things can be obtained from your out of the corner of the brain and hide in a corner. Maybe stay there and never be found, nor form any consciousness. We will never know that they ever really existed. And when a person dreams, these The fragments of information hidden in every corner of the brain will become active, and they will be recombined and pieced together to form scenes of dream scenes. We usually feel that our dreams are weird, but it is not that the dreams are weird, but that we have never realized those dreams. Something that used to be real." Jiang Xia did it in one go, and felt that the more he said, the more reasonable it became.He was thinking about Qingzi and Ding Xiwu.Maybe he had actually met these two people before inadvertently, but hadn't left any impression.As for why these two people are talking in their own home, it may be a random patchwork. Schwell still didn't have much expression, and stared at Jiang Xia for a while, as if he was recalling his theory just now. "It's like you never know what's under your car seat until you clean it up and find countless coins, ballpoint pens and lighters?" Schweil finally smiled. "Yes, yes, yes, yes." Jiang Xia was very happy to see Schweil responding and giving a vivid metaphor. "So, have you ever seen this man in light clothes?" "No." "According to what you just said, let's connect your dream to say that this person once appeared beside you, and you 'saw' him, but there was no impression left in your consciousness, and you didn't even know Have seen this person. But your dream has grabbed the image of this person out of some corner of your brain?" Jiang Xia thought for a while and said: "This is really complicated, and I can only explain it in this way. Maybe he is an ordinary person who walked by me." Schweil shook his head: "But he is not an ordinary person." Schwell's voice was not loud, but it made Jiang Xia's heart tremble! "This man is a professor at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology." "Really?" Jiang Xia leaned up to look at the people on the screen.The man's face was not clear, but discernible enough. "Maybe I passed him by... I went to Boston in March, and I even went to MIT." Jiang Xia smiled unnaturally. "Where were you two years ago?" "In China." Jiang Xia came to the United States after a relaxed summer vacation after graduation, and it has only been more than a year now.He should have been a senior in college two years ago. "This man is Professor Jenquis, an old friend of mine. He went to Spain two years ago and then disappeared. He has not heard from him until now." Schweil looked at Jiang Xia, "How could you have seen him? ? Unless he went to China from Spain." Jiang Xia was confused, and he couldn't explain it. "Could I have seen him on TV?" "I think as Professor Jenquis, he won't be running around on TV, right? And he still looks so flustered?" Jiang Xia couldn't deal with it. Schweil went on to say: "I think your interpretation of the dream makes sense. Let's assume you are right now, then Jenquis once appeared in your field of vision, but you didn't pay attention to him at all." .In your words, you saw him, but you didn't see him. You were in China two years ago, and Jenques disappeared two years ago. Can we assume that during this period of time, Jenquis Quess has also been to China! And you have met once, or many times by chance." Jiang Xia suddenly felt that this matter was no small matter, because Schwell's logic made him feel inexplicably uneasy.It would be weird for a famous professor to disappear and then reappear in another country, let alone be related to himself!Why have so many people who have never seen it appeared since I tried this recorder on myself?Could it be that Ques is also a dead man's dream?Thinking of this, Jiang Xia felt indescribably awkward and uncomfortable.But he couldn't refute anything, because Schweil's explanations were all based on the "theory" he just said casually. Schweil leaned on the high-backed chair, with his hands folded behind his head, his eyes were ethereal, as if he couldn't understand how such a coincidence could happen in the world.One is my old friend for many years, and the other is a student recruited from China.These two people who could never be related are connected in a very strange way!He looked at Jiang Xia in a daze, as if he wanted to see some traces of Jenquis in his eyes. Jiang Xia was overwhelmed.Schweil coughed dryly and stood up, took out the CD and put it away, and said: "Come here first today, what you said is very good and inspiring. I will think about it. Don't you have a copy too, when you are free Let's have a look, let's discuss if we have any ideas. In two days, I will check whether you have watched this video carefully. In addition... I want to increase the number of videos, and only you and I will operate independently. Since it involves Jenquis The professor still has some things that I can't explain now, and I don't want other people in the group to know for the time being. Hmm." In a Sichuan restaurant called "Duoyi" in Flushing, Jiang Xia and Ye Guangting ordered a portion of boiled beef and shredded pork with pepper and chatted while eating.A couple sat at the next table waiting for their food.The man was over forty, in suit and trousers, with a tie slightly loosened, and slowly sipping tea with a cup in his hand.The woman was in her early twenties, and she was quite beautiful. The bright silver short skirt had just covered her fat buttocks, and a blue "Coach" bag was placed beside her. The flesh-colored stockings were on her legs, and her slender feet were stretched from the The high heels came out and rested on the man's ankle.The woman squeezed and sat next to the man, and from time to time put her moistly painted lips to the man's ear to whisper something, and occasionally touched the man's chin and face with her hands.When he had time, he took a peek at Ye Guangting, who was dressed brightly and exuded the endless "rich second generation" look. Ye Guangting had seen it a lot, so he didn't pay attention to it, and ate the boiled meat in front of him, sucking and sucking the air to cool his mouth and tongue that were numb from the heat. "Please bring me a glass of ice water." Ye Guangting raised his voice and called for the waiter.边上的妖冶女人吃了一惊，眼睛流光溢彩地看看叶广庭，看看江夏，又看看服务生们，最后才又收回到身边的男人那里。 男服务生全部是黑裤白衫外罩一件黑色的小马甲。其中一位极不情愿地送水过来，很随便地搁在桌上，水在杯中打着旋漾出来。叶广庭瞥一眼已转身走掉的服务生，对江夏说：“我忍这孙子不是一天两天了。比我都大爷。” “你说咱们是不是找一趟轻子？”江夏一笑，没理他的话茬，问道。 “啊？呵！今儿这菜做的。汗都下来了。”叶广庭很狼狈地喝了口水，“我看行啊，得过问过问了。轻子这姑娘再不管管就成那样的了。”他压低声音瞟了眼旁边桌的女人：“虽然我对那样的也感兴趣。” 叶广庭一向口无遮拦，江夏赶紧咳嗽了一声。 “那你给她打个电话？” “成啊！”叶广庭说打就打，一边掏出电话拨号，一边咽了咽口水，嘴里继续吸溜着，听了一会儿放下手机，“没接。” 江夏见叶广庭吃得香，也夹了口菜吃了，说道：“广庭，你跟我说说。我怎么看轻子都觉得她不至于是那样的。是不是我有点儿out了？” “嗯！”叶广庭喜出望外，“你这个词就用得很in嘛！千万别自卑！真的。别说你，连我都觉得轻子这回有点儿过。如果说男朋友过世之后你爱上别的男人，那咱没什么可说的，可是这才几天哪？三天！这叫尸骨未寒，她就这么等不了？那成什么了？装你也给我装得惨点儿啊！” Jiang Xia nodded. 叶广庭接着说：“你别看我好像身边女孩子挺多，还老换，好像什么都不顾，但是这种事我干不出来。” 手机响了起来，叶广庭接了。 “轻子，这两天怎么样？好过点儿了吗？”叶广庭把语气放得很缓和。 江夏看着对面这位英俊的富家公子，想不到他还真是胆大心细的角色。 “哦，那就好。出来坐坐怎么样？别总在家憋坏了，遇上这种事就怕憋着。来跟我们聊会儿。我和江博士在朵颐呢。” “成，那我们等你，打个车吧，江博士给你报销。别着急啊，路上小心。” 叶广庭合上电话，一脸不屑，撇了撇嘴：“她一会儿过来。” 江夏没言语，夹了口菜又灌了口酒：“哎，你觉得我今天和我老板说的那些对不对啊？” 叶广庭眯着眼看江夏：“你们的事我说不清。不过你的理论听着是那么回事。你想，你的梦里出现过丁西武和麻省理工的教授。这玩意儿还真有点儿意思。要不是你以前见过他们，他们的形象又怎么会到你脑子里呢？” 江夏看着叶广庭，等他往下说，叶广庭却埋下头继续开吃。 “我倒是有一种奇怪的感觉，我觉得丁西武和詹奎斯一定有点儿关系。而且……”江夏放下筷子仰了仰身，“这两个人和我还有某种特殊的联系！” 叶广庭夸张地扔下筷子，嘴里乌里乌涂念叨着：“哎呀妈呀，这可越说越瘆得慌了！快打住吧！” 江夏顿了一顿，苦笑一声：“你想想，一个是轻子的朋友，一个是施韦尔的朋友。我之前统统没见过，这一写梦吧，哥儿俩全出来了！而且，詹奎斯两年前失踪，我那时候连施韦尔是谁都不知道，怎么能见过他的朋友呢？” 叶广庭略加思索，说道：“你不如这样，你老板不是叫你和他增加录像次数吗？我看他是想借着这个发现把课题往前推进，另外他还想捎带手儿把詹奎斯的下落搞清楚。你对詹奎斯是死是活是没兴趣了，但你可以利用这个机会把轻子和丁西武的事儿整明白，一举两得。” 男服务生不知从哪儿踱过来，虎着脸走形式地问了一句：“今天的菜品怎么样？” “很一般。”叶广庭瞧着服务生，皱着眉头但面带苦笑。邻桌的女人扑哧一声笑了出来。