Chapter 9 Chapter 6 The Unspeakable Experiment

Ye Guangting raised his body, took a deep breath of the cigarette, and said, "Chinese is quite valued now!" Jiang Xia shook her head, reached out to touch the cigarette case, and asked, "Childish! So silly and naive! By the way, did you take a picture today?" "Don't, don't mention taking pictures. Especially not with a 'stupid and naive' person like me!" Ye Guangting said that he was poor, but he didn't dare to delay for a moment, and hurried to find the camera. Jiang Xia lit a cigarette, looked up the room looking for smoke alarms, reached out and fanned the smoke that was slowly rising.

Ye Guangting turned on the digital camera and looked for it on the small LCD screen. "Here, here." He handed the camera to Jiang Xia.Ye Guangting has a sharp mind and knows what Jiang Xia wants to prove from the photos he took.In fact, he also vaguely felt that in a national-level acoustic laboratory in the United States, either only English was written, or multi-language.Only equipped with Chinese translation seems a bit weird. The photo was taken by Ye Guangting circling in the acoustics laboratory.There are a lot of sound-absorbing cones and sound-absorbing tubes on the top of the head, as well as sound-absorbing materials for the experimental bench in the middle and the ground bedding.One of them actually captured the writing on the wall.Jiang Xia zoomed in on the screen, "Please keep quiet during the experiment, and try not to move as much as possible." That line of words undoubtedly appeared in his dream, and even the fonts are very similar!But the strange thing is that the words on the wall in the photos taken by Ye Guangting are only in English.

"Is the direction correct?" Ye Guangting did not give up, "Could the one with the Chinese translation be somewhere else?" Jiang Xia stared at the screen, carefully compared the photos taken by Ye Guangting, and murmured: "Did you say that the Chinese characters are on another wall? I said that the laboratory in my dream is not the same as the one at MIT!" "Ah?" Ye Guangting was startled by Jiang Xia's words and broke into a cold sweat.He sat down, looked at the computer screen and looked at Jiang Xia: "This matter is getting more and more mysterious? How much is it, 500 million US dollars? Is there a second one in this world? The tour guide can say that this is the world's The only dome-style acoustics laboratory in the world."

"You mean Jessica? As a student tour guide, she will say what people tell her. Otherwise, how do you explain that line of Chinese characters? Could it be that I added it myself?" Jiang Xia paused and went to find Filled a plastic cup with some water and flicked the ash into it, and then said, "I also have a feeling that the laboratory in my dream is doing ulterior experiments..." "How to say?" "Feeling. It's just a feeling. Think about it, two identical laboratories cost half a billion dollars. Do you remember? Jessica said that Professor Jenquis was not the designer, and that the blueprints came from someone who didn't want to reveal his identity." The mysterious person. Maybe the mysterious person not only gave the design to Jenquis? As for why MIT did not mention the other one? There is only one answer. That is, MIT does not know that there is another The existence of space!"

"If they know, at least they won't brag about the fact that MIT is the only one in the world." Ye Guangting added. "That's what it means! Then the person who designed this laboratory has a problem. Why did he design two rooms but hide one of them? Since he has the ability to design such a perfect laboratory, why did he design such a perfect laboratory?" Why is it so deliberately low-key to remain anonymous? This is not the way to do scientific research at all, is it? The so-called acoustic experiment may be just a cover. Under the curtain of this 500 million US dollars, I am afraid it is now said to be 1 billion US dollars. What. As for what this thing is..."

Ye Guangting put his lower teeth in his upper teeth and pursed his lips, waiting for Jiang Xia's next words. Jiang Xia looked at Ye Guangting, smiled and said, "I don't know, there is no answer, there is no answer..." Ye Guangting coughed twice, and lay down on the bed: "Don't bring such a thing, the whole world is waiting for you to save it! Look carefully at my longing eyes!" He opened his lower eyelids with his fingers and stared at Jiang Xia. "You guys save me first. Who am I messing with? You know, the current situation is that I used to sit quietly in a laboratory like this and be slaughtered, and I was not at MIT, but designing The room that people don't want to make public!" Jiang Xia paused for a moment, then continued, "What we saw at MIT was used for acoustic experiments, but I don't know what the room where I was imprisoned was used for."

"It's creepy when you think about it. You really don't remember any of this?" Jiang Xia nodded, then shook his head again.I picked up the cup to drink water only to find that it was used to hold cigarette ash, so I put it down again. Ye Guangting sat up, his eyes wide open, revealing excitement: "Well, I will go again tomorrow. This time I will pay special attention to the writing on the wall. Maybe there is another possibility: the original sign has a Chinese translation And later it was painted or covered. Or the whole brand was replaced. In that case, I believe there will be some marks. Let’s rule out this possibility first, what do you think? If it is true, it’s hemp The acoustic laboratory of the Provincial Institute of Technology really does not have the brand that appeared in your dream, so your deduction just now is almost inseparable. Hey, tell me, could the one in your dream be built in China? "

Jiang Xia was not surprised.From the first moment he saw that line of Chinese characters, he felt that the dark room that appeared in his dream was in China.He didn't have the slightest impression of these, but thinking about it now, everything seems to be logical: the designer of the acoustic laboratory handed over the blueprints to two people.One of them was given to Professor Jenquis, and the other is still missing.But that person should have built the laboratory in China, otherwise the Chinese translation in the black room in Jiang Xia's dream is really hard to explain.If Jiang Xia had been trapped in such a laboratory in China years ago, then something may have happened that caused his brain to be damaged by the energy of the sound waves, causing him to lose three years of memory.

Jiang Xia crossed her fingers, staring blankly at the opposite wall.Like playing a movie in my mind, I follow my own logic and go through the picture frame by frame.The screens are connected and become a story, which seems to have no flaws.But why is there such a story?Who is the chief director of this story? he does not know. Ye Guangting went to MIT alone early on Sunday morning.In the afternoon they were going to drive back to New York, and Jiang Xia packed her luggage in the room and prepared to check out at noon. After everything was settled, he went to knock on the door of Zhou Qingzi's room next door.

Qingzi opened the door and let Jiang Xia into the room.Her hair is wet and she just took a shower.The luggage was neatly packed and placed on the ground.The TV was on, showing the morning news from America.The coffee has just been brewed and is flowing into the coffee pot below, making a gurgling sound. "Where's Guangting? Still sleeping?" Qingzi asked. "He went out and wants to go on another MIT campus tour." Jiang Xia briefly told Qingzi about the conversation with Ye Guangting last night.Qingzi sat on the edge of the bed and wiped her hair with a dry towel, listening intently.

"I agree." She nodded, her wet hair trembling, "I paid special attention to the roof and walls when I was inside yesterday. I did see three...four, four signs On the wall, the content is what you said 'keep quiet' or something. Only English, no Chinese translation." Qingzi stroked his hair with thin fingers, and clear water droplets slipped from the tip of his hair: "I feel that you didn't say anything Wrong, there must be another laboratory that is exactly the same, and it is in China." Jiang Xia blinked: This girl is really careful.He and Ye Guangting were just looking around, thinking about it now, they didn't keep anything in their hearts. "Based on your feeling, why would I have such a dream?" Qingzi raised his eyes to look at Jiang Xia, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "You have been studied! Anyway, I couldn't find you before, who knows where you have been." Her tone deliberately brought out a tone of gloating , seems to be a little proud. Jiang Xia smiled wryly. "What company in China did I work for?" He asked instead. "It's an accounting firm called Xincheng." "Accounting firm? Why did I study biology go to an accounting firm?" Light child shook his head. Jiang Xia muttered to himself: "The student who studied biology went to work in an accounting firm, and was arrested to work in an acoustics laboratory as an experimental product... Where is this? You have never heard of such an acoustics laboratory in China. Laboratory?" Qingzi still shook his head: "I really haven't heard of it. What I said just now is just a feeling. You said that there are Chinese characters on the wall of the dark room in your dream, so it is probably in China?" Jiang Xia nodded, poured two cups of coffee, added sugar and milk, and handed them to Qingzi. Qingzi lowered his head and sipped his coffee, then looked up at Jiang Xia.Her red lips were moistened by the warm coffee, making them look brighter and softer.Jiang Xia stared into her bright eyes, feeling that she was being sucked in deeply, unable to extricate herself completely. Time may have stopped, maybe it has been a long time, maybe only a second, Jiang Xia suddenly realized that he was staring straight into Qingzi Yuanyuan's eyes.He looked away in fear and turned to watch TV, and said lightly: "You really don't have any small granulation in the corner of your eyes... Really no..." Back at her rented home in New York, Jiang Xia put her luggage on the ground and didn't pack it right away.He rushed to the bathroom and retched on the toilet.He had been feeling ill all afternoon, dizzy and churning in his stomach.He knew it wasn't the vertigo of a long car ride.He had felt this way for two years now, usually once or twice a month.It seems to be a little frequent these days, sometimes several times a week.He once went to the hospital for an examination, and the doctor did some examinations, and even took MRI and CT scans on his head, but they couldn't draw any conclusions. One afternoon about a month ago, a doctor at Mount Sinai Hospital in New York stood in front of the reading light and stared at Jiang Xia's MRI image for a long time, then turned around and shook his head helplessly.Jiang Xia's heart sank, worrying that she had some incurable disease. "Frankly speaking," the doctor said, "I don't know what caused you to retch constantly. We are trying to determine that there is some kind of lesion in your brain that caused your balance system to be out of balance. Come and see..." The doctor put Jiang Xia Taken to the reading light, "In all the tests, we only found that you may have some sulcus here in the left parietal lobe that is different from other people, but this is not a lesion, and there is no evidence that this is related to your symptoms. Any connection. In fact, these thinner and more grooves than ordinary people are a good thing. It increases the surface area of ​​​​the brain. In other words, you can be an extremely intelligent person, at least with this biological basis. I read Your physical condition and others are also very good, so I suggest you not to worry too much, you can step up observation. My colleagues and I will consult your situation and contact you in time if there is any situation." Said the doctor and stayed I got Jiang Xia's call and sent him out of the consultation room. The doctor's sincere attitude dispelled Jiang Xia's doubts.Except for sometimes brief dizziness and inexplicable retching, I really have no other symptoms. Continue to observe and observe, and call the doctor one day to talk about the recent situation.Jiang Xia thought. Jiang Xia wiped the red and swollen eyes filled with tears from nausea with a towel, and lay down on the sofa.He reached out to grab his precious big earphones and put them on. When the exciting music of "Spain Caprice" came, he closed his eyes, and slowly amplified his voice until he felt his soul was lifted by the music, bouncing on the vibrating drum surface, in the rosin powder Pulling in the bowstring, stirring among the colliding notes.During the trip to Boston, Jiang Xia was exhausted physically and mentally, and later he actually fell asleep amidst the sound of the surging music. Returning to the laboratory, looking at the cold instruments in front of him, Jiang Xia's mood was much calmer.He turned on the computer and browsed the online news boredly. Last night he dreamed about his parents again, their eyes were more kind than ever, and he really wanted to hug them.Jiang Xia checked the time, grabbed the phone, pressed a few buttons and hung up the phone.He got up and went to Dr. Schwell. "Oh? You want to go back to China to visit?" Schweil was looking up documents on the computer. He crossed his legs and leaned on the back of the chair and asked, expressionless. "Yes, I want to go back to China to see my family during the holidays." Jiang Xia's courage just now has lost most of her courage, and she even answered with trepidation.PhD students in science and engineering in the United States are usually on a year-round scholarship, and taking paid leave always makes the boss feel unhappy.Just now, Jiang Xia came to Schweil to ask for leave with an impulse of homesickness, but now she actually wants to retreat. "How long are you going to go? From which day to which day?" Schweil looked at the calendar on the computer, with a cold tone, which was very different from the past. "December. Three...four weeks?" Jiang Xia simply asked for a long vacation. Schweil rested his chin on his hand and stared at the computer in a daze.Jiang Xia's heart felt cold.People say that the German boss is fussy and rigid.On weekdays, I don't think this great professor of German descent is so rigid and mean. Could it be that he is really calculating the salary of these four weeks, and is it impossible to argue with himself on these three melons? Shi Weier greeted Jiang Xia to sit down, suddenly the corner of his mouth turned up, and said, "Very good! Then can you do something for me?" Jiang Xia's heart twitched, and it seemed that he hadn't turned around yet, but the breath in his chest fell to the ground suddenly, and he immediately felt proud, and replied straightforwardly: "Of course, of course! No problem!" Schweil put away his smile, fell silent for a moment, and said, "I want you to help me find someone in Beijing." Jiang Xia originally thought that Schwert would bring back some souvenirs unique to China, but now that he said he was looking for someone, and said it so mysteriously, doubts emerged in his mind: Who can Schwert know in China?Academic partner?former colleague?Could it be that he really believed that he had met Jenquis before, so he wanted to go to China to look for it? "This man's name is Zhao Support, Cheng? Zhao Cheng?" Schweil adjusted his tone and called the Chinese name. "It should be Zhao Cheng." Jiang Xia is quite sure, probably only the second word "Cheng" in "Supporting Cheng" is a personal name after the word "Zhao".So it seems that Schwell is not familiar with the person he is looking for. Schwell nodded.He raised his eyes to look at Jiang Xia, then lowered his head to look at the ground and was stunned.For more than a year, Jiang Xia has not been used to staring at the boss with eagle-like sharp eyes, which often makes him feel uncomfortable as if someone is peeping into his heart. "Come on, let me show you something." Schwell turned the computer screen in Jiang Xia's direction. Jiang Xia moved the chair closer to the screen, and a picture was frozen on it.He recognized at a glance that it was the image of Jenquis, whom they had studied together, running into his dream.Jiang Xia didn't make too many guesses, just waiting for Schweil's next words. "You must remember this scene," Schwaer said, "Do you remember the last time I played it for you, when Jenquis ran out, I didn't stop right away, but waited another four or five seconds? " Jiang Xia tried hard to recall, but she didn't remember that Schweil had done such a thing. "I wanted to see if you noticed a detail." Jiang Xia looked at Schwell, feeling a little ashamed. "You look at it now." Schweil started the playback. Jenquis ran in, stopped for a moment in the center of the screen, turned around and ran out, and then Jiang Xia only saw tiny clutter.Schweil stretched out his hand and pointed to the lower right corner of the screen: "Pay attention here." Time passed by seconds, and suddenly a white thing fell in! Jiang Xia took a closer look, it was shaped like a human hand! Only a few fingers and half of the palm of that hand are exposed in the picture.It was mixed in the clutter and landed in the corner of the screen, and it was really hard to notice if you didn't look carefully. "one hand?" "Well, I deduce it's Jenquis's hand." "He just ran out from the right side of the screen... Could it be that he fell down?" Jiang Xia asked tentatively. "It's a possibility from the picture. I've been thinking about the image of Jenquis and this hand these days, trying to see if it can give me some clues about this old guy." Schweil said from the table Take the cord and insert it into the slot on the computer. On the other end of the line was an instrument that Jiang Xia had never seen before. "This instrument is for resolution," Schweil explained, "and I borrowed it from McLaughlin's lab on the third floor. This little thing costs three hundred thousand dollars. We can do it ourselves if necessary." I’m going to buy one too, eh.” Jiang Xia grinned. "The image resolution instrument analyzes the image signal points one by one, and compares the hue, grayscale, and lightness with adjacent points. Then decomposes a small point into 360,000 smaller points and recolors them. The resolution of the original image makes the unclear image clear." Schweil said proudly, as if he invented this thing. Jiang Xia nodded slowly and said "oh" softly.I have seen this kind of equipment in American movies before, and it seems that it is only used by the US military or the FBI.He always thought it was just making it up, but it turned out that this thing was by his side.He shook his head slowly again, such intelligent and advanced things should indeed be worth the price. "Now let's look at this hand again..." Schweil said to himself while operating the resolver.Jiang Xia stared at the hands on the computer screen. As the program progress bar moved forward bit by bit, Jiang Xia really saw the changes.The original white mist-like noise around the hand is gradually fading away and blending into the background.The contours of the fingers are becoming clearer.Jiang Xia was surprised to find that a small piece of blue-gray color block in the palm was also opened, revealing a few lines of small handwritten characters. Schweil turned his head to look at Jiang Xia, crossed his arms and leaned on the chair. The small characters are already recognizable, the first line is "Zhao Cheng" in pinyin, and next to it is "Zhao Cheng" in Chinese.It's the "Prime Minister" of "Prime Minister", Jiang Xia nodded. The second line may be Zhao Cheng's phone number. The eleven-digit number starting with "1390" is a mobile phone number. "It's Zhao Cheng, and the number is a mobile phone number in China..." Jiang Xia explained to Schweil while watching. Schweil pressed a button to print out the image and handed it to Jiang Xia, saying: "Can we assume that this Zhao Cheng has a significant connection with Janquis. It may be the person Janquis is looking for. Why are you looking for him?" We don't know yet. But Jenquis's hand is in a strange position, like you said, it looks like he fell, maybe... maybe he was plotted... Such an image makes us almost certain Yes: Dr. Jenquis has been to China." Schweil looked at the hand in the lower right corner of the screen and fell silent. "I think such an inference is reasonable." Jiang Xia took a deep breath and said, "If this hand belongs to Dr. Jenquis." "Well." Schweil agreed with Jiang Xia's statement that all these assumptions must be based on the fact that the owner of this hand is Jenquis.He went on to say: "Look at this hand carefully. This is a left hand, and there is a protrusion on the second joint of its middle finger." Jiang Xia leaned forward, and there was indeed a bulge at the lower part of the middle finger of that hand, like a big knuckle. "I have no memory of Jenquis's left hand having such a protrusion. The next thing we have to do is to make as many records as possible to see if this hand appears in other places in your dream. Because you are the one who connects these clues." Schweil looked at Jiang Xia with lightning-like eyes again. "Can you analyze the hologram of Jenquis just now and look at his left hand?" Jiang Xia asked tentatively. "Very good!" Schweil was very happy to see his students thinking hard, "However, I have already seen it. The hands in the hologram are turned away, and there is no way to see the side of the bony joint..." When Jiang Xia returned home, she knocked on Ye Guangting's door and got no answer, and she couldn't get through on the phone, so she went back to her room.As soon as I left Schwell's office during the day, I called my parents and told them the news of returning to China.Dad kept saying yes.My mother first asked how much the air ticket would cost, whether the tutor would be unhappy, and whether it would be difficult to get a visa to return to the United States, and then she kept saying yes.It could be heard that they were all laughing from the heart.Jiang Xia also talked a lot today, and when he met strangers in the corridor, he also took the initiative to say hello, and responded with a bright smile.After lunch, Jiang Xia and Schweil made a dream record for three hours, and he didn't seem to find anything special, but he didn't take it to heart at all.My eyes are full of the street scenes of Beijing and the familiar smiling faces of my parents. He lit a cigarette and took a deep drag, then turned to look at his room.Beds, desks, TV cabinets, TVs, and stereos are all crammed into this small room.The sofa belongs to the landlord, and the bed is a second-hand one found online, costing $100.The cherry wood desk is very decent, with a wide and flat tabletop, thick table legs and large drawers, all of which exude a heavy and calm style.This was originally bought by Ye Guangting, and after two months, it was transferred to Jiang Xia for a nominal fee of fifty yuan.According to Ye Guangting, it takes up too much space. If something must occupy his space, he would rather use the bed, because that is the place where he stays the longest in a day.Compared with furniture, Jiang Xia prefers to buy items such as stereos and cameras that can make people feverish.Looking around, he suddenly felt the vicissitudes of life.Is this the world he wants?Is this the life he wants?Jiang Xia told herself more than once that this is just the only way to a wonderful life.But whenever I think of the uncertain future, a wave of depression will surround me.He didn't want his thoughts to go in this direction, but he couldn't help it.Yang Shan's call came in at the right time. "You're wrong, why didn't you call me when you went to Boston?" The hot taste of the Sichuan girl burst out from the phone receiver. "Your Guangting said that he called you, that you couldn't go because of something." Jiang Xia kept crying. "Hee hee, just kidding, I had something to do last weekend. Hey, he wasn't with you? How dare he not answer my call!" "I called him just now, and he dared not answer." Jiang Xia smiled. "What are you doing? Shall I find you?" "Come on! You want to chase and intercept your Guangting, right?" "I can't do it. My principle is, it's okay to do it behind my back. Just don't let me find out. I don't have the time to investigate. Are you welcome or not?" "Come on, come on, can you not welcome me? Hey wait, it seems that Guangting is back." Jiang Xia heard the door next door. "I'm too lazy to talk to him! We'll talk about it later, I'll be there. Bye!" Jiang Xia's "worship" was hung up by Yang Shan outside the phone. "You can do it behind my back," Jiang Xia repeated Yang Shan's words to herself, "just don't let me find out... who can be so open-minded!" He smiled wryly and threw the phone on the bed and got up to look for Ye Guangting. Mr. Ye with a tired face was lying on the bed watching TV, with a beautifully wrapped square box beside him.After letting Jiang Xia into the room, he lay back to his original place and threw a pack of cigarettes to Jiang Xia. "Why? You have a family." Jiang Xia asked. "Yang Shan, right? I knew this little girl had to find you, so I won't answer any calls from you two today." "She'll be here in a minute." "Who? Yang Shan?" Ye Guangting laughed, "She just can't hold back. Today is her birthday, and I was going to surprise her, so I deliberately didn't stretch her for a day. Look how anxious she is. "As he spoke, he patted the square box on the bed with his hand. Jiang Xia was also amused: "You two keep getting me involved in this childish thing." Suddenly, I felt a little sour in my heart, and I don't know if I was thinking of Chen Xiting or Zhou Qingzi. "Tell you something, I'm going back to China for Christmas." "Yo!" Ye Guangting sat up abruptly, looked at Jiang Xia, "You are so cool!" "Let's go back together?" "Go back!" Ye Guangting was arrogant, and changed his mind again, "I won't be able to come back when I go back! I plan to go back in May. If I go back for Christmas too... two trips a year is too extravagant, right?" He paused and scratched his head: "But it's not impossible. Why can't I go back twice a year? What's wrong with me going back twice a year! Who am I in the way of me!" I feel reasonable, but the more I talk about it, the more I feel wronged. It was very interesting for Jiang Xia to watch Ye Guangting compete with himself, and said with a smile: "When I told my boss about this today, he asked me to go back and help find someone." "Damn it! That's still a business trip! Are you free of air tickets too?" Ye Guangting, who studies business administration, is quite economical. Jiang Xia was taken aback: "Yeah, why didn't I think of that." Seeing Ye Guangting pouted, Jiang Xia patted him on the shoulder. "Don't be angry, just that old man, it's useless! Let me tell you, the name of the person he asked me to find for him was written on the palm of Jenquis! Do you think it's reliable?" "What? Who is it?" "You have such a good memory!" Jiang Xia gave Ye Guangting a brainstorm, "I wanted to praise you just now. Jenquis, I told you that the professor at the Gai Acoustics Laboratory of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology once appeared In my dream. Didn't you also watch the video?" "That's right, that's right," Ye Guangting straightened his hair, and said, "It's written on his hands...that's really strange. No wonder the old man sent you to look for it. What's the matter, is it a Chinese name?" Jiang Xia stared at Ye Guangting and nodded: "Zhao Cheng." "Zhao Cheng?" Ye Guangting also stared at Jiang Xia with wide eyes. "Do you recognize it?" Jiang Xia was startled, and then waved his hand, "There are not so many coincidences, right?" Ye Guangting tensed for a moment, then smiled: "I really don't know this person." Jiang Xia breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to scold Ye Guangting to relieve his anger, but was held back by the knock on the door. Yang Shan stood at the door in fancy clothes, with a wide shawl on her shoulders, reaching her knees.She smiled happily, and stretched out her hand to Ye Guangting who opened the door: "I heard you talking at the door. Here are the presents!" "What gift?" Ye Guangting pretended to be confused, "What happened to you today? Possessed by lotus? What kind of monster!" Yang Shan gave Ye Guangting a white look, pouted her mouth and entered the room, said hello to Jiang Xia, and shouted loudly: "Today is my birthday, no one remembers it? Huh?" Yang Shan saw Guangting put on the bed The gift was full of joy, and he jumped and ran over: "You are still good! Hey, no, who bought it?" Ye Guangting looked at Jiang Xia helplessly. Jiang Xia grinned: "You haven't told me about such a private matter, Guangting respects you. Let's do this, you two will get bored with this place for a while, and I'll go back. I'll invite you to dinner later to celebrate your birthday." As he said that, he walked out on his own, and before going out, he turned around and asked Yang Shan, "Where is Qingzi? Isn't she coming to celebrate your birthday?" Yang Shan was busy unwrapping presents, without turning her head: "She'll be here in a while." Jiang Xia returned to the room and turned on the computer to take advantage of this moment to read the dreams recorded today.He looked through it boredly. Although he didn't see anything when recording in the laboratory, Dr. Schweil required a complete report for each experimental record, even if the three-hour film was all black.This is "German rigor", right? This time it is like this, most of the time it is a black background color, only occasionally some clutter and moving stitching of color blocks.Jiang Xia obediently marked the time points when each clutter appeared.While doing this, he became lazy and chose to fast forward at twice the speed.Last night, I slept on the sofa for a long time before moving to the bed, and because I was extremely tired, I skipped washing.This sleep state is usually full of dreams, but nothing is recorded.This annoyed Jiang Xia very much. Suddenly a large group of color blocks drifted past, which caught Jiang Xia's attention.He stopped the picture. Jiang Xia moved his chair and took a few steps back. He felt that the color block was more like a person's profile face, the black ones were eyes, and the slightly raised lips were lips.The "human face" is on the right side of the picture, the black hair may be, Jiang Xia speculates.The light-colored bumps under the hair should be the man's shoulders.Further down the shoulder, it should be an arm. Jiang Xia approached the screen again, and then backed away again. Is this a person?The profile, hair, and shoulders are all in the right position, but the position and direction of the arms are a bit strange. Jiang Xia's operating program keeps the screen. He wanted to flip through some other pictures to study, but he heard a light knock on the door. It should be Qingzi who came.Thinking so, Jiang Xia opened the door. It was Chen Xiting standing at the door. This surprised Jiang Xia, he suddenly felt a hot current rushing from the base of his neck to the top of his head, his temples were throbbing, and he didn't know if it was anger or embarrassment, it was about to gushe out impatiently. "Why are you doing this?" Chen Xiting's voice was full of tears, and his eyes were full of timidity.But this didn't make Jiang Xia's heart soften as usual.He stood at the door without moving, did not let Xiting into the room, and did not answer. On the way back to New York from Boston on Sunday, Jiang Xia was depressed all the way, thinking about Chen Xiting all the way.Think of the happy times when they were together, think of her lying in someone else's arms and lying to herself.Physical discomfort made the thought even more unbearable.At a rest stop, he finally mustered up the courage to call Chen Xiting.On the phone, he only said one sentence before hanging up: "Let's break up. I know everything." Chen Xiting looked at Jiang Xia aggrievedly, and begged, "Can you let me in?" Jiang Xia still didn't answer, looked down at the ground, and slowly turned sideways to let Chen Xiting into the room. After closing the door, Jiang Xia walked in and sat down on the sofa.Chen Xiting looked back at him, and sat down gently on the bed.There was no more sound in the room. In Jiang Xia's mind, Chen Xiting was in the taxi, in front of her eyes, being intimate with another man.Every sentence and every word Chen Xiting said to him seemed to be still lingering in his ears.There are such coincidences in the world, never pretend to be smart and think that bad things can be done perfectly. You can not love me, but don't lie to me! You can lie to me, but don't you fucking let me know! Jiang Xia's mind was in a mess, he couldn't bear this kind of insult.Perhaps Ye Guangting was more open-minded than himself in this matter.According to Ye Gongzi's point of view, she can love you today and someone else tomorrow. She loves you because you are cute, and doesn't love you because you are no longer cute.There is no such thing as loyalty or betrayal. Jiang Xia got up, lit a cigarette and sat back on the sofa.Chen Xiting forbids him to smoke, so he never smoked in front of her.Chen Xiting looked at him, moved his lips, and finally said nothing. Someone knocked on the door, and Ye Guangting's voice came in: "When are you leaving?" "Wait a minute!" Jiang Xia shouted loudly.He usually speaks smoothly and steadily, with a centered tone.Such loud reprimands have never been heard before.Ye Guangting heard something was wrong outside the door, so he stopped making a sound and went back to the house. "What's the matter?" Chen Xiting was frightened by Jiang Xia's actions, and asked softly. Jiang Xia took a long breath and let it out slowly. "Are you going to ask me at this time?" His tone became much calmer, "I know, we are not together, and it is not easy to maintain such a relationship. But there is something we can talk about and communicate with. You can talk to me Say, you can't take it anymore, you want someone by your side. You don't want to have this long-distance relationship with me. You're alone in Rhode Island, yeah, I know you must be lonely. It's not like I'm in There are many friends in New York, and there are many things to do. But, but..." Jiang Xia extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray: "You can come to New York with, and other men, right under my nose, and you You lied to me that you were in Rhodes Island, what else do you want? Did you go too far!" Jiang Xia said all the words that were pent up in her heart, and felt that the breath that had been held in her chest for a long time was finally released. Much better. Chen Xiting looked at Jiang Xia with wide eyes, not knowing what to say. Jiang Xia took another breath, glanced at Chen Xiting, and raised her hand: "That's it. I know, I can't give you what you want. I am also responsible for this matter, I care too little for you, I... ..." He couldn't go on anymore, tears streaming down his face. Someone knocked on the door, Jiang Xia knew it was Ye Guangting who came to remind him again.This time he didn't lose his temper, wiped the tears from his face, got up and went to open the door. Zhou Qingzi stood outside the door, holding a big red handbag in both hands. "Guangting asked me to ask when to leave." Qingzi saw that Jiang Xia's mood was very wrong, looked sideways into the room, and met Chen Xiting's eyes. "Lin Jiayun?" Chen Xiting stood up and took two steps towards the door before stopping. She looked at Jiang Xia and Zhou Qingzi, as if she couldn't believe her eyes, "You guys, are you still together?" Hearing the words "Lin Jiayun" come from Chen Xiting's mouth, Jiang Xia was shocked.Chen Xiting obviously mistook Zhou Qingzi for her twin sister.Then what Qingzi said is not bad, she does have a twin sister named Lin Jiayun, and from Chen Xiting's words, she has indeed dated Lin Jiayun.Jiang Xia turned her head and looked at Chen Xiting like a stranger.Who is she?What else does she know? Zhou Qingzi didn't seem to know the girl in the room, but she still maintained her usual calm expression, neither denying nor admitting. “我都明白了！”陈夕亭把自己的包从床上扯过来，“你要和我分手，还是因为这个女的！”说着就要夺门而出，却被江夏一把揽住了肩膀。陈夕亭挣扎了两下终于徒劳无功，两颗大大的泪珠由眼中滚落。 “我今天不去了，你们去吃吧。”江夏侧身对轻子抱歉地说道。 “噢。”轻子的脸红红的，低着头答应了一声，转身推门进了叶广庭的屋。 关上房门，江夏松开双手。从陈夕亭出现在家门口的那一刻，他的心里就很矛盾。本想采用叶广庭的方式把她骂一顿让她走人的，但是却并不真的想赶她走。她走了，自己一肚子的问题又去对谁说呢？也许他还是想听听陈夕亭到底是什么态度吧，两个人的关系没办法就这么结束。 陈夕亭低着头，手指用力抠着手袋的竹质提把，兀自抽泣。