Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 5: Farewell to these 20 years (rebuilt, free)

It’s very hot, but the highest temperature stubbornly stays at 39 degrees, because it will be troublesome to reach 40 degrees.

When I walked out of the office building, I felt a heat wave as soon as I came out.

Liu Mengyu frowned slightly. At this time, she missed life in Chengdu. Of course, as a plain city in a basin, Chengdu should also be very hot at this time, but when I drove out of the city, I entered the mountains. There are many This scenic spot can be stopped or even stayed to escape the heat, but in the eastern coastal plain, this can be regarded as a luxury.

The black car still stopped at the door on time and waited to pick her up. It was a kind of tacit understanding that the two had developed over the years. Only this time, when Liu Mengyu got in the car, he rarely took the initiative to speak:

“I thought you wouldn’t be here today.”

“Actually, I didn’t go to take orders all afternoon, I just drew and wrote at home.” Su Yuhang wore a dark yellow gown, the kind of “Kong Yiji” in Mr. Lu Xun’s writing, but he wore Su Yuhang didn’t seem shabby or embarrassed at all, on the contrary, he really seemed to have a celebrity love in the Republic of China, although this celebrity was a driver.

Liu Mengyu nodded. She knew that this might be Su Yuhang’s character, even if Su Yuhang sleeps his own subject consciousness and uses several other individual consciousnesses to maintain operation, but each of these pure consciousnesses In the final analysis, it is Su Yuhang himself.

The drug introduction is almost ripe and the timing is about the same, which means that these consciousnesses that were originally responsible for activities when the subject consciousness is asleep will be erased as the subject consciousness wakes up, but he appears to be very relaxed.

Yes, if he is nervous, upset, angry, hesitated, and loses his measure at this time, then he is not worthy of the name “Su Yuhang”; Liu Mengyu thought so in his heart.

“Don’t eat barbecue today?” Su Yuhang asked. When he gets off work every night, Liu Mengyu is accustomed to eating supper. It’s like he likes to draw and write. People, I have to do something to make myself feel interesting. You can feel like you are still alive.

“Go home and cook.” Liu Mengyu said.

“Twenty years…oh no, it seems to be the first time in my life planning to cook, right?” Su Yuhang joked with a smile.

Liu Mengyu stopped talking, Su Yuhang drove the car to the door of the vegetable market and stopped. Liu Mengyu got out of the car, and Su Yuhang got out of the car together.

The two did not stay in the vegetable market for long, because Liu Mengyu only bought a few catties of water and some green onions, **** and garlic.

But Su Yuhang was not dissatisfied at all, just smiled and followed her all the time, and after the purchase, the two got in the car and went home.

Cut the chopped green onion, boil in cold water, drip some oil, put it on the surface of the water, wait for the noodles to come out, pick it up and put it in a bowl containing the seasoning, pour the soup on it and serve it to the table.

There is a bowl of noodles in front of the two people sitting at the table. It can be regarded as plain noodles. If you don’t even add a few drops of oil, it will be perfect. The ramen sold in the temple will be put for you. A vegetarian chicken and vegetables and other things are garnished, but these two bowls of noodles are too simple.

“Are you thanking me or thanking him.” Su Yuhang picked up his chopsticks and asked first in no hurry to eat.

“Is there a difference?” Liu Mengyu looked at Su Yuhang who was sitting across from her table, “Aren’t you him, isn’t he you?”

“It is essentially right, but at this time, I still hope to make a difference. I am Su Yuhang and he is also Su Yuhang, but he can’t eat the noodles you make yourself.” Su Yuhang lowered his head. Smelling the scent, his face was filled with satisfaction.

Liu Mengyu was silent, her subject consciousness did not fall asleep, because the man did everything for her, and the subject consciousness sleep was for the other sub-consciousness to work more undisturbed. He did several people alone. Her life, monitoring broadcast, monitoring life, monitoring drug introduction, etc., and she only needs to be responsible for boredom every day.

At the beginning, he said to her like this: You have given birth to me two children, and I have to do these things.

He is a very hypocritical person, and also a very disgusting person. This is Liu Mengyu’s evaluation of Su Yuhang, a person who uses all means for his purpose, and even has no bottom line to talk about, a person of his own kind.

“If you don’t eat, I will dump it.”

The noodles are getting cold, Liu Mengyu said.

“I eat, I eat.”

Su Yuhang started to eat noodles. He ate quickly and was very satisfied. There is such a custom in Japan. The louder the sound and the uglier the food, the more proof you love this dish and Respect for making this meal.

A person who has been influenced by a culture beyond ordinary people since his childhood, eating like this, perhaps, for Su Yuhang, is the first time in his life. Liu Mengyu remembers that when the two were just ordinary listeners, in a story world Here, so embarrassed to eat the carrion meat, Su Yuhang actually slowly sliced ​​the carrion meat with a knife and ate it like sashimi, bite by bite, and forced himself to swallow the few around him. Listeners who eat this disgusting thing quickly to add energy are very disdainful.

This is a man who values ​​style more than anything.

A bowl of noodles, without eating, soon, it is gone. Su Yuhang even drank the noodle soup cleanly, then patted his stomach in an unimaginative manner, and said:

“Thank you.”

For these years, he has been by her side. He is a real touch of Su Yuhang’s consciousness. He is Su Yuhang, and Su Yuhang is him. But as he himself said just now, sometimes Liu Mengyu also seems to be in a trance. He regarded him as an independent person, an ordinary person also called Su Yuhang.

She experiences life, and he is there to assist, she is off work, she comes to pick up, she draws, and he is accompanied by the photographer. In countless scenes, countless different people see the two people as a pair. , But she and him both knew that it was impossible and unnecessary for the two of them.

Although this road is lonely, neither of them are cowardly people. In fact, they are quite the opposite. Being able to become the best in the audience has already demonstrated their strong character and facing them as audiences. Broadcasting stands on the opposite side of broadcasting, which further proves what kind of rebels they are.

This is not the common slogan “My life is up to me” that the two like to shout. After all, only the listeners can deeply taste and realize the horror of broadcasting, and only the listeners can truly experience “resistance” The real pressure contained in two words.

“Medicinal introduction, I’m going to be familiar with it.” Su Yuhang suddenly said. He only learned the news through another person in charge of monitoring the broadcast, but he knew that she could know because she didn’t have the awareness , She is her deity.

So, she made him a bowl of noodles,

This is farewell,

Maybe some thanks,

It is also an end.

She probably didn’t want to say goodbye to herself, even if he accompanied her for twenty years like an ordinary person.

This is not a bitter TV series. The purely beautiful love story and the scenes and bridges between men and women from shallow to deep will not be staged between him and her. Just as she understands him, he also understands her.

How unfeeling she is, how selfish she is, and how indifferent she is, he knows well that even her own sister can watch her decay after using up, and even the slightest indifference to family affection. The non-existent motherhood is the truest portrayal of her.

So, he doesn’t think that the focus of this bowl of noodles is to give him, but to commemorate the seemingly ordinary life of these twenty years, twenty years of dullness, twenty years of boring, twenty years of waiting , It can even be said that twenty years of torture ~ IndoMTL.com~ I heard a piece of news today that happened in Xiaoshiqiao, a guy with mental illness and delusion, locked himself in a safe and starved to death. Died of thirst inside. “

Su Yuhang tells her some news and stories that she hears every day, which can be regarded as enriching her life, but today’s story obviously has a different flavor.

“I’ve always been curious about why you would be so…” Liu Mengyu paused, seeming to be organizing her own words. After a while, she continued, “Affectionate. “

“It’s just appreciation.” Su Yuhang stretched out his hand and rubbed gently on the table. “A person who can make the radio so afraid of killing by accident.

He made a bet with me that the radio would not accept him as a listener according to the usual rules, and then he won, and then he died. “

“He is very good.” Liu Mengyu said, the young master’s experiment was the most important part of their plan, and even the starting point of their plan.

“When I learned of his death, I went to his villa and looked at his haggard and unhuman body, and then in the safe, I saw the few lines he left, biting Words written by fingers.”

“You never told me about this.” Liu Mengyu said.

“I want to wait till today.” Su Yuhang said, “At least today can prove that his research and our plan have seen the dawn of success.”

“Well, you continue.”

“The first sentence is: He really fears me.

The second sentence is: I have a feeling of being side by side with two kings. “

“Nothing?” Liu Mengyu asked.

“One more sentence.”

“What is it?”

“Urine, it’s really bad to drink.”

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