Departure, rest, between the real and the imaginary.

Dong Ge comes out of the infirmary with his coat on and sits down next to He Zhangsheng.

Snow-white lights struck down from directly above, brushing one's face white.

Noticing the silhouette at his side, He Zhangsheng perked up, "Your injuries are fine ......"

Without waiting for him to finish his question, Dong Ge pulls the hood of He Zhangsheng's down jacket up over his head and presses his head slightly more forcefully against his shoulder.

He Zhangsheng was a bit confused, struggling to get up: "Dong Ge ......".

Dong Ge's voice was a little warmer, not as cold and hard as usual: "The injury is not a problem. Look, I can still hug senior."

He Zhangsheng stopped struggling and leaned obediently on Dong Ge's shoulder.

Passing overtime police officers couldn't help but look at them twice, but neither of them cared much about the sight of onlookers.

Dong Ge called him softly, "Elder."

Leaning on the body of a man three and a half years younger than himself, smelling his body's faint smell of snow and ice, He Zhangsheng is surprisingly extraordinarily at ease.

He Zhangsheng mumbled, "Dong Ge, Lou was not like this before."

Before the police arrived, they had already heard what had happened from the frightened punks.

They have suffered a lot, how dare they hide it anymore, and they cried bitterly and gave it all up.

He Zhangsheng asked Dong Ge: "He saved me from others before. Why has he become like this now."

Dong Ge didn't say anything.

Both Dong Ge and Chi Xiaochi have experienced the feeling of being in such pain that all they can do is ask "why". To add fuel to the fire at a time like this is to make He Zhangsheng feel bad.

So, without a word, he stroked the back of He Zhangsheng's neck gently through a layer of soft down, as if he were comforting a helpless kitten.

The two teenage figures sitting side by side supported each other, thinking a lot about each other.

And just after hugging He Zhangsheng, Chi Xiaochi got goosebumps.

061 was a little worried about him, "Don't push yourself."

Chi Xiaochi said in a relaxed tone, "It's okay, coaxing a child. It's best to hold them in your arms."

061: "......" Ugh.

He shifted part of his consciousness to Chi Xiaochi's jacket, embracing him lightly all over from behind.

Chi Xiaochi felt so warm, probably because of the heating, that she almost wanted to fall asleep.

Winter's mom went to bed early, and Dong Ge was afraid that she would be worried, and did not contact her by phone, but only sent a text message, explaining the situation and asking her not to worry.

When winter mom woke up the next day, saw the news almost crazy, pulling the winter dad rushed to the police station, just waiting to do the statement Dong Feihong a child in one hand out of the Public Security Bureau.

Winter mom jumped up, pulling Dong Ge and touching his face and arms, carefully examining him from head to toe.

Dong Ge is a little uncomfortable and struggles with a blush, "Mom, Mom, I'm really fine. It's just that I can't do sit-ups for a while."

Determining that nothing serious had happened to her own son, Winter's mom simply slapped her face, "Sit up your ass. During this time, you will lie on your back for me, and once you sit up, I will hit you once."

Dong Ge: "......"

As soon as Dong Ma turned her back, He Zhangsheng immediately reached out and gently rubbed Dong Ge's head.

Dong Feihong reached out and beckoned for two cabs, "I left my car near the KTV, so I'm not in a hurry to pick it up. Let's go home first, Xiao Ge and Zhangsheng haven't had breakfast yet."

Dong Ma, Dong Dad and Dong Ge have one car, and Dong Feihong and He Zhangsheng have one car.

After the car started, He Zhangsheng asked while fastening his seat belt, "How did Uncle know we were in this KTV?"

Dong Feihong's hand on his seatbelt gave a slight lurch.

061 is not good to say that he was afraid of Chi Xiaochi to go back to the injury, directly to the "Dong Feihong" data out, even the car is only after the fact to carry over.

Fortunately, the surveillance system firewalls in this small county weren't tight enough, and after monitoring seventeen functioning cameras on the way from the ice rink to the KTV, 061 fabricated an entire drive-by image, covering all the cameras along the way in case the police investigated the problem afterward.

He "click" sound of the seat belt pin into the slot, calmly said: "Dong Ge mom worried about Dong Ge so late to come back is not safe, asked me to wait for the door, I am not quite assured, so I came out to look for you. ...... Dong Ge's cell phone was lost once before. Later, I set up a security bond with Dong Ge's cell phone, which can locate the position of his cell phone."

He Zhangsheng just casually asked a question, this answer at first glance can not be picked out wrong, so he obediently nodded, "Uh-huh."

But 061 was getting apprehensive.

Chi Xiaochi's carefulness could not have failed to realize his omission.

What made him even more apprehensive was that until Lou Sifan woke up in the hospital, Chi Xiaochi didn't ask Dong Feihong how he actually found them.

Lou Sifan has been in a coma for over a day.

When he woke up, in immense pain, everyone said to him, get well, you're not badly hurt, you can get well.

But when Lou Sifan anxiously asked if it would affect his skating, and if there would be any after-effects, everyone was evasive and evasive.

Lou Sifan felt panic rising.

What made him feel even more frightened was that He Zhangsheng never came to visit him.

On the third day of admission, Lou Sifan's trainer arrived.

Instead of pointing his nose at him and scolding him, the normally hot-tempered coach sat quietly for a while, chatting with him about his New Year's Eve experiences, and telling him about places to travel to for rest and recuperation, so calmly that Lou Sifan wanted to bang his head against the wall.

Lou Sifan's heart has been hanging in his throat for days, his eyes are red and he is very nervous, and now that he has encountered such a situation, how can he still control it.

He grabbed the coach and asked, "What's wrong with me, Coach? None of them are telling me the truth. You're here, talk to me ......"

Coach, you're scolding me. Why don't you scold me?

The coach was asked by Lou Sifan's parents to inform him of the news, and he could only let out a long sigh as he looked at his once most decorated student, "...... comminuted knee fracture. If you recuperate for a year, you'll probably still have a chance to get on the ice."

Lou Sifan was completely frozen.

It wasn't until the coach left the hospital room and met up with Lou's parents who were waiting outside that he heard a commotion in the hospital room.

Lou Sifan grabbed his hair and screamed one after the other, his voice tearing as if he were vomiting.

Lou's family entered the hospital room and surrounded Lou Sifan, but no amount of comforting words would be of any use to Lou Sifan now.

Gradually, his strength ran out and he could no longer scream, leaving only mournful, mournful cries.

He Zhangsheng, who happened to be visiting on this day, stood outside the disorganized ward, watched quietly for a while, put down the fruit basket at the door, and then turned around and left.

...... He knew about Lou Sifan's feelings, but things have developed to such an extent that He Zhangsheng can no longer give this former best friend any decency and tenderness.

Not seeing it again has been for the best.

The nature of this incident of hiring and wounding is extremely bad, firstly, because it was planned for a long time, and secondly, because of the seriousness of the consequences.

But for Lou's family, the incident was awkward and unusual:

Lou Sifan's men are ordered to beat up Dong Ge for a leg, but they come up with the wrong person and are beaten up to become Lou Sifan.

Is Lou's family going to pursue this matter or not?

As it turns out, Lou's family's opinion doesn't matter at all.

Thin Monkey and Huang Mao were both detained, while those who failed to beat up people and were instead ordered to fuck each other had no choice but to shift the blame upwards in order to clear their names, saying that they were instructed and forced to do so.

...... climbed over each other in a heap.

Neither Dong Ge nor He Zhangsheng intend to get involved in this mess any further.

They have limited mental capacity and really shouldn't be frittering away their time on something like this.

After the 15th, Dong Ge's injury healed and they took the train back to the province to prepare for their training in Finland.

Three days before Dong Ge's departure, Dong Feihong was also leaving.

Dong Feihong's luggage is very simple, one suitcase is all he needs.

When he had everything he needed to get ready, he turned back to Chi Xiaochi, who had been watching him pack, and asked, "What would you like to eat for your last meal together before you leave the country?"

Chi Xiaochi asks, "Anything you want?"

Dong Feihong smiled, "Whatever you want to eat." Whether it was Australian lobster, abalone ginseng, shark's fin and maw, or the zaotai fish they ate when they first met, anything.

Chi Xiaochi said, "I want to eat noodles with shredded pork and egg."

Dong Feihong was slightly surprised, "Only want to eat this?"

Chi Xiaochi : "This one is just fine."

Dong Feihong passed through the leather bag and made contact with Chi Xiaochi's clear eyes for a moment, only to feel his heart numb and soft, where there was no reason not to agree: "Good."

For formality, he made hand-rolled noodles.

The wheat-scented dough is taken out of the white porcelain bowl when it is properly risen and rolled out as thin as paper.

Dong Feihong also slices ham, beef, and chicken for variety and freshness.

He turned the heat on and when the water was boiling, he asked Chi Xiaochi, "Do you want loose eggs or whole eggs?"

Chi Xiaochi, who had been trailing behind him like a little tail, answered smoothly, "Whole. Eggs."

Dong Feihong nods and moves to remove two fresh eggs from the refrigerator and crack them directly into the pot.

After cracking the second egg, Dong Feihong stared at it and said, "Ah, double yolk."

The person behind him was silent for a moment and opened his mouth with a smile, "Uncle Junior is amazing."

Dong Feihong lost his smile and naturally replied back, "Awesome what. It's not like I played it."

At the end of the sentence, the two men looked at each other.

The teenager gazed at him with unusual seriousness, the eyes seemed to carry a subtle electric current, piercing Dong Feihong's cheeks vaguely hot.

He just thought he was getting heat in his face, and reached out to give Chi Xiaochi a push, "Okay, it's too hot in here. Go out and wait, the food will be ready soon."

When he says right away, he means right away.

In less than ten minutes, the noodles with egg and shredded pork were on the table.

Soup noodles take a wide-mouthed sea bowl to hold, hand-rolled noodles cut to an even thickness, silk as thread, bright soup sprinkled with a handful of minced green onions, ham, beef and shredded chicken hot and crowded in the bowl, the arrangement is very beautiful.

Chi Xiaochi used his chopsticks to count the number of eggs in Dong Feihong's bowl, and in his own bowl, there was one lying on top and one buried underneath.

He scooped up a spoonful of soup and drank it.

Dong Feihong asked him, "Is it good?"

Chi Xiaochi says, "Yummy."

Dong Feihong nodded his head, and the two of them happily finished their meal, Chi Xiaochi washed the dishes and Dong Feihong continued to organize the household goods.

Neither of the two actively mentioned the farewell that was coming the next day, but it would come eventually.

Early the next morning, he and He Zhangsheng took Dong Feihong to the airport.

Wearing the coat he wore when he first met Dong Ge, Dong Feihong gently stroked Dong Ge's hair and said gently, "I'm afraid that my little uncle will be very busy when he goes abroad and won't be able to visit you all the time."

Dong Ge nodded slightly, but his eyes stared straight at Dong Feihong, as if he wanted to burn his image into his eyes.

Dong Feihong took out a book from his handbag and shoved it into Dong Ge's arms, "This is the gift that Little Uncle promised you. Keep it."

It was a beautifully bound comic book.

The name of the manga is Dong Ge.

After handing this long-prepared gift to Dong Ge, Dong Feihong carried his luggage and turned to walk into the passenger lane.

He Zhangsheng took the comic and turned it over.

That story is simple, it starts with a kid who enters a gymnasium and practices skating, and encounters school violence in the restroom. The kid resolves the difficulty and moves up the ladder, eventually reaching the top.

It's more of a hand-drawn photobook than a comic with a plot.

It has very little dialog, recording simple stories, bits and pieces of life, of Dong Ge's graceful back in the dance studio, and his falls, and rises, again and again.

The title page of the comic reads an unsigned message, "To anyone who deserves this book."

He Zhangsheng flipped through the cartoon, full of envy.

And Dong Ge's expression is quite soft, with a bit of a moving light smile at the corners of his mouth.

In a short time, Dong Feihong's plane is ready to take off.

Flight attendants walked down the aisle, reminding passengers one by one to fasten their seatbelts.

When walking to one of the rows, the flight attendant saw that one of the window seats was empty, and assuming that the person sitting there had gone to the restroom, she politely asked the passenger next to her, "May I ask if this is your companion's seat?"

The passenger shook his head, "I'm traveling alone. It's empty, no one sits here."

The stewardess was a bit puzzled and looked down to check the manual counter and realized that the seat was indeed unoccupied.

...... But she clearly remembered that this cabin was full.

Just in case, she found the stewardess and reported the incident to her.

The crew chief checked the passenger list and gave a positive answer, "Yes, there is no one in that seat."

The moment Lou Sifan woke up, the system prompted that the Remorse Value was full and the host could withdraw from the world.

Since Dong Feihong had already left the country, Chi Xiaochi also needed to pick a suitable time to leave.

Three days later, the skating team boarded a plane to Finland.

According to the arrangement, Dong Ge should sit with Liang Xiao, and He Zhangsheng should sit with Fang Xiaoyan. Who would have thought that as soon as they boarded the plane, Fang Xiaoyan took away He Zhangsheng's ticket and exchanged it with Liang Xiao's ticket.

He Zhangsheng : "...... hmm?"

Fang Xiaoyan was as familiar as ever: "Uh-oh what uh-oh. It's changed. Let's sit down."

Liang Xiao's mouth curled up, "Good."

He Zhangsheng took the ticket that was exchanged in seconds, looked at the face of the ticket, then looked at Dong Ge, who had already sat down and was swiping his cell phone, his cheeks slightly red.

He placed the small bag he was carrying beside Dong Ge and coughed.

Dong Ge turns to him.

He Zhangsheng said, "I'll sit here."

Dong Ge: "Sit."

He Zhangsheng especially here Yin Yin San Bai Liang said, "...... Xiaoyan let me sit."

Dong Ge looked him in the eye, "Then do you want me to switch with Liang Xiao as well."

He Zhangsheng immediately said, "No."

After saying that, his whole body was a bit not so good, favoring his reddened face to stand up quickly, "I'm going to go to the restroom."

Dong Ge: "Uh-huh."

He Zhangsheng took two steps, then fell back and demanded, "Don't you change."

Dong Ge smiled slightly, "Good. Listen to senior, don't change."

Seeing He Zhangsheng off, Dong Ge re-lowered his head, finished typing his unedited text message, and sent it out, "Uncle Junior, I'm getting on the plane and getting ready to turn off the phone."

Dong Feihong's message came back quickly, "Have a safe trip."

Looking at the words "Have a safe trip", Chi Xiaochi smiles from a distance.

061 slyly, "Is ...... that happy?"

Chi Xiaochi didn't reply to this statement, and after turning off his phone, he said, "Mr. Six, stop the function of the acceleration card. Let's get ready to go."

After the plane took off and left the country, Fang Xiaoyan, who was coming back from the restroom, passed by Dong He and the two of them and took a peek at them in a gossipy way.

After all, the springtime aura on these two had been off ever since they returned to the provincial team after the first of the year.

With a glance, she was shocked and grabbed He Zhangsheng, who was reading a sports magazine, by the shoulder: "Dong Ge, what's going on?"

As soon as Dong Ge got on the plane, he asked for a blanket and said he was sleepy. He Zhangsheng didn't think much of it and only peeked at his sleeping face for a short while before starting to flip through the books he had brought with him.

Reminded by Fang Xiaoyan, He Zhangsheng looked at Dong Ge and was shocked to find that his cheeks were flaming red, his breathing was rapid, and his hands, which were exposed outside the blanket, were shaking with fever.

He panicked, "...... Dong Ge? Dong Ge!!!"

He fires up his grip on Dong Ge's palm and calls out his name.

...... Whenever he is with Dong Ge, He Zhangsheng never forgets to wear gloves.

At the sound, Dong Ge's eyelids flickered and he struggled to open his eyes a little.

The form of the man in front of him was all but a blur, but Dong Ge vaguely recognized who he was in the high fever.

He exhausted his entire body and squeezed He Zhangsheng s soft fingers, "...... Senior, don t be afraid."

At that moment, Chi Xiaochi, who had detached himself from Dong Ge's body, had once again entered that snow-white space resting point.

This time he offered, "I'd like to find a place and rest for a while."

061 nodded.

That's normal.

Chi Xiaochi had spent seven full years in the third world, and even if he had replaced the advanced time compression card at a later stage, according to the normal flow of time, almost a year had passed.

This is the longest world 061 has ever experienced, not to mention that Chi Xiaochi is a human being, and it will take more time for him to step out of the role of "Dong Ge".

He asked, "How long are you going to rest?"

Chi Xiaochi said, "Three days."

061 frowned, "It's too short."

Chi Xiaochi still says, "I'm in a hurry to get back."

He had heard this sentence quite a few times, but this time when he heard it in his ears, he called 061 some inexplicable stifling.

To divert attention, he asked Chi Xiaochi, "Where do you want to rest?"

Chi Xiaochi quoted a location down to the exact door number, adding, "...... is in the world I came from."

It took 061 some time to retrieve and locate it because it was a location that was too directional.

All teleportation sites leading from the resting point are projections of the real world.

When the host enters the world, the system will correct his or her appearance, so there's no need to worry about someone the host is familiar with bumping into the host, thus causing a series of subsequent troubles.

The building in front of us is empty and quiet, deserted, and it doesn't look like there is any need for 061 to make any kind of cosmetic corrections to Chi Xiaochi.

Chi Xiaochi spoke before taking a step out into space, "Go ahead."

He also remembered that 061 had said that the system would be separated from the host while the host was resting. Because it was not in the middle of the mission world, the system's ability would be drastically limited and weakened to the extreme.

061 said, "Just in case, I've still got your likeness corrected and put some money in your pocket. Feel free to go out if you want to."

Chi Xiaochi felt his pockets.

Inside was a bank card with the PIN written on the back.

Chi Xiaochi: "How much?"

061: "Three hundred thousand dollars."

Chi Xiaochi marveled at 061's perception of "something": "Wow."

061 didn't quite dare to look straight at the strong feeling of reluctance within himself, "...... Otherwise I'd better go with you."

Chi Xiaochi's eyes blinked, quite a bit of titillating flirtation, "Why, can't give up on me."

061 adjusted his mind, "...... It's fine, go ahead."

Chi Xiaochi was about to enter space but retraced her steps, "Hey, how do I get back."

061 said, "Call me in your head if you need something. Whenever you call me, I'll teleport you back."

After handing over everything, Chi Xiaochi entered his world.

And 061 closed his eyes.

In the next second, he re-established himself in the main god space with the image of a white shirt and black pants.

Surrounded by busy systems coming and going, but 061 felt empty inside, with a heart full of words to say to someone who wasn't around.

At that exact moment, 089 walks up to him head on, like he's on a voice call with someone.

At first glance at the face, 061 was surprisingly instinctively a little angry.

But 089 pulled 061 out of his inexplicable mood as soon as he spoke, "Holy shit that 897 host!"

After saying this summarizing statement, he stomped over to 061 and said with lingering anger, "Back?"

061 asked, "What's going on?"

089 was so angry that his cheeks turned white and he opened his mouth, "Host 897 that idiot ......"

061 let out a good-natured and amused sigh, "Don't get too emotional, watch out for complaints."

089: "That big dumb ass of a host #897. He had such a beautiful time in the sixth world that he refused to come back."

061: "...... He's in love with the mission object?"

This phenomenon 061 is already commonplace. In the occasional gatherings of systems to spit on oddball hosts, this reason for spitting perennially occupies the top of the list.

089 said, "...... is in love with people who have nothing to do with the mission object. At first it was just passive-aggressive, but now it doesn't care about the mission object at all."

The system also has a response to this situation.

061 asked, "So let him force his way out?"

The term "forced extrication" was a common term used between systems, but ever since Chi Xiaochi had mentioned the possibility of the original host's presence within the host's body, 061 had felt a little nauseous when he said it again.

Forced extrication is when the system gets a transgressive authorization from the main god to control the host's suicide, and then pulls the host's consciousness out and away.

Previously, 061 considered it a punitive tool.

...... But why does the punishment have to be "controlling the host's suicide"? Wouldn't it be better to just pull out and let the punishment be applied to the host's mental body?

089 Woods said, "What can we do without forcing him to get out? Should we let him fall in love in that world and talk about the end of time?"

061 didn't speak again.

He remembered Chi Xiaochi and his rather unusual attitude towards "Dong Feihong".

...... What if he wants to stay in that world.

When the time comes, stay with him yourself ......

061 was stunned by the thought, but in a whirlwind he smiled in relief.

-- Xiaochi has the strongest convictions of any of the hosts he's had, so he shouldn't be swayed.

However, he simply could not explain where the discomfort and nagging in his heart at the moment originated.

And at the same time.

Chi Xiaochi alone, with a broom, cleaned the empty silo.

The only sounds in the entire building were his footsteps and the brushing and sweeping of the floor.

The bamboo broom made contact with the ground and swept a linear track of dust.

Chi Xiaochi looked very serious, as if he was doing a very important job.

This entire building has been owned by Chi Xiaochi since many years ago.

All the residents have moved out and Chi Xiaochi is the only one left, so it's up to Chi Xiaochi to decide which room he wants to live in.

Sweeping the entire building in silence, he walked back to the first floor, took the spare key from under the small flower pots that lay in the security window, unlocked the room formerly occupied by Lou Ying, and stepped inside.

It was summer when he had his accident, and now more than a year had passed, and it was winter, and the house was cold.

The good thing is that the electric bill is regularly charged to his account, so there is still power in the building.

He turned on the air conditioning and the TV, tuned in a few stations, and found that The Matrix was actually playing on the movie channel.

Chi Xiaochi wrapped the blanket around him and watched the movie, which he had seen countless times, again.

In The Matrix, the protagonist accidentally discovers he's the one living in a virtual world.

In the virtual world, he lives a happy and peaceful life, however, in the real world, he does not live as well as he would like, with food, clothing, shelter and transportation, not much different from a pig.

In the real world, there is a resistance force that hides deep in the center of the earth and fights the Mastermind.

They don't want to go back to that false world of the mind; they'd rather stay in the harsh reality.

At this point, someone brings the protagonist a blue pill and a red pill.

The man told him to take the blue pill and you will forget everything you saw in the real and wake up the next day and work as usual.

And by taking the red pill, the protagonist will get nothing, the only thing he gets, is the truth.

In the movie, the main character chooses to take the red pill.

Chi Xiaochi stares intently at the screen, recalling how she felt when she first saw the movie back in the day.

He asked Lou Ying, "Lou, if something, he looks real and feels real, why can't it be real?"

And that's a question that even Lou Ying can't give him an answer to.

Similarly, Dong Feihong looks so much like Lou, his personality is like Lou, everything is so similar, so why can't he be real?

"Mr Anderson......" Chi Xiaochi murmured the lines as she curled up in a warm blanket, "...... Why?"

After many years, Chi Xiaochi has finally found the answer that eluded him all those years ago.

...... because none of this is true.

Dong Feihong is no better, but not Lou who belongs to him.

He's not going anywhere without Lou Ying.