We Live In Nanjing

  Chapter 29 Bye You

Pinellia leaned on the collapsed pillars of the promenade and sat until dawn. The grass was overgrown in the early morning sun, and the breeze smelled of mud. Everything was awakening, but this city did not wake up and never again. Woke up.

  The shovel and the knife were thrown on the ground, and the girl looked down at her hands, soiled, and her joints were tingling.

She raised her head, leaning the back of her head against the rough concrete pillar, staring blankly at the thick shelf above her head. The lattice built up by the prefabricated panels interspersed horizontally and vertically was hollowed out and built on the pillars to form a long corridor, which could not shelter the wind and rain. , But it can be used to climb vines. In the age of the world's undestroyed, the top of this long corridor should be covered with a thick green cover, which is dense vines and branches of plants.

  But now there is nothing, the promenade collapsed in half, and it was burnt to black. There are weeds everywhere in this world, but the promenade is bare.

  The hand hurts.

   There was a burst of tingling, and the index and middle fingers of both hands were red and swollen like steamed buns, and the stones became like this.

   I dug too hard last night, too eager, too crazy, I didn’t even care about my hand injury.

She started digging at three in the morning until six in the morning. After digging for more than three hours, she turned over almost all the floor tiles. She was desperate after digging in Pinellia, and she even felt that she was not in Nanjing in 2040. , But a parallel universe isolated from the world, except for radio waves, she can send nothing, except for radio waves, no one can send in.

  Now she calmed down and began to silently think about what went wrong.

  Where is that time capsule?

Was    been poached by someone in the past two decades?

  The girl was sitting on the bench, leaning against the column in a daze, her legs folded, her eyes drooping, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly.

I don’t know where it came out of a sparrow, jumping on the ground, tilting his head to look at the girl, it was furry like a ball, Pinellia calculated the difficulty of catching it and taking it back to make soup in his head, and then gave up In order to catch the bird, you need to use the net, which is too difficult with bare hands.

  Banxia has no concept of slow delivery of time. In her imagination, this is a simple process-the two parties agree on a location, the other party bury the time capsule, and then dig it out by herself.

It's that simple.

  But it turns out that this simple process failed.

  This shows that time is not as simple as she thought.

Ugh.

   Banxia sighed.

Have no idea.

  She has never been a very smart person.

  Go and ask the teacher.

  Teacher knows everything, maybe what enlightenment he can get?

  The girl picked up the shovel and the knife on the ground, got up from the ground, dusted the dry soil and dust on her body, and disappeared in the grass.

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  That night.

  Bai Yang finished the bath, and before drying his hair, he sat down at the table, rubbed the towel on his hair with one hand, and turned on the radio neatly.

This afternoon I was very tired. After watching "Captain of China" in Wanda Studios, Brother Yan insisted on going to Mao Cafe, so the three of them went to Mao Cafe again. They said it was a Cat Cafe and actually raised a cat and a dog. Raising ducks, Baiyang met a proud Yingdan in the cat cafe. When other cats were chasing and fighting with the canned tuna cat food, the Yingdan squatted on the cat climbing frame as steady as Taishan without squinting. So arrogant that Bai Yang and others think that he is the store manager. Brother Yan said that these cats seem to be raised by cafes to attract customers. Maybe they are the owners. They open after closing the store at night. At the conference, discuss today’s business situation and which human being is the most docile, and this British short sits on a tall cat climbing frame and speaks: Let me just say a few words...

  Yan Zhihan hadn’t finished speaking, the English short jumped off and knocked over the lemon tea delivered by the waiter on the table.

  He Leqin got a pair of pants wet.

   "BG4MSR, BG4MSR, this is BG4MXH, how about? Have you received the time capsule? OVER."

  White Yang squeezed his hand and called.

   "...what? No? No time capsule?"

  White Poplar was taken aback.

   "Sister, are you sure you dug in the right place? OVER."

   "Yes, that's right, it's under the long corridor in the community square, under the floor tiles, OVER."

"no?"

  "Have you dug it all?"

   "BG4MSR, is a stainless steel jar, about the length of a mineral water bottle, OVER."

   "Don't see it?"

   Bai Yang sat on the chair blankly, then squeezed his hand microphone and said: "BG4MSR, please wait for me, OVER."

  Then he took off his headphones, put on his pants, and rushed out.

   "Yang? Why are you going?"

"Be right back--!"

   After changing his shoes in the hallway, Bai Yang rushed downstairs and hurriedly rushed to the place where the time capsule was buried last night, ignoring the stepping on the lawn, and went straight across the flowerbed.

Stepping on the floor tiles of the promenade, panting and squatting down to take a look, here is still the appearance of the white poplar's recovery last night. After burying the time capsule, in order to prevent others from discovering it, he bury the soil very carefully. I went back, restored the floor tiles to their original condition, and cleaned the ground...The white poplar did not find any traces of being touched, and even the shallow scratches on the floor tiles did not change.

  He sat on the bench panting, and wiped his sweat.

  No one has moved.

  The time capsule is still there.

  Why didn’t she dig it?

   Bai Yang walked home step by step, thinking while walking.

  Could it be that in the next twenty years, someone really crossed the line and cut this time capsule?

  What is the probability of this happening?

He has confirmed to BG4MSR that the community square has not been destroyed, no big pits have been exploded, and the ground has not been turned up. Then the time capsule cannot be actively exposed to the eyes of the world unless someone takes the initiative to dig it. But who will dig it? Who knows that the time capsule is buried in the hidden location carefully chosen by Bai Yang?

  White Yang walked into the unit building and slowly climbed up the stairs.

  He thought of some murders. The murderer buried the corpse in the ground for decades without being discovered.

  Therefore, the probability of the time capsule being intercepted halfway is very small.

  So the other possibility is very big.

  That means the opponent didn't dig at all.

  As long as you use Occam's razor to remove all unreliable speculations, the last remaining and most reasonable result is obvious-Bai Yang has been toyed with.

  All this is nonsense.

It is impossible for the radio waves emitted by the shortwave radio station to travel through time and space (Einstein and Maxwell lie down comfortably). BG4MSR lives in a building in the Meihuashanzhuang community. The elder sister of this drama just wants to trick the poplars, so she compiled a When the story came out, he played around, maybe she was leaning on the balcony watching Bai Yang's busy schedule with interest. It was really nasty.

   Bai Yang was a little upset.

  Now looking back at these things, no matter this time capsule or the meeting half a month ago, how obvious is that the other party is acting, why was he so obsessed before?

  He feels very sorry for the physics teacher in the coffin. As a senior high school student who can pass physics exams every time, he actually believes in such nonsense as the time-space communication!

  The books I have read for so many years have been eaten by He Leqin.

  Sure enough, as soon as I heard the girl’s crisp voice, I was so confused that I couldn’t find North, right?

   Lose yourself and write to her solemnly.

  Senior high school.

  Too shame.

  White Yang covers his face.

  Fortunately, no second person knew about this, otherwise it would be the result of social death.

  He sighed, and that’s it. When I go back later, the girl will probably reveal the answer. If she doesn’t reveal the answer, she will reveal the answer by herself. The play will be meaningless anymore.

  He doesn't want to be with him anymore.

   Hidden in the dark to do things is nothing. If you have the ability, you will come out tomorrow to fight the bayonet.

goodbye!

  73!

  Goodbye to you!

  (End of this chapter)