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904 Memory of the Void [Part 2] (Part 2)

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    In the world of memory, Yang Qi opened her eyes.  The memory world in front of you is different from anything you have encountered before.  Perhaps because this is the first time that Su Muqiong has been fully channeled to Su Muqiong, Su Muhua himself has no relevant common memories. As a result, this memory trip cannot be watched and walked from a third-person perspective like before, but  First person.  No, it's not entirely the first person. To be precise, it's like when dreaming. There are two perspectives that are unique to oneself and one that is detached from oneself.  It means that you can not only see what the aunt has seen fully present, but also be able to clearly reflect on the aunt herself.  Speaking of which, Yang Qi felt like she was the ghost behind the old aunt in her memory, or something like a ghost.  The memory world in front of you is very special. Although London and Cambridge of thirty years ago are vividly and meticulously displayed, it has no color.  That¡¯s right, there¡¯s no color at all.  The overall tone is close to Fang Hui¡¯s imitation of the Vision of the Heavenly King, but it is not as depressing and gloomy as Fang Hui¡¯s.  This world is completely composed of black and white, but it is not as weird as a ghost movie, nor as blurry as an old black and white movie, nor as any kind of deliberately created visual work.  If I had to describe this world, it would be empty.  The incomparable emptiness.  The absolute emptiness of removing all impurities and discarding all additional meanings.  Through the eyes of her aunt, Yang Qi saw the Western countries in 1978, the colorful world that far surpassed that of mainland China at the same time, and the people coming and going, and the various faces.  But all of this is like a painting without coloring. Although it is incredibly fine and every detail is revealed, it has no meaning at all to Su Muchion.  Because Su Muqiong in memory has an empty expression and a silent heart.  This kind of emptiness and silence is so pure that Yang Qi cannot experience any of the emotions that her aunt had at that time from the first-person memories.  This state is naturally unusual and by no means normal.  What happened to her?  What happened to her after entering the void rift?  How did she get here during the two blank years?  These things are like the temporarily locked parts of a decryption game, which need to be deciphered bit by bit with patience.  Yang Qi, as well as Qi Meng and Su Muhua, who are invisible to each other but are also attached to Su Muqiong's memory perspective like possessed ghosts, all know that what needs to be done most now is to find more clues and trace more memories.  ¡°As long as more memories can be channeled, the mysterious bond between Su Muhua and Su Muqiong will become stronger and more stable.  Following the call of this mysterious connection, you can eventually find the Tiberian Heart.  The first time I channeled Su Muqiong¡¯s new memory, the picture I got was non-linear.  It's like dismantling Su Muqiong's past into discrete fragments one after another, jumping back and forth and making people confused.  But after patiently watching it for a while, Yang Qi gradually figured out what it was like.  She arranged the pieces in her mind like a puzzle, and everything she saw was gradually connected.  In 1978, Su Muchion was 16 years old.  By this time, she had grown taller, but her body was slender and thin.  She is thin and hollow, walking among the tall Europeans and Americans, as if she is a childish green grass growing among the beasts drawn in simple figures, which makes people feel pity and worry.  In June of that year, on a rainy day, she boarded a plane.  The old-fashioned flight ticket passed before her eyes, and Yang Qi could see it clearly: from Los Angeles to London.     ¡¾Los Angeles?  It seems that the old aunt stayed in the United States before coming to London. This is a clue. Let's look back and see if we can find anyone who knows the relevant situation.  ] After recording her thoughts one by one, Yang Qi continued to watch and feel all Su Muqiong's experiences at that time.  In the world of memories, light rain is falling.  The rain is naturally black and white, and the hurried travelers are also silent.  As a child who grew up in a poor ravine during the Cultural Revolution, this was naturally her first time flying.  At the moment when I saw the plane, the plane in the black and white world seemed to produce some special colors, and some strange information flows seemed to flow from the depths of my consciousness.  But before Yang Qi could figure out what the information flow was, the color had faded and disappeared, like ink washed away by the rapids.  As soon as she sat down, the girl Mu Qiong began to read.  The plane accelerated, lifted, flew up into the clouds, vibrated and bumped in the airflow, and flew from day to night, and from night to day. During this long journey, the girl spent the rest of her time reading, except for necessary rest.  Those are some English textbooks, many thick volumes.  The girl puts the things she has not seen on the right and the things she has seen on the left.  On a journey, rightThere are fewer and fewer books on the side, and more and more books on the left. Each book is stacked neatly, like a knife, with an inexplicable solemnity and rigidity that is as precise as mathematics.  "How are you studying English?" A voice came from beside the girl. It was a young man. His English pronunciation was slightly aristocratic and ancient: "Come, take a look at this newspaper. Can you understand it?"  A newspaper appeared in front of her eyes, and she quietly took it and started reading it.  Printed on the front page of that newspaper was an advertisement for the reshoot of "Game of Death", the posthumous work of kung fu master Bruce Lee.  A photo of Bruce Lee wearing a classic yellow shirt occupies less than half of the page. There is a touch of color in this photo, but it immediately fades to black and white.  The girl read the newspaper like a scanner, not even missing any corner. Then she folded the newspaper neatly and restored it, placed it on the left hand side, and then said one word lightly: "Yes." The man listened.  She went up and was very happy: "In this way, you can completely understand what I said, right?" The girl's voice was as calm as before, and her eyes did not move: "Yes." "Great!" The man became excited.  : "If you want to learn a language, you can't just read books. No matter how much grammar you learn from books, you must communicate with your mouth to fully master and understand it. So, put down the books and let's chat, Sofia  " "Argument: Negation can be completely mastered through language communication." The girl's logic was very strange, and there was no expression on her face: "Through reading and memorization, I have mastered your usual language, which fully meets the needs of ordinary life.  . Proposal: Put down the book and refuse. For the next step of study, I must accumulate more professional vocabulary. It is difficult to acquire such vocabulary outside of books, so it is necessary to continue reading. " "Okay" the man said in a frustrated voice.  But the girl's words immediately changed in a twist: "Proposal: Chat approved." "Okay, you see your wait, approved?!" "Approved. It is necessary to correct your own pronunciation and proofread your language habits through practice. This is also a necessary matter.  To sum up: two necessary matters should be carried out at the same time." The girl looked at it without hesitation and took out another book from the pile on the right.  She opened the cover and read carefully every word from the preface. At the same time, she said with a straight face: "Please propose a proposal on what matters we should communicate on next?" "You feel so strange after you learn to speak. It seems that you are indeed  I need to correct my language habits." The man was helpless and happy: "Okay, okay let's talk about this movie. I watched it a few days ago. What do you think of the movie?" "The stuntman is of poor quality and the special effects are cheap."  "I always thought you were cute when you couldn't speak" [Here you go, who is this man?  Looking at this interaction, it is clear that this man took his aunt to England.  And the word "cute" pops up, which is quite close to my aunt!  ¡¿ Yang Qi was very interested in this man whose voice she could only hear but whose face he could not see. She looked over there with all her strength.  But the girl Mu Qiong didn't look sideways the whole way and didn't look at the man at all.  Even if Yang Qi stared out her eyes, she couldn't see the picture outside the TV frame.  But she clearly remembered the man¡¯s hand that appeared in her field of vision when he handed over the newspaper. It was a left hand that was very healthy and beautiful.  He had wheat-colored skin and slender and powerful fingers. From the condition of his skin, muscles, and bones, Yang Qi instantly determined that this man was around 26 or 27 years old at the time.  In addition, there is also a faint color lingering on this left hand.  This shows that this man was a relatively distinct figure to the old aunt at that time. He must have been closely involved with the old aunt, not to mention that he must have known about the old aunt's situation before she came to the UK.  ¡°Besides, isn¡¯t this combination of an exotic girl living in a foreign land and a young man guarding her very interesting?  Come on, let me see his face, let me see what this rumored actor looks like!  Yang Qi waited helplessly to see her face, but her hard work paid off. The plane suddenly bumped violently above the clouds, and the whole cabin screamed.  The two piles of books fell over, and the girl Mu Qiong and the man immediately bent down to pick them up.  The girl's face turned, and her field of vision also moved accordingly, and the man's figure came into view bit by bit from feet to head.  It¡¯s still a little bit close, I almost saw the whole face! ????????????????????????? An overturned book crossed the line of sight, and a word in the book suddenly attracted all the attention.  With this word as the trigger point, the memory fragments of the plane suddenly ended, and suddenly switched to the scene of the old aunt reading in the big library.  ¡¾It¡¯s so stupid that it went offline at the critical moment!  Come back to me and go back to the scene just now!  ¡¿ Yang Qi was going crazy, and the scene immediately changed again,But instead of changing back into the plane, he came to a familiar place, Orlando's old house.  At this time, Orlando was completely in black and white like a passerby. He was wearing the same clothes that the old man had just shown. The furniture and seating position were exactly the same as he had described before.  ¡¾Is this the scene of apprenticeship?  Forget it, if you miss it, just miss it, you can¡¯t force it.  ] Yang Qi comforted herself, suppressed her temper, and quietly watched what happened next.  But sometimes, fate is so interesting.  When Yang Qi no longer expected to see the man in a short time, the girl Mu Qiong turned her eyes and a man appeared in her field of vision.  This man is sitting opposite Orlando. He is wearing a well-dressed suit. He is tall, handsome, bright and mature, with golden hair like the sun and blue eyes like the sky.  He is the kind of handsome guy who is so charming that all Hollywood male stars have to step aside.  He is a young man, a capitalist, a wealthy young man, a big boss, a dreamer and a doer all at the same time.  He is youthful, exciting and steady. His eyes are shining with lofty goals, but he has the tenacity to work tirelessly and forge ahead.  He is in his most dazzling years, emitting the most brilliant light every moment.  ¡°In a sense, he is very similar to Jamel Xiao, very similar to Jamel Xiao when he first met him.  It is the kind of portrait that looks from the inside out, from family background to education.  The difference is that Jamel Xiao is more clear and pious, and remains in awe of the moral values ??in his heart and the starry sky above his head.  But this man is more aggressive and has the tension of a beast.  This is by no means the same thing.  Yang Qi had to admit that among the men she had seen in her life, there were really not many who could compare with her.  What¡¯s more important is that in the world of memory, this man has a bright color, as if he is the only real life in this empty world.  This alone fully illustrates his important position in the old aunt's mind.  ¡¾It's him, I think it's him!  My aunt's flower protector is indeed very handsome. Well, she looks like a golden boy, much more pleasing to the eye than old Orlando.  But wait a moment, Orlando seemed to have said, who brought the old aunt to find him?  How do I remember, it seems like] A thought flashed through Yang Qi's mind, and at the same time, the man in her memory had already spoken.  "Hello Professor Kensington, please don't blame me for visiting. Although we have already spoken on the phone, please allow me to introduce myself first. My name is Adam." The man smiled, as dazzling as the rising sun: "Adam-Zade  ¡±
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