Chapter 53: Cascading Destiny

After Shen Boyan hid Meng Xinqiao, he opened the door to Cheng Wenjun.

Cheng Wenjun didn't notice anything was wrong at all. He walked in casually. After looking around, he said, "Xiaoyan, so many things happened today. Are you scared?"

"...A little bit."

Shen Boyan didn't want to talk to him at all. Have a heart-to-heart talk.

But after thinking about it, I could at least try to figure out the purpose of his sudden visit, so I answered like this.

Cheng Wenjun lowered his head: "I really don't know what will happen, but I should be safer at home."

"Probably." Shen Boyan was ambiguous.

"I don't know when it will end." Cheng Wenjun seemed to be sighing, "I really hope that when I wake up today, everything will stop." As

Shen Boyan listened, he felt that Cheng Wenjun was here to fulfill his previous words.

Earlier on the roadside, Cheng Wenjun almost had an iron rod stuck in his eye. In panic, he said without hesitation, "It will be over after today."

As a result, now that he had reacted, he came here specifically to make amends, trying to make Shen Boyan believe that he just said it casually...

Shen Boyan couldn't laugh or cry, he just thought it was funny.

"I hope so." Shen Boyan said nonchalantly.

Seeing that Shen Boyan didn't seem to notice what he said, Cheng Wenjun finally smiled sincerely.

"It's really terrible." He was still in the mood to chat with Shen Boyan, "We almost died..."

"Yeah." Shen Boyan nodded, "We almost died."

Cheng Wenjun sighed and sat down. on the bed.

He was facing the closed cloakroom, but he still didn't notice that there was an uninvited guest in the room.

"Xiaoyan, do you think it's strange?" He still wanted to test Shen Boyan.

"Yes." Shen Boyan said without any hesitation, "It's like a supernatural event."

Sure enough, Shen Boyan happened to poke his painful foot.

As soon as the 'supernatural incident' came out, Cheng Wenjun's expression became a little unnatural.

"Xiaoyan is a physics professor." Cheng Wenjun smiled reluctantly, "How can you believe these things?"

"I would rather believe it." Shen Boyan replied, "Isn't that what everyone says?"

"That's what they say. ." Cheng Wenjun agreed and tried to change the topic, "Sometimes it is indeed bad luck, and it is indeed fate."

When he said this, he seemed to think of something and lowered his eyes slightly.

"For example?" Shen Boyan asked.

"Some people are born in Rome." Cheng Wenjun said, "But some people are not."

"Are you one of them?" Shen Boyan raised his eyebrows, "There is no such person who is born in Rome."

"Of course I am not . "Cheng Wenjun laughed and shook his head, "To be honest, many of the troubles for me are not worth mentioning.

"Worries?" Shen Boyan looked at him, "What worries?"

"The worries before were about friendship, about...well, probably about friendship." Cheng Wenjun paused mid-sentence before continuing, "Actually, these are just small problems compared to the bigger limitations."

"You are quite open-minded." Shen Boyan curled his lips lightly.

He always felt that 'Cheng Wenjun' seemed to be talking about himself, but in fact he was evaluating Cheng Wenjun.

Of course, he didn't like this comment.

"Go and have a rest." Shen Boyan lost interest in testing, "Don't you have a headache?"

He was chasing away guests, but Cheng Wenjun mistakenly thought that Shen Boyan was caring about him, and said with a little joy: "It's okay. "It hurts a little."

He later remembered that Shen Boyan was also injured: "Where is your wound?" "Oh." Shen

Boyan felt even more amused, "It's not good."

Turned around.

Logically speaking, he should offer to accompany Shen Boyan to the hospital. But at such a dangerous moment, the fear of death still prevailed.

"Have a good rest." He said something useless, "Then I'm leaving first?"

"Goodbye." Shen Boyan said goodbye without emotion.

As soon as the door was closed, Shen Boyan locked it and opened the cloakroom.

He happened to meet Meng Xinqiao's eyes.

Meng Xinqiao had already stood up from the pile of clothes.

"Did he give you something?" He lowered his head slightly and looked at a half-opened drawer.

Shen Boyan took a look and found that he had forgotten to close the drawer where Cheng Wenjun's gifts were stored.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Yeah." Shen Boyan could only nod, "It was given by him. I didn't know where to put it, so I threw it here."

Meng Xinqiao smiled.

Shen Boyan blinked: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Meng Xinqiao pointed at the Patek Philippe watch in the drawer, "I just think he has really good taste."

Shen Boyan saw the dazzling color of the watch . : "...Indeed."

"So low-level." Meng Xinqiao complained, "Is this how he chases you?"

"Absolutely." Shen Boyan became even more embarrassed, "Just, eat and give things."

He As he said this, he felt ashamed, so he added: "But I'm not very...well, I feel like he's more self-absorbed."

"I also feel something is wrong."

Shen Boyan wanted to push the drawer back and remove the gleaming Colorful watch hide. But Meng Xinqiao hurriedly closed the drawer gently before him.

"It's so ugly." He said, "I won't read it."

"I won't read it." Shen Boyan continued.

Their voices were very soft, and the cloakroom was far away from Cheng Wenjun's room. Shen Boyan relaxed a little and tried to ask: "What method did that thing use to make those things happen?"

Meng Xinqiao thought for a while.

"It can actually affect the behavior of some people around him." Meng Xinqiao considered the words, as if he was eliminating the parts that Shen Boyan couldn't know, "I don't know if you have noticed that what happened today was actually in his presence. "It just happened?"

Shen Boyan recalled: "...Yes."

"It seems that the man who broke into the community came with him."

"Yes," Meng Xinqiao agreed.

"This thing really looks like a system..." Shen Boyan couldn't help but say.

"It's quite similar." Meng Xinqiao nodded and added vaguely, "In fact, it actually has some similar properties..."

"Then what does it want to do to us?" Shen Boyan probed, "Can you tell me?"

"What it wants to do must be something we don't want."

Meng Xinqiao replied firmly.

Shen Boyan tried to think.

"Think slowly." Meng Xinqiao straightened up, "Let's spend today first."...

Shen Boyan's job is quite random.

He and his students had no scheduled experiments, so he and Meng Tan gave instructions and stayed at home.

He waited for a long time during dinner and did not see his aunt. When he went out and knocked on Cheng Wenjun's door to ask, Cheng Wenjun didn't open it. He just said through the door panel: "I'm sorry, Xiaoyan, I asked my aunt to go back." Okay.

Shen Boyan was already accustomed to Cheng Wenjun's behavior.

I didn’t dare to order takeout for fear that something inexplicable would happen again.

He simply put out the ingredients left by his aunt from the refrigerator, and managed to cook a meal using the little cooking skills he had accumulated while studying abroad. As long as you can eat it.

Shen Boyan thought to himself soothingly.

It was not convenient for Cheng Wenjun to know that there were two people in the room, so Shen Boyan just cooked a large bowl of noodles. He was a little nervous when he entered the room, but Meng Xinqiao seemed to have a connection with him. He took the chopsticks and said, "Actually, if you don't want him to find out, just use a pair of chopsticks."

"...Ah." Shen Boyan He was stunned for a moment.

"It doesn't matter." Meng Xinqiao continued, "I just dropped the chopsticks when I asked."

"It's really..." Shen Boyan paused and couldn't help but smile.

"Let's eat." Meng Xinqiao sat down first.

"Yeah." Shen Boyan nodded.

They sat opposite each other for the first time in a long time and shared a bowl of noodles in the room.

The night gradually darkened outside the window, and a gloomy darkness enveloped the sky.

The bowl was quickly empty. Shen Boyan picked up the dish and said, "I'm going to wash the dishes."

"Go ahead, thank you for your hard work." Meng Xinqiao smiled.

They communicated in silence for a long time, but there was no movement in Cheng Wenjun's room over there.

Shen Boyan put the dishes and chopsticks into the sink, turned on the faucet, and started to drain the water.

There was a splashing sound, and he held the edge of the basin, a little distracted.

It turned out that he and Cheng Wenjun would drink the same glass of water together, and they never seemed to shy away from it - and later there was no chance to shy away from it.

It seemed like he was back a few years ago.

But while I was thinking wildly, a strange movement suddenly mixed in with the sound of water. Click, click.

Shen Boyan suddenly became alert.

This sounds like the sound of mechanical components operating.