Invade the World

   Chapter 385 In the dead of night, the stars know my heart

   "Xingjie, did you hear the conversation between the two just now?"

   After the conversation between Lin Mingyuan and Meng Zheng was over, Xu Xiangyang decided to ask clearly.

   The girl with the braided horns nodded, and then she shook her head again, and the little face she raised was full of confusion.

   "I... heard it, but I didn't understand what was being said. Big brother, do you understand?"

   "Well, uh, almost."

   Xu Xiangyang actually answered with a little guilty conscience.

   These two are brothers and sisters from the world's top laboratories. When talking, some terms and words that sounded difficult to understand are inevitably mixed, so he didn't dare to guarantee that he must understand.

But the logic of the action can still be understood: In short, Lin Xingjie's father once participated in the experiment of artificially creating a psychic medium and succeeded. His junior brother Meng Zheng learned of the secret, so he took the initiative to come to the door, but the result was from his mouth. I learned that the so-called "success" only happened in that instant, and it could not be replicated afterwards...

   Meng Zheng, who failed in his goal, still did not choose to leave. I don't know if it was pure unwillingness or another idea.

  Xu Xiangyang restrained his mind and asked again:

   "Do you believe it now? Your father really has something to hide from you and your mother. Meng Zheng, who suddenly came to visit you, is also very suspicious."

  The girl nodded. This expression, which was heavier and more melancholy than an adult's, was placed on the face of a baby-faced elementary school student.

  It doesn't matter if you don't understand the words. Looking at the unprecedented performance of his father when he was talking to Meng Zheng just now, even a little girl could sense the unease and solemnity in this atmosphere.

Although children are ignorant about complex social relationships, they often have innate intuitions, and sometimes they just choose not to talk about it. After a long time, words have become sharp thorns in the heart, especially the influence from parents and family, which can almost carry out a person's life from beginning to end.

"that's OK…"

  Xu Xiangyang heaved a sigh of relief.

   As a ghost, he can only be seen by Lin Xingjie when he was young. If he wants to influence the past, he can only count on this child who just entered elementary school in front of him.

Although the relationship between the two soon became close and a relationship of trust was established, the matter involved her father, and she could not be persuaded by her own mouth alone. Only after Lin Xingjie witnessed it with her own eyes, would things become unreliable. Same.

   The "ghost" who cannot interfere with reality can only change her mind.

  Fortunately, Xu Xiangyang didn't want Xingjie to do something dangerous. With Lin Mingyuan there, she wouldn't hurt her daughter...

   Rather, Lin Xingjie is more likely to become a victim if she has always been ignorant of the changes that happened in her family.

   "I, what am I going to do?"

   Lin Xingjie couldn't see him at the moment, but he could see the little girl's big eyes blinking and looking at him with tears in her eyes.

   "Aren't you going to discuss with Uncle Lin?"

   "...I, I don't know..."

  The father should be the person that the daughter should rely on the most, but now it has become the object of suspicion.

   "Dad won't hurt me. However, I'm always a little worried. He doesn't want to tell my mother and me that there should be his reasons..."

   "I think so too. Besides, after all, we were just eavesdropping, so I'm embarrassed to ask."

"Ok."

  Lin Xingjie nodded vigorously.

  The little girl has her own worries. Xu Xiangyang doesn't know much about his father-in-law. According to his observations, he doesn't think this man is the type of crazy man who will hurt his family, but Meng Zheng, who has been staying here all the time, refuses to leave, but he doesn't know what to do— Ten years ago, he was still a young man, but he already had that crazy and persistent look,

   "The communication with Uncle Lin will be discussed later. In short, stay away from that uncle first, he is not a good person."

   "I know, I didn't intend to have a good relationship with him anyway."

   Having said this, Lin Xingjie couldn't help showing a curious expression.

   "Big brother, do you care about Uncle Meng so much because the relationship between the two of you is not good in the future?"

   "It's not really good."

  Xu Xiangyang did not intend to hide.

   "Has he bullied you?"

"Bully?"

Xu Xiangyang thought about it, bullying definitely doesn't count. To be honest, before tearing his face, Meng Zheng tried his best to look like a trustworthy and good elder, and his attitude towards him was also very kind, although his purpose was From the beginning to the end, it was directed at Xingjie, who was close to him.

   "Just like the seniors bullying the juniors, in the work unit, young people are easily bullied by seniors, right?"

  Xu Xiangyang couldn't help but want to laugh. I don't know where she heard this.

   "…Hmm. But it was all right by then."

  Xu Xiangyang intends to fool the past. If you have to say which side is bullying which side, in fact, they should be counted as a few of them who bullied Meng Zheng. After all, the other party didn't do much to the young people at all, but ended up losing his own life.

   But when things have developed to this point, he is the culprit, and the young people who hate him for ruining their past lives can't spare him, they can only say that they deserve what they did.

   "The future he deserves to end, but the bad influence of some of the things he has done can't be changed. If he can stop his actions in the past, that would be the best."

"…I understand."

  Lin Xingjie nodded again. The little girl put her fists on her chest with a determined expression.

  …

Whether it's an adult or a child, whether it's a teenager living in the past or coming from the future, whether it's a person who exists in reality, a "ghost" that doesn't exist, or a person in a dream, when night falls, all of them will return to their hearts. to his residence.

   The only one who was unaware of the ensuing changes and was kept in the dark was probably Xing Jie's mother, Ms. Lin. She's still as optimist as ever.

As usual, Xu Xiangyang took on the role of the "night watchman" watching the little girl fall asleep, watching her write and draw in the workbook after returning to her room, and rubbing her racing toys on the windowsill, occasionally. Chat with him and worry about this afternoon, but most of the time, he is still in a daze like a child in a wild imaginary world, or running around with energy.

   Before ten o'clock, the little girl was so sleepy that she rubbed her eyes. She washed her hands with the help of her mother, said good night to her parents, and was ready to go to bed. Until the lights in the bedroom went out, he didn't leave the room for half a step, and his eyes were always on the child.

He was a little worried about whether Xiao Xingjie's mental state would be badly affected, so he kept paying attention to her expression. Fortunately, it was the same as usual. Even children of this age have some worries, as long as they don't last too long. If it is not resolved, it will not be immersed in it all day long and unable to extricate itself.

   In addition, if Lin Xingjie, who will be a high school student ten years later, finds herself watching her changing clothes, she will definitely be so shy that she can't help but beat him up... Fortunately, she is still an ignorant and unknown child.

   "Good night, big brother."

   Hiding most of his face under the quilt, Xiao Xingjie greeted the corner of the room.

  Xu Xiangyang moved slightly in his heart.

  How familiar, how unfamiliar to say hello...

   Ten years later, a pair of young lovers have kept the habit of saying goodnight to each other before going to bed since they lived under the same roof. He didn't expect to hear it at this point in time.

  Undercurrents surged in my heart, and the emotions that surged up for a while were complicated and warm, making my nose slightly sore.

  Xu Xiangyang's mouth rose unconsciously, and responded gently:

   "Well, good night, Xingjie."

  *

   The stars are shining tonight.

  Xu Xiangyang sat on the edge of the windowsill—to be precise, "floating" on the edge of the window, and he looked up at the dark sky.

  A round of shallow crescent moon hangs on the branches, if you accidentally look at it, you can't notice it at all. The air in the country is clear and fresh, and even the color of the sky becomes clean day and night. Even if there is no moonlight, the stars in the sky will not make people feel lonely. The universe is warmed up.

"Load a boat full of stars, and sing in the splendor of stars" - Xu Xiangyang thought about the poems he had read in his heart. At this moment, he didn't need to breathe, but he couldn't help but want to call out loudly, embrace the floating cool wind, and still I want to fly to the sky, leap over the clouds, fly into the sea of ​​​​sky...

   Now he is fully capable of such superhuman things, enjoying unfettered and eternal freedom.

   But at this moment, he suddenly remembered something, and turned to look at the **** the bed to remind him a few more words, but found that she had already fallen asleep.

   It was only a few minutes before the two children, one big and one small, said goodnight to each other, and Lin Xingjie had already fallen asleep. Being able to sleep soundly when you touch the pillow is the envy of many adults, but it is normal for children who have sweated all day and can forget all their worries once they go to bed. but.

   Seeing the little girl sleeping peacefully with a sweet smile on her round face, Xu Xiangyang couldn't help but want to laugh again, and his restless heart calmed down.

   He doesn't have to go to the sky to pick the stars, because the stars are by his side.

   He just had to keep an eye on her and never let the star slip out of his hands.

  …

  In the silent night, the strong wind blew through the forest not far away, and there was a sound of "rustling", like a surging wave whistling.

  The night watch is a cold and lonely errand. Even people who have never experienced it, just imagine the life of the night watchman, and this impression will come up, and it is true, and only to a higher degree.

  Late at night, being alone, without turbulence, and the boring work day after day, these are undoubtedly the elements that create the loneliness that is far away from the crowd and cannot be understood.

   But unexpectedly, Xu Xiangyang felt that the few nights in the past (or in a "dream"?) could not be considered too long.

Although there is no physical body and is not restricted by physiological functions, but 24 hours of continuous operation, the brain always keeps thinking will still make people feel tired. This kind of tiredness will not be caused by "headache" or "sore eyes" The form is presented, and it is closer to a lazy mood.

   It's a strange feeling.

   And in the dead of night, it was the time when he could give up thinking and feeling, put aside his worries for the time being, and embrace peace.

   In short, rest. By the way, he can sort out his thoughts. Maybe the complicated and messy thoughts during the day will come to the surface after sedimentation, like gold under the sand.

   Besides, I can occasionally admire Xing Jie's sleeping images in his childhood. Every time he looked at her peaceful sleeping face, he always felt happy all at once.

  This kind of light excitement is not as intense and fiery as real love, but it has a unique warmth and beauty that is intoxicating...

   Suddenly, Xu Xiangyang was startled by an inaudible sound.

   He closed his eyes, and his eyes fell back into the room from the night outside the window.

  What movement?

   He is now in a state of consciousness. Unlike the physical body that needs to endure a lot of external interference, it will not have problems such as auditory hallucinations, and will not miss any details in the surrounding environment.

  In the dead of night, people who are tossing and turning in bed and can't fall asleep are always prone to hear some strange noises: the environment that is accustomed to during the day becomes unfamiliar in the dark. These movements are often so subtle that it is impossible to tell where the source is.

   Anyone can have this experience, and most people don't care, unless it's really noisy enough to get up from the bed. But now Xu Xiangyang will not let it go.

   "Is the cat walking over the eaves? Or is it a sound from afar? No, no, neither. It's from this house, right... in this room?"

  Xu Xiangyang stared at the wall of the bedroom, and his expression became strange.

No way…

  Is it possible that in addition to himself, there is a second ghost in this family?

  …

   Under the wall is where Lin Xingjie usually plays. There are assembled racing cars, a bunch of glass marbles, little stars folded with colored paper in a jar, and a few pictures for taking pictures with friends.

   There are a bunch of posters of film and television dramas on the wall, including the 83rd edition of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", the famous tear-jerking family drama "The Stars Know My Heart", and the latest "Legend of the White Snake". In the middle is a poster of Teresa Teng in the early 1980s, most likely not posted by Xingjie herself. Now this one is yellowed, with some slight curling around the edges.

   And just below this curl, is the wall covered by the poster, hidden in the little darkness.

  A thin, bluish-white finger quietly pressed the edge of the poster, sticking out from the darkness…

Dakar also knows what's going on in Shanghai. I've been locked up for almost a month anyway. Some time ago, I lived a life of eating one meal a day and worrying about whether there will be another meal. Some reserves, I can finally feel at ease... Hey, I also hope that no matter where you are, everyone will be more careful and protect themselves.

   (end of this chapter)