Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 925 is also an ending

The room was very cramped and seemed to be filled with things everywhere, but compared to the walkways outside, it seemed very orderly.This kind of cleanliness with a strong sense of life is extremely difficult to maintain, letting people know that this is not a temporary place to stay, but a home that is cared for by the owner.When he walked into the door, he was like a mouse entering a maze full of mirrors. He was dazzled for a moment and found it difficult to move forward or back.He had no choice but to turn around and look at Shi Qi, waiting for her instructions on what to do.

Shi Qi had taken off his hat while climbing the stairs and hung it on a row of inconspicuous plastic hooks by the door.She was so tired that half of her body was already leaning against the wall. She was panting and kicking off her high heels with a bit of annoyance.This action always reminds Luo Binhan of Yu Qingshu.He turned to look at the furnishings on the closet so that the smile on his face could be more subtle.There is a picture frame standing on the top of the wall cabinet. The background looks like the end of the sea somewhere, and there is a young boy and Shi Qi next to each other in the frame.His eyebrows are very deep, and his face is round. In comparison, he is more energetic, but also a bit silly. In short, Luo Binhan thinks he is not as good-looking as Shi Qi.

"Your brother?" he asked casually.Shi Qi looked up and nodded hastily.Luo Binhan didn't ask him where he was today, because Shi Qi had already said that she and her brother would take turns going to the hospital to take care of their mother.There was almost no real day off for the two of them, and he secretly guessed that half of Shi Qi's indifferent reaction to everything was due to his personality, and the other half was due to tiredness.

She found him a pair of slippers and asked him to wait in the living room while she went into the kitchen to boil water.Luo Binhan was sitting on an unstable wooden chair. When he raised his head, he could see the entire kitchen: its shape is like a very narrow walkway, only one person can pass through at a time, and he can only walk five or six steps to the end. There are stoves and cabinets on both sides of the aisle, and there is not much room to put things. Most of the kitchen utensils are hung on the wall, and the cabinet doors on both sides cannot be opened at the same time.At the end of the corridor-shaped kitchen is a sliding window without curtains, almost as wide as the kitchen itself.Nothing could be seen outside the window, only the gray smoke brought by the heavy rain. When Shi Qi stood in front of the stove to put the kettle, her upper body just fell into the square frame, like an old stamp. pattern on.

While waiting for the tea to cool down, Luo Binhan asked a question he had been curious about for a long time, which was the total number of hats Shi Qi owned.And to answer this question, she led him into her bedroom.At first glance, the room seemed to have a lot of furnishings, but upon closer inspection, I found that it was still small. It only had one more balcony than the second bedroom used by her brother, but it also had to be used as a laundry room and a clothes drying room.There is a very light folding simple wardrobe, which is made of fabric and metal frames. There is a row of hats hung on the metal poles on the side of the wardrobe, including bell hats, berets, straw hats, fisherman hats, newsboy hats, and Derby hats. Hats, fedora hats...most of them were things Luo Binhan had seen before.

"Where did you buy these?" he couldn't help but ask, "How did you decide which one to wear today?"

Shi Qi told him that at least half of these hats were birthday gifts from classmates or colleagues (everyone seemed to think that giving her hats was foolproof), and that two or three hats were made by her herself from old clothes.She walked to the corner of the balcony and lifted up the dust sheet covering it. Only then did Luo Binhan see that what he had previously thought of as a dressing table or desk was actually an old-style pedal sewing machine.The machine is old, but it has been carefully maintained. The jet black paint is still shiny and smooth, and the hibiscus flower inlay is as bright as gold foil.There are also books and pen holders next to the sewing machine stand, indicating that this machine was also used as a makeshift desk.

He looked at the machine, then looked back at Shi Qi, imagining her sitting in front of the sewing machine working. "How did you learn to do this?" he asked, "Have you ever taken a hobby class?"

Shi Qi told him that it belonged to her mother.Later, she found out how to use this thing on the Internet, learned to try it, and then used it to dispose of old clothes that no longer fit.Luo Binhan didn't know if her attitude was wrong, so she immediately explained that this was not for livelihood.Now is not the time to make a living by using a sewing machine. She only uses this as a hobby in her spare time or as a means of saving money.When she feels irritated and frustrated, the roar of the rotating shaft and the shuttle of the needle always make people feel focused and calm. When the even stitches appear on the cloth, it is something that is extremely difficult for people to have in daily life. A sense of order, everything can go according to your own design - sometimes you will fail, which is inevitable for any hobby.

She opened the fabric wardrobe and showed Luo Binhan more handmade products.There are several thick hats for autumn and winter, leather or velvet, all very well made.There is even a large flip-top hat made of wool felt, which is decorated with dazzling silk flowers, feathers, pearls, lace mesh and colorful crystals. It is like something that appears in a fantasy movie.

As soon as Luo Binhan stared at the hat, Shi Qi's face immediately turned red. He reached out and stuffed it deeper into the cabinet, and explained that it was just something she made for fun with the leftover scraps from the company's annual meeting, and was definitely not for daily wear. part.Luo Binhan made a move to put the hat on her, and she immediately ran to the other side of the bed.

"Come on." Luo Binhan said, "Put this on and have a look. This is better than the fruit table!"

"Then wear it." Shi Qi replied from a distance, "It's for you."

Luo Binhan thought that collecting such a rare thing was not necessarily a bad thing, but it was a pity that Yu Xiaorong would take it and laugh at it.So he put it back in the closet and stuffed it inside to show that he would never make a sneak attack again.When he wanted to do this, he had to first push aside several hanging summer clothes, most of which were skirts and only a pale pink and white shirt.From the corner of his eye, he saw a particularly eye-catching baby collar on the front of the shirt, which almost covered the entire shoulder.

That didn't look like Shi Qi's usual dressing style, so he turned his head and glanced twice, feeling that he had seen this style somewhere.Someone might have something similar, but it must not be Yu Xiaorong or Yu Qingshu, nor Zhou Yu. It might be one of his cousins.While he was still searching for memories in his mind, Shi Qi came around from the opposite side of the bed.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that your clothes are quite different." Luo Binhan said, "I thought you were always going to be elegant."

"Don't you have different styles of clothes?"

Luo Binhan shook his head to show that he had no objection.But he still looked at the doll-collared shirt in confusion, and couldn't imagine what it would look like on Shi Qi.He always felt that there seemed to be something here, like there was a mezzanine hidden in the drawer, but he couldn't find a way to open it.And when he turned to look at Shi Qi, he found that she was also staring at him, with a mysterious look on her face that was mixed with expectation and sadness, as if she was chewing a secret alone.At that moment, her gaze was as unobstructed as the sliding window in the kitchen, and she could see directly into the deepest part of the room from the outside.He felt a sudden shock in his heart, and it was like thunder shaking the sky outside.As for the words they had never spoken, the names and descriptions they had never used, he now knew that they were indeed placed in that closed room.If one day the wind stops and the rain stops, the windows will be opened, and what is inside will appear outside.

"This is my work clothes." Shi Qi said, "I only wear it on working days."

"You dress more cutely at work than in private time."

"Don't you remember what I do? Parents like teachers with young children to look kind and cute. Every time I put on this dress, I will remember to keep smiling."

She paused for a few breaths. "One time, a child I took care of was celebrating his birthday. His parents were very busy and had no time to take care of him, so I took him and his friends to a fast food restaurant. I happened to have two interviews that day, and I have to go to the hospital to get medicine, and I almost want to pretend to be sick."

"It doesn't matter if you take a day off."

"Then there is another child in this world who cannot celebrate his birthday."

"The total amount of happiness is limited." Luo Binhan said, "If he has more, you will have less."

"I also saw another unhappy person." Shi Qi said as usual. "At the birthday party that day, I was still thinking about the interview during the day. I also wore hard-soled shoes with heels that day, and After walking for a long time, my toes hurt as if they were broken. I just wanted to relax secretly when no one was paying attention, but when I looked up, I saw someone standing outside the restaurant looking at me. At first I thought it was a A person with bad intentions, and then I felt that he looked a little down-"

Memories struck into Luo Binhan's mind like lightning. He suddenly shouted, jumped two steps away as if he was electrocuted, and looked at Shi Qi in disbelief.At this time, the secret in her strange expression has been revealed, leaving only the helpless smile after victory.From that smile, Luo Binhan knew that she had recognized him at that time.

"You?" He confirmed again and again, "Is it you?"

"Not like it?"

Luo Binhan couldn't answer this question for a while.He closed his eyes and thought back to the days when he first came to Lihai City.There was one night when he was wandering in the city and saw the scene described by Shi Qi.He remembered that move because Yu Qingshu always did it that way.But what do the girls in the fast food restaurant look like?He was still socially missing at the time, so he felt guilty and was only worried about being recognized by acquaintances - even so, the girl he met by chance at a fast food restaurant had absolutely no resemblance to Shi Qi.

"She has straight bangs." He said first.Shi Qi pulled down the short strands of hair that were parted diagonally on both sides, piled them in front of his forehead and gestured. "Her eyebrows are thicker than yours." "I drew my eyebrows." "Her chin is shorter than yours." "The problem with the collar is that I always look bad in a round neck." "She has a squinty eye."

Shi Qi stopped answering.She looked at him meaningfully, and Luo Binhan reluctantly traced the shape of her eyes with his fingers, and then realized that he just didn't look into it.She always wore a hat, and when they looked at each other, he was often just thinking about what her look meant, or whether she was really happy.Finally, he took a deep breath and completely accepted the truth.

"There's something mysterious about makeup," he murmured.

Shi Qi made it clear to him that this was not a "new character every morning" thing.She wore the shirt to look down-to-earth and put on makeup for the interview that day.But in fact, she doesn't really like thickening her eyebrows. Even if it makes her look more energetic, for some reason she always feels that it is awkward and incompatible with other facial features.If she wanted to be less obtrusive, she would have to spend a long time wearing heavy makeup.When she said these words, Luo Binhan was also staring at her eyebrows and didn't see anything wrong with the light eyebrows.

"Looks like we all have some points to score." He said, zipping up the chain of the closet, bidding farewell to the baby-collared shirt, and walked back to the sewing machine stand.They were all silent. Luo Binhan didn't know if Shi Qi was thinking the same thing as him.

"You just came back then," she said.

"Yeah. I just came back from Africa. I thought some acquaintance saw me and wanted to call the police."

"What a coincidence."

"I want to say this too."

"Do you think this is destined to be good?"

Luo Binhan did not answer for a while, but organized his words. "I thought you didn't believe in love at first sight."

"I didn't say I didn't believe in fate."

Luo Binhan was surprised when she mentioned the word fate.Fate, he thought to himself, what exactly does this word mean?It doesn't actually refer to anything exactly, like "moisture", "meridians" or "cold nature".Although these words are used by so many people, you just can't give them a clear definition.But does it really exist?There may be, too, in a disembodied, structural or holistic way.Perhaps one day people will find that although this word is related to a certain real thing, it is very different from the concept they imagined and understood in the past - just like people invented the word "air" before they understood oxidation, although They don't know yet whether it really has an entity. They only know that without it, people will suffocate to death, and fire without it will not be able to burn.Perhaps one day "fate", like "air", will be discovered to be a complex compound and an algorithm for the operation of the system.When he thought this, what came to mind was the face of Zhou Ba.

"What are you thinking about?" Shi Qi asked.

"I'm looking at the books on your desk." Luo Binhan said, "The top one is a college Chinese textbook. Isn't this your lesson plan?"

"My brother's." "Did you take it and read it?"

"This book is just for pressing fabric."

Shi Qi spread out the pile of books one by one, letting Luo Binhan see their respective names.Some books are obviously just heavy objects, while others reveal Shi Qi's personal interests, such as "Appreciation of Aquatic Plants" and "56 Home-cooked Dishes".He turned around and saw that the pot of flowering lotus was placed next to the washing machine.Then he turned back to the last few books.A collection of sketches, a book that seemed to be about medieval costumes, and a dusty book with no cover.The paper quality is very poor, and it is the kind of pirated book that could only be bought at a stall more than ten years ago.Luo Binhan picked it up and flipped through it, and found that it was a classic martial arts novel.

"Your brother's?" he said, "He's another one who likes martial arts."

"You don't like it?"

"I'm from the mecha faction." Luo Binhan clarified.

"What about Zhou Yu? Doesn't he watch it either?"

"He's on my side."

Shi Qi just smiled.Nowadays, she adopts a similar strategy to Zhou Yu for most of his nonsense.She took the book away from Luo Binhan. "Actually, this book belongs to me," she confessed. "I secretly bought it and read it when I was in junior high school."

"Oh?" Luo Binhan couldn't help but raise his voice, "You also like martial arts novels?"

"I used to like it."

"What's the matter now?"

Shi Qi curled his hands tightly and pressed the pirated book into a roll.She held it and walked slowly, walked back to the bed and sat down.When she looked up at Luo Binhan again, her face had the same look as when they last met in the tea room.Luo Binhan realized that he shouldn't ask this question.At Shi Qi's signal, he walked over and sat at the other end of the bed some distance away.

"I used to read martial arts novels in school." Shi Qi turned to him and said, "I would put the books on the desk and secretly read them. Since I could only buy them with my pocket money, I always bought the cheapest ones from small stalls. Pirated books.”

"I thought you would prefer reading romantic novels." Luo Binhan replied.

"I also read that kind of thing, but I didn't like it. At that time, my favorite plot type was about a person with high martial arts skills wandering around, going to places that ordinary people can't go, or surviving unscathed in a melee when being besieged. escape."

"It seems like you like lawlessness."

"Can't we call it freedom?"

"That's true."

"I once had a favorite writer," Shi Qi said. "I think he writes well in everything, and the characters are wonderful no matter what their character is. He once wrote a very bad villain, but he said in the postscript I sympathized with the villain because the character did evil for the sake of his dead child. He also said that he didn't write well at the time because he had too little understanding of the pain of losing a child when he wrote the book. I didn't know that at that time , his eldest son committed suicide at a young age."

"Really? For what?"

"Maybe - I'm just saying maybe - because his father wanted to abandon his first wife, whom he had been with for many years, and marry a younger cheating partner."

"Oh," Luo Binhan said, "It's nothing new."

"I always think about this." Shi Qi still whispered, "When I read those stories about knights, this thing always pops out of my head. When I see how kind and righteous the people in the stories are, If you are serious about love, you will think about what the people who wrote these stories have done. So gradually, I stopped reading novels."

Luo Binhan looked up at the ceiling. "Let's separate the story from the author," he suggested. "Why do we always attribute the virtues and origins of the protagonist of the novel to the person who wrote the story? That is completely irrelevant."

"So, why do you think the eldest son committed suicide?"

"There are many possibilities." Luo Binhan said, "Study difficulties, emotional difficulties, work difficulties, temporary passion... Unless he comes back from the dead, no one can be sure that it was because of his parents' marriage. He just unfortunately died there. time. Parents getting divorced is not a big deal."

"I don't think it's because of the divorce."

"what is that?"

Shi Qi raised his head and looked at the balcony.The heavy rain outside the window was hitting the glass.She whispered: "It's because I was disappointed in my perfect father."

She stretched out her hand toward the window, as if to catch the falling raindrops: "Children always imitate their parents... The father who is admired by everyone, the mythical and heroic father, has personally told so many principles of life, and has so many dazzling halos. My father is nothing more than that in the end - that’s how I felt when I first learned about what my dad had done.”

She turned to look at him, her eyes twinkling.Luo Binhan thought she was going to cry, but when she saw his face, the helpless child-like expression suddenly disappeared, replaced by doubt, and then enlightenment.She seemed to understand.But he didn't know how she could see it, because there was no expression on his own face.

"We really shouldn't deify a living person," he said. "It's much easier to make up a myth than to be a saint in reality, not to mention there are many people who like to take it seriously. In my opinion, that is actually impossible. Yes. People will make mistakes sooner or later, sooner or later, either this way or that way."

"Are you so pessimistic?" Shi Qi asked softly.

"We can only do this to this extent," Luo Binhan still said, "postponing mistakes until old age... This is already the best. Or there is no need to live in old age at all -"

He said no more.Shi Qi suddenly grabbed his hand, and the distance between them disappeared.Spiritually, they had never been closer than they were now.Luo Binhan stared at the person holding his left hand. Her face was still unclear and she could be dressed up in any shape according to her clothes - but she was originally a mortal!Shi Qi will age with time and change with the environment, just like himself.Their fears are shared and they can understand each other.This is something those mythical people can never do.

Then he finally understood that eternity had truly left at that moment.In this small room with a closed door, only Shi Qi remained, as well as countless dreams about life and the future.He outlined the possible future as if in a dream: Shi Qi's family background might arouse opposition or even forceful intervention, but he no longer cared; they might stay, or they might go away, and have to endure what he once found to be difficult. But now they are two people, and Shi Qi is much more experienced than him, and she has withstood a blow of fate; finally, one day he has to tell Shi Qi those secrets so that she can Understand why he has not aged for a long time and let them find a way to finish her life together; or he doesn't say anything and just finds a way to make himself look older at the right time. This is at least better than asking Zhou Yu to completely cure his partiality. Headaches are easy.

And children.Thinking about children can feel strange and a bit too diffuse, but the possibilities are there and could change everything.The first step to becoming a good parent is to at least think of a name that is too embarrassing for your child.He told Shi Qi this idea, but Shi Qi didn't seem to understand.

"How hard can it be?" she asked. "Just be careful about homophonics and taboos, and choose a common name with good intentions."

"It's extremely difficult." Luo Binhan said dullly, "You're just lucky in this regard."

"I often hear patients' names announced on the radio in the hospital, and most of them are pretty good."

"Really? Or did you not think carefully about these names?"

"Maybe you can go and listen to it yourself?" Shi Qi said, "I'm going to the hospital to take care of my mother next weekend."

She finally pulled her hand back, but her eyes stayed on him.Luo Binhan almost didn't think about anything.He didn't think it was too fast, and he didn't worry about what he should say to the patient or how he should behave next weekend.Life must start from another page, like changing a spool of another color to a sewing machine.Now the two pieces of fabric have been overlapped and placed on the table. As soon as the pedal is stepped on and the needle is moved, they will be sewn together with fine stitches, making it difficult to separate them anymore.

"Okay." He said, "I'll go with you."

(End of this chapter)