Dear Officer Zhuang

Chapter 168 It's hard to believe
Zhuang Xun pursed his lips and remained silent.

He said, "Now we all go to the bus stop."

"Okay." Wen Mi agreed readily, with an expression of watching the show.

They both walked up to the bus stop sign.

"Now, do you see me?" Zhuang Xun asked.

Wen Mi found it funny.

There is obviously no sign of Zhuang Xun here, how could he ask this question calmly.

Was he playing her for an idiot?

"No." Wen Mi's tone was very bad, and at the same time she was a little impatient.

"What exactly do you want?" Wen Mi couldn't help asking: "You didn't see me, so of course I didn't see you either, and you kept asking me if I saw what you were doing? You didn't even see me?" It’s not at the bus stop, it’s not at the south gate of Huyue Park, is it?”

Zhuang Xun looked solemn, staring at the phone screen without saying a word.

The background on Wen Mi's screen is the names of several stops on the No. 123 bus plate.

Zhuang Xun compared the station names one by one with the No. 123 bus plate behind him.

Wen Mi couldn't figure out what Zhuang Xun was doing.

From her side, Zhuang Xun looked behind her for a while, and turned his head to look at the bus plate on his side.

Anyway, that's the point of the story, Wen Mi just waited to see when Zhuang Xun was going to act.

After comparing several station names one by one, they are all the same.

In other words, the place where Wen Mi and he are standing now is indeed the South Station of Huyue Park.

But why can't they see each other?

Zhuang Xun felt very strange.

"You take your mobile phone and walk around casually. I'll take a look around you." Zhuang Xun said.

Wen Mi was speechless.

Want to play? ?

Resisting the urge to lose her temper, she walked around the neighborhood with her mobile phone at random.

Zhuang Xun stared closely at the phone screen, unwilling to let go of any of Wen Mi's screens.

A bus passed by Wen Mi's screen and stopped in front of the bus stop.

Zhuang Xun noticed the advertisement on the bus body, and his brown eyes widened.

"Take a picture quickly! Facing the body of the bus parked in front of the station!" He ordered quickly.

Wen Mi frowned, not understanding why Zhuang Xun was going crazy.

But she still clicked on the camera function, and took a photo of the bus body that had just started to leave the bus stop.

She switched back to the video call: "The photo was taken. Then what? What else are you doing?"

"On the bus body, is there an advertisement for the drama "Love Story in Parallel Worlds"?" Zhuang Xun's brown eyes shone strangely, and his tone was full of inconceivability.

Although Wen Mi noticed his strangeness, she only thought he was acting.

She cut back to the photo that Zhuang Xun asked her to take, and looked at it carefully.

Zhuang Xun really has sharp eyesight, and can observe so carefully through the phone screen.

As he said, the bus body is indeed an advertisement for the drama "Love Story in Parallel Worlds".

This drama is adapted from the original work of the same name by Keigo Higashino, and Wen Mi has also read the original work.

She switched back to the video call and said impatiently, "Yes, it's the drama advertisement of "Love Stories in Parallel Worlds"."

"Is it 2017 when the play is written in the advertisement?" Zhuang Xun's calm voice trembled a little.

Wen Mi frowned impatiently: "Can you finish the question at once?"

She switched back to the photo, looked at it, and switched back to the video call.

"Yeah, November 2017, 11, what's the matter, are you interested? Want to see it?" Wen Mi said sarcastically.

Zhuang Xun looked at her with brown eyes.

His eyes trembled, and an indescribable light flashed in his eyes, which made Wen Mi's heart tremble inexplicably, and finally had a little doubt - what happened to Zhuang Xun?
"2017?" Zhuang Xun repeated hoarsely.

"Yeah, 2017." Wen Mi didn't understand why Zhuang Xun paid attention to this.

"Your side is..." Zhuang Xun was so unbelievable that his voice got stuck in his throat.

He moistened his throat and continued to speak with difficulty: "...is it 2017 over there?"

Wen Mi was puzzled and found it ridiculous.

What do you mean it's 2017 on her side?
"That's right, it's 2017 on my side. What's wrong? Could it be 2017 on your side?" She sarcastically.

"Yes," Zhuang Xun's voice was deep and magnetic, but extremely difficult.

He stared at her and paused every word: "My side is 2027."

Wen Mi froze for a moment, suspecting that she had heard wrong.

"What? It's 2027 over there?" she asked.

Zhuang Xun breathed a sigh of relief and said affirmatively: "Yes, I am here on October 2027, 10."

Wen Mi was stunned, first doubted, then puzzled, and then, she was furious.

"Zhuang Xun, do you think I'm stupid and easy to cheat? It's 2027 over there? Are you insulting my IQ or your own?" Wen Mi smiled angrily.

"If you don't want to meet, you don't have to. No one has to meet you. You don't have to make up such lies to humiliate each other. I really don't know what you can get by lying to me like this, or do you think the whole world is You are the smartest, even if you make up a lie that your side is in 2027, I will believe you insanely?"

Zhuang Xun understood Wen Mi's anger very well.

If he hadn't seen and experienced it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that it was 2017 with Wen Mi.

When he first found out about the drama advertisement, he didn't believe it either.

However, combined with everything that happened between him and Wen Mi, he gradually believed it.

Because if it wasn't 2017 for Wen Mi, she wouldn't be able to explain the abnormal situations between them.

"I know it's hard for you to believe," Zhuang Xun said in a calm voice, "Do you still remember that you ordered breakfast takeaway for me a few days ago, and the deliveryman contacted you and said that he couldn't get through to my mobile phone, and the receptionist at the police station also said Is there no one like me in the bureau?"

Wen Mi pursed her lips tightly, not wanting to respond.

"If there was a real ten-year gap between us, and I was still abroad at this time in 2017, the delivery man would naturally not be able to get through to my mobile phone, and there would be no one called Zhuang Xun at the police station."

Wen Mi frowned: "But at that time you said you had received takeaway."

"I lied to you, I didn't receive your takeaway." Zhuang Xun said quietly.

Wen Mi frowned even tighter: "Since you haven't received it, why are you lying?"

"Because before that, I discovered that there were many unexplainable differences between us." Zhuang Xun said.

"What's the difference?"

"Do you know why I didn't take the initiative to send you a WeChat message?"

Wen Mi frowned, waiting for him to continue.

"It's not that I don't want to post it, but that I can't post it."

Just as Wen Mi was about to raise a question, Zhuang Xun continued: "I can't prove this to you, because we can't send pictures between us. The pictures we send will all become blank."

Wen Mi was slightly startled, and suddenly remembered that this happened when she ordered Zhuang Xun's takeaway breakfast a few days ago.

(End of this chapter)