Read We Live in Nanjing - Chapter 151 Finale (1)

Chapter 151 Finale (1)

Lian Qiao noticed Bai Yang's obvious mood change on New Year's Day.

In the early morning, the two went out for a run, circling Crescent Lake. The temperature in the morning was below zero, and the air was clear and cold. Lian Qiao also wrapped herself in a wool scarf, but she was still as capable in a dark fleece turtleneck and sweatpants. According to Lian Qiao, she had to keep her body flexible and agile, so she couldn't wrap herself up like a Michelin tire man.

Bai Yang just thought that she was showing off her figure. After all, this sister's figure was really amazing.

Morning exercises every day are the main time for the two to communicate. As a counselor, Lian Qiao asked Bai Yang to tell her about his thoughts throughout the day, including his dreams. Lian Qiao said she could help interpret dreams, but she was probably a Freudian dream interpreter. No matter what Bai Yang dreamed of, she could interpret it as youthful restlessness, and any intention could be related to gender consciousness.

Bai Yang said he dreamed of a huge black moon falling from the sky. Lian Qiao said seriously that the big moon was a big round ball, and the big round ball was a big cup size. Face your desires, young man.

Lian Qiao also asked Bai Yang about the frequency of his recent handicrafts. She said that the frequency of men's handicrafts and women's menstrual period are both important reference indicators that can reflect physical and mental health. Her serious expression was like that of an experienced doctor, but when Bai Yang hesitantly answered her, Lian Qiao covered her stomach and laughed.

Only then did Bai Yang come to his senses and realized that he was being teased again.

"Are you tired?" Lian Qiao estimated the distance she had run, climbed up to the observation deck by the lake and sat down, patting the seat next to her, "Come and sit down and take a rest."

Bai Yang sat down breathlessly and looked forward at the quiet dark lake.

"Today is New Year's Day, Happy New Year." Lian Qiao suddenly said.

Bai Yang was stunned for a moment, "Happy New Year to you too."

"Remember to wish her a happy new year when you go back home tonight." Lian Qiao reminded, "Do you know how to sing that song? It's sung by Andy Lau and Dicky Cheung. I wish you a colorful life every day..."

She herself couldn't remember all the lyrics and could only hum the tune.

"What era is this song from?" Bai Yang frowned.

"Haven't you heard it?" Lian Qiao hummed two more lines, "The spring breeze blows the flowers all over the mountain for you, the autumn moon accompanies you to fly thousands of miles across the sky, let the brilliance of the night seep into your beautiful dreams, and the winter frost will not come."

"I haven't heard it." Bai Yang yawned, "The songs you listen to must be older than me. My dad and others should be familiar with them."

"What's wrong with old songs? Old songs are classics that have stood the test of time." Lian Qiao changed the subject, "You yawn all the time, what time did you fall asleep last night?"

"Two o'clock."

"That won't do." Lian Qiao turned around and cupped Bai Yang's cheeks with her hands to hold his head still, then leaned in to look into his eyes. "Long-term insomnia and mental depression make it difficult to maintain working condition."

"Tell them that. Uncle Zhao and his friends have even less rest time than I do." Bai Yang pushed her hand away. "Their work intensity is much higher than mine."

"But I don't need to be responsible for them." Lian Qiao said seriously, "I only need to be responsible for you. Have you tried the method I taught you?"

“I have tried.”

"Still like this?"

"It's still the same." Bai Yang nodded.

"Do you need me to make an appointment with a doctor for you?" Lian Qiao asked.

"Do you think doctors are useful?"

Lian Qiao was silent for a few seconds, took a deep breath, patted Bai Yang's shoulder vigorously, and forced a bright smile: "Cheer up! There will always be a way out when you reach the mountain, and the boat will naturally straighten out when it reaches the bridge. Our plan is progressing in an orderly manner. You can't let down the team at this time, Comrade Bai Yang, the core of the team!"

"Uncle Zhao and the others are responsible to their superiors, and you are responsible to me. Then who should I be responsible to?" Bai Yang said.

You are responsible for the eldest lady.

Someone answered like this.

Bai Yang turned his head suddenly and found that Lian Qiao was thinking. It was not her who was talking just now.

Bai Yang raised his hand and grabbed his hair. He suddenly felt a dull pain deep in his brain and whispered, "Am I responsible for the young lady?"

"Well... it's okay to say that. You are indeed responsible for her..." Lian Qiao nodded, but before she finished her sentence, she met the other person's gaze. It was as if there was a deep well in the depths of that gaze, with cold, bottomless water at the bottom of the well. This surprised Lian Qiao secretly. It was hard to imagine why a senior high school student would have such a look. That look was clearly suspicious and scrutinizing. It seemed to be saying: Can you really be responsible for her? Do you really want to be responsible for her?

Lian Qiao realized that Bai Yang's suspicion had been going on for a long time. While the whole team was cheering with excitement, this young man was sitting in the center of the storm, but seemed uninfected and unaffected. Although separated by only a wall, the atmosphere in the living room and the bedroom was completely different. The living room was serious, bright, tense and orderly, while the bedroom was anxious, dark, cold and depressing. Lian Qiao tried hard to pull Bai Yang out of the darkness, but she always didn't know how to answer Bai Yang's questions.

Bai Yang asked her: Are we taking advantage of her?

Lian Qiao said you have to believe that we are saving her.

Bai Yang asked again: Who is saving whom?

He coldly watched the work of the people around him and faced the common problems of all people with a completely different attitude. As for what he was thinking in his heart, Lian Qiao didn't know. It was difficult for her to put herself in Bai Yang's position and perspective. The situation faced by this young senior high school student was unprecedented in human history. Every time he sat silently in the dark bedroom, Lian Qiao always felt that she could not see through him.

But he was clearly just a young senior high school student, he was only eighteen years old - what exactly did this huge change in his life bring to him?

As a counselor, Lian Qiao was powerless to pull Bai Yang out of this quagmire. She believed that no one could do it. Bai Yang was already strong enough and was well protected. If someone else were to do it, he would probably have a mental breakdown by now.

Lian Qiao could only watch Bai Yang sink deeper and deeper until that day when it was completely swallowed up - at 8 o'clock in the evening on January 3, BG4MSR returned to Meihua Villa ahead of schedule.

Bai Yang was very surprised, but the surprise quickly turned into astonishment, and then into panic.

"Why did you come back? Was the nuclear bomb successfully detonated? Now... Plum Blossom Villa is not safe yet..."

"Listen to me, BG, listen to me." The girl panted, "I don't know how long it will take, I'm going to go up and tie the Yagi antenna to the radio, and switch the radio to the satellite signal. You can receive the satellite signal, right? It's the relay satellite. Test whether the link is smooth."

"Wait…what did you say? What are you talking about?"

Bai Yang was confused.

What are they talking about?

The other party sighed, was silent for a few seconds, and said softly:

"BG, Bai Yang, the plan was successful, the nuclear bomb was detonated, and I will go to the First Base to help you retrieve all the stored data and complete the ultimate goal of the operation."

"No...you don't have to be so anxious. You can't come back. You should stay in the safe zone for a full week..."

"There is no time."

The girl said.

"I...I don't understand, Miss. What's the situation over there? Tell us what happened, and the command center will make an action plan for you."

"Stop talking nonsense. The nuclear bomb was indeed successfully detonated, but the problem is that killing one attracted a large group. They will soon land in Nanjing. Once they land, it will be impossible to retrieve the data of the First Base. I am not sure how much time I have. Listen carefully, execute the scheduled plan now. I am going to switch the radio signal next. There will be a period of silence, but you will be able to receive data soon. Do you understand? If you understand, answer me."

The girl's voice was fast and urgent, and she spoke all at once like pouring beans.

"clear."

"Don't worry, I'll run to the Zitai office building. Believe me, I'm very fast... In an hour, at most, you will be able to receive the data."

"No, no, no, no!" Bai Yang yelled, "You can't go! It's not safe! It's not safe!"

The other end also yelled:

"If I don't go, then you have to go! If you don't go, then shut up!"

Bai Yang was suddenly speechless.

He sat in the chair in a daze, almost unable to hold his hands.

The girl suddenly became hysterical.

"Think about me too, BG." Banxia's voice gradually lowered. "I turned back halfway through my escape, but what can I do? If you are the only one left in the world, then no one will do it if you don't do it... Wait for me for an hour, two hours at most, I will run there, nothing will happen, you know I run very fast."

"You don't have this responsibility." Bai Yang's voice was trembling. "Run away, don't worry about these things, the farther you run, the better..."

"But I want to save you."

The communication was interrupted, and Banxia switched the radio signal. She tied the radio to the Yagi antenna on the rooftop and adjusted the Icom725 radio to the mode of receiving satellite signals.

She and the headquarters had rehearsed these action plans many times, and they were very familiar to her. Obviously, Banxia thought that she did not have time to return to Meihua Villa after arriving at the first base and then open the satellite reception link, so she could only leave the radio on the roof before setting off and switch the radio to satellite signal reception mode in advance. This procedure was convenient, but it would also cause loss of connection.

The command center was in an uproar.

A loud thunderclap made the people who had just breathed a sigh of relief jump up. Bai Zhen and Wang Ning could hardly believe it, while Zhao Bowen was cursing angrily in the living room, and no one knew who he could curse.

But they could do nothing, and everyone fell into a long and powerless silence.

What will be the final result of waiting?

No one dared to make any more speculations or predictions. Zhao Bowen also sat down dejectedly on the sofa and buried his face deeply in his hands. As the main promoter of the entire plan and the core leader of the entire team, this man who always pushed forward by any means necessary, was finally helpless and could only wait for the judgment of fate.

There was only a long silence on the radio, a silence that might never end.

Bai Yang spent probably the most difficult two hours in his life. Lian Qiao was silent, she could do nothing, even a hug was no longer useful. If a hug was useful, she would rather hug the little girl who was fighting alone. So many people were squatting in a peaceful and tranquil era but could not help at all. They were really a bunch of useless people.

A "beep" sound is heard in the living room every two seconds. This is the beacon of the relay satellite. The continuous sound proves that the data link is unobstructed. However, an unobstructed link is meaningless. If the road is connected but no data is transmitted, it is useless.

Bai Zhen and Wang Ning looked at each other, not daring to speak.

Compared to Bai Yang, they were even more at a loss. This was a purely unplanned change. Everything was obviously going well, so many obstacles were overcome, so many problems were solved, no matter how big the difficulties were, they could not defeat their hard work. Their self-confidence was overflowing - but in the end, they were hit hard and returned to their original form. Fate just took a slight turn and left them behind so badly that they couldn't even see their taillights.

Human power is ultimately limited, just as no matter how many people there are, it is impossible to fish the moon out of a well. The world always reminds humans of this when they think they can do everything, and makes them realize their own weakness and powerlessness.

My mother poured them tea, but no one touched it until it was ice cold.

They imagined in silence that the girl was running for her life in a world that was about to collapse. The world was collapsing behind her, like a high wall, crushing down on anyone who fell on it. But she had no choice but to run faster and faster! As fast as she could!

She ran on Alfalfa Garden Street, ran on Zhongshan East Road, passed through ruins and grass, got up when she fell, and continued running with gritted teeth.

In order to get what she wants before everything falls apart, she has to use her two legs to be faster than the speed of the destruction of two worlds to save everything she has.

God bless you.

Zhao Bowen clenched his hands, rested his chin on them, and closed his eyes.

At a quarter past ten that evening, the mechanical and regular indicator lights suddenly sounded rapidly.

People stood up suddenly.

"Signal!"

"We have data... We have data!" Zhao Bowen yelled, "Attention all units! We have data!"

Fortunately, the wait paid off. The data stream traveled through twenty years and burst out from the Icom725 radio station in the bedroom of the 804th household in Building 11 of Meihua Villa. It was distributed across the country along cables and optical fibers. All the units and departments that were on high alert immediately started storage backup and cracking work.

"What?" Zhao Bowen answered the call, "Video? Okay... Could you please synchronize it?"

He put down his phone, turned to the others and said:

"The data transmitted contains video. It doesn't need to be interpreted. It should be a video recording. I'll ask them to synchronize it."

The monitor in the command center flickered and the screen went dark.

Everyone could see something flashing in the dim light, but the screen was filled with noise. It took a few seconds for people to recognize that it was the upper body of a person. She leaned in front of the camera lens and was adjusting something. There was a "click-click" sound from the speaker. When the adjustment was completed, the girl took a step back, and her whole body from head to waist was included in the field of vision. Lao Zhao and Lao Bai wished they could stick their heads into the monitor.

The girl was still the same girl, only with shorter hair, wearing a raincoat, a dirty face covered with sticky blood and sweat, and a somewhat embarrassed smile.

"Hello? Can you hear me?" Banxia spoke to the camera, then tilted her head to ask someone else, "It can record, right? It can record both sound and images?"

She moved to the center of the picture again and said:

"This is the video. I have successfully arrived at the First Base. Bai Yang, Dad, Uncle Zhao, Uncle Wang, and everyone else, if you have seen the video, it proves that the data transmission is normal."

Lian Qiao's hand on Bai Yang's shoulder suddenly clenched. Normally, the latter would have screamed at this time, but Bai Yang said nothing.

"The First Base is operating normally, and the data is intact. Although I can't see anything, it shows that it is complete. I have packed it in order and sent it over..." The girl leaned against the wall behind her, lifted her dirty hair with her hand, stroked her forehead and took a breath, "I feel a little dizzy, maybe I ran too fast. I have never run as fast as I did today in my life. I fell several times on the way."

"The time is now 9:50 p.m. I can probably talk to you for another five minutes."

Going back to half an hour ago, Banxia found the entrance to the first base. It was under a manhole cover with the words "National Defense Optical Cable, Do Not Dig". The entrance was a deep well going vertically downwards. The bottom could not be reached with a flashlight. There was a metal ladder embedded in the wall of the well. The deep well could only accommodate one person. The girl climbed down the ladder and could feel a slight breeze blowing up from the bottom, with a faint smell of motor oil, indicating that the ventilation system was still working normally.

After climbing for about ten minutes, Banxia estimated that it was about seven or eight floors high before her feet touched the ground, which was covered with a thick layer of dust.

It was almost pitch black at the bottom of the well. The girl looked around with a flashlight.

She was in a narrow corridor, only a few dozen centimeters wide, barely enough for one person to pass through, with high walls on both sides. After walking two steps forward, Banxia discovered a huge red button on the wall on the left - it was as big as a bowl, emitting a red fluorescent light, and was very eye-catching.

She tried to take a shot.

There was a flash of light above my head, and then the whole body became bright.

It turned out to be a power switch.

Banxia turned off the flashlight and looked around again. She originally thought that the corridor she was in led to the entrance of the First Base. In fact, this narrow corridor was the entire First Base. Looking forward a dozen meters, the road ended and it was a dead end. Displays, buttons, knobs, and levers were embedded on the walls on both sides, which were obviously operation panels. This was the legendary First Base. It looked simple and rough, with gray cement everywhere, and there was not even a chair.

Bai Yang told her that there was a simple but comprehensive operating guide in the First Base. If you put a monkey in there and shake it, it would learn how to make the base run.

Sure enough, Banxia noticed that there were words on the wall on the left, in bold orange.

"First, push the lever up."

Below the prompt was a thick black lever, like the throttle lever of an airliner. The girl held it with both hands and pushed it up hard.

As she pushed the lever, she heard a "clicking" sound coming from the wall. Not knowing what mechanism was activated, she pushed the lever upwards and saw another line of words:

"Computer cover is open."

After opening the computer cover, there is a thick arrow on the wall pointing forward to the second prompt, "Second, please turn the knob counterclockwise to the left."

Banxia followed the instructions and turned the knob under the prompt. After turning it to the left, a line of small words "Power is on" appeared on the knob. Then she walked forward one step along the arrow and saw the third prompt.

"Third, please pull the lever down."

Banxia pulled the rod down with great effort. It was quite strenuous. When she pulled it to the bottom, there was a "click" sound and a "buzzing" sound came from the wall, as if a motor was turning. There seemed to be an engine room hidden in the wall, with gears, crankshafts, chains, and all kinds of sounds. Banxia curiously put her ear close to the rod and listened for a while.

As Bai Yang said, the operations in the base were fool-proof and even a trained monkey could master them. The designers were afraid that she would miss some information or fail to see the handwriting clearly, so every prompt was bold orange and arrows pointed out the operation steps step by step. There were only a few things she needed to operate, either pulling or pushing, just like when humans sent gorillas into space in the early years and let them operate the spacecraft, which was also done by pulling or stepping. If they stepped correctly, they would get a banana.

Corresponding to the apparent simplicity is the invisible complexity within the walls. In order to ensure the reliability of the First Base, engineers made extensive use of sturdy mechanical structures. These sturdy metal mechanisms are soaked in lubricating oil and can withstand typhoons, earthquakes, and even shock waves from explosions. They will not be damaged for many years, and restarting them is also very simple, just like starting a diesel tractor with a crank - just apply force.

Great strength works wonders.

Banxia pulled down the lever under the last prompt, and then plugged in the disconnected cables according to their colors. After a few seconds, the display on the other wall slowly lit up.

She turned around, faced the display screen on the wall, and was about to operate it.

Suddenly, someone spoke from the speaker above her head, which startled her.

"Hello!"

Banxia was startled and looked up.

"H...Hello?"

"Hello, welcome to the First Base, I am Tmall Elf."

"Tmall Elf?"

Everyone in the living room turned to look at Zhao Bowen in disbelief, while Old Zhao looked around innocently.

"That artificial intelligence you sent to Doomsday, that AI..." Bai Zhen pointed at the white speaker on the refrigerator, "Is that it? The fur-licking elf?"

"We have tested all the mature natural language recognition AI on the market, and Tmall Genie performed the best." Zhao Bowen spread his hands, saying that he was the tallest among the short ones. It's not that he has a special liking for Tmall Genie, but it's just that his competitors are not living up to their expectations.

"There's only this AI in the First Base, but it doesn't seem very smart." The girl in the video went on, "I don't know if it was always like this or if it's broken, but most of the time it just says hello to you, like this..."

Banxia tilted her head and shouted outside the screen:

"Tmall Genie, can you turn up the lights a little bit?"

After a few seconds, a voiceover answered:

"Hello, I am Tmall Genie. If you want to get a paper report, there is one in the safe under the monitor. If not, please restart the printer. If you want to get media data, there are mechanical hard drives and optical disks in the safe under the monitor. If you want to turn on satellite transmission, please shake handle one for Ka/Ku band, handle two for X/S band, and handle three for shortwave band. If you are not sure which band you are on, please shake all the handles."

"Can you turn up the lights a little brighter?" Banxia repeated.

"Look, in most cases it only says this." The girl shrugged and waved a large stack of paper reports. "I feel sorry for it, too. It's been underground for twenty years and no one has talked to it. Maybe it has developed some problems... As for this report, I also took it out, but I can't understand it."

"All reports look like this. Take a look and maybe you'll understand what they mean."

She unfolded the report in her hand and held it in front of the camera. There were only two words on the white A4 paper.

Bold, bold.

STOP VVVLBI.

The designers of the First Base had considered everything very carefully. Data was backed up and stored in multiple forms, including paper reports, hard drives, CDs, satellite data links, and even satellite antennas for each band were ready. Banxia couldn't remember what frequency band the relay satellite worked on, so she turned up all the antennas. It was hard to tell whether this thing was advanced or backward. It was a high-speed data transmission link, the technological crystallization of modern communication engineering, but the height and direction of the antenna still had to be manually adjusted by a large steering wheel.

I don't know where the antennas are located. They may be hidden on the roof of a building above my head. They are usually retracted in cement pipes and will only be probed when someone starts them. They may have been in disrepair for a long time and are rusty, so it is so difficult to shake them.

The computer has a simple graphical operating interface and can be operated by touch screen on the monitor. The only function open to the outside world is file browsing and sending. Banxia only needs to drag the compressed packages into the sending queue, and they will be transcoded and compressed, and then transmitted to the relay satellite via the antenna.

The command center said that the First Base was a powerful intelligence distribution center, connected to almost all news media, academic journals and database backdoors of relevant departments. It would collect and store all useful information in the past twenty years. Banxia opened the folder curiously.

"Summary of observation data from the Beijing Astronomical Observatory of the Chinese Academy of Sciences."

"...Summary of observation data."

"There is evidence that... the structure is not man-made..."

"Conservative estimates put the casualties at more than 4.4 billion as of December 27."

“Notice on the adjustment of the channels of China National Radio.”

"Great victory on the front! Great victory on the front! There is sufficient evidence to prove...effective killing..."

"About the enemy and our own situation...: A briefing on the strategic analysis of a campaign... in the Pamir Plateau."

Banxia's eyes slowly swept across the monitor. Ever since she could remember, the world she lived in was exactly the same as what she saw, quiet, lonely, and slowly growing. But there was another world preserved in the base, which gave her the feeling of a prehistoric civilization.

The girl got dizzy and turned them off.

So scary.

Paper reports and hard disk data were stored in different safes. The printer must have gone crazy during the long wait, and the reports it spit out filled the entire safe. The moment the girl opened the door, all the papers poured out.

But the girl was so scared that she fell to the ground.

Banxia quickly learned how to operate this system. She threw the compressed packages into the sending queue one by one, and then all she had to do was press the send button.

She hesitated for a few seconds before pressing the button, her hand hovering over the button, wanting to press it but unable to. She thought silently, then took a deep breath, slowly squatted down and leaned her head against the cold wall.

What will happen if you press this button?

The fate of the whole world seemed to be focused on this small button. She wanted to find someone to talk to, but there was only the sound of fans ventilating the air in the base. Banxia felt a little cold and hugged herself tightly.

Suddenly, there was a muffled "boom" above the head, the earth shook, and a red light appeared in the base.

Banxia pressed the send button in panic.

The alarm indicated that something was breaching the defensive walls of First Base.

A large group of swordsmen were landing. Banxia looked up before entering the base. She could already see the whole picture of the thing. The big eyes closest to her were almost above her head. The height of the thing was rapidly decreasing. The target was most likely the Zifeng Tower - these ghost things always had a special liking for tall buildings.

Twenty years ago, people designed this sturdy fortress underground. Even a nuclear bomb could not penetrate it. But it could not last long in front of the swordsman. Everyone knew that Big Eyes had a sword that was at least forty meters long. The swordsman took only five minutes to dig through more than ten meters thick rock and soil and broke through the first line of defense. When it penetrated the outermost layer of reinforced concrete of the base, the alarm sounded in the base and the computer began a synchronized countdown.

The computer predicted that the base would be dug through in nine minutes.

The data transmission speed was as slow as a snail, and the progress bar moved forward bit by bit.

Banxia estimated that this damn progress bar might not reach 100% before the swordsman broke through all defenses and shredded the base into pieces.

If the First Base is destroyed by it before the data transmission is completed, the plan may be ruined.

She had to do something.

Every minute counts.

"This is a very interesting place. I regret not coming here earlier. Bai Yang, Dad, Uncle Zhao, Uncle Wang and everyone else, you are really amazing. You have accomplished everything you wanted to do. The nuclear bombs have been delivered and the First Base is also in operation. Although there are no people and no food here, it is alive after all and can chat with the Tmall Genie... Tmall Genie!"

"Hello, I am Tmall Genie."

Banxia tried to communicate with Tmall Genie many times. Sometimes Tmall Genie could understand her, but sometimes it couldn't.

For example, when Banxia asked it if it knew what a swordsman was, it didn't understand. But when Banxia asked if the camera on the computer could record video, it gave an affirmative answer.

"I actually want to talk to it more. Maybe if I talk more, it will become smarter and become like a normal person... The alarm sounded again, telling me that the second line of defense has been breached, but the data has not been transmitted yet. Can it be faster? I have to leave here. It's a pity that I can't get to know the Tmall Genie better. It's really pitiful, just like Mr. Huang. You have to treat it well."

Banxia finally confirmed that the data sending queue was normal and closed the doors of the safes on the wall again. She had to do something to divert the swordsman's attention away from the base.

"I think I am really... in the words of my teacher, I am really a model worker. I have really done a lot of things, many things I never dared to think of before."

"I even killed a big eye! I'm so awesome... But I really hate them, because I finally got you, so many things, two worlds! The big eye wanted to take them away, but I won't allow it! No! Allow! It!"

Banxia squatted down to tie her shoelaces tightly, then grabbed the cold ladder and climbed up again.

The lights overhead were flickering, and she could already hear a rumbling sound and dust falling like an earthquake.

"BG, Bai Yang, I still have something to say to you. Um... originally I only wanted to say it to you, but this video will definitely be seen by many people. Never mind, let them see it. I don't care what happens after I die. No, no, this is unlucky. I want to apologize to you. I'm sorry for yelling at you just now, but you're a boy, so you should just be yelled at. The teacher used to yell at me every day."

She climbed up the ladder step by step and passed through the narrow well.

"This world is really complicated. I hesitated for a long time when sending the file just now. If this can really save the world and overturn all time, does it mean that I don't exist? Or that I have never existed? If that's true, then you can't forget me. After all, I have helped you so much."

"Alas, I can't figure it out, it's too complicated. The world and time are too complicated. However, complexity often means there are many possibilities. BG, the reason why I want to tell you this is because I think you will be sad. You are the kind of person who likes to keep things in your heart. Don't say it's not true. I have seen through you for such a long time. However, since the world and time are such complicated things, so complicated that no one can understand them, then BG, my dear BG, my dearest BG, my dearest BG, you must have hope. In the vast world and long time in the future, you must believe..."

When the ladder reached the top, the girl let out a long sigh, paused for a few seconds, then pushed open the manhole cover with force, looked up and saw the crimson skylight.

"We'll see each other again."

(End of this chapter)