Twenty-Nine Years Old (I) [Edited]
All this happened too fast for Bian Senlin. He was thrown into an unfamiliar room before he could even react.
He felt a strong sense of weightlessness and then fell onto the sofa in the room.
This sofa is narrow and long, enough for one person to lie down, but it has one obvious drawback: it is very hard!
Bian Senlin suddenly appeared from mid-air and fell down from the sky. He grimaced in pain and it took him a long time to recover before he sat up with his hands covering his waist.
Only then did he realize that there was another person in the room, a fat man as big as a mountain.
The fat man was sitting on a computer chair with a bag of potato chips in his hand, and Fang Zheng on his right was looking at him in amazement.
The room was not spacious. There was a long narrow sofa on one wall, a tall and narrow plastic storage cabinet on one side of the sofa, and a bucket of water on the other side.
There was a desk and a small bookshelf opposite, with a small refrigerator crammed in next to it.
Once both sides were arranged, there was only enough space for one chair in the middle, and two people would have to walk sideways in the aisle.
Bian Senlin's action of sitting up startled the fat man who was originally in a daze. He leaned back subconsciously, and the chair made a creaking sound as it could not bear the weight.
Bang!
The fat man, whose center of gravity was unstable, fell backwards with the chair, making a deafening noise!
Bian Senlin: "..."
After a lot of tumbling, the fat man sat up with difficulty.
Bian Senlin subconsciously tried to help him, but after the man sat up, he didn't care that the backrest and seat cushion were separated. He looked at him warily and asked bluntly, "Who are you? How did you get in? What do you want?"
"I..." Bian Senlin was stunned by the question and stood there in a daze for a moment.
Oh my god, I want to know that too! Where is this? Who is this fat guy? Why am I here?
Bian Senlin thought so, but unconsciously muttered his thoughts in a low voice.
Fatty: “…”
The fat man had already reached for his cell phone and quietly pressed 110, but the reaction of the man in front of him made his finger pause as he was about to press the dial button.
He looked at the person in front of him in confusion, feeling that something was wrong. The person in front of him seemed familiar.
The fat man hesitated: "You..."
Bian Senlin felt that he couldn't explain it clearly at the moment, so he stood up and prepared to pull the fat man up first. "I can't explain it clearly either. I don't know why I'm here. Too many things happened tonight. Let me sort it out..."
Before he could finish his words, Bian Senlin glanced at the fat man's phone screen and saw the huge 110.
Bian Senlin was silent, his face quickly turning red.
Bian Senlin, who encountered this kind of misunderstanding for the first time, explained in a panic: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean any harm. I was celebrating my birthday with my classmates at KTV tonight, and something unexpected happened..."
At this moment, a hurried knock at the door interrupted Bian Senlin's words. It was a neighbor who was attracted by the commotion just now: "Bian Senlin! What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, I just fell accidentally." The fat man next to him replied loudly.
Bian Senlin widened his eyes and looked at the fat man in disbelief.
Originally, when Bian Senlin heard his own name, he subconsciously wanted to respond, but the fat man's response made him realize that this was the fat man's home, so the "Bian Senlin" that the man called was referring to the fat man?
When the neighbor at the door heard that nothing was wrong with Bian Senlin, he left a message to "keep his voice down" and left.
Bian Senlin asked with some difficulty: "Are you... Bian Senlin?"
The fat man looked at Bian Senlin with a complicated look that could hardly hide his shock: "Yes, I am Bian Senlin, so... you too?"
The fat man remembered why the person in front of him looked so familiar. Didn’t he look like this a few years ago?
Look at that look, so clear and... silly.
Bian Senlin looked at the fat man and smiled awkwardly: "Same name, what a coincidence..."
The fat man looked at him unspeakably, and after a moment of silence, he reported his ID number.
The smile on Bian Senlin's face froze and he looked at the fat man in shock.
The fat man took a deep breath and asked tentatively, "Do you live in Zhuque Town, Wumeng County, under Qingshi City, Nanchuan Province?"
Bian Senlin was still immersed in shock and shook his head subconsciously: "No, we later moved to Songhe in the county town..."
Bian Senlin interrupted him and looked at the fat man suspiciously. That address was where he lived as a child and it was also the address on his ID card. It would not be difficult to find it.
The fat man nodded and continued his unfinished words, muttering to himself: "Songhe Building. You were 13 that year, and Songhe was the nickname you gave your building. Back then, most of the residential buildings in Wumeng were not high, and you lived on the 7th floor and felt like a crane."
Bian Senlin then realized that the other party was trying to test him. He tilted his head and thought about it, then simply sat on the ground like the fat man, looking at the fat man's fat face: "My dad is Bian Cheng."
Fatty: “…” Why does this sound so wrong?
But he also knew that the boy had thought about the information correctly, and then he replied lazily: "Mom Lin Mei, there is a second child at home..."
In the next few minutes, the two of them went back and forth, checking their family tree and social circle.
After that, there was a long silence.
The fat man held up his fat face with one hand and thought for a while, then asked, "Which place were you most afraid of when you were a child?"
Bian Senlin answered without hesitation: "The corridor leading to the second floor of the old house."
The fat man asked again: "What is the most memorable dream?"
Bian Senlin replied: "I've had the same nightmare more than five times. I was running from the old house to my grandparents' house with my second child. I didn't know what was chasing me. If I ran fast, it could even fly."
Bian Senlin asked back, "Which snack stand do you like best on Laotie Street in my hometown?"
The fat man's eyes were a little complicated when he heard this: "Spicy skewers, there are not many varieties, you buy 2 skewers of each kind every time, one for the second one and one for you"
Bian Senlin couldn't understand the fat man's expression, so he asked, "What was I doing the night before the college entrance examination?"
The fat man's expression was even more complicated now, as if he was looking at a useless fool. "You're secretly reading novels under the covers. You were able to get admitted to a third-rate college in a third-rate city by sheer luck."
Bian Senlin coughed a little embarrassedly, and then thought, you have done this before, so let's not look down on each other.
Then I thought of a question that only I would know: "What is your 20th birthday wish?"
"To become a top technical expert." The fat man sighed. "So, you're from September 20th, 2014? You were celebrating your 20th birthday before you came here?"
Although it was a question, the fat man looked very sure: "It is September 20, 2023. Welcome to the world nine years later. I am 29-year-old Bian Senlin."
It's not that the fat guy was too reckless. During this period, the fat guy not only dug out his college photos for comparison, they even used mobile phones to compare fingerprints.
No matter how incredible the matter was, after repeated verification, both sides of the forest had to accept the bizarre fact that they had seen their past/future selves.
As for how the fat man knew which day the border forest came from?
According to the fat guy, he had not celebrated his birthday properly after he turned 20, so he had doubts when Bian Senlin said that he had celebrated his birthday with his classmates before.
Coupled with Bian Senlin's spontaneous question about his 20th birthday wish, the answer became obvious.
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At this time, Bian Senlin helped the fat man put the broken chair back together. The fat man was extremely skilled in putting together the various parts of the chair. It was obvious that the poor chair was falling apart.
But after just a short while of assembling the chair, the fat man was already sweating all over and was panting while sitting on the chair that had just been restored to its original state.
Bian Senlin looked at the fat man and found it difficult to describe him. Although he didn't say how good his physical fitness was, at least he was agile and well-proportioned. It was hard for him to believe that he would become so bloated and cumbersome in the future.
Bian Senlin felt that all the bizarre things he had experienced tonight were not as difficult to accept as becoming a 200-pound fat man in the future.
The fat man had just finished a glass of water when he met Bian Senlin's gaze. He paused and glared at him sideways: "What are you doing?"
Bian Senlin sighed and leaned back on the sofa next to him. "No, tell me, are we in a parallel universe? Or have I really traveled to the future?"
The fat man put the water cup on the table: "Anything is possible, but in my memory, nothing unexpected happened at the birthday party. We sang karaoke all night long that day, and went back to the dormitory to catch up on sleep after daybreak."
"If this is a linear future, then logically I should remember everything you're experiencing now, but that's not necessarily the case... Please describe the situation in more detail, leaving out as few details as possible."
Bian Senlin organized his words and told the fat man everything that happened that night in detail.
The fat man confirmed, "You mean, after that person repaired the crack, time and the scene seemed to flow back to the time before the accident happened?"
"Yes," Bian Senlin confirmed, "He pushed me back, but suddenly everything went white, and then I didn't know what knocked me out. It didn't hurt, but it was very fast."
"At that time, I saw that person react and wanted to pull me up, but he failed. Then, I was here," Bian Senlin spread his hands.
"What does that person look like? Did you see him?"
Bian Senlin shook his head. "He was wearing a helmet, so I didn't see what he looked like."
Then he recalled carefully: "The man was wearing combat uniform, but it was not the style I remembered. However, his voice was very mellow."
The fat man pondered for a moment and said, "You should have a chance to go back."
Bian Senlin's eyes lit up: "What do you mean?"
The fat man pulled out a tablet from the bookshelf behind him, and used the capacitive stylus to write and draw while analyzing with Bian Senlin.
"Judging from this person's behavior, he's most likely a guardian of time or space order."
"He can repair the spatial rifts and reverse time to a normal, unaccidental time to send you back. Perhaps he can also erase your memory."
"From this perspective, you and I exist in a linear space-time, but it makes sense that I don't have your memory."
Bian Senlin followed his train of thought and thought: "You mean, I might return to my normal time soon, but I will lose the memory of the accident."
The fat man nodded. "That's one of the guesses. At this stage, among humans' imaginations of time and space, there's also a widespread speculation about parallel time and space."
"Suppose an accident happens at a certain point in time and space. For example, you disappear in the original time and space, and that time and space splits into a new parallel time and space."
"And my time and space have added you. If the butterfly's wings flap hard enough, my time and space may also split into new parallel time and space."
The fat man looked towards Bian Senlin, his eyes, which looked a little swollen due to his weight, showed a serious look. "But these speculations are actually meaningless to the two of us. Neither you nor I can change anything."
"The person who saved you may come to you, or he may not. It may be a long time before you can go back, or you may not be able to go back at all."
"Then there's something more important for you to consider—how to survive here."
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