Long talk
Everyone looked at Fan Siwen and shook their heads, indicating that they were wrong.
"If we had a signal, everyone would have spoken up by now."
No one responded to Fan Siwen with their voice; only the girl's words seemed unintentional in this dark place.
“Okay.” Fan Siwen carefully examined everyone’s expressions, and when she returned, her face was full of disappointment.
Shaking his head at the two of them, Fan Siwen's face showed helplessness after failure for the first time.
Mo Yang had never seen this kind of emotion before.
Time seemed to stand still again. No one made a sound, and no one had the strength to do anything outrageous. Twelve hours had passed since they were trapped here. If this continued, they would be mentally broken.
Were they abandoned?
Does anyone outside care whether they live or die?
Mo Yang suddenly felt that everyone here had become him, the version of himself who had transmigrated to another world.
They all became people abandoned by the world.
Compared to others, he felt it even more intensely.
He was a man abandoned by two worlds.
If he knew that in this world today, he had been officially declared by the entire world to be the chief scientist guilty of treason.
He truly had no face to continue living.
After all, for scientists, this reputation is something that cannot be tarnished under any circumstances.
Time ticks by, and although there are no hands to keep precise time, a clock runs in everyone's heart, but the final position that clock points to is different for each person.
This was the first time Mo Yang had ever felt so desolate.
Before, he felt he had been through everything and had nothing to fear. But now, with everything calming down, a group of people faced the end of their lives, and he was powerless to do anything more. He felt like a failure.
Does she really want to watch the two boys, and her, perish here with her?
He always felt that this result was not acceptable to anyone.
Mo Yang stood up, preparing to go outside to see what was happening.
Seeing this, Fan Siwen followed.
"What are you going to do?"
"Let's go out and take a look."
"Can you really see people by looking?"
"Perhaps..."
Mo Yang's voice lacked strength and emotion, but was filled with helplessness and resentment.
In the movie Titanic, the male protagonist was able to save the female protagonist, so why does he have to face the situation of watching others die without being able to do anything about it again?
It took a lot of effort to climb out completely. There were even more layers of fine sand outside than during the day.
Looking outside, where it had already darkened, and upon closer inspection, there was no trace of movement in the sky.
Mo Yang felt somewhat disheartened.
"This is the first time you've seen what the outside world looks like, isn't it?"
Fan Siwen found a place to sit down, looked at the vast night sky, and started chatting with the person, while also trying to comfort him.
The man didn't seem very enthusiastic and simply sat down. "This is the second time. Last time we came out for some fresh air."
"Such a good thing? When I was here, why wasn't there the option of ventilation? Back then, I felt like we were even worse off than the prisoners in jail." Fan Siwen's expression was unusually excited.
"He also came out secretly." Mo Yang's voice was neither cold nor indifferent.
"Huh?" Fan Siwen was completely shocked when he heard this, his jaw dropping wide.
"We applied for this right at the time, but it wasn't approved, so..."
"So you led everyone out secretly, that's really something. No wonder you guys seemed so comfortable outside, you've already gotten used to the sand here."
Fan Siwen's tone of voice remains irresistibly funny, no matter the situation.
"We've only been out for a few minutes," Mo Yang said calmly.
"Why not stay a little longer? The nights here are quite beautiful." As Fan Siwen said this, her eyes were gazing at the distant starry sky, which was faintly visible.
"We felt that it would be more wonderful to imagine ourselves in space than to look at the outside environment."
"That's true."
Fan Siwen sighed in agreement.
"Why didn't you choose astronomy as your major back then?" Fan Siwen changed the subject without any trace of a change in topic.
"Why? It's similar to why you chose astronomy in the first place."
"Because you like it?"
"Yes. To be precise, because she likes it."
"who is he?"
Fan Siwen was puzzled.
"Actually, I've been married."
Looking at the fine sand in the distance, Mo Yang told others about his background and the secrets buried deep in his heart.
"I know you must have been married before, but you never mentioned it to me, so I didn't ask."
"Oh. Do you know who I married?"
"How would I know?" Fan Siwen said honestly.
"Actually, just like Mo Yang, we are the same person, and our fates are similar. He chose to be with Chen Lili, and I also chose to start a family with Chen Lili."
"What?" Fan Siwen felt that what Mo Yang had just said was even more surprising than what had just shocked her. "What can I say? You two are really infatuated. Hmm." Before leaving, Fan Siwen confirmed her words.
“Sometimes I wonder how much we have in common, and how many different life experiences we will have. It’s like I watched her die in front of me, and now, will he also watch her perish in front of him?”
"It's not certain who will die first."
Fan Siwen's words sounded like she was trying to comfort someone, but they lacked any real strength or comforting power.
Mo Yang glared at Fan Siwen as if he were a ghost, then continued, "Don't we deserve any other ending?"
"That's hard to say. It depends on your environment and the people you associate with. Look, Mo Yang, like you, chose to do experimental research, so he couldn't avoid this kind of ending. If he had made other choices, the outcome would definitely have been different."
"Then I won't be able to run into Chen Lili."
“Yes, that’s exactly what I meant.” Fan Siwen spoke as if he were gritting his teeth.
...
Before I knew it, I was chatting with Fan Siwen outside until late at night.
Their conversation ranged from the truths of life to the exploration of the universe, from interstellar travel to future life.
In short, there is nothing Fan Siwen doesn't understand, and nothing he can't talk about.
And so, as if in the future, the two of them talked, chatted, relieved their boredom, and crossed a certain important moment together.
It was already night when we walked back to the base.
A few people stayed behind to keep watch, while the rest of the people made their own beds and lay down to rest.
The two of them tiptoed inside, looking for a place to settle down.
Suddenly a bright light flashed.
Mo Yang looked over and saw Chen Lili asleep.
Somehow, her phone was set up so that it provided them with a little light in the night.
She has always been like this, always appearing when he needs her, her presence like the twinkling starlight that illuminates his entire world.
A drafty spot at night is not as comfortable to sleep in as usual.
There will always be a wisp of wind sneaking in, nagging you to snug under the covers a little tighter.
Looking to the future, if we think about it in a more optimistic way, we can hold onto this food and wait for the rescuers to arrive.
However, to put it less ideally, they may fall ill for various reasons, and various other situations may occur, eventually leading to their departure from this world one day.
If they packed up their rations and left the desert in a large group, what a determination they must have had to choose to die, considering they had no equipment to spend the night in the desert.
He tried countless methods, but Mo Yang felt there was none more practical that could save their lives and allow them to survive.
It's like there's never a single best solution that's the version you're most satisfied with in your life.
There's always a mix of good and bad in it, making it difficult for you to give an objective judgment right away.
I couldn't sleep all night.
Mo Yang didn't know what the current flow of time was like; it seemed that his normal biological clock was suddenly not working at this moment.
One night felt like two days had passed, an unusually long time.
The people sleeping everywhere are telling the story of the current situation here, and it has become extremely difficult to forget them even if you try to.
He didn't know how many times he had gotten up in the middle of the night. He stood in front of the brightly lit machine, staring at the screen, hoping to see that familiar reply that would still surprise and excite him in the same place he knew so well.
After staring at the screen for an unknown amount of time, a series of flashing signals prompted Mo Yang to press the confirmation button immediately.
A single line of small print, simple yet resolute: "Message received, personnel await evacuation."
Mo Yang wanted to share his emotions, but looking around, there was no one he could share them with.
A faint smile curved her lips. It's alright, at least they're saved now.
After seeing Fan Siwen off, Huang Zhongqian's office suddenly became unusually noisy for some reason.
There are more people here expressing their dissatisfaction with the outcome than those who are filing complaints.
Huang Zhongqian looked at the office, which had never had so many people before, now noisy and bustling like a vegetable market, and felt a headache coming on.
Xiao Zhang knocked on the door.
When Huang Zhongqian saw the man standing at the door, he felt as if he had seen a savior and quickly called him in.
"So, have you found out who bombed it?"
The bombing of a key national research base by unidentified individuals is even more humiliating than the exposure of the nation's assets.
"Quiet down, everyone! What time is it? Why are you still harping on such petty matters?"
"But we can't just turn a blind eye and do nothing about the people who have been arrested."
"Yes, they all dedicated their lives to serving the country, and now they've been wrongly arrested and taken away, and so many of them at once! What are we supposed to do?"
Huang Zhongqian's head was spinning. He ignored everyone and walked out on his own. Xiao Zhang followed him, leaving the room full of people looking at each other, with no one to hold on to.
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