The Earth is Online: 242. The Day of Earth Invisibility (Part 2)

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All day long, Tang Mo was quite absent-minded.

The library holds a morning meeting once a week, scheduled for Friday morning. He stood at the very corner of the team, and when the morning meeting had returned to his office, he heard Xiao Zhao and another young girl excitedly talking about the popular female singer Yu Yuzheng coming to Suzhou for a concert.

Going right to the window, the sunlight penetrated the eyes of the young black-haired man. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and Xiao Zhao happened to bypass him: "I have already grabbed the ticket. Although it is at the top of the mountain, there are too many people grabbing. My phone screen is almost broken before I grab it ..."

The breath of summer is getting stronger, Tang Mo couldn't help raising his hand to block the sunlight.

Walking through the rows of bookshelves, Tang Mo suddenly heard a low, quick whisper. As if someone was reading the sutra, the tone was violent, and he subconsciously thought of a person. When he walked over to look at it, it turned out to be a magic stick.

Yesterday I was still in a suit and said that I would go to Shanghai to see my daughter. I do n’t know what the result was. In short, the magic stick became the usual form again today.

He held a book "The Secret of the Disappearance of the Mayan Civilization". When he saw Tang Mo, he said excitedly: "Me and Shanshan had a meal, and she said goodbye next time."

Tang Mo was confused and turned his head to think: Shanshan is probably the daughter of Shen Bang.

After talking about her daughter, the **** stick held the book and danced with his hands: "Do you know the Mayan civilization? Eh, you must know," ask yourself, and do n’t need Tang Mo to intervene, "They disappeared overnight! A great one! The civilization disappeared overnight, do you know why? You certainly do n’t know! God exists in this world, God punishes them, and they are all gone! "

Tang Mo glanced at the **** stick lightly: "Mr. Chen, if you can, don't put the books in random, remember to put them back in the bookshelf." Don't increase our workload.

Tang Mo nodded politely and turned to leave. Behind him, the **** stick is still talking about the "Mayan civilization", "God's punishment", and "Humanity will perish overnight". Inexplicably, Tang Mo began to think: if there is anything that can make humans disappear overnight ...

Probably only aliens.

Walking back to his seat without expression, Tang Mo left this strange thought behind his head.

If there is anything that can make humans perish overnight, what kind of despair and dilemma will humans face then?

Nanjing, the Middle School Attached to Southern Normal University.

A blond foreign kid and classmates are taking physical education classes. He is joking with his female classmates and has not received the basketball from his classmates. The student said depressedly: "Edward, how can you, a foreigner, please girls more than we do!"

The blond boy said innocently: "They say they like me."

Wuxi, Taihu Happy Park.

The young man wearing silver silk glasses mercilessly pushed his cousin away, he smiled slightly: "Okay, if you want to go to the haunted house, it ’s useless to hug me. You might as well hug him, maybe it ’s true Some. "

Chai Rong, who was about to enter the haunted house, was frightened: "Hah?" There was a pause. "Wait, do I know you?"

An Chu also froze for a moment: "Just cousin, I do n’t know anyone at all."

Xiao Jitong pushed his glasses: "Then we seem to see each other in a year," smiled and bent his eyes, "Are we familiar?"

An Chu: "..."

Shanghai, Tongji University, the international student dormitory area.

A tall foreign boy and a blonde girl are walking in the boulevard, the latter asked curiously: "Jacks, I heard that the famous female singer of Huaxia is going to a concert in Suzhou, you go Is it? "

Beijing, No. 80 Middle School.

A pale boy lying silently on the table, covering his stomach and looking down at the ground. Gradually, his stomach became more and more painful. After a while, he stood up: "Teacher, I want to go to the infirmary."

The teacher nodded: "Be careful with your body. Ruan Wangshu, if you still feel uncomfortable next time, do n’t go to class. Your body is important."

The boy who walked out of the classroom paused, and then went on.

After arriving at the infirmary, the female doctor is playing a mobile game. Hearing the door open, he glanced back and then waved his hand: "It's you again, okay, lie down yourself. You know the disease anyway, and you can go back to class when you don't feel pain."

Ruan Wangshu looked at the nameplate on the chest of the female doctor: Li Miaomiao.

"Uh."

He walked obediently and lay down.

Schools, office buildings, factories, construction sites ...

Everything is so peaceful.

Will humans really perish?

Tang Mo soon forgot this nonsense. In the evening he returned home and got a courier box from the doorman, opened it and saw it as a concert ticket for Lian Yuzheng.

Tang Mo silently, board QQ.

[Grind: You sent the tickets? 】

The other party will reply soon.

【Victor: Well, my friend gave two tickets. I heard that this female singer will have a concert in Suzhou tomorrow? 】

Tang Mo: "..."

The tickets are all sent, of course there are concerts.

His eyes silently looked at the computer screen, looking at the line above. For a long time, Tang Mo raised his mouth, he said: [What clothes will you wear tomorrow. 】

【Victor: Guess. what do you wear? 】

Tang Mo replied without blinking: [Guess. 】

Both were silent for a while, but they did not ask this question in a tacit understanding.

【Victor: Do you want a game? 】

【Grinding: Good. 】

It seems that everything is right and nothing is wrong. Like every day and night in the past twenty-three years, Tang Mo slept very well this night, did not toss and turn, and did not expect to sleep hard. He fell asleep until dawn, just preparing to get dressed in the morning, and suddenly remembered that today is Saturday.

He gave himself a bowl of noodles.

When the noodles were eaten, the phone turned on, and he took it away.

【Fat man: I bought a house! 】

【You Ze Ze: I depend, you can afford a house in Shanghai? Fat man. 】

Speaking of a small group of three people called "Whoever goes first to buy a house and who is a dog".

Tang Mo ’s typing reply.

【First dog: Where did you buy it? 】

[Administrator "You Ze Ge" changed the comment of user "Fat" to "Second Dog". 】

【Second dog: Pudong! Second-hand! 】

The group chatted very happily. After Tang Mo finished eating noodles, everyone also booked to go to Shanghai next month to move the fat people.

The time went by very fast, and it was getting dark. Tang Mo changed a white shirt, put on jeans, and took the key to go out. While waiting for the elevator, he looked at the people in the mirror of the elevator, and somehow turned his hair. Realizing this, he froze himself first.

"... It's not a blind date."

The elevator "ding" opened, and the black-haired young man coughed awkwardly and entered the elevator.

The concert is about to start, and the black crowd is swarming towards the Suzhou Stadium. Tang Mo was not in a hurry. He waited for waves of boys and girls to rush into the stadium and looked at the light sticks waving in the other party's hand.

However, when passing the last stall, his eyes were attracted by a light hair accessory in the far corner.

It was a black headband with two little devil horn lightings tied with wire. Turn on the button, and the blue devil horn flashes. Tang Mo looked at the thing for a few seconds and seemed to remember something. He pulled out his phone from his pocket: "I want one."

Tang Mo's footsteps suddenly slowed down with the little blue devil's headband towards the agreed door.

Beside him, countless young men and women wore blue devil horns on their heads and walked happily into the stadium. In front of him, the dark crowd blocked the agreed "gate 23". At a glance, there were at least a hundred people.

The moonlight gently spreads, and the surrounding sounds are extremely noisy, but Tang Mo is unable to move.

After half a minute, he suddenly turned around and walked back against the flow of people. The concert ticket held in his hand was wrinkled, and when he walked out of the crowd, Tang Mo raised his head swiftly and stunned when he saw the man.

I saw a sparsely populated place. A tall and handsome man in black stood in front of the last stall with a blue devil horn lighting in his hand and looked at him quietly. He stood extremely upright, even standing among the cluttered merchants, like a straight aspen tree, with a distinctive bravery.

The eyes of the two are in the sky. At this moment, the wind seems to stop.

Tang Mo heard his heartbeat clearly.

Punt, Punt .........

The sound jumped fast.

For a long time, the man first walked on his slender legs in three steps. As the distance drew closer, breathing became rapid. A low male voice sounded in the cool wind, at this time it seemed that even the moonlight had become more magnificent.

"Grinding sugar."

The tone is positive, no doubt.

Tang Mo raised his head and raised an eyebrow: "Victor."

Victor chuckled and waved the little devil's horn in his hand: "I originally wanted to give it to you, you may wear it. But it seems that you already have it?"

Tang Mo: "..."

Put stuff into the other person ’s hand without changing his face: "Send it to you."

"..."

After giving each other something, there was a silence between them.

I do n’t know who made the first noise, Tang Mo reached out his hand: "Tang Mo."

Hearing these two words, the man read the name seriously in his heart. Then he reached out and smiled slightly: "... Fu Wenduo."

Tang Mo: "Go to the concert? Actually, I am not very familiar with this singer."

Fu Wenduo: "Then don't listen."

Tang Mo smiled: "Okay."

The two were out of step with the crowd and walked outside the stadium together. Suddenly, Tang Mo remembered a question: "How tall are you?"

Fu Wenduo: "185?" He didn't understand why the other party asked this question.

"... No."

Five centimeters high ...

When we walked outside the gymnasium, the cheerful and loud music sound had passed through the building and reached the road. Tang Mo reached out and wanted to stop a taxi. Fu Wenduo stood behind him and looked at him fixedly. After stopping for a while without stopping the car, Tang Mo remembered calling the car with the car calling software.

He finally found a taxi, as if he had noticed something, Tang Mo turned around, his eyes falling into the other person's deep eyes.

Some choked throat, Tang Mo: "What's wrong, what are you looking at?"

"Look at you."

The answer is extremely direct.

Tang Mo's fingers tightened: "Huh?"

Fu Wenduo: "A lot better than I thought."

After hearing this sentence, all the tense mood disappeared. Tang Mo smiled: "What do you think of me?"

"Wear glasses, not high, very white, very quiet. What do the southerners look like?"

"Then what I imagined you, did you guess."

"... Is this me?"

Tang Mo: "No."

Fu Wenduo: "What does that look like?"

"Guess what."

Fu Wenduo is about to speak, the car has arrived. He pulled the door open naturally, making Tang Mo advanced. When Tang Mo entered the car, he seemed to hear a word, which disappeared into the dark night with the gentle night breeze. Fu Wenduo's movement stopped for a moment, and when he went in again, he saw that the dark-haired young man was already sitting on the innermost side, leaning against the window and looking out the window.

The car started, the driver did n’t speak, only the rusty evening wind hit the glass.

『... You are also my favorite look. 』

Turning his head suddenly, Tang Mo opened his eyes wide and looked at the man beside him.

Fu Wenduo pressed his index finger against his lips and gently shushed.

The driver was still driving honestly, and he did not notice that the two young men sitting in the back seat of the car looked at each other and smiled at each other.

If humanity will die one day, what kind of despair will it face?

Tang Mo couldn't think of that answer.

But he knows that the person he likes has always liked himself deeply. And this person, he was unbiased and did not move forward, it just happened to be there at the most correct time. If this must be a feeling, it is destined.

No one thought that I had never liked it, and when you showed up, all the things I liked became you.

The car slowly drove away from the Suzhou Stadium and blended into the night.

Even Fu Wenduo did not expect that after he left the stadium, a young woman in a black leather jacket and ponytails pressed her own voice in a concert of 10,000 people. Ears, frowning: "You said who did you see?"

"Hee hee, Fu Wenduo, Major Fu. Ah wrong, I heard that he seems to be promoted to Lieutenant Colonel, that is Lieutenant Colonel Fu."

Mu Huixue: "..."

"Fly, do you really think we came to see the concert."

The baby-faced youth stood in the crowd and blinked in grievance: "Little deer, I really saw him."

Mu Huixue: "..."

"Can you call me this disgusting name."

"So what do you like? I only know your name is 'deer', maybe you can tell me your name, I'm very happy to call your name ..." The voice came to an abrupt halt, a few seconds later, Bai Ruoyao A smiling voice sounded: "At eight o'clock, the target person appears."

Mu Huixue's face sank: "Received."

This night, Lian Yuzheng's concert ended successfully. No one noticed that the director of the technical department of an IT foreign company had just been opened at the concert and was taken away by a baby-faced young man who was always smiling and a young woman who was always speechless.

This night, Russian Red Square.

The brawny man in plain clothes lifted his daughter into the air, exchanged a soft kiss with his wife, and participated in the annual festival.

Two college friends, John and Bell, are staying up late for their degree thesis in a university dormitory in the United States.

Takao Yamamoto finally negotiated a list in Shinsaibashi, Osaka, Japan, and did not leave the company until midnight.

Tang Mo did not understand the terrible physical strength of special forces this night. As the master, he took Fu Wenduo who was in Suzhou for the first time to visit Guanqian Street and Pingjiang Road. There was a thought in his heart: Victor seemed to be in good health, but he was not tired at all.

As soon as the thought arose, he forgot.

Half a year has passed, people who have had an intersection, and people who may never have an intersection in this life, ushered in a National Day and ushered in the autumn of the northern hemisphere.

Early morning.

Tang Mo reached out his hand from the quilt and turned off the alarm clock on his mobile phone. He didn't look good. He took the arms around his waist first, then walked out of the quilt and picked up the clothes on the ground. His back pain was terrible, and even though both parties were prepared for everything, he was not very comfortable for the first time.

Fortunately, foresight took a leave of absence yesterday. I do n’t have to go to work today. It was just that I didn't think about turning off the alarm clock last night. Now that he is awake, he can't sleep anymore.

He went to the kitchen and cooked some porridge for himself. Tang Mo leaned on the door and looked down at his life for the rest of his life.

Suddenly he raised his head and looked very quickly behind him. When the line of sight stopped at the other side, Tang Mo frowned: "You walk without sound."

Fu Wenduo entered the kitchen and began to cook. "Used, there can be no sound. What are you thinking?"

"Thinking about what we will do in the future."

Wen Yan, Fu Wenduo raised his head: "What should I do?"

Tang Mo laughed: "Mr. Victor, are you not going to be responsible."

Fu Wenduo: "This responsibility is a bit big, I am not very affordable. If you must bear it ..."

Tang Mo expressed his willingness to hear the details.

"I can exchange it with my second half of my life."

Tang Mo: "It seems not ... well ..."

The gentle kiss blocked the young man's next words, and Fu Wenduo's hand rubbed Tang Mo's waist quietly. In the small kitchen, porridge was cooked on the gas stove, and the man lowered his head and gently kissed the only person he loved in his life.

Lips and teeth are intertwined, like love, entwined together, unable to separate.

On the table, the two were eating porridge.

Fu Wenduo suddenly said: "Today is a special day."

Tang Mo was taken aback for a moment, took out his mobile phone and glanced at the time: "November 15th, I remember not your birthday?"

"It's the day you promised me to be together forever."

If the earth is not online, I still love you and will not change.