Dimensional Bookstore

“It is reported that there has been new progress in the 112 drug trafficking case in S City, which is suspected to be exposed by Skynet…”

“Recently, the suspects of the major terrorist attack in our city have been arrested by the public security organs. According to the police who carried out the arrest operation, there is also the shadow of Skynet behind this operation…”

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“According to a report recently released by the public security organs, with the help of Skynet, our country’s crime clearance rate has reached an astonishing 98% last year…”

“According to the white paper released by the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences yesterday, our country’s crime rate hit a record low last year. In the crime rate ranking of various countries issued by the United Nations last month, China has taken It has replaced Sweden and become the country with the lowest crime rate in the world. Professor Wang of the Academy of Social Sciences said that Skynet has made an indelible contribution to the fight against crime..."

"Since the birth of Skynet fifteen years ago, there have been many mysteries surrounding this website. It is a ghost rooted in the Internet, and no crime can be hidden from its eyes. In the past ten years, domestic and foreign experts have never given up the exploration and speculation of this website. Recently, Academician Li Congbo of the National Academy of Sciences made a bold guess about Skynet. He believes that Skynet does not belong to any force, nor is it operated by humans. It is an intelligent Al that has basic cognitive ability and wisdom..."

Mai Dong turned off the TV screen, walked to the French window, and looked down at the traffic below.

His apartment is on the 23rd floor. Looking down from this height, people are only as big as ants, and the noise of the world is far away from him.

Today's world is also very peaceful.

Since the emergence of Skynet, an omniscient and omnipresent ghost wandering on the Internet, the crime rate in China has been declining year by year. Countless criminals have fled abroad because of this, and countless people who desire a stable life want to immigrate to China. China has slowly become a hell for bad people and a paradise for good people.

In the past fifteen years, countries around the world have been investigating the details of Skynet; countless people hate Skynet and want to find the person behind the scenes to crush him to ashes; countless people publicize that Skynet's infringement of privacy rights is a challenge to the rule of law, and the debate on the good and evil of Skynet has lasted for nearly ten years...

Then fifteen years have passed, Skynet is still operating for free, and the person behind it has never surfaced. It was only recently that there was a new speculation that Skynet is actually operated by an intelligent AI, so it can be absolutely fair and selfless.

Mai Dong has never told anyone that he has always had a doubt in his heart.

From the first time he logged on to the Skynet website and saw a familiar name in the criminal's profile information, he remembered that cold moonlit night.

In the blood and tears of the ghosts, the cold immortal stood on the corridor with a sword, isolated from the world, with the moonlight shining in his eyes.

This glimpse made him miss it for many years.

Not long after that night, Skynet went online.

From then on, the sky was bright and the sea was peaceful and the river was clear.

In his heart, he always thought that Skynet was the work of that person, because the timing was too coincidental, because of his admiration for that person, because that person was his benefactor, and because of the little thought in his heart.

He left in a hurry that day, but he didn't expect it to be the last time they saw each other. Le Jing and the bookstore disappeared together, as if they had never appeared.

So, he would rather believe that the person behind Skynet was Le Jing. This at least proves that he still exists in a corner of this world and has never left.

When he thought of that person, his alcohol addiction came back.

He picked up the remaining wine from yesterday's drink on the small table under his feet and poured it into the white porcelain cup. The wine was clear. He shook the cup and exuded a faint aroma of wine.

He raised the wine glass and knocked on the glass of the French window, "This first cup, I wish the country peace and prosperity, and the sea is peaceful and the river is clear." He raised his head and swallowed it in one gulp.

"This second cup, I wish me good health and a long life." He gently wiped the wet marks from the corners of his mouth with his thumb.

"This third cup..." He leaned his forehead against the glass, his eyes bright, he tapped the glass gently, silently speaking the delusion that had been hidden in his heart for more than ten years: "May you and I be like the swallows on the beam, and see each other every year."

When he was slightly drunk, he thought of that night again.

The man helped him up from his knees, looked at him with pity, and whispered in his ear: "I will avenge you."

It's true... You can't meet someone too amazing when you are young.

He sat by the window and drank by himself.

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When Dai Xuanxiao picked up the dirty clothes from her daughter's bed and was about to throw them into the washing machine, her eyes accidentally glanced at the computer interface her daughter was browsing, and her movements froze. When she reacted, she had already walked behind her daughter, and her nostalgic eyes were connected to the familiar and unfamiliar photos one after another, and a sour ripple appeared in her heart.

Dai Meng turned her head and saw her mother's eyes with tears in her eyes. She couldn't help but exclaimed: "Mom? What's wrong with you?" She hurriedly found a tissue on the desk and handed it over.

Dai Xuanxiao took the tissue and wiped her eyes, then explained to her frightened daughter, "I'm fine. Mom just felt a little sad when she saw the actor she liked when she was young."

Dai Meng glanced at the photo on the post she had just read. This was a review post, which reviewed all the amazing handsome men in ancient costumes in the past twenty years. The one she was just reading was Jun Fushen, who ranked seventh. It was said that he was a bitter male supporting role in the drama "Zhen Meng Shan He". The drama received mediocre responses from the male and female protagonists, but the supporting role Jun Fushen, who had few scenes, broke through the siege and became a hot role that year. His actor Le Jing also became a popular young actor in the entertainment industry at that time. However, Le Jing only played this one role and soon disappeared from the entertainment industry. Now only some older fans still miss him.

"Is this my mother's idol when she was young?"

Dai Xuanxiao nodded. Thinking about the past, she couldn't help but feel a little complicated. When her confession was rejected, she was really sad and lost for a while. But sexual orientation cannot be changed, so she slowly cheered up.

But she didn't expect that Le Jing would disappear from the world after meeting in the store that time. No one knew where he was.

It was a long time later that she learned his identity from her good friend Yin Guxiao.

Immortal.

In myths and legends, an immortal who could move mountains and seas, transplant flowers and trees, and was omnipotent. No wonder he played Jun Fushen so well, because he played himself.

"I used to like him." She smiled and said to her daughter: "He was a very popular actor in our era..."

Whether he was an immortal or a human, it was a magnificent dream of her youth that began and ended in ordinary.

Her dream had long been awakened.

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"What time is it? Why don't you change your clothes?" The woman in black Taoist robes came out of the bedroom, picked up the remote control and turned off the TV screen, and urged the man in casual clothes sitting on the sofa: "Hurry up, hurry up, do you want to be late?"

The man, Xuan Xin, smiled helplessly and reminded his wife: "It's only seven o'clock now, and the peace talks will be held at ten o'clock, and there are still three hours."

Yin Gu smiled and sighed, sat down next to her husband, and leaned her head gently on Xuan Xin's shoulder, looking at the black screen of the TV in a trance.

"What's wrong? Are you still nervous?" Xuan Xin asked.

Yin Guxiao nodded silently, his voice a little tired: "In the past fifteen years, we have had countless conflicts with the fairy world. In the most serious years, we were ready for war. Fortunately, the uprising army in the fairy world attacked Huanglong last year and completely occupied the capital of the fairy world, forcing the Jade Emperor to sign the "Heavenly Court Constitution". As a result, the Heavenly Court became a constitutional monarchy, and we were able to sign a peace treaty today."

Xuan Xin reached out and put his wife's cold hand on her, his voice pretending to be relaxed and happy: "Although the road is bumpy, the ending is good, and we will get better and better in the future."

Yin Guxiao slowly exhaled, and she suddenly asked her husband a random question: "Do you think all this is within his expectations?"

Although she did not say his name, with the unique tacit understanding between the two, Xuan Xin immediately understood who that "he" was. He thought for a while and smiled bitterly: "I don't know either."

Yin Guxiao stared at her figure reflected on the TV screen, and couldn't help but be a little stunned. So many years have passed in the blink of an eye. She also transformed from an ignorant girl to a mature and capable person.

Time is a thief...

Thinking of that incredible day, Xuan Xin couldn't help but miss it a little. Over the years, he sometimes even wondered if that day was just a dream.

But the words "I'll wait for you in the future" were too clear for him to regard it as a dream.

Over the years, he has never given up investigating Le Jing. There are too many mysteries about this man who runs a bookstore in an inconspicuous alley. He is a bookstore owner, he is an immortal, he is an actor, and finally, he is a time traveler. He stayed in this world for less than two years, but the mark he left behind is still affecting the world even now, fifteen years later.

Over the years, he has heard about the man from many people.

The immortal cultivation techniques sold in his bookstore have made up for the gaps in the relevant fields of the mortal cultivation world. In the past ten years, I don't know how many cultivators have made further progress with it. In the word of mouth over the years, there are countless legends about this store, which has become part of the urban ghost story.

Many fans still miss the cold and elegant white monk Jun Fushen he played. Every time the forum counts handsome men in ancient costumes, it is inseparable from the photo of Jun Fushen playing the piano with his eyes closed and smiling at the moon. Jun Fushen has undoubtedly become a classic image in ancient costume dramas.

There is also a wanted list for him in the fairy world - according to reliable information, Le Jing is the "culprit" for the widespread circulation of those subversive books in the fairy world. And the far-reaching influence of those books is also reflected today. The birth of the "Heavenly Court Act" was influenced by the "Bill of Rights" and "Constitution of the Empire of Japan".

This man only stayed in this world for less than two years, but he deeply affected the progress of their world.

Xuan Xin lowered her eyes, hiding the emotion in her eyes: "It's been 15 years, how far in the future do you think he will be waiting for us?"

Yin Guxiao held her husband's hand tightly, saying to him and herself: "As long as we live seriously and hard, one day we can walk to his side with a clear conscience and a smile."

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Xie Changsheng put on his coat, carefully tidied the wrinkles on his clothes, and smiled with satisfaction at his energetic self in the mirror.

At today's peace talks, as a diplomat of the new government of the Heavenly Court, he has a tough battle to fight.

After today, Xie Changsheng will go down in history.

He will die, but he will live forever in history.

This immortality is not given by immortals, but earned by himself!

Who would have thought that he, a male prostitute, could become a decent diplomat one day? After having a full stomach, he finally got the respectability and dignity he had longed for for many years.

It can only be said that things are impermanent and fate is fickle.

Perhaps because today is a glorious day for him, he couldn't help but think of the person he hadn't thought about for a long time.

The person who promised to remember his name for the rest of his life.

Now he is a celebrity of all sizes. His legendary experience often appears on TV and newspapers. Countless people remember his name and his legendary past from a male prostitute to a diplomat. What they remember is his legend and his life experience, not him as a person.

Only that person remembers Xie Changsheng.

Even though he was in a state of desolation and was like mud that was about to be trampled on by others, that person did not look down on him at all.

He respected him as a human being.

This respect drove him to grit his teeth and move forward, supporting him to stand up with his chest and head held high, and live like a human being.

And he never saw that person again.

Today was the most glorious moment of his life, and he really wanted to let that person see it.

He put on his clothes and walked out.

The sky was clear and the sun was warm.

The harsh winter had passed, and the winter jasmine flowers were blooming.