Terror broadcast

It was a very hot day, but the maximum temperature stubbornly stayed at 39 degrees, because it would be a bit troublesome to reach 40 degrees.

When I walked out of the office building, I felt a heat wave as soon as I came out.

Liu Mengyu frowned slightly. Every time at this time, she missed life in Chengdu. Of course, Chengdu, as a plain city in a basin, should also be very hot at this time, but driving out of the city into the mountains, there are many scenic spots to visit. Stopping here or even staying there permanently to escape the heat, however, is a luxury in the eastern coastal plain.

The black car still parked at the door on time, waiting to pick her up. It was a tacit understanding the two had developed over the years. But this time, when Liu Mengyu got into the car, she rarely took the initiative to say:

"I thought you wouldn't come today."

"Actually, I didn't go to take orders all afternoon. I was just painting and writing at home." Su Yuhang was wearing a dark yellow gown. It was the kind of clothing worn by "Kong Yiji" in Mr. Lu Xun's works, but it was worn on Su Yuhang But he didn't look shabby or embarrassed at all. Instead, he really looked like a celebrity from the Republic of China, even though this celebrity was a coachman.

Liu Mengyu nodded. She knew that this might be Su Yuhang's character. Even if Su Yuhang puts his own main consciousness to sleep and uses several other separate consciousnesses to maintain operation, in the final analysis, each simple consciousness will After all, it was also Su Yuhang himself.

The medicine introduction is almost ready, and the timing is about the same, which means that these consciousnesses that were originally responsible for activities when the main consciousness is sleeping will be erased as the main consciousness wakes up, but he seems to be very calm and unhurried.

Yes, if he is nervous, uneasy, angry, hesitant, and loses his sense of proportion at this time, then he is not worthy of the name "Su Yuhang"; Liu Mengyu thought in his heart.

"No barbecue today?" Su Yuhang asked. Every night after get off work, Liu Mengyu was used to eating some late-night snacks. It's like he likes to draw and write. People have to do something interesting. There is a feeling that I am still alive.

"Go home and cook." Liu Mengyu said.

"Twenty years... oh no, it seems like this is the first time in your life that you plan to cook?" Su Yuhang joked with a smile.

Liu Mengyu stopped talking. Su Yuhang drove the car to the entrance of the vegetable market and stopped. Liu Mengyu got out of the car, and Su Yuhang got out of the car with him.

The two of them didn't stay in the market for long, because Liu Mengyu only bought a few kilograms of water and some onions, ginger, and garlic.

But Su Yuhang was not dissatisfied at all. He just kept following her with a smile. After buying, they got in the car and went home.

Chop the green onions, boil cold water, drip some oil, put it under the water, wait until the noodles are fragrant, then take it out and put it into a bowl with seasonings, pour the soup over it and serve it.

The two people sitting at the table both have a bowl of noodles in front of them. It can be regarded as vegetarian noodles. If you don't sprinkle a few drops of oil, it would be extremely vegetarian. The vegetarian noodles sold in the temple will also put a vegetarian chicken on it. It is garnished with green vegetables and other things, but these two bowls of noodles are extremely simple.

"Are you thanking me or him?" Su Yuhang picked up the chopsticks and asked first without rushing to eat.

"Is there any difference?" Liu Mengyu looked at Su Yuhang sitting across the table from him, "Aren't you him, and aren't he you?"

"It's essentially right, but at this time, I still hope to make a difference. I am Su Yuhang, and he is also Su Yuhang, but he can't eat the noodles you made by yourself." Su Yuhang lowered his head and smelled it. It smelled delicious, and there was a look of satisfaction on his face.

Liu Mengyu was silent, her subject consciousness did not fall asleep, because the man did everything for her. The subject consciousness fell asleep so that the other consciousnesses could work more undisturbed. He did the work of several people by himself. Monitoring broadcasts, monitoring life, monitoring drug introduction, etc., and she only needs to be responsible for being bored every day.

At the beginning, this is what he told her: You have given birth to two children for me, and I have to do these things.

He is a very hypocritical person, and also a very disgusting person. This is Liu Mengyu's evaluation of Su Yuhang, a person who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, and who doesn't even have the slightest bottom line to speak of, a person of the same kind as himself.

"If you don't eat it, I'll throw it away."

Liu Mengyu said as his face was getting cold.

"I eat, I eat."

Su Yuhang started eating noodles. He ate very quickly and was very satisfied. There is a custom in Japan that the louder the sound when eating and the uglier the food looks, the more it proves your love for this dish and your knowledge of making it. A meal of respect.

For a person who has been influenced by a culture beyond ordinary people since childhood, eating like this is perhaps the first time in his life for Su Yuhang. Liu Mengyu remembered that when the two of them were just ordinary listeners, they were embarrassed in a story world. When it came to eating the meat of the carrion, Su Yuhang slowly cut the carrion meat into thin slices with a knife and ate it carefully like sashimi. He also gobbled the meat around him and forced himself to swallow this disgusting thing. The audience was very dismissive of the idea of ​​a quick meal to replenish energy.

This is a man who values ​​style above all else.

A bowl of noodles, without being eaten, would disappear very quickly. Su Yuhang even drank the noodle soup, then patted his belly in a very unimpressive manner and said:

"Thanks."

Over the years, he has been by her side, and he is a glimpse of the real Su Yuhang. He is Su Yuhang, and Su Yuhang is him. But as he said just now, sometimes Liu Mengyu seems to think of him in a trance. An independent person, an ordinary person also named Su Yuhang.

When she experiences life, he is there to help her. When she gets off work, she comes to pick her up. When she paints, he accompanies her as a photographer. The two of them are a harmonious couple in the eyes of countless different people in countless scenes, but she Both he and he knew that it was impossible and unnecessary for the two of them.

Although this road is lonely, neither of them are timid people. In fact, on the contrary, being able to become the best among the listeners has shown that they are strong-minded and stand up to the broadcast as listeners. Being on the opposite side of the broadcast further proves what kind of rebels they are.

This is not the slogan "I have no control over my fate" that the two of them like to shout. After all, only listeners can deeply taste and realize the horror of radio, and only listeners can truly understand the word "resistance" The real pressure involved.

"The medicine introduction is about to be ready." Su Yuhang suddenly said. He only learned the news through another person who was responsible for monitoring the broadcast, but he knew that she could know because she did not have separate consciousness. Her true self.

So, she made him a bowl of noodles,

This is farewell,

Maybe some thanks,

It is also an ending.

She probably wasn't the one she wanted to say goodbye to, even though he had been with her for twenty years like an ordinary person.

This is not a sad TV series. The pure love story and the drama and drama between men and women will not be staged between him and her. Just as she understands him, he also understands her.

He knew how heartless she was, how selfish she was, and how indifferent she was. She could even use up her own sister and then watch her rot. She was so indifferent to family affection that she didn't even exist at all. Motherhood is her truest portrayal.

Therefore, he does not think that the point of this bowl of noodles is for him, but for her to commemorate these twenty years of seemingly ordinary life, twenty years of boring, twenty years of boredom, twenty years of waiting, and even Say yes, twenty years of torture.

"I heard a piece of news today. It happened in Xiaoshiqiao. A guy with psychotic delusions locked himself in a safe and died of hunger and thirst inside."

Su Yuhang would tell her some news and stories he heard every day to enrich his life, but today's story obviously has a different flavor.

"I've always been curious, why are you so..." Liu Mengyu paused, seeming to organize her words. After a while, she continued, "There is deep love and deep meaning."

"It's just appreciation." Su Yuhang stretched out his hand and rubbed it gently on the table, "A person who can make Broadcast so afraid that he has to kill him by accident.

He made a bet with me that radio wouldn't accept him as a listener under normal rules, and he won, and then he died. "

"He is very good." Liu Mengyu said that the young master's experiment was the most important part of the two of them's plan, and even the starting point of their plan.

"When I learned of his death, I went to his villa and looked at his emaciated body. Then in the safe, I saw a few lines of words he left behind, and I bit my finger to write them. words."

"You never told me about this." Liu Mengyu said.

"I want to wait until today." Su Yuhang said, "At least today can prove that his research and our plan have seen the dawn of success."

"Well, you continue."

"The first sentence is: He is really afraid of me.

The second sentence is: I feel like I am standing side by side with two kings. "

"No more?" Liu Mengyu asked.

"One more thing."

"What is it?"

"Piss, it tastes really bad."