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Chapter 1432: Ending (4)
Chapter 1432: Ending (4)
Chapter 1432: Ending (4)
Time is in the autumn, and missed bones.
What's even more heartbreaking is that the person she missed is clearly right in front of her, but she missed others.
When Cui Xian accompanied Wei Sheng to the Yonggas Mountains again, Wei Sheng had already paid homage to his parents at the Chaonan City Cemetery, and looked for Yang Jiajia’s father’s residence, and sent a thick letter to Wei Sheng. According to Sheng, Yang Jiajia had already changed her mobile phone number when Yang Lichun passed away, and she is afraid it will not be difficult to forgive her.
And Wei Sheng did not intend to ask her for forgiveness. After all, there were some things that she could not forgive herself. The purpose of sending the letter was only to explain. The letter in the letter did not explain what she was in these years. What's wrong, I believe Yang Jiajia has seen the video of clearing her guilt, not to mention that she decides to leave after all, and it is always a sin to involve another person to be sad.
Hawking's experiment is still going on, Cyril greeted the door and said, "If you want me to say that it is better to terminate the experiment, your black Ferrari is very important in the experiment. Without it, I think it will be difficult to achieve the expected results, and Wei..."
He spoke half a sentence and looked at Cui Xian beside Wei Sheng with a complex expression.
"Stop the experiment." Wei Sheng said hoarsely, his windbreaker blowing in the wind of Wuthering Mountain.
Cyril wanted to persuade him again, he was stunned when he heard the words, and then he was overjoyed, "Tell me, Wei, you just said to terminate the experiment? Are you not going to go back?"
Wei Sheng turned to look at Cyril, then walked towards Hawking's tent.
Cyril opened his mouth and couldn't help feeling a little regretful. He didn't know her or didn't understand her, but he was more willing to tend to the selfishness of ordinary people, and selfishly didn't want her to return to that world, let alone if the phone really had a problem , Then wouldn't he be unable to contact her anymore?
Taking a step back, what if Wei Sheng really succeeded in his experiment, but passed through other successes? Now that the existence of parallel space-time or four-dimensional space has been confirmed to some extent, if Wei Sheng really makes mistakes in the experiment process, there will be a slight mistake...
Then she doesn't even have a mobile phone anymore, isn't it true that Tiantian shouldn't.
Cyril envisioned all kinds of possibilities, and these possibilities became the reason why he thought this experiment should not continue, but for Wei Sheng, I am afraid he was extremely disappointed.
"Oh! God, she must hate me..."
On Wei Sheng's proposal, Hawking temporarily suspended the experiment.
The next day, there was a downpour in the sky.
Wei Sheng sat in the tent from early morning to late afternoon. The rain still didn't mean to stop. She thought, if the night falls and the rain is still falling, it proves that God agrees with her plan and is willing to help her return to her. In the world.
This idea is a bit ridiculous, but it is the only idea that can comfort me.
She decided to try desperately, like the rainy night in 2014, rushing down the Yungas Mountains and appearing in the scorching sun of Hutai County.
There was this impulse four months ago, but at that time she only regarded it as an impulse. She didn't dare, and was afraid, always holding the thought of not waiting for a dead end. How could she think that four months have passed away? , Does it have to wait another three years to fail.
If the mobile phone is broken and can be repaired, more than a month is enough.
But obviously the situation was worse than she had expected. In four months, she also had a real experience of what it means to live like a year. She didn’t want to wait anymore. She didn’t want to wait anymore. She could almost think of Cui Xian and her parents in that world. What kind of state of mind will be after four months of disappearance.