Miss, you are my future wife

Chapter 241 Ripples on the Dirac Sea
"I... I, this photo... this photo...?" Shen Jie continued to grab her hair: "Yes... yes... yes... I took it with you, in Qingpu District? And, with another girl, the three of you...?" Shen Jie desperately recalled.

"Yes." Xiao Yao was very surprised: "You, how did you know?"

"Yu Luying, is it the Yu Luying you mentioned, right?" Shen Jie said, "The two of us went to Qingpu with Yu Luying, and we lived together without a car or a house at night, but we were caught by the teacher..."

"Can you remember?!" Xiao Yao shouted excitedly.

"Teacher? Is that your teacher? But that's not Teacher Yao..." Shen Jie said, "I clearly remember that you told me that there was only one class teacher in your third year of high school, named Yao..."

"Uh, this matter is a little complicated to explain." Xiao Yao said.

"You, you went to Dongru some time ago, and you were with this Yu Luying, right?" Shen Jie closed her eyes and said with a depressed face: "I, I was locked up at home? I saw it, but I couldn't see it." clear."

……

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About half an hour—maybe an hour later, Shen Jie's mental state stabilized slightly.

Immediately afterwards, she proposed to go back to another house to get her marriage certificate.

"You look like this, can you drive?" Xiao Yao worried about her safety and grabbed her.

"Little brother," Shen Jie put on her pair of sunglasses again, showing a confident smile: "You underestimate my sister's ability to control emotions, don't you?"

Hmm...it was okay when I was young, but now...

It's not that I don't believe you, it's mainly because I didn't quite see it during the few hours we met.

Just as Shen Jie was about to go out, Shen Tianyun came back from buying cigarettes, and Xiao Yao went to the soap shop to bake pancakes for her daughter. At this moment, Yu Luying called.

"Little, little apple~" Xiao Yao said, "What's the matter?"

"What's the matter?" Yu Luying said, "I came back from the western suburbs, and I can't get through to you!"

"How?" Xiao Yao tilted his neck to the left, clamping the phone on his left shoulder.

"Come out and talk, I don't want to talk on the phone." Yu Luying said, "How is the situation over there?"

"It's too difficult to explain in words, the situation is getting more and more complicated," Xiao Yao turned the biscuit over again: "Then let's talk about it when we meet."

"Well," Yu Luying said, "Come here."

Xiao Yao was startled: "Now?"

"Otherwise?" Yu Luying said.

"No, now, I..." Xiao Yao put a biscuit on the plate, desperately making up the reason why it is inconvenient to go out.

Now he wants to have a good time with his daughter, and Shen Jie is going to get the marriage certificate. She said that it only takes three to four 10 minutes to drive back and forth, and she really doesn't want to leave right now.

"What's the matter with you?" Yu Luying asked Xiao Yao.

"No, why don't we talk on the phone first." Xiao Yao said.

"What's the matter with you?" Yu Luying was upset: "Okay, I ran around for your affairs, but now I'm unilaterally active?"

After saying this, Yu Luying put down the phone.

This girl... Really, Xiao Yao thought angrily and amusedly: before he kept saying "it's not for you", "I'm for Shen Jie", "it's about the three of us", now it's "I'm for you" thing"?

Xiao Yao wiped his hands on the rag on the stove, and called Yu Luying back, planning to tell her that he would go there immediately.

The call was rejected.

Call again, refuse to answer again.

Too noisy!sleep well! ! !

Mu Fadu, Xiao Yao decided to send these two warm biscuits to Shen Tianyun, and then asked her to tell Shen Jie, and then he went straight out and killed Yu Luying's house.

As soon as he picked up the plate and was about to send it to Shen Tianyun, there was a knock on the door of the Zaopian Room.

To be precise, it was kicked.

my mom...

Xiao Yao opened the door, and Yu Luying came up with a punch.

Obviously it was face to face, but this punch hit the back.

Then, he raised his foot and kicked lightly on the calf.

"Okay, okay..." Xiao Yao tried his best to maintain his balance, not letting the biscuits fall to the ground: "What's the matter with you kid today? The world is so beautiful, but you are so irritable. This is not good, not good."

Yu Luying honestly and unceremoniously reached out her hand to take a piece of sesame seed cake, opened her mouth to bite, and then widened her eyes: "Mmm——! Delicious!"

"Really?" Xiao Yao said happily, "Is the fire just right?"

"Yes!" Yu Luying said, "It feels like it just came out of the oven—a little bit!"

"That's great," Xiao Yao said with a smile, "Do you know why Dongru Biscuits are delicious? Because the bread inside is love."

"Anyway, it's not love for me," Yu Luying said while walking into the room: "I knew you were baking biscuits, I can smell it at home."

"Don't, don't, don't, don't..." Xiao Yao stopped her: "Don't go in yet."

"What are you doing?" Yu Luying asked intentionally, "Is there a woman inside?"

"It's not necessary," Xiao Yao said with a bitter face, "What if Tianyun suddenly shows up? You even ate her cake—and Shen Jie."

"What's wrong with sister?" Yu Luying said disapprovingly, "I just want to see my sister."

"Tsk, are you stupid?" Xiao Yao stretched out his index finger and pushed Yu Luying's forehead: "Little Shen Jie approved the cheating with you, but the Shen Jie inside didn't know about it, what would she think?"

"Then go see her as an ordinary friend. What's the matter?" Yu Luying said disapprovingly, "What else is cheating? It's so ugly!"

Having said that, Yu Luying stopped in her tracks, stood between the soap flakes and continued to eat her biscuits, without any intention of giving Shen Tianyun a piece.

"Whether it sounds ugly or not, it's actually cheating," Xiao Yao said, "Let me tell you, she has already remembered a little bit."

"What did you remember?" Yu Luying said inexplicably, "What did you remember?"

Xiao Yao took Yu Luying's hand and went out, and the two wandered casually until they came to a small river.

This river should not be a tributary of the Suzhou River, because it is very clear and has no peculiar smell at all. Xiao Yao and Yu Luying often came here to play together in the first semester of high school.

At this time, it was the time when the sun was setting, and the soft sunlight sprinkled on the side of the small river, reflecting a charming scenery.

The water of the small river is slow and crystal clear, like a mirror-like ribbon.The breeze blew by, gently swaying the water surface, causing ripples, and the tiny ripples shone golden in the setting sun.

There is a big slope from the embankment to the road. Standing by the river and looking back, it is a small slope.There is no third person in the field of vision, like an outdoor private space.

Xiao Yao always felt that it was a "lucky" thing to find such a "paradise" that was "isolated" in the center of the city, and what was lacking was only beautiful women.

Of course, there is no shortage now.

This side of the river bank is covered with a variety of verdant plants, from weeping willows to delicate flowers, adding life and color to the whole scenery.The willow branches hang down on the water, swaying gently, as if playing a piece of light music for the river.

Under the reflection of the setting sun, the high-rise buildings in the distance are gradually dyed with a layer of orange-red halo.The sky is gradually becoming soft pink and light blue intertwined, like a gorgeous watercolor painting.

Xiao Yao and Yu Luying sat quietly on the stones by the river, the breeze caressing their cheeks, Yu Luying was wearing a pair of big and thick slippers, barefoot without socks, at this moment, she was putting the slippers on On one side, gently moving the surface of the water with her little feet.

Xiao Yao picked up a few small stones around him, aimed at the center of the river, and made a splash.

The stone whizzed away from his fingertips and quickly flew towards the river.

It draws a graceful arc in the air, time seems to slow down, and Xiao Yao can clearly see its trajectory—as if dancing in slow motion.

Eventually, the pebbles meet the surface of the water.At this moment, the water splashed, and the water droplets jumped in the air, emitting fine water vapor.The water spray spread out, forming a circular ripple, spreading outward like ripples.

The stone didn't stop its footsteps, it was still jumping at a high speed, leaving a thin waterline at the end.Every time it jumps, it will create a new circle of ripples, and the new ripples will spread to the surroundings, while the old and new ripples collide together, scattered into more fragmented and complex shapes.

"Time is a long river, and we are these pebbles." Xiao Yao said, pointing to the water.

"I knew you would say that." Yu Luying hugged her knees and leaned back.

"That Shen Jie's memory... I spent about half an hour with her, maybe an hour, and it gave me the feeling that her memory is now like these colliding ripples." Xiao Yao explained to Yu Luying.

"It's confusing? Is it?" Yu Luying asked Xiao Yao.

"Well, it's a bit exaggerated, it's a bit like fragmented memories are being reorganized, yes, fragments, it's like an amnesia patient is recovering his memory..." Xiao Yao frowned: "It's hard to describe in words, I'm It even feels like new memories are 'overwriting' old ones - of course, that's just my feeling."

"Is it like a CD that can be rewritable and rewritable?" Yu Luying also frowned.

"It's a bit similar, but not exactly the same," Xiao Yao thought for a while and said, "The old memories won't be truly overwritten, at least not yet, but will be slowly...'denied'?"

"'Negative'?" Yu Luying moved her little nose in confusion: "Can you give me an example?"

"The example in front of me is," Xiao Yao said while thinking, "Well, in fact, Shen Jie and I only got married when we were 30, right?"

"How do I know you? About the same." Yu Luying pouted.

"But when I showed her the marriage certificate of the 22-year-old marriage, she immediately became confused."

"Marriage certificate for marriage at the age of 22?" Yu Luying said.

Suddenly Xiao Yao was startled, and his throat was sweet.

He suddenly realized that he hadn't told anyone other than himself and Shen Tianyun about the marriage certificate.

Chunchun accidentally slipped her mouth.

It's like when I was a child, I put my feet into a footbath filled with hot water, and when I saw my mother's angry face, I realized that I forgot to take off my socks.

Now that he has slipped his mouth, the best way is to bring the matter lightly and quickly.

"In her memory, she actually remembers that we got married at the age of 30, and she can remember the situation at that time - which road, which Civil Affairs Bureau, it was a snowy day, and she carefully selected something What kind of clothes, what clothes I was wearing, is the situation at that time, she can remember it vividly." Xiao Yao said.

"Hmm." Yu Luying just gave a soft "hmm" and didn't ask him about the marriage certificate.

"But when she saw that... a little earlier, the marriage certificate of marriage," Xiao Yao continued, "another scene of getting the certificate appeared in her mind. It was on another road, another house The Civil Affairs Bureau, and it's Xia Tian, ​​and she and I are younger... A completely different memory got into her head."

"In other words, she remembers that you have received two certificates." Yu Luying said quietly.

"No, she remembered that we only received the certificate once, but these two times, it was the first time to obtain the certificate." Xiao Yao explained.

"Generally, this kind of situation is called 'Alzheimer's disease'." Yu Luying said.

"That's right," Xiao Yao nodded and said, "But you know that Shen Jie is not dementia, we made her like this."

"..." Yu Luying remained silent.

"In the beginning, when that memory entered her head, she resisted instinctively," Xiao Yao continued to explain: "If I understand correctly, she felt like watching a film in the dark, as if As a bystander, watching a fragment of someone else's memory, which does not belong to her... That's what she told me."

"Is it a bit like... that illusion?" Yu Luying said: "The day I went to Dongru with you, I somehow felt that Dongru was very familiar, even though I knew it was my first time here; When I went to your alma mater in junior high school, I also felt very familiar, I even remembered where there was a pair of big chess, but it was obviously the first time I went..."

"Hmm..." Xiao Yao pondered slightly: "It should be different."

"How should I say it?" Yu Luying asked him.

"Look, although you have developed that inexplicable sense of déjà vu," Xiao Yao said to Yu Luying, "but you are still very firm and remember very clearly that this is the first time you went to Dongru, and the first time you went to me. school, isn't it?"

"Yes," Yu Luying replied logically, "What else?"

"But Shen Jie," Xiao Yao said, "soon she can't tell which memory is real and which memory is fake."

"Oh……"

"At the very beginning," Xiao Yao said, "she insisted that she only got married at the age of 30, thinking that it was impossible for her to remember wrongly, but she soon wavered and felt that the two memories were almost as reliable. In the end, she began to admit that she seemed to have married me earlier, and felt that the memory of getting married at the age of 30 might be wrong."

"This is too scary..." Yu Luying murmured.

"The memory replacement process lasted about 10 minutes, and during this process, I could see her pain with the naked eye—the kind of headache that was splitting, and she was desperately scratching her hair..."

"It's so pitiful," Yu Luying said, "It's like being forcibly tampered with or implanted with memories."

"In fact, it's not forcibly tampering with the memory. It should be said that it is forcibly tampered with the 'correct' memory by the changed world line." Xiao Yao said: "It is used to adapt to the new reality——I guess so."

"It's so pitiful," Yu Luying sighed: "If a person has her own memory replaced, is she still herself? Is she still the same person? Is she still alive? Xiao Yao, don't wash it again Her memory is gone!"

"I'm not, I haven't, don't talk nonsense." Xiao Yao denied it three times: "After I discovered such a principle——I didn't discover it, anyway, I never told her about me and little Shen Jie again, and I didn't know what happened. I didn't show her any related items that would stimulate her memory—this is what Shen Jie herself meant."

"That's good." Yu Luying agreed, "That's how it should be."

"However, the good thing is that from the current point of view, the old memories will not disappear, but will gradually become strange and blurred, and lose their sense of identity." Xiao Yao said: "Of course, the time sample is still too small. It's too early to draw that conclusion."

"Just in case, you should let her write it down in a diary," Yu Luying pointed out, "What if it will be completely forgotten in ten days and a half month?"

"I think so too," Xiao Yao told Yu Luying: "I have asked Shen Jie to write down the part where the double memory appears, and she said she would write it down."

"How did things become like this," Yu Luying seemed to be muttering to herself: "How can a person remember that he was married at the age of 30 and married at the age of 22 at the same time? If there is a difference of one and a half years, it may be Memory deviation, but 8 years..."

You remember the number 22 very well, Xiao Yao thought to himself.

"Do you know Mandela?" Xiao Yao asked Yu Luying abruptly.

"I know," Yu Luying said, "Is it the leader of the Republic of South Africa?"

"No stamp," Xiao Yao said, "Do you still remember when he died?"

"Huh?" Yu Luying said, "Is it the last century? The 80s? The 90s?"

"Is it the 80s or the 90s?"

"I can't remember, it was in the 80s," Yu Luying said, "It should have passed away in prison, and then..."

Xiao Yao didn't play tricks anymore, because he was in a hurry to go back to have dinner with his wife and children: "Congratulations, you remembered wrongly, Mandela is still alive."

"Huh?" Yu Luying was taken aback: "Is it a lie? How is it possible?"

Xiao Yao waved his arm: "If you don't believe me, go to Canhua Internet Café to search now, why lie to you?"

"That's not right..." Yu Luying stroked her chin with her tiger's mouth: "How is this possible? I clearly remember..."

"Mandela passed away on December 2013, 12, Shen Jie told me," Xiao Yao told Yu Luying: "You don't have to be troubled and distressed, because you are not the only one who remembers wrongly. Mandela died in 5 At that time, the first reaction of many people was, so he is still alive?"

Yu Luying: "..."

Xiao Yao said: "Those who made the statement could state the reports they had seen, the TV clips of the funeral, and even the tearful speech made by Mandela's widow. When this statement was put forward, a large number of netizens responded, expressing that Same memory."

Yu Luying: "I... am speechless."

"Since the news of Mandela's death was released in 2013, people all over the world have found that their memories of Mandela have been confused, with different memories from the time of death to the cause of death." Xiao Yao said: "Even There is a special term called the Mandela effect."

"The Mandela Effect?" Yu Luying giggled, "It sounds like some kind of greenhouse global warming effect."

"The Mandela effect is a psychological effect, which means that the public's collective memory of history does not match the historical facts." Xiao Yao said, "Why do you think this phenomenon occurs?"

"I... how would I know, I'm not a psychologist," Yu Luying thought for a while, "Is it just spreading rumors?"

"It's possible," Xiao Yao said, "But it's normal for one person to have false memories, but don't you find it strange that a group of people have false memories at the same time, and it's the same fucking false memory?"

"What do you want to express?" Yu Luying asked Xiao Yao.

"What does this remind you of?" Xiao Yao enlightened: "I don't believe you really can't think of it."

"The subconscious mind of the group is the mirror of our daily leveling under the bridge." Yu Luying said: "Someone has used the subconscious space of the group to tamper with the memory of the public."

Xiao Yao was startled: "You think so?"

"uh-huh?"

"This is a very interesting hypothesis," Xiao Yao nodded and said, "I didn't think about it, but it's very interesting, very interesting. But the question is, what's the benefit of tampering with this kind of public memory? Who will do things that are not beneficial , it’s not necessarily because it’s fun, right?”

"How do you know it's not good?" Yu Luying retorted, "Then what did you think of?"

"I think it's relatively simple," Xiao Yao said, "Could it be that someone went back to the past and revived Mandela? Or in other words, saved Mandela from dying in the 80s?"

Yu Luying: "..."

At this time, Yu Luying's phone rang, and it was Yu Lihua who urged her to go home for dinner.

"My mother asked you to go to dinner together, will you go?" Putting down the phone, Yu Luying asked Xiao Yao.

"I..." Xiao Yao looked troubled.

"I see," Yu Luying nodded and said, "I'll help you think of a reason to tell mom."

"I'm sorry, it will be tomorrow." Xiao Yao stretched out his hand and pinched the back of Yu Luying's chubby hand.

"Our family may not invite you tomorrow, the eldest son who resurrected Mandela." Yu Luying said.

"Oh, it's really hard for a man." Xiao Yao said.

"So what else does she think of besides getting the certificate someday?" Yu Luying suddenly thought of something and asked Xiao Yao.

"She remembers that the three of us went to Navarre to look at the wedding dress together, and that we were caught by Song Haijian. She remembers that she is locked up by her father now, and that I went to Dongru with you..."

"How did you make her think so much? Didn't you say that there must be related items or the stimulation of description?"

"Oh, with that little time, that little sample, what kind of great scientist do you think I am? I'm just a senior reader of "The Emperor of Science Fiction", and based on what I've seen, I've deduced a little hypothesis... "

Night fell slowly.

(End of this chapter)