Gentle dual-identity attack and cute PhD-study puppy
Some people are met through their voices.
There is no shape, no volume, but some kind of invisible outline - in the whisper of headphones late at night, before the end of a line is finished, between a line of dialogue that is listened to repeatedly but never gets tired of.
The ups and downs, high and low pauses of that voice were all familiar to Shen Guiyu.
At that time, he was sitting on the bed in his high school dormitory, surrounded by the gentle snoring of his classmates, and the still-dark sky outside the window. He buried his head in the quilt, wrapped the earphone cord around his fingers, bit his nails gently, and listened to Wangchuan's voice falling in his ears over and over again - "You were the boat that took me home later."
The gentle and slightly hoarse voice gave him the illusion that even if the reality was muddy, as long as he put on his headphones and heard these words, there would still be somewhere to go.
And now, he was standing in the woods of Cangshan Mountain in Dali, wearing a jacket soaked by dew, with the muddy and soft forest at his feet. Before dawn, he had already recorded the first movement of the monkey group today.
His life is quiet, regular, and as unchanging as the texture of every rock.
Until that day when he was in the hall and heard something.
The man smiled and told the camera: "When I feel vulnerable, I repeat your name."
Shen Guiyu was stunned. The wind blew over, as if someone came out of his headphones, stepped on the ground of reality, and said a word to him.
The voice didn't change, but the world seemed to have become different from that moment on.
Purpose: Fall in love while doing scientific research