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Chapter 149 Shh! Just follow the "rules" (25)

"Brother Wu'an, you before..."

Qi Xia's hesitation did not prevent Wu An from deciphering her unspoken meaning.

He laughed heartily and said, "Did you see something?"

The implication is that they admit it.

Qi Xia didn't beat around the bush and nodded honestly, "Yes, I saw the so-called list of 'martyrs'."

"Ah, so that's how they record it over there." Wu An didn't mind at all. He snapped the lid off the self-heating pot twice, sat back down on the floor, and the three of them formed a small circle. He continued, "Xiao Qixia, you're very smart. You know that some things can't be said out loud."

Qi Xia lowered her eyes, feeling ashamed of her momentary hesitation.

Wu An noticed her unstable emotions and comforted her, "It's nothing. What you see is all correct, just from a different perspective. You'd better not think too much about it."

Wu An put his arm around Mo Qiu, who was reaching for a bottle of mineral water, and continued, "You, me, him, and them are all the same. We are all human beings, nothing more."

Qi Xia nodded.

At this moment, things that were once scorned and considered mere empty slogans have become tangible.

You can even really feel the power in such slogans.

Wu An looked at Qi Xia's relaxed brow and nodded in satisfaction.

In the short time it takes for the self-heating pot to even finish heating the food.

Having just calmed Qi Xia down, Mo Qiu pulled out his little notebook from his pocket.

Turning to the newly added note at the top, Mo Qiu said, "Brother Wu'an, did you write this?"

Wu An glanced at it casually, then froze.

After a soft chuckle, he said with some disbelief, "It's still here? I thought it was all weathered away!"

It also means to acknowledge or admit it.

Mo Qiu carefully examined the note, perhaps to make it easy for someone to read at a glance.

The small notepad was covered with writing on both sides—

Hello to the person who switches shifts with me, the person who happens to come to the security room, or the new person who will see this note in the future.

Please be sure to follow the instructions on the note during your work hours. This is my accumulated work experience that helps me maintain safety and mental stability.

I don't want to lose any more colleagues, and I don't want to experience any more inexplicable things. I believe you don't want that either.

After reading this advice, just pretend you didn't see it and go about your business.

Always remember the style of your clothes. It can be anything loose-fitting, like a ghost, a prince, a knight, or a doll. Don't change your clothes easily; maintaining a firm sense of self is crucial. Don't let "it" detect your hesitation, fear, or indecisiveness in your perception of the outside world.

Believe. Believe. Believe. Human beings are worthy of your trust, only human beings are.

Clowns eat people, but people who wear clown noses don't. Shade eats people, but people who trim it don't. Bumper cars eat people, but people who ride them don't, and neither do people who don't ride them. Carousels eat people, but ghosts don't. (Crooked handwriting: Is it because ghosts don't have brains?)

• It cries when it's stopped, and laughs when it succeeds. Don't worry about what it is; just stay away from it once you discover it. They don't know yet.

• Don't let "it" know that you've noticed "it." (The following is heavily underlined, seemingly for emphasis.)

Mo Qiu took back the notebook, picked up a pen, and said to Wu An, "When I saw this, I felt that it was the same principle as many of the things you told me, Brother Wu An. I'll write it down now, and then we'll return this note to the security room."

Wu An waved his hand dismissively and said, "Hey, no need. The security office has a junior colleague I highly regard in charge of the overall situation! I'm sure he'll handle this little matter."

Then, abandoning his previous relaxed demeanor, he put on a serious face and said to Mo Qiu, "What's more important now is that you stop what you're doing and calm yourself down."

Beneath the hood, Mo Qiu touched his nose and said with a wry smile, "This is also what I wanted to discuss with you. I want to walk the road ahead alone."

Qi Xia looked around anxiously, then hurriedly said, "But Mo Qiu, teamwork is a very important thing for humans, you can't..."

She hesitated for a moment before continuing, but Mo Qiu gently countered, "I know, it's the team spirit that tells me I'm no longer suited to be with everyone."

Qi Xia wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Wu An.

Wu An asked Mo Qiu seriously in a deep voice, "Have you thought it through?"

Mo Qiu nodded, his demeanor more peaceful than it had been in the past two days.

Wu An sighed deeply, turned Qi Xia around, and gently pushed her, saying, "Little Qi Xia, go eat."

Then he said to Mo Qiu, "Since you've made up your mind, then go ahead."

Mo Qiu nodded, took a bag of biscuits from the snack bag and put it in the pocket on his stomach, and said in a casual tone, "Then I'll go on a long trip. Princess Qi Xia, remember what I said before."

With just one sentence, Qi Xia instantly lost control of her emotions, and tears streamed down her face.

It hit the plastic lid of the self-heating pot, making a slight sound.

Qi Xia stopped talking and simply opened the self-heating pot and started eating.

Qi Xia could feel Mo Qiu's gaze lingering on her for a long time, but she pretended not to notice and picked up a slice of lotus root to eat in small bites.

The sound of the door closing came from behind, followed by the sound of Wu An locking the door from the inside.

The pitch-black sky prompted Wu'an to turn off the indoor lights.

He silently walked to Qi Xia's side, and heard Qi Xia sniffle hard and say in a muffled voice, "Brother Wu'an, the self-heating pot is so hot...so spicy..."

Wu An sighed, handed over the milk beside him, and said softly and quietly, "We started from the same point, but chose different paths. That was his choice, and it was very brave."

Qi Xia didn't speak; the only sound in the darkness was the slurping of her wide rice noodles.

Wu An patted her head and didn't say anything more. He quietly went to the side, opened his self-heating pot, and started slurping his food.

The night was deep and still, as if drowning in water.

Whether it was their imagination or not, the lounge seemed unusually quiet today.

They could even hear each other sniffing.

Wu An gently tapped Qi Xia's head and scolded her in a funny tone, "Stop crying, you brat! Don't you know you can't make loud noises at night?"

Qi Xia retorted, "That's because the self-heating hot pot made it too spicy!"

Wu An sniffed lightly, then sighed and said, "It is a bit spicy..."

"Damn it... I forgot to bring tissues." Wu An's trembling, seemingly annoyed voice rang out in the darkness.

The two of them tacitly agreed to remain silent.