Of course, no one saw the process of jumping into the room. Otherwise, someone would have called the police. Quan Hao could have entered the bedroom without any danger.

The bedroom was not dark, and the lights in the living room shone in from the door. Quan Hao walked one step away from the door line and never dared to walk forward again. He stood there and looked out. In front of him was his small living room, what was before and what was now. If he hadn't known in advance, who would have thought that these two spaces next to each other were isolated in one direction?

The lights in the bedroom are on.

The furnishings in the house are quite simple. There are several simple cabinets, refrigerators, beds, and computers. The computer has not been touched for more than ten hours, and it has long been dormant. Only the fan is buzzing.

Quan Hao observed it all over and was a little worried about what to do with so many things. As he thought about it, he habitually sat in front of the computer and woke up the computer. The mouse passed through the rows of game icons on the desktop, but he didn't want to click on any of them. Originally, he was a severe Internet addiction patient who was addicted to being treated with electric shock. He could play any game casually. Today, he suddenly felt that such days were boring and sat on the chair and became stunned.

After a long time, he let out a long breath and turned off the phone, and began to clean up the house. Important items were put into his bag, cupboards were stacked, and all of them were pushed to the opposite side of the door, along with the refrigerator and computer. There was only a lonely bed in the bedroom. In fact, he didn't even want to leave the bed, but the small living room was too narrow to accommodate it.

After doing all this, Quan Hao inspected the bedroom for the last time. Confidant that there were no safety hazards and no missing items, he flashed back to the living room. When he turned his head again, as expected, the time and space gate blocked his sight again.

It took a lot of time to reposition each furniture and appliance. But even so, it was only five o'clock when it was completed. It was already dawn, but it was still too early to go to work. Civil servants can still be given the title of loving jobs and dedicated work. For private employees like Quanhao, others can at most say "I'm sick."

What should I do? I can't sleep anymore. Go out to exercise? My whole body is so sore that I can't move. I don't want to open the computer, and I don't want to read the books. In the end, Quan Hao's eyes fell on the 24-hole harmonica that came out of the bottom of the cabinet in the small moving house.

Harmonic is also considered a piano? If you are a professional musician, you may sneer at it. In terms of tone quality, a simple handheld instrument like harmonica can hardly find highlights. Perhaps it can be sought after by a small group of people, but in general, it is difficult to be elegant. Its only has its only advantage lies in its low price and ease of use. Quan Hao learned harmonica in music classes when he was in elementary school, because it is almost the only instrument that the whole class can afford.

The harmonica in his hand has been with him for ten years. Although it has been more than a year of dust, Quan Hao simply tried a few notes and felt that it was pretty good. He first played a few children's songs such as "Doraimi" and "Little Star" to practice. He felt a little unfamiliar with his mouth. He also blew a song of the theme song "Wild Brow" of the 87th edition of "Dream of Red Mansions" - after all, it was still early, and people would be scolded if they disturbed their dreams - this was originally his most familiar song, but now it is still intermittent when he is playing it.

He was not on a whim, and it was as simple as picking up the lost skills. Quan Hao was afraid that he would forget the song he heard from Liuguang City for a long time. So he wanted to make it a score with a harmonica. Although it was difficult for a non-musicist, Quan Hao decided to do it.

So in the next few days, intermittent melodious music would be heard from time to time in this inconspicuous hut.

For a whole week, Quan Hao lived his life as a small employee. He went to and from get off work on time, ran back and forth in the noisy city for a little salary, and worked diligently every day. It seemed that the time and space door had never existed. In order to see him, he even bought a thick curtain to cover it in front of the door.

But life is not constant. At least he no longer addicted to online games and has become more silent. The company's gossip sisters quietly discussed behind their backs, wondering if he had broken up.

After hearing this, Quan Hao didn't know what expression to do. He was just treating his life with a more responsible attitude. Seeing the tragic fate of humans in another world, how could he be indifferent? This is completely an understanding of the impermanence of fate. So things are hard to explain. If others misunderstand, let them continue to misunderstand.

It can be seen that whether he admits it or not, the impact of the space-time incident has quietly occurred in a subtle way. The visible future will continue.

The weekend is coming soon. Although the country has long advocated a five-day working system, do private enterprises? You know, of course, they are voluntarily working overtime. Only Sundays are considered a fixed break.

On Saturday afternoon, Quan Hao was stopped by his colleague Luo Quanyu and told him that there was a dinner party tonight. Quan Hao nodded and said he knew.

Quan Hao, Luo Quanyu, Zhao Lin and Chen Youshan, four of them are about the same age and joined the company at the same time, so they have been getting closer. Such a dinner can't cost much, so they usually just find a clean small restaurant on the street. They chat and fuck while drinking, and talk and talk about jokes that are popular among young people. They are considered a repertoire program for several people to pass the time.

Among the four, Chen Youshan is the only one in the company. He is good at doing things and has a wink. He is attracted by a manager of the logistics department early on. This manager is not like Quan Hao’s business card, he only wants to make a good sound. It is true that he has real power. Not only has Chen promoted him, he also introduced his daughter to him. The two have just gotten married. They are the only ones who have made a fortune.

He was also the convener of this dinner. He chose the Sichuan restaurant he often went to and the small private room he wanted with the boss's wife. The four of them knew each other very well, and they didn't have to be polite. They ate a meal with a lot of wine and had enough food. Luo Quanyu called for someone to retreat.

Chen Youshan looked at his watch and frowned. "It's less than nine o'clock. I said, "Carrots, where are you in such a hurry?" He also found a massage parlor and you were so happy. If I didn't say you, you can't calm down for a while and save some money to find a serious family?"

Luo Quanyu is a handsome man, sweet-mouthed person, and has always been quite a woman-famous. In addition, he is willing to work hard on women and is willing to understand their psychology. Therefore, he has never shortage of friends. He is the only one among the four who can be called "high-profile". Usually he has "preached" to several people. For example, how to rescue "fallen girls", how to hook up with working girls, and how to catch white-collar workers in the bars are very sensible. At least, there is no problem with being fooled by Quanhao and Zhao Lin, who have never held a girl's hand several times. Of course, it is not possible to go up any further. According to Luo Quanyu, his knowledge is not enough to be of other people's level.
Chapter completed!