Chapter 120: The world that only "he" knows

After I came back, Yuan Meng apologized to me with an empty wine bottle, but I could only cry and laugh and say, 'It's okay.' Then he thought about how to explain this to Situ Lei.

I looked at the delivery location. This bottle of wine was to be delivered to a house not far from Minghui. It was not written about who received it. After thinking about it, anyway, let's wait for Situ Lei to plead guilty first, and then talk about how to compensate for this outdated time.

I thought so and sent Yuan Meng out. He simply cleaned Situ Lei's empty room and left after reorganizing the documents.

After that, I talked to him about this matter. He smiled and said to me with an indifferent face, "Drink it. Anyway, I didn't want to give it to him."

Although I felt a little strange, I didn't ask who the 'he' in his mouth was, and what the gloating smile meant.

In the past two days waiting for departure, the student union has cleaned up the signs and other sundries left by the school festival, and I have been stuck in the room under the pretook of physical discomfort. In fact, I want to avoid Situ Bohan. Although I know that I can hide for a while, I always think that if I rarely see each other, there will be less trouble. I have nothing to say to him. It's uncomfortable to look at each other. It's better to stay away from each other.

Starry night is as bright as the stars, and Han Heya and I are only eight people in the end of the election. We sat on the bus driving in the unknown forest. Han Heya said arrogantly that she couldn't stand the smell of gasoline on the bus, and then got into Situ Lei's special car. And Situ Lei did not show disgust or agree, as if he had acquiescence, and seemed to maintain the expression of indifference to everything as usual.

It is an extended RV, in which there are people who can directly participate in the final election, including Ling Fei, a member of the discipline committee, Liu Ziyang, a life committee member, An An An, a former vice president, a secretary of the student union, a minister of publicity, a head of the host, a school doctor, and a school director Situ Bohan.

At the front of the road is the campus bus on which we candidates are sitting, and finally the RV of the student union, and the end is the bicycle seated by the school director alone.

Situ Lei sat in the car with his eyes closed all the way, allowing Han and Ya to lean on his shoulder like a bird on his arm.

Anlan sat quietly opposite and looked at them, silent, as if she had been relieved, but her expression was still a little unwillingness and jealous. Her eyes were fixed on Han Heya's face, but Han Heya did not look at him, sometimes talking to Situ Lei, and sometimes to show off her victory. But no matter what she did, Situ Lei never said a word.

The bus slowly drove into a dense bush, with leaves scratching leaves on the window and body, and the creaking sound of branches scratching the window. Presumably, the trees here must be low and lush. Because it is difficult to be found and enter, it will not attract bored people's in-depth investigation, so that it will be selected as the final selection of the vice president over the years.

The sky outside is very dark. I can't see the road clearly, let alone the scene of the forest, but there are a few owl 'cooing' faintly sounded in the scraping of the branches.

Didn't you send us all to the deep mountains and old forests to survive in the wild? Seeing this, my brain also began to imagine all kinds of strange reverie as if it had been infected by Yuan Meng. I even doubted whether I took the wrong brain when I went out and brought Yuan Meng's brain out. Such reverie is simply 'dreaming...'

After running around for most of the night, it was past 4 a.m. when we finally reached our destination., and we could see a little orange-red halo on the other side of the mountain from afar, which was small and weak. Like a newborn child, he has a tender appearance and a warm light that is not dazzling.

I raised my hand and looked at it like a distance. It was surrounded by mountains, and it was still foggy and gray around except for the rising halo.

Morning dew has begun to twirl slightly on several leaves, one drop, two drops... gathered more and pressed the whole leaf, and soon it will drop lightly on the ground and splash a few small drops of water.

Not far from where our pedestrians stopped, there is a simple mountain villa. It seems that it is not a problem to accommodate 20 or 30 people, but I don't know if many facilities in such a place that is only visited once in three years are old and cannot be used.

Liu Ziyang arranged separate rooms for us, saying that he could rest for a while. At 9 o'clock, after dawn, the last round of the campaign began immediately, giving no one a chance to be familiar with the terrain and find external assistance.

After entering the house, I found that the interior was much more brand-new than the outside. There was no feeling of broken walls and old stairs. On the contrary, there was a sense of cleanliness like vacationing in the mountains.

After running around all night, we all went back to our respective rooms to make up for sleep, and also responded to Liu Ziyang's words 'rest for a while'.

Because of my mobility inconvenience, Liu Ziyang assigned me to the first floor, with Situ Lei on the left and Anlan on the right. I was caught between them like a pie. I thought that if the sound insulation is not good, you can hear it clearly no matter what the two of them do in the room.

Looking through the window, the silk-like warm sun has gradually risen, leaning in the mountain stream like a crescent moon. The light also shone slowly around. If you close your eyes and listen, you can still hear the sound of the gurgling stream in the distance passing through your ears. I don't know if it's an illusion, or if there is really a quiet stream flowing...

When I opened my eyes again, my eyes were already bright. I didn't close the curtains before. It was not good for the sun to wake me up through my eyelids, and my eyes suddenly blurred.

I washed my face. According to Liu Ziyang, it was cold in the mountains. I asked each of us to change into the sportswear prepared for us by the school after getting up.

After breakfast or lunch, our eight candidates went out of the villa under the leadership of the discipline committee and headed for the so-called last campaign site. But whether it's breakfast or on the way, I haven't seen Situ Lei, Anra and others.

"Well, she is also a candidate. Why does she have someone to take care of her all the time? We deserve to walk this broken mountain road." Han Heya wiped the fine sweat from her forehead with her cuffs while staring at this ordinary sportswear and pouted with disgust.

"You jump down from there now, and I promise to take more care of you." Ling Fei looked at a small hillside not far away and said.

"Some people think that they are close to Lei and take chicken feathers as arrows when they get a little favor." Han and Ya snorted coldly and stopped talking.

I looked back at Ling Fei, and she smiled at me and said nothing.

Fortunately, Ling Fei can not care about the character of a dog like Han Heya who can't spit ivory in his mouth. If it were Yuan Meng, I'm afraid there would be a deep forest war between beautiful women and beasts now.

It was already noon when we were about to arrive at the destination. Ling Fei took out a lottery box prepared in advance. After we finished drawing, Ling Fei pointed out the way and let them go by themselves. Anyway, there are signs along the road. It is not possible to get lost in the empty mountains and forests, and the destination will be answered, so you just need to follow the direction.

The lottery drawn by eight of us corresponded to these eight directions: north, northwest, west, southwest, south, northeast, east, southeast.

"Losin, after entering the venue, you just need to carefully look for clues, and answer the questions in the field according to what you know about President Situ. It may take a little longer, but dry food is enough for you to support this day and one night. If no one succeeds when the time comes, then this election will be defeated." Ling Fei pushed me as she walked and said.

"Hmm."

I listened carefully to every word she said. In such a deep mountain and old forest, everything should be careful. Even if Minghui, as the organizer, is fully prepared, she can't carry anything.

And Ling Fei, as the person in charge who led us, naturally became the person who responded to me. Along the way, he told me what to do when I arrived at my destination.

After passing through a few thick trees, what appeared in front of him was not a serious campaign site, not even a building. A wooden door with a slightly green mottled wall, its length makes me feel like it has no end...

"Ling Fei, this..."

When I saw this scene in front of me, I hesitated for a few seconds. I was a little surprised and couldn't believe why there was such a huge, miraculous building in the middle of such a forest.

"It's a maze." Ling Fei said as she squatted down and opened her carry-on bag and chose a few useful and light things for me to carry.

"I also told you before that you only need to move forward according to the clues. If you really can't get out or want to give up, hit a signal bomb and someone will pick you up."

With that, she put something like a cannon into the pocket on the side of my wheelchair.

"But I still don't quite understand what you mean."

"Don't think too much about it. Based on what you know about President Situ, I don't think you will lose to others. Don't worry, as long as you go in and walk along the road, find him, find President Situ, and you will win..." Ling Fei helped me pack up my backpack again and hang it on the wheelchair.

"Situ Lei?"

"Yes, President Situ is at the center of the depths of the maze. This maze is like his heart, and all the problems in it are closely related to him. Only he knows the real answer. Therefore, only one road can lead to the central point, and only those who know him best can get there.

Speaking of this, the light originally shining in Ling Fei's pupil dimmed slightly. I don't know whether the leaves beside her were covered by the light and shadow blown by the wind, or whether her heart had been covered by a leaf that came from nowhere.

I reached out and touched her head and wanted to say something, but I couldn't remember anything to comfort her for a moment. I knew what she was heartbroken and sad about. Maybe not saying anything was a better comfort for her.

"Well..." She leaned her head slightly to me, and after a few seconds of silence, she regained her usual spirit.

"Go to Luolin, go to the deepest part of the maze and find him out..."

With that, she opened the wooden door in front of her, with a few messy vines, leading to the unknown depths of the maze...

It was also at this time that I finally understood why Minghui had the legend that the vice president would stay with the president until old.