Rongda's library is open 24 hours a day. Wen Zheng hurriedly went in and found a classic code book that he had read before.
This is what Jianming found for him. It contains detailed records of more than two thousand codes and their variations. Wen Zheng and he are currently working together to try up to code number 235.
But he vaguely remembered seeing a line of text while browsing the catalog—the Player Cipher, also known as the two-person cipher.
He had only glanced at it then, letting it sink into the depths of his mind along with other information, but now he had unearthed it. Despite the absurdity of the conjecture, he still had a strange intuition.
Will his father and Ms. Liu pray that he will have a beautiful love?
Wen Zheng turned to this page and quickly browsed the definition of the password, at which point Bei Sining handed him a pen.
The most distinctive feature of the Player cipher is that the number of letters in the ciphertext must always be even. Furthermore, during its use, letters must be encrypted in pairs, hence its alternative name, the two-person cipher.
ro, xu, hu, xy, cl, ew, uh, ne. This password left by the parents perfectly matches this rule.
Wen Zheng's heart was pounding, and his fingertips felt slightly numb. He wrote down the letters one by one, the pen tip making a rustling sound as it scratched across the paper.
Create a grid table, find the corresponding letters, and then match the key of that line of poetry to the table, and organize it.
Wen Zheng drew a line between a and o.
"Zhengzheng," Ms. Liu said with a smile, "What do you want to eat tonight?"
Lotus root sandwich!
"No, you don't want this. Let's choose something else."
-…………
Seeing the other two opposite corners of the small square formed by a and o, Wen Zheng gently wrote down the first two letters: w and e.
Next is xu, which means connected.
"Tsk, why isn't Wen Zheng growing taller?" Wen's father complained as he let little Wen Zheng ride on his shoulders, "You're one of the shortest boys in your class, why didn't you take after me?" He lowered his voice, "It's all because your mother's cooking is terrible. She wouldn't have agreed to eat out, do we need that little bit of money?... Come on, let's see what your mother made today."
-……good!
"Please don't make scrambled eggs with onions again, I really don't like onions..."
Dad carried little Wen Zheng into the kitchen, and little Wen Zheng was slapped right in the door frame with a "smack".
- Ouch!
"Zhengzheng!? Zhengzheng! My wife's in trouble, come quick—"
Wen Zheng then wrote down two more letters, l and o.
"What's the point of writing that in your notebook? Don't you have your phone bill?"
"Does the bill even know which dishes I eat and which I use? It just categorizes them as 'food,' it's so stupid."
"You buy groceries but don't eat them, so what do you use them for? What did you use them for?"
"The onions I used last week to practice cooking were thrown away after I finished. They're school supplies, not food. Zhengzheng, don't you agree?"
-…………
v, e.
Countless hazy memories, as if washed by water, stirred up ripples anew in the lake of my heart.
His parents watched him laugh, Bai Shuang led him into trouble, Captain Luo bought him snacks, and Bei Sining kissed him.
With the last letter falling, the code was finally solved.
It was very simple; it wasn't a treasure map, nor was it a complicated long explanation. It was just a short line of text, Ms. Liu said, which was what they most wanted to say to him.
—We love you forever.
Wen Zheng took a deep breath, handed the paper to Bei Sining, and smiled at him.
The stars and moon fill the sky outside the window; it's another beautiful night.