Fast time travel: the heartthrob villain wants to die

Chapter 310 Happy Birthday
Lin Siyan was startled, and found that Zhou Ran's figure was shrouded in a layer of faint warm yellow light, and the light and shadow swayed slightly on his body.

Lin Siyan asked suspiciously: "Zhou Ran?"

Zhou Ran took two steps to the side, revealing a round cake made of snow behind him, with two number-shaped candles stuck on it, one 2 and the other 0.

Lin Siyan was stunned for a moment.

In the flickering candlelight, Zhou Ran showed him a gentle smile.

"Happy birthday, kid."

The shape of the birthday cake is very correct, surrounded by a circle of kitten cubs pinched out of snow dumplings, which is cute and naive.

Behind the cake, there are two half-waist-high little snowmen with buttonholes and tree branch noses. The slightly taller snowman has eyebrows and double eyelids carved out with the tip of a knife, which can be regarded as the beauty of the snowman.

Lin Siyan stood there blankly, staring at the snow cake and the two little snowmen in front of her without blinking, and didn't speak for a long time.

Zhou Ran stood aside, a little nervous for no reason, rubbed the tip of his nose that was red from the cold with his fingers, and whispered:
"Well, you also know that you can't buy cakes now, and I don't have any other good things to give you. Time is a bit tight, so, uh..."

The candlelight was beating, Lin Siyan suddenly came back to his senses, and looked at Zhou Ran in a daze: "How do you...know?"

"Little idiot, I forgot your ID card and I accompanied you to do it." Zhou Ran rolled his eyes, "Let's make do with it this year, and next year I'll buy you a real cake. What flavor do you like?"

Lin Siyan did not answer.She stepped in front of the man, stretched out her arms and hugged him tightly.

"Zhou Ran..." Lin Siyan buried his face in Zhou Ran's shoulder, desperately holding back the wetness in his eyes, "Thank you."

After leaving the orphanage when she was less than ten years old, birthdays no longer had any special meaning for Lin Siyan.

No cake, no presents, no "Happy Birthday" and gradually, I forgot how special this day was.

But now, someone helped her remember, and she stayed in the ice and snow for a full hour, just to give her a birthday surprise.

Lin Siyan felt like crying, but also wanted to laugh.

She felt very happy, but also aggrieved, at a loss, pleasantly surprised, and a little sad...

All kinds of emotions surged in his chest, Lin Siyan was at a loss what to do, he could only hug Zhou Ran tightly, his body trembling slightly.

"Go and blow out the candles." Zhou Ran patted her on the back, looked at Lin Siyan's face in his hands, thoughtfully ignored her reddish eyes, and said with a smile, "Don't forget to make a wish."

Lin Siyan sniffed, silently squatted down in front of the cake, closed her eyes and made a wish

Zhou Ran was standing beside her, with a faint smile on his face, looking intently at Lin Siyan's quiet eyes.

When it was time to blow out the candle, Lin Siyan hesitated again, and looked at Zhou Ran anxiously: "Can I not blow it out?"

"Wishes will come true if you blow them out, let's blow them up." Zhou Ran rubbed her head with a smile.

Lin Siyan took out his mobile phone to take continuous pictures of the cake and the snowman, stared at them for a long time, and then reluctantly blew out the candles.

The little birthday celebration was over, Zhou Ran turned on the flashlight again, took Lin Siyan's hand and pulled her up: "Go in, it's too cold outside."

He doesn't think it's a pity to leave the cake and snowman outside like this, anyway, the purpose of making Lin Siyan happy has been achieved.

The girl turned her head three times a step, and ran back to check after walking a few meters to make sure that the snowman and the cake were all good. After thinking about it, she pulled out the candle and stuffed it into her pocket.

Gently touching the two little snowmen, Lin Siyan returned to Zhou Ran contentedly.

Zhou Ran closed the door, and the two walked back.

After walking two steps, Lin Siyan put his arms around Zhou Ran, put his chin on Zhou Ran's shoulder, happily rubbed it twice, and suddenly said, "I've made up my mind."

Zhou Ran: "Huh?"

"I want mango flavor." Lin Siyan ordered seriously.

Zhou Ran turned his face away, kissed her on the lips, and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll buy it for you next year."

"Ok!"

At the same time, Gulf Base, the Second Research Institute.

Wang Wei, who was in a wheelchair, was pushed into the laboratory. With the support of two researchers, he limped to the side of the hospital bed in the center of the room and sat down, then moved his legs onto the bed with difficulty.

Once he was lying down, a researcher said, "Now put the restraints on you."

Wang Wei nodded, looking blankly at the shadowless lamp above his head, and let the researchers loosely tie magnetic control restraint belts on his waist, wrists, ankles, knees and other joints to prevent the second stage of the experiment from happening. Mutation.

After putting on the restraint belt, a researcher began to install physical sign detection equipment on him.

Another researcher hangs up a bottle of light red liquid medicine for infusion preparation.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner. On the twelve screens in the monitoring room, and in the other two rooms with the same furnishings, there were also two researchers busy around the experimental subject.

The director of the second research institute, Mu Qingyuan, was standing in the monitoring room, watching the activities in the three laboratories intently.

In addition to Wang Wei, two other soldiers from the army volunteered to participate in this experiment.

Both of them lost their ability to move because of the serious injuries they received in the frontline combat, and the chance of being able to move freely again in this life is almost zero.

Their family members all died in the alien outbreak, they had no worries, they were all alone, and they would rather take a gamble than being a useless person in bed in the next life.

Soon, the three rooms were all ready, and the researcher pressed the confirmation button one after another to notify the monitoring room.

Mu Qingyuan's eyes flickered with excitement, and he said solemnly, "Let's get started."

The researcher opened the refrigerator, skillfully introduced the special serum extracted and synthesized by the mutated virus into the needle tube, and then injected it into Wang Wei's body.

With his eyes closed, Wang Wei felt the cold liquid flowing out of the needle, slowly spreading in his body along with the blood flow.

Soon, a faint burning sensation spread to the whole body, and the heat gradually increased, and the injured calf, flanks and chest were still obvious, and the pain that had tortured him for days at night gradually became blurred, and finally seemed to disappear.

Behind the monitoring camera, a dozen or so pairs of eyes were staring at the monitoring screen and detector, holding their breath and waiting for 15 minutes, with a hint of joy on their faces.

"The first phase passed smoothly."

Wang Wei opened his eyes and looked at the researcher beside him.

The man was wearing a surgical cap and a mask, and his only exposed eye was blocked by surgical glasses. He nodded at him with a blank expression: "We are leaving the laboratory next, I wish you good luck."

After speaking, the two quickly left the laboratory.

The door was closed, and only Wang Wei was left in the laboratory. Except for the regular beeps of the instruments, there was silence.

A week ago, he was lying on a hospital bed in the medical department. His legs were disabled, his ribs were broken, and he had a gunshot wound through his flank. None of them were fatal, but none of them was painful enough to kill him.

(End of this chapter)