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What Lu Xuefeng left for his great-grandson is very simple.

It's just a thick book, almost five inches thick, a handbook of memories.

On the quaint and strong cover of kraft paper, there is a little childhood written in Song typeface. I also painted many small animals and messy vegetation in black ink. There is a watercolor pond, which is pink and blue. There is a fat doll wearing a hat squatting by the pool, carrying a small satchel, and poking with a branch. Toad.

The brush strokes are vivid, and Su Xiangli did not expect the master's painter to be so good.

She left the bank with the account in hand. At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the city lights thickly formed cold geometric spots in the outline of the starry sky.

Back at home, locked the door, opened the curtains to let the outside light in. The darkness in the house was just right. Su Xiangli held the account and sat down at the desk, and turned on the lamp. After doing this, she turned to the first page with the subtle joy of watching time.

In the preface, the eight honors and eight shames are printed on A4 paper with old and yellowed edges. Turn it over. The second page is a score for the popular "Let's Dang the Sculls".

Su Xiangli looked at these things very strange, but she was fascinated by the sense of time, which was left by an old man to his children, his own childhood.

From the third page, there are a lot of small bits and pieces, one by one hand-made notes and models are pasted on thick and tough kraft paper. On the third page, the first is the oath of the Young Pioneers, with a small red scarf on the header, and a two-inch blue shoulder bag with Mickey Mouse pattern on it. The bag contains three miniature copies. Textbooks, Chinese, Mathematics, English; the small paper pocket in the middle is stuffed with a calendar for May in the millennium; there is a primary school curriculum in the footer, the first class at 8 am, and school ends at 4 pm, which is unimaginable in contemporary times of.

On the fourth page are some simple games, paper airplanes, "Southeast and Northwest", paper ingots, paper cranes, and game king decks.

On the fifth page are small snacks, spicy strips, beef with mushrooms, drag fat, and a small cart selling fried food.

The sixth page is the street at breakfast. On the table are fried dough sticks, tofu nao and glutinous rice balls. There are tricycles passing by on the road. A woman in a yellow sweater is splashing dirty water from washing clothes on the street. A man squatted and brushed his teeth with an enamel cup.

Turning the page later, it is a special show of Doraemon, Nobita, Fat Tiger and Xiaofu, Shizuka smiles sweetly in the corner, time machine, bamboo dragonfly, any door is opened, and there is a telephone booth, and the most important thing is the memory bread, grandpa It also specifically stated: I wanted it most when I was a child.

After this part, there are excerpts from some texts, and a few more pages are filled in, "", "Youth Runtu", "Snow Leopard Elegy", "Heidi", "How Steel is Made", "Childhood" The covers of these books. Su Xiangli could almost see the grandfather's love for these words.

She unconsciously became fascinated, and continued to look backwards, but saw a little girl in a floral dress, just a beautiful back, painted brushstrokes revealing gentleness, the girl’s shadow is oblique and long, and there is a boy in the corner Is touching the shadow lightly.

Su Xiangli smiled. Is this the girl that Taiye had a crush on in primary school?

After this page, there are some TV shows, "Little Soldier", "Four Wheels Brothers", "Digimon", "Pokemon", some toys made by Tao Ni, and a picture of "no signal" . Su Xiangli couldn't help teasing: Grandpa really likes to play.

More than that, there are memories of happy childhood, as well as martial arts novels and comic books, many of which are excerpts. Su Xiangli can't recognize where it came from, but the illustrations are cool. The men and women in ancient costumes hold swords and swords. They are extraordinary heroes. . Lu Xuefeng's comment: When he was young, he yearned for the heroes, and it was difficult for him to touch him in his life.

After that, there was a page of news about Beijing’s successful bid for the Olympics, and the Shenzhou 5 spacecraft. They were all printed out and old, but they were of good quality and had the texture of a real newspaper. At that time, Lu Xuefeng must be very proud.

Su Xiangli admires the older generation, the spirit in them is hard to find now.

There are video games behind the news. This time a hundred flowers bloom, Contra, Mario, King of Fighters, Three Kingdoms, Dinosaurs, and Double Dragon. There are so many varieties, obviously very simple, but Su Xiangli can feel the simplicity. Happiness.

Looking at these things, there was a great upset in her heart. There were some phantom-like memory fragments flashing back, which seemed to be another person's memory, and the other, who had been hidden in this body, belonged to his memory. .

Su Xiangli also felt it, and she discovered that there was another soul in her body.

"Lu Zhengkang, is Lu Zhengkang you?" She covered her mouth and couldn't believe it. The thoughts in her heart surging like a tsunami, and distracting thoughts are arising, but this distracting thought is another person's thought: "I miss you so much.", "Interesting, I also played this one." "Wow, grandpa and my childhood memories overlap a lot!"

Su Xiang's ecstasy was extremely inspired: Lu Zhengkang is still alive, no, he lives in his own body, after all, he exchanged bodies with me, and part of our souls are connected!

She thinks of the project introduced by the manager of Ciyi Reading Disk Company: to create a memory that looks like a real person.

Can she use this technology to extract the part of her thinking that belongs to Lu Zhengkang, and then she can reshape the personality of Lu Zhengkang? !

In that case, isn't Lu Zhengkang equivalent to not being dead!

Su Xiangli's tears couldn't help streaming down with excitement, she shouted: "I have a solution! I have a solution!"

Outside the door, Su Quanting and Yang Xin looked at each other, and couldn't suppress their panic and worried expressions: Is the daughter crazy?

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Personality memory construction technology is the latest civilian content of neuroscience and information engineering. Su Xiangli has already experienced the experiment of consciousness exchange ~www.readwn.com~ She is no stranger to this.

When there is no legitimate reason to occupy state-owned resources, it is also a good choice to seek help from commercial technology companies.

Lu Xuefeng didn't use this package because it was really expensive. The manager kept talking about the price during the introduction because he was afraid of scaring the customer away.

It doesn't matter, there is a pension.

All the pensions were not enough, so Su Xiangli took the grandfather's account, her own account, and Lu Zhengkang's account, and all the money at his disposal was used to repay the debt.

She didn't want to spend the money of both parents, it made her feel sincerely ashamed.

The good news is that the AI ​​Futude designed by Lu Zhengkang was approved, and it should have gone through the back door. No matter what, Su Xiangli has financially independent capital. She is not protesting against the adult world, she just wants to prove her independent personality through this method—together with Lu Zhengkang.

She just had a dream in the Ci Yi Reading Disk. The memories kept going back. Lu Zhengkang's shadow became clearer and clearer, and his memories began to spring up. This is a good thing, and it proves that Su Xiang really left a part of Lu Zhengkang from his body. Soul.

Now, when she wakes up, she will meet a Lu Zhengkang.

Su Xiangli got up to hug him, but there was only one phantom, and tears flowed down from the air.

"Don't cry, Susu. I'm sorry," he said.

"You...are you coming back?"

"Don't cry, Susu. I'm sorry." He just repeated it once.

No matter how much he said, Lu Zhengkang's memory, the remnant soul left in the world, he would only say: "Don't cry, Susu. I'm sorry." As if this was his last thought.

Everything seems to have completely failed.

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