Super Brain Rescue Project

Lan Yelin's brown pupils are very deep, showing a slightly transparent texture under the weak light of the sleep lamp, reflecting in Pei Chu's eyes like a piece of precious amber.This amber made him fascinated by looking at it. For some reason, he couldn't move his eyes, and the confusion in his heart gradually deepened. There was a little confusion in his mind, as if some impurities that would spread were mixed in, making him At the beginning, I didn't quite understand where I was and what I was doing. The person in front of me seemed familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was.

"What's wrong?" the person in front of him asked softly.

Pei Chu frowned suspiciously, looked down at his clothes, then shook the iron chain on his hand, and his memory was inexplicably covered with a thick layer of fog.He shook his head, vaguely remembering that he still has class tomorrow morning, and he is his favorite literature teacher, who will explain "The Golden Pavilion" in detail, and he also wrote a paper, which seems to be about...

"Pei Chu?" the man called him again.

Pei Chu's thoughts were interrupted again, and he responded impatiently, and continued to think about the content of that paper, which seemed to involve a lot of philosophical issues. Regarding the existence or non-existence of beauty, the instructor even asked him to participate in a what contest...

"Would you like some porridge, are you hungry?"

Ah, it seems that it is.Pei Chu was stunned for a few seconds, and found that he was not only hungry, but also dizzy and had a headache. He had no strength in his whole body, and his whole body was as weak as after a serious illness.He breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back on the sofa, and pressed his temples with some discomfort: "I'm a little hungry, what's wrong with me?"

"You are sick and have slept for a long time." The person next to him took over his movements and massaged his temples with just the right strength, "I have been worried for a long time, and you finally woke up."

When they got close, Pei Chu could smell the very faint shower gel on his body.He is very familiar with this smell, it seems to be the brand of citrus-flavored body wash he has used for the longest time, and that person also likes it very much. Tired, just changed to another brand.

Pei Chu stared at the people around him for a while, and the feeling of familiarity became stronger and stronger.He went directly to his collarbone, sniffed the fragrance seriously, and almost blurted out: "Didn't I change the shower gel for you last time?"

The man smiled, hooked his shoulders, leaned on him very affectionately, and said, "I was a little reluctant to part with this taste, so I bought another bottle myself. If you don't like it, you don't need it next time."

The pleasant body temperature pressed against him, Pei Chu instinctively wanted to back up, but after thinking about it carefully, there seemed to be no reason to back up, but he always felt something strange, so he frowned, said "oh", and found a An excuse to dismiss him: "I'm really hungry and want to eat something."

The man rubbed his head, stood up and walked to the kitchen: "I'll cook some porridge for you and make some light dishes. You should rest for a while."

Pei Chu stared at his back, watching him skillfully rolled up the sleeves of his sweater, picked out the ingredients he needed from the refrigerator, and went to the kitchen.He reached out and touched the area that had been rubbed just now, patted his forehead, stood up and looked around.He was indeed in his bedroom. There was a photo of him and that person on the desk. The bookcase was full of books he liked, and the clothes of the two of them were all mixed together in the closet.He remembered that there seemed to be iron chains on his hands just now, and he looked down. He was wearing a watch in his left hand and a black bracelet in his right hand. Where did the iron chain come from?

Pei Chu stood there in a daze for a while, her own consciousness was not very clear.Maybe it was because he had been sick for too long, he shook his head, poured himself a glass of water, and turned on the TV in the room.The recently popular detective TV series was playing on TV. The male lead stood alone at the end of the alley with an umbrella in the heavy rain, as if waiting for something.Pei Chu said "Huh?", thinking that the heroine was about to follow others out of the bar. Sure enough, the heroine on the screen was holding another man's hand, and walked past the hero intimately, as if he had known about it for a long time. The plot is the same.

Pei Chu's head started to hurt again, so he had to turn off the TV and sit on the sofa in a daze.He always felt as if he had forgotten something important, not tomorrow's morning class, not the paper, not the shower gel, not being hungry, but something hundreds of times more important than these, about a so-and-so person...

Stuck in her thoughts, Pei Chu suddenly remembered something else, so she yelled at the kitchen: "Song Chenyi, remember not to put green onions!"

The people in the kitchen responded, and replied: "Remember, no green onions, no green peppers, no coriander, you, when will this picky eater change?"

Pei Chu thought in his heart that I haven't picked much recently, and I ate several green peppers last time.He was stunned for a while after thinking about it, but he couldn't remember when and with whom he ate green peppers.

Soon the people in the kitchen prepared the meals. The porridge seemed to have been stewed early, the mung beans and white fungus were thoroughly stewed, and the dishes were freshly fried. The verdant cowpeas and the slightly yellowed winter melon were his favorites. The pickled radish from the pickle shop in my hometown is so appetizing.Pei Chu drank the porridge and ate vegetables, and remembered that there was still room for improvement in his thesis, so he opened his notebook and stared at the screen in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Song Chenyi asked him.

Pei Chu shook his head wearily: "I seem to have forgotten a lot of things, so strange."

The person behind hugged him from behind, kissed the top of his hair tenderly, and said: "You are too sick this time, and you will recover slowly. Go to sleep for a while, I will help you change it, and you will also change it today." It's late."

Pei Chu glanced at the time, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.He didn't want to sleep, but the chaos in his brain made him unable to fidget, so he nodded evasively, closed the computer and went to lie down on the bed.Song Chenyi sat down beside him, covered him with the quilt, leaving only a sleeping light, then closed the door and walked out.

Pei Chu tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, and finally didn't know if he fell asleep. He was in a daze, as if floating in a dark unknown space, his self-awareness became very shallow, and only the tireless anxiety hung over him. He still can't remember his last perception, he must have forgotten something, forgot something...

At two o'clock, someone opened the door and came in. The bright winter sun outside flashed briefly, and was soon locked behind the heavy door.Ke Tian, ​​who was tightly wrapped in a thick down jacket and a towel hat, entered the room, and her eyes fell on the person on the bed.Pei Chu seemed to have fallen asleep, and his sleep was very restless. His left hand came out of the quilt, and was pulled by the gravity of the iron chain, falling into the air.She frowned complicatedly, and wanted to say something, Lan Yelin made a silent gesture, carefully moved Pei Chu's arm back to the bed, and then tucked the quilt for him.

After finishing these, he took Ke Tian into the kitchen and closed the door of the living room.

"Your appetite is too great," Ke Tian whispered immediately, "We can't eat Pei Chu now, at least the government was standing behind us, but now that Pei Chu disappeared, the Wu family and the government are looking for someone like crazy, Especially Wu He, he doesn't care about his own life, and he doesn't care about other people's lives. In just two days, our strongholds and laboratories have been reduced by two-thirds, and now only the first few are left. Sooner or later, you..."

"Pei Chu must stay in our hands," Lan Yelin said. "If we let him go back now, Wu He's condition will be stabilized and the source of infection will be isolated. And the government has been waiting for such an opportunity for a long time." , will definitely take the opportunity to cooperate with him on the grounds of treating Wu He, and use his ability to develop the safe mutation technology that they have wanted for decades. An Yun did not save us, we have already missed, Pei Chu is our last retreat .”

Ke Tian was silent, almond eyes were wide open, staring closely at the man in front of her, there was a brief uncomfortable silence in the kitchen.For a moment, Ke Tian took a deep breath, her plump chest rose and fell rapidly, and her cheeks were slightly flushed with anger and impatience: "Retreat? Now that Wu He has contracted An Yun's disease, he is the new source of infection. Our goal has already been achieved. You can kill Pei Chu directly, and the government and the Wu family will not have the slightest solution in a short time. Teacher Song's last wish is about to come true, but you have to force him together Stay in City J...every day he lives here, the possibility of being found by those people will increase, and the failure of our deployment over the years will increase. Moreover, Pei Chu's facial bone data, fingerprints and DNA The data and those things have been sent out a long time ago, we can’t run away with him, and we may even die here! Do you understand what’s going on now?”

Lan Yelin leaned on the kitchen table, reached out and pulled out a sharp kitchen knife, and handed it to Ke Tian.

"Kill him? Yes, you do it."

Ke Tian took a step back suddenly, as if trying to avoid some plague, staring at the kitchen knife in front of her eyes, complex emotions mixed with fear slowly appeared in her eyes, her lips trembled for a long time, but she couldn't say a word .

Lan Yelin put the kitchen knife back, his voice softened, and he hugged Ke Tian into his arms.

"If you can't do it, I can't do it either," he said, "Didn't Teacher Song do it too?"

Ke Tian seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, her eyes flooded with water, she buried her face deeply in his chest, her hands were tightly clutching his sleeves, her voice trembling: "What should we do now? what to do?"

Lan Yelin stroked her hair and said: "Don't be afraid, Pei Chu is as important to us as he is to the government. After this period of time, when the super brain disease starts to break out on a large scale, we will do it Time to trade."

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