Undying Patient

"Memory counseling?" Su Jinzhi froze for a moment when he heard these four words, and joked with No. [-] with a smile, "Aren't you an AI? Why are you still doing medicine?"

"It has been said that Number Zero and I are silicon-based organisms." Number One frowned and stared at him seriously, "What I have on our planet is a medical degree. If it weren't for the biological structure of your carbon-based organisms to be different from ours, I'm not going to spend five years..."

However, as No. [-] was talking, he suddenly closed his mouth as if he remembered something, tapped the white notebook with the end of his pen, and urged Su Jinzhi impatiently: "Let's do it quickly, I can't stay here for too long." Long."

However, Su Jinzhi still grasped the key point and continued to ask: "Five years?"

Seeing that there was no way to change the topic on No. [-], he could only ask him back: "You have such a smart head, don't you know what five years are?"

Su Jinzhi can more or less guess something, those scattered memory fragments, the sudden appearance of No. [-] and No. [-], this weird system, and his existence of thinking even though he is dead, all these are telling him ,The past that he has forgotten and the five years of treatment in Naxi Port are not simple.

"Did he... asked you and No. [-] to save me?" Su Jinzhi lowered his head, slightly surveyed his gaze and glanced at the scenery outside the window, and saw a piece of lush green.

These greens reminded him of Naxi Port. Most of the time, he could only lie on the hospital bed and look at the outside world through the window.There is a vast cosmic sea of ​​stars at night, and a silver planetary dust ring to see during the day, and every summer, there is a dense green plant outside, but at that time, perhaps because of the treatment, his eyesight has become very weak. Too bad, I can't see what those green plants are at all, I can only vaguely remember that those plants were still with him on the day he died.

"Even without me and No. [-], he will find a way to save you." No. [-] answered him indifferently, which was regarded as acquiescing to this answer.

Su Jinzhi asked him: "Then you must know about the past between me and him, why didn't you and Number Zero tell me directly?"

"Tell you directly? Memory can sometimes be deceiving." Number One looked at him and sneered, "No. Zero and I don't know your past, and some of the things we know are only what he said, and we know you completely. The only ones responsible for everything in the past are you and him, but you don't remember."

Su Jinzhi sat on the bed blankly and looked at No. [-].

Number one sighed softly after meeting his gaze, and lowered his eyes to the notebook: "And he wants you to recall it again."

"So this system...are these worlds here to help me recover my memory?"

"Not at all."

"I told you from the beginning that this system exists to save people who don't love life." No. [-] paused, as if he didn't want to remind him of this, but the room was very quiet, so his cold voice clearly audible—

"And the rescue target that existed from beginning to end is only one person."

Su Jinzhi's heart trembled suddenly, his fingers trembled uncontrollably, and his lips trembled. Zhang Zhanghe finally said a word with difficulty: "I..."

"Don't ask me, I really don't know." No. [-] raised his hand to stop him, "I'll leave after we finish the memory training, you won't die, if you have any questions, you can wait until you remember everything Go ask him, I'm sure he must have a lot of questions he wants to ask you."

"Okay..." Su Jinzhi replied in a harsh voice.

"Have you had a dream lately?"

"Have."

"Compared with your original memory, is the sequence of the dream happening after or before?"

"Before."

"Can you tell the difference between real memories and fictional memories now..."

……

Number one asked a lot of questions back and forth, Su Jinzhi sat on the bed, his eyes were a little blank, and he answered the questions of number one mechanically, but his mind was full of the words that number one told him——

"And the rescue target that existed from beginning to end is only one person."

Every time Su Jinzhi thinks of this, he feels the pain of suffocation coming from his heart, which makes even the simplest movement of survival, such as breathing, become heavy and difficult.

But No. [-] quickly put away the notebook and pen: "I'm done asking."

"Have you finished asking?" Su Jinzhi was still in a daze.

Number One showed him the silver watch on his wrist: "It's been an hour."

Su Jinzhi lowered his eyes and asked in a hoarse voice, "The result?"

Number one said: "Your memory is reverse recovery, and you will probably be able to remember everything in a few worlds."

"Oh..." Su Jinzhi looked weary, as if he was not happy about this matter.

Number One glanced at him, didn't say anything, got up from the chair and said, "I'm leaving."

Hearing what he said, Su Jinzhi finally put some attention on him: "You are leaving? Didn't Bart ask you to strengthen my loyalty and obedience to him?"

"It's to strengthen the degree of loyalty and obedience to the ruler. Don't you know how to act? Just act as you did before." No. [-] sorted out the clothes on her body, making sure that there was no wrinkle on them, and finally opened the door to go out Curling the corners of his lips, he said to himself yes, "And I seem to have strengthened it."

But his voice was too low, and Su Jinzhi was immersed in his own world, not paying attention to what he was saying.

After No. [-] left, Su Jinzhi lay on the bed blankly for a while, then turned his body sideways, staring out the window in a daze as he used to lie on the hospital bed in Xigang Hospital to pass the time.

After a while, he reached under the pillow and pulled out a blank sheet of paper.

There is a polar coordinate equation written on that piece of white paper, and its corresponding function image is drawn underneath it. There are two handwritings on this piece of paper, but it carries the same emotion.

Suddenly, Su Jinzhi could no longer suppress his sadness. Although No. [-] said that in a few more worlds, his memory would probably be fully recovered, but until now, he still couldn't remember his real name.

Su Jinzhi squeezed the white paper tightly, turned over and hugged the quilt, buried his head in the thick and soft quilt, he could feel the hot air he exhaled, and the hot and wet liquid on his cheeks, which soaked into the quilt, The temperature was quickly taken away, and the coolness was pressed against the eyelids, just like the feeling of being surrounded by cold air and liquid when he was alone in the permafrost.

He now remembers how he felt at that time - he wanted someone to hug him and give him warmth.

And this person was forgotten by him.

"Sir, today is Valentine's Day, would you like to bring home a bouquet of roses for your sweetheart?"

As soon as Huaizhou came out of the bookstore, he heard the crisp voice of a little girl behind him. He turned around and found a little girl with a bouquet of roses in a basket, holding a bouquet of red roses with bright raindrops in her hand .

Huai Zhou asked her, "Is today Valentine's Day?"

"It's White Day." The little girl was a little shy, "But not many people celebrate it..."

Huai Zhou didn't speak, he was silent for a few seconds, took out a handful of change from his pocket and bought the bouquet of roses in the little girl's hand: "Can I ask you a question?"

There were still a lot of flowers in the little girl's flower basket, and it was obvious that not many people were willing to do her business. At this time, she managed to sell a bouquet of roses, and with a bright smile on her face, she replied briskly: "The customer is God, of course!"

"How do you know I have a lover?"

"When you were buying gifts, I saw you smiling." The little girl pointed to the left pocket of his windbreaker, "Your smile is very happy, so I think you have someone waiting for you to go home and bring him a gift." lover."

Huaizhou was startled when he heard the words, the image of the young man asking him to bring him a gift suddenly ran out again when he was leaving, and swaggered wildly in his head, even though he knew it was a line they had already composed , but even if it is false, it can make him happy.

He touched the left pocket of the windbreaker, and gently hooked the lower corner of his lips to the little girl: "You are right, my lover is waiting for me to go home, I have to go back."

"I wish you success in love, sir." The little girl waved to him.

Huaizhou watched her leave before continuing to walk home.

All the maps and blueprints were ready on the sixth day, and he had nothing to do on the seventh day, but he couldn’t go back to the castle in advance, because this kind of work didn’t require overtime. It would be suspicious if he went back, so he came out and walked around casually.

Perhaps because of staying in a dark and hidden place for a long time, Huai Zhou was no longer used to such a crowded and lively street.At the beginning, he didn't know why there seemed to be more pedestrians on the street today than usual. It was obviously not a weekend, but after the little girl selling roses reminded him, he suddenly realized that today is White Valentine's Day.

Huai Zhou took out his harvest from his pocket today. It was a long black paper box carefully tied up with a red ribbon, and could only be unwrapped by the recipient.

But even if it couldn't be opened, as a gift buyer, Huai Zhou knew what was inside - it was a rose metal bookmark, a gift that was very suitable for Valentine's Day.

He took the bookmark and roses back to his home, found a vase, filled some water and put the roses in the vase.

This home is a small villa he bought with the first commission. There are many sunflowers in the small garden outside the villa, but in this season, the petals have all fallen and rotted into the soil. It is impossible to see where it used to be. golden color.

Before falling asleep, he turned his head and glanced at the bouquet of roses, sighing again that he couldn't go back today.

When he left the next day, Huai Zhou didn't take the bouquet of roses with him, but took a petal from the brightest blooming rose, and also took the rose bookmark he bought.

Smelling the faint scent of roses, thinking that he would see the boy soon, Huaizhou was in a very happy mood this morning. When he saw his familiar bodyguard colleague, he smiled and greeted him, and said casually: "Joe, long time no see. How are you doing? Where's Master Jimmy?"

"What can I do?" The bodyguard smiled and slapped him on the shoulder. When he heard him ask the young master, he thought for a while and replied, "Master Jimmy is not well. He is sick. Mister invited a doctor for him."