Stop taking medicine, eat candy

Father Fu's body was seriously ill due to an injury when he was young.No matter how much medical technology develops, it cannot break through the limits of human beings.As he got older, his health became worse and worse. Since the year before last, he has gradually reduced his work intensity and handed over most of the work to his trusted subordinates and Fu Huai and Fu Shao.The old man was hit hard by Lu Yan's previous illness, and even had to live in a nursing home for a while.

Fu Huai had been mentally prepared for this before, but he didn't expect this day to come so soon.

He was wearing a black dress and standing in the hall with Lu Yan. The pure-color silk ribbon formed a huge snow-white lanyard, and the wind chimes in the corner of the hall were stirred and jingled, making the mourning hall even more desolate.At this time, the guests are gone, and no matter how grand the joys and sorrows are, the venue will eventually end, leaving a room empty and quiet, and people go to drink tea.

"Father wants to send his ashes back to Blue Star." Fu Shao walked in through the side door, silently looking up at Fu's father's portrait, his clothes were wrinkled and water-stained.

"Let me go with Yanyan." Fu Huai said.

Fu Shao raised his hand, the gentle mask on his face was broken, revealing the delicate and cold face underneath.

"Father's last wish before he died was that you take good care of Yanyan." He glanced at Fu Huai indifferently, "I only hope that you can do this, you two must be together well, don't let father... and I'm disappointed."

"I will, I will do everything in my power to get this done."

Fu Huai clasped Lu Yan's trembling hand tightly, as if clasping a wounded wet white bird.

Lu Yan's blank eyes were empty, and he was being dragged by Fu Huai to complete the complicated ceremony like a puppet throughout the day.It seems that I didn't realize what happened until now.

The crisp wind chimes continued, Lu Yan raised his head and paused for a few seconds, the tears in his eyes finally rolled down his chin and hit the ground.He threw himself into Fu Huai's arms, wrapped his hands around his body, cried out muffledly, and wet Fu Huai's clothes.

"Brother, I'm so uncomfortable." He said with a sob.

When he grew up, he usually called Fu Huai by his first name, and only called his brother when he was bullied hard.Now he is really confused, so he subconsciously called out his childhood name.

Fu Huai stroked his back to comfort him.Fu Shao came over, put his hand on the top of the boy's exposed head soothingly, and looked at Fu Huai, both of them were speechless.Like three orphaned cubs, they curled up and licked each other's wounds.Those quarrels in the past are like clouds and mist, only the temperature of each other is so real and comforting.

On a green mountain in Blue Star, Lu Yan spilled Fu's father's ashes.Watching the gray dust scatter, mix into the soil and wind, never to be seen again.

It was the time of sunrise, and the sky was full of red clouds. The warm red of the morning sun mixed with the light blue of the sky, turned into a kind of indifferent paleness.It was as if a huge eye had been opened between the heaven and the earth, overlooking the mortal beings below from a distance, neither sad nor happy, nor moved.

"Brother, why do you think there is death in this world?" Lu Yan asked.

"Because a new life can only be conceived after death." Fu Huai wrapped his arms around his shoulders to prevent him from getting too close to the cliff.

"No." Lu Yan raised his head slightly, his eyes reflected the dawn light.

"Just like AI, it is not the external hardware that determines their lifespan. It is the small memory chip. If there is too much data stored in their chip, so that new things cannot be added, then The life of this AI is over. Even a robot with exactly the same hardware, after clearing all the data in the storage chip, he is a brand new AI.

And if humans carry too much memory, they will be overwhelmed.And the deeper those memories are, the harder they are to forget, the closer the person will be to death.

If a person's body is injured, he can repair it and he will not die; if a person's heart is injured and deceived by others, then he will be smarter next time and he will not die; Finally feeling tired of this world, having seen all the joys and sorrows of this world, and no longer wanting and being unable to add the slightest weight to his memory, then this person is going to die. "

After returning from Blue Star, Lu Yan became extremely reticent, and often stayed alone in the rose garden in a daze, from morning till night.Fu Huai was a little worried about him, but he couldn't figure out what was going on in his heart.He could only do his best to satisfy him materially, and Lu Yan lacked interest in it.

Fu Huai proposed to change a house, and there are too many unbearable memories for them here.But Lu Yan refused because he couldn't bear to part with the rose garden.He resumed his previous research on human cloning neural network, but he never mentioned Fu Huan in front of Fu Huai again.

Their lives have returned to the way they used to be.It was as if the clone that Lu Yan had personally taught, and all the unpleasant things that happened to them before, never existed.

The two of them tacitly locked that bloody memory in the deepest part of their minds, waiting for it to shatter into ashes with the dusty years, or let the vicious seeds grow vines of anxiety and doubt, sucking up the blood. The blood of the person she loves the most completely tore both of them into pieces.

In order to make Lu Yan happy, Fu Huai specially bought two virtual game warehouses.It is also the introduction of consciousness connection. The principle is similar to the treatment cabin used to treat Lu Yan before, but it cannot be used for immersive experience.Therefore, the difference with the time flow in the real world is not as huge as the treatment cabin.

This time both of them were soberly connected to the 'virtual', and Fu Huai found that Lu Yan in the virtual world was obviously more vivid and comfortable, or he had automatically entered his previous state during the treatment period.Here he can finally forget everything in the real world, forget the shackles he put on himself, and express his love for Fu Huai to his heart's content.

It would be nice if love and hate could cancel each other out.Even if you loved so deeply at the beginning, but if you wait for that person to squander the sincerity that was praised wantonly, and hate grows more than love, you can finally return to indifference and walk past that person calmly, The heart is calm and the waves are not disturbed.

But most of the time, it is love and hate. Men and women are deeply involved in it, but they don't know whether they love, hate, sorrow or joy, they care about it after all.

The sweeter they are in the virtual world, the more alienated they are in the real world.

When Lu Yan looked at Fu Huai, Fu Huai always suspected that he was looking for Fu Huan's shadow from himself.When he smiled at himself, who was he smiling at? What was he thinking when he hugged himself?He held his hand, but could not feel his heart.

He watched his favorite teenager wither away like a broken rose, he was anxious but helpless.He can only accompany him more in the 'virtual', unscrupulously speaking the sweet words of love that he dare not say in reality.He loves Lu Yan carefully, treating Lu Yan like a vase that has been broken and glued together.

"You don't have to wrong yourself like this, Fu Huai." Lu Yan accidentally sprained his ankle this time, Fu Huai squatted on the ground, gently held his ankle and applied medicine to him.Lu Yanxue's white and straight calf pressed against the back of his hand, giving off a cool feeling. "You just have to be who you were before. You make me feel more uncomfortable."

The movements of Fu Huai's subordinates paused, and continued the movements as if nothing had happened.

"This is what I did for you voluntarily, there is no grievance or grievance."

"No, you go on like this." Lu Yan looked at him with a pair of hazy eyes, his expression was in a trance. "It doesn't look like you anymore, Fu Huai."

Fu Huai pressed his white instep lightly against his chest, and tasted the smell of blood gushing out from his mouth.

"I'll be whoever you like, okay?"

Lu Yan suddenly felt aggrieved, and kicked him hard in the chest regardless of his still hurting ankle.

"I still don't understand?! I don't want anyone, I just want Fu Huai!" He burst into tears, tearing at Fu Huai's back forward, like a cub in pain.

"Fu Huai is the only one I want from the beginning to the end! Give it back to me! Give me back the Fu Huai who loves me and spoils me!"

Fu Huai hugged him, full of bitterness, and had nothing to say.

"You always don't tell me anything, you always like to make decisions for me on your own. It was like this when I was a child, and it's the same when I grow up."

"You give me the best things, but you don't care if I want it or not; you take all the pain by yourself, but you don't want me to bear it with you; you treat me like a person who doesn't understand anything. My child, but I never asked me if I wanted to be innocent. What I want to be is your lover, Fu Huai! Not your child, nor your pet."

You are too used to pretending to be a perfect lover, pretending to be hot and hot like a red rose, but hiding the black roots and letting them rot and wither.But Fu Huai, if you don't want me to see your darkness, how do you know that I don't want to possess you to kiss your muddy?

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." He could only say so weakly in the end.

Apart from this belated apology, Fu Huai had nothing to offer him.

"Do you still have the medicine you gave me before?" Lu Yan asked suddenly.

Fu Huai was startled, a kind of horrifying fear crawled up from his back like a centipede, making him lose all strength.

"Yanyan, your body can no longer..."

Lu Yan interrupted him, he closed his eyes tiredly, and muttered to himself: "But I'm too tired, Fu Huai. I also want to love you well, but I can't forget the previous memories at all. .They are so heavy...I feel that weight all the time."

He said sadly, "If I were an AI, my memory chip would already be full of them."