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"Can a beaker be used to make tea?"

"Okay, take the clean ones from the warehouse over there, don't put them in the laboratory after soaking them, just use them in your small room."

"Then I'll take two, one for tea and one for milk, is that okay?"

"Take three, and one for instant noodles."

Yue Jingchen was originally lying on his back, but when he heard this, he suddenly turned up from the sofa, kicked his legs, and flew straight to hang on Yan Pei's neck, hugging him tightly with his arms, he smiled Said: "I don't eat instant noodles! You abuse children!"

Yan Pei paused while looking through the journal, and could only hold him in his arms helplessly, and coaxed the older child with kisses: "You are going to be nineteen, how can you abuse children... wait until this year's nine The month of school starts, and I have to find a school for you to send you to school, didn't you say you want to learn to be a chef?"

"En!" Yue Jingchen nodded, his smile seemed to grow on his face, no matter what Yan Pei said to him, the arc of the corner of his mouth was always upward, he snatched the book from Yan Pei's hand, squinted After a few lines, he hurriedly returned the book, "I don't understand."

"Pfft..." Yan Pei clamped the bookmark, put his arms around the boy's slender waist, and kissed deeply the lips that were slightly puffed up because of confusion. His voice was very low and slightly hoarse, When he was talking with his arms around Yue Jingchen, Yue Jingchen would always feel that there was a thin piece of sandpaper at the base of his ear, rubbing against his skin and the delicate nerves hidden under the skin.

Yan Pei smiled lowly in his ear, and the sandpaper began to grind again, making Yue Jingchen's heart itch.

"It's called specialization in art. You are still young, go to school well, and become a master chef in the future. Do I have to make an appointment for dinner?"

Yue Jingchen was sitting on Yan Pei's lap, playing with his fingers with a smile, and said, "That's right, make an appointment, you can only come in when you are called!"

Yan Pei laughed: "Hey, the future chef, can't I enjoy some privileges as a family member of the chef... For example, open the door of the back kitchen for me?"

Yue Jingchen hummed: "Good idea!"

"You ungrateful little bastard." Yan Pei bit his neck unceremoniously.

Yue Jingchen's stickiness to Yan Pei even exceeded his own imagination, and he occasionally wondered, would this delay Yan Pei's work?But at least, for a helpless teenager, a new chapter has opened in his life.

As winter passed and spring came, Yue Jingchen was finally able to fulfill his grandfather's last wish, and started to learn the skills he had.It may be that he is not talented enough, or that he is not suitable for studying. Since he was a child, his teacher has always commented on him: "This kid is very good, but he is really stupid." I tried my best to get into high school, but in the end I still couldn't get a letter of notification from the university.

Grandpa fell ill, and he was the only one left to take responsibility in the family. During the period of high school graduation, if it weren't for the kind neighbors around to help, the life of grandpa and grandson might have been miserable.But now, the lonely and helpless Yue Jingchen finally found a home to rely on, at least he thought so.

Yan Pei's honors brought him better equipment and a larger laboratory.When he moved out of this small place, Yue Jingchen deliberately brought the beakers he had been using with him.The new laboratory is far away from home, but Yan Pei has set aside a small room as usual, whether it is staying up late to work or taking a short break, it can be used.

But the honors brought by these successes can be exchanged for better conditions, and they are also destined to bring greater pressure.As a young talent who has become a little famous in the circle, the burden on Yan Pei will only be heavy but not light.However, after resting for more than a month, he led the team to start a new round of tough battles.

Yue Jingchen still couldn't understand, he couldn't understand those complicated data and nouns, but he knew that once such a battle started, Yan Pei would spend less time with him, and he would stay alone in the update, Behind the larger and more spacious glass partition, there is an endless waiting quietly.

This time he didn't dare to be willful anymore, the painful lesson from last time had made him terrified, he made up his mind to stay honest, keep quiet and don't move anything.

Yan Pei's footsteps became more and more hasty, and his expression became more and more serious. The air in the room seemed to be being sucked away bit by bit as time went by. The air pressure was getting lower and lower. Whether it was him or his team, The members of the group, everyone's complexion is getting worse and worse.

Yue Jingchen felt that lying by the window would not be of much help, so he simply went back to the house to read books, or simply returned to the kitchen at home, cooked and boiled soup according to the recipes, and then sat on the subway for experiments several kilometers away. room to send.His cooking skills are getting better and better, he thinks so, because they always don't have time to eat when they are busy, so most of the things he cooks are eaten by themselves.But Yan Pei's experiment stagnated, as if a wounded man carrying a heavy load in a mudslide could only guarantee that he would not retreat, and it would be difficult for him to move forward.

Yan Pei finally found time to taste Yue Jingchen's cooking, but his eyes were glued to the newspaper in his hand, his hand holding the chopsticks kept shaking, as if his veins were about to pop out in the next second.Yue Jingchen sat next to him, but he didn't dare to ask anything. He just turned his head slightly, and took a peek at the content of the newspaper. In black and white, it was reporting the achievements of another research and development team.Yue Jingchen wanted to say something, but felt that nothing he said would be useful, so he quietly finished the rice in the bowl and poured Yan Pei a glass of water.

Maybe it was because of too much pressure, Yan Pei didn't have much interest in eating, he took a few casual bites, and was about to continue drilling into the laboratory.Yue Jingchen remembered that he hadn't spoken to him for many days, even just a word, so he opened his mouth and reached out to grab Yan Pei's sleeve, just like in the deep winter.

Yue Jingchen thought for a long time, and said, "You seem to be under too much pressure?"

The dark circles under Yan Pei's eyes are very heavy. When he heard this, a smile of "Isn't this nonsense" suddenly appeared on his face. That smile was not good-looking at all, unlike his usual gentle appearance, such an uncomfortable conversation Letting Yue Jingchen let go of his hand, he felt that he had said something wrong, and he felt awkward for a while, so he could only mutter nonchalantly: "If I can help, I must..."

"Help me..." Yan Pei's eyes suddenly lit up a little. The emotion in his eyes was very strange, as if he had grasped the key point of inspiration from Yue Jingchen's words. He lowered his head, raised his head again, and looked away Coming over, staring at the young man who was standing there, he repeated that sentence, "Help...Chenchen, maybe you can really help."

That afternoon, Yue Jingchen entered Yan Pei's laboratory openly and aboveboard.He identified someone who could protect him and give him a stable life, and introduced it to all the team members. This is the specially invited drug tester for the new project, who will bring great help to the experiment. He is confident and confident. With Yue Jingchen's help, this project will surely break through the difficulties and succeed.

"Will I die?" Yue Jingchen's ears were filled with his rhetoric, but this thought popped out of his mind uncontrollably.

But another thought immediately popped up: "Yan Pei won't let me die."

The people in the team seemed to have great opinions on this, and Yue Jingchen didn't know what they were arguing about, because after Yan Pei finished speaking, he was invited out of the laboratory. Once the iron door was closed, the sound insulation was really good. Through the glass, I could only see their faces blushing, but I couldn't hear what they were arguing about.

The next day, Yue Jingchen came to the laboratory as scheduled. Only half of the original team members were left. He didn't dare to ask where the others had gone.The iron frame bed was a bit cold, and it was uncomfortable to lie on it, but Yan Pei didn't notice his discomfort.He stood in front of the bed, wrapped in a white coat, half of his face was covered by a mask.Yue Jingchen wanted to look into his eyes, but his eyes were blocked by the goggles, they were a little red, and there were thin bloodshot eyes in the whites.

He must have worked very hard.Yue Jingchen thought, if he could help him this time, he wouldn't have to work so hard.

The needle was very sharp, and it hurt a little when it pierced the flesh, and the slow push of the ice-cold liquid made Yue Jingchen feel his arm was cold, which was not very good.After a while, Yan Pei came over with a scalpel, the sharp blade stuck to the boy's arm, with the tip of the knife pointing down, with a little force, the fingers in rubber gloves skillfully manipulated the knife, and it was on Yue Jingchen's fair skin. There was a bloody scar on his arm.

The injection just now should be an anesthetic, so it didn't hurt when the skin was cut open.Yue Jingchen was in a panic. He was just a child who had just left childishness and hadn't had time to mature yet.He didn't dare to look any longer, closed his eyes, turned his head to the other side, raised his other hand that was still free to move, and covered his face with his arm.

Then, he somehow fell asleep.

When he woke up again, the wound on his hand had healed, and Yan Pei was sitting beside him, his complexion was not good.Yue Jingchen felt a little hungry. He stretched out his hand, trying to pull Yanpei's sleeve, but found that his whole body was sore, the muscles in his hands and feet were loose and soft, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.Yan Pei noticed the movement of the people around him, he didn't ask anything, but took the thermometer, and stuffed it neatly into Yue Jingchen's clothes.

With the cold thermometer stuck to his skin, Yue Jingchen felt extremely uncomfortable, but he had no strength in his body, so he couldn't break free.After a few minutes the measurements came back and he was running a fever.Only then did he finally notice that there was still a needle buried in his hand, and the hanging bottle was hanging above, dripping fluid into his body.

"I'm hungry..." Yue Jingchen's voice was very hoarse, and he couldn't make a loud sound.Yan Pei gently rubbed his head, went out for a while, and brought food when he came back.Yan Pei fed him, and he just ate. Although the food was a bit cold, he was not someone who couldn't bear hardships.

None of this matters as long as it helps.

But in the days that followed, his sober time became less and less.Most of the time his vision was in pitch darkness, and when he woke up occasionally, he could see something, and it was the swaying figures of Yan Pei and a few team members.Sometimes they would run in a panic, sometimes they would work methodically and step by step, and sometimes they would gather around the bed together to observe his situation.

That look was very familiar, just like what Yue Jingchen saw through the glass when he first came here, the way they observed the little white mice.

I don't know how long these days have passed, and the uncomfortable feeling in his body has finally gradually weakened, the time of waking up has gradually increased, and the sense of powerlessness in his body has gradually disappeared.Are you getting better soon?Has the medicine already been made?Could Yan Pei be honored again, standing on the podium with a neat suit and a very handsome smile?

Yan Pei did indeed smile that day. When looking at the latest test data, his eyes were bent, and the corners of his eyes were covered with thin wrinkles. He smiled very brightly, and even hugged the thin and small Yue Jingchen in his arms after a long absence. Through the mask and oxygen mask, she gently rubbed his cheek like a kiss.

Yue Jingchen suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen Yan Pei's face for a long time.

"I want to go out for a walk..." Yue Jingchen made a request. He has been trapped in this room for too long, and he can't tell the time and the sun and the moon. He needs to go out to get some air. I don't know if the small vendors downstairs are still there. There is his favorite chicken cake in that stall, which he hasn't eaten for a long time.

"What?" Yan Pei's expression was very surprised. He put down the things in his hands, turned around, held Yue Jingchen's thin shoulders with his big hands, and asked with a smile: "Chenchen, what did you say just now?"

"I want to go out..." Yue Jingchen coughed, his throat was still a little uncomfortable.

Yan Pei interrupted him without hesitation: "No."

"Why?" Yue Jingchen was puzzled, "I've been here for a long time, I want to go out for a walk, I want to eat chicken cakes outside..."

"I said no!" Yan Pei's emotions suddenly became agitated, and he pulled out the paper that was pressed on the table, which was full of dense data that Yue Jingchen couldn't understand.He held the data in one hand, and held the arm that was still in the needle with the other. He seemed to want to reason with Yue Jingchen, but the expression on his face was strangely ferocious, "Listen, Chenchen, let's... We still have a little bit to succeed, don't you want to help me? Right? If you go out now, it will destroy the stability of the experiment. Then our... previous efforts will be in vain. You want to see all these Is it in vain?"

Yue Jingchen frowned, shook his head, and said, "But I... I'm human, as you said before, I can't be like a little white mouse..."

Yue Jingchen's neckline was pulled up suddenly, and the tubes and electrodes on his body pulled up the connected instruments due to his excessive movement, and there was a sound of dingling and clanging in the quiet room.It was Yan Pei. Yan Pei grabbed his collar, and he strangled his neck. That pale face, with bloodshot eyes, pressed against him firmly, and roared at him: "Then do you want my efforts to be in vain! Do you want their efforts to be in vain! If we can't achieve the same success as before, will anyone remember us? We are almost there! You want us to Your achievements are ruined on your... what chicken cake? What about your sense of responsibility? Huh?"

"Let go of me...I..." Yue Jingchen's throat tightened, and he suddenly coughed violently, but Yan Pei's hand did not let go, but instead grabbed his neck even more forcefully. The sudden stranger in front of him made the boy afraid Trembling all over, he tried to push Yan Pei away, but found that his body could no longer use any strength.The lack of oxygen made his eyes turn red. Yan Pei used great strength, but his tone of voice was still calm.

Yue Jingchen's eyes reflected the most horrific scene in his life. His older lover, with veins bursting out of his arm, was strangling him tightly, smiling at the corners of his eyes, and speaking to him in an extremely gentle tone: "Chenchen, Do you want to go out again? Huh?"

"Hmm..." Yue Jingchen's eyes almost turned white from being pinched, he wanted to shake his head, but found that in front of those pincer-like fingers, he didn't have any right to move, even a little.

I'm dying.A tear suddenly fell from the corner of Yue Jingchen's eyes, and the struggle in his hands weakened.Like a flame being cut off, all consciousness went out in an instant.

——"Boss, the self-healing ability of the experimental subject has weakened, and our variables have also gone wrong."

——"The healing time of the scar just now has become longer. It is two centimeters long and five millimeters deep. It is the same as before, and it takes thirty minutes and 20 seconds to heal..."

—— "The potion has caught up, there is no problem this time, come again."

——"It's stable, it's going to be stable!"

The noise in his ears awakened Yue Jingchen from the chaos again. He had never felt so cold before, his body was cold, and his heart was also cold.There was no one in the laboratory. He glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was already early morning, and everyone in the laboratory had probably gone to sleep.

His body suddenly felt less uncomfortable, and he even felt that his vitality had been restored.He glanced at the various threads on his body and hands, and suddenly his nose became sour and tears came down.Through blurred tears, he saw the desk calendar on the side, and it was already approaching September.

He has spent more than half a year in this ghost place, and the person who imprisoned him here is the person he once thought he could entrust everything to. The person took his hand, coaxed him to take vitamin pills, hugged him and squeezed On the same bed, rubbing his head and kissing him...

Yue Jingchen used the strength he didn't know where to get, tore off all the threads on his body, and pulled out the needles that were growing on his body.

He has to go.

He still has to study, he has to learn how to cook, and someone has to sweep his grandfather's tomb every year. From now on... he didn't think about it in the future, but anyway, he can't stay in this ghostly place any longer.He jumped out of bed, and the cold floor suddenly took all his strength away, causing him to fall heavily on the ground.

With a light cough, a flower of blood bloomed on the ground in front of him. He didn't know what he spit out, but he knew that if he didn't escape now, he would definitely die here.

I don't want to die.Yue Jingchen gritted his teeth and pushed open the iron door of the laboratory with all his strength. It was the first time he smelled air without the smell of disinfectant after half a year.He dragged his body and moved towards the gate, the arm where the needle was pulled out was bleeding, and every footprint of his was stained red.

The door is locked, it's locked, you can't get out.Yue Jingchen twisted the door several times before realizing that Yan Pei had locked the door with a key when he left, so what to do, where to escape... He looked around, and suddenly saw the window diagonally behind.The window can go out, just go out...and be free.Grandpa's money is still in the card, so he can pay the tuition fee, go back to his home, sleep peacefully, take a bath, and eat a bowl of Yangchun noodles outside the community...

A smile suddenly appeared on his face full of tears, he quickened his pace, and stumbled towards the window.When he opened the window, he saw his arm covered with cuts. He couldn't remember when he got the wound.

It was a very windy night in September.Yue Jingchen sat on the window sill, looking down at the long-lost free world.He wiped away the tears from his face, sniffed his nose, let go of his grip on the window frame, and let the wind pour into his ears and mess up his hair.

After the rapid fall, everything returned to tranquility.