Be careful from the male insect [Interstellar]

Does anyone know anything more absurd and incomprehensible than the prosthetic limb that the former adoptive father sent back to him in a charity auction?

Alvin knows.

So if you ask him, he will say without hesitation:

"It was the other son of your male father who tried to murder you who bought the prosthetic limb at that auction, because he thought your manuscript was well written, so he is going to give you a small gift!"

When the waiter worm handed the gift box to Ryan, the two worms were still very confused, because they had no idea what was in the box, who suddenly wanted to give him something, and why they did it.The other worms were also very curious, but seeing Aiwen's expression, they probably understood that this involved privacy, so they politely left them a private worm space.

Aiwen: "Shall we open it and take a look?"

At first his first thought was still: Is the Liberal Party coming to murder him.However, this charity auction is a very important occasion, and the security check is quite in place, so there should be no automatic firearms or concentrated sulfuric acid inside.The two worms worked together to open the box with the dangling little dark light, and then Ryan reached in and took out a...foam ball.

To be precise, it is a small spherical object, wrapped in layers of plastic film.

Aiwen used the screwdriver that came with the keychain (remember it? I bought it on the day Aiwen got married) to disassemble it, and then he couldn't hold it steady for a while, almost dropping the eyeball to the ground.

He turned his head quickly and met Ryan's shocked gaze.

"My prosthetic eye!" He mouthed, "I knew it was mine when I saw it. What's the matter? It was given to me by Mr. M just now?"

With Ryan's help, he completely tore off the wrapping paper and saw all the prosthetics inside, from prosthetic legs to prosthetic hands.There is a white card at the bottom of the box, which has a thick texture and looks particularly high-end.

It read in graceful cursive ink:

[No offense, although I only know that your legs are fake, but you can only buy one set of prosthetics at a time, and it doesn't mean that I keep my eyes and arms. 】

[I just think that a bug like you is suitable to have a pair of legs that are more suitable for you. 】

【Happy cooperation, M】

"Good guy," Ivan said, "I have to thank him for not just giving me a pair of legs... Do you also think this Mr. M is Mick?"

Ryan: "Who else but him?"

Aiwen: "But what does he mean? What kind of a bug like me is it, and what does it have to do with legs? What does he mean by happy cooperation?"

Ryan thought about it.

"He may mean that once you figure out the first two questions, you will be able to cooperate happily again." He touched the beautiful metal parts in the box, "I think that a bug like him may be very lonely."

Ivan sat blankly for a while holding the box.

He didn't take the prosthesis out of it, otherwise the other bugs really couldn't pretend to be invisible.

"I'm going to find him." Ai Wen suddenly made a decision, "Bring me a small mirror, I'll put on my eyes first, and then I'll go to Room [-] to meet Mr. M."

"What do you want to see him for?"

Alvin has already started turning his back to remove the prosthetic eye.

The artificial eye is still a familiar touch, and Ivan changed it quickly.

He opened his eyes again, rolled them, and blinked vigorously.

As Ivan said before, the sudden restoration of binocular vision made him a little uncomfortable.Restoring familiar eyes is like finding your favorite bedtime doll.He had a strong urge to cry, but something hung in the middle, and he had to meet Mick before he could cry.

So he hurried out.

One minute later, Ivan stood at the door of Box 1 (actually, there were only three people between them) and knocked on the door.

The door opened.

Sure enough, it was Mick standing there.

Originally, Ivan was very anxious to come out and knock on the door, but when the door opened and Mick's world-weary face with drooping corners of his mouth was revealed in the photo in the corridor outside, he didn't know what to say.Mick looked like he wanted to just close the door, but thankfully he didn't, and just tapped on the panel.

Mick: "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Aiwen lowered his head and looked at the ground: "I have received your artificial leg, it is such a valuable thing, thank you."

Mick: "Is it very expensive? It's just a fake leg."

Ai Wen: "...But why did you take a photo of it for me?"

This time Mick once again used his talent of talking around, and suddenly asked: "How are you disabled?"

Ai Wen didn't react at once.

"Because of Matthew?" Mick asked, "or because of Serbia? But that's not really important. Whatever it is, I'll give you this leg and I'll be free. Maybe you'll be free too. You Interesting bug, worthy of a good pair of prosthetic legs."

"Although I still didn't understand what he meant right away, I think I understand it pretty much this time." Ivan put on his seat belt, "I'm going to see Mick, maybe to confirm with my own eyes that it's him. If it's actually Huo Den, I'm going to have nightmares - but Mick's different. He gave me this prosthetic and I'm free to keep using it because Holden didn't give it to me. My brother gave it to me, I earned it myself."

Ryan asked, "Brother?"

Ai Wen raised a hand, which was a prosthetic hand he just ordered not long ago, but it will not be used again soon.

"We shook hands at the end," he said. "Actually, it's weird to say that, but I think... I'm like him in a way. And he took the photo of the prosthetic leg in the end, don't you think Is there a weird coincidence? Like he succeeded Holden. Well, apparently Holden."

Ai Wen decided that since there was another comforting thing, he should not think about Holden, but happily participated in the celebration banquet.

The celebration banquet was near the auction site, and there was nothing special about it. In Aiwen's own words, it was just that everyone continued to eat in a different place and in a different way...and talk about the next work plan.As soon as Ivan poured the champagne, the editor-in-chief was confused by the new schedule, which included several interviews that had been negotiated long ago, as well as some other writing tasks.

"What's this?" Aiwen opened the last section, "Theme quarterly - self-made title?"

The editor-in-chief smiled all over his face: "It's a themed quarterly magazine with a self-made title."

Alvin: "..."

Aiwen: "So, what do I need to write here?"

"Write something that you think is worth writing." The editor-in-chief explained, "Of course, we have a list of forbidden writing, and you can't touch the red line on it. After drafting a topic, discuss it with me. After finalizing, we can start writing."

As soon as he finished speaking, another worm came over and whispered sorry to them, but now the chairman wants to say a few words to the editor-in-chief.

So the editor-in-chief also left, leaving Ivan and Ryan standing together, looking at the optical brain, and at the chocolate waterfall.

Ai Wen: "I always feel that the expression of the editor-in-chief is very similar to Mick's expression before he starts posting reading comprehension questions..."

But then he thought: Never mind him!Anyway, the deadline for the end of the season is still far away.

Ivan immediately picked up the glass of champagne that had been poured, touched the glass with Ryan, and drank it with his head raised.