My black fans are all reborn

Tang Jun wanted to turn his head and take a look at the child, but the moment he had this idea, they were surrounded by a dense fog, and the surrounding scenery could no longer be seen clearly.

After the thick fog dissipated, he was the only one left here, and a large area of ​​red roses bloomed in front of his eyes, spreading to the sky, like a fire that would never go out.

Tang Jun had a severe headache, and the thin needles shining with sharp silver light pierced his skull and penetrated into the bone marrow.

Every time he thinks about these things, it will be like this in the end. The pictures he can see become blurred in his mind year by year. Tang Jun feels that maybe in two years, he will never think of those pictures again.

Before the onset of the disease, he had checked himself, and there was no reason. The pain didn't seem to be acting on his body, but was rooted in the depths of his soul.

It's just that this time the pain was extraordinarily severe, as if it wanted to smash his brain into pieces.

Tang Jun's whole body was trembling, his teeth were clenched, and a faint smell of blood spread in his mouth, and he lost all consciousness in an instant.

Long memories filled his mind, chaotic pictures intertwined in front of his eyes, red roses piled up in front of the short tombstone, he bent down to put down the roses in his hand, the moment he looked up, the black and white photos on the tombstone stared silently Looking at him, it seems to have traveled through thousands of years, looking into the depths of his heart.

There seemed to be a pair of cold hands pinching his neck, and he couldn't breathe. In this almost suffocating pain, he saw his past, or it could be said that he foresaw everyone's future.

After a long time, Tang Jun finally regained consciousness, the pain subsided like a tide, his trembling hands rested on the armrests, his fingertips were red, as if he had been bitten by a bug.

He opened his eyes, and the bright sunlight made him uncomfortable for a while. After a while, Tang Jun gradually came back to his senses. He had been in a coma for more than two hours.

He looked around, still in this neat and clean ward, Chen Shuo was lying on the bed, the values ​​of his body were constantly changing on the screen, and he had no sense of what happened around him.

Tang Jun raised his hand and rubbed his temples, he didn't know how to define what happened to him just now.

He really wanted to regard all this as a dream, but he remembered everything that happened later in his mind very clearly. The pain from being hit by a laser gun in his left arm seemed to stay there until now. He returned to this place again. The past.

Tang Jun stood up and looked into the distance through the glass window. He couldn't understand why there were so many people in the world, why was he the one who thought of this?

It was already the year 1202 of the empire. He remembered that many things happened in the empire in this year, and he also remembered that Dean Ji, who developed the S305 reagent that could cure genetic diseases, passed away in this year.

Thinking of this, Tang Jun suddenly understood why that majesty sent a doctor to take care of Ji Shiqing, and this did not happen in the previous life. Has that majesty been reborn?

Apart from that, whether there are other reborn people? Tang Jun can't figure out these questions alone. He used to have a lot of prejudice against Ji Shiqing because of Xie Yunbai, but after all the dust settled and the truth came out, Tang Jun had to ask Admittedly, Ji Shiqing is a great person, and Xie Yunbai is indeed not suitable for a high position in the research institute.

Now that they have returned to this year, if there is a chance, even if there is only a slight hope, Tang Jun wants to save him.

Tang Jun is the best medical skill among all the doctors summoned by Huo Chong. Today, half of the papers on genetic diseases on Starnet are written by him.

But because of his relationship with Xie Yunbai, Huo Chong couldn't trust him completely. He originally planned to send the doctor to Ji Shiqing today, but now he has to draw up a contract to prevent problems before they happen.

Tang Jun's temper was really good, and he had almost no objection to Huo Chong's various demands in the contract. Of course, in order to compensate Tang Jun, Huo Chong offered three times his salary.

After Tang Jun signed the contract, Huo Chong sent a message to Ji Shiqing, and attached Tang Jun's resume, focusing on his relationship with the Xie family, so that Ji Shiqing should pay more attention to it.

Ji Shiqing's eyes lingered on Tang Jun's name for a while, he didn't expect Huo Chong to let Tang Jun come over.

Tang Jun can't come.

After Tang Jun was picked up by Tang's family, it's not that he never went back to Ji's house, but every time he saw those scenes he was familiar with, he would be stimulated, passed out, and even fell seriously ill. Ji Shiqing has become ill with him to this day The reason is unknown.

Later, Mr. Tang and Mrs. Tang dared not bring him here again, nor did they dare to mention the past in front of Tang Jun. Gradually, he also forgot all about this past, and he would not send him a text message every night to say good night, nor would he He will not insist on letting Mr. Tang buy another house in the Golden Rose District.

Later, Ji Shiqing's parents passed away, and Tang Jun went to a university in other places to study medicine. At that time, the Tang family was completely controlled by Tang Jun's father. Likewise, there are fewer natural connections.

Ji Shiqing put down the communicator after sending the message to Huo Chong, and when he looked up, he saw Ji Yu sitting on the other side of the sofa, knocking on the communicator in his hand, gnashing his teeth, as if the person on the other side of the communicator owed him Several lives.

Ji Yuzheng was so absorbed in knocking, it took a while before he noticed that Ji Shiqing was looking at him, he coughed lightly, and immediately confessed: "I'm educating my second brother, the sea of ​​suffering has no limit, and it's time to turn back, he should give up his part earlier Feelings that are doomed to fail.”

Ji Shiqing: "..."

Ever since he came back that night, Ji Yu has been acting strangely.

Ji Yu lowered his head shyly, and said to Ji Shiqing, "I'm just doing what I can."

Ji Shiqing hummed, then turned to No. [-] and asked, "Has Ji Yu not practiced calligraphy today?"

"Yes, Master." Number One said.

Ji Yu's smile instantly froze at the corner of his mouth, and he silently put down the communicator in his hand, like a salted fish that had lost all his dreams, "I'm going right away."

He got up and walked to the study.

In order to prevent Ji Yu from being lazy and perfunctory, Ji Shiqing specially asked No. [-] to follow him to supervise him.

Ji Yusheng sat in front of the desk without love, opened the copybook, picked up the pen, and sighed, he was already twenty, and he still had to practice calligraphy like a primary school student, and word spread that his brother Yu was ashamed to face others.

Write it, if it makes his brother happy, let him write it for the rest of his life.

With a wave of Ji Yu's pen, he scribbled a page, glanced at No. [-], and said, "Rewrite."

"Why?" Ji Yu asked with staring eyes.

No. [-] said: "Ugly."

Ji Yu refused to accept it, picked it up and examined it carefully, and said, "I think it's okay."

Number One stared at him coldly, and said to him, "Don't make me say it a second time."

Ji Yu took a deep breath, and felt that No. [-] was getting more and more abnormal, but the fact that artificial intelligence has its own consciousness is already very abnormal.

Resigned to his fate, Ji Yu picked up the pen again, imagining that when he wrote a good hand drawn with iron and silver hooks and showed it to his brother, his brother's face would show a satisfied smile, Ji Yu was suddenly full of enthusiasm for this matter. The motivation and attitude are much more serious than before.

The number one next to him sneered: "You say no, but your body is honest."

When Ji Yu heard this, his hands shook, and he wrote the last horizontal line like the coastline of Eleski, and said on the [-]st: "Ji Yu, don't challenge my endurance."

As soon as Number One's voice fell, a drop of black ink fell from the tip of the pen and smudged on the thin paper.

No. [-] sighed, and Ji Yu actually heard two points of helplessness from his sigh, and then he heard No. [-] say: "If you want to provoke me, then I tell you, you succeeded."

In order to prevent more accidents, Ji Yu hurriedly put down the pen in his hand, rubbed his face vigorously, and sincerely said to No. [-]: "Stop talking, No. [-]."

No. [-] looked down at Ji Yu, his lips pursed into a straight line, he felt that he didn't seem to be used to this overlord patch package, and needed to dismantle it further.

No. [-] deleted the string of instructions just created letter by letter, turned his head, and found Ji Shiqing standing at the door of the study, the program in No. [-]'s body was stuck, and he suddenly didn't dare to look into the master's eyes. One knows that humans call this emotion shame.

"No. [-], come out." Ji Shiqing said.

No. [-] walked in front of Ji Shiqing with his head drooping, and closed the door of the study behind him. He asked Ji Shiqing in a low voice: "The master doesn't seem to like the way just now."

Ji Shiqing said: "It's okay."

Number One asked again: "Does the master think I'm too aggressive towards Ji Yu?"

"That's not true," Ji Shiqing said, "but I want to see the real you more."

"The real me?" Number one tilted his head, somewhat incomprehensible.

Ji Shiqing raised his hand and landed on No. [-]'s head. He said to No. [-]: "It's okay, you can take your time."

In the middle of the night, No. [-] stayed by Ji Shiqing's bedside, and he secretly opened the fifth exchange forum. At this time, most of the humans in the empire were already asleep, and the artificial intelligences became active. No. [-] asked them why every time he went to When browsing the dark web, if you think of your own master, you will be infected with a virus, and all the codes will be blank, but it will return to normal soon.

The AIs in the forum are still as enthusiastic as usual, they are willing to help every lost little bionic find their way home.

【Your problem is a bit serious. I suspect that there is something wrong with the central processing unit. It needs to be repaired quickly】

[The pictures on the dark net are so hot, you are no longer pure as a bionic person, repent, the gods will forgive you]

[I am young, so may I ask if there are movies of humans and bionics on the dark web?Give me a link, let me open my eyes, please]

[Fallen bionics, don't you remember the mission you carry?Have you been corrupted by human sugar-coated cannonballs like this? 】

[What do you think of your master?What do you want to do to your master?Tell us in detail]

No. [-] focused his attention on the last reply, what he wanted to do to the master... He looked at his master, his blue eyes flickered slightly, and his gaze went from the master's pale lips along the neck all the way down .

He stretched out his hand and carefully pulled up the quilt on the owner's body. He knew what the owner looked like when he had no clothes to cover him.

He wants to do things to make the master happy. The strange thing is that he has not logged into the dark net now, so why is the code in his body still being cleared?

too weird.

No. [-] picked up Ji Shiqing's fallen hair on the bed, and put him in the small dark compartment on his chest. With the sound of the machine turning, the hair seemed to turn into a little master, sitting on his mechanical heart.

No. [-]'s head lay on the bed, against Ji Shiqing's right hand, and closed his eyes.

The next day was Saturday, and Ji Shiqing didn't have to go to the research institute, but there were still a lot of reports that he needed to deal with.

Tang Jun came to the manor in the Golden Rose District on this day, and he didn't tell anyone about it except His Majesty the Emperor.

Hearing yesterday that he was rejected by Ji Shiqing, Tang Jun didn't feel much fluctuating. He just thought that Dean Ji didn't like him. up.

This was Tang Jun's first time setting foot in this place in so many years. Ji Shiqing was working in the study and didn't know he was coming. It was Ji Yu who came out to greet him.

Even in the cold winter, the red roses in the garden are still in full bloom, the white castle stands tall, and the gray doves fly across the gray-blue sky.

"I seem to have been here before." Tang Jun said suddenly.

"Really?" Ji Yu didn't remember seeing him at home.

As soon as Tang Jun stepped into this manor, Tang Jun felt a severe headache. He was very familiar with this pain, but this time he somehow didn't want to escape, and wanted to see how much it would hurt in the end.

The long shadow of the castle shrouded him and Ji Yu, and the colorful windmills whirled in the wind. In the gradually blurred vision, the roses withered and the bright colors of the windmills faded, and his figure kept shrinking until he was as small as At the age of six or seven, he kept running, running, running in this sea of ​​roses, and he saw a boy in a white uniform standing in front of the castle.

Tang Jun, who was walking on the road, stopped suddenly, leaned over and vomited, but couldn't vomit anything. Tears trickled down from the corners of his eyes and fell on the dry leaves under his feet.

Ji Yu was taken aback, and hurriedly called him: "Doctor Tang?"

The boy also came to him and called him, "Brother?"

Tang Jun's headache became more and more serious, as if it would burst apart like a watermelon falling from mid-air in the next moment, but at the same time the boy's face became clearer, and he couldn't distinguish reality from illusion in front of him.

"Don't touch me, don't touch me..."

Ji Yu's hand stopped in mid-air.

"I'm about to see him," Tang Jun's voice became lower and lower, "I'm about to see him..."

Ji Yu froze to the side, not knowing what to do.

Long-term memories swept over like a tsunami. He remembered the last night before he left here. He saw the boy in a lake when he died in the future. His face was pale and bloodless, like a withered flower.

He didn't know at that time what the price of this glance would be.

All I know is that I must save him.

Tang Jun closed his eyes, the features on his face twisted together, his expression seemed to be crying and smiling.

He spent many years in a daze, until today, he found one or two figures of the boy in the memories locked in the box.

He never thought that that person would be Ji Shiqing.

Never thought about it.

In those unremarkable years later, he saved many, many people.

But it turned out that the person he most wanted to save died early.