2084

During the turbulent exam week of the liberal arts school, a big or small incident happened outside the school. Dr. Wen Boyuan, the former chairman of the Utopia Committee, passed away on the morning of January 1 at the age of 13.

As an important founder of Utopia, this famous computer expert who has achieved man-machine conduction and won many national technical medals not only broke through the epoch-making technology of man-machine conduction, but also devoted his life to the promotion and improvement of Utopia. 40 years of hard work and low-key work.

The media reported the doctor's obituary and his life experience at length, and netizens collectively mourned the "father of Utopia" and paid tribute to the new era opened up by him.

An hour before the news was released, there happened to be the last exam that day. Ling Yan received the news from his family and stopped at the entrance of the exam room without warning. He found Qi Siming and said, "Please ask for leave from the class supervisor for me." , without saying much about the reason, turned around and ran out of the central building.

When the final results were announced, Qi Siming didn't get in touch with Ling Yan, and he was very worried about him.Qi Siming's grades, which had been hovering in the twenties of the grade, finally broke into the top five, while Ling Yan was firmly at the bottom of the grade because he missed a test.

Qi Siming's winter vacation is not idle. In order to get extra points for A-level, he and Lu Jiantong contacted college tutors early on to do scientific research projects, but to be honest, he himself is not the material for such things at all, if he didn't think of other competitions to get extra points The difficulty factor is even higher, he really doesn't want to deal with the same numbers for the whole winter vacation.

When he went to the research room, he would pass by Ling Yan's house on purpose. During that time, no matter whether it was morning or night, he had never seen the lights in the house turned on.Moreover, rather than calling it a house, Qi Siming thinks it is more appropriate to call it a mansion. That area is the top housing area in the West District. It is only a 15-minute drive from the VVI District Government. The neighborhood is elegant and pleasant, and it is a rare scenery.

Lu Jiantong watched him look out of the car several times, and couldn't help but ask him, "Which house are you looking at, and who do you miss?"

Qi Siming gave him a sideways look, and didn't argue with him, "Ling Yan's family lives here."

Lu Jiantong also saw that he was not interested, so he murmured, "He lives here? Then it seems that the rumors in the school are not groundless, but why haven't I heard that there is a high-level government surnamed Ling in District VII?"

"It's not from our region, it's from the capital's cabinet."

This was an accident, Lu Jiantong's back slightly straightened as he leaned against the seat.

There are 22 seats in the cabinet. Qi Siming said that this is equivalent to revealing the answer. He thought for a while, almost unbelievable, "Then his mother is Wen Hui? Then his grandfather..." Speaking of this, he seemed to be stringing together Finding all the clues, the neat eyebrows raised slightly, and he smiled, "Let me tell you, you have no problem with your sexuality, why are you so nice to a child all of a sudden."

Hearing this, Qi Siming frowned slightly, "It has nothing to do with his parents that I take care of him, don't talk nonsense."

Qi Siming sent more than a dozen messages to Ling Yan's Utopia, but Ling Yan didn't reply, and it was a week before he took the initiative to contact him.

Not only did Ling Yan not like Utopia's entertainment function, but he also didn't like the communication function. If Qi Siming hadn't been required to deliver class news, he probably wouldn't have added Qi Siming as a friend at first.

He also said that if he has to talk, he prefers face-to-face communication. He can look into his eyes and see whether the person opposite is kind or malicious. His voice, posture, and expression convey a three-dimensional information, but the sound delivered by Utopia is processed, and the images presented are delayed. Every word spoken with it will be recorded and eventually become a personal image sketch.

What he said made sense, but such a person who did his own way, said such and such a way of doing his own way, seemed to have never experienced the pain of losing contact with others.

Having lunch with Qi Siming got used to it. As soon as Ling Yan returned to City A, he invited Qi Siming to his home. The name was that he wanted to cook for himself. When Qi Siming came, he just ran out of the kitchen, wearing an apron and wearing pure white. Home clothes, when seeing him, the eyes flashed, and there was a kind of spontaneous and real joy.

He lost a little weight, but he was in unexpectedly good condition. Qi Siming's originally prepared condolences had lost his place of bravery, so he didn't mention it randomly.Next to Ling Yan was a 50cm tall robot in the shape of a silkworm cocoon. Ling Yan patted his head and said, "This is my friend, please entertain me" before rushing back to the kitchen.

Silkworm Cocoon first introduced himself as Xiao Yao, then flexibly instructed Qi Siming where to put his coat and slippers, and then delivered a plate of fruit to Qi Siming's hand.

The decoration style of Ling Yan's home is traditional, but very tasteful. The kitchen is not too big, but it is unusually tidy. It can be seen that family members don't often open fire.While chopping vegetables and making soup, Ling Yan focused on watching the recipes projected on the wall. He looked more serious than the one who wrote the code.

Qi Siming took the initiative to go over to help, and asked, "Are you tired these days?"

"Well, I'm so tired. I have to deal with a lot of people and media."

Ling Yan has always been like this. He hates human relationships and finds it boring. "Fortunately, there was no pain when grandpa left. On the day I went, I heard from the maid that he was just sitting in front of the fireplace reading a book, and then looked at the photo of grandma for a while. It was very late. At that time, the maid told him to go upstairs to sleep and found out that he had passed away, and it was a good thing that he left peacefully."

The little demon turned around at their feet, and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he moved away in despair.

"My grandfather hasn't been bothered by anyone since he retired. The original favorite student can't visit him a few times a year. When he goes, everyone becomes attentive. Not to mention his colleagues, even the media come to join in the fun. , a model article that the media swiped back and forth, talking about rubbish enthusiasm, saying that scientific researchers should pay more attention to it, as if they were not the ones who stared at the female stars changing clothes on weekdays, if my grandfather knew what was going on behind him? If he is to be consumed like this, he will probably be so angry..." It may be that he has been cautious in his words and deeds in the capital for the past few days, holding back and not speaking, but at the moment he is a bit eloquent, "Fortunately, human beings are on the line of life and death, and they are dead. If you are a cat, you will not die happily. I don’t know how many times it will take you to leave this messy world..."

"Ling Yan." Qi Siming interrupted him, frowning, "I don't know how to handle your kitchen utensils, come and have a look."

Don't look at Ling Yan's negative attitude when eating, but he is quite enthusiastic about cooking. After Qi Siming finished his meal, the most frequently asked questions were "how was it?" .After Master Qi's strict tongue test, he was surprised to find that Ling Yan's cooking was pretty good. After that, the two made an appointment with Qi Siming to go to the research institute in the morning and come to Ling Yan's house for dinner at noon.

Ling Yan's parents rarely come back, and Ling Yan has always been the only one living in this house.Once, he ran into a strange middle-aged man in the house, wearing a well-tailored suit, and looked very capable. Ling Yan said that he was his father's chief of staff, and he came back to get some documents. Maybe Ling Yan didn't like him. At that time, the little demon kept beeping the alarm, as if he wanted to drive the intruder out.

Qi Siming's research design required a lot of data, some of which were very cumbersome. After Ling Yan heard about it, he took the initiative to help him build a model to process the data. Qi Siming didn't blush, felt lazy, and asked for advice humbly.

Ling Yan's hands are very beautiful, and he tapped the keyboard with his ten fingers like flying, while explaining to him, "Actually, this is a very simple program, do you know about social software? It's like doing a user sketch, like, interact, bookmark, search Content, residence time analysis, text content analysis, sensor data analysis, and then comprehensive calculations... Well, you will put the data here, and here..."

Sexiness probably has something to do with concentration. Those are obviously boring and trivial characters. Qi Siming didn't even want to take a second look at them, but Ling Yan's gaze was so serious and focused. If they don't know each other, they will definitely be fascinated by Ling Yan, and whether they speak or not, they will never forget his gaze.

Qi Siming was a little jealous, and raised his hand to cover his eyes, "Don't watch it, go watch a movie together."

Qi Siming's requests are rarely so inexplicable, but Ling Yan didn't say anything. He has always had no ideas in front of Qi Siming, and he can do whatever he wants. He took him to his home video room, squatted in front of a stack of CDs and asked him what he wanted. Seeing what, Qi Siming was almost taken aback, and thought for a moment that he had entered the collection room of an antique lover.

He originally planned well, thinking that Ling Yan was wearing a VR headset, and he could still take the opportunity to flirt, but the reality is so cruel, he suddenly lost his crime support.Ling Yan asked him what he wanted to watch, Qi Siming said it was free, and then sat on the carpet instead of the sofa and waited for the movie to start.Ling Yan chose an old movie, turned off the lights, asked Xiao Yao to bring a plate of fruit, and sat beside Qi Siming.

When he really fell in love with it, Qi Siming suddenly realized that this was not the case at all. In the traditional movie-watching mode, in a closed and solitary environment, the distance between them was less than half a meter. , he didn't notice what the old movie was showing at all, he just wanted to watch Ling Yan.

The boy next to him was barefoot, and his nine-quarter-length trousers, because of his sitting position, exposed a section of white ankle, which was sunk in the soft carpet. Qi Siming peeked over from bottom to top, feeling that the fruit he had just bitten into was too sweet. It made his throat a little itchy.Qi Siming was confused by the sound of gunfire and bullets in the background, he had an impulse, he wanted to hug the people around him, he wanted to hug Ling Yan into his arms.

He thought so, so he did so, and stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Ling Yan's leg.

But before the claws were in place, Ling Yan suddenly looked over.

Ling Yan's hair was lifted up, and the light from the screen cast on his face, reflecting a smooth forehead and a pair of clear eyes. Qi Siming suddenly felt embarrassed when he was caught by these eyes. She smiled, and grabbed the most recent line she heard, "This girl is quite interesting, if you like it, you like it, just say it straight, and it's not a serious matter to say that it has something to do with the stomach."

If you like it, you like it, just say it.

Suddenly, Qi Siming was touched by himself, and a vine-like mind burst out of the ground, and he suddenly understood. He subconsciously grabbed Ling Yan's hand, thinking of saying something, but before he could open his mouth, Ling Yan He was a little unhappy at first, he raised his face, and seriously wanted to discuss the plot of the movie with him, "Why were you laughing just now? Emotions will drive physiological reactions. Stomach is the most sensitive internal organ, and it will be affected in the first place."

His voice was a little cold, a little incomprehensibly stubborn.

Qi Siming was thrown cold water over his head, and his interest was dampened, and his little thoughts were beaten to nothingness.

He glanced at him, said something perfunctory, and let go of him.

You want to talk about romance with the person you care about, but he wants to talk to you about the mechanism of emotions. Ling Yan is like this, serious but inappropriate, sensitive but incomprehensible, Qi Siming doesn't want to be so stingy, but people always have temper, he has Annoyed, he couldn't adjust his emotions while taking care of whether Ling Yan was left out in the cold.

Qi Siming looked at the two people on the screen expressionlessly, and felt the person around him move, which set the movie back for 1 minute.

He ignored the kid, and after a while, Ling Yan moved in front of him, half-kneeling to block his view.

In the momentary visual blankness, in the soft darkness, he listened to Ling Yan recite the lines of the movie along with the protagonist, "Leon, I think I'm kinda falling in love with you."

In the movie, the man choked on milk.Qi Siming's heart beat violently.

The atmosphere suddenly changed. Qi Siming squinted his eyes and finally saw Ling Yan's expression clearly.He looked at himself, his eyes were very focused, the boy's cold voice was mixed with the girl's confession in the movie, gentle and calm, "It's the first time form, you know?"

The man in the movie opened his mouth and asked: How do you know it is love if you have never been in love?

Qi Siming was confused, holding a thin layer of water mist in his hand, he was so nervous that he could hardly breathe, he heard Ling Yan not pause, and said to him verbatim, "Cause Ifeelit. Inmystomach. It's all warm. I alwaysshadaknotthereandnow ...it's gone."

His love is an unrequited secret love, no one is more timid than him, but in such darkness, he will also have some desires, and he will be unable to restrain himself:

I have a knot in my stomach that used to always hurt, but it's gone now.I think I'm in love with you, this is my first love, you know?