Do androids dream of the sun?

Zhong Ziyang pulled down the tablet, exposed his eyes, and secretly glanced at the clock on the wall. It was 10 seconds before two o'clock in the afternoon.

He turned his eyes and looked at Louis who was holding a book and was reading intently. He silently counted from one to ten. When the clock struck the hour, Louis closed the book with a snap and walked to the kitchen.

Zhong Ziyang showed a smug smile behind the tablet, like a stealing cat.

Every day at two o'clock in the afternoon, Louis would make a cup of coffee on time. He didn't like Nia doing it for him, and he always did it by himself. Since Zhong Ziyang came here, he saw him doing this every day.

Louis is more like a bionic person than Zhong Ziyang, like a clockwork machine, doing the same thing at a fixed time every day, the timetable is meticulously accurate to the second, and there has never been the slightest mistake, whether it is doing research or When reading a book, he always has only one expression.If he had to say that he was interested in anything, it would probably only be making coffee and doing various checks on Zhong Ziyang.

Over time, Zhong Ziyang got used to it, and even enjoyed it a little.

Louis walked out of the kitchen with fragrant coffee, sat next to Zhong Ziyang again, and looked down at him: "Yangyang, are you finished?"

The name Zhong Ziyang was given to him by Louis, saying that it was too troublesome to call it "Apollo [-]". Zhong Ziyang has always been indifferent to code names, but he really likes this surname that is the same as Louis.

Sounds like family, he thought.

"Hmm..." Zhong Ziyang turned the tablet over and winked at Louis, "It's still close."

"Then continue."

Zhong Ziyang didn't want to continue anymore. The theoretical books on genetic design were more boring than he imagined. He forced himself to read two more lines. He couldn't take it anymore, and turned his eyes to look out of the window.

Row upon row of low houses in the village stretched into the distance. Compared with usual, the gray brick houses were decorated with colorful ribbons everywhere. The noisy voices of the people in the village floated far away, and the atmosphere was full of festiveness.

"Louis," he leaned on the back of the sofa and looked out, "the village is so lively!"

"There is a holiday recently."

"Can I go down and have a look?"

"You haven't finished your book yet." Louis raised his head, just in time to meet Zhong Ziyang's burning eyes. He turned a page of the book in his hand expressionlessly, and changed his words, "I'll be back before dinner."

"must!"

Without further ado, Zhong Ziyang dropped the tablet and stood up frizzily. Louis called him: "Shoes."

"Oh!" Zhong Ziyang suddenly stopped at the entrance, put on a pair of shoes casually, and ran out of the house impatiently like a bird out of its cage.

Louis watched his figure disappear on the path down the mountain outside the house, and Nia's voice sounded from inside the house: "The observation period is almost over, you shouldn't let him go to the village again."

"Delos was originally built for him," Louis said, "I can't stop him."

Nia made a voice of disapproval: "You indulge him too much."

Louis took a sip of his coffee: "It might be more convincing if you cancel the steak for dinner."

Nia: "..."

Zhong Ziyang would go to the village every now and then. Some of the villagers in Delos were also bionics. They never regarded Zhong Ziyang as an alien. No matter where he went, they only greeted him with enthusiasm and kindness.

It can be said that Zhong Ziyang obtained difficult professional knowledge from the books Louis gave him, and learned everything about life from these villagers.

Beautiful red ribbons had already been hung on the door of Aunt Liu’s house, flying wildly in the wind, Zhong Ziyang couldn’t help but reach out and grab a handful, watching them fly away from between his fingers, before striding into the house: “Aunt Liu!”

"You're late," a girl with a high ponytail came out of the back room, "Mom just went out, otherwise I could have taken you for a walk in the village."

"It's okay, it's the same when I go shopping by myself later." Zhong Ziyang shrugged his nose, "It's so sweet, sister Liu Xin, what are you doing?"

Liu Xin smiled and said, "The nose is so good, I'm making candy, do you want to help?"

Zhong Ziyang's eyes lit up: "Yes!"

The smell in the kitchen is stronger than that outside, the air is sweet and greasy, the syrup boiled on the pot exudes steam, there are different styles of molds on the side, and there are several bags of sugar that have already been filled.Liu Xin handed him one of the bags: "Try it."

"Your craftsmanship is really good," Zhong Ziyang narrowed his eyes contentedly, and pointed to the pot of syrup, "but why do you have to do so much?"

"It's necessary for festivals, and it's a custom here for us to distribute candy."

Zhong Ziyang nodded suddenly, and pointed to the most exquisite bag in the middle: "What about this? A special prize?"

"No...this is..." Liu Xin blushed, "It's for someone else."

Zhong Ziyang stared at the heart shape on the package for a while, and suddenly felt blessed: "Boyfriend?"

Liu Xin's face turned even redder, and she waved her hands again and again: "No, I just know him."

"Maybe it will be after I send it off."

"Impossible. Besides, I didn't intend to tell him."

"Why? Don't you like him?" Zhong Ziyang was puzzled. He worked so hard to make the gift so beautiful, but he didn't take the opportunity to confess his heart. Was it just to send warmth?

Liu Xin slowly stirred the syrup in the pot: "You don't have to say it if you like it. Some people like it from the beginning and know that there will be no results. Why bother?"

"I've seen this kind of plot," Zhong Ziyang said that he would answer this question, "According to my statistics, in this case, the probability that the other party is also interested in you is as high as 74%. If you don't confess, you may misunderstand Or pass by temporarily and waste five to ten years to meet again. But if you confess immediately, there will be a 36% chance of success, and the remaining 100% will be rejected for some uncertain reason, but in the end they will all [-]% get married."

Liu Xin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What books did you read behind your back?"

"I didn't read it behind his back..." Zhong Ziyang muttered in a low voice, his eyes drifted, and he pretended to be serious and forced to change the topic, "So after comparing, I suggest you speak directly."

"Fiction is fiction, reality is reality." Liu Xin smiled, "You'll know when you meet someone you like."

"But I don't know what it means to like someone... After seeing him, my heart rate will exceed 120?" Zhong Ziyang was a little puzzled. He had read hundreds of novels, but he was still ignorant and half-knowledgeable. Copying the theory can make sense , In fact, I don't know as much as a ten-year-old child.

Human emotions are really complicated, Zhong Ziyang thought, it is even more difficult to understand than "Gene Design Theory".

"This kind of thing can't be explained clearly with data."

"What's that like?"

Zhong Ziyang has always been stubborn, determined to break the casserole and ask the end, he followed Liu Xin curiously, like a humanoid pet.

"Let's put it this way, if you meet someone and you are willing to give him the best things, that is love." Liu Xin smiled, "If it is Yang Yang, I guess it is the last candy in the world." something like that?"

Zhong Ziyang was startled, and a name popped up in his mind instantly.

Louis felt that Zhong Ziyang was a little strange.

Tonight's pastime is waltz, which Zhong Ziyang pestered Louis to teach before, but this time the class is destined not to last.Louis looked down at the brand new footprints on the eyelid shoes: "This is the fifth time."

"I'm sorry..." Zhong Ziyang apologized softly, still a little absent-minded.

"You've been looking at me tonight," Louis let go, "what were you thinking?"

Zhong Ziyang stroked his chin thoughtfully, and suddenly said something surprising: "I'm wondering if I like you."

Louis glanced at him: "What did you talk to other people in the village?"

Zhong Ziyang repeated the conversation between himself and Liu Xin, and winked at Louis: "What do you think?"

Louis was silent for a moment, then waved to him: "Come here, I'll tell you."

Zhong Ziyang leaned closer, and was dragged into the studio by Louis unsuspectingly, and pressed on the chair to perform the Nelson test twice.Louis read the newly released report: "Yes, there is progress."

Zhong Ziyang was paralyzed on the chair. After being tortured by hundreds of questions, he was like a dying fish, and complained to Louis with grief and indignation: "I am willing to give you the last candy in the world. How can you do this?" for me."

"Thanks, but I don't like peach flavor."

Zhong Ziyang curled his lips when he heard the words, and muttered a few words in a low voice, the content was nothing more than justifying his favorite taste.Louis turned around and put the report away. From the reflective material of the instrument, he happened to see Zhong Ziyang making a face behind him, and secretly took the only orange candy left on the table.

Louis lowered his eyes, and a smile flickered at the corner of his mouth that he didn't even notice.

"Oh yes, you haven't answered me yet." Zhong Ziyang patted the armrest and looked at him eagerly, "Don't think I just forgot to do two sets of tests."

"I don't know." Louis was very frank. He thought for a while and added, "However, it's best not to like me."

"Why?" Zhong Ziyang raised his hand to count, "I have calculated that the success rate should be 98%, and 2% is completely negligible."

"Wrong, you ignored the risk, so I just belong to 2%." Louis picked up the coat on the back of the chair, "Stop reading novels on the Internet, I'll go down first, remember to turn off the lights."

"What risk? Hey, Louis!"

Zhong Ziyang never got an answer from Louis. He was determined to prove that he was right, and he learned a bunch of strange tricks from somewhere, which made Louis a little distressed.

"I think you're obviously enjoying it." Shen Zhang commented after listening to Louis' retelling.

"I don't think," Louis said, sitting up from the recliner, "that my daily schedule has been disrupted."

They had a big fight because of this not long ago—although Louis thought it was just a discussion, Zhong Ziyang insisted that it was a fight.After that, Zhong Ziyang started a semi-cold war unilaterally, and today is the third day.

"Your broken plans should have been changed a long time ago. What's the point of living like a robot every day?" Shen Zhang refused to help him. "With him here, life is much more interesting, isn't it?"

Louis turned his head slightly: "I thought you didn't like him."

Every time Shen Zhang saw Zhong Ziyang, he would have a stinky face, causing the latter to hide in the room when he saw him, just like a mouse touching a cat.

"That's because he is too noisy!" Shen Zhang replied angrily.It was the first time he met a bionic person like Zhong Ziyang, like a little sun, with endless energy and enthusiasm, and usually a good-natured young man whom everyone loves.However, once he got stubborn, Little Sun became a small cannonball, and ten cows could not be pulled back. In the past, only Louis could persuade him, but now he is doubtful.

"To be honest, as your attending doctor, I still suggest you keep him." Shen Zhang picked up the notebook at hand and flipped through a few pages, then said: "Didn't you find out? During the year he came, you The situation is improving.”

Louis pursed his lips lightly, and was silent for a moment: "I will think about it."

Shen Zhang sighed: "After thinking about it, tell Lance as soon as possible, the observation period is only one month left?"

One month.

Louis sent Shen Zhang away, stood on the edge of the hillside, looked at the village shrouded in mist, took out a cigarette and lit it after a long absence,

According to the agreement between him and Lance, Zhong Ziyang will stay by his side for a year as an observation period.After one year expires, Zhong Ziyang will be sent to Lance.

Lance's original intention was to create a bionic man exactly like Cyril. He entrusted this task to Louis, but he was unwilling to experiment on his younger brother from the beginning.So he had Louis make a guinea pig.

Zhong Ziyang is the experimental subject.

Louis never admits this, Zhong Ziyang is his most perfect work, bar none.He is no different from a living person, and sometimes even Louis himself will forget that he is a bionic person.

But Lance is different, he is ruthless enough, once Zhong Ziyang goes to Lance, what awaits him will be a bottomless hell.

Many images flashed through Louis' mind, and Zhong Ziyang unconsciously became the brightest one among them.He slowly exhaled a string of smoke rings, and unexpectedly found that his heart, which had always been calm, seemed to be shaken a little.

The bracelet flickered a few times, Louis clicked on it, and Lance's name popped out. He frowned, and there was a sense of resistance in his heart for no reason.

He didn't read the message, turned off the screen, extinguished his half-smoked cigarette, touched a candy and threw it into his mouth.The moment the tip of his tongue touched the candy, Louis realized that he had taken the wrong flavor. He stared blankly at the candy for a while, but finally did not spit it out.

When he got home, Zhong Ziyang had already come out of the room.He was nestled on the couch as usual, with the tablet covering his entire face, and he seemed to be seriously studying that obscure theoretical textbook.

If the cup of coffee on the table is not steaming.

Louis was stunned for a second, looking at the clock on the wall, the hour hand had crossed two o'clock—this was the first time in several years that he had personally broken his habit.

Just because I smoked an extra cigarette.

He picked up the coffee and took a sip, both sweetness and temperature were very satisfactory.Louis glanced at Zhong Ziyang, just in time for him to sneak a glance at him.

He pretended not to notice: "I'm going to Area A tomorrow, what do you want for lunch, remember to tell Nia in advance."

"I won't be home for lunch tomorrow."

"What to do?"

Zhong Ziyang shook his feet and said proudly, "Secret."

"Oh." Louis was not in a hurry, anyway, he would say it by himself after a while.

Sure enough, Zhong Ziyang was silent for a while and then couldn't hold back: "I'm going to learn how to make candy from Sister Liu Xin."

"Don't finish it, eat up the candy yourself first."

Zhong Ziyang pulled down the tablet, glared at him, and announced very naively: "I wanted to keep a bag for you, but now I won't keep it."

Louis was noncommittal, and changed the subject: "What do you want me to bring you?"

"The cookie from last time." Zhong Ziyang groaned authentically, "Last time you said you wanted to take me to Area A to play, when exactly?"

Louis paused and said lightly, "Next time."

"That's what you said."

"Yeah." Louis drank the coffee and put down the cup, "The coffee is well brewed, thank you."

Zhong Ziyang's eyes lit up, and he pretended to cough twice: "You're welcome."

Immediately, he was in a good mood, switched the tablet interface to the memo, secretly crossed a line on a schedule, changed his mind, and said, "For the sake of your discernment, let me leave you a bag."

"Orange flavor?"

"Only peach flavor, do not accept rejection."

"Okay." Louis shrugged, licked the unmelted sugar ball in his mouth, and unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

The peach flavor seems to be pretty good too, he suddenly thought.