[Love and Producer Xu Mo] The spring breeze provokes dust everywhere

Ares was only seven or eight years old when he was adopted by the organization. At that time, he was sent to a well-off family in the UK for elite education in the aristocratic style. Say Mom and Dad.

Ares has his own parents, a pair of excellent and kind parents.Although killed in a car accident, little Ares became the only survivor, and he never forgot the true source of his blood.That was the only warmth in his past life, which was taken away by ruthless natural disasters and man-made disasters, so he should keep it in his heart even more.Perhaps calling parents to others is a betrayal of one's memory.At that time, the little Ares didn't know much about the world, only aloof.

However, in addition to this pair of adoptive parents, he also has a "Father".

He remembered that he was seriously injured in a car accident and lay in the hospital for more than half a year.Suddenly one day, three or four men in black suits and black gloves came to discharge him from the hospital, and then took him by the hand to get into a car going somewhere, "Don't be afraid, kid, we're going Take you to meet someone."

The bumps along the way, the unfamiliar scenery outside the window, and the long journey, he all vaguely remembered getting off the car in a palace-like place, passing through a gorgeous, bright but unpopular hall, and a half-old man sitting in a rocking chair , squinting at him.

He didn't dare to step forward, and he didn't dare to speak, he clenched his fists tightly, sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead, and his body trembled slightly.He remembered that the old man's eyes were cold and contemptuous, but his tone was slow and leisurely, "I'm sorry about what happened to your parents, son. But life still has to go on, doesn't it? We know you, you're a good boy, so You should get a better living environment and education, and I will arrange everything. But you have to remember, you are my child from now on. You want to call me Father, you know? From now on, you will be called Xu Mo. Xu Mo Ares."

That was the first time little Ares felt small and how sad it was.In the face of danger, strangeness, and authority, everything was unquestionable. He felt oppressed, his brain lacked oxygen, and his face was pale. He could only grit his teeth and nod his heavy head.The old man laughed in satisfaction, his laughter was not suitable for his age.He stretched out his hand to little Ares, "Come on, child, come to me." Then he took the skinny child who hesitated and walked forward into his arms, "You are too thin, you should eat more in the future. Xu Mo , you will be my proudest child."

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This incident often became a nightmare in the middle of the night, causing Ares to wake up suddenly, reached out and frantically turned on the bedside lamp, and then leaned against the bedside, sweating profusely, gasping for breath.

For the next few years, every day when he was eight, nine, and ten, he hated himself.Hate myself for being weak at the time, stupid and powerless like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.Why didn't you resist?Why can't I fight to the death, say I don't want it, I can live on my own, and I can live on the streets, and I don't need you to take care of the corpse at home.

This is probably a child who has just experienced life and death, an instinct for survival.Despite his precocity, at the age of seven he could not overcome his fear of death.So every day since then, Ares has engraved the matter of compromising in order to survive on the pillar of shame over and over again, and every time I recite it, my heart becomes firmer: I will never be stumbling back by life and death.he told himself so.

And such a stubborn, cold, closed heart, and withdrawn day, he survived until he was ten years old.Until, as a prank, Father sent another "daughter" to the home of the British couple.But this daughter was different from him, so different.

On the first day when they entered the house, the adoptive parents took Ares together and stood at home to welcome the new members.The adoptive parents seldom ask this withdrawn child to do anything, they always feel that they let nature take its course and don’t force and force the sensitive child to integrate into the family, but this occasion is different. Ares is not ignorant, even though he doesn't want to, but the necessary courtesy must be done, not to mention that he has been vaccinated in advance, and he knows that this is the daughter sent by Father.So he obediently got up early on Saturday morning, and Ren's adoptive mother picked out the most exquisite suit for him and put on a beautiful tie.

The doorbell rang at nine o'clock, exactly as promised.The foster parents enthusiastically opened the door. Ares saw a few people standing at the door in the same black suits as those who took him out of the hospital when he was a child, and a little girl who was about the same age as when he was sent to this family.

The adoptive parents and the people in black nodded and smiled, reached out to take the girl's luggage, and after saying "Thank you for your hard work", the people in black got in the car and left.

As soon as the little girl entered the door, she took the initiative to hug her adoptive parents. Her voice was like glass balls, sweet and clean, calling "Mom and Dad", as if she was born to be part of this family, and there was no gap in the intimacy.At that moment, the faces of the adoptive parents were filled with happiness and satisfaction that Ares had never seen before. In the following days together, they seemed even more grateful to the organization for sending them a daughter like a little angel.

The little girl is sensible and considerate.From the first meal in the house, she has to rush to help wash the dishes and prepare desserts; she is smart and good at acting like a baby, her small mouth is like honey, and she never speaks. Anyone against the scales.It is often to coax the adoptive parents to be very happy.The adoptive mother likes to take the little girl to go shopping in the mall, and the relationship between the two is like a pair of little sisters.Whenever her adoptive mother was annoyed that her figure was not perfect in the mirror, Margaery would quickly pick out a very suitable dress for her to compare with, "It's not that the figure with the front and back is good-looking, my mother has the most special charm , the clothes are just a foil to her temperament. For example...this one?"

As for him, Ares, this is probably the first time that he has been in such intimate, long-term, and forced contact with a girl. Although he has conflicts in his heart and behavior, he can live under the same roof, even if Ares is out of school. Even if we casually exchanged greetings with our adoptive parents, turned our backs to the girl and walked into the room and closed the door, we still couldn’t avoid the time of praying together, the time of dinner together sitting at the table, the time of breakfast before going out, the time of walking to school together , the moment after school together...

So it was also unavoidable, the moment when I quietly looked at and observed the little girl.

"You're looking at me." One day Ares quietly glanced at the girl and accidentally met her eyes, Margaery froze for a moment, and then showed a particularly sweet smile.

"I didn't." Ares looked away awkwardly.

"I know my brother is just embarrassed, but actually wants to play with me~"

"It's nothing." Ares said, bowed his head and walked into the room.

Only from that day on, Ares noticed that there was a little tail behind him. Margaery seemed to have some kind of tacit approval that Ares didn't exist, and began to run around with Ares, pestering Ares to ask this and that, with various reasons, even no reason needed.

Any restraint and distance can hardly be rivaled by long-term enthusiasm.Under the long-term offensive of the little girl day after day, Ares' psychological defense was slowly lost. Margaery's presence and companionship became a habit in his life.Within half a year, Ares consciously stood at the gate of Margaery's school every day, waiting for her to leave school, and took her hand home.

Things that are taken for granted can easily make people take it lightly, and no matter how mature a child is, it is easy to fall into this pit. Ares is a typical case of this principle.

He no longer remembers what that childish bet was about, but he only remembers that Margaery smiled slyly that day, "provoking" the Ares boy's desire to win in every possible way, while saying, "You just dare not bet with me, because you are afraid of losing Embarrass me" and forced Ares to sign the contract of "the loser agrees to the winner on any terms".But it was such a dangerous thought of "I can't see through this little girl's naive little trick anyway", and it really made Margaery, who is good at tricks, not know how to operate. Anyway, he won.

Ares looked helplessly at the joyful look of the little girl, and was so coquettishly entangled and pushed that she had no choice but to walk to the living room, and then stuttered and called out "Mom and Dad" for the first time.He saw tears of relief in his adoptive father's eyes, saw his adoptive mother covering her mouth, and then rushed over to hug him tightly, just as warm and familiar as his mother hugged him when he was a child.

Turning his head, the eccentric little girl lip-synced to him, "That's great, you did it."

It turns out that the family can be re-owned. Ares inexplicably felt his nose suddenly sour, and a warm current surged into his heart.He also raised his hand, responding to his adoptive mother's embrace.From then on they really became family.

That year, he was ten years old and she was seven years old. It was more than half a year after she walked into his new family that she gave him the first glimpse of the haze of three years.

Ares will always remember that when he saw the beauty of this world for the first time, he was strongly stimulated.The momentary brilliant light hit his nerves, and that kind of shock will never be forgotten in his life.

At the same time as the shock, more profound sadness swept over, and the adrenaline fell like a cliff. He immediately realized that this was not a color that he could see with his own eyes, but was assisted by the outside world, and he was going to seek help. What he gets, after all, does not belong to him.

But even so, he still deeply remembered the bright and innocent smile of the little girl. She reached out and handed over the "tool" sent by the organization, as if offering him the most precious gift in the world.He was suddenly reluctant to brush off her joy and expectation, "When you put on your glasses, you can see my color."

So she really became the color he saw for the first time.The convergence of various colors is so full and moving.He saw her long tea-brown hair like honey slanting on her shoulders, a pair of crystal blue eyes as docile and agile as elk, and her long aqua blue dress made her beautiful, tranquil and pure.

"Am I pretty."

"Very beautiful." He smiled.

Even if he took off his glasses and it was a black and white world, at least he was lucky enough to see her bright smile, like an angel who was always circling around him, trying to give him all the good things in the world.

With these good things, even if there are shortcomings, it doesn't matter.

When Margaery grew into a 17-year-old girl, Ares felt a strange charm and charm emanating from her.

Ares is 20 years old, a talented young man who has become the youngest graduate student majoring in biological sciences.Because he was doing research, he lived in school for a month or two and did not go home.

When Margaery came to visit him occasionally, when he pushed open the door of the laboratory, it was like a rose suddenly blooming, and a non-existent fragrance swept over in an instant, enveloping every inch of the black and white world.

At that time, she would walk up to Ares, take a look at the well-organized desk he had tidied up, and then sit down on the desk boldly and regardless of the image of a lady, gently shaking her two calves exposed under the sea-blue skirt, resting her hands Cheeks resting, elbows on knees inadvertently, looking at Ares with a half-smile.

When such a situation happened, Ares was always a little dumbfounded, pinched his sore brows, "I'm a grown girl, why are you still so naughty? How can I work when you're like this."

"Then don't work." Hearing this, Margaery not only had no intention of getting off the table, but straightened her waist, raised her face, and moved a little closer to Ares, speaking with confidence.

It's early summer, and Margaery's suspender dress just rightly reveals her little swan-like neck and thin fragrant shoulders. Ares looked at her, thinking, when she was born, the devil must have kissed her on the left shoulder, the hickey condensed into a black mole, exposed and blooming like a rose on the pale skin.Her eyes are also like two peach blossoms in which the thick snow melts.

Margaery didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but there was always a narrow gap in the door of the laboratory.As a result, all of Ares’s classmates knew that Ares, who turned out to be handsome and handsome young man, usually looked indifferent and unapproachable as a gentleman, but had a beautiful younger sister, and Ares’ behavior towards his sister was so strange that he surpassed him. Also has an unbelievably high degree of tolerance.

Ares, who can only be seen from a distance but not played with, is the only one who is bold and reckless, and he is not afraid of him.

It was one afternoon when the adoptive parents went out to live and vacation together, a man in black from the organization suddenly visited Ares. Margaery stood at the corner of the stairs, playing with her hair, quietly watching the two talking while drinking tea in the living room.

What kind of human improvement plan are they talking about, what about the Queen in Evol, and that Ares needs to conduct in-depth research and gain the Queen's trust to obtain the Queen's genes.

"It's just that this incident will take a certain amount of time, and the research may not go well." The man in black said in a slightly negotiating tone, as if he was sizing up Ares' reaction.

"Not only may it not go well, but it is a multiple crime to use a single person to do research on a living body? No matter what noble reason there is." Ares said, taking a sip of tea.

"If you don't do anything, I believe you know better than me what the end will be for Evoler and ordinary humans." The man in black gave some high-sounding reasons.

Margaery rolled her eyes at the boring threats and temptations.Then walked lightly into the living room.

Seeing Margaery, the man in black politely stood up and bowed, "Miss Margaery."

Margaery smiled, held up her skirt and returned the salute, then sat next to Ares, and snuggled up to Ares' side in front of the man in black, "Go on, sir."

The man in black looked awkward and hesitant, and turned his gaze to Ares, as if hoping that Ares would dismiss the wayward young lady.Unexpectedly, Ares didn't seem to have such a plan, he nodded, "Go ahead."

So the man in black bit the bullet and explained to the two people the task that the organization said "only one person, Ares, can be told in detail".

"So that's the case," Margaery nodded, "But I heard what you mean, sir, it doesn't seem like you're here to ask for Ares' permission?"

"This..." the man in black touched his nose, "Miss Margaery, I'm just here to convey the meaning of the organization..."

"Such a dangerous task was entrusted to my brother. The matter of licking blood with the tip of a knife, is the minimum personal safety guaranteed?" Margaery rested her chin on her hand, looked sideways at the man in black, and walked step by step. pressing.

"Miss Margaery," the man in black cleared his throat, "the organization does not want you to participate in this matter. In fact, only Master Ares can know the details of this matter, and you should avoid it. Master Ares has not yet To express an opinion, shouldn’t you listen to what he has to say first?”

Margaery chuckled, picked up the tea that Ares put on the table and took a sip, and said, "I think what I mean is what Ares meant."

"I understand the mission of the organization," Ares stood up, "We will think about it and give the organization an answer as soon as possible."

After the man in black left, Ares didn't show any sign of anger at Margaery's deliberately unreasonable behavior just now. He closed the door, looked at Margaery, and said with a smile, "What's the trouble? Don't you want me to go?"

She walked towards him slowly, pulling Ares' tie gently, "I don't want you to go," she whispered, "but if you go, I can't stop you."

The follow-up of this incident was that the BS little black who came to visit hurried back to the organization and reported to Father what Ares said to him, repeating almost verbatim.At the end, when Father was pinching his beard and lost in thought, he hesitated and said, "It seems...the relationship between Margaery and Ares is too close...Is this a bit bad? Yes Don't you need to keep them at a distance?"

"Intimacy?" Hearing this, Father seemed to be in a good mood, "What do you know, it's better if they are intimate. Ares is a boat floating on the sea, why don't you tie the rope firmly?"

From the day the order was issued, both of them knew that Margaery could not tolerate nonsense and rebellion, and that Ares had no right to choose.The high-sounding visit was actually nothing more than a polite announcement.

There was a day to leave, and it was the winter day when Dr. Ares's studies ended early, and the streets of London were still shrouded in mist, mist and rain as before.Thin rain can be seen under the dim street lights.

"You're so anxious to ask me to meet, I'm afraid you've already made up your mind." Margaery took a cup of coffee handed over by Ares, and took a sip, the rich bitterness and sweetness rippling on the tip of her tongue.

Ares smiled lightly, and reached out to brush a slightly curled strand of Margaery's hair who came in a hurry, "I want to say one more thing, I called you out because I missed my sister, I didn't expect you to be so direct."

Margaery laughed too.She always liked to smile, and when Ares smiled, she couldn't hide the curvature of her mouth, "Forget it, it's never useful to be persuaded by anyone about what you decide. I won't bother with it."

"When I was young, I felt that these uncles in black trench coats in the organization looked very cold, and I thought that when my brother wore such clothes, he would be very energetic. Finally it's your turn to wear them, Ares, You are very pretty."

Margaery is never shy about complimenting anyone, let alone Ares.He couldn't help laughing, and reached out to stroke the hair of the girl in front of him, "Smart ghost."

A dull siren sounded from far away on the Thames, and the wind suddenly picked up. He asked, "Is it cold?"

"It's cold," she said.Immediately, she took two steps closer to him, blinked at him, as if asking for some acquiescence, and then got into his windbreaker logically.He gathered the black windbreaker around the girl's shoulders, wrapping her in his arms.

"You're so close to me, you're not afraid of coffee spilling on your white sweater?" Margaery looked up, and Xu Mo suddenly felt that she looked like a proud little fox.Mingming said so, but his slender fingers pressed the lid of the coffee cup even tighter, for fear that a drop of coffee would splash out disobediently.

Ares lifted Margaery's chin, eyes met.

"I'm never afraid of getting the stain you gave me."

A long kiss fell on Margaery's lips.

"You have to believe, I will definitely come back to find you." The man's voice drifted in the wind, but the girl was noncommittal and did not make a sound.

The movement five years ago was paused in silence, and only now is someone playing it again.