The protagonist wants to steal my script again

The initial running-in period between him and Alois lasted for a few days. During those few days, An Minghui took books or some scientific research documents and stayed in the observation room for a period of time every day. The young man on the wall was also in a daze to himself, and from time to time, An Minghui would turn on the sound transmission device and go over to have a one-sided chat.

After a few days of one-man show, Alois responded for the first time, when An Minghui pressed his hand against the separation wall, he slowly stretched out his hand and leaned over, looking It looks like two people's palms are facing each other.The hand looks pale, but the joints are distinct, the five fingers are slender, the wrist is fixed with a specially made chain, and each of the limbs is connected to one, and the end is connected to the controllers in the four corners of the front of the room. The usual length of the chain Sufficient for his normal activities, but once the individual loses control, it will be shortened to facilitate control.

This move surprised An Minghui, he couldn't help but look at the young man in front of him in surprise, then he put his hand that was casually attached to the wall closer to the transparent wall, smiled and looked down at the two palms The young man at the joint said: "You are tall, and your hands are slightly bigger than mine. The height of most people in the East is difficult to compare with the people here, and it seems that I am no exception."

Saying that, An Minghui looked at the isolation room through the part not covered by plants. In fact, there are all kinds of daily necessities inside, and the layout style is very different from Alois himself. They all seem to be in favor of warm and warm colors, which he likes quite a bit.Such a living environment can be said to be extremely luxurious in the last days.

But even with these things, he has never seen the young man touch them. It is said that the other party just sits quietly in that chair every day, and the rest time is very short, only about one or two hours a day.

"You've been busy with various researches before, so you shouldn't feel lonely." An Minghui said softly, recalling a small game he played when he was a child, and lowered his head on the isolation wall made of glass. He took a few breaths, and then drew a small smiling face with his fingers on the breath, "But do you sometimes feel lonely now? If it were me, I would probably feel very lonely."

The young man's gaze seemed to be attracted by the smiling face he drew, and he stared straight at it.Until the breath on the wall disappeared, the smiling face also disappeared. The young man seemed quite confused. He touched the place where the smiling face had been with his fingers, then raised his head and looked at An Minghui without blinking.

It was like asking him why he hid that pattern.

Being stared at by those gray eyes like this, An Minghui had no choice but to use the original method to draw an identical smiling face again. Seeing that the young man started staring at that smiling face again, he explained helplessly: "This way The things drawn will disappear soon, there is no way. And it is not interesting, you should have bothered to look at it before."

It is not easy for young people to understand slightly more complicated sentences or principles, so An Minghui added another sentence concisely: "This, you can't keep it."

The person on the opposite side shook his head slightly. An Minghui didn't know if he didn't understand or what he meant. Just as he was about to explain again, he saw a tiny vine tip touching the smiling face that was gradually disappearing, and then A new smiling face was redrawn along the original outline.

It's just that this time it's actually engraved on the wall and won't disappear.

An Minghui: "..." This is the strongest isolation material.

Today he came back after lunch, and it happened to be the fixed meal time, so he heard a "beep" sound indicating that the machine was activated, and then opened a narrow opening from the isolation door connected to the disinfection channel , just enough to accommodate a pipe moving through, and a fluid-like nutrient substance is poured from the pipe into the groove fixed in the door.

That thing really doesn't look good, and this form of feeding is like feeding livestock in captivity.

But there is no way, no one dares to go in and deliver food in person when faced with a powerful and highly infected object, and even if ordinary food is put in, Alois is no longer independent and normal. ability to eat.

"...Alois, can I call you that for a while?" Withdrawing his gaze, An Minghui looked at the young man in front of him again, seeing that he didn't seem to be unhappy, so he continued, "Maybe I'm being self-indulgent Yes, but I hope to be friends with you, or a stranger with a decent relationship."

"If you are willing to accept my existence, I can pass through this wall and enter your side." He also knocked on the wall in front of him, "Then I can send you a better food, and help you relearn the way humans eat."

Being able to understand his words proves that the comprehension ability is still there, and can also trace the smiling faces he drew, which proves that the learning ability has not disappeared. Then as long as someone teaches, the young people in front of them can completely regain their previous eating habits, and even some other things. Knowledge.

"I have always admired people like you who are engaged in scientific research since I was a child. I think you are heroes who change the world, and you are the best among them. You eradicated that mutant plant that everyone feared, and you Undoubtedly our savior, and the savior should not have ended up like this."

Although these words were meant to gain Alois' trust, they were also An Minghui's sincere words.When I was young, I lived in an orphanage, and watching TV every week was probably their most anticipated entertainment time. At that time, he would think that the person who can make a TV is really a very good person. Later, when he grew up, he knew In addition to some people who specialize in various aspects of research, they also have more specific worship goals.

"There are very few things I can do, but I still hope to do my best. Are you willing to give me such a chance?"

After waiting patiently for a while, An Minghui didn't get any reply from Alois, and there was still no expression on that handsome face.After thinking about it, he also felt that he had acted too hastily. Maybe the other party didn't understand a few words of what he said just now.

"I'm sorry, I was in a hurry." He said, and at the same time put down his hand against the separation wall, "The central system will return to normal in four months, I may go around outside the institute, maybe I can't Come here every day, so I don’t have much time left.”

After saying this, he planned to end this conversation and sit back to a place a little further away, but before he had time to turn around completely, he saw the plants that almost covered the separation wall move from the corner of his eye.

But in the blink of an eye, the plants that had covered the sky and the ground disappeared without a trace, making it impossible to guess where they originally came from.

There was only a slender figure standing there quietly, looking at him calmly as always.

This made An Minghui couldn't help laughing, stopped turning around and faced the young man on the other side of the wall again, raised his hand and slapped it on the transparent wall like a high five, and then said with a smile: "Whether you listened or not Understand what I said, I take this as your response. I hope my application can be passed smoothly, I hope we can get along happily, and I hope you can recover soon."

Of course, Alois still didn't reply, but he also raised one of his hands, imitating An Minghui's appearance, and gently patted on the same position as him across a wall.

It was as if the two had clapped hands across a thick wall.

Kate, who entered the observation room at this time, happened to see this scene.

He opened his eyes wide in surprise, subconsciously held his breath, and raised the camera he carried with him to take a picture of the scene in front of him.

A young man in casual clothes was standing in the isolation room, his face had clearly shown some features that would appear after being infected with the virus, but it still did not affect the handsome and intimidating temperament of the young man.The other is wearing the white coat that every researcher has, with a gentle smile on his face, just looking at it makes people want to get close to him.

Such two people with diametrically opposed auras held hands together across a transparent wall and stared at each other, seemingly incomparably harmonious.

Kate hardly dared to make a sound to disturb them, but one of the protagonists in the picture quickly noticed him and turned his head to greet him with a smile: "Kate, are you here today?"

"Of course, I've always been in charge of the observation room, you know...uh, did I do something wrong?"

Kate looked awkwardly at the wall that had been covered in plants again when she was talking, and felt that she might really have come at the wrong time.

"...Maybe a genius also has a shy side?" Of course An Minghui also saw it, so he could only find an excuse to repair Kate's injured self-esteem, "But I don't think Alois is not It is as inaccessible as I imagined, and if there is no accident, I plan to submit an application to enter the isolation room within three days."

"Oh, Ann, you are such a brave person, and you are our savior. I can see that you are very friendly, but I really didn't expect that this kind of affinity can even affect people who are about to become zombies." Kate sincerely Complimented, "Letting you join us is really the right choice, the guy who picked you really has a good eye."

"You're exaggerating, Kate."

I'm not exaggerating at all - Kate thought so.

Everyone in the research institute knows the dean's temper, and an assistant like him who has relatively more contact with the dean on weekdays feels it more deeply. No matter how good that man is, he is withdrawn and indifferent. It seems that he can't generate the slightest interest in anything.

It doesn't make sense to become approachable after becoming a zombie. In fact, An is the only person who has not hit a wall so far.

The author has something to say: Dean's work diary:

He said a lot of hard to understand

but not annoying

very strange