lyra sleepless

Yegor did not expect that the person who asked to see him was Rasimov.

Governor Cerberus seemed to be more than ten years older than when we met last time, his back became more and more bent, and his expression was ignorant, like a tramp on the street.

You Jing told him that the arrest warrant for the governor will be issued tomorrow, and he will be brought to court as an accomplice of the president of the Chamber of Commerce, who has been declared dead, to bear the main responsibility of Chiron's draft.

Yegor is now fully aware that a cowardly and incompetent person like Rasimov is just a tool to be manipulated. Now that he is about to become Helianding's scapegoat, he is already panicked and desperate to the point of fright.

But Yegor had no sympathy for him.

All those who succumb to Helian Ding and help the tyrant should have the most tragic end.

He asked blankly, "I can't wait to see you, but the governor came here to see me. What does it mean?"

He couldn't think of any reason for Rasimov to come to him other than rushing to the doctor when he was dying.What is even more inconceivable is why Helian Ding asked him to meet Rasimov.

Rasimov quickly raised his eyes from under his messy eyebrows, and when he saw Helendin, he quickly retracted his eyes.

Helian Ding showed an unpredictable smile, and he made a gesture: "Rasimov probably wants to talk to you alone, it would be better for me to avoid it."

He said softly, "Yegor, don't be afraid, he doesn't dare to coerce you at this time."

Of course Rasimov didn't dare, because he's one of your hyenas, Yegor said to himself.

He squinted coldly at Rasimov, and the poor and hateful old guy couldn't help curling up more and more, looking like a half-dead stake.

Rasimov boldly called out: "Mr. Secretary-General."

Yegor said indifferently: "Speak directly if you have something to say."

He stretched out his thick fingers and touched Yegor's outline in the void, and cloudy tears overflowed his eyes: "I wanted to say it the first time I saw you on the news, you are exactly the same as when you were a child."

He took out a photo from his clothes and handed it to Yegor tremblingly.

Yegor lowered his eyes, and on the small piece of paper, there was a mottled image of a little boy. He was about six or seven years old, with short curly hair, clear and lovely facial features, shy lips pursed, but a smile in his eyes , anyone who sees this photo will not doubt that he is the kind of child who is loved as much as possible in life.

After a long silence, Yegor frowned and said, "I don't remember."

He looked at Rasimov again: "I don't remember you either."

Rasimov laughed, the smile was very bitter, but it was clearly relieved: "Of course you won't remember me, Mr. Secretary-General. When I found you in the restricted area of ​​Vega, you were not conscious yet."

It was the first year after the war, and as the cruiser's captain, Rasimov found a primitive, dilapidated spaceship on the outskirts of Lyra.

There was no one in the boat, only a lot of souvenirs that he had never seen before, drifting in the universe like a tombstone.In the center of the entire ship, there is a life support system that is about to run out of energy.

In the center of the system, a young brain is sleeping quietly.

There is an entire room in Helian's house, filled with things from Yegor's hometown.He always thought that he came from a war-torn galaxy. During the escape, the spaceship crashed, his family died and he lost his memory, so he was adopted by the Helian family.

He also has a photo, which is a family portrait, a gentle and steady man sits in the center, his mother puts her arm on the back of his chair, with a noble and pure radiance on her face, and the young boys from the soft skirts of the girls poked his head out.

Yegor once thought he was alone, the only survivor of a once peaceful and happy family.Although he has no memory, every time he looks at that photo, at those relatives with strange faces separated by yin and yang, there is a kind of heart-piercing grief of parting.

But only now did he know that it wasn't like that, he was not a survivor, and that fairy-tale family had been completely destroyed long ago.

A disaster that destroyed the whole family was real, but the curly-haired little boy did not survive that disaster, he died long ago.

The current Yegor is just an artificial human reproduced with the brain of that little boy, a alien born in the laboratory.

After Qi Zhiwen's death, the method of reshaping the body that he left in the laboratory was mastered by the Helian family.Yegor grew up in Helian's house, had heard about that laboratory, and swore to You Jing and Hillek that they had never conducted animal experiments.

It turned out that the Helian family did it, and he was the experimental product.

How ridiculous.

The photo fell to the ground, and Yegor let go of his hand in a daze. The next moment, he knelt down on the ground, covered his face with his hands, and wept softly.

It turns out that in this world, he has never had any relatives or hometown.

He is the shadow of an unknown stranger, and the fantasies and longings he buries in his heart are just reflections of the love others have.

A person is originally a very blurred image.The cradle he threw in the attic, the tree he climbed when he was young, the girl he fell in love with for the first time, the parents who were getting old, the graffiti that fell off the wall over the years, people rely on these traces left by themselves to not forget You will get lost in the world, like a ball of wool in a maze, thinly outlining all the intersections and connections, telling you where you come from... The appearance of a person becomes more and more in the longer and longer silk thread clearer.The memory of people and the memory of objects will tell you who you are.

So who is Yegor?

Who can answer his question, who knows who Yegor is?

With tears in his eyes, he saw a tall figure gradually approaching, squatting down to look at him.

Yegor almost called out the name and asked him for an answer.

If only your love for me, and my love for you, is all I truly have.Then You Jing, can you tell me who I am?

The man wiped away his tears, and what appeared in front of him was Helian Ding's face.

He carefully told Yegor the truth: "The year the war ended, I was ten years old. My eldest brother He Lianyu died during the war, and I was the only heir to the Helian family. Being lifted to such a position is actually not a good feeling. It’s like being on the top of a high mountain, cold, without sunlight, and unable to breathe. The more I understand my responsibility and know that I must be high and cold, the more I long for it There is someone who can completely warm me up."

When Heliandin felt that his depression had reached the limit, he saw the photo of Raximov.

The pure and gentle atmosphere flowing on the people in the photos is like a thin ray of sunlight shining into a deep well.When Helian Ding picked up the photo, he felt that his fingers were almost melted by the sunlight.

Helian's heart moved.

If the photo was an ordinary child with a father and a mother, and a family background, then this might be a calm episode in Helian Ding's life. As the only child of the Helian family, he could not have any weaknesses.

But it was a brain, discovered by a small officer during a voyage, and the Helian family didn't care much, and even decided to destroy it-an organ has no human rights.

Because of this, Helian Ding suddenly realized that if he resurrected the child, he could have him completely.

It took the Helian family six years. From the first year after the war to the sixth year after the war, the scientists funded by the Helian family resurrected the 14-year-old brain according to the method left by Qi Zhiwen, and deliberately Destroyed his memory area. The 16-year-old Helian Ding hugged the slender and ignorant boy, showing a gentle smile he had never seen before: "Hello, my little Yegor."

"I am the master of the Helian family, rich in the world, but I can't indulge in joy, I can't be kind, and I can't love. I completely accept this fate, because I have the blood of the Helian family, and I don't have much of these human feelings. But there is a little more, Yegor, you are my joy, all my kindness...my love."

Helian Ding was immersed in his own emotions. As he himself said, it was rare for him to show such vivid emotions. Yegor was a complete exception in his life.

He pressed Yegor's shoulders, forced him to stand up, looked into those incredible blue eyes, leaned down to Yegor's ear, and said to him word by word: "So you and everyone in this world It doesn't matter to anyone, you're just mine, Yegor."