I practice by love games

Yun Xiaoming felt embarrassed for a while, and forced a smile: "Men...you can't marry a man..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself.

Wu Yeyao and I just...

An Chengtu smiled, then put away his sorrow, and said, "That's right... besides, brother Ming has been dead for many years."

Yun Xiaoming heaved a sigh of relief, and talked with his uncle in the yard for a while, and finally made it to the time for class in the afternoon, and ran away immediately.

In the afternoon, it was time to follow Donghuang X. Donghuang X didn't teach people very much, so he forcibly dragged Yun Xiaoming to play games with him.

Because Yun Xiaoming had something on his mind, he also played absent-mindedly.

Playing as a support, I snatched Donghuang X's head several times.

Donghuang X was very upset, and dropped the phone: "Xiao Ming, what's the matter with you? You won't be tired on the wedding night, will you?"

Yun Xiaoming blushed and said, "Where is it! Don't talk nonsense."

Then he asked again: "By the way, professor, you said... If someone close to you suddenly confesses to you, and you don't want to accept him, what should you do?"

Donghuang X said: "I have the most experience in this matter. When I was young, many students confessed to me. I asked them to study hard and talk about it after passing the Grand Slam. Later, they all became obsessed with studying. Heartless love..."

As he was talking, Donghuang X became quiet when he saw that Yun Xiaoming didn't seem to be listening to him at all.

Yun Xiaoming ignored him, and squatted on Donghuang X's sofa in a daze for a while, then suddenly jumped up: "Professor, I want to ask for leave!"

After finishing speaking, Yun Xiaoming walked out directly.

Donghuang X was dumbfounded, and shouted behind him: "You are not asking for leave, you are skipping class, skipping class!"

Yun Xiaoming walked out of Donghuang X's small building, wanting to explain clearly to An Chengtu.

But when he walked to the house he rented, he hesitated again.

What did you tell him?

It's impossible to tell him that he is the true self who traveled through time 40 years ago.

And An Chengtu has already been sad once, why make him sad again?

Yun Xiaoming turned around directly and returned to his bedroom.

When he pushed open the dormitory door, he saw Lu Yu changing her skirt, so he remembered the history class during the day, and asked, "By the way, Xiao Yu, during the daytime class, the teacher talked about Nirvana, what does it mean? "

Lu Yu paused changing clothes, put the skirt on her knees, and said, "Do you still remember the news from ten years ago?"

Of course Yun Xiaoming couldn't remember.

Lu Yu said, "No way, it's because of the fact that the Martial Artists Alliance banned research on human life sciences."

Yun Xiaoming immediately thought of a series of things that Gong Shangyu had done.

First there was the genetic black scale python, then there was the genetic octopus, and there were also mutated mermaids in the pan water.

"Is it the biological grafting of Gong's Group? My biology is not very good..."

Lu Yu said: "How did you get full marks in your high school culture test! Not at all, the Gong Group is a big consortium, why do such dangerous things!"

Yun Xiaoming walked to the dressing mirror and looked at himself in the mirror.

There is a vague feeling in my heart, but I can't grasp it.

"Actually, this technology existed in the 90s of the last century. After the global aura revived, human beings were afraid that they would not destroy themselves fast enough, so they dropped nuclear bombs everywhere, and further developed cloning technology."

Yun Xiaoming felt a chill down his spine.

He remembered the first time he looked in the mirror.

The person in the mirror looked the same as himself, but his skin was fair and delicate, like a baby.

Later, two pimples developed, and because of the sun and rain, my skin became rougher.

For this reason, when I was playing "The Difficulty of Ladies Dressing", I couldn't help but bought facial cleanser and washed it for a while.

"At that time, there were many biotechnology companies, because of the lack of legal constraints, they also created a lot of cloned people, and some were even celebrities. The biotechnology companies added combat factors to the genes of these people, which also caused quite a riot It wasn't until the Martial Artists Alliance issued a kill order that the matter calmed down."

When talking about this, Lu Yu said: "Sorcerer God should have participated in the killing order, his force value is the highest, and he must have made great achievements during the execution of the killing order."

Yun Xiaoming said, "Why have I never heard him talk about this?"

Lu Yu shrugged: "It's probably the massacre of humans by humans... It's not a good memory! I haven't experienced that, but I heard that in the capital alone, the blood on the ground hasn't been washed away after three days of rain. Since then, biotechnology related to cloning has been completely banned, and warriors have no other thoughts. They only practice cultivation, so it is called Nirvana. But... it is not a good thing after all! That's why people don't mention it now. , after all... Today's high-level warriors have more or less blood from those innocent lives on their hands."

Yun Xiaoming frowned slightly. He remembered that when he was in Wu Yeyao's spiritual space, he saw a scene where he was dressed in black, standing among corpses, and the chains in his hands were dripping. Dripping blood.

He just thought it was an ordinary killing, and Wu Yeyao's memory was full of such things, so Yun Xiaoming didn't care at all.

but now……

He looked in the mirror and reached out to touch his face.

A terrible thought crossed his mind.

But at this moment, the bedroom door was gently pushed open.

An Chengtu stood outside the door, looking at Yun Xiaoming.

Yun Xiaoming also looked at him.

An Chengtu put on the mechanical legs that Yun Xiaoming bought for him, and he was able to stand up.

Still thin, a gust of wind can blow him down.

Yun Xiaoming couldn't help but took half a step back.

Lu Yu called out, "Uncle An."

An Chengtu said: "Lu Yu, you go out, I have something to tell Ming Zai."

Lu Yu left immediately, leaving An Chengtu and Yun Xiaoming in the bedroom.

Yun Xiaoming watched An Chengtu take another half step closer to him with the help of the mechanical legs, and couldn't help but take a step back, but his knees touched the edge of the bed, and he fell directly onto the bed.

An Chengtu closed the door of the dormitory, locked it, and sighed: "Mingzi, you know everything?"

Yun Xiaoming shook his head, he didn't know what he knew.

But it seemed that he vaguely knew something.

An Chengtu said, "Ming Tsai, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you!"

Yun Xiaoming took two deep breaths, he was not afraid, he was just shocked: "You are not my uncle, are you!"

An Chengtu hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Today the history teacher talked about Nirvana, I recalled my own affairs, I am..." Yun Xiaoming couldn't say the word, but his eyes were full of vigilance towards the person in front of him.

An Chengtu smiled wryly: "Ming Tsai, you are now a student of Jingwu University. I... just an ordinary person, even if I really want to harm you, I can't harm you! Besides, you are still Professor Donghuang X's student."

Yun Xiaoming said: "Uncle, you misunderstood, I just feel a little uncomfortable, it's just my own random thinking."

But his mind was changing rapidly.

If it wasn't for the fact that my soul had traveled through time, I would never have known this secret!

Moreover, is this body the first one, or the Nth one?

An Chengtu lowered his head slightly and sat beside Yun Xiaoming.

His voice was hoarse, and he looked at the young man beside him, with a hint of melancholy in his tone: "When I explained to you about my brother at noon today, I saw your expression, I knew it, you knew it."

Yun Xiaoming didn't fully know at that time.

But now, he suddenly didn't want to see An Chengtu at all.

An Chengtu said, "Mingzai, it's not what you think, I'm not that kind of person!"

Yun Xiaoming didn't even bother to listen to An Chengtu's explanation.

He just needs to know a little.

"I was cloned by you, you cloned the real Yun Xiaoming's gene as the master, right?"

An Chengtu tried his best to defend himself: "Mingzi, you heard me, the matter is not that simple."

"No! Just tell me, yes or no!"

An Chengtu was silent for a while, and after a while, he sighed: "Yes."

Immediately, he raised his head, as if he wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and couldn't say anything.

He just sighed and stroked Yun Xiaoming's hair.

Yun Xiaoming dodged, he stood up and said, "I'm a little confused, let's go for a walk."

An Chengtu shouted from behind Yun Xiaoming: "Mingzi, you haven't eaten yet, I cooked you a supper, remember to come back and eat!"

Yun Xiaoming left the dormitory without looking back, and wandered outside.

At this moment, the snow is still falling in the sky, and it is already dark, and the snow is flying under the street lamps, and the pedestrians who come and go pass by in a hurry.

Yun Xiaoming tightened his collar. The day before, he thought he could finally live with his uncle, but after only one day, he suddenly regretted calling his uncle here.

He was a little confused and didn't think clearly. He put the hood of his coat on his head and walked around with his head down, but inadvertently found that he had reached the gate of Wu Yeyao's community.

At this moment, his cell phone rang, and he took it out of his pocket to see that it was a long letter from An Chengtu.

Yun Xiaoming hesitated for a moment, then stood under the streetlight outside the community, and clicked on the letter.

"Mingzai, I'm sorry, uncle lied to you."

Yun Xiaoming's nose turned sour, and his eye sockets were slightly red.

He continued to look down.

The letter was very long. Although it described the ins and outs of this body, it covered most of An Chengtu's life.

The 16-year-old An Chengtu grew up in turbulent times, and his mind is completely different from the 16-year-old boy in peacetime.

When Yun Xiaoming finally died, he left a lock of Yun Xiaoming's hair and went to a biotechnology company to apply for a job.

There is only one belief in his heart: I want to go against the sky and let Brother Ming be reborn!

At the beginning, An Chengtu was just an ordinary employee.

But he is young, good-looking, smart and willing to learn.

Soon, he changed from an ordinary employee to a backbone, and from a backbone to a leader.

When he was 24 years old, he struggled to get enough positions and gained enough power, so he started his own research—rebuilding Yun Xiaoming.

The process is very difficult and the technology is very immature.

The life of a clone is very short, only five or six years old at the beginning.

Later, he developed a growth hormone, but his intelligence could not keep up.

At the age of 34, he finally succeeded in cloning the first adult Yun Xiaoming.

But this project was quickly taken back by the Gong Group, which was the investor and largest shareholder, and the clones he used for experiments were completely destroyed.

As an insider, he narrowly escaped death and left the company.

When he left the company, he stole a baby from the group of cloned life forms.

For the first half of his life, he devoted himself to bringing Yun Xiaoming back to life.

And for the rest of his life, he devoted all his energy to taking care of this stolen baby, and regarded this baby as more precious than his own life.

Cloned babies, unlike normal babies, need more rigorous equipment monitoring, more painstaking care, and even special incubators.

An Chengtu used all his savings to build a greenhouse to grow this body from a baby.

Because he wanted to avoid the Warrior Alliance and the Gong Group, he returned to Yicheng, rented a house with good memories, and secretly researched in a company outside the city.

Until the baby who was carefully cared for by him finally opened his eyes, more than ten years had slipped away from An Chengtu's life.

His originally youthful face was already wrinkled.

The originally jet-black hair now has silver strands.

His healthy legs were also lost because he avoided chasing and killing once.

At the beginning, An Chengtu was very worried about whether the clone, which took him more than ten years of hard work, could possess intelligence and adapt to society.

But soon, he found that his worries were unnecessary.

He is happy to see his progress in learning.

Seeing his achievements, he was excited.

Seeing him being bullied made him angry.

Even when he found out that this clone might fall in love with others and might cause troubles like Wu Yeyao, he even thought about destroying him.

Anyway, the technology has matured, and he has enough experimental funds to create a Yun Xiaoming that is completely his own.

But... when Wu Yeyao suddenly appeared at Yicheng's home that day and stopped the plate of genetic food, An Chengtu realized what a ridiculous mistake he had made.

It was a person, a living person.

Although I spent my whole life creating it, it is a person, not an item that belongs to me.

"Ming Tsai, I didn't expect you to go so far." Although An Chengtu's letter was an electronic document, every word could be felt from his heart.

"If you really like Wu Yeyao, I... I am willing to be an elder and give you my blessings at your wedding. I have to work overtime because the company has something to do. The supper is ready and I put it in a pot to keep it warm. If you come back hungry, you can eat."

Yun Xiaoming put the phone in his pocket.

Although he didn't reply to An Chengtu's message, he had already forgiven him in his heart.

Yun Xiaoming could feel that although his uncle was sometimes a little strange, his concern for him was genuine.

He knew that An Chengtu must have other things to hide from him, but if he was sincere to him, then he didn't have to worry about it.

Besides, if it wasn't because he cloned this body, where would his soul be placed after traveling through 40 years?

"I'm a little hungry, should I eat something outside, or go back to eat the supper made by my uncle?" Yun Xiaoming was a little confused.

As a result, at this moment, a large black bone umbrella quietly covered his head, separating the wind and snow.

A familiar and deep voice rang in my ears: "I said in the morning that I don't want to live together, but it's not yet nine o'clock in the evening, and you're waiting for me here?"

Yun Xiaoming turned around and saw Wu Yeyao holding an umbrella in one hand and putting the other in his pocket, his eyes were full of smiles.

At this moment, Yun Xiaoming knew where to have dinner.

"I'm hungry!" Yun Xiaoming said.

Wu Yeyao raised her eyebrows slightly: "It's okay, it's a long time tonight, I promise you will be full."

Yun Xiaoming: ...

Yun Xiaoming: "Stop dreaming, I was tortured for two hours last night! I want to play games tonight!"

Wu Yeyao pretended to be dazed: "So you meant that, sorry, I have important things to do tonight."

Yun Xiaoming wondered, "What's important?"

Wu Yeyao smiled, his eyes were as bright as stars: "I want to play games with you, isn't it important enough?"