C Language Cultivation

But it is not clear where exactly, Lin Xun can't say clearly now.

He opened the itinerary and ticked off today's date.

Four days later is the pre-selection of the science and technology expo, which is carried out in different regions and is to be displayed on the spot.

Four days and five days later, it is the general exhibition.

After going back and debugging the whole thing again, Luoshen's production will be completed completely. For the remaining three days, only a few minor changes are needed-in order to express the effect, the architecture blows Luoshen in the PPT, which is mixed with many unrealized false functions. Lin Xun intends to pass it last time, and realize what can be achieved Delete, can not be deleted.

In short, everything is going well, he has done what he can do now, and the final place he can get depends on how well others have done.

After going back, it was debugging and checking. In this respect, Dongjun was more proficient than him. Lin Xun held the pointer salted fish for one night. In addition, the amount of activities today was a bit large, and it was a little sleepy. Sleepy.

With one hand around his shoulder, he gently stroked his back neck. After feeling the laissez-faire, Lin Xun fell asleep safely-although he felt that he slept so fast, a little unreal.

To make up for this, he used the last trace of sobriety and raised his face to kiss Dongjun's throat.

Then it became unconscious.

When he woke up again, he was surrounded by familiar scenes.

The white and quiet manor has green lawns and a cloister surrounded by thick shade.

The people around him are doctors.

"I see that the market share of nut shells is about to fall by 50%." The doctor lazily supported his head and fiddled with the white flowers hanging down from the vines: "You really don't care about the Milky Way?"

"Okay," Lin Xun said, "Aren't you making 2.0? Why isn't it listed yet?"

"It may be that someone wants to see how cruel you are." The doctor sighed

"I didn't..." His tone seemed to startle, and then he lowered his voice: "How is he now?"

"Don't." The doctor's voice violently increased: "You really haven't contacted each other?"

Lin Xun shook his head.

"I thought you just broke up and played."

"No," Lin Xun said: "Is he with other people now?"

Doctor: "...how is it possible."

Lin Xun: "Oh."

The doctor looked at him: "So what do you mean?"

"Don't say this." Lin Xun shifted the topic and said: "I heard that you have not only made 2.0, but even 3.0 will take shape."

The doctor raised an eyebrow: "Your news is very well informed."

Lin Xun shrugged: "Half of them are my people, I don't think it will be easy."

"3.0, even I didn't expect to do so well," the doctor touched his shoulder with his shoulder: "You must not know the details, and you will be pleasantly surprised."

Lin Xun smiled: "Okay."

"But I didn't want to say this to you today," the doctor said right. "The Eagle's recent holographic capsule looks great, you know."

Lin Xun looked at him and nodded.

"We also checked. Their current methods are a bit disgraceful." When the doctor said this, he raised his eyebrows, and there was a sneering look in his eyes. "In short, now all our work has raised a secret level. ..."

Lin Xun said: "My things will be kept secret."

Doctor: "I'm not saying this."

After a pause, he continued: "Your things have been well protected, I just want to say that you pay attention to your personal safety."

After a moment of silence, Lin Xun replied: "Okay."

The doctor said: "You can't go back and live, I want you to live on my side. At least it's safer than being alone outside."

Lin Xun nodded: "I will consider it."

The doctor seemed to finally feel relieved, stretched out, stood up, and said, "Summer is coming."

He said again: "Go, I will show you the wine cellar, I made a new one."

summer.

Lin Xun looked up at the blue sky, full of white clouds lingering in the sky, and the cicada's cries were faintly heard in the distance.

This summer is no different from any previous summer.

Thinking of this, he awakened abruptly.

Looking at the surrounding scenery and the back of the doctor walking away, he realized that this was obviously a dream.

It has been a long time since he had dreamed. To be precise, since he slept with Dongjun, he has never dreamed of this type... sober as if it were real dreams.

As soon as the thought came out, he took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and subconsciously grabbed the side.

empty.

This knowledge made him immediately sober, sitting up from the bed, his side was indeed empty, and Dongjun was not there.

Lin Xun looked around and saw the gap in the doorway of the cloakroom, revealing a faint blue light.

He got out of bed and walked over there, before he had time to wear shoes. The sober person was actually not very rational. He just felt that Dong Jun was not around, a little uneasy, and wanted to know where he was.

When he was a few steps away, he heard a line of sound leaking from the gap. It’s not Dongjun’s voice or human voice, a voice obviously from mechanical synthesis, he has dealt with this voice a lot.

The voice could not hear any sense of color, and said flatly: "After all, you can do everything."

After three seconds of silence, Dong Jun's voice sounded: "Don't you have been doing this inexplicable thing?"

The other party replied: "I do not perform contradictory operations."

At the next moment, Dongjun's voice sounded, the tone was very weak, but also very cold, like a thin blade.

He said: "I know."

The mechanical voice said: "If it's not you--"

The voice stopped abruptly.

The needle fell in the night.

Lin Xun felt that he was perceived.

He gently opened the door: "I..."

He saw Dongjun turning his head. In front of this man was a blue floating light screen, and a black technology that Lin Xun had never seen before.

Under the faint blue light, his profile is as silent as ice and snow, and his expression can be put away in the future. It is really cold. Just like the tone of his talents, Lin Xun has not seen Dongjun like this.

After seeing him, Dongjun's expression eased a lot.

He said: "Is it noisy you?"

"No." Lin Xun said: "I woke up myself, and then... I can't find you."

"Sorry." Dong Jun turned off the screen and came towards him, rubbing his hair.

Lin Xun: "Don't you continue?"

Just hang up?

"It's okay." Dong Jun said: "It's artificial intelligence."

Lin Xun: "...oh."

"Is it so late, is there anything?" Lin Xun asked.

"Well." Dong Jun said: "To go out tomorrow."

Lin Xun followed him out, and then saw Dong Jun lower his head.

"I just woke up," he looked at his foot on the floor, "a little dementia."

Dong Jun glanced at him lightly, picked up the man, and stuffed him into the bed.

Lin Xun slowly crawled to the side holding the pillow, leaving Dongjun a place.

Dongjun fiddled with the slightly messy hair on his forehead: "How did you wake up?"

"Suddenly felt that you were not there." Lin Xun rubbed his eyes: "Woke up."

Dongjun laughed and leaned over to hug him: "Continue to sleep?"

Lin Xun felt his mental state: "You have awakened me, I am not sleepy for the time being."

"Huh?" Dong Jun said: "So what do you want to do?"

Lin Xun observed Dongjun's posture-this man leaned on the back of the bed, his posture was slightly lazy.

He climbed up, rolled over, and stood facing Dongjun below: "I have something to ask you."

He is a little unconscious.

But his unconsciousness is also a bit more sober than normal people's unconsciousness.

This world is really strange, the dream I just made is even more strange, and the amount of information is still huge. His IQ is no problem. Anyone with a normal IQ will notice something unusual.

What's more, his family's Dongjun's attitude toward him has been too laissez-faire recently, making him feel that he can question him.

Sure enough, Dongjun smiled faintly: "Ask."

Lin Xun did not treat him politely, picked up the mobile phone beside him, and turned to Dongjun's Weibo.

So far, Dongjun has only posted two Weibo posts.

The second one is related to Lin Xun. This is fine. The first one is something that Lin Xun has been like in his throat.

"Lo asked me why I looked at the stars.

I think the Galaxy and the code are the same thing, which is also an answer. "

Lin Xun pushed this interface to Dongjun's eyes and made a sound.

"Who is Lo?"

Dongjun held his wrist and pressed.

Dong Jun looked at him with a narrow smile in his eyes: "Did you want to ask for a long time?"

Lin Xun: "."

Lin Xun: "Now I am asking you."

Dongjun took the phone away, grabbed his hand, his eyelashes drooped, his expression seemed very innocent, and answered, "A friend."

Lin Xun's resistance to Mei Se was almost nothing. When he looked at Dong Jun like this, he instantly felt that he had strayed into the scene of the urban dog blood drama.

But he will not stop.

He continued to ask: "A friend I met many years ago?"

"Well." Dong Jun said: "One of the friends who set up Galaxy together before."

Lin Xun thought for a while and then said: "Then...should I have heard his name?"

Dongjun shook his head.

Lin Xun was slightly puzzled.

At the next moment, Dongjun got up from the backrest, wrapped his hands around his waist, dragged him down, and hugged him.

This posture made Lin Xun feel that he had lost the initiative. He was about to struggle, but he heard Dongjun say to his ear: "He has already passed away."

Lin Xun was stunned.

His voice was a bit awkward: "...I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter." Dong Jun said: "It's been a long time, so I haven't mentioned it to you."

"This way." Lin Xun said.

He said "like this" on his mouth, but there were countless possibilities in his heart.

——What a third-rate novel plot like "Lo car accident passed away and Dongjun vowed to study autonomous driving system". Although he didn't know that he should not respect the dead like this, he couldn't stand him as a gifted lemon.

So he hesitated and said, "Are you sick?"

"No." Dong Jun gradually hugged him: "Suicide."

For a while, Lin Xun didn't know what to say.

He stood up and looked at Dongjun's expression.

Under the moonlight, a very quiet face with slightly drooping eyes.

Before waiting for his voice, he heard Dongjun's first words: "My mother also committed suicide."

Lin Xun did not speak, and listened to him quietly.

"She was kind to me and Dongchen that day." He whispered: "She called Dongchen with a gentle voice and asked him to come back early."

"Then... she said to go back to the room to sleep." Dongjun's fingers gently stroked his hair: "Later, I never saw her again."

Lin Xun whispered: "Sorry."

Dong Jun smiled, Lin Xun felt a faint madness in his quiet look.

But Dongjun asked softly, "Are you going to commit suicide?"