imperfections

In recent years, Lin Jingheng has been particularly guilty of chatter. He has been imprisoned in the space prison for 14 years. There is only Dr. Harden as an old chatterer beside him. He has to listen to him chatting about the illusory interstellar society every day. He feels that his temper has been greatly improved. Improvement, but when he heard Zhan Lu talk about the "injection of biochips", he still couldn't hold back his anger.

"What did you say?" Lin Jingheng pulled her wrist out violently, but she didn't pull it out, but her wrist was tightened even more. Lu Bixing's fingers were like shackles, which seriously violated the "Prisoners' Human Rights Law" , hard and cold, so tight that it hurts the bones, this kind of hand strength is simply evidence in court, Lin Jingheng became more and more furious, "Bastard!"

At this time, as if sensing his movement to break free, Lu Bixing's breathing became obviously rapid, and his whole body wanted to curl up into a ball in pain, and his forehead hit the medical cabin.

Lin Jingheng was taken aback, and his anger was immediately extinguished by nervousness: "What's wrong with him?"

"It's okay, the sequelae of soothing agent No. [-]," Zhan Lu replied, "soothing agent No. [-] will cause brain wave disturbance within a certain period of time. It is a normal phenomenon. Patients have low sleep quality, easy to wake up, and interact with the outside world Strong ability, and occasionally sleepwalking occurs.”

Lin Jingheng made unreasonable criticism: "Your soothing agent has evolved to No. [-], why are the side effects greater than the original version?"

"First of all, soothing agent No. [-] is a by-product of other medicines, not an upgraded version of a product, and there are not many actual applications. Secondly, it does solve the problem of immediate strong muscle twitching. In an emergency, it greatly increases The safety factor of the mech pilot, and..."

Lin Jingheng listened impatiently to him reciting the drug instructions, and interrupted Zhanlu: "Tell me what to do."

"There is no need to take any measures," Zhanlu said, "You just keep quiet and restrained, and try not to provoke him."

Lin Jingheng was stunned, sat down gently on the edge of the medical cabin, slowed his breathing, and then sighed wearily with a bit of upset: "What's the use of you, why don't you stop him? "

"At that time, my autonomous authority was disabled. After the self-service authority is restored, due to the lack of relevant information, I cannot accurately judge the risk of taking out the chip, and I do not recommend forcing it out." Zhan Lu said in an unhurried way to defend himself, " But after my autonomy was restored, I took a series of steps to stop Principal Lu's irrational behavior, and the success rate was close to [-] percent."

Lin Jingheng raised his eyelids and glanced at the small robot hand. This robot hand is purely an imitation. I don’t know which part is out of proportion. "

Zhanlu: "For example, he once tried to clone you with one of your hairs."

Lin Jingheng: "..."

Zhanlu reminded him: "We just discussed it, you need to keep quiet and restraint."

But artificial intelligence is not so understanding of human feelings. Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Lin Jingheng's reaction was not violent. He even stared blankly for a while, and then looked down at Lu Bixing in the medical cabin-the appearance was almost nothing. Changes, people under the age of [-], as long as the young body is adjusted a little in the medical cabin, it is not difficult to maintain the same image, and as the chief of the eighth galaxy, he also needs to show a good state at all times.

Looking at this unchanged face, Lin Jingheng had a vague illusion, as if it was the same day as 16 years ago when he bid farewell to Lu Bixing and went to the junction of seven or eight galaxies——

On that day, the city of Yinhe was sunny and windy, and he held his coat in one hand and put white gloves on his hands, and said to Lu Bixing vaguely, "Let's go."

Lu Bixing jumped over and hugged him from behind, like a brat who owed his hand, using all kinds of tricks to make things difficult for him, just to prevent him from walking cleanly: "Let's make a bet, I bet you won't Go and come back quickly."

"No gamble," Lin Jingheng said, "My opinion is the same as yours... I just got dressed, don't make trouble!"

Lu Bixing sighed: "Emotional intelligence, general, why are you not motivated at all in this area? If you hadn't grown up like this, you must be doomed to die alone - I will teach you the correct way, and you say to me 'baby, I bet tomorrow the eighth sun will rise east of the morning star'."

Lin Jingheng didn't cooperate: "Thank you, no need, I'm not sick—you speak with your tongue straight."

"I'll answer you right away, 'Okay, I'll bet with you, I'll bet on the west side'," Lu Bixing skillfully ignored his incomprehensible amorous feelings, met Lin Jingheng's disdainful eyes like "you're full", and looked Without changing his face, he said, "This way I can lose myself to you."

Lin Jingheng: "..."

"I bet you won't go and come back quickly. If I win, if you don't go home for a few days, you will lose to me for a few days. You have to do whatever I ask you to do. For example, you are not allowed to wear a shirt at home... Ugh."

Lin Jingheng was so entangled by him that he couldn't laugh or cry, so she had to pull him over and gag his mouth fiercely, maybe trying to tie his tongue in a knot, and then said, "Little bastard, you are getting more and more shameless" , with a little smile on the brow and swaggered away.

The memory exploded into fragments, forming the face of the person in front of him. Lin Jingheng stretched out his hand out of nowhere, and gently wiped Lu Bixing's face, as if wanting to wipe away the haze above.

"There was no such thing before," he thought.

All of a sudden, all his worries and worries on the road disappeared, and Lin Jingheng even felt a little inexplicable anger in his heart. He thought, so many people in the eighth galaxy have changed their sexual orientation overnight. A girl, or all blind?After so many years, is there no one to accompany him?Even if he refuses or is unwilling, no one has the patience to pursue it for a few more years? In 16 years, there must be someone who can warm up a frozen little snake, right?

Lin Jingheng said to Zhanlu almost inaudibly: "Why did you blow up his incubator?"

Zhan Lu always said sensibly: "Copying human beings by technical means is prohibited in any legal system, which has touched the bottom line of morality, and a cloned person cannot replace the real you, and a cloned person is an individual , In addition, doing so will also cause many ethical problems. There are enough cases in history. Statistics show that this will not help comfort him, but will cause more and more difficult psychological problems. It is drinking poison to quench thirst. "

Who doesn't understand this truth?

But people are walking in the difficult purgatory, just to continue to survive, they have to do their best. Occasionally see a little light, and often subconsciously follow it, harboring dangerous hopes, how can there be room for judging whether it is starlight or will-o’-the-wisp ?

The road is always getting darker and darker, and the swamp is always getting deeper and deeper.

until destruction.

"Zhan Lu," Lin Jingheng asked, "can you give me an analysis from your historical data and tell me, how should I face him when he wakes up?"

Zhanlu didn't realize that his words were just talking to himself in confusion, and went to help him search the case very seriously. In artificial intelligence, work is really regardless of high or low. No matter let him be the first machine in the alliance Jiahe, who is also an emotional life consultant, works very seriously: "Sir, studies have shown that people's long-term memory is affected by emotions, which is often not true, and the person in your memory is always changing. Two kinds of deviations , will take people away, so after a long breakup, you will always find that the stranger becomes difficult to get along with—whether the reason for the breakup is a broken relationship or an unexpected parting, so I think you need to be patient and go Get to know people in the present and try not to refer too much to the past."

The quirky little mechanical hand spoke solemnly, as if it contained a wise human soul.

"But I think, with Principal Lu's state, it may be difficult to do this rationally and methodically," Zhan Lu said, "You know, whether it is positive or negative stimulation, once it is too strong, it will be harmful. "

Lin Jingheng let out a "huh", raised her head and leaned on the medical cabin, and didn't say anything for a long time.

His shoulders once carried the safety of the eight galaxies, and they were as heavy as a mountain. After countless times of flesh and blood, his iron arms were pressed out. Now, he wants to use these arms to carry a light person, but it seems It was more difficult than ever, and more frightening than ever.

Lu Bixing did not wake up until they successfully landed on Venus, which seemed to be inconsistent with Zhanlu's "poor sleep quality", but the medical cabin did not give any hints, as if he was just too tired and slept through head.

Fortunately, Turan had long expected that the chief executive would lose the chain, and stepped forward on his own initiative to arrange all follow-up matters, large and small.

Lin Jingheng took a special passage and directly connected to the medical cabin to bring Lu Bixing back home - the home of General Lin and engineer 001.

The wild dancing robot is gone, and there are a few well-behaved gardening robots at the door, who are finishing the lawn. The plants are neatly and delicately built, as if they were moved from the "Classic Private Garden Design Encyclopedia", showing a A standard and rigid aesthetic.

The house has been repainted once, and the appearance is gray and white, very calm and consistent with the surrounding neighbors - this residential area supporting the base of Galaxy City has become the power core of the eighth galaxy, an overly lively and noisy building Out of season.

Only the house number remains.

Although the eternal flowers next to the wooden sign will not wither, they have faded. The rainy season makes the wooden sign very humid, and some moss has grown up, making it mottled.

The furnishings in the room have also been changed, but the transformable sofa is still there, the attic is locked, and a golden python poked its head out. Feeling the breath of a stranger, I was so scared that I went back into the incubator.

Lin Jingheng remembered that Lu Bixing was a carefree and lazy person who never folded the quilt, and was always on the way to find his own things. But unexpectedly, he lived alone for many years, and his home was not chaotic. The few pets that Zhanlu got were a bit out of the ordinary, and they could even be said to be quite neat.

The small robot that cleaned regularly wiped the furniture spotless. Maybe Lu Bixing walked in the wormhole for more than a month. When he opened the door, a cold breath came over his face, and he couldn't feel the popularity.

The robotic hand Zhanlu merged into the wall, and the voice rang throughout the house: "Principal Lu usually sleeps in the study, so the bedroom is locked."

Lin Jingheng stretched out his hand and pushed, the door lock automatically verified his identity, and the wooden door opened towards the inside—it was like opening a secret room. Unable to drive away, a "person" turned his back to him, propped his head, and sat on the rocking chair at the head of the bed. Lin Jingheng was stunned for a moment, and found that it was a 3D printed life-sized doll...it was himself, with a face that had just woken up He looked down with unfocused eyes, and he couldn't remember when Lu Bixing took the sneak shot.

Zhan Lu, the electronic housekeeper, effectively dispelled the cold atmosphere in the room and automatically cleaned the room. Within 5 minutes, it became warm and livable. Lin Jingheng carefully carried Lu Bixing out of the medical cabin and put him on the bed. As soon as it softened, it almost fell into the soft pillow and quilt with the sleeping person.

He was like that Pheidippides who fell in Athens[Note], finally reached the end, exhausted, and couldn't even muster a little energy to wonder what the eighth galaxy is like now.

Where will the eighth galaxy go in the future?Where should the alliance that has achieved a false peace go?What on earth does that lunatic Lin Jingshu want to do?How to arrange the Silver Ten Guards...

These important matters related to the national economy and the people's livelihood were all cleared out of his brain. His mind was empty and pale, and he quickly lost consciousness. It's not safe.

Lu Bixing woke up suddenly an hour later - that was the time when he was usually preparing to go to work.

As if frightened by something, he sat up abruptly before opening his eyes, looked around in panic, and suddenly landed on the corner of the bed, immediately held his breath, and opened his mouth as if to call out "Lin", but only Mouth shape, no sound.

He sat stiffly for a moment, and tentatively put his hand on Lin Jingheng's neck. Unlike the coldness of 3D printing materials, this is really warm skin, and he can feel the endless pulse.

As soon as Lu Bixing closed his eyes, his shoulders collapsed in an instant, and his chin almost touched his chest. Immediately, the startled Lin Jingheng pulled his hand, pulled him over, hugged him fiercely, and heard the man Panting violently, she slapped him on the back with a crisp "slap", Lin Jingheng was still puzzled and wanted to press this man on his leg and beat him up.

Lu Bixing's body tensed suddenly, and he finally called out his name in a thin, trembling ending: "Lin..."

"...you bastard."

The author has something to say: Note: This is the first guy who finished the marathon