Mr. Wood is in the North Pole, I am in the South

Fu Jinshi's study room is large and empty. A crystal chandelier in the shape of a lotus flower hangs on the black lacquered ceiling. The cold white light illuminates the whole space as bright as day, and outlines the figure of the boy sitting on the sofa as tall and straight as a sword. .

Roy was sitting behind the desk, turning on a computer.

After Roy came up, Fu Jinshi put away those wanton evil spirits and restored his gentle and elegant appearance. He was casually playing with a remote control in his hand, leaning against the desk with his waist leaning on the desk, with one foot tiptoed on the ground Pointing casually, with a relaxed and carefree look, his eyes slipped across Xiao Ran's body inadvertently.

The young man pursed his lips tightly, his black and round eyes stared at the white wall in front of him without blinking. The straight and stiff back supported by a bamboo pole completely exposed the tension and fear in his heart.

He seemed to have had a premonition, knowing that the truth he was about to face would wrap him into a monstrous vortex like a raging tsunami. His two toes were completely unconsciously aiming at the door, which was an instinctive desire to escape. The desire, but was suppressed by him.

So fragile and stubborn, like fire when it is hot, and like ice when it is patient.

This is the boy you give up everything and keep.

This idea seemed like a bud that broke the ground, it came out from nowhere in his body, Fu Jinshi's heart suddenly twitched, his whole heart seemed to be twisted by something, and he couldn't help but bend down.

Suddenly flashed in front of his eyes the scene of the young man rushing towards him and throwing himself into his arms with the most blazing and desperate attitude, those bright tear-filled eyes, that heart-piercing confession, that discovery The sadness that turns into ashes after admitting to the wrong person, the longing and grievance that cannot be expressed without words, the indifference and anger aroused when being persecuted by oneself...

Every appearance was inadvertently carved into a deep engraving, firmly carved into his mind.

Fu Jinshi suddenly felt countless complex tastes spread from his throat, spread shallowly at the root of his tongue, he couldn't tell what those tastes that seemed bitter, not bitter, sweet and not sweet, he only knew that his heart was beating wildly in his chest, He had a strong urge to touch the boy's hair, to hold him in his arms pitifully, to comfort him not to be afraid.

It had been a long time since he replaced Fu Yuxing as Fu Jin, but it was only now that he clearly realized for the first time that they were connected by blood, and he could empathize with him.

Is it because I have carried all your genes and also inherited your feelings?

Since he was so reluctant, why did he push him to Mu Nancheng in the first place?

You are wrong, Fu Jinshi said over and over again in his mind, almost bewildered, you are wrong, he is ours, and should not be given to anyone, should not be taken away by anyone.

"Jean." Roy said lightly amidst the light and soothing start-up music.

Fu Jinshi came back to his senses, he pressed the remote control in his hand, and a huge projection slowly fell on the wall of the sofa.

Roy asked casually, "Do you want to turn off the lights?"

However, he turned off the chandelier in the room without waiting for the other two people in the room to answer.

Fu Jinshi frowned, at the moment when light and darkness met, he clearly saw Xiao Ran's thin body tremble suddenly, is this child afraid of the dark?Or does it make him feel unsafe in the dark?

Fu Jinshi walked over and sat down next to Xiao Ran. As soon as their shoulders touched, the young man immediately moved to the empty seat next to him, making no secret of his dislike for him.

Cut, Fu Jinshi "slapped" the remote control on the coffee table in front of him, and leaned back on the sofa with a big horse. What kind of broken child is not cute at all.

"teacher--"

He heard his voice before he was seen on the projection, and Xiao Ran heard a familiar soft female voice suddenly resounding in the silent space, his whole body bounced violently as if being hit by a heavy hammer, his pupils were silent tighten.

The woman on the screen is young and beautiful, she is wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans, her long black hair is tied into a high ponytail, like a new plant covered with spring dew in the early sun, she is Xiao Ran's mother——He Joe.

It was a lecture hall of a university. It should have just finished class. Students with different skin colors walked out in twos and threes. Only He Qiao stood in front of the podium with a book in his arms. His young face was full of admiration for the person in front of him. She pursed her lips slightly, a little shy, her eyes shining like stars:

"Ms. Roy, I'm very interested in your research topic of 'Gene Editing Optimization'. Can I apply for your graduate degree and join your team?"

Behind the podium, a gentle and handsome man was wearing a pair of rimless glasses, and his golden hair exuded a soft and bright luster. Facing the girl's self-promotion, Roy's eyes behind the lenses were calm. At this moment, he still doesn't know this genius What kind of surprise the girl will bring him, he only politely nodded and smiled:

"If you can pass the exam, I welcome you."

"Then you wait for me," He Qiao raised her head, like a beautiful and noble swan, her slender neck exuded the luster of white jade in the sun, she said confidently and proudly, "I will be the best, the most worthy Your proud student!"

……

boom -

There was a sudden thunder, Mu Nancheng turned his head and looked out the window as if he had been hit.

The Shard is the tallest building in the city. Looking from the large floor-to-ceiling glass on the top floor, the clouds seem to be right in front of you. The field of vision is a stretch of lead gray, mixed with silver snake-like lightning.

Summer thunderstorms are very common, but after a while, the downpour pours down.

Mu Nancheng's body subconsciously lifted up, it was raining, is Xiao Ran indoors or outdoors now?In the last picture that Gao Mingfeng sent back, the child was about to follow Fu Jinshi as a guest. Is he on the way now or is he already at Fu Jinshi's house?If he was on the road, he might be drenched in such a heavy rain.

The people on the podium who were frothing all over the place saw Mu Nancheng standing up, thinking that he was going to make some great comments, and looked at him eagerly. The people in front of them also turned their heads, and countless eyes from all directions focused on him. on him.

"Nathan," the fat man in front of the stage was lobbying all his allies to join his new energy plan. He rubbed his hands nervously and asked, "Do you want to give me any advice?"

Mu Nancheng's jaw was tense, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed. His eyes were fixed, and he stared at the fat man's forehead sweating in two streams. He thought he had offended the killing god by saying something wrong, and he hesitated. Just about to say something more, Mu Nancheng spread his hands, and sat back as if nothing had happened.

"What's the situation?" Jiang Dongxian leaned over and whispered, "Why are you out of your mind?"

Mu Nancheng said casually, "It's raining."

"What does rain have to do with you?"

Mu Nancheng frowned, his eyes were full of indescribable emotions, and he said vaguely after a while, "It's not very auspicious."

"Huh?" Jiang Dongxian was puzzled, "Which language are you speaking?"

This place in L city has four days of misty rain in a week, how could it be unlucky?

"It's going to rain..." Mu Nancheng shook his head, swallowed the last part of the sentence "My daughter-in-law is going to get married", and said indifferently, "You don't understand."

"Don't you be possessed by an evil spirit?" Jiang Dongxian reached out to touch Mu Nancheng's forehead, but he avoided him. Jiang Dongxian raised his eyebrows, "I have a master who I know very well. He is very clever and accurate. What do you think? Unlucky, ask him to show you?"

Just as Mu Nancheng was about to say "Get out", Jiang Dongxian continued to tell him mysteriously,

"The master said that I have to be over 45 to get married. Do you think I am still single now? He also said that there is a knife on the prefix of A Zhanse, and the ground is full of rotten peach blossoms. Isn't it very accurate? And Lao Peng , he didn't just get divorced a while ago, but he also listened to Master's advice and caught his wife committing adultery... In short, when he judges the marriage, he is really sure!"

"Well," Mu Nancheng rubbed his nose, "then you can give Han Zhen the contact information later, have you heard? Recently, the Ennan Building is not very clean, and some floors are lit up at night for no reason, which makes it a bit confusing. People are panicking."

"Is there such a thing?" Jiang Dongxian was shocked, "Then I'll change you to a master, that master is just because the heirs of marriage are particularly good, and I'll find you another one who can catch ghosts..."

"No, let's just do this. Nine out of ten out of ten haunted ghosts these years are due to human and ghost love." Mu Nancheng glanced at Jiang Dongxian with disgust, "I usually read more books when I have nothing to do, and read more "Liaozhaizhi" You will understand."

Jiang Dongxian opened his mouth in astonishment, unable to connect with Mu Nancheng's weird brain circuit for a while.

Mu Nancheng waved his hands lazily, meaning that it was settled, then he turned half sideways, resting his elbows on the table against his chin, closed his eyes and fell asleep as if no one was there.

From the day when Fu Jinshi appeared, Mu Nancheng had been mentally prepared for Xiao Ran to meet this person, the one who should come would definitely come, but intentionally or unintentionally, he kept delaying their meeting.

After coming out of the bathroom, Mu Nancheng's soul seemed to be split into two halves, and the half hurriedly urged him to go quickly, to bring his little baby back, hide it, take a good look at it, and don't give him any The chance to run away with others; the other half is calm and restrained like ten thousand years of ice, Fu Jinshi is not Fu Yuxing, if even he can be sure of this, of course Xiao Ran will not be confused... right?

For a long time, Mu Nancheng was used to waiting for matters related to Xiao Ran, waiting for fate to make arrangements, and waiting for Xiao Ran to make a choice.

Mu Nancheng is not a person who gives up easily. He has charged three thousand miles of gunpowder and beacon fire, and trekked from the sword forest. He is brave and not afraid of death, as long as it is what he wants, he will not give up even an inch, that is the Ennan Heshan he is today.

During this process, there are countless life-or-death moments that he can only win by putting all his eggs in one basket. He fights for his life with the gods, and bets against his opponents. Fortunately, he has won almost every bet these years.

Dare to fight and gamble, all because he is not afraid of losing.

Only in the face of Fu Yuxing, Mu Nancheng was always defeated before he could make a move. He never even had the courage to confront Fu Yuxing head-on.

Because Xiao Ran really had a good time by Fu Yuxing's side.

It's not that Mu Nancheng was obsessed with ghosts and wanted to snatch Xiao Ran over, but as long as he thought that if a happy young man fell into his hands, he would only be left with hatred and loathing all day long, and he would dispel all despicable thoughts.

He always remembered that his original intention of desperately fighting for all this was to protect Xiao Ran, not to use it as a weapon to plunder and hurt his boy.

It was a war that could be predicted without having to start, and the ending would be a complete defeat, and he couldn't afford to lose.

He couldn't let go completely, and he couldn't fight desperately, so he could only watch and wait silently, and God finally favored him, so he realized that it was the best fight for him not to fight for many years, and The last time he burned Fu Yuxing's photo uncontrollably, it almost ruined all his efforts. At this time today, it is even more impossible for him to rush to interfere with Xiao Ran's choice.

Mu Nancheng is willing to believe in Xiao Ran, and also believes in the accumulated feelings of their inseparability for so many days. The child's growing trust and dependence on him are real and eager. If he wavered, it was because Mu Nancheng hadn't done enough.

He was thinking this way, convincing himself like this, but the palpitations from the future pierced his nerves like an electric current, making him restless.

"I said you have nails under your butt?" Jiang Dongxian once again noticed his abnormality.

Mu Nancheng turned his head and looked out the window. The sky was dyed a vast dark gray. Thousands of rain lines crackled on the floor-to-ceiling windows, twisting and intertwining. He said in a daze:

"Why is it raining so hard?"

"It's big," Jiang Dongxian looked at him with crazy eyes, "but what's bothering you? What's the matter? Who else do you want to send an umbrella to?"

These words seemed to remind Mu Nancheng, he suddenly got up: "I have to send an umbrella to Xiao Ran!"

……

"No. Eleven," the bright girl has become an elegant and intellectual woman in the passage of time. She is sitting in front of a metal operating table full of test tubes and petri dishes, holding a recording pen in her hand, her voice trembling with excitement , filled with unspeakable joy,

"I finally waited for a miracle. It was a fertilized egg formed by combining the sperm of Professor Roy and Shiming and my own egg. I succeeded! After 794 times of failed polysperm fusion, after 10 times of double sperm After the implantation of a single egg failed, I finally succeeded! I plan to nurture him myself, No.Eleven, you are my greatest achievement, I want you to be my child, and I will spend my whole life observing..."

The room was dark and silent, like a glass cabinet covered in dust and pushed into deep water, Xiao Ran sat there motionless, from the moment He Qiao appeared on the screen, he seemed to be frozen, only the front The dim blue light emitted by the projection flickered on and off, vaguely outlining his tense and stiff outline.

Following the phrase "No.Eleven, you are my child..." He Qiao gently spat out, Xiao Ran looked around in a daze, he was so confused, he couldn't tell that all this was just a coincidence. A grotesque hallucination or a wild reality.

With a crackling sound, the lightning suddenly lit up the entire space, and the sound of the torrential rain was deafening, but Xiao Ran seemed to see countless rays of sunlight pouring down from the painted skylight, and the woman looked straight at the boy, her gaze It was so weird that she was almost nervous, she suddenly tore her hair, and broke down crying:

"Of course...my baby, mom is sorry for you, I'm sorry for you..."

However, the next moment, he saw the woman smiling at him tenderly and lovingly:

"No.Eleven, you are my greatest achievement, I want you to be my child..."

The two voices seemed close but still far away, as if they were separated by heavy water mist, constantly hitting Xiao Ran's eardrums alternately, his mind went blank, and all the dark shadows in his vision condensed into huge pieces, covering his head and face Throw it at him.

Until the latter's voice became clearer and clearer, it was obviously such a soft and affectionate voice, but every word was like a cold needle piercing Xiao Ran's eardrum into his brain.

I want, let you, be, my child.

It was as if an invisible tower had been toppled with a bang, and the world view that Xiao Ran had held on to for 20 years was cut to pieces.

The truth is so direct and naked, and the cruelty is not discounted in the slightest because of his inability to bear it.

Xiao Ran pressed his heart, only felt that the blood flowing through it was as hot as magma, the inside of his heart seemed to be scalded to bloody flesh, and every breath he exhaled was hot and broken.

His body was trembling, but his brain was functioning calmly and clearly. He thought, oh, so my birth was just an experiment. What I carried was not a mother’s expectation for her child, but a scientist’s observation of an experimental subject. and fixes.

I'm not Song Xiaoran at all, I'm just an experimental subject numbered "No. Eleven".

The surroundings seemed to be filled with pitch-black sea water, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were all blocked, and he drowned again. He opened his mouth wide silently, and the water covering the sky covered him heavily, and he struggled desperately to float up. go.

Roy's cool and flat voice seemed to come from the depths of the darkest seabed, each word was like a heavy and cold hammer, smashing Xiao Ran into a deeper abyss:

"As you can see, Xiao Ran, I am one of your biological fathers. You are the most perfect viviparous body in this world. I am very happy to meet you."

The most perfect viviparous body.

"Mu Nancheng is a genetically enhanced evolutionary person. His body is the most powerful weapon a human being can possess. Fu Jinshi was cloned from Fu Yuxing's genes, but the diseases on Fu Yuxing's body will not be passed on to him. You inherited All the perfect genes, wisdom, health, and beauty that human beings should have... Gene-optimized people will dominate this world, and the world belongs to you."

Gene-optimized humans will rule the world.

"And those inferior native humans who occupy resources but are mediocre and achieve nothing will eventually be eliminated by you."

Inferior native humans.

boom--

The thunder was like the anger of a lion, and the snow-white lightning slashed down like a long sword, illuminating the young man's pale and pale face. Fu Jinshi beside him still heard it, and it was very clear:

"Shut up, Damon Roy."

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感谢在2020-07-2411:37:02~2020-07-2609:45:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Miss Ben 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 short and smooth little temper;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!