High school science students save the world

The spring wind carries all kinds of strange pollen. The flowers with unknown names bloom. They are bright red in color and have a sweet and greasy smell.

Yang Yan turned his head and sneezed.

Qin Zheng listened to Lu Weiming's words, sat down solemnly, and picked up Song Ci's newly brewed hot tea.

"Meaning, the world is made of lust, isn't it?"

Lu Weiming frowned when he remembered something, but it was Song Ci who answered his words: "It is originally a 'fire seed' composed of αυX particles. It is not an exaggeration to say that."

Yang Yan touched his itchy nose: "According to you, killing them is equal to the disappearance of desire/desire, so you can't kill them?"

"But..." She changed the subject, "There are endless human beings in this world. Even if we lose humans, there are still flowers, birds, fish and insects, and endless desires. As long as this world is not destroyed, desires will be endless." will disappear.

"Bandits and women can only be regarded as a typical disease/condition, and cannot be generalized."

Lu Weiming took out a pack of crumpled cigarettes from his suit pants, and there was only one cigarette in it. He lit it with a distressed face, and leaned aside to puff out the clouds, feeling very comfortable, Song Ci looked angry, and had no choice but to Sip hot tea to suppress the cynicism.

The floral scent is just too sweet.

Thinking of this, Yang Yan sneezed four times in a row. Qin Zheng was taken aback by him, touched his face solemnly, and was knocked off by Yang Yan in disgust.

Yang Yan said: "This ending is not right. After the bandit killed the woman, he finally overcame the fear of the cherry blossom forest, which is the so-called 'loneliness'. However, when he brushed off the cherry blossoms on the woman, the woman Disappeared, the bandits also disappeared."

Yang Yan took the wild apple that Qin Zheng handed him: "Contradictory. The fear under the cherry blossom forest is 'loneliness', so what about after he killed a woman? He didn't feel fear, but he also fell into loneliness. What is the nature of the cherry blossom forest? Could it be loneliness?"

Qin Zhengdao: "The author has been pursuing 'absolute loneliness'. There is no one in the class, no one to accompany on birthdays, and only one person on Valentine's Day. This kind of loneliness is superficial and superficial; Infinite solitude in the void."

Yang Yan took a bite of the apple, and there was a "click", which was extremely crisp: "Where can there be absolutes in this world?"

Song Ci waved to Lu Weiming, and when Lu Weiming approached, he threw the apple in his face as if venting his anger, and he quickly caught it.

Song Ci said: "Going around, let's talk about it, bandits and women are typical, but they can't represent all. If they represent all, then the rule that the world is made up of desire/desire has to be overturned—loneliness is also desire/ A kind of desire, whether it is superficial loneliness or absolute loneliness, they will not disappear with the support of desire/desire.”

Lu Weiming took the apple with a smile, put his arms around Miss Song Ci's shoulders, squinted his eyes coquettishly: "What is loneliness? What is appearance? What is absolute? When people feel the loneliness of appearance, this feeling is fake. Is it? This definition is too vague."

Song Ci gave him a silent look with two small dimples: "Why is it blurred? Letting go of everything is 'absolute loneliness'."

As Qin Zheng listened, he poked Yang Yan's waist. At that time, Yang Yan felt that his scalp was exploding, itchy and numb, which almost made him jump from the ground.

"What are you doing?!" The tone was fierce.

Qin Zheng stared at the apple in his hand: "Is it delicious?"

Yang Yan's first reaction was sour, and then he took a few mouthfuls of sweetness, but he was tossed by Tan Zheng in a bad tone, and he said concisely: "Sour."

Tan Zheng blinked, and his long eyelashes swept lightly.

Yang Yan's heart skipped a beat.

"Who got this apple?"

Qin Zheng whispered, "Me."

Yang Yan immediately felt embarrassed: "Well...it's pretty good, a little sweet, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the sound of knocking on the table.

Song Ci raised her chin high, her well-maintained fingers tapped the table regularly, showing a look of contempt.

"You guys," she sighed, "are you listening?"

Qin Zheng: "..."

Qin Zheng lowered his head and stared at the reflection in his teacup, as if trying to paint a splendid flower, but refused to look at them.

Yang Yan was silent for two seconds, then smiled as if nothing happened: "Continue."

Song Ci shook her head, feeling that these three guys were really hopeless.

Lu Weiming gnawed on an apple and said, "Don't look at them from a normal perspective. Who says women must be human? As a model, she just put some typical characteristics on her, a concrete expression. In the end Didn't the woman's body disappear at the time?"

Song Ci retorted: "Symbolic techniques."

Yang Yan listened for a while and suddenly asked: "What is the connection between these and αυX particles? It should be something deeper, otherwise it would be meaningless to put this story in 'Fire Seeds'."

There was silence for a while.

Tan Zheng shook his head lightly: "60 years ago, the doctor died shortly after inventing 'Fire Seed'. To strongly oppose human beings' reliance on αυX particles, the 'Fire Seed' exists as the ultimate weapon to destroy the world, although somehow the Gardeners took it away with ease."

Lu Weiming narrowed his eyes: "Against the development of αυX particles?"

Qin Zheng met his eyes, paused before saying, "Yes. What the owl said may not be used as a benchmark."

Yang Yan's eyes flickered, and he pressed his left chest without any trace.

here we go again.Yang Yan thought.

It's the feeling that something is wrong, unreal, uncoordinated, indescribable, but it's the kind of feeling that is rooted in the bottom of my heart and almost subconscious.They are like dense worms gnawing at the heart, gushing out from the blood vessels to countless places, rushing to your scalp, climbing to your toes, covering your periosteum, and then violently tearing, pushing and screaming Said: "Kill him!"

Kill him!

Yang Yan suddenly trembled all over, took a bite of the apple and calmly adjusted his breathing, his back was soaked with sweat.

He stood up suddenly, and threw out the apple core sleepily: "Let's talk about it when the time comes, catch them all tied up, and see if we should kill them. I'll go to sleep first, and wait for dinner." time to call me."

After finishing speaking, he abandoned the group of people who were thinking hard and meditated in a very chic way, and went to sleep.

He wasn't there and the three of them didn't have the heart to say anything more. Mr. Qin Zheng was thinking that Yang Yan had a cold, and Song Ci wanted to cook dinner.

"Eat lion's head today, you help me." She said to Lu Weiming.

Of course Lu Weiming agreed.

Qin Zheng opened the door, and Yang Yan was facing him, without a quilt, revealing the tough and thin back of a young man like a wild wolf.

Qin Zheng came here in a hurry, but when he actually saw him, he was not in a hurry, and stood quietly at the door for a while, even his shadow remained motionless under the blue light.

Who knows what Tan Zheng is thinking?

Even he himself didn't know what he was thinking, so many things went through his mind, of this world, of that world, of planet α-Instrand, sky, clouds, rain, air, land, plants, The animals and the brook, which is as bright as a mirror outside the window, finally turned into the softest part of my heart and settled down quietly.Tan Zheng looked at his arched back and thought, that's the one I like.

What a wonderful thing it is to have someone you like, and he is still alive.

Qin Zheng approached and found that Yang Yan was still lying on his stomach without saying a word.

Yang Yan had noticed Tan Zheng standing outside the door a long time ago, but he always felt a little awkward when he got up to say hello, so he kept his posture until Tan Zheng came over.

The first thing Qin Zheng did when he came over was to cover him with the quilt.

"The spring in the mountains is not very warm, not to mention you have a cold."

Yang Yan turned over and moved his numb arm without a trace: "I don't have a cold."

He lifted the quilt up to cover his face, he was really afraid that Tan Zheng would stick his face again.

"Who came up with a bloody method to measure body temperature," he thought viciously, "it's so fucking shameless."

Tan Zheng was a little amused, and gently pulled down the quilt: "You said that lack of oxygen will make you stupid, do you want to be stupid?"

Yang Yan don't start, don't even look at him: "Get lost."

Tan Zheng spread the quilt when he didn't say anything, put a towel and a glass of water beside the bed, and was about to leave, but Yang Yan suddenly grabbed his sleeve.

Tan Zheng lowered his head, flapped his eyelashes lightly like a fan, and let out a "hmm".

Yang Yan didn't know why he pulled his sleeve by accident, but even if he pulled it, it was hard to put him back.So he pouted, patted his side and said, "Let's sleep together."

Qin Zheng was taken aback, blinked his eyelashes a few times, and couldn't help getting closer.

Yang Yan didn't avoid his eyes, but looked straight at him solemnly, thinking in a very pained and calm way, this guy looks really good.

Yang Yan was too thick-skinned and shameless, Tan Zheng felt a little guilty when Yang Yan looked at him, he nodded in response, took off his coat and got under the bed, revealing a hairy head.

Still, he was a little uneasy.

"Then Song Ci..."

"They are happy that a light bulb is missing." Yang Yan closed his eyes as he said, "Sleep."

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