Blame him for being too pretty

Griffin University.

Song Yuhe searched for a long time before finding the medical examination office, took the form and started to wait in line.

Last week, Lu Jing was eager to accompany him to the medical examination, but after waiting for no one, Song Yuhe poked his light brain and sent a message to Lu Jing.

【If you do this again, I will call the police: Where are you】

After thinking about it, Bo Qiao told him to add punctuation, and he sent it again.

[If you do this again, I will call the police:? 】

After sending out, Song Yuhe waited patiently for a long time, and Lu Jing hadn't responded to the message until he had blood drawn.

Song Yuhe was afraid of the scene where the needle would be poked into his body, before the needle was poked, he covered his eyes and talked to 57 in a muffled voice: "It hurts so much."

57 said, "It will be fine soon."

Song Yuhe was still afraid, so he covered his eyes for a long time, and the young lady who drew his blood held back a smile and said, "It's done."

Song Yuhe opened his eyes tentatively, and found that a medical tape had been pasted on his arm, and he felt no pain at all.

57 said, "It doesn't hurt, does it?"

Song Yuhe took the blood drawing sheet and shook his head: "It doesn't hurt, I don't feel it."

It took two to three hours for the blood drawing and a series of physical examinations. Song Yuhe had an empty stomach in the morning, and his stomach was growling with hunger.

He was used to being hungry when he grew up in Mofenfen, but he didn't know if he was spoiled by Bo Qiao, and his hands and feet became limp after a hungry meal.

The DNA ID result will be released in half an hour. Song Yuhe wanted to wait until he got the ID number for the competition before going to eat, so he went to tea and got a glass of water, planning to use water to cushion it.

The tea room in the medical examination building was empty, and Song Yuhe was so hungry that he drank two cups to feel better.

He was ill yesterday, lying on the table with his eyes closed to rest.

Ten minutes later, there was finally a sound of footsteps outside the tea room.

Song Yuhe was lying on his stomach on the table inside, and the green plants blocked his body, so he couldn't find it unless he looked carefully.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Song Yuhe didn't move, but Yanyan opened his eyes and looked through the gaps in the green plants.

The visitor is still an acquaintance.

Zhou Xuan kicked the door open with a sullen face, glanced casually and found that there was no one in the tea room, then locked the door behind him, and took a glass of water with a frown.

Drinking water is nothing to look at, and once you meet this person, nothing good will happen. Song Yuhe didn't want to have another conflict with him, so he couldn't participate in the mechanical competition, and went back sickly.

Zhou Xuan took out a bottle of medicine with a blank face, stuffed a few pills into his mouth with shaking hands, and swallowed them with a glass of water.

He pressed his heart and closed his eyes for a while, and his ugly face eased a little.

Just as Zhou Xuan packed up the medicine bottle and was about to go out with a frown, Song Yuhe's optical brain suddenly "ding".

Zhou Xuan froze and looked back coldly.

Song Yuhe sat up in confusion, turned on the light brain and took a look.

It's the teacher in charge of the physical examination, so let me go to the medical examination office.

It should be that the DNA number ID is coming out.

Song Yuhe didn't think too much, got up sleepily, and left the tea room with his schoolbag on his back.

Zhou Zhouxuan stared at his back, unconsciously gathered his five fingers, and his stunned gaze suddenly became fierce.

he……

see?

Song Yuhe wanted to eat something, so he ran to the office quickly.

The female teacher inside was frowning at the test report on the optical brain, beckoning him to sit down.

"Song Yuhe, right?"

"Yeah." Song Yuhe sat down, put his hands on the edge of the desk, and looked at her eagerly, wanting to get the DNA number ID quickly so that he could go out to eat.

The teacher did not give the number directly like others, but asked some irrelevant questions: "When was your ID registered?"

Song Yuhe said confusedly: "Not long ago, Teacher Qin registered for me."

"You are underage and have no guardian, so he registered you with a temporary ID."

Song Yuhe didn't quite understand this, so he asked cautiously, "Excuse me, do you have any questions?"

He was a little afraid that he would not be able to participate in the mechanical competition because of this temporary ID, so he hooked his toes unconsciously.

The teacher hurriedly comforted him: "This temporary ID is fine. You will be able to apply for a formal ID when you become an adult. The main reason is that there is something wrong with your DNA number."

"Ah?" Song Yuhe grabbed the table and said anxiously, "What's the problem? Will it affect my participation in the competition?"

The teacher couldn't laugh or cry: "It's not about the competition, it's because your DNA number has already been registered."

Song Yuhe said blankly: "Can the DNA numbers be the same?"

"Of course not." The teacher showed him the abnormal page of the optical brain, "Your DNA is 100% identical to another person's, which means that either your DNA number is fake or his is fake." of."

Song Yuhe hurriedly said: "I... mine is real, I don't know what's going on? You, would you like to take another tube of my blood for testing, two tubes are fine."

Seeing that Song Yuhe's face turned pale with anxiety, the teacher comforted him softly: "It's all right, don't worry, teacher will check for you later, okay?"

Song Yuhe's eyes were red. He wanted to prove that he was himself and that he hadn't cheated, but he didn't know what evidence to show, so he could only sit helplessly.

The teacher sighed helplessly, and took out a small bun from the drawer: "Do you want to eat it? It's sweet."

Song Yuhe was so hungry that he couldn't stand it, and he didn't refuse, he took it and obediently thanked him, tore open the package and ate in small bites.

The teacher checked another ID with the same DNA for him, but the identity of that person seemed to be blocked, and the ID file showed a blank, not even a name.

There is no way for her to solve this.

The teacher sighed, and said, "Yuhe, right? You go back and wait for the news, okay? The teacher submits this to the higher-ups for verification. You keep the optical-brain communication open, and I will notify you as soon as there is news."

Song Yuhe finished the bun, and said in a dull voice, "Can I still participate in the competition?"

"If it is verified that there is no problem, it is still possible." The teacher didn't say anything.

Song Yuhe didn't stalk him, he got up, thanked him, and left in a daze.

The teacher sighed and submitted the report of abnormal DNA.

"Ding" sound.

In the cemetery, Song Guanxing put the roses in front of the tombstone, turned on the light brain and looked at it, it was a regular alarm reminder to call the beauty Rose.

Lu Jing couldn't bear this atmosphere, and had already gone to other places, not sure if he was crying.

Song Guanxing leaned against the tree next to the tombstone. He didn't press the alarm until it rang for a minute, exhausted physically and mentally, and turned on the communication.

His optical brain was programmed so that it couldn't receive any messages except the alarm and Rose Beauty's communication number.

Soon, the other side was connected.

Song Guanxing said softly, "Mom."

"Why is it a minute late?" Beauty Rose said with a smile, "Are you and Xiaozhi together?"

Song Guanxing took a breath, stared at the child's photo on the tombstone, and was suddenly speechless.

He took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Yes."

"Has Xiaozhi grown up?"

Song Guanxing looked at the photo with a jerky and immature smile, and murmured, "I've grown up."

"That's great." She looked a little confused, but she didn't think there was anything wrong with her words full of loopholes, "Mom also wants to see Xiaozhi, when will he return to Nanhuai?"

Song Guanxing thought to himself that he would never go back.

After she finished speaking, she whispered a few words: "When was the last time Xiao Zhi came home, why can't I remember?"

Song Guanxing raised his head slightly, covered his eyes with the back of his hand, and looked at the lush sycamore tree above his head through his fingers, wondering what he was thinking.

After the two chatted incoherently, after Song Guanxing hung up the optical brain communication, his whole body seemed to have lost all his strength, leaning against the tree exhausted, as if he could no longer support his body.

Song Liuxing came to Fu Enli to look for him several times, and every time his brother took him to see the flowers in the botanical garden.

Because only the roses here are the best and most colorful.

Song Guanxing is still like a dream to this day.

Back then, he was obviously only participating in a mechanical competition, and just after he got his DNA number ID from the physical examination office, the Song family's communication came over.

Say something happened to your brother.

Song Guanxing only remembered that he was in a daze for a long time before quickly hanging up the communication.

He thought it was a scam.

Until later, his father Song Yan called, his face full of exhaustion and despair.

"Xiaozhi is gone."

Xiaozhi is gone.

He knew each of these four characters, but he didn't know what they meant when they were connected together.

How could Xiaozhi be gone? In the morning, he happily used his mother's optical brain to call him, saying that he would be able to reach Fuenli in the evening.

Why did it take less than half a day to...

Gone?

Then, the NF65484A event spread throughout the interstellar.

Even so, Song Guanxing still refused to accept it, he didn't even see Xiao Zhi's last side, what was left to him was only a picture of the capsule falling into space from the flying boat.

Later, more and more people told him that Song Liuzhi was gone.

After about three months, Song Guanxing returned home from vacation, brought home a bunch of the most popular and beautiful roses in the botanical garden, and happily went to find his brother.

But in the empty children's room, the roses he put in the vase last time had withered into dry branches.

No one happily ran over and threw himself into his arms to call him brother.

At that time, Song Guanxing suddenly realized.

Even if he searches all three galaxies, his brother will not come back.

Even when he knew the news, Song Guanxing didn't have much sense of reality, but then the close people completely disappeared from his life, and the gap and loneliness brought about finally made him collapse and admit it.

His little stop is indeed gone.

That day, Song Guanxing cried until he was exhausted in the empty room, and the roses were torn into pieces.

In the second year of the mechanical competition, Song Guanxing participated again in a daze, and made a bionic man exactly like Song Liuzhi.

He wanted to keep his brother alive, always alive.

But at the moment when the bionic man was made, seeing that face cleverly calling him brother because of the program, Song Guanxing, who had been struggling for a year, completely collapsed.

He couldn't accept a cold bionic man to replace Song Liuzhi, let a machine occupy his brother's memory and love in his heart.

No matter how much this bionic person looks like, it is just a fake.

He shut down the program of the bionic man, abolished Liuyin, and dismantled all the parts.

At that moment, Song Guanxing finally fully accepted the fact that Song Liuzhi had left him.

Song Guanxing leaned against the tree, lit a cigarette for himself, and silently swallowed the clouds.

Xiaozhi will not see him smoking, after all...

Song Guanxing suddenly felt a little ridiculous.

After all, the tombstone is just a piece of clothing, not Song Liuzhi.

Song Guanxing smoked one cigarette after another, which made people wonder whether he would contract lung cancer because of this, and there was a rush of footsteps from the side.

Song Guanxing didn't have the slightest energy to care about who was coming, and continued to smoke cigarettes with a blank expression, his brows and eyes were covered with a layer of smog that seemed to never go away.

There are too many tombstones in the botanical garden, and Bo Qiao searched for a long time, and at the side of the road, he saw Lu Jing, who was streaming down his face, and finally found Song Guanxing through his guidance.

He was wearing a black suit, and his expression was slumped in a cloud of smoke, showing depression and despair that Bo Qiao had never seen before.

Bo Qiao walked over coldly: "Why don't you turn on the brain?"

Song Guanxing stared at the gloomy sky and thought absently: It seems to be raining.

It was also a rainy day.

Seeing that he was silent, Bo Qiao stepped forward with a serious face, "Song Guan Xing!"

Song Guanxing threw the unfinished cigarette on the ground, looked at him lazily, and smiled lazily: "Mr. Bo, I'm not in the mood to play with you today, let's try another day."

Seeing his dejected cowardly look, Bo Qiao didn't talk nonsense with him at all, directly turned on the optical brain, flicked a bunch of documents, and arranged them neatly in front of Song Guanxing.

"What's the matter?" Song Guanxing didn't have the energy to look at it at all. Although he was smiling now, his eyes were dark with nothingness. He looked like a bionic person without a soul, "I heard that you are going to buy a company under the Song Corporation. If you want it so much, I’ll just give it to you, just today, let me be quiet for a while.”

Bo Qiao couldn't help beating him up, so he rushed forward and grabbed his collar, and said coldly, "Can you take a good look?"

Song Guanxing's face finally sank, and he threw away Bao Qiao: "What am I looking at? The contract to buy the airline?! I've already had someone tell you, even if you pay a hundred times..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Guanxing caught a glimpse of the information floating in the air, and was immediately stunned.

Seeing that Song Guanxing was willing to read the information, Bo Qiao breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

With Song Guanxing's horrible appearance just now, if Bo Qiao didn't say anything and just said "Your brother is still alive", he would bet that Song Guanxing would be furious and push him in front of his "brother's" grave and beat him up.

Song Guanxing stared blankly at Bo Qiao's piles of documents, and was stunned for a long time before asking in confusion, "What do you mean?"

His mind is in a mess now, and he can't digest these materials at all.

Did Bo Qiao and Song Liuzhi take the same flight back then?

Is Bo Qiao's bionic man in Song Yuhe's hands?

Song Yuhe dreamed of his mother, rose, and brother?

so what?

How do these information go together?

What exactly does it mean?

Why does he clearly have the answer in his heart, but he doesn't know anything intellectually?

Song Guanxing leaned against the tree with some headaches, his face was extremely bewildered.

These things were so astonishing that Song Guanxing instinctively avoided the final conclusion he had deduced.

It took him a year to completely accept Xiaozhi's departure, how could he accept the fact that he might not be dead in just one minute?

Song Guanxing instinctively looked at Bo Qiao, as if he wanted to find some convincing clues in him.

Bo Qiao asked with a sullen face: "Didn't you realize that you have always been special to Song Yuhe?"

Song Guanxing was dumbfounded.

He did feel differently towards Song Yuhe, but...

What does this mean?

He needs more definite evidence that will keep him from opening his scars.

Song Guanxing was in so much pain that even if there was a glimmer of hope, he didn't dare to grab it, for fear of falling even harder.

Seeing that Song Guanxing was still in a daze, Bo Qiao wanted to grab his head and hit him against a tree.

"Song Guan welcomes you..."

At this moment, Lu Jing ran over from a distance, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Brother! Your assistant said that there is an abnormality in the DNA number ID of the mechanical competition! I want you to deal with it quickly!"

His voice trembled when he spoke.

DNA will not be abnormal for no reason, unless it is the same DNA number.

Song Guanxing was stunned for a long time, and the program of the optical brain was turned on by magic.

All of a sudden, two days of unanswered news and communications flooded in, making his optical brain with the highest configuration stuck for a while.

Song Guanxing mechanically opened the assistant's dialog box.

[Assistant: Someone in the mechanical contest had an abnormal DNA number. "picture"】

Song Guanxing's palm was cold, and he opened the picture stiffly.

The DNA abnormality report popped up directly, floating in mid-air.

A bright red warning word floated in the middle.

"The DNA is abnormal!

Song Yuhe's DNA number is the same as the registration ID!

Please re-verify.

DNA registered ID identity number is..."

When Song Guanxing saw the last three words, his eyes went dark, and a loud buzzing suddenly sounded in his ears.

"ID152365: Song Liuzhi."