Don't blame me for taking advantage of it

I do not like.

It was the first time for An Ting to be so serious, which made the roommate's face full of surprise.Yu Ping finally stopped joking, scratched his head and said he got it.

The library is very quiet, their position is in the corner, and there are no people around.When An Ting turned his head, out of the corner of his eye, he saw something flashing by the edge of the bookshelf beside him, it was white, like the hem of a clothes.But when he looked carefully, there was nothing there.

He didn't take it seriously, his eyes fell back to the computer screen, and he said to the people around him, "Senior is a very clean-cut person, he has his own life. If such rumors spread, it will cause trouble for him, so go down Don't say that again, okay?"

It was because of this.

Yu Ping sighed, "I see, sorry, I don't have a clue."

The two put on their earphones, and when An Ting was about to type on the keyboard, the phone at hand suddenly vibrated.Picking it up, it was a WeChat message.

[Senior Qin: Professor Ni is in a hurry and asked me to come over, I will be back in half an hour]

so suddenly?

An Ting replied "OK" and put down the phone. Qin Chengyan was not there, and he couldn't discuss anything by himself, so he could only temporarily put aside his plans and looked out the window in boredom.The location is very coincidental, just to see the library gate.

The sky was fine, and occasionally a few black birds flew across the sky.It was Sunday, and there were not many people coming and going at the front door of the library, and there were sporadic people sitting and eating breakfast on the semicircular steps.

An Ting propped his chin with one hand, just about to look away, when his eyes came into contact with something, he suddenly paused.

He saw Qin Chengyan walking out of the gate slowly, his footsteps looked stiff, his head was lowered, his eyebrows and eyes were covered by broken hair, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

Wasn't the senior called away by the professor?

An Ting sat up straighter, and unconsciously narrowed his eyes to see more clearly.

The senior looks eye-catching, and many people on the road will look at him frequently.He looked up and looked around, but didn't walk in the direction of the teacher's building.Instead, he walked slowly to the back of the stairs, found a place to stand in the blind spot covered by the shade of trees, and then sat down in silence.

An Ting was stunned for a moment, he understood Qin Chengyan.Seniors love to be clean, the cuffs are always spotless, and the uppers are always clean as new.There has never been dust accumulation in the nails, and the body has always been elegant and fresh.

And the place where he is sitting now is the green grove around the library.Qin Chengyan's back was against the cold stepped stone brick wall, and under his buttocks was the land scattered with fallen leaves.

He bent one leg, put one hand on his knee, and took two things out of his pocket with the other.

An Ting's pupils narrowed slightly, watching Qin Chengyan, who had never smoked, light a cigarette, and then slowly exhale a thin puff of smoke towards the sky.

The faint red light jumped a few times and then disappeared, followed by another one.

His skin was fair, and the wrist bones protruding under his palms were beautifully shaped.An Ting has seen this hand holding a pen, receiving an award, pinching a ticket, and holding himself in the dark, but he has never seen such a lonely look like now.

An Ting wanted to get up and go out to have a look, when the computer suddenly lit up, indicating that a new email had arrived.

On the flashing icon in the lower right corner, a line of small characters came into view——

【Dear students, the iGEM school audition for University A has officially started!Please refer to the attachment for details of the regulations...]

An Ting paused, opened the mail, and found that the submission time for the group research was two months later.Among them, every three participating teams will have a teacher as a monitor. The main purpose is to ensure that all experiments are done by team members and there is no cheating.Two months later, the team of professors will conduct the evaluation to select the best research topic and the official team members who will go to the United States to participate in the competition.

Scrolling down to the bottom, An Ting found him and Qin Chengyan, next to him was the name of the monitoring teacher——Zeng Leyi.

I don't have any impression, it should be from another department.

An Ting checked and closed the page, straightened up again and wanted to go out to find Qin Chengyan.He had never seen a senior like this before, so he was a little worried.

Unexpectedly, when he glanced out of the window from the corner of his eye, the place where the man was originally staying was now empty.

An Ting was startled, and subconsciously took a step towards the window.At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

"looking at what?"

Turning around suddenly, he met the eyes of the senior.A gloomy light flashed across Qin Chengyan's eyes, but it quickly disappeared, so fast that An Ting thought it was just an illusion.

"No, nothing."

An Ting didn't want to pry into the senior's privacy in front of others, so he could only temporarily suppress it.

Qin Chengyan walked around him and walked to his place, his eyes glanced at the pastries on the table, and his hand holding the back of the chair tightened slightly.

He cleaned up his expression, turned on his computer and said, "What was the subject you said you were preparing for?"

"what....."

An Ting pursed her lips, double-clicked to open the saved document, and turned the computer towards the senior.

"I have prepared a total of three topics. The first is to use biological molecular platforms to build, the second is to link neurons, and the third..."

An Ting obviously paused before saying, "The third is...targeting cells."

There was a slight change in the expression of the person opposite.

Targeting cells is a direction that was proposed many years ago. Its meaning is to send specific molecules such as proteins and nucleic acids into specific cells, or to make specific cells lose certain biological activities through specific technologies. [1]

To put it simply, it is to put specific drug factors on the "small fire/arrow", and after installing fixed-point navigation, it will explode/destroy the sick cells with "pollution sources" without damaging other healthy cells.

This technology has been used in many fields, and many researchers have spent their entire lives on it, constantly breaking through and innovating, cured many intractable diseases, and saved tens of thousands of lives.

However, this top-notch and most emerging technology has still not fulfilled its mission. More than 20 years have passed, and the final hurdle is still in front of everyone, like a scourge that is eyeing a tiger, never moving a step.

Day after day, year after year, researchers from more than 30 countries have used the most advanced equipment and minds in the world, but they are still unable to use targeted cells, which is known as the "most likely" technology, to cure cancer .It's like a dark cloud that hangs over everyone's heads, gradually turning into an obsession, an obsession that can make people jump on it and give up everything.

Among them is An Ting's father, an academician of the Academy of Sciences who broke up his family because of his dedication to research.

An Ting heard his father chanting words such as "cancer", "targeted" and "drug" since he was a child, and he was full of fantasies about it.But the reality is that my father doesn't care about the big and small things in the family, and runs to the laboratory day after day.He had a fever in the middle of the night because of his mother's exhausted care, and he followed his mother when he went to and from school, ate and slept.

Mom also has her own job, but she still raises An Ting like a superman, polite and eager to learn.

But the trivial things in life are pervasive, and the woman's hatred for her husband is getting deeper and deeper, which eventually leads to the breakdown of the marriage. The back of carrying the suitcase has become An Ting's deepest memory of her mother.

Targeted genetic engineering is An Ting's dream, and it is also a scar on An Ting's heart. Qin Chengyan knows about it.

Anting came across this research by accident a few years ago.But he was still in high school at that time, and he was ignorant of many things, so he could only ask Qin Chengyan for advice, and the two worked together to break through a small plan. Unexpectedly, his mother found out during the celebration...

An Ting will never forget the way his mother looked at him at that time, just like looking at that failed and disgusting husband.

Afterwards, An Ting sealed all these data in a corner of the computer and left them ashes.

Now that I bring it up again, I still feel afraid, afraid that my mother will be disappointed if she finds out, and also afraid that I will fail in the same thing like my father for the rest of my life.

He glanced at the senior anxiously. Targeting cell-cancer is actually equivalent to a waste project, because the probability of success in this matter is about zero.I don't know how many outstanding scientific researchers have not achieved something, and their unknown juniors are like mantis arms.

But...but...

"Then the third one."

Qin Chengyan put his hand on the delete button, and deleted the other two without hesitation.

"elder brother....."

An Ting looked at him in shock.

"Don't look at me like that," Qin Chengyan's voice was a little hoarse, he leaned back, his eyes were hidden in the shadows and looked deeper, "I understand your thoughts, if you want to do it, do it with your best."

"Don't think about the result," he said in a low voice, and the color of his pupils was a rare pitch black, which led to the illusion that when he focused on a person, he always had the illusion of being trapped in it.

"Don't think about the result, don't think about whether you can succeed. As long as this is what you really want to do, then just focus and give your best. For the rest, the future will give you the answer."

Seniors seldom say so much at once, even Yu Ping, who was listening to the happy song, couldn't help but look over.

An Ting stared at him blankly, his fingers curled up slowly, his hard nails embedded in his palm, leaving red marks.

"And," Qin Chengyan closed his eyes as if he had made up his mind, and said slowly but sincerely, "I will accompany you, even if it's just a small step forward."

The grove downstairs was blown by the passing wind, and there was a sound of waves, and the playfulness and laughter of several girls followed into the ears.The sun flooded the desk, turning the hands on the keyboard into a light golden color.

An Ting looked at it without blinking, and then heard his own heartbeat.

It was so big that the bones of the earthquake were shaking.

He took the computer back from his senior, lowered his head like a cover, his eyes were clearly on the screen, but he didn't read a single word.

It must be too hot, he thought.