born criminal

From afar, the two robots peeping through the crack of the door looked at each other, rarely knowing what to do about the situation at hand.

Andrew sent electromagnetic waves to D3: "What should I do?"

"I don't know." D3 tried to think of an answer, "Give Mr. Yang a cup of hot cocoa first."

What happened today was just a coincidence for the two robots. Andrew even calculated the probability of the event—although it was extremely low, it was still possible.

After all, they couldn't understand what kind of mood it was for the person involved.

After a while, Andrew brought Yangzhou a cup of hot cocoa according to D3's suggestion.His commander seemed quite calm, except for his pale face and a little disordered breath, he did not show any overly agitated emotions.He even said thank you to Andrew.

Andrew didn't know whether to go or stay, so he stepped aside and stood motionless with his hands down.

Yangzhou took a few sips of hot drink and suddenly asked him today's date.When Andrew answered, Yangzhou gave a very soft "hmm", and after a while, asked again: "Really?"

Andrew caught his micro expression and hesitated for a second before answering: "Really."

If I were a human being, he thought, the moment just now must have been called unbearable.

Yang Zhou sat motionless. Two hours later, the sunlight outside the window slowly slanted to the west and moved onto his instep inch by inch.He glanced at his watch and stood up suddenly, "I'm going upstairs first."

"Maybe we should move out." Andrew blurted out, thinking he had come up with a reasonable solution.

Yang Zhou turned his head to look at the thick mahogany door of the study, with a disgusted expression, and finally did not answer.

Although spring has already begun, it is still very cold outside, and the temperature has remained below zero for a long time.The sun was already setting, and a cold wind blew from the distant desert, silently announcing the approach of night.

"Don't follow me." Chen Jian stopped walking aimlessly, turned around and said to Fang Xing.The hostility in his body has subsided, and there is an unconcealable weariness on his brows.

Fang Xing followed him all the way, and he had almost digested what happened in the afternoon, but every time he thought that Yang Zhou and Chen Jian were half-brothers, he still couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

This is really a destiny, even God is helping him!Chen Jian always said that they were brothers, now it seems that he and Yangzhou should be separated by this word!

"Go to my house, it's so cold outside."

Chen Jian was so upset that it was a waste of energy to even speak, so he said patiently, "I want to be alone."

"No." Fang Xing was unusually tough in front of him, "I don't trust you like this."

Chen Jian frowned deeply, snorted irritably, then turned to Fang Xingjia's direction, and took a step forward.

He walked quickly, and the anxiety in his heart was clearly visible.Fang Xing thoughtfully did not speak, and silently followed behind him.

After entering the house, a warm breath rushed towards him, Chen Jian's face softened a little, and his tense shoulders finally showed signs of relaxation.

"You should live in that room." Fang Xing pointed to the guest room with the best lighting and view, "The clothes you left here before are still there."

Chen Jian had no time to pay attention to the details in his words, nodded and entered the guest room, and locked the door behind him with a "click".

"Do you want to talk—" Fang Xing stood awkwardly in the empty living room, feeling a burst of frustration.

In the bedroom, Chen Jian drew the curtains tightly, lay on the soft bed, and covered his arms in front of his eyes.This is a defensive posture, but unfortunately it can't alleviate his pain in the slightest.

The scenes that happened before, and the words Yang Zhou said, played in a loop in his mind like a slow motion.

How could Yangzhou be the son of "that woman"?The one who gave birth to him but abandoned him, a substandard mother and wife.

Zhou Yun... This name is the same as Cheng Beiming, it is already very far away.When he was young, Chen Jian used to be like those hypocritical and stupid children, grabbing his father's knee and asking "why I don't have a mother".Cheng Beiming——at that time he had changed his name to Chen Beimin, and he always told him firmly that his mother was only leaving temporarily and would come back one day.

Chen Jian was longing for it at first, and while his father was asleep, he secretly opened the photos stored in his watch and looked at the woman named Zhou Yun.In his vague concept, that should be considered beautiful.

When he was a little older, when he was over nine years old, Chen Jian no longer believed his father's lies.The children of the base matured early, innocent and vicious.One day a group of children called him "born of a bitch", and he was so angry that he rushed up to fight with them desperately, beating them until their heads were covered with blood, and he broke two ribs.

From then on, Chen Beimin never mentioned the name Zhou Yun again.Year after year of waiting also sapped his confidence, and his personality became eccentric and silent.But he still treats his son in every possible way. He stewed ribs soup for Chen Jian, coaxed him to "eat blood to nourish blood, eat meat to nourish meat", and promised him: "It doesn't matter if mom doesn't come back, dad won't leave you."

Although Chen Beimin broke his promise a year later, Chen Jian never stopped looking forward to him.For a long time, he stood at the gate of the city every afternoon and waited for his father until the sun went down.Later, Dr. Simon told him, "When your father comes back, he definitely doesn't want to see you like this", and Chen Jian gave up waiting in vain.Afterwards, like a seedling that lost its shelter, he grew up rapidly in the storm.

The next day he carefully collected all his father's things and put them in a secret box.While grabbing his father's watch, he didn't take another look at it.That's the day he decided to hate that woman, he didn't even allow himself to remember her name or face, he wanted to just hate her, curse her, and pray that everything was okay for her.

Perhaps because of his deep resentment, fate couldn't help but play a big joke on him.More than ten years later, Chen Beimin did not come back, but came to Yangzhou. He was beautiful and repulsive. Chen Jian was attracted by him the first time they met. Watching the sunrise and sunset, those charming and ambiguous things brewed invisibly, which have not had time to burn into a prairie fire, are all gone now.

Chen Jian didn't want to believe that he was attracted to "that woman's" son.He numbly thought that perhaps Yang Zhou had learned of the name Cheng Beiming from some way, and deliberately set up a trick to distract him.He has discovered the secret of the study room, perhaps to find the mechanism...

He wants to go back!He wanted to poke through his tricks and see his stubborn expression of frustration and refusal to admit defeat.It must be so, he kept telling himself, this was the truth.

Hearing the sound of the door lock turning, Fang Xing from the dining room hurried out and said softly, "I was about to ask you to eat."

"Don't eat." Chen Jian's voice was a little hoarse, and he walked towards the entrance with his head sullen.

"Where are you going?" Fang Xing grabbed his sleeve regardless of the water in his hands, "Calm down Chen Jian! The situation is more complicated than before, we need to discuss it carefully."

"Go home." Chen Jian's irritable mood rose, and he couldn't break free several times, so he roughly pulled Fang Xing's hand away, and strode towards the door.After a while he stopped again, turned his head and twitched at the corner of Fang Xing's mouth, and said in a low voice, "I'm fine, don't worry."

Fang Xing looked at his back, clenched his teeth, and punched the table.

Night had fallen outside the house, and three or two stars dotted the dark blue sky.The road was not far away, Chen Jian walked more and more slowly, finally he stood on the corridor, staring at the red couplets at the door, hesitant to go any further.

The two worried-looking robots at home had sensed his existence long ago, D3 couldn't hold back, and ran out and asked, "Mr. Chen, why didn't you come in."

Chen Jian felt sore in his heart.He tapped tenderly on the D3's top cover, flashing a genuine, fleeting smile.In the end, perhaps only robots are ever faithful and worthy of entrustment.

"What about him?" he asked.

"Mr. Yang went upstairs and didn't eat dinner."

Hearing that there was no need for a face-to-face meeting, Chen Jian exhaled lightly, feeling relieved.

He walked into the living room, and Andrew came up to him and asked if he wanted something to eat.Perhaps because of what happened in the afternoon, his attitude towards Chen Jian changed subtly.

Chen Jian declined the kindness of the two robots, went around behind the stairs, and pushed open the door of the storage room.

There are many things that belong to the past on hold here, and even the air has a stale smell.He walked to the deepest corner of the room, pushed aside the piles of expensive silk and old-fashioned hats, and saw a long-lost metal safe.

Chen Jian stroked the cold box, quickly entered the password and covered it with his fingerprints before the memories flooded in.

With a "click", the lid of the box split from the middle, and slowly retracted into the grooves on both sides, revealing the scene at the bottom of the box - an old-fashioned mobile phone, a watch, a half-knit scarf, and an ID card.

After so many years, Chen Jian is no longer a child who cried and called his father when he dreamed back at midnight, and his father's appearance in his memory has also been blurred.But when he picked up the ID card and saw the young Chen Beimin smiling at him, his eyes were sore, and he let out a painful cry from his throat.

His hands were shaking, and the ID card fell back into the box and hit the nearby watch.

Chen Jian instinctively felt that he should leave now, but he grabbed the watch as if possessed by a demon.

Thirty years ago, the kind of imitation pocket watch was very popular, and there was a transparent cover on the watch that could be lifted.You usually watch the time through the watch cover. After opening, there is an extremely thin LCD screen inside the cover, which can display photos and text stored in the chip.

The watch is Chen Beimin's treasure, because it is a gift from a special person.He once hugged Chen Jian on his lap, looked at the photos in it tenderly, and deceived himself that she would come back.

Many years later, Chen Jian touched that little button again.His mind was in a state of confusion, and the noisy voices in his head merged into a river that broke its bank—don't, don't go!

Chen Jian pressed hard, and the rusty watch made an old and piercing sound, and the cover flicked open slowly, revealing a long-ago photo.Although the image has been dimmed, the woman's beautiful silhouette is still faintly visible.

Chen Jian stared at the woman who was five or six times like Yangzhou, and his heart fell into the bottomless abyss.

His frothy hopes were finally dashed.