born criminal

Stop it.

Ever since he knew the truth about the genetic experiment, Yangzhou seized every opportunity to persuade Chen Jian.In the past few days, Chen Jian's attitude has eased. Although he is still cold and distant, the strong hatred has subsided a lot, and Yang Zhou sees a faint hope.

He is usually not a talkative person, but in order to make Chen Jian understand the situation and stop planning, he pestered him almost indecently at the dining table and in the living room.

Yangzhou's analysis hit the nail on the head, so why didn't Chen Jian understand it.He has been selectively blind all along, paralyzing himself by imagining the successful scenarios of the plan, but deliberately ignoring the difficulties and obstacles in it.But now, Yangzhou tore away the beautiful illusion and forced him to recognize the bloody truth.

Water drips through stone.From Yangzhou's insight into the intention of the No. [-] base's independence and raised its objection, Chen Jian's heart has been shaken unknowingly, and now, he even has a hint of retreat.

Although this thought only passed away in a flash, it was enough to scare Chen Jian.

It's all Yangzhou's fault.This person is always rational enough to make him irritable, wishing to break his hands and feet and seal his mouth, so that he can only cry at his feet and beg for mercy.

"Stop doing useless work." Chen Jian interrupted coldly.

Yangzhou's lips parted slightly, and he looked like he was about to say something, but he pursed his lips in disappointment.

Chen Jian restrained himself from looking at him, but his bone marrow seemed to be full of ants, which made him restless and his eyes wandered.His eyes drifted to Yang Zhou's body, and the itching that he couldn't ask for stopped in an instant, and the steering wheel that was spinning out of control in his heart also immediately settled down.

It's really sad.Chen Jian laughed at himself, raised his chin slightly, with a cold and disdainful expression, but his eyes were fixed on the shadow of Yangzhou's collarbone, and he was generally unable to move away if he was attracted.

After a moment of silence, Andrew brought drinks to the two of them.Yangzhou looked at the uniquely shaped cup in front of him, and had a vague premonition.He picked it up and took a sip, the water in the cup suddenly boiled, scalding the tip of his tongue.He quickly put down the water glass, covered his mouth in embarrassment, and gasped with a "hiss".

Andrew turned his head to look, and immediately understood what was going on, and shouted "D3" angrily.

D3 has been making troubles for Yangzhou recently. The power and water cut off in the room from time to time. In the middle of taking a shower, the embarrassing incident of standing under the shower covered in foam has happened several times.Yang Zhou has been silently enduring it, Chen Jian naturally has no way of knowing, if it wasn't for this encounter, he would still be kept in the dark.

Seeing Yangzhou suffer, Chen Jian subconsciously stood up, paused and sat back down, turned his eyes to D3 who was peeping from a distance, and said ferociously: "Are you looking for death?"

D3 was perplexed. He had always believed that his central processing unit was comparable to a human brain, but now he encountered a problem—he was clearly trying to vent his anger on Chen Jian, but Chen Jian scolded him. D3 was not happy anymore. The surface of his body gradually became transparent, emitting a faint blue light. He turned 180 degrees on the spot, facing Chen Jian with his back.

Chen Jian knew that D3 was "emotional", but he couldn't care less about coaxing him at the moment. He leaned over to Yangzhou and asked, "How is it?"

He wanted to show the impatience of "I'm just asking casually", but he couldn't control his tone well, and finally turned into genuine concern.

Before Yangzhou drank the water, he was wary and just took a sip, so the burn was not serious.But when Chen Jian asked, he suddenly felt very painful again.

Yang Zhou's hesitation made Chen Jian unable to sit still. He stood up "badly", walked to Yang Zhou in three or two steps, and said roughly, "Let me see."

After half a month of avoidance and alienation, the sudden approach made both of them startled.

Chen Jian coughed unnaturally, and bent slightly to observe.The light shone on his shoulders, and the fluff of the sweater was clearly visible, like miniature water plants, dancing and jumping in the air.He has a lemon scent mixed with a faint smell of tobacco, completely surrounding Yangzhou.

The ambiguous Mars, which had been dim for many days and was about to cool down, finally found an opportunity and flickered tenaciously.

Yangzhou felt awkward, uncomfortable, and dangerous.He shrank his neck calmly and said softly: "It's okay."

Chen Jian was obsessed, unwilling to let go of the opportunity to get along with him at close range, raised his hand to pinch his chin, and said without doubt: "Open your mouth and have a look."

The soft and delicate skin under the fingers was too vivid to the touch. Chen Jian moved his thumb with varying degrees of strength, obviously feeling uneasy.

Yangzhou wanted to hide, this kind of intimacy made him feel slightly uncomfortable physically, but Chen Jian's long-lost concern made his nose sore and he couldn't move.

He opened his mouth slightly, and spit out a bright red tip of his tongue, like a ripe strawberry.

Chen Jian's heart skipped a beat, and the strength in his hand suddenly increased, leaving several bluish-white fingerprints on Yang Zhou's chin.Yang Zhou suddenly noticed something, quickly withdrew his tongue, and licked his lips to conceal it.

Chen Jian blocked his shortness of breath in his chest, and said dryly, "There are blisters, please apply some medicine."

"No need." Yang Zhou twitched the corner of his mouth, trying to resolve the embarrassment, "Small problem."

Chen Jian let go of his hand, and his facial features immersed in the shadows moved subtly, revealing an unspeakable expression.He was noncommittal, returned to the seat just now and sat down.

The atmosphere in the living room was dull, like a storm was about to come, the sky before the thunder and lightning tore the dark clouds.The old-fashioned wall clock on the wall is ticking, and every second is thrilling.

"What kind of person is your father?" Chen Jian suddenly asked after a long time.

Yang Zhou didn't expect him to ask this question, he was at a loss for a moment, thought for a while and said, "Seldom talkative, not sociable. When I was a student, I was called a nerd, but in fact I am very romantic in my bones."

Chen Jian seemed to listen but didn't listen, and didn't respond.

The room was quiet again, the sound of the clock hammering the nerves.Yangzhou panicked for no reason, and said something: "What about you, last time you mentioned that you were infected with V-SARS, and then..."

Chen Jian rubbed his temples, as if he could pull out the past from the depths of his memory.

The chaotic scene flashed noisily, and he finally summed it up lightly: "Fang Xing saved me."

Fang Xing is an orphan who was abandoned by his parents and lives in an orphanage.When he was five years old, he had a fight with Chen Jian and became friends ever since.After Chen Beimin found out, he adopted Fang Xing back from the dirty and dark orphanage and asked him to be with Chen Jian.

A few years later, Chen Jian was infected with V-SARS. Chen Beimin left the base to find medicine for him, but never came back.Chen Jian's condition worsened, but Fang Xing was anxious but helpless. One day when he was searching on the street, he accidentally bumped into a few people handing over injections.Those people were thugs of a certain gang in the city. Fang Xing and Chen Jian could recognize them at a glance after hanging out on the street all day.Purely out of intuition, Fang Xing immediately decided that what they were holding was the antidote to V-SARS.He followed all the way, and the other party obviously knew the situation in the city well and didn't dare to make a big show of it. Several people dispersed, escorted by only two people, and rushed to the west district.Passing by a deserted garden, Fang Xing dashed out diagonally, bumping into the man holding the medicine.

At that time, he was only in his early ten years old. Although the base was chaotic and dark, everyone was less guarded against children.While the man was helping him, Fang Xing snatched the medicine from his arms, and using his familiarity with the terrain, he ran wildly.

Thinking about it now, it was a fluke that he was not caught by two grown men.

Chen Jian received an injection, his condition was under control, and he recovered gradually.At the same time, the gangster's son, not a few years older than Chen Jian, died because he could not receive timely treatment.It is said that his father was so furious that he ordered the whole city to hunt down the boy who robbed the drug, and asked him to be buried with his son.

With Chen Beimin absent, Chen Jian and Fang Xing depended on each other for their lives, and were anxious all day long.As a result, when the other party let go of his harsh words, turmoil occurred within the gang, and the forces changed soon after, and the matter was left alone.

"I went to that child's funeral secretly." In fact, the boy who died was older than Chen Jian, but because he was always 15 years old, when looking back on the past, Chen Jian still called him a child.He picked up the cup and took a sip, sighing and making trembling ripples on the water. "He didn't do anything bad—or he didn't, but because I took his medicine, he died."

After hearing what he said, Yang Zhou couldn't recover for a long time.The bond between Fang Xing and Chen Jian was so deep that it made him, the brother who came out halfway and was still hated by him, look so ridiculous.

"You don't have to feel guilty," Yangzhou settled down, dispelled the bitter jealousy, and comforted, "I can only blame the social situation at that time, not you."

Chen Jian sneered: "I never feel guilty."

Yes, he is not guilty.Just as he would not hypocritically say to Fang Xing that you shouldn't save me, you shouldn't let me bear the sin of hurting another life.Chen Jian has always known that living is the most important thing.Only by living can we wait for our father to come back, and only by living can we have a chance to change this chaotic era.

But even if he doesn't feel guilty, everything that happened in the past still affects him subtly.Invisibly, he put a heavier burden on his shoulders, trying his best to live out the expectations of two or more people.Even though life at the base is peaceful now, the injustice, discrimination, and death he experienced in the early years still remind him to never indulge in illusions.

"So," Chen Jian looked at Yangzhou, with a black sea rolling in his eyes, "do you still want to stop me?"

Yangzhou felt dizzy for a moment like losing blood, as if a hurricane passed through his chest, tearing his heart into pieces.He understood what Chen Jian meant, but he met his gaze, clenched his fists, and said in a low voice, "I want it."

Chen Jian was stunned, the mocking arc of the corner of his mouth froze on his face.In the ups and downs of emotions in my heart, there was actually a trace of relief mixed with it.

He knew that Yang Zhou was as tough and stubborn as himself, and once he identified a certain goal, he would never look back.Back then when he was left behind, apart from letting go of the unceasing affection, he was also secretly aware that maybe he could bring about a turning point for the situation.

"Why bother?" Chen Jian raised his chin, his eyelids opened a narrow slit, "You don't have to atone for her."

Yang Zhou froze for a moment before realizing who "she" was.Whenever Zhou Yun is mentioned, the surrounding air is always a bit cold.A few days ago, Yang Zhou must have turned his head and remained silent, but today he did not flinch.

"It has nothing to do with her. I didn't tell her your whereabouts." Yangzhou's tongue was red and swollen, and his voice was vague when he spoke, as if he had been wronged, and he wanted to cry, "I don't want to see you take risks."

Chen Jian stared at him for two seconds, then turned his head away suddenly, so much that the cervical spine made a muffled sound.There seemed to be a thin electric current rushing up in the air, chasing him all the way, meandering into the heart.When I checked Yangzhou's burns before, I tried my best to suppress the thought, like sparks jumping into a frying pan, instantly unstoppable.

want to kiss him.

Yang Zhou stroked the non-existing folds of his trousers, his fingertips trembling slightly.He finally said what was in his heart, those just and high-sounding excuses were nothing compared to Chen Jian's safety.

He really liked him, before he knew they were brothers.

A gust of dry and biting wind blows in from the window, sweeping across the dull and almost frozen room.Yang Zhou drank the cold water and left the living room quietly.

Chen Jian watched the news on his mobile phone, completely clueless.In the middle of the floating square characters, a dark shadow passed by.He was stunned for a while, then dropped the phone, and said to D3 whose back was still facing him, "Come here."

D3 was still emitting a faint blue light, he turned around slowly, walked slowly to the side of the sofa, paused for a few seconds, and took another step back.

Chen Jian stretched out his hand to press the cover on top of him, and flicked it with his fingers, "You are quite a robot."

Embarrassed laughter came from D3's speakers, and the blue light on his body gradually disappeared.

Counting, he has been with Chen Jian for three full years.When we met for the first time, Chen Jian liked this smart, considerate, and slightly silly robot very much. He always treated him as half of his family, and would give him way from time to time.

"I'm helping you." D3 said proudly.

"I know," Chen Jian sullenly said, "but don't make things difficult for Yangzhou in the future."

"Why?" D3 immediately became annoyed: "I heard you say you hate him."

Chen Jian stopped stroking the top of D3's head, and spoke after a while: "I don't hate him. Besides, hating someone is too tiring, I might as well forget about it."

D3's two round eyes changed from light to dark, and he said sullenly: "But..."

"You don't understand." Chen Jian remembered something, sighed slightly, and patted D3, "I'm going to sleep."

D3 walked back to his room while thinking about Chen Jian's words. The power of the wheels was insufficient, and the sounds they made were different from usual.Andrew was charging and opened his eyes when he noticed something was wrong.

D3 weakly jumped twice, but did not jump onto his own charging board, Andrew leaned over and hugged him, D3 was quiet for a rare time, without any over-reacting.

"What's wrong with you?" Andrew asked.

D3 was silent for a while, and said dejectedly: "I just found out that no matter how much I understand the human brain, they will never treat me as the same kind."

"We are just human creations." Andrew frowned, "Why do you think about these strange questions all day long?"

"I'm not like you, thinking about how to frame Mr. Chen all day long." D3 said coldly.

Andrew did not answer directly: "I am a policeman, and I have my duties."

D3 hated him for bringing up the mission of the police at every turn, and said dissatisfiedly, "When will you leave the base?"

"Listen to Mr. Yang's arrangement." Andrew paused slightly, "If I leave, will you miss me?"

After saying this, Andrew hurriedly started the Trojan scanning software to check whether his system had been attacked.

How can you ask this?

D3 was quiet for several seconds, even the radiator stopped working, and then he said loudly: "No way, you are so stupid."

"If I leave in the future, we may be able to establish a secret data transmission channel to facilitate communication." Andrew said solemnly: "After all, there are not many advanced intelligent robots at present."

D3 ignored him, Andrew pondered for a moment, analyzing that he should be in a situation called "embarrassment", and was about to withdraw his proposal when he heard D3 reservedly "hum".