Feminism and donkeys

Zhimai told Qingxuan about her mentor, her words were cold and straightforward, without any ups and downs in her voice.

Qingxuan understood, and slowly stroked her back.

A large field of rose seeds was sprinkled in the cemetery, and they will bloom again in the spring of the coming year.

When Zhimai said that she was coaxed into the box, she turned her head and smiled, and said to Qingxuan that she was the one who reported Brother Salty Pig Hand back then.

"I'm just angry at my powerless self."

Because she empathizes with her, angry with her anger, distressed with her heartache, and helpless with her powerlessness, Zhimai immediately thought of her weak and helpless self back then.

She hates all the salty pigs in the world equally, revenge on them is an unfulfilled childhood wish, Zhimai can only make up for the regretful past in this way.

She wants to protect Qingxuan like Teacher Mei protects herself.

However, she could no longer repay Teacher Mei, so she could only gently put a bouquet of roses in front of the monument.

And regret it so far.

Looking at the bouquet of roses, Zhimai was expressionless: "That Eminem said that the recipient's phone number is empty."

The moment she heard "empty number", she had never had such a real feeling that Teacher Mei really left, and her mentor would never come back.

Qingxuan hugged Zhimai into his arms, kissed her tears lightly, and hugged her tightly.

Zhimai was depressed, this time it was Qingxuan who led her down the mountain.

"Senior Sister, let's go back." Zhimai suddenly said.

Go back to their den.

Zhimai sat on the bus and watched for a long time, when her phone vibrated, it was her mother who sent her a voice message in the group, telling her to go home for dinner.

They were like this every time, every time as if nothing happened, gently exposing it, forgetting how much it hurt her.

But she is also human, and her heart hurts.

Zhimai also broke out once when he was in college.

She cried hoarsely about the injustice and partiality at home, and everything about her childhood flashed before her eyes like a flying horse. Thinking of her childhood, she blamed her mother incoherently, and asked her why she stripped her clothes in the street.

But the mother denied it, and said with tears that she slandered people, and that the golden phoenix flying out of the chicken coop had fabricated such an outrageous thing out of thin air in order not to recognize her as a mother.

But her father and younger brother jumped out to be peacemakers, coaxing her, scolding herself for being so rebellious and disturbing the family.

Chinese parents use all kinds of methods to press step by step, until the child screams unbearably and breaks down, they start to play the innocent victim, and then cry to others wronged - they raised her with shit and urine for her Food, clothing and reading, why go crazy?

Reactive abuse, emotional manipulation and mind control, her uneducated parents knew nothing about it.

She just felt ridiculous for a moment, no one remembered it, they had long since forgotten it.

Her soul seemed to leave her body and float in the sky, watching the farce with cold eyes.

No one will apologize to her.

It's just a trivial matter that is not worth mentioning and is quickly forgotten.

The answer and love she wants, maybe only the future can give her.

Zhimai looked at the phone, tears dripped onto the screen, and then picked up the phone and typed a paragraph, explaining the reason for leaving in a family of four.

Women will always convince themselves to make peace, they always have an insecurity that they will be abandoned, nowhere to go, homelessness is so terrible that they always want to leave a way out.

Only by temporarily forgetting here can we continue to start a new life.

Zhimai leaned her head on the shoulder of the person next to her, at least now she is not alone, and she can still touch Qingxuan.

After they came back, their lives continued as usual, and Xun Hui had already been discharged from the hospital.

Zhimai is no longer intimidated. During this journey, Qingxuan's performance has made her firm enough, and she believes in this relationship.

This time Qingxuan went to Xunhui's appointment again, Zhimai just said "oh".

"Little Vinegar, I will come back soon." Qingxuan went out and squeezed Zhimai's face, and found that she hadn't changed at all after going through so many things. Although she didn't say anything, her whole face was broken .

Immediately, Zhimai whimpered mournfully from his throat, clung to her arm with his mouth pouted, wrinkled his face in grievance, and no longer pretended to be generous.

"You must go early and return early."

When Qingxuan arrived, Xun Hui had already sat in his seat to take some time off, perhaps he had been waiting for a long time.

Qingxuan subconsciously raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, Xunhui immediately smiled at her and said, "I'm the one who arrived early."

"How are you thinking?"

She wasn't talking about the embarrassing outcome of her last confide in the ward.

Both of them are smart people, there is no need to entangle them endlessly, if they disagree, they are still friends, and it is not a big deal for adults to fail in their confession.

Xun Hui asked another matter.

Long before Qingxuan chased Zhimai out of the city, she explained the current research bottleneck of the team and hoped to get her help.

Qingxuan didn't answer, looked directly at Xun Hui, and cut to the point: "Who are you serving?"

The artificial womb is a huge and systematic project that burns a lot of money. The "Horizon Project" in 2019 is supported by scientific research policies from many countries, and the appropriation in the public accounts alone has more than 2000 million yuan. This is definitely not as simple as being able to provide a chain of funds solely by individuals.

The huge cost is only one of the difficulties. The approval is quite complicated, and the ethical and moral issues involved are even more difficult. Without a strong backing, it is impossible to go through all the procedures.

Xunhui must have something to hide.

"Sorry." Xun Hui lowered his head to avoid Qing Xuan's gaze, and took a sip of coffee.

"Ectogensis or Ectogestation?" Qingxuan asked again.

The air was quiet and silent, and there were only two people on the second floor of the huge coffee shop.

The artificial uterus includes Ectogensis and Ectogestati, the former completely replaces the function of the uterus, and the fetus grows outside the mother's body from the fertilized egg;

The latter partly replaces the function of the uterus, and the fetus grows outside the mother in the later stages. It is regarded as an advanced version of the incubator and incubator, used to save the lives of extremely premature babies.

Xunhui still didn't answer.

"I see." Qing Xuan took a deep breath, which was beyond her expectations.

Studies have shown that when fertilized eggs are injected into an artificial uterus constructed with theca cells, the embryos can successfully implant, grow, and even develop into complete organs.

But the progress and limitations are equally prominent. The artificial womb is not enough to maintain its subsequent normal development, and death is the eternal outcome of deformed fetuses.

The key is how to prolong the gestation period of the artificial uterus. Every day the embryo survives is a huge breakthrough.

"How far have you researched?" Qingxuan couldn't hold back, and continued to ask.

"Sorry, I can't say." Xun Hui leaned his head on the back of the chair, took off his glasses and wiped them, "You can go back on your word."

Qingxuan confronted his old friend for many years with silence.

The two confronted each other silently.

In the end, Xun Hui got up to take his coat and prepared to leave.

"You copy the data to me, I'll try it."

Science has no borders, and the sea of ​​truth can promote the progress of human civilization.

Qingxuan compromised, and she was willing to help Xun Hui.

"Perfect New World." Xun Hui turned around, this was the third time she apologized today, "Sorry, I can only tell you her name."