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The kiss ends.
"But I..." Lin Xun lowered his head and said.
Dongjun: "Huh?"
"I still want to wake up in reality." Lin Xun said.
"It's right here." Dongjun kissed him on the forehead: "I will give you everything in reality here, anyone you want can come in."
"I don't want it." Lin Xun raised his head and stroked Dongjun's profile with his fingers: "I want to see... what you have become in reality. I can't... I can't let you stay there alone. "
Dongjun: "I can't let you take risks."
"It's not an adventure," Lin Xun said. "If I forget something, or don't remember you again, you will come to me again. You don't have to pursue me, I will fall in love with you for the third time."
Dongjun stared at him, and after a period of silence, he said, "What if you become unwise?"
"If your intelligence is damaged, you will no longer be able to write meaningful algorithms, you will no longer have any achievements, and you will no longer be able to change the world with your own creations." Dongjun said in a low voice, "Is this not a risk? ?"
Lin Xun was startled for a moment, his eyes widened, he opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.
Dongjun took him into his arms: "Dear, right here."
In the silence, Lin Xun suddenly said, "No."
He looked over Dong Jun's shoulder and saw thousands of people in the audience watching with joy. They applauded him because he created value. He likes to be watched like this, likes glory and achievement, likes to create algorithms that have never been done before, likes to leave his mark in this world.
"I'm willing," he said softly, "willing to take this risk for you... OK?"
"does it worth?"
-"worth."
The man holding him trembled slightly.
"… it is good."
-In the void again, Lin Xun and Dongjun looked at each other.
"The wake-up program will activate in three minutes," Dong Jun said, "follow it."
Lin Xun nodded: "Yes."
He looked at Dongjun and smiled at him: "Goodbye."
There seemed to be worry and reluctance in Dongjun's eyes, but he finally smiled back at him: "Goodbye."
Then, Lin Xun watched his figure disappear here.
He knows that there are some processes that no one can go through for him, some decisions that no one can make for him, and some bets that only he can uncover.
But if there is a person waiting at the end of the road, it is not lonely.
For whatever reason, he once left him.
Then this time, he will walk towards him again.
He closed his eyes.
In the 180th second, an indescribable current filled his body. Different from the previous pain, it was like a mighty spring breeze, and he was lifted up like a feather by the wind, losing all visible ties and flying higher and higher in the wind.
— Then, at the highest point, he was drawn into the vortex of the sky.
When he opened his eyes again, he was in a dream again.
Dim room with cigarette burning ashes by the bed. The slender one is the kind Dongjun is used to.
After the previous thrilling moments, he could actually touch some of the shadows of his memories, but those memories were very empty and could not be seen clearly like the shadows under the water. He didn't remember much when Dongjun started smoking. It should have been the busiest and most chaotic time when Galaxy was just established. There's no particular reason to use this thing, it's better than coffee. In the absence of rest, people will gradually lose their minds. Coffee and tea can keep IQ at 80% of the original, but cigarettes can keep it at 95%. It is far from the point of addiction, just as a tool.
But Lin Xun was always not happy.
He felt that for the sake of the Milky Way, he would not force himself to do this.
But he won't say, he thinks it's a career that Dongjun likes, it's what he volunteered to do, and it's something he has no right to say - even though he is Dongjun's boyfriend.
Just a little uncomfortable, a little, sour.
Dongjun was often busy late because of company affairs. In the first two years, he would accompany him in the galaxy, and later, the more he stayed, the later he would doze off on his desk, and he would be packed and thrown home by Dongjun. Come again - and then slowly, I got used to waiting for people to get off work, but it doesn't have to be get off work, it may be a "not coming back tonight" text message.
Lin Xun couldn't do anything about it, he just continued to read his thesis. His work is not really busy. The person who writes the algorithm has far less pure workload than the person who writes the code, but the ideas are more difficult to find. So he is either reading papers every day, or on the way to reading papers. It is a very interesting thing to always acquire the most cutting-edge knowledge. It's just that sometimes I miss the room with the hawthorn tree outside the window, and the person in the room who accompanies him to brush his papers late at night.
But he also has his own activities occasionally. For example, there was a mathematics conference held in the imperial capital today. He came back a little late. When he got home, Dong Jun was already waiting for him in the room, and his relationship seemed a little dangerous.
On that day, he also received an invitation letter from IMU, an international mathematics forum, and several friends from that year attended the meeting, but it took a long time, 25 days. To go or not to go, Lin Xun doesn't really care. But he still told Dongjun.
Dongjun said: "No."
Lin Xun turned his head and took a few breaths. The man was kissing and biting his neck heavily.
The last time his dream came to this, but this time, the scene continued.
He smiled and said softly, "But I want to go."
Dongjun looked down at him in the dark, and after a while, he lightly pecked his cheek: "Then go."
Lin Xun: "...Oh."
Dongjun: "Aren't you happy recently?"
"It's okay," Lin Xun said these two words habitually, paused, but then said, "A little bit."
Dongjun: "Then go out and relax."
Lin Xun: "... um."
He buried his head in Dongjun's chest.
It is clear that Dongjun follows him in everything, but he is not happy.
He closed his eyes, but suddenly remembered ten years ago, when the classmate knocked on the door and told him to go out to play, he held his wrist tightly, stared at him with red eyes, and didn't want him to play with anyone.
But people can change.
He remembered that he had gone through the documents of Galaxy, and found that he had no power to interfere with this huge group except that part of Galaxy's profits would be continuously entered into his card.
Perhaps, what is important to a person is constantly changing.
... When did you feel that Dongjun started to dislike yourself
Maybe this time.
- He was twenty-three years old that year, two years later, he left Dongjun, and two years later, he left this world to a certain extent.
Fortunately only to a certain extent.
He sank.
Like a feather, his sperm sank in the water, the sun-shimmering water gradually faded away, and the bubbles floated up, and finally disappeared. Everything around him darkened and deepened, and at the moment when there was no light, he gently landed on the soft riverbed.
He seemed to be getting heavier gradually, breathing up and down, and even every beat of his heart had to overcome the pressure of the water—he was no longer as lithe and uninhibited as a feather fluttering in the wind, something was holding him back.
what is it
— is the body of the earth.
Lin Xun suddenly opened his eyes.
In the black world, nothing could be seen, only the faint lights of the stars poured into his eyes in an instant.
As if separated by a thick shell, the sound of the instruments outside was a piece of music. He was like a person who had lived in a vacuum for too long, and any color and sound were infinitely amplified in his senses to an unbearable level. The hurried footsteps sounded, a "beep", the smooth metal pushing sound, the white light outside was a dazzling line at first, and then gradually enlarged.
Lin Xun's thoughts were very slow. After a full two seconds, he slowly thought, this is a nut shell, he is lying in the nut shell.
The light was soft—though still somewhat irritating to his retinas.
He slowly curled his fingers, and although his fingertips were lazily motionless, he felt the presence of his own limbs.
A human face appeared above.
Lin Xun squinted his eyes, everything in front of him was blurry, and he barely recognized the doctor by the outline of his facial features.
The doctor is smiling.
"woke up!"
"I said there would be no problem. I have never killed anyone under my command. You can't set a precedent for me."
Lin Xun: "..."
"Come on," the doctor stretched out his hand, "you can come out, the recovery of the body is not very good inside."
Lin Xun grabbed his wrist and was taken out, and there was a bed next to the husk cabin. He sat on the bed and looked around. It was a windowless room. Looking at the white decoration, he vaguely felt a little familiar, but he couldn't tell where it was familiar. Many of his memories were still unclear.
"Does it look familiar?" The doctor said while attaching some instrument to his hand: "Your underground facility, security level S, look, those machines behind the glass wall, I brought my life and wealth with me. It's more than enough to treat one of you."
Lin Xun actually felt that he was a little noisy.
But he didn't have the strength to speak, so he could only let the doctor chatter.
"I also have the exact same equipment in my hospital. Everyone thinks you are there. But it's not. Your consciousness is generated in this nutshell, and then it is mapped to which nutshell, and you enter the virtual world from that nutshell. .If someone traces the source of your consciousness through the network of the virtual world, you can only find the Nutshell, but any operation of the Nutshell will not hurt you - I didn't expect that someone would really want to kill you through the Nutshell You. He said that he was just habitually trying to keep you absolutely safe, but I was still shocked by this operation. Who the hell is your husband? Is there a chance for me to dissect his brain? "
Lin Xun took a few breaths and finally said, "Where is Dongjun...?"
"On my side, he has to be there often so that Eagle can confirm that they really found the correct husk number." The doctor said, "But he's coming this way after you get it right. You wake up so fast, come here. It is expected that you will wake up after he arrives, but I didn't expect that I will be the first person you see when you wake up, and I can brag to the next generation..."
Lin Xun: "You talk a lot."
"Excuse me, if you don't wake up, I'll die. You don't know, you live so happily in the virtual world, and those of us outside have experienced a war. Really, I don't even know about these thirty What the hell is going on?"
Lin Xun looked at the door on the side of the room and said slowly, "Thank you, I..."
"Good, stop talking." The doctor turned to the other side, "I'll test you a few values."
Lin Xun just looked there, all the sounds around him seemed to be far away, and the whole world fell into silence. He was like a newcomer to the world, not knowing where he was or what he was looking at.
suddenly.
The airtight door moved.
Lin Xun's body trembled.
Immediately afterwards, the tightly-sealed airtight door slid open smoothly, and a person walked in.
- But he just took a step in and stayed there, never stepping forward again.
Time was pressed to stand still at this moment, and Lin Xun stared at Dongjun.
What was he thinking about? - He didn't even know it, the moment he saw the familiar figure, he looked at him, and the world went blank.
After a minute—maybe five minutes, or ten minutes, he lost those concepts.
His voice trembled: "You... come here."
The sound of footsteps sounded, and Dong Jun walked towards him.
The eyes, the bridge of the nose and the lips that he will never forget, the long hair, the neck, the Adam's apple and the shoulders that he will never forget—the person he will never forget, walks towards him step by step, getting closer and closer.
Time ebbs and flows, fate rises one after another, and the distance is only a dozen meters, like a few kilometers, like decades, like life and death.
When he reached Lin Xun's eyes, when his right hand held Lin Xun, he seemed to tremble slightly. He stroked Lin Xun's cheek with his left hand, brushed away the broken hair on his forehead, and slowly traced the contours of his eyes and lips downward.
Lin Xun just looked up and stared at him blankly, thousands of words rose and fell in his chest, but he couldn't say anything. He hated that he didn't study Chinese well when he was a child, and he didn't have the talent to play with languages like that. He should have said the most emotional words in the world to the person in front of him, but he could only use the most plain language. He opened his mouth, but in the end he could only tremble: "... long time no see."