Du You could almost feel the trembling of the opponent's palm.
You Haoyu stared at him closely, with red ears: "Actually, I..."
At this moment, the outer door was knocked twice. Following the prestige, the person standing at the door is the broker.
The manager was a little shocked when he saw his artist holding the boss's hand.
But at this time, smart people should learn to pretend to be deaf: "Haoyu, Director Wang has finished his lecture, go over quickly."
After such an interruption, You Haoyu calmed down.
He let go of Du You. After a pause, he asked, "When are you leaving?"
Du You thought for a while: "There is still a meeting in the afternoon."
That's right now.
You Haoyu was a little disappointed, but didn't say much. Look away, put your hand on the back of your neck: "In short... I'm very happy that you came here today."
Amber eyes quickly glanced at Du You, then lowered again, "I'll go first."
Du You watched the young man leave, then looked at the manager who was still standing at the door, and nodded to him.
The agent woke up like a dream.
What did he just see
Ever since he took over for the first time, he found that he, an artist, was blunt and didn't understand what "tactful and polite" meant.
And such a guy would actually show that kind of expression that can be called "shy"
Du You saw the man staring at him intently: "What's wrong."
Only then did the manager realize how impolite he was, so he hurriedly bowed. After saying hello, they hurriedly left the scene.
When Du You and Assistant Xiao left, the filming was still in full swing.
The two got into the car, and the heater in the car was much warmer than the set.
Du You sat in the back row, a little drowsy.
Then, he heard voices.
"Batch 212."
"At any rate, one person survived."
"But it's not considered a success." The male voice sounded a little painful, and the figure gradually changed from chaos to clarity.
The man was wearing a white coat, and the other people who communicated with him in the room were also dressed in the same way.
These people did not notice that the door of the room was ajar. A toddler who looked like he was just learning to walk was leaning against the wall, peeping through the crack of the door.
The white coat covered his face with his hands: "Organs are failing every year. Even if you develop supernatural powers, you still won't live past the age of 18. What's the point of that?"
"Restart the experiment." Another person curled his fingers and tapped on the table, "Find out the cause of the failure and adjust the composition of the nutrient solution. Next time, it must be successful."
"We don't have much time left."
The child seems to have grown taller. But it was still the same action, holding the door panel to peek inside.
Now it's a different place. There are several sophisticated instruments inside, and the adults are wearing exactly the same clothes, busy talking, recording, and manipulating the instruments.
And at this moment, he was grabbed by the shoulder.
"What are you doing here, this is not where you should be."
His captors were also wearing white coats.
The child did not resist and was led out of the corridor. Then, he returned to the small room of about ten square meters where he stayed.
A boring place where no one can talk.
Although even if he went out, those adults seemed to disdain to talk to him.
Not long after the white coat left, he jumped out of bed again and ran out.
But this time, he went to a strange place.
It was wider than any place he had ever seen. The ceiling is almost invisible, and there is a spacious passage in the middle, with countless bottles and cans piled up on both sides.
The can is huge, taller than those grown-ups. The body of the bottle is made of glass, and it can be seen that it is filled with a light blue liquid.
And in every bottle, there is a little baby curled up. Hold your knees and sink and float in the liquid. The umbilical cord connects to the bottom of the bottle.
The child widened his eyes and walked in.
There is not much difference in the appearance of the babies, each one is as ugly as a monkey.
When walking through the corridor to the end, he found a huge glass bottle in the center of the end of the room, which was different from other nutrition jars.
The child came closer and stared straight at the baby floating in the bottle. The opponent seemed to have no gravity, and fell all over the water.
Babies are born here
He doesn't quite understand. After watching it for a while, it became a little boring.
After all, none of these guys react and don't know how to interact.
Just as she was about to leave, the little baby in front of her suddenly opened her eyes.
There are very few whites of the eyes, and the pupils are so large that a cold sweat breaks down the spine, making one's hair stand on end.
And in the light maroon pupils, the X symbol flickered faintly.
With a crisp sound of "pa", the extremely strong bottle exploded suddenly. Debris flew in all directions, and the child shielded his face and took a few steps back.
However, both arms were inevitably cut by sharp tools, leaving several bloodstains.
The ice-blue nutrient solution also splashed all over him, turning into chicken soup. The black hair, blouse, and trousers were wet, with water dripping down.
He put down his hand, and saw a baby lying in the middle of the bottom of the bottle among the fragments, the umbilical cord was severed, and the eyes were closed tightly. The opening of the eyes just now seemed to be just an illusion.
The child walked over, squatted down, picked up the baby, and trotted outside.
Not long after leaving the mysterious room, he heard someone calling him from behind.
"Why are you running around again, didn't you tell you to stay in the room!" The voice sounded a little sullen.
He stopped and turned around. Handing the baby to the adult who was walking towards him: "This one is dying."
The teacher paused. When he saw clearly that the child was in a panic and was still hugging the experimental subject, his lips trembled: "You, where are you from..."
Before he finished speaking, the little baby opened his eyes again and looked over with a blank expression.
He was obviously just a defenseless baby, but when he met those eyes with almost invisible whites, the teacher felt an inexplicable feeling of fear in his heart.
Time flies, three years later.
"Is this the third person?"
A man wearing glasses slapped the table hard: "That child is terrible, we must apply for scrapping!"
"Abandoned? The superiors are already very dissatisfied. We have been given a lot of money and time, but there has been no results. This time the research was finally successful, how could it be abandoned! It is only two years now, and we can still correct the control."
The man with glasses retorted: "What do you call success in research? That guy has a problem with his head. He has already killed three teachers. Who else dares to go!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience fell silent.
If "Scrap processing" is selected, the failed project will be terminated immediately. They would be kicked out of the Institute and lost their safe haven.
And if X continues to be left alone, it is very likely that not only the three teachers will die.
Although on the surface, the losses caused by "scrap disposal" are greater. But the problem now is that no one wants to sacrifice themselves for the benefit of others.
The meeting continued deadlocked.
At this time, a girl weakly suggested: "Let the experimental subject No. 212 take care of him, how about it?"
After the words fell, everyone's eyes were on her.
Originally, after the successful birth of X, in order to avoid wasting resources, it was necessary to dispose of Experimental No. 212 immediately.
But the series of appalling actions that X made later made it too late for them to take care of the last experimental subject.
When the girl mentioned it, it suddenly dawned on me.
Although it is a failure, but its physical fitness is stronger than that of ordinary humans, so it should not be so easy to die. And relatively speaking, it is more obedient.
Perhaps, they can really discipline X through No. 212.
Even if No. 212 is killed by X, there is no loss for them.
But considering the troublesome handling after that, they still sincerely hope that these two children who are also experimental subjects can cherish each other.
The child has grown to be eight years old. He realized that the place he was in was an experimental institution.
I also realized that the adults who I called "teachers" didn't have any special feelings for me.
Because of an accident two years ago, his range of travel has been limited even less. Whenever he tried to sneak out, the device strapped to his ankle would trigger an electric current.
The "atrium" was the only place he liked to be.
It is always spring here, and the green grass and flowers are in full bloom—although they are all fake things made of plastic.
But that didn't stop him from lying on the prickly grass and imagining that he was sleeping outdoors.
At this time, he heard footsteps behind him. After sitting up and looking back, I found that the teacher was leading a younger child walking over.
To be precise, it was the chain on the child's wrist.
The kid was shorter than he was, with light chestnut curly hair. His hands were bound and his eyes were blindfolded.
He got up and looked at the teacher.
"From now on, he will be your younger brother." The teacher handed him the chain, "As an older brother, you have to make him listen to you."
After saying this, the teacher seemed afraid to stay with his younger brother, and left the courtyard very quickly.
The child watched the teacher leave, and then looked at his younger brother.
He squatted down and pulled away the utensils covering the eyes of the person in front of him. When he saw those light maroon pupils, he seemed to think of something.
"You were born out of a can?"
"..." Those light maroon eyes were fixed on him.
The child touched the other person's hair: "Hello, I will be your brother from now on."
"My name is Du You."
…
With a sense of crisis, Du You suddenly opened his eyes.
Although everything that happened in the dream is very real. But that sense of crisis did not come from a dream, but from reality.
The commercial vehicle was driving on the expressway, but it suddenly skidded and slammed into the fence.
Assistant Xiao sat in the driver's seat and couldn't control the steering wheel.
Du You leaned over and immediately unbuckled the woman's seat belt.
The next second—there was a "bang" sound, and the front of the car slammed into the railing of the expressway. The headlights were shattered, and the entire front body was dented.
Even the front window glass was shattered by the huge impact, and the cracks spread like spider webs.
Assistant Xiao was so nervous that he closed his eyes, preparing to bear the severe pain.
But only the collar was lifted, followed by a suffocating weightlessness. A gust of wind blew across his face, and then stopped instantly.
Nothing happened.
But that ear-shattering crash statement is just around the corner.
She was so lucky that she didn't get hurt at all
Assistant Xiao first opened one eye, then the other, and couldn't help but freeze in place.
The scene of the car accident was extremely tragic. But she was not in the car, but standing outside the fence of the highway. Feet on dirt.
The periphery has not been renovated and is still a green space.
She was shocked, but she couldn't believe it. He was obviously still in the driver's seat one second, why did he suddenly come out the next second
"Are you okay?"
At this moment, Mr. Du's voice rang beside his ears.
Only then did Assistant Xiao come to his senses, he was still holding onto his boss's arm tightly, and let go of it hastily: "I, I'm fine!"
She is confused.
Could it be that Mr. Du brought him out? But how is this possible.
Even if Mr. Du is usually quite strange in some aspects. But the speed of the car was so fast just now, is this what normal humans can do
She secretly glanced at Mr. Du.
The man was unscathed, and his pitch-black eyes were somewhat cold. He didn't look at her, but at the scrap car that had turned into scraps of metal.
She froze for a moment, then shook her head violently.
I always feel that there are some things that cannot be studied carefully.
At this time, the other party turned around and asked, "How did you bump into it?"
Assistant Xiao calmed down a bit, recalling the scene just now.
She was just driving in a normal way. In order not to disturb Mr. Du, she didn't even play the music and concentrated on driving.
But suddenly, a white shadow appeared in front of the car. She was startled, thinking that someone broke into the highway and wanted to avoid it.
However, the speed of the car was so fast that she couldn't control it at all, and directly hit the fence in front.
"White gold?"
"Yes, I remember it appeared there." Assistant Xiao said, pointing to it.
But there was no one there, and there were shocking tire tracks on the ground.
She was stunned for a moment, and pushed back her glasses.
Could it be that she was wrong
But she neither drank alcohol nor was she driving fatigued, so how could she be wrong
Seeing that the woman was in a state of confusion, Du You didn't ask any more questions.
After a while, Assistant Xiao came back to his senses, and finally he was able to deal with the mess at hand, so he called the police first.
Then he asked Du You: "Mr. Du, let's cancel today's meeting first. I'll ask the company to send another car to pick you up."
Du You shook his head: "No need."
"but-"
Although it was an accidental car accident, Du You himself was not injured. He looked at Assistant Xiao: "You get off work first today and go to the hospital for a checkup."
"It doesn't matter to me!" Assistant Xiao said hurriedly.
Then, he saw his boss look down and look at his feet.
She followed her line of sight, only to find that her trouser leg was torn, and the scars near her calf were exposed.
She was too shocked to notice before. Now that I saw it, I realized that there was a faint tingling pain.
Du You frowned.
The human body is fragile, especially women. Although he brought the man out in time, the bruises were unavoidable.
Although it was a little painful, compared to the tragic car accident, Assistant Xiao thought it was a trivial matter: "Mr. Du, I..."
"Girls can't have scars." Du You said, "Go to the hospital."
girls...
This was the first time that Assistant Xiao had been called a girl by the opposite sex after he passed the 30-year-old mark. The heart couldn't help but tugged.
Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Du said everything was right, she went to the hospital right away! .
Due to the car accident, Du You was late. By the time the meeting was over, it was almost eight o'clock.
It was dark outside, and night fell. Because the group does not advocate overtime work, most floors of the entire building are darkened at this time.
Du You returned to the office and tidied up. He turned off the lights and went out, but happened to bump into someone outside. The other party raised his right hand, as if he was about to knock on the door.
Du You: "Have you not gone back yet?"
Qin Ge bent his eyes: "I'm waiting for you."
The two live together, but Du You doesn't mind giving each other a ride. Just as he was about to contact the driver, Qin Ge said: "He has already left, I will take you back."
Hearing this, Du You turned his head and looked over.
Although Qin Ge had a smile on his face, it was a little unusual compared to usual.
"And from now on, I will also pick up my brother."
Du You: "..."
Du You: "What's wrong with you?"
However, Qin Ge turned a deaf ear to it, and looked at Du You tenderly with a pair of light maroon eyes: "It should have been done earlier. Otherwise, my brother would not have been in a car accident."
When he heard the news, he immediately wanted to rush to the scene. But because of his status as an "intern", he was retained by those so-called "senior".
Seniors, I hate it; the guy who caused my brother to get into a car accident, I hate it.
He wanted to take Du You out of this world immediately and return to their place. But Du You was unwilling, so he could only compromise temporarily.
There are too many restrictive rules in this world, he is willing to endure for Du You. But he didn't know how long he could endure it.
Those things that attract my brother's attention, those guys who have ulterior motives for my brother, those things that want to hurt my brother.
Perhaps one day, he will use his own way to dispose of those rubbish.
Qin Ge stretched out his hand: "Let's go, brother."
Du You glanced at the hand wearing the black leather glove, and raised his eyes: "What do you want to do?"
Qin Ge's smile remained unchanged.
Du You: "I said, you are not allowed to shoot anyone here."
"..."
Qin Ge knew from the very beginning that his amnesiac brother had no feelings for him.
But he doesn't care.
So he didn't take back his hand, but still looked at Du You with a smile. It's just that the fingertips are cold, and the whole body is soaked in cold water.
At this time, I heard: "You were born from a can?"
Hearing this, Qin Ge froze the corners of his mouth and opened his eyes slightly.
Du You: "If you are my brother, you should listen to my brother."
The office building was cold at night, and the shadows of the two were reflected on the white wall behind them.
Qin Ge stared straight at Du You and almost forgot to blink.
Du You: "The answer."
Qin Ge seemed to have just learned to breathe, and his five fingers began to tremble invisibly.
"Yes, I will be obedient."