Soft, slow music rippling in the dark room, in the middle, on top of a big cake, there are four bright candles, the light outlines Feng Yeran, an adult sitting on both sides, and Feng Hua, a twelve-year-old child. . Feng Hua was wearing an old dark blue knitted sweater and a tall birthday paper crown. Behind him was a small Christmas tree decorated with all kinds of cute little gifts. A very cute teddy bear was placed beside him, which was a gift from Feng Yeran when he was three years old. This year's gift is a small swing.
This is Feng Hua's fourth birthday, although his physical appearance has reached the age of twelve, and his IQ is far beyond this age. He has been in the research institute for four full years. His home is this small, dark and closed room. Feng Yeran is here with him every day, taking him out every week to walk on the nearby hillside with no one. .
"Feng Hua, happy birthday." Feng Yeran said softly.
He looked at this delicate-looking, fair-skinned child in front of him with candlelight in his eyes. He was in a very good mood, and he didn't know how happy he was smiling.
As soon as Feng Yeran said "Happy Birthday", Feng Hua smiled.
Feng Yeran felt that Feng Hua's smile was like a flower that suddenly bloomed - because at the moment he laughed, a large piece of shiny things rose up from the ordinary floor, like stars, fireflies, and deep seas. The small shrimps that glow in the middle are like silver bells trembling on the branches of the temple. They danced happily in the air, making ethereal, beautiful sounds.
Feng Hua laughs in this large beautiful world, his body is shining brightly, it is obvious that he is very happy.
"Make a wish." Feng Yeran said, "Just like last year, blow out the candle after making a wish."
"I want to be with Ye'er forever."
Feng Yeran rolled his eyes: "Fool, it won't work if you say it - and you are not allowed to call me Ye'er."
Feng Hua stood up, grabbed Feng Yeran's wrist on the table, and leaned over to blow out the candle.
At the moment when the candle was extinguished, Feng Yeran felt a strong air current lift them up from the bottom to the top - those wonderful and shining creatures also rushed into the sky together. At that moment, it was like a drop of crystal clear and viscous liquid falling into the water, spinning and spreading around in an instant... They seemed to have broken through the restrictions of the house and flew into the sky. Little Feng Hua held Feng Yeran's hand, and above their heads were countless stars, the golden stars were so dense and beautiful, like a dazzling river, galloping on the dark blue scroll. And at their feet, there are buildings wrapped in silver light, vast mountains and rivers, colorful snowflakes...
Feng Hua looked at the bright stars and asked, "Ye'er, do you like it?"
"It's really your style! It's snowing and there's stars, it doesn't make sense. But—it's really, really beautiful! The fantasy you've created is getting more and more real, it's incredible! But you haven't seen the starry sky. The night sky, how did you do it?" Feng Yeran was very puzzled, "After all, every time we see the night sky, there are only two or three stars."
"Recently, Ye'er brought some art collections."
"So the inspiration came from above! But why do you want to show me the starry sky? Those paintings are all-encompassing, not just the starry sky."
"Because you said you want to see it."
"when?"
"One hundred and thirty-two days ago, when you took me out for the second time, on the hillside, you said that you had never seen the starry night sky."
Feng Yeran was stunned for a long time, and finally remembered. He couldn't help but knocked Feng Hua's head: "I'm really curious about the structure of your head. You can remember it if I say anything? And the time is so clear?!"
Feng Hua looked up at him, actually a little proud: "What is this, I can still remember every word Ye'er said!"
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At 10 o'clock in the evening, Feng Yeran tidied up the room, and Feng Hua had already finished washing and taking medicine, and was lying on the cot obediently watching him. The medicine he took was a depressant, similar to sleeping pills, which made his head sink, his muscles slackened, he couldn't exert himself, and he fell asleep quickly. This is a means of controlling him from above, after all, he is worried that he will runaway unconsciously. Feng Yeran took his temperature as usual, and then applied medicine to his wound.
There are scars on the small Fenghua's back and arms. Those are the traces of experiments. Although Feng Hua's recovery ability was many times faster than ordinary people, the frequent experiments still left scars on his thin body.
While giving him medicine, Feng Yeran said: "Feng Hua, you know what. You are the first new human in the world. You have perfectly integrated the genes of the human and Adesel races, and you have a pure bloodline. Before Although the experiment of Adesel can extract about 3% of the genes, it also ended in failure. And your extraction is nearly 89%. No one in the outside world dares to believe that we are spreading rumors. Haha, wait for them to say it. The abilities you currently possess are already amazing, and I don’t know how it will develop in the future. You are simply my pride. When you reach the age of eighteen, your physical signs should stabilize. Let's take you to the press conference and let those stupid people slap themselves in the face."
Feng Hua silently listened to what Feng Yeran had said to him countless times, without the slightest bit of impatience.
Feng Yeran was talking excitedly, but his movements suddenly slowed down.
Feng Hua immediately turned around and covered his stomach with his hands.
After a while, after the pain disappeared, Feng Yeran said slowly: "Feng Hua, I always believed that you were a gift from God... Haha, although I don't believe in religion, I really think that you are A miracle that God gave me. I was about to die, but you came to my side... Feng Hua... "
Feng Hua let him sit on the cot, and finally interrupted him: "With me here, you will always live well!"
"Fool, you can inhibit the development of the tumor, but you can't cure me. My disease is a terminal illness, I know how bad the situation is, and no one can cure it. In fact, I don't expect how long I can live, I I just hope that while I'm alive, I can make... Achievements... Let those people..."
He seemed to think of something, and frowned in pain. Then he stood up and was about to leave.
However, his wrist was caught again. Feng Hua looked up at him, his fingers tightly grasped: "Can you... not leave tonight. Ye'er, sleep with me."
That night, Feng Yeran stayed in this small room, lying on the small bed with little Feng Hua.
The space was very small, Feng Yeran was very tired, and soon fell asleep with his back to Feng Hua, breathing evenly.
In the dark, Feng Hua carefully covered him with a quilt, hugged him carefully from behind, and covered his stomach with warm little hands to help him suppress the pain.
He didn't close his eyes almost all night. He took care of Feng Yeran in the dark, and with his very strong hearing, he felt the sounds of everything in this world - the sound of wolves howling in the distance, the sound of birds chirping, the sound of the wind blowing leaves, the sound of leaves hitting the windows, The sound of the tossing and turning of the people around him, the sound of his even breathing, the sound of his sleep, the sound of his beating heartbeat under the palm of his hand, the sound of his heartbeat that made him miss him.
At that time, Feng Yeran didn't know that even if Feng Hua took sleeping pills, it would not be affected at all;
He did not know that such a small child could take care of him all night;
There are so many things he doesn't know;
Just like he didn't know that Feng Hua had learned how to heal wounds quickly and without leaving a trace at the age of three, but he pretended to be covered in wounds in front of him and waited for him to apply medicine for him with his own hands.
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The elegant bass, the quiet piano sound, the snow-white flowers, the sticky blood, the pale wrists, the ferocious wounds, the knives that fell on the ground. The blood gushed out, on the clothes, on the carpet, on the petals, on the bare feet. There was no pain, but a dark ecstasy, like a dark, evil ghost revelling in the body, cheering for the end.
Feng Hua woke up suddenly, his chest heaving. He looked at his wrist, only the scars that were deliberately kept, not the slightest bloodstain. The dream that had been so clear quickly disappeared and disappeared from my mind.
He turned sideways and looked at the person sleeping beside him.
Feng Yeran was lying on his side, curled up slightly, hiding under the covers like a child. A faint light shone on his cheeks through the gap in the window, framing his outline. His jet-black hair was slightly messy, and the ends of his hair gave the illusion of a brown color in the sunlight. Feng Hua pulled the hair that was blocking his eyes away, giving him a soft touch.
Feng Yeran has a pair of beautiful eyes with double eyelids, the corners of the eyes are slightly downward, the eyelashes are slender and somewhat curled, there is a small mole above the right eye, the shape of the eyebrows is very heroic, and the curvature of the eyebrow arch gives a sense of arrogance. . However, due to being too thin, the eye sockets are somewhat sunken, and due to poor health, the dark circles under the eyes will not disappear all the year round, so it looks a bit gloomy. But Feng Hua knows how good-looking he looks when he laughs and when the haze is gone.
He couldn't help flipping out the picture book, and quietly traced Feng Yeran's outline with a pencil. At this moment, the sunlight was stronger, dissolving the haze on Feng Yeran's face. His eyelashes fluttered slightly, his lips were slightly open, as if he had a sweet dream, his brows stretched out, and he seemed to have a faint smile. The breeze poured in from the gap in the window, flicking the hair behind Feng Yeran's ear, the soft black hair slowly slid down and hung in front of his eyes, looking a kind of lazy beauty.
Feng Hua stared into his eyes for a while, then rustled and drew.
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The shadow of the bird swept across the white gauze curtain, the noise outside the laboratory became more and more noisy, and Feng Yeran's cell phone vibrated several times.
Feng Yeran moved slightly.
Feng Hua put down the album and stared at him with a faint blush on his face.
Feng Yeran opened his hazy eyes and stared at the young man in front of him.
Feng Hua looked at him, and for some reason his heartbeat suddenly became much faster - when Feng Yeran opened his eyes, from stunned, to surprised, and then to the moment he smiled and said "Feng Hua, good morning", Feng Hua looked at him. His series of changing expressions actually reminded him of the sunrise.
He seemed to have seen a red sun rise from the darkness, and at that moment, he was enveloped by the brilliant sunshine, and his heart was so excited that he was so excited that he was almost speechless.
"What's wrong?" Feng Yeran asked suspiciously.
Feng Hua's face was flushed red, and bursts of heat came from his forehead.
"Do you have a fever?"
As he said that, he naturally pulled Feng Hua down and pressed his forehead. Feng Hua dodged instantly, like a frightened deer.
Feng Yeran was confused, and was suddenly attracted by the sketchbook on the bed. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Feng Hua quickly hid the sketchbook behind him.
"Secret." He spit out these two words blushing.
Feng Yeran blinked, and couldn't help rubbing his hair fiercely: "Hey, I've grown up, and there are still secrets!"
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The next summer, Feng Yeran took Feng Hua to play in the city for the first time.
Feng Hua also looked like he was twelve or thirteen years old, although he only lived for more than four years. He had never been to the city, in fact, he had been to the surrounding fields at most, and there were very few people, so he was very nervous.
In order to give him a deeper understanding of city life, Feng Yeran took him on the No. 4 train. There were too many people inside, and Feng Hua was all tense. He clung to Feng Yeran's hand tightly, his palms sweaty and his eyes full of horror. Feng Yeran felt a little distressed when he saw him like this. He pushed the child to the corner of the workshop and protected him with his body. Feng Hua looked up at him, his face flushed.
The train, which takes a full hour, will take them from outside the city into the city center. The large transparent windows showed Feng Hua a whole new world in all directions. Gradually, he changed from initial panic to excited state.
He peeked out the car window—
Before you know it, the train is actually driving in the air, surrounded by clouds and mist. When the clouds were less, he could clearly see buildings towering straight into the clouds, spires with white and blue tops, slightly shorter clock towers full of classical atmosphere, and railways surrounding them like ribbons.
"Ah, over there, Ye'er, what is that?" Feng Hua exclaimed excitedly.
It was the same thing as a hot air balloon, but bigger and more elliptical, floating slowly in the air.
"That's an air cruise ship!"
"ferry?"
"Yes, some tourists want to visit the whole city, they will take the air tourist boat with their families and slowly circle the city."
"What if I'm hungry?"
"Silly boy! It's like a luxury hotel. It has everything, so how can there be no food." Feng Yeran smiled, "If you like it, I will take you to experience it if you have the opportunity."
"Really?!"
"Of course. Don't get too excited, there's a lot you haven't seen in a while. For example, the underground city."
"There are cities underground?"
"Yes, the underground cities in some areas are much more prosperous than the ground. The underground city in the city center has three floors, and the zoo and amusement park residential area really has everything."
"Are we going to play there?"
"I just want to take you to see it. I'll buy you some decent clothes by the way. You can't always wear old ones!"
The two got out of the car in the business district on the ground floor of the underground city. There is a light show on this day, and with every step, a shining heart appears on the ground. The beautiful woman on the huge advertisement poses in the air with various graceful shapes, with an elegant voice, blowing kisses to passersby from time to time. There are shopping guide robots on the streets, they answer all kinds of questions professionally and move quickly.
Along the way, Feng Hua was simply dazzled. But even though he was excited, he didn't get rid of his fear of people, and kept holding on to Feng Yeran's hand, not wanting to let go. Even in a clothing store, he didn't dare to go to the small room to try on clothes alone. He insisted that Feng Yeran try on with him, which made Feng Yeran wonder whether to laugh or cry.
Feng Yeran bought Feng Hua three sets of clothes, one set of pajamas, one set of autumn and winter clothes, and one set of summer clothes. When he felt thirsty, he let Feng Hua sit on the stool and buy a drink himself.
When he came back, he found that Feng Hua had actually become the focus of attention.
Many tourists stopped and turned around. Two girls were already standing beside him, talking to him. Feng Yeran thought to himself, he is still so young, can't he wrap him up when he grows up
Feng Hua was obviously a little embarrassed, he held something tightly in his hand, tilted his head slightly, and his ears were crimson. His long curly hair covered half of his eyes, and the other fell down. With a delicate silhouette and fair skin, he seemed prettier than the kid in the ad.
When he noticed Feng Yeran behind the crowd, he suddenly raised his eyes - at that moment, Feng Yeran seemed to see a sleeping blue butterfly dancing gracefully. His eyes were blue and bright, his pale lips curled up, Feng Yeran took a deep breath, and had the urge to hug him.
Feng Hua ran towards Feng Yeran, just like he was so excited when he heard Feng Yeran's footsteps when he was locked in the laboratory by himself.
"Ye'er!" He looked up at Feng Yeran, blushing slightly.
"What's wrong?"
"Give it to you."
Only then did Feng Yeran realize that Feng Hua was holding a small flower in his hand, golden yellow, very ordinary, but also very beautiful. It was obviously just a small flower, but Feng Yeran was truly moved, as if the flower was made of gold.
Feng Yeran took it in his hand: "Thank you!"
Feng Hua hugged Feng Yeran's waist and rubbed his head on his clothes. Feng Yeran was helpless: "You're so big, you're still coquettish!"
Feng Hua held it comfortably and didn't let go at all.
Suddenly, Feng Yeran noticed a familiar car not far away, a man and a woman were looking at it and saying something. The man was about thirty-five years old, with a straight suit and a serious expression, which looked a bit like Feng Yeran. The woman was leaning against his arm, wearing a black evening dress with exposed shoulders, an expensive pearl necklace hanging around her neck, her long hair tucked behind her head, and her make-up delicate and elegant, obviously for a ceremony.
They walked towards Feng Yeran, a strong wind blew, and the golden flower in Feng Yeran's hand disappeared with the wind, lying on the ground, being crushed by pedestrians.
—To be continued
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