Afterword of the fifth volume of double thoughts
Postscript (7)
In early April, many roses bloomed in the courtyard on the back wall of the Union Building.
Almost no one came here, and the gardeners hired by the alliance paid more attention to the design of the facade, arranging the Christmas rose garden at the front door of the building to be full of flowers, and leaving the places where few people go.
But the witch hazel likes to come here to water the flowers. It doesn't make a sound and doesn't cause trouble to others. Because of his care, those golden-orange roses bloom more delicately.
He would come to take care of the roses every day. On weekends, he would pick a few flowers, wrap them into a bunch with spider silk, and bring them back to the mummy's bedside to replace the flowers from last week.
The replaced flowers were not thrown away either. He wove some dream catchers out of spider silk, pinned the flowers to them, and hung them on the wall of the ward.
His spider silk has the function of keeping fresh, and the bouquet will not wither, so he accumulated more and more. After a few weeks, he arranged the ward into a garden.
In a few days, Bai Chunian was leaving for the PBB military base. Before he left, he was worried, so he decided to come over to check on the situation of the witch hazel.
The witch hazel is weeding the roses, wearing gloves and a sun hat made of spider silk by himself, burrowing in the rose bushes.
Bai Chunian squatted down: "What are you busy with? No one comes here, and gardeners don't like to clean up here."
The witch hazel heard someone talking, and hurried out of the rose bush, patted the soil and leaves on its body, the president said that when talking with someone, he should look into the other person's eyes, and he looked at Bai Chu with his metallic eyes. Nian: "The president said to give this garden to me and let me take care of them."
"Then you don't have to clean up every day, it's quite tiring."
"I'm not tired, brother." The witch hazel's pouty lips curled up, and her hair curled against her forehead.
Bai Chunian choked for a moment. Words like this kind of entanglement made people feel better after hearing them.
He also picked up the water bottle, complaining in his heart that the gang of old fritters from the Medical Association all blamed himself for offending others.
"Well, the doctor asked me to ask your opinion." Bai Chunian pondered for a long time how to speak, "Your brother Shao Wenjing... is definitely brain dead, do you... want to cremate him?"
After finishing speaking, Bai Chunian hurriedly added: "I will definitely respect your opinion. This is just a process. The medical association's research can only be carried out with your consent. If you don't agree to donate the body, they will not do it."
Surprisingly, Hamworm didn't feel down when he brought up the topic, but instead said to him: "Don't be nervous, I'm not angry."
Bai Chunian heaved a sigh of relief. In fact, he could understand the pain of losing his only relative from the perspective of a witch hazel. Although Bai Chunian had never experienced the pain of losing his only relative, he felt the same.
"My brother isn't dead, he's always been here." The witch hazel gently touched the rose flowers.
During this month, people came to accompany him every day, and the witch hazel became much more cheerful, and took the initiative to talk about the past with Bai Chunian.
The 109 Research Institute initially maintained a cooperative relationship with Shao Wenjing's medical device company. Suddenly one day, the research institute ordered a batch of culture equipment from Shao Wenjing's company. It was not until Shao Wenjing realized that something was wrong with her adult figure.
As early as after his younger brother graduated from primary school, Shao Wenjing re-planned his company's business scope and no longer involved in gray areas. After seeing the customization requirements, Shao Wenjing felt that there was a problem. He was in the regular medical device business and didn't want to make money from unknown sources, so he temporarily terminated the cooperation and paid the institute a large amount of liquidated damages.
However, the kind of equipment that the 109 Research Institute wanted needed corresponding special technology. At that time, only Shao Wenjing’s company had channels to buy it. An executive of the research institute named Hummingbird Ailian took the initiative to invite Shao Wenjing to visit the laboratory and share with him Experiment blueprint.
The grand blueprint he presented is the special warfare weapon creation plan. Ai Lian said that the experimental body is just a special kind of weapon, and hopes that they can continue to cooperate for a long time.
Shao Wenjing knew that things were not that simple, so she declined the cooperation.
Unexpectedly, one day, the school teacher called and asked his younger brother Wenchi why he didn't come to school. Only then did Shao Wenjing know that the institute had not given up on cooperating with him, and even kidnapped Wenchi to threaten him.
Hummingbird Ailian contacted him by email, asking him to exchange the finished equipment for his brother.
After Shao Wenjing heard his younger brother's voice on the phone, he could only agree and prepare the equipment to exchange his younger brother.
This batch of equipment needs to be customized in Germany, and it took a year for the customization alone. During this period, no matter whether Shao Wenjing made a strong threat or softened his request, they refused to return Shao Wenchi, and they were not afraid of the police.
Finally, the equipment was shipped back, and Shao Wenjing led people to hand over the goods overnight.
Sure enough, after receiving the goods, the Institute turned its face and refused to recognize anyone, and did not intend to hand over Wenchi.
Under Shao Wenjing's coercion and lure, the researchers who came to hand over the goods admitted that they transformed Shao Wenchi into a special warfare weapon, numbered 211, code-named witch hazel.
Shao Wenjing was furious, reopened the dusty munitions cellar, led men with guns to force their way into the research institute, and the police followed closely behind.
At that time, Shao Wenchi had already become a witch hazel in the cultivation period, his eyes were dull and he was unable to communicate.
Ailian, the hummingbird, activated the suppressor of the witch hazel, asking him to kill Shao Wenjing, but the witch remained unmoved. Ailian asked the researcher to inject him with a larger dose of the medicine that catalyzes the battle. Shao Wenjing rushed over, biting his flesh.
During this year, Shao Wenjing has not been idle. He has prepared for the worst and tried his best to investigate the details of special operations weapons. He learned that when the food intake of the experimental subject reaches a certain critical value, it will evolve from the cultivation period. At the mature stage, when his strength soars and his understanding ability recovers, Shao Wenjing will be able to save Wenchi.
So Shao Wenjing pretended that he couldn't resist, and lay on the ground and let the witch hazel bite him, and the witch hazel ate up his chest and half of his shoulders alive.
At the same time, the number of index detectors connected to the witch hazels soared, and the food intake index of the witch hazels was rising rapidly.
When the food intake reached 99.97%, the hummingbird Ailian finally realized Shao Wenjing's conspiracy, immediately restarted the suppressor of the witch hazel, and released the first-generation experimental body 1513 "Snake Eyes" to drive out the intruders and hunt down Shao Wenjing.
At that time, no one had ever seen the experimental subject, and Shao Wenjing was seriously injured, so there was almost no suspense about his death.
But when the battle was over, when the research institute retrieved the witch hazel and the snake girl and went to search for the corpses, Shao Wenjing disappeared. Since then, he has not been heard from, and has disappeared from the world.
A few years later, the witch hazel worm was bred to a suitable state. It happened that the Ruruo Fangcheng Group sent Rucheng to buy an experimental body. Their business money was not clean, and they needed to pay the so-called "protection Fee", launder the dirty money and send a novelty weapon over there.
After Hamamelis left the institute, he didn't actually have any clear memories, but instinct drove him home.
Relying on his muscle memory, he found the bookcase secret room at home. When the bookcase was removed, Shao Wenjing lay on the bed in the secret room, wrapping himself in spider silk into a mummy.
He was holding a knife in his hand, and it looked like the blood on the blade had dried up for many years. There was a vacancy in the back of his neck where the glands should have grown, and the blood stained the bed sheet, which was now black.
The mummy was holding an AK-74 that was covered with scratches, and a gland that was still beating was wrapped in spider silk on the butt of the gun.
Under the gun was a letter—
"I knew that if you were alive, you would come home.
Wen Chi, this gun will protect you for me from now on. People who love you will eventually become stars and shine on you forever. This is a law, and you should not be sad.
Always love me baby, I've always been.
Brother Wen Jing"
After hearing the story of the witch hazel, Bai Chunian's mind was blank, and he stood by the garden for a long time.
Originally, he thought that if the witch hazel wanted to bury his brother, he could use his differentiation ability to annihilate, and help the witch hazel turn the mummy into a glass bead, so that he could always wear his brother on his body, but now he felt that , even this is far from enough.
"Your brother left his body to you because he wanted to stay by your side all the time." Bai Chunian squatted on the ground, drawing on the ground with flower stalks, "His glands are still alive. It should feel cold, right?"
Bai Chunian thought for a while: "If I'm gone, I also want to leave my glands to the person I love and live with him. If he is willing to accept it, I will feel that I have not been abandoned."
Postscript (eight)
That night, Bai Chunian called Han Xingqian.
On the second day, the Medical Association refused to accept Shao Wenjing's body. The body wrapped in spider silk would never rot, had no peculiar smell, and would not affect others, so it was left to the witch hazel.
When the witch hazel went to the garden again, he carried his mummy on his back as before, weeding and watering the roses.
His M2 differentiation ability double thought silk can control the cocoon, and the slender spider silk flutters in the air, connecting the mummy's body and limbs and ten fingers.
With a slight movement of the fingers of the witch hazel controlling the spider silk, the mummy walked down from his back, lifted the kettle to the faucet to store water, and then lifted it back to hand it to the witch hazel, with vivid movements.
Postscript (9)
Speaking of which, Bai Chunian and Rimbaud got their marriage certificate, Bai Chunian digested it for a long time, and often took out the marriage certificate from the drawer in the dead of night to read it under the lamp.
He specially bought a heavy notebook at the stationery store downstairs, and at night after Rimbaud fell asleep, he quietly wrote down his plans and preparations for the wedding of the two, and he would make arrangements when he returned from the military base.
The style of the wedding ring has also been explained to the designer. Lu Shangjin has a lot of face, and the veteran artist Mr. Ji personally designed the engagement ring for Bai Chunian.
Bai Chunian took out his eight-figure savings accumulated for more than three years, and made secret preparations. He didn't smoke anything worth more than ten yuan, and he didn't even bat an eye when he paid for Rimbaud.
But you can't just do nothing during this time.
Bai Chunian chose an auspicious day, invited his colleagues to dinner, ordered a huge, ten-layered square cake, made it into the shape of a marriage certificate, announced in public that he was engaged, and would soon be able to drink the wedding wine.
The alphas are envious and jealous, and there are also some handsome men who are completely desperate to drink away their worries.
Duan Yang from the technical department held a glass of wine and gossiped about them: "That mermaid is really beautiful, but too fierce, how did you subdue him?"
"Who said that, how fierce? He is so small, he comes here to act like a baby." Bai Chunian happily drank a few more glasses, "He is very soft, hey, he is obedient in front of me .”
He avoided Rimbaud that day. After all, it was his colleague's occasion, and he was worried that Rimbaud would feel embarrassed.
But I can't stand it. There will always be a foolish fool like Passenger Pigeon. After taking a photo, he will post it on Moments, and no one will block it.
They were drinking, when there was a knock on the door, Bai Chunian was taken aback, he saw that no one was absent and who was here.
Opening the door, Rimbaud appeared at the door wearing a suit on his upper body and holding a bouquet in his hand.
Everyone here was stunned.
Lan Bo tried his best to stand on tiptoe of the fish's tail, using the fishbone as far back as possible to support his body, trying to appear taller than Bai Chunian, but he failed, as he was not stable enough to stand like this.
Bai Chunian looked down at the bouquet in his hand, his smile froze - a bouquet of white flowers wrapped in black paper.
Bai Chunian: "...so how did you choose the color matching?"
Rimbaud explained earnestly: "In the dark, there is a white thorn rose that will accompany you."
Bai Chunian stared into his deep and beautiful blue eyes, picked him up with the strength of alcohol, held Rimbaud against the wall with his buttocks and kissed him vigorously, took out the proposal ring from his pocket, and took it out of the flannel box Picked it out, and put it on Rimbaud's finger without any refusal.
There are webs between Lanbo's fingers, and the ring will be stuck in the webbed position. Bai Chunian looked at the charming mermaid in his arms from a close distance, and the most secret possessiveness and longing in his heart were ignited. He put the ring in with all his strength, Then frantically release the soothing pheromone, let the torn web heal quickly, and seal the ring on the finger.
Colleagues around who were booing and watching the excitement were suddenly overwhelmed by the strong brandy pheromone.
There was a pain between his fingers, and Rimbaud looked down at the ring that had grown between his fingers.
"Hmm. It hurts."
Bai Chunian kissed his mouth, not allowing him to breathe.
Postscript (10)
The news that Bai Chunian kissed Rimbaud forcibly after drinking and forced to wear a ring spread in the IOA circle of friends, and some anonymous people even spread rumors that Bai Chunian had sexual abuse tendencies.
After returning home, Rimbaud reclined on the single sofa, happily admiring the ring on his hand, where the pink diamonds were inlaid in the shape of a cat's claw.
"Sometimes broken human things are really beautiful." Rimbaud pointed a gun at the back of Bai Chunian's head, "So you can open my shirt in public, kiss my lips lustfully, and then put your hand in Picking under my fins?"
Bai Chunian woke up, kneeling on the keyboard, with his head against the wall, the white lion ears protruding from his black hair drooping:
"Woo hoo."