"Wen Tong." Bei Chenxiao strode over, grabbed her shoulders, and sealed all her words with his lips.
Some things, either if you don't tell them, they will remain hidden forever.
Some people, either stay or leave, will always stand behind you.
At this moment, he just hoped that she would forget everything and just remember that no matter who she was or what she would face, he would be her strongest support.
Nothing else matters.
"Beichen Xiao..." Hot and humid tears moistened his face and merged with the air, as cold as ice.
He kissed her harder, wanting to kiss away all her uneasiness.
"It's okay." He hugged her into his arms and patted her shoulder distressedly.
"Am I going to die?" she asked suddenly, her cold hands hugging his waist tightly.
"No." He answered firmly. With him here, nothing would happen to her.
"I feel like I'm an unknown creature."
"You are my woman."
"Your woman is an unknown creature."
He smiled bitterly and straightened her wet face seriously, "Listen, Wen Tong, don't think about anything now, you just need to be my woman with peace of mind, do you understand?"
How could she not think about anything?
Suddenly I found that I was just a copy, just like the goods sold in the store, manufactured by others, and could be sold, damaged, and discarded at will.
She didn't know how long this body could last. Just like many dead clones, they passed away silently, without anyone pity or sympathy, and then their bodies were burned and buried.
These are all things Luo Xi once told her. She knew how miserable it was for a clone to be a clone from birth to death. Fortunately, she survived and lived a normal life. However, how long she could survive was still
an unknown number.
She doesn't want to die, she still has many unfinished things, her dreams have not yet been completed, and she still has many people she cannot abandon, including her family, her son, and Beichen Xiao.
They had just begun, and she didn't want to announce the end so soon.
"Hey, Beichen Xiao." She wiped away her tears and tried to look natural, "Can you tell me the truth? How long can I live?"
"long time."
What a perfunctory answer.
"Then tell me, will I suddenly get seriously ill and die?"
This is a very indirect question.
But before Bei Chenxiao could answer, Wen Tong's heart suddenly shook. She put her pale hand on her chest subconsciously, and her face turned livid.
Could her heartache be one of the symptoms? The doctor said it was an underlying disease and the cause could not be found.
Bei Chenxiao noticed her sudden change in expression, immediately grabbed her hand, and asked nervously: "What's wrong with you?"
"No, no." Wen Tong smiled quickly and shook her head.
She really admired herself for being able to smile at this time, but that smile should be uglier than crying.
She just didn't want Bei Chenxiao to worry, and she didn't plan to tell him about her heartache.
It's already bad anyway, she doesn't mind getting a little worse.
"Beichen Xiao, you must have some information in your hand. I want to take a look."
She wanted to know more about herself, just like she wanted to solve a mystery. She didn't even know how to solve the mystery.
"I'll take you."
At this time, Beichen Xiao no longer planned to hide it from her. There was no harm in letting her know more about the clones.
She was in a good mood, sitting on the bed, quietly looking at the notebook on her lap, which was the information Luo Xi had obtained.
This information is very detailed, from her "birth" to the present, like an autobiography.
Wen Tong looked at the photos of Bai Peihan and herself repeatedly, and many of the questions in her heart were finally answered.
Even if she is a clone, she is indeed born from Mother Wen's ten-month pregnancy. Father Wen and Mother Wen raised her, and their relationship will not be questioned in any way.
Except that she is not the product of her parents' union, she is just like a normal person.
There are still many unsolved mysteries about cloned humans, such as whether their body mechanisms will maintain the same function as normal people from birth to old age, how long their lifespan will be, and whether the next generation they raise will be healthy...
But seeing how cute Ding Ding was, she regained some confidence in herself. At least, her son was very healthy.
She just needs to live a good life and treat herself as an ordinary person. As for the length of her life, she can leave it to fate.
However, she has not forgotten why she exists. Bei Chenxiao said that Bai Peihan's father spent huge sums of money on research into human cloning in order to perform heart transplant surgery on her. That is to say, her body is a container for the heart.
It supports a fresh heart, which belongs to Bai Peihan.
Her hand reached towards her chest, and Bei Chenxiao suddenly grabbed her hand. His hand was very warm, making her feel at peace inexplicably.
She smiled in relief, no matter what, the world is big, she still has him, as long as he is by her side, she has nothing to be afraid of.
Thinking about it, she leaned her head into his arms, found a comfortable position and closed her eyes.
But as soon as I closed my eyes, countless densely packed people appeared in front of me, and the faces of these people all looked the same.
She suddenly opened her eyes and hugged Beichen Xiao tighter.
If you say you are not afraid, that would be a lie.
"Beichen Xiao, do you know my dream?" She suddenly said quietly, unable to sleep.
"Tell me."
This was the first time he heard her mention her dream, and he thought her dream was to be an excellent agent.
"I want to hold a concert of my own." She smiled with infinite longing.
Being a singer has been her dream since she was a child, and only Chen Zinan knew about this dream. When the two sisters talked about it, they would always laugh very happily. At that time, they just thought it was a fantasy.
That time on the cruise ship, Luo Xi accompanied her, and her solo experience was still unforgettable to her. What she wanted was a bigger stage and more people than that day, but along the way, her dream was gradually buried.
So much so that she almost forgot about it, even though she was in this circle, she never thought about realizing it.
"You want to be a singer?"
This is not difficult.
Beicheng is an economic company. It is easy to create and package a new person, not to mention her excellent vocal glands and appearance, which are simply impeccable.
Wen Tong chuckled lightly, drawing circles on his chest with her hand, "It's better to make it more difficult to realize your dream, otherwise it wouldn't be called a dream!"
She knew what he was capable of, and her dreams were just a matter of fingers to him.
But she would rather keep holding on to such a dream so that she can live with hope.
He kissed her forehead gently without saying anything, his deep eyes filled with emotion.
The next day, Wen Tong went to work as usual, looking like a normal person, handling the matters at hand in an orderly manner. In the afternoon, she had to accompany Xingchen to the studio, and in the evening she had to talk to clients about endorsements. She was so busy with a series of things that she had no time.
Think about other things.
There was a large bouquet of fresh roses on the table, which Beichenxiao sent early in the morning. She lowered her head to work and glanced at the roses from time to time, filled with its fragrance.
After the dinner in the evening, Wen Tong stood on the roadside and stopped the car.
The night wind was a bit chilly, so she tightened her windbreaker and looked towards the direction of the car.
At this time, a black car came silently from behind and slowly approached her.