In the winter of 86 AD, Yang Yurong fell seriously ill.
At this time, Han Wensheng had already joined the Turaya Project. He and his students had a clear division of labor, and the basic structure of the model was completed. However, at this time, Han Wensheng did not yet realize what he would face in the future and what he would do.
What decision to make.
Now he is completely entangled in his personal feelings and can't extricate himself.
He knew that it was impossible for him to have sex with Yang Yurong, and it was against taboos and morality.
But he still fell in love with this girl, this underage Lolita.
Not many people came to the hospital to visit, so Yang Yurong had enough time to read and paint.
In fact, she has no hobby of painting, but once people have time, they must do something to not be so bored.
As soon as footsteps entered the house, Yang Yurong knew who was coming.
She immediately put down her paintbrush and looked back with a smile.
Han Wensheng wrapped himself tightly, and his handsome face looked very cramped in the scarf.
"I brought you fruit. I grew it myself."
"Really?! Thank you!" Yang Yurong jumped to the bedside and hugged a large peiyu fruit with both hands. The bright red fruit paired with the girl's pink face made Han Wensheng lose consciousness.
Yang Yurong, who was very satisfied with Han Wensheng's reaction, smiled.
Hearing the laughter, Han Wensheng immediately came to his senses and said with a slight embarrassment: "It's okay, there's no need to tell me thank you."
Yang Yurong was stunned for a moment, and then said shyly: "Then... what do you want in return?"
"Repay?" Han Wensheng put the fruit into the crisper beside the bed. When he turned around, the fragrant breeze hit his face.
The fusion of lips and teeth lasted only a brief moment.
But when the naughty little hare was about to run away, the "offended" wolf put down all his worries.
This kiss... very long... very long...
If the head nurse hadn't come in, Yang Yurong might have suffocated to death before she recovered from her serious illness.
The two people who hurriedly separated had red faces. The head nurse looked at the two of them and looked at the indoor temperature data strangely.
"Are you hot?"
Han Wensheng's expression froze and he did not dare to speak, while Yang Yurong was very calm.
"Yeah, I thought it was summer!"
The head nurse smiled: "How can it be so fast? This is the first snow."
…
yes……
The first snow...
When she woke up in the morning, Yang Yurong was like a kitten in Han Wensheng's arms. Her sleep quality was getting worse and worse, and her physical condition was deteriorating.
However, in front of her lover, Yang Yurong showed perseverance and tenacity that was completely beyond her age group.
…
"Next summer, how about we go to Cerberus? I heard the beach there is so beautiful!" Behind the patience, there is still some innocence of a girl.
Han Wensheng's voice was very dry.
"good……"
…
But a year later, when the agreed date came, Han Wensheng and Yang Yurong were already separated from each other.
"We tried our best..." The doctor and head nurse emphasized these words with great difficulty.
Han Wensheng stood there without crying or laughing. When everyone had left, he turned around and walked along the dark corridor while saying, "You have really tried your best..."
"...But I didn't."
Lin Sen watched Han Wensheng leave, and he could almost imagine what happened next.
With Han Wensheng's current strength and his control over Turaya, it would be easy for him to "resurrection" Yang Yurong, but Lin Sen also knew that Han Wensheng would not do this because he died long before Han Kongwen
I figured it out that day.
What is resurrected is only the body, and the soul will never light up again.
But what Han Wensheng can't do doesn't mean Yang Yurong can't do it.
…
"Mom!" The sweet call and swaying walk make this little thing so cute.
"Hey!!~!" The mature woman smiled, and while she backed away, she encouraged the little boy to continue moving forward.
In this small room, the little boy walked the first meter of his life.
But this warmth quickly disappeared...
When the little boy was five years old, two men in black brought him bad news and the inheritance left by his mother.
The crying little boy was sent to an adoption home.
On the ninth day after being admitted to the hospital, the little boy was finally willing to speak.
The dean was a kind mother-in-law. She asked: "What is your name?"
The little boy replied: "Qi Xuan..."
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The deep data ends here.
After Lin Sen was freed from this horrific past, his heart still couldn't calm down for a long time.
Also unable to accept all this was Qi Xuan.
Lin Yan followed Han Kongwen's instructions and told Qi Xuan some of the facts, including the matter of Su Keke's other identity.
"In order to protect you, your mother had to make you ordinary enough, but now something went wrong with the plan. You must have the courage to stand up and save it all, because only you can awaken the same part of Su Keke that is sleeping in Su Keke's body.
Inheriting genetic codes, only your mother can open the door to the numerical world and save this world that is about to be destroyed!" Although Lin Yan knows many things, comforting others is obviously not what she is best at.
Because Qi Xuan didn't listen to these words at all, he was struggling with the truth he just knew.
Su Keke's body is filled with his mother's soul...
He is not a naturally bred human being, but a miracle created by some special technology...
Even his mother's death was not a so-called technical accident...but the five years she only had to live...
All of this happened too quickly...too suddenly...
Qi Xuan stood there a little lost, smiling for a while, and blank for a while... He really needed courage, but Lin Yan couldn't give him this kind of courage, and no one could give it to him.
…
The story is over.
Yu'er huddled in Qi Xuan's arms. She listened to the whole story quietly, then quietly raised her head and kissed Qi Xuan's face, very seriously and carefully.
Feeling the warmth, Qi Xuan came back to his senses, and then said with a forced smile, feeling deeply ashamed: "Yu'er, am I so useless... I don't even remember what happened next... I only saw the prophet
Divided into two, the door opened, and then the sister named Lin Yan gave me a choice, whether to stay or return to reality..."
The answer is already obvious.
Qi Xuan's courage lies in Yu'er.
Two miracles... Qi Xuan already knew one of them, it was himself.
But what he didn't know was that Yu'er lying in his arms at this moment was also a miracle.
"This is the whole code, you can understand it slowly." Victory handed over her private collection of chips, and then dissipated again.
Standing in the room, Lin Sen suddenly felt extremely redundant.
He turned off the number reorganization, broke away from Qi Xuan's memory, and then returned to the 104th year of the Era, to the world after the fall of Cerberus.
Wu Huan and Lemidia have been waiting for a long time.
The feeling of clinging to each other exploded in Lin Sen's heart, and the three of them felt the pain of separation at the same time.
The world is still so dark... This secret base is empty.
Back on the street, a whining cold wind lingered in the world after the number sequence reorganization was closed. The biting cold made Lin Sen clearly feel himself and his reality.
He looked at the sun rising again, and then, bathed in the light, his figure suddenly faded from the three-dimensional world.
When he opened his eyes again, Lin Sen had returned to his and Wu Huan's house.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Lin Sen fell into deep thought.
Wu Huan, who had never felt such complicated emotions from Lin Sen, came over with some worry. She hugged Lin Sen's arm and asked softly: "What's wrong, baby?"
It was the first time for Lin Sen to be treated coquettishly in such a coquettish way, so he still felt a little uncomfortable, but he still hugged Wu Huan and took a deep breath.
He needs to calm down...and sort everything out.
Lemidia brought coffee, and she leaned against the window, next to Lin Sen.
Looking into His Majesty's eyes, Lin Sen suddenly felt that he was very happy... so happy that he couldn't be more happy.
At least he is much happier than Han Wensheng...than Yang Yurong...much happier than people like Qi Xuan.
…
After resting for a while, Lin Sen shared everything he had seen and experienced verbatim with Lemidia and Wu Huan.
The expressions of the two people can also be described as ups and downs, so wonderful.
And when they found out about Yang Yurong and her child Qi Xuan, their expressions were more than shocked!
"How could this be? Could it be that Turaya really created a new human race?! Then wouldn't the end of the world be...?"
Through the sharing of data, Wu Huan clearly knew that Qi Xuan's DNA sequence was perfect, and he would not usher in the "doomsday" like other humans.
As Wu Huan said, this was Lin Sen's initial doubt, but with in-depth understanding of the data, he understood why Yang Yurong hid Qi Xuan instead of sharing this dawn-like moment.
because……
"She is Qi Xuan's mother. How could a mother send her child to the laboratory for dissection and numerical reconstruction? Besides..." Lemidia was much calmer. She did not express her thoughts immediately.
Instead, continue to dig deeper into other relevant data.
"...Moreover, Qi Xuan's birth may really be just a miracle, and the meaning of miracles is not salvation! Human beings cannot rely on miracles..." Lemidia already understood, but she couldn't explain the feeling.
Wu Huan was still a little confused.
At this time, Lin Sen calmly concluded: "Given such a miracle before mankind can smoothly accept the end of the world, if the miracle eventually comes to nothing, then what will be lost is not as simple as Qi Xuan, and human society will be affected by this."
Getting worse is not what saviors like Yang Yurong want to see, nor is it what a mother would choose."
After listening to Lin Sen's words, Wu Huan seemed to understand.
"Then...if a miracle like Qi Xuan cannot save mankind, then what is the meaning of his existence? Is it really just to open the door to the world of hand numbers?" Wu Huan raised a new question.