"What are you looking at?"

Hong Lian called her name softly.

Lin Zhenzhen snapped out of her daze and replied somewhat absentmindedly, "It's nothing."

"Okay, let's go."

Hong Lian carefully adjusted the air conditioner vents in front of him to ensure that Lin Zhenzhen was in the most comfortable position.

He is a very gentlemanly person. He became famous at a young age and is very talented. What is most commendable is that he has kept himself clean and has not been involved in any romantic scandals over the years.

The most outrageous thing Hong Lian ever did was when he acted impulsively for the sake of a woman at the press conference for his new movie that year.

In order to protect Lin Zhenzhen, who was still a newcomer at the time, he kicked over a reporter's camera.

Lin Zhenzhen could feel Hong Lian's hand on her knees slowly tightening.

Her emotions did not calm down; instead, her panic intensified.

Hong Lian noticed her unusual behavior and looked up at the front, saying, "Turn the air conditioning up a bit more."

"Yes, sir."

The man in the driver's seat raised his hand and pressed the air conditioning temperature adjustment button on the car's infotainment screen.

Lin Zhenzhen couldn't help but stare at the rearview mirror in front of him. His short hair was jet black, and his dark eyes were calm and undisturbed.

Lin Zhenzhen paused, a certain name stuck in her throat, about to burst out.

"Ding, dong."

Lin Zhenzhen vaguely heard the sound of water droplets. The sound spread rapidly from afar, completely blocking out her hearing.

The next second, the car arrived at the intersection.

A large truck loaded with sand and gravel seemed to have lost control and crashed straight into them.

*

"Hello!"

"What happened? Did they drown?"

"That's impossible. The equipment is working perfectly, so why hasn't he woken up yet?"

"If Yao knew I'd spent so much time searching, failed to find the key, and even ruined an important experimental subject..."

Rex was like an ant on a hot pan, anxiously pacing around in circles.

Suddenly, he felt something tugging at the hem of his clothes.

Rex turned his head and saw a clean, white arm.

"Experimental subject?" Lin Zhenzhen's voice had become somewhat hoarse because she hadn't spoken for a long time.

Rex exhaled sharply, his expression so exaggerated it looked as if he were about to kneel before her.

"Thank God, you've finally woken up."

"You keep saying I'm an experiment." Lin Zhenzhen lowered her head, a beam of cold light shining on her head, completely blurring her original expression.

“It’s definitely an experimental subject.” Rex didn’t think there was anything wrong with his statement.

"Experimental subject." Lin Zhenzhen raised her right arm, looking at the bluish veins spreading across her thin wrist, and tugged at the corner of her mouth. "So experimental subjects dream too?"

"What did you say?" Rex leaned down, looking at her with some surprise. "You're dreaming?"

Lin Zhenzhen didn't answer his question, but instead asked, "What about Gong Yao? Was he a test subject?"

“Of course we are different from you. We are because we have been purified. Yao…” Rex suddenly thought of something and stopped after only saying half of his sentence.

"What's wrong with him?"

Rex cleared his throat: "Anyway, he's not in the same situation as you."

"Where is he now? I want to see him."

"He's busy, it's inconvenient for him."

Lin Zhenzhen's expression was stubborn: "I want to see him."

As she spoke, disregarding her physical weakness, she propped herself up on her elbows and walked towards the door.

Rex was worried that she would make too much noise and attract the attention of outsiders.

There was no other way but to pick up the syringe from the iron rack next to him, aim it at Lin Zhenzhen's neck, and push all the anesthetic inside in.

After confirming that Lin Zhenzhen had completely fallen into a coma, Rex turned around, pushed open the door, and went into another secluded room.

Looking at the person sleeping soundly in bed, Rex sighed.

"What's wrong with all of you?"

**

When Huang An called, Gong Yao had just gotten on the highway.

Seeing the name flashing on the screen, Gong Yao first turned on his left turn signal without expression and overtook the slow-moving Mercedes in front of him.

Later, finding it too bothersome, he simply hung up on Huang An.

Huang An persisted and made a video call.

Gong Yao was annoyed and answered the call. Due to the angle of the phone stand, only the lower half of his face was visible in the camera lens.

Huang An wasn't doing much better. He was hiding in the kitchen, which was pitch black, with only the faint white light from his phone illuminating his face.

"Look at our Second Young Master Gong's chiseled, handsome chin."

Gong Yao reached out his hand to hang up the video call.

Huang An's 15-year brotherhood with Gong Yao allowed him to accurately predict Gong Yao's next move.

"Wait, don't hang up. Why did you leave so early? Are you upset again?" Huang An raised his head and took a sip of lemonade.

"Something came up. I'm attending a high school reunion," Gong Yao said casually.

Huang An choked on his lemonade: "It's so late. You're not going to be seeing some junior schoolgirl behind my back, are you?"

This time, Gong Yao really hung up the video call. He hadn't driven towards Jiangzhou in a long time, so he needed to use the navigation.

I don't know what remote place Hui Zi chose, but the navigation led Gong Yao through a series of twists and turns, and it took another hour to get off the highway.

It was already 2 a.m. when Gong Yao got off the bus. Tonight's itinerary completely deviated from his usual elderly routine, causing quite a chain reaction.

Gong Ershao covered his mouth and yawned widely, not noticing the figure around the corner.

"oops!"

Gong Yao felt himself bump into a soft object, followed by a series of crackling sounds.

The phone fell to the ground, metal canes collided, and a girl cried out in surprise.