Chapter 100
That night, after Bian Lu took the initiative to wash the dishes, he went to an empty room and busied himself preparing sheets and quilts to make it convenient for An Jing to stay.
Someone walked in from the living room and looked at Bian Lu, who was busy with his work. He felt a pang of sadness and said, "Apart from housework, no one has ever done this kind of trivial work for me."
"Haha, so you don't know anything at all?" Bian Lu turned and looked at An Jing, who was as cautious as a magpie, and then nodded.
Bian Lu patiently handed him a corner of the bed sheet and said, "Do you want to learn?"
"Okay." An Jing took it, walked obediently to the end of the bed, and tucked the sheet under the mattress.
During this process, he glanced at Bian Lu. The man's posture was natural and casual, as if he was just doing housework with him, without any other intention.
"Where are you sleeping?" An Jing asked him.
"It's right next door to you," Bian Lu replied. He then lifted his sleeves and walked out again, looking very happy. He said, "This room is a bit dusty. I'll bring a basin of water over to sprinkle it over. The air will be fresher."
"How about I pay for a housekeeper?" An Jing said. The moment Bian Lu turned around, he explained, "I don't necessarily like to dominate others. Since I can create greater value in a shorter time, why not give others a chance to work?"
"You have a point." Bian Lu rubbed his brow. "I think that you can choose not to do it, but at least you have to know how to do it. Besides, I don't like strangers hanging around my house. It's not that I'm stingy with the money."
"Luckily I'm not a woman." An Jingyi stood at the door and teased, "If you really had a child, you'd be exhausting everyone else."
"Then I will definitely be a good husband and a good father." Bian Lu smiled at him and went to the kitchen to get some water.
An Jing walked around the spot twice, and looked out the window. He was facing a bright wilderness with factories and other constructions. The passing people gave people a sense of vitality.
"It's great." An Jing sat down. Although it was not more beautiful than the green on land, it was still a beautiful view of the underwater base.
As she watched, An Jing suddenly blushed. She looked at Bian Lu who was passing by outside, and realized belatedly that he would not sleep with her at all tonight.
So he is the gentleman?
An Jing covered his face, then regained his composure, cleared his throat, stood up, took the basin from Bian Lu, and replied, "I'll do it myself, haha."
After saying that, he closed the door, leaned against the wall and breathed a sigh of relief.
Bian Lu, who was outside the door, was stunned. When he heard the sound of water splashing coming from the room, something suddenly flashed through his mind. He then rubbed his face in embarrassment and left.
Inside the room, An Jing didn't take the basin out. He sat cross-legged on the bed, opening his foldable wristband to make a phone call. He said, "Well, I'm in District F."
"So, boss, are you really together with that guy named Bian Lu?" The unshaven Shen Qiang picked his nose and jumped out again.
"I don't know, I guess so." An Jing replied with a smile, "I think he's a very good person. A very, very good one."
"Haha, then I wish you happiness." Shen Qiang was talking to him about work, and after a few polite words, the two had nothing more to say, so they lost contact.
Back to the Blue Island Base, Dr. Bai Tiao is in great glory. After inventing the w-yh inhibitor, he became a globally influential scientist and achieved benign control of fluorescence disease.
Thinking of this, An Jing collapsed on the bed exhausted and began to worry about his future again.
He wanted to get rid of his father's prestige and completely leave the Blue Continent Base. What should he do? And how should he do it?
"So annoying." An Jing pounded the bed and muttered, "Why do I have to be An Xingmin's son?"
Just as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open. Bian Lu, holding a plate of fruit, mostly sea oranges, asked him, "What's wrong? A second-generation official like you still despises your status?"
An Jing jumped up suddenly, a little flustered, and said, "I... I just think my dad is too autocratic. The Blue Continent Base is pretty good."
"I didn't ask." Bian Lu sat on the stool next to the bed, put his fingertips on his forehead, and asked, "You're pale. What happened to the Blue Island Base?"
As soon as these words came out, An Jing reached out and grabbed Bian Lu's hand, saying sternly, "I'm going to tell you something. Can you promise that you will never tell anyone else?"
Just as Bian Lu was about to speak, An Jing leaned close to him as if to kiss him, but he only mouthed: I want to leave here forever.
Bian Lu blinked his eyes and chewed over the origin of his words. Of course, there was nothing wrong with others saying this, but the problem was that he was the son of an official and the son of a big shot with a considerable title.
"You must be kidding." Bian Lu laughed.
An Jing's eyes were red, and he looked extremely anxious and anxious. He said, "It's precisely because I'm my father's son, the son of an official, that I know a lot of things you don't know. The Blue Continent Base... From my perspective, it will sooner or later become part of Xia Country, so I have to make plans early."
"Who told you that, your dad?" Bian Lu's expression suddenly became serious. "I won't report you, so what are you going to do?"
"It's not my dad." An Jing coughed, a little terrified, and said, "I'm not stupid. I came up with these words myself. My dad even sent me to a mental hospital for this. I know he deserved it given his status and position, but - I really don't want to bear everything he's put on me. I... I don't want a hereditary system either."
These words were shocking enough to leave Bian Lu dumbfounded, and he was also ashamed that An Jing had such worries.
Bian Lu: "I don't know much about politics. But I know that your ideas are right. If you really inherit your father's legacy, there will be even more people who want you dead."
"When I think back on it now and then, I always think that Zhang Zhimin was so strange, like he was trying to get close to me on purpose." An Jing covered his head and tutted, "Could it be that someone was deliberately trying to twist me into a homosexual to piss off my dad?"
"Zhang Zhimin is..." Bian Lu wondered, but then he remembered that An Jing had said that he had been violated, so he thought it must be this person.
Bian Lu was about to speak when An Jing grabbed his arm. He leaned over, closed his eyes, and, like An Xin, replied, "Honestly, sometimes I get tired. I'd rather live up to the name of a homosexual than inherit the Blue Continent base. I'm wondering if everything would be better if I defected to Xia Country."
"Then I would like to ask, where does your opinion that the Blue Continent Base will be recruited by the Xia Kingdom in the future come from?" Bian Lu asked patiently.
"It's an isolated island on the seabed, with a volcano nearby, scarce resources, and surrounded by enemies. The geographical location is not favorable to begin with. The people who came here were all fleeing, so how could they have a sense of belonging..."
What is this? Bian Lu thought, his prediction.
An Jing whispered, "If even a country, especially its elite, lacks homesickness, then the country is not far from falling apart."
Bian Lu frowned, raised his hand, and looked at him seriously, but finally retracted his hand and replied, "That makes sense. In that case, I also think that the glory of the Blue Continent Base will only be a flash in the pan."
"Maybe I'm still a selfish person," An Jing said. "There are some responsibilities I can't shoulder for my father."
After saying this, Bian Lu subconsciously looked out the window, at the vast ocean above his head and the isolated dome.
"Can't we just leave?" Bian Lu whispered.
An Jing shook his head and said, "No, not until the day when the Blue Continent Base is completely returned to Xia Country."
"Have you told your father about this idea?" Bian Lu asked worriedly. After all, if An Jing's idea were to be implemented, it would be a far-reaching social change. If one was not careful, one could very well lose one's head.
"How dare I? Well, he should have guessed it." An Jing was silent for a while, then said, "I'll give it a try. After all, we only live once, and how far we can go is not something I can decide alone."
Bian Lu understood that this was An Jing's true thought. It could even be said that he was caught in a dilemma and was walking on thin ice. This business could be said to be a business of playing with people.
The consequences of playing with people are that one wrong move could result in losing your life.
That night, Bian Lu was the one who tossed and turned. He even opened his parents' phone several times but couldn't organize his words to say anything.
Why should I really follow An Jing? Bian Lu thought, although what he said made some sense, going abroad to change the environment and living environment was not a trivial matter.
Why did my parents come to the Blue Island Base in the first place?
Bian Lu tried to recall: Oh, yes. It was because of the raging fireflies that Earth was covered in miasma. Some wealthy, powerful, and insider information promoted the idea of an underwater base as the future of human civilization, so my parents followed suit and used their connections and money to come here.
Haha, I paid a lot of money, but I only get to live in this old, shabby house in Area F! But aren't the other people on Earth who didn't come to the Blue Continent Base living well?
Do we really live better than the people on Earth? No, no, the question should be, do the people of the ocean really live better than the people on land?
Bian Lu thought angrily, it is like this everywhere, wherever there are people, it is like this - money is the hard currency, capital is the smartest, it is an eternal truth.
Thinking of this, Bian Lu suddenly threw off the quilt and stood up, his eyes red. He opened his bracelet to go online, eager to find the existence of the land people from the news all over the sky.
The Internet is the same as always.
The people on Earth are so miserable and hard-pressed, while the people on the Blue Continent base are so happy and beautiful.
Fake!
Bian Lu's mind was struck by a sudden blow.
In order to control the thoughts of the masses, the government will control public opinion, and the invisible hand will conduct macro-control of the truth for the sake of social stability.
Perhaps the Blue Continent Base wasn't as good as the government claimed. Just like when Bian Lu went to Xia Country on a business trip to play basketball, he discovered the gym wasn't as bad as he'd imagined.
Bian Lu also sat back on his bed and made a silent decision in his heart: to follow An Jing.
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