Chapter 105
After all the chaos, Bian Lu took the submarine tunnel back to Area F. His mind was racing, and after roughly understanding what An Jing was doing, he felt a sense of regret.
After all, An Jing is changing this era, and he wants to be a trend-setter in this world full of changes.
"It's too big and too high." Bian Lu faced himself in the window and saw his own dejection.
Why? I actually felt inferior. I felt that someone like An Jing was too dazzling, too well-off, and even his ambitions were a notch higher than those of an ordinary person like me. I felt that being with him was tiring.
Bian Lu clenched his fist and smashed the window hard. After a dull thud, he looked at his dejected face and made up his mind: I was wrong, I was really wrong. I thought that knowing a rich and powerful person would lead me to success. Hahaha, how is this possible?
"No, that's not right." Bian Lu warned himself again, whispering, "I shouldn't be like this. An Jing is An Jing, and I am me. Even if I'm with him, it doesn't mean I can enjoy his life. I can't give up, and I can't stop. I want to catch up with him. I want to be someone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him."
With such determination, Bian Lu called An Jing less than half an hour after separating from him.
An Jing answered immediately and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." As soon as Bian Lu said this, his nose felt sore. A variety of complicated emotions mixed together, making him feel very cowardly in front of An Jing. He said, "I just want to hear you talk."
An Jing seemed to hear the bitterness in his voice and asked softly, "What's the matter? Just tell me."
"No..." Bian Lu rubbed his brow and replied, "I'm just a little tired. I'm tired. I have to go back to work in District F. To be honest, I don't see any hope for the future. I feel that the future is really too dark."
An Jing was stunned, as if his heart was suddenly hit, and he remembered that he had given the quota to Cheng Jiacheng - the job was really well paid and easy, no wonder his father called him personally and asked him to help Cheng Jiacheng with the secret operation.
"Are you trying to awaken my conscience?" An Jing's throat suddenly choked, and as if he empathized with Bian Lu's predicament, he spoke in a hoarse voice, "Honestly, that military civilian job was already a pre-determined appointment. Without me, someone else would have done it. That's how it is at Blue Continent Base, and society as well. We tend to reserve resources for those we know."
"Are you afraid of losing me?" Bian Lu suddenly asked, his voice thick as if he were crying. "An Jing, I'm not asking for anything from you. It's just that your words are too heartless. It makes me feel like I'm just one of your many ambiguous partners..."
"Bian Lu!" An Jing suddenly said in a loud voice, "It was you who rejected my help. It was you who personally refused to move in with me. Have you forgotten?"
"People can't live in the same place forever. I always have to move forward and look up. You either follow me or leave me." An Jing frowned and said.
Bian Lu chuckled twice and asked, "Does this mean that my love for you must come at the cost of my dignity?"
"I didn't say that," An Jing replied. "You're just too sensitive. You always treat me as someone superior. I have something else to do. I'll hang up now. Think about it yourself."
After saying that, An Jing ended the call with resentment.
Similarly, the moment he ended the call, Lu Chao, who was completely bound to him, sent a message: I found a person whose wife and daughter in Xia Country suffered from fluorescence disease, but he personally worked in the Blue Continent Base, and his identity was not ordinary. He was a scientific researcher and had also worked under Bai Tiao.
An Jing types: Who?
Lu Chao replied: Dr. Yu Zhaozhong.
An Jing pondered for a moment and replied: Please list his recent movements in a table and send it to me.
Lu Chao sighed: So you use me as AI?
An Jing nodded: Yes, that’s you.
Lu Chao replied: ...
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Meanwhile, Bian Lu collapsed in the rented room. He didn't have to go to work until tomorrow, so he had nothing to do this afternoon.
He felt that he had changed, felt very bored, and in the fight against the emptiness of time, he lost hope and even felt bored and tired of the unknown tomorrow.
This feeling, to put it simply, is boredom, and more deeply, it is confusion. He doesn't know whether his current situation is correct. In a utilitarian society, Bian Lu began to feel like a loser.
He stayed like this for a long time until he felt hungry, then he went downstairs to fill his stomach. When he walked to the noodle shop, before he went in, he was suddenly attracted by a beggar at the corner nearby.
If he was not mistaken, this was a senior from his freshman year at Lanzhou University. He was a very outstanding person and he remembered very clearly that he studied philosophy.
"Hey, how much noodles do you want?" the shopkeeper asked Bian Lu.
"Oh, two taels." Bian Lu opened his TT and prepared to pay. Then, the shop owner seemed to notice his gaze, looked over, and beckoned the beggar with a spoon, saying, "Go away! You stink so much that it affects my business! Go away!"
Bian Lu originally wanted to talk to his senior, but when he heard it, he turned his head away and walked away timidly.
"He's our neighbor. He was admitted to the Blue University of Science and Technology, but someone in his family got sick and they sold their house to pay for his tuition. Furthermore, he became a bad boy in college, and suddenly he went crazy one day. Now, his father is dead, and he doesn't go to school or work, so he's become a homeless person."
The shop owner sighed, "Before, he was mumbling about the Way of Forgetfulness, all these mystical things, sometimes about Acala, sometimes about the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head, like he was crazy."
Bian Lu looked at the hunched back of his senior, feeling both puzzled and sympathetic. It was not until he went through the trash can to look for food that he felt an inexplicable fear - that is, I cannot become like him.
Bian Lu's brain seemed to be hit by a bang, and he remembered what Professor Tai said in class: excessive spiritual exploration is not a good thing. It will make people fall into nothingness and lose the motivation to live.
Over time, one degenerates into a baby, which is terrible for an adult.
Bian Lu ate the noodles in a hurry. After the boiling hot soup went down his throat, he seemed to have regained his desire for life and no longer complained about the injustice he had suffered.
He no longer complained about An Jing's poor treatment of him.
As it was getting dark, Bian Lu went back home and chatted with his parents. He also gave them 1,000 yuan each for living expenses. After going downstairs, he saw Teacher An who drove over in the sparkling sea.
The evening breeze was blowing, and An Jing was dressed casually, especially his drop-leg pants which looked particularly soft. His face was gentle, but his eyes were red, and the corners of his mouth were pursed downwards into a stubborn and sad arc.
"Why are you..." Bian Lu began.
An Jing said, "I just feel it is necessary to comfort you as the queen." As he said that, he yawned and seemed to be sleepy.
Bian Lu smiled, "Am I that fragile?"
"How would I know?" An Jing walked over, took Bian Lu's arm, and leaned his head on his shoulder. "I've been very busy with work today, so I only had time recently. I thought it wouldn't be clear over the phone, so I came here in person."
There were few pedestrians, and the buildings in Area F were old and dark. The blue waves above their heads were swaying, making people like An Jing look like mortals left behind in the sky. Bian Lu's irritable mood was immediately swept away.
He ruffled An Jing's hair, which felt soft to the touch, and replied, "It's hard for you to come here in person."
"No, I haven't." An Jing reached out and played with the button on his collar, then looked up. "Bian Lu, I really want to tell you that you are very important and special to me."
"Haha, goodbye, that's so corny." Bian Lu laughed. He took An Jing's hand and clasped it, saying, "I've figured out a lot of things today. I'm sorry, I did have the idea of trying to get close to you, and deep down I was blaming you for not giving me any special privileges. Now that I think about it..."
An Jing stood up straight and said, "Bian Lu, you are right. I am wrong. It is the atmosphere of the Blue Continent Base that is wrong. That job should have belonged to you."
Bian Lu looked at An Jing, noticed the apology in his eyes, and replied, "Forget it, it's all in the past. No one can have smooth sailing all the time. I've always had good luck with exams since I was a child. I always passed every exam on the first try. As for work... maybe God wants me to suffer a little, but it doesn't matter. I don't care."
An Jing suddenly laughed again. Although he didn't cry, Bian Lu felt that it was like a smile through tears. He heard him say, "Then, will you support me in the tasks I need to work on?"
"What?" Bian Lu pursed his lips, and had a bad feeling in his heart, wondering if he was going to kill another person.
"I'll send you a personal message." An Jing clicked on the bracelet and forwarded it from Lu Chao.
"Yu Zhaozhong?" Lawyer Bian clicked on it and thought hard. He seemed to have heard this man's name on the news.
An Jing's expression became eager, a little naive, and more cruel, just like a paranoid and manipulative politician, and gradually became exactly like his father An Xingmin's expression when he was scheming people.
He said: "Since Dr. Bai Tiao is unwilling to lower the price of the drug, we have no choice but to use public opinion to put pressure on her."
"Will he die?" asked Bian Lu.
"I don't know." An Jing bit his lip, his whole face was clearly filled with sinisterness, but the light in his eyes made people feel that he was ignorant of the world.
This kind of childishness mixed with pure evil is the most creepy, and makes people feel that his underlying nature is extremely dark.
But An Jing's intentions were indeed good. He explained, "If Dr. Bai Tiao were willing to sell her medicine at a lower price, it would be a humanitarian act for Blue Continent and even the world. Unfortunately, she's unwilling to do so. So, I'm the only one left to shoulder my father's supervisory responsibilities and challenge her prestige."
Bian Lu understood. He took a deep breath and looked at An Jing's calmness. He subconsciously became inexplicably excited and felt like he was trying to get the skin of a tiger.
That dark and evil calculation sprouted silently.
"So, this is a war among modern men?" Bian Lu smiled at An Jing and said, "Exciting."
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