Chapter 88 Zhou Zhanyun Extra - Glass Dish His joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness, ...
Zhou Zhanyun realized from a very young age that he seemed to be different from normal people. The joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness that ordinary people have would become as indifferent and cold as stagnant water in him.
What first made Zhou Zhanyun realize that something was wrong with him was the undisguised fear and disgust in his parents' eyes.
They call themselves monsters.
A monster without emotion or empathy.
The reason was actually very simple. Zhou Zhanyun felt that his neighbor was too noisy and affected the progress of his studies. Even after communicating with him several times, it did not help.
At that time, Zhou Zhanyun, who was still a teenager, lowered his eyes lightly. His silver-gray eyes reflected the obese child from the neighbor's house. The naughty child, whose eyes were squeezed into slits by the fat on his face, was playing with the experimental equipment on his desk unscrupulously.
This uncivilized animal seemed to like sticking to him, and his parents did not stop him. They were probably very happy to see other children coming to play with him.
Because of this, in their eyes, their son is not a monster different from ordinary people, but a "normal person" who can integrate into the crowd.
Most of the time, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Zhou Zhanyun would cooperate with them and act like a normal person.
Maybe today, he should be this early...
A sudden crackling sound interrupted Zhou Zhanyun's train of thought. He looked over indifferently and saw that the fat pig-like figure had broken the glass dish he had stored in the cabinet. That was his most commonly used container because of its good quality, accurate scale and ease of use.
It accompanied my first experiment.
And now, the glass dish has broken into several pieces and is lying quietly on the ground, swaying in a slight arc, reflecting a dazzling light under the sunlight outside the window.
Zhou Zhanyun looked up at the fat child, who was still smiling unscrupulously and said, "You shouldn't mind, I was just careless."
In fact, at that time, he did not feel much anger or sadness, but just a little annoyed.
Tired of pretending to be a normal kid, tired of being friends with these stupid pigs, tired of the endless interruptions and noise.
Facing that annoying smiling face, the young man with indifferent eyebrows and cold pale skin suddenly smiled.
He led the idiot out of the door. As he expected, the idiot obediently walked to the edge of the road and shouted that he wanted to race with him. When he saw the cars speeding by not far away, the boy smiled politely and gently and stretched out his hand.
Unfortunately, he did not die, because all his actions were seen by his father, who saved the frightened guy.
When the mother learned about this, she seemed shocked and frightened. The two of them hugged each other, glared at themselves, and asked themselves why they did this.
How did he respond?
It's probably like, "He disturbed me, so I sent him to die. Is that wrong? Everyone is going to die. I just accelerated his process. There's nothing wrong with that."
Zhou Zhanyun still remembers what his parents said to him.
"Bad seed."
"You are a monster born evil."
So he was sent to a boarding school.
What happened next?
It seemed that Zhou Zhanyun was chosen by Professor Song and entered the laboratory. He did not remember Professor Song's name, or rather, he always acted like this with unimportant people. He would just give such a person a number and identity in his mind.
The sun was shining brightly that day, and Zhou Zhanyun saw the girl hiding behind Mr. Song. She cautiously stuck out half of her head, her skin was white and smooth, and her pair of moist almond-shaped eyes looked at him timidly and curiously.
Like a stupid bird without a brain, it stood on the branch with its head tilted up, pretending that no one had noticed.
Later, there seemed to be not much interaction between the two. He liked quietness, and Mr. Song knew it, so he did not force him to develop feelings with this "sister".
However, at this moment, Zhou Zhanyun suddenly felt a little regretful.
There may be many memories of her growing up over the past ten years, but for me, those ten years are just blank, like an empty glass dish.
The snow fluttered down so recklessly that it seemed to swallow up all the land.
Extreme weather has become more and more frequent in recent times.
Zhou Zhanyun raised his eyes, his silver-gray, inorganic eyes reflected a vast expanse of white, desolate and lonely. In his eyes, there was nothing.
He stretched out his hand towards the sky, and a snowflake meandered down and landed in his palm, then melted quietly.
His thin lips parted slightly.
"Qingqing, you can't see the sunrise at the beach now."
The snow was so pale that Zhou Zhanyun was reminded of the cold silver laboratory. The senior executives and researchers told him that if they wanted to know Song Qingqing's whereabouts, they should first help them dissect a test subject. After the dissection was completed and all the relevant data were obtained, they would return his sister.
Zhou Zhanyun agreed.
The zipper of the silver-white bag slowly opened, revealing the girl's pale and lifeless face. Her gentle and beautiful eyes were still peaceful, and she looked as if she was asleep.
Zhou Zhanyun stood in front of the experimental operating table and watched quietly for a long time. After the gun was pressed against the back of his head, he suddenly chuckled.
This strange reaction frightened the group of senior executives and researchers.
Zhou Zhanyun slowly raised his head and looked at the neatly arranged blood samples not far away.
Because of the coagulation disorder, all the blood that can be made into serum is extracted. It is only the sacrifice of one person, but it can save so many people.
There are distinct weights on both ends of the scale, one is a girl and the other is a human being.
What was going through his mind at that moment?
Are you thinking what a bunch of idiots they are, or are you wondering what happened to the girl before she died?
Maybe none of them. What he should be thinking is, let them die, what happens to the things on the other side of the scale has nothing to do with him.
What he wants has never had anything to do with those humans who only know how to fight for power and profit.
All he wanted was for one person to be alive.
So, the pale and tall young man smiled gently and crushed the micro-aerosol in his hand, which was strengthened by his own hands.
Zhou Zhanyun slowly withdrew his gaze, turned around, and walked into the laboratory with snow all over his body.
In the center of the laboratory stood a glass dish filled with light blue liquid... and the body of a girl who had long been asleep.
Her seaweed-like black hair was scattered and floating in the liquid, her almond-shaped eyes were slightly closed, and her skin had even changed from deathly pale to a lovely pink-white color under the immersion of the liquid, as if she was still asleep.
Zhou Zhanyun stood in front of the glass for a long time, and then he gently rested his forehead against the cold glass. Behind the glass was the girl's forehead, as if he had been intimate with her a long time ago.
With his eyes lowered, Zhou Zhanyun stared at the girl's cheek through the glass.
In a trance, he seemed to be back in the basement laboratory of his residence. It was also a sunny afternoon, just like the weather when they first met. The girl fell asleep while reading his experimental notes on the table. Her sleeping face was peaceful, like a little bird burying its head in its wings, quietly and peacefully for a while.
The sunlight shining through fell on her snow-white face, and even the peach-like fuzz was clearly visible.
Zhou Zhanyun took off his coat and covered her with it. After looking at her for a while, he reached out and gently touched the girl's cheek with his fingers. Maybe his body temperature was low and his fingers were very cold, causing her to shrink back. Then, she opened her sleepy eyes and wanted to hug him clingily. Her tone was as if she was holding a piece of honey candy, and she acted coquettishly with him.
"Brother, let me sleep for a while, just a little while..."
"The lab is not a place to sleep. Go back to your room."
"But...I want to stay here with you. Can you kiss me, brother?"
She is used to acting like a spoiled child, and is always clingy and likes to be kissed by me. At first she was cautious, but later she became bold and unscrupulous, as if she was sure that I would not deal with her.
The tall young man leaned over, raised his hand to brush away her fine hair, then lowered his head and kissed the girl's fair forehead with his slightly cool thin lips.
There happened to be a glass dish placed in front of her table. Zhou Zhanyun turned his head slightly, and what he saw was the scene of the two people being so close to each other. The light and shadow were mottled and fragmented, but clear enough.
She doesn't know anything, and that's fine.
There was no need to know that he was Song's father's experimental subject No. 88, and he was No. 87.
There is no need to know that Song's father created the NX virus to transform her body just to keep her alive, but was killed by someone with ulterior motives and the results of the experiment were taken away.
There is no need to know that you are actually the beginning of the end.
There is no need to know that you are the last ray of hope in the end times, the only remaining afterglow in this dark apocalypse.
And this ray of afterglow was destroyed by human beings themselves.
Ye Si had asked him many questions before.
"Zhou Zhanyun, do you think Qingqing is lying? Then why do you think she came to me?"
"It's not because you pitied me that I became what I am now, and it's not because I taught her."
Ye Si laughed sarcastically, raised his hand and swept away all the experimental equipment on the table. The glass test tubes fell to the ground and shattered.
"Why do you think she did that?"
It was simply because he, like Zhou Zhanyun, had joined a think tank and become a member of the research institute, and they were too similar.
"Zhou Zhanyun, you will never be able to be like a human being, knowing joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness."
Zhou Zhanyun gently closed his eyes, his long eyelashes drooped, and his gaze fell on the shattered glass fragments on the ground.
He should have known it and should have learned it long ago.
There is one thing that Ye Si said wrong.
He knew joy, anger, sorrow and happiness.
And all his emotions were reflected by her.
Just like the glass that had already been broken into pieces.
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