Chapter 34 Jinjiang Premiere Unit 1 Li Zhuo (End)...
It was more than two hours later when the car sped out of the tunnel, left the mountains and entered the city.
Li Zhuo fell asleep. Mo Liang carried him upstairs as if he were carrying a child, with his face resting on Mo Liang's broad and solid chest.
Perhaps it was muscle memory from before, he opened his mouth and bit it through the cloth, but then he seemed to feel something was wrong and frowned in dissatisfaction.
“Okay, don’t be angry…”
"Okay, don't be angry..." Mo Liang murmured softly, his voice filled with doting. He expertly lifted the corner of his shirt and guided Li Zhuo closer.
As a qualified parent, he only wanted his child to get more nutrition and sleep more peacefully. He sincerely felt that as long as his child could sleep comfortably, he would even be willing to transform into any furniture or supplies he needed.
He gently stroked the boy's long hair in his arms, his fingertips tracing his eyebrows, nose, and lips. At the same time, countless images flashed through his memory:
There's the little Li Zhuo, the grown-up Li Zhuo, the crying Li Zhuo, the Li Zhuo standing on tiptoe to peek at other children's birthdays, and the Li Zhuo who hugged himself and secretly wiped away his tears after falling...
Of course, there are many more scenes of Li Zhuo when he grows up. There is the scene where he is completely frozen when he kisses him for the first time, and when he gets used to it, he will frown and give him suggestions. He always can't help but collect more DNA about children, just like a thief can't help but put the treasure in his pocket when he sees it. It is an instinct.
But it doesn’t matter. Once the child makes an suggestion, he will learn to restrain his instincts.
Countless memory fragments formed a dense stream of information that flowed rapidly across his retina. At the same time, fine silver-white threads slowly "grew" under his skin, lightly weaving and interweaving in mid-air, skillfully weaving into a furry blanket.
Mo Liang wrapped the child in his arms tightly, just like he had done countless times before.
Sure enough, his child loved the soft and warm feeling of being wrapped. His originally slightly wrinkled brows gradually relaxed, and his expression became very peaceful, as if he had found the most secure home in this warm cradle.
0255, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.
You did this, didn't you?
[Li Xuan, Lü Fei, and Li Huachuan...]
[Li Zhuo is a very kind and soft-hearted child, but you are not, so you can do this...]
I don't even know when you...
In order to protect his children, an inhuman creature who initially couldn't even blink, breathe, or eat properly learned such a secret method without any instruction.
Facing the system's inquiry, Mo Liang stared down at the sleeping boy in his arms while calmly replying with his mind.
My child was hurt. He was very sad and upset. His bitter tears were about to drown me. He felt it was his fault, but I don’t think so…
[I feel sorry for this child who is so kind, yet always being let down. I just want to protect him...]
【If fate doesn't favor him, I will favor him. 】
At first glance, these words seem incoherent, but if you listen carefully, you can tell that this is his reply.
0255's realistic emotional section makes it feel an emotion called a combination of fear and admiration.
This black, polluted creature had actually learned to disguise itself! It had learned to use humans to harm them, to manipulate the rules to undermine the protagonist's aura! And it had chosen this moment specifically!
Is evolution too fast?
Generally speaking, biological evolution is often closely linked to existential crises; only when faced with a massive threat to their survival will a species be driven to rapidly evolve. But this was completely different. Simply to better protect a single alien life form, he underwent such an astonishing transformation...
There's really nothing strange about it!
*
Before school started, Mo Liang sent Li Zhuo to report to school.
It was a particularly good day, with clear skies and the air was warm and comfortable, neither too hot nor too cold, just right.
The new school has a very nice environment. A magnificent library stands tall. In the sparkling artificial lake, small fish swim happily in the water. The overall atmosphere is quiet and peaceful.
Every corner of campus is bustling with activity, with club recruitment booths bustling with activity. New students, with their faces filled with joy and nervousness, can be seen dragging their suitcases around, while their parents flit about busily.
Li Zhuo and Mo Liang were also surrounded by many parents and students, and it took them a long time to find an open space.
Gazing at the tall ginkgo tree above their heads, the bright sunlight filtered through the layers of leaves, casting fragmented light and shadows on the heads and faces of the two people.
Li Zhuo once read in a book that people’s perception of the environment actually changes with their mentality.
When a person's heart is full of grievances and resentment, the world in his eyes will naturally be shrouded in a gray shadow. He will feel hot on sunny days and cold on cloudy days.
Once your mood improves and your lack of mentality gradually becomes rich and healthy, everything around you will suddenly become completely different.
At that time, he only felt confused, but as time passed, he began to feel that the sun was so warm, and the wind was mixed with warmth, as if the whole world was cheering for his happiness.
Inexplicably, he thought of the last class reunion at Experimental High School. Li Zhuo got a test paper from his Chinese teacher. The bright red zero on the composition page was particularly eye-catching.
When he reread his essay, he recalled how he felt when he got zero points for the first time.
Because my expectations were always dashed, because I was always suppressed, and because I was always ignored, I really thought that expectations were wrong and should not exist, and that expectations would only increase the pain.
But when he looks back at it now, he realizes how... narrow-minded his perspective was back then.
If a person has no expectations at all, and eats, sleeps and breathes numbly like a robot every day just to maintain the basic functioning of his body organs, then life would be so meaningless.
Is that still considered alive?
"What are you thinking about?"
After realizing this, Li Zhuo suddenly said thank you to the man next to him without any context.
Such a subtle sound was quickly drowned out by the crowd, but was clearly captured by Mo Liang.
He heard Li Zhuo thanking him.
His children said to him, "Thank you for coming to me and loving me... and being so good to me when no one, not even myself, loved me."
Mo Liang also replied: "I should be thanking you for appearing in my world..."
In fact, as long as Mo Liang is willing, he can stand at the pinnacle of power and call the wind and rain, and he can do whatever he wants, even destroy the small world.
But he chose to quietly hold another fragile life in his arms and protect him.
The clear sky is like a piece of azure silk, with clouds floating lazily. Their texture is soft, just like the dense state of whipped cream.
"Look at that one, it looks like ice cream..."
Mo Liang followed his gaze and asked as if he had telepathically understood his thoughts: "Do you want to eat?"
Li Zhuo nodded expectantly.
In the past, he didn't dare to have any expectations, or rather, he didn't control his expectations. The reason was very simple, because even if he did have any expectations, he wouldn't get the expected outcome, but would only add to his disappointment.
So in order to avoid great disappointment, Li Zhuo, who could not blame others, could only blame himself, thinking that it would be better if he had not expected much.
But now it’s different. When he knows that even a small wish of his will be answered, he slowly begins to look forward to tomorrow.
How can being alive be the same as being alive?
*
College life is different from high school life. Classes are no longer fixed in the same classroom. The courses are rich and diverse, covering professional courses, general courses, elective courses, etc.
Li Zhuo was relatively lucky. He was assigned to a dormitory with very good relationships. The other three people were all very good-natured and had low tempers, so there were almost no conflicts in the dormitory.
Teachers in class will not give strict and stern instructions on exam performance like in high school, and the scope of daily communication is no longer limited to classmates.
He met a lot of new friends and had a lot more extracurricular activities. He was exposed to many areas that he had never tried before and learned to play basketball, badminton, etc.
Being with like-minded friends, sometimes all it takes is a glance, and after the final exams, you can go to the next city to travel freely.
He had been to the homes of two of his roommates for a simple meal. His classmates' parents were both very gentle and kind people. They kept entertaining him and prepared a table full of food.
After dinner, he held a cup of hot tea and looked at the happy scene of their family, and couldn't help but smile.
He used to be very narrow-minded, and it was the same before and after he left Pingshan Village. Even when he was selling vegetables, when he saw a family of three having fun together, he would always feel jealous and sour in his heart.
When he first transferred to the experiment, Deng Yuliang invited him to his home, but Li Zhuo refused and maliciously speculated that he was just showing off his good family atmosphere and good interpersonal relationships!
But in fact, people don’t think so at all.
Even though he and Deng Yuliang later became friends, he never told him about the bad thoughts and dark ideas he had at that time.
It was as if he had stepped on a nail and the wound kept bleeding, so he could only focus on the wound. Now that the wound has healed and scabbed over, he finally has the mind to make friends and observe the flowers and plants.
That’s great.
Life seems to be filled with happiness every moment.
It is a happiness to reunite with classmates whom I haven’t seen for a long time, it is also a happiness to stay in the dormitory and watch an entire TV series alone, and it is also a happiness to walk in the playground and bask in the sunshine.
I am happy when I am in a lively place, and I am also happy when I am alone.
*
It's winter again, and the first snow in Hai City came earlier than last year. The quietly falling snowflakes covered the villa with a layer of dreamy gauze.
The servants in the villa were busy in an orderly manner, preparing for an upcoming birthday party.
A short-haired maid had just come down from upstairs in a hurry, her face full of amazement. She couldn't help but say to her colleague who was hanging decorations next to her, "You don't know, I just went upstairs to clean up, and the gifts that were sent were piled up so high that the rooms were almost full!"
The speaker was a middle-aged man, his eyes glittering with shrewdness, his tone filled with both envy and jealousy: "Every year, your birthday is like this, and you still get reincarnated. What a good life."
The servant hanging the decorations seemed much more obedient. Busy with his work, he continued, "Not entirely. Our young master is quite capable himself. I heard that before he went to university, he invented some new material that won an international award..."
As the two were talking, a man with a flat head and glasses saw them gathered together and quickly reminded them: "Stop chatting, the master will be back soon. If he sees you, he will be angry..."
As he was speaking, there was movement not far away.
——Mr. Mo is back.
In their memory, Mo Liang never communicated with them. He was extremely mysterious. Even if they met him occasionally, he would just glance at them.
Mr. Mo's attitude was not one of contempt, but rather a complete disregard, and it was not only towards them, but also towards the distinguished guests who often visited the villa.
His eccentric temper was a common label in the minds of all the servants. At this moment, Mr. Mo's sharpness quietly faded away, his eyebrows were full of gentleness and kindness, and there was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
Standing next to him was a tall young man. No one knew what they were talking about. Mr. Mo leaned slightly to the side from time to time, listening attentively to the young man's words. His posture was intimate and he exuded a warm atmosphere.
"The young master seems to be a little taller than last year."
Someone muttered quietly.
"It should be. Another year has passed."
*
0255 It skillfully submitted the task settlement before leaving at an ordinary morning time.
[Task checking——]
A bunch of densely packed characters flashed by quickly, all of which were data related to Li Zhuo.
Among them were data about his height, weight, and body fat percentage, his happiness level, the value of his happiest moment, and the results of countless simulations about the future. A green "pass" sign gradually appeared behind almost every item.
【Test result: qualified.】
[Task rating: Good.]
【System No. 0255】
0255 had already guessed that the rating was not excellent. He even felt good about getting a good rating. He thought it would be a poor rating, after all, Mo Liang had violated many rules.
The target of this mission is a kind-hearted boy, but this petty monster is different.
Mo Liang remembered the names and information of everyone who had hurt his children or made his children sad, and his method of revenge was extremely obscure. In a nutshell, he would take away whatever he cared about.
His behavior of interfering with the small world deducted too many points, and the remaining points were almost all contributed by Li Zhuo. His growth is obvious to all.
The timid boy who used to get nervous when he was late for class has grown up into a handsome young man as tall as a pine tree. He no longer gets nervous when being stared at. His confidence allows him to handle any situation with ease.
The unbound mission target cannot see the system, but 0255 still said goodbye to Li Zhuo, and the transparent ball of light flashed.
【goodbye--】
At that time, Li Zhuo had not rested yet. He was lying on the sofa in a comfortable home outfit, playing with his mobile phone, and happened to click on the page of the high school class group.
The group hasn't been this lively for a long time since graduation. It happens to be the end of the year, and the evening is the most active time. The classmates in the group are sharing their recent situation and discussing when to have a class reunion.
[Hey, I remember the last time I saw our class master, he was praised so highly in the news. Although I didn’t understand what the film he mentioned later was, he seemed really awesome. It seemed like he was going to receive some kind of award? [Confused]]
That's quite impressive, almost transformative. If it's put into practical use in the future, it could be used in many industries, including biomedicine, energy, and electronics...
I don't quite understand the rest. I asked a relative who works in a hospital, and they said it can be used as a biosensor to more accurately detect specific ions, enabling early diagnosis of diseases. It can also be used to create key components for artificial organs, improving their performance and compatibility, and promoting advancements in medical technology.
【Unclear but impressive…】
[I saw it too. They posted it on the local Changyang WeChat official account and the laboratory's official website, fearing others wouldn't see it. The one with the larger font size is on the first page.]
[Is that Liangzi upstairs? You didn't come home for Chinese New Year this year? Last time I visited your place, you called me on the way but I didn't recognize you...]
[Me too. I didn't recognize him the last time I saw him on the street. I remember him being a bit chubby, but the last time I saw him, he'd completely lost weight. Tsk tsk tsk...]
[…]
At this time, while reading the news, Li Zhuo suddenly looked in the direction of Mo Liang who was tidying his clothes as if he had sensed something.
"What's wrong?"
The man's voice remained gentle.
"No, I just vaguely felt like something was gone. Maybe I was wrong?"
"oh."
Today, Li Zhuo has graduated from university and owns his own independent laboratory. He is young and promising with a bright future. Fame and praise like waves surround him like the most ordinary air.
"You told me before that you sensed my presence through some system and came to find me, right?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
Mo Liang had already forgotten what he said a few years ago, but Li Zhuo still remembered it clearly.
The warm milk was just ready, and Mo Liang walked over to Li Zhuo with the cup and sat down next to him.
"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"
Li Zhuo took the milk and took a sip. It was warm and had just the right amount of honey to suit his taste. The sweetness was just right.
"Nothing, it just suddenly occurred to me. What kind of system is it?"
"Nothing special." Mo Liang succinctly described 0255's characteristics. "It's just an intelligent AI equipped with an emotional template."
"Oh, I see."
We talked about the system, some daily trivial matters, and the New Year.
Before I knew it, it was time to go to bed.
Mo Liang already had a strong love for his child. He wanted to hold him in his arms all the time, kiss his mouth, kiss every inch of his skin, and stick close to him. It would be best if the air he breathed was contaminated with the child's DN breath!
But…but…
That would scare him.
Mo Liang didn't reveal his feelings completely. He just adjusted his voice to the most appropriate Hz: "It's getting late. Let's go to bed first."
Under the dim bedside lamp, Li Zhuo leaned on Mo Liang's strong chest and fell asleep. Every minute and every second seemed to be stretched out little by little with the sound of his breathing.
What should I do tomorrow?
He has already mastered the human menu and has a better understanding of children's tastes.
My child is going to Beijing to attend an awards ceremony the day after tomorrow. It's going to rain that day, and the smog in that city is very heavy, so I'd better pay more attention to my breathing...
Well, what else...
When a pair of cold eyes looked down at the face on his chest, the ice-like coldness suddenly melted into endless love.
The monster lowered his head and kissed his child's forehead lovingly, his movements were cherishing and cautious.
"good evening…"
"I love you…"
"forever…"
*
Two days later, it really rained in Beijing. Fine raindrops weaved through the thick smog, and it was hard to tell whether the rain merged into the fog or the fog turned into rain.
There were very few pedestrians on the streets, all walking in a hurry, and a damp and stuffy smell filled the air.
But these changes did not affect Li Zhuo at all.
In the quiet backstage lounge, he casually flipped through a manuscript in his hand. He had read the content of the speech before and was just reviewing it now.
I breathed in the fresh air that was obviously impossible to find indoors. If I sniffed carefully, I could even smell the faint fragrance of flowers.
No need to guess who it is.
Before this, Li Zhuo thought he would be nervous, but now he is not nervous at all. In fact, instead of thinking about what to say next, what comes to his mind more is the past.
Those yellowed memories that seemed so far away and yet so close, those people and things that he put in the drawer and didn't want to recall, good things and bad things, good people and bad people, etc., all came to mind.
Li Xuan died, Lu Fei went abroad, and Li Huachuan lived in a nursing home. It was said that he had amnesia and couldn't even remember his own name.
And...Mo Liang.
He really cared about him, cared about his words and actions, cared about his emotional ups and downs every moment, cared about his daily state, cared about the reason why his heart skipped a beat...
Later, the relationship changed, and he must have learned a lot, things that he thought would give him a better experience and make him happier.
If Li Zhuo didn't react to this, the monster wouldn't be disappointed or blame him. The monster would just think that he had done something wrong.
If Li Zhuo had a little reaction to this, just a little bit, he would remember Li Zhuo's preferences, just like remembering the changes in his taste in food, remembering the subtle pauses when he picked up the food, and every micro-expression.
He would be happy for Li Zhuo's happiness and would regard Li Zhuo's response as his love for him. Once, he even wrote a few crooked "notes" to Li Zhuo.
The pictures are all filled with joy and happiness. The child's body seems to like me very much. I am very happy! Happy, happy, happy! Happy, happy, happy, happy~
The monster really has unlimited tolerance for him.
Previously, Li Zhuo accidentally heard an unfamiliar passerby mention his name and said that the insults against him would automatically disappear, and the more offensive the words, the faster the account would disappear.
This sounds like an urban legend.
The person who spread the gossip also thought so, so he laughed while speaking. The people who listened to it didn't take it seriously and even thought it was very funny.
Li Zhuo also tried to search his own name, and the results were almost all words praising him. Some of the comments could be seen to be from netizens, and some he could tell at a glance who posted them.
It's too obvious.
Who would praise him as a good boy?
Li Zhuo knew very well that most of his friends, including his current colleagues in the laboratory, were selected by Mo Liang once.
Countless times of "wishes coming true" and "luck" were nothing more than "inevitable coincidences" made by the monster to cater to him and please him.
It is also clear that the monster is "feeding" himself in a way that is difficult for ordinary people to understand. Just like controlling the nutrition in the food, he will never let anyone who may have a negative impact on him enter his life, and has built a transparent protective shell around him.
But...does it matter?
All human literary and artistic works praise love and pursue love, and his empty heart needs such strong love to be filled.
Even if he is not doing any tests, sometimes Li Zhuo will suddenly feel like not holding an umbrella on a rainy day. There is no reason, he just does it because he thinks about it.
Especially when he watched the rain avoid him, when he felt the warm touch on his wrist, when the object hitting it bounced back in an incredible arc, countless similar moments, he once again felt that he was loved.
When he was still a child, Li Zhuo already knew what he wanted. It was not money or power, he just wanted love.
He needs love like plants need sunlight and water. He needs a lot of love. If you don't have a lot of love, then giving him just a little bit of love will be fine.
He is not greedy at all.
But when he discovered that even that little bit of love was a false bubble, he thought he was going to wither. Then a monster in human skin walked towards him step by step and gave him a lot of love, so much that it could drown him completely.
He said, "Be my child."
He said, "I will take good care of you."
Then Li Zhuo agreed.
Until now.
It's that simple.
"Dong Dong Dong"
The respectful voice of the staff came from outside.
"Mr. Li, it's your turn."
Li Zhuo stood up and walked steadily towards the door. There was light under his feet.
In the end, the poor little boy who lacked love finally met a "monster mother" who was willing to give him infinite tolerance and love.
[End of Unit 1]
Make some little Easter eggs:
Li Zhuo and Mo Liang's daily videos: ■■■
Li Xuan and Hong Lin's first meeting: ■■■
Backup: Here’s the point.
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If you feel safe and loved, your brain is particularly good at exploration, play, and cooperation. If you are always scared and feel unwanted, your brain is particularly good at sensing fear and abandonment.
Basel van der Kolk: The Body Never Forgets
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