Misfortunes never come singly
"Okay, I'm going back to the lab. You should go back too. Don't let anyone take pictures of us."
"Huh? Yanyan, you are too cruel——"
In the abandoned playground, Mu Qingyan's hand was held, and she could only look into those big sunflower eyes helplessly.
"I've already had someone deal with the time I was blocked outside the gate. Those reporters didn't dare follow me. Besides, no one will come here..."
The big star mumbled a few words, pouting his mouth high.
"You've ignored me ever since that brat showed up! I was dressed really smartly today, definitely worthy of being on the cover of a magazine, but you didn't even look at me..."
"Brat? Are you talking about...Dustin?" Mu Qingyan pinched his chubby cheeks. "My boy, he's a year older than you."
"So what... Yanyan, you used to work with him, but I don't think he cares about you at all! He must have bullied you before, right?"
Mu Qingyan no longer cares whether he is bullied or not.
After all, she could throw away a cake as big as Infinity without any hesitation, so there was no need for her to criticize Dustin's behavior after getting to know him better.
In fact, when she first met 14-year-old Dustin, she always felt that the child was a member of the Asperger's syndrome group. His high IQ and low EQ would make York so angry that she would throw the keyboard dozens of times every day.
But later she realized that it was not as good as Asperger's syndrome. That guy was just a "robot" with a human body and the rest of the body was controlled by programs and codes.
His mind is working furiously all the time, always trying to do the right thing, even if it means hurting the feelings of those around him.
So, after all, is it true that someone like York is more rare?
In addition to scientific rationality, he also maintains absolute sensibility. Even though Mu Qingyan does not agree with some of Dustin's practices, York cherishes the people around him so much that he can still stick with him even when he is on the verge of going crazy.
Of course, she had to admit that Dustin did play a big role in this BI investigation.
"...Yanyan? What are you thinking about? You're not thinking about that brat, are you? I'm different—"
"You heard everything Lawrence Bedford did. Chu Xin was so upset, why don't you seem to care at all? He's your adoptive father, right?"
Mu Qingyan asked as if stating a fact.
In front of my eyes, the light brown pupils trembled.
"Also, Tanaka told me everything about the time you fainted in the yard a few days ago, Kinsley. What on earth did you see from your uncle that made you torture yourself like that?"
“Yanyan…”
Kinsley's expression became a little confused, and the hand he had been holding slowly loosened.
Although the heat was obviously better than nothing, Mu Qingyan couldn't help but shiver. She could only curl up her fingers and wrap the coat around her shoulders tighter.
Even so, I still couldn't resist the tension and chill spreading from the bottom of my heart.
But there was no way, she had to ask.
In front of her, the man who was originally very close to her took a few steps back, lowered his head and leaned on a rusty pirate ship support, and his valuable shirt was instantly ruined.
He seemed to think for a long time before slowly answering:
"I...was already quite old when I was taken back. Sister Chu Yan has always taken care of me since then. I don't have a particularly strong impression of that person...and...I don't understand their business. I entered the entertainment industry a long time ago, and I have no idea what's going on with nanotechnology or bionics..."
"You don't understand?"
"Yanyan doesn't believe it? I'm one of those top stars who are often described as 'leaky fish'. Mr. Mu, you don't think I have a brain like yours and can become the world's top by just starting a company, right?"
“Kinsley…”
There weren't many lights around the amusement park. Under the dim moonlight, although Kinsley had a smile on his face, the curve of his mouth was bitter and self-deprecating.
The eyes that were originally filled with tenderness and brilliance also dimmed little by little.
Mu Qingyan clenched his fists.
She couldn't bear it, she wanted to go over and tell the child to stop talking.
She should have gone over as soon as that unfamiliar name was uttered.
But for some reason, she didn't move her feet at all. She just watched coldly, as if she was expecting to see what the man would say.
"Why should I be sad about the dirty things he did? Everything I have today is the result of sleeping only three hours a day. It doesn't seem to have much to do with BI, right?" He raised his head, "Mr. Mu, why don't you ask that person why he made me leave my original family! I didn't beg him—"
"Kinsley, stop..." Mu Qingyan felt something was wrong.
"Why did you stop?" The man straightened up suddenly, his smile strange and inexplicable. "Yanyan, you ask me this because you suspect that I'm in cahoots with Lawrence Bedford? Maybe I've done a lot of shameful things behind everyone's backs, right?"
“…Chen Yin…Okay, okay, stop talking…”
Mu Qingyan was a little confused and suddenly didn't know what to do.
It was obvious that because of her hesitation, Kinsley fell deeper and deeper into a dark mood, and his breathing became disordered.
“And… and…” He waved his hands wildly, “You said… uncle… to uncle… you know him… you know… I cough cough cough cough—”
Kinsley coughed as if his throat was blocked, and his originally upright body suddenly became hunched.
This scene reached the depths of his mind, and his stiff limbs seemed to have finally regained their functions. Mu Qingyan struggled to take a few steps forward and supported the man's shaky body.
"Kinskey... stop... it's my fault... I shouldn't have said that to you..."
"I...Yan...cough cough cough——"
"Shh... don't talk... I'm here..."
His forehead rested weakly on the crook of her neck. Mu Qingyan held him and slowly sat down. The unstoppable trembling of the man in her arms brought her series of negative emotions to a climax to the the night.
I couldn't help but call out that familiar name:
"Xiao Yin, I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I know it clearly... Can you calm down and stop being like this..."
She patted his back gently to comfort him, and suddenly remembered that a similar scene seemed to have happened on the overgrown carousel many years ago.
The thin little boy accidentally fell down during the pushing and shoving, and cried for the little girl waiting beside him for comfort.
Mu Qingyan suddenly thought, whether the brother and sister who had undergone organ transplantation had also had such fun playing in the amusement park countless times.
It should have been a peaceful and happy life, so why did it end up like this?
——So, I absolutely cannot let it go...
She kept calling that name.
I don't know what sound finally broke the nightmare. Kinsley shook violently and finally calmed down slowly.
"Yanyan, I'm sorry..."
He apologized in a very low voice, a little hoarse.
Mu Qingyan put the coat on the original owner and hugged him tighter.
She wanted to say, "Don't apologize to me all the time. It's obviously her fault for not being clear-headed and too suspicious. She started attacking everyone indiscriminately. She should apologize."
But as soon as he opened his mouth, tears started to flow.
She hadn't cried for a long time.
Of course, she couldn't let Kinsley know she was crying.
Coincidentally, when she was adjusting her state, an elegant and distorted voice suddenly sounded:
"Yan, I'm here to take you home."
…
Mu Qingyan knew that this day would always come.
But she never thought it would happen so soon and under such circumstances.
Even though the clothes were completely different and Kins was still wearing a mask when he left the laboratory, his replica height and build, as well as the unparalleled upper half of his face, already said a lot.
"Yan, your friends have been waiting for you for a long time. I saw that you haven't come back yet, so I was a little worried..."
"Ah, I...I'll be quick...you go first--"
"Yanyan, who is he? This...what's going on..."
Kinsley pointed almost in horror at the "person" in front of him who seemed to be exactly like him.
"Hello, I'm Yan's...robot butler. You can call me K-127. It's getting late, sir. If you don't have anything else to do, Yan should be resting."
Seeing that the "thing" was about to pull Mu Qingyan's hand, Kinsley was stimulated by something and punched it.
"Don't touch her!"
□□ collided with the soft metal, making a dull sound.
It goes without saying who was hurt.
"Kinsley! Let me see your hand... Does it hurt... Calm down and listen to me--" Mu Qingyan hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed him.
But after a series of stimulations tonight, someone obviously couldn't listen anymore.
After breaking free with a clever move, Kinsley pounced on him with the flexibility and physical strength gained from years of dance training. The opponent seemed unable to dodge and his arms were immediately clamped and twisted behind his back. The former took the opportunity to press him down on a pile of scrap metal.
"Looks like me, doesn't it? Do you think you can do whatever you want? Who the hell are you to dare to touch Yanyan?"
"Kinsley, stop it!"
"Yan, don't come over here——"
"Shut up and don't call her!" Kinsley increased his pressure. "You just like playing tricks like this, don't you? Well, I want to see who can beat the other. Do you think my good uncle will be sad because he has one less toy after I tear you apart?"
He looked around and finally found a rusty iron rod beside him.
So, it was natural for me to take it in my hand.
Seeing the abnormal mania and pain in Kinsley's eyes, as well as the sudden name, Mu Qingyan finally felt a sense of disobedience. She shouted to the other person:
"Kins stand up, you can't let him hurt you!"
"Yan me..."
"You want to stand up? Dream on! I warn you, you'd better shut up, otherwise I-"
"Yan, step back—"
"How dare you speak!!! Bastard——"
"Kinsley, stop it! Stop it!"
"Go to hell—"
“Kins——”
A dull sound.
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