afterlife reservation

The next day, under the persuasion of Fang Shuyu and others, Chen Xing'an, who had calmed down, went to Tong Qing to apologize, and patiently explained to Tong Qing why he couldn't let Shi Ji go.A group of people discussed and analyzed in the office for a long time, and Tong Qing did not try to persuade him any more. Originally, what he said yesterday was selfish, but no matter how selfish he was, he would never forget his mission and mission as a national scientific researcher. duty.

Tang Jiuze and Feng Yun had confirmed that Shi Ji was in City B long before they returned to CRA, but City B was Qin Qitian's territory, and he couldn't find anyone, so it was even more impossible for CRA to find anyone.In fact, if it wasn't for the order from above to conduct a secret search, and to not alert the local officials and troops unless necessary, they probably wouldn't have allowed Shi Ji to run rampant for so long. The CRA army has been stationed on the defense line all year round, and their understanding of inland cities is only superficial, and the society is developing and progressing. For a professionally trained person like Shi Ji, there are a thousand ways to crack location tracking. CRA people want to find people in this situation is comparable to finding a needle in a haystack.

Compared with the intense search by the CRA army, Qin Qitian's people have already begun to slack off. They don't think that Shi Ji is still in City B, so the search area has been expanded to several nearby urban areas, while those who stayed in City B's search Naturally, there are not many people.

No matter what others think or plan, Shi Ji's side looks peaceful.

"Hey, Shi Ji, why are you alone? Where are Grandpa and Wen Rong?"

Wearing pajamas, He Linxi yawned, and went downstairs to see Shi Ji standing alone on the balcony, looking at the scenery outside the window.

He felt a little strange, he had lived here for half a month, and he hadn't seen Shi Ji and Wen Rong go out. Compared to borrowing here, he felt more like being imprisoned here.Although this feeling is definitely wrong, He Linxi has no way to explain why he refuses to take a step outside the window even though he yearns for it?

Unless, who are they hiding from?

But who can stay outside the door at any time, just waiting for you to come out?

He Linxi sat on the sofa with some doubts.

When Shi Ji looked back, after half a month of getting along, He Linxi's familiarity gave them a sense of familiarity. He Linxi said that they were already friends.Shi Ji thought about it, this kind of emotion, ordinary people really call it friendship.

It's weird and wonderful, but surprisingly not disgusting.

"Grandpa He is out, Wen Rong is on the rooftop." Shi Ji answered him concisely.

He Linxi thought about it, maybe the seeds brought back a few days ago were handed over to Wen Rong to deal with.

He Linxi lay on the sofa and let out a deep breath: "This holiday has passed so fast, I haven't even slept enough..."

"You're leaving." It was obviously a question, but when it came out of Shi Ji's mouth, it seemed like a statement.

"Well," He Linxi nodded, "I was supposed to be on vacation for a month, but something went wrong at work, so I have to go back to work overtime."

Shi Ji hummed and stopped talking.

He Linxi was also bored, seeing Shi Ji's gaze still on the sycamore tree outside the window, his mind moved.

What a treat...

Shi Ji's eyes suddenly fell on He Linxi, and He Linxi's heart trembled suddenly, looking at Shi Ji, he smiled guiltyly.Did you really speak your mind? . . .

Seeing a peeled orange on the coffee table, he sighed in his heart: "Hey, Shi Ji, I really envy you."

Shi Ji raised his head upon hearing the sound.

"Do you feel that Wen Rong likes you?"

Shi Ji was stunned: "Why?"

He Linxi blinked and sat up: "Don't you feel anything? Wen Rong is very kind to you. This kind of kindness, how to say, is comprehensive, and it has surpassed the kindness between friends."

"..."

What kind of good is better than that of friends?Shi Ji thought about it, Wen Rong was indeed very kind to him, but he was definitely not as kind as He Linxi thought.

"Look, who would care so much for a friend that he would even peel oranges for you, peel apples for you, and put your favorite dishes in front of you even if he didn't eat anything..." The more He Linxi analyzed, the more he felt his thoughts Quite right.

If it were anyone who treated Shi Ji like this, he would agree with He Linxi's statement, but this person happened to be Wen Rong.

Seeing Shi Ji's unwavering appearance, He Linxi's excitement subsided by half: "You didn't react at all?"

"What should I do?" This is a relatively obvious question.

"...Then you don't like Wen Rong at all?"

Shi Ji frowned.Like it?This is a question he has never thought about. He knows that the liking that He Linxi said is definitely not the kind of liking that he often thinks, so what kind of emotion is the liking in his mouth?Will it be deeper than friendship or deeper than pain?

"What kind of relationship can be regarded as liking."

"Ah?" He Linxi was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Shi Ji to ask this question seriously with a straight face.

Is this too straight?

"It's just..." He Linxi suddenly ran out of words.

He wanted to ask, did you want to laugh when you saw Wen Rong, but Shi Ji was indifferent to everyone, let alone smiled; he wanted to ask, did you see Wen Rong's heartbeat, but Just now he said so much that Shi Ji's face didn't have any flaws; he wanted to ask, if you and Wen Rong were separated, would you feel sad and miss him, but looking at them like this, it seems that they have never been separated...

Like and dislike are superficial bonds on which all emotions originate.And these two "people" don't understand.

"Hey, it can only be expressed in words." He Linxi sighed, and Shi Ji might not be able to understand the superficial joy, "However, if there is one person in this world who can always be with you, the person you think of is who?"

Shi Ji didn't hesitate: "Wen Rong."

Wen Rong is the person who has been with Shi Ji the longest besides Qin Yueze and others, but Qin Yueze and others are already dead, only Shi Ji is here.

He Linxi smiled: "Ah, I know how to say it! That is, you are an independent individual, you don't have to rely on everyone, but if you can't do without him, then you like it."

Or, that is an emotion deeper than liking.

Shi Ji was thoughtful.Her heart was pounding regularly, and her calm surface was not as unmoved as He Linxi said.Do you like Wen Rong?I like it as a confidant walking side by side.

He Linxi didn't know what he was thinking. He thought that after some "discussion", Shi Ji and Wen Rong would get along somewhat differently, but there was no change at all.

"Matchmaker" He Linxi was a little frustrated.

But no matter how frustrated it is, it's time to leave.After He Linxi left, Shi Ji and Wen Rong were also planning to leave.

In the evening, Wen Rong walked into Shi Ji's room. Shi Ji just got up, and there were a few white papers on the table, piled up with a string of numbers.

"It's just in time, this entry." Shi Ji handed the paper to Wen Rong.

Wen Rong paused, took it over, and as far as his eyes could see, the data seemed to come alive, like a soul coming out of his body, soaring in the air and then wrapped around Wen Rong's brain like a belt, and finally sank into Wen Rong's head, In it, a living map was finally formed through calculation and deduction.This map looks like it is connected to the monitoring on the road, as long as Wen Rong wants to, he can get the monitoring content at any time.

"Shi Ji, you are amazing!" Wen Rong showed a proud smile.

Shi Ji nodded: "The effect of directly drawing a map is different from that of data manipulation, and there are still many places where you can be used in the future. Wen Rong, you are more powerful than you imagined."

There was a hint of doubt on Wen Rong's face, and when he heard Shi Ji's affirmation, the smile on his face deepened. If he had a heart, he would definitely feel the feeling of a sudden stop there.

"Thank you, I am very happy to be affirmed by Shi Ji."

"Ah."

Shi Ji stared at these eyes and sighed in his heart, Gu Bian is really a scientist worthy of admiration, if he is still alive, then Wen Rong will definitely become a sensational work all over the world.Robots are not uncommon, and there are many capable robots. There are also robots that understand human emotions...but there are no robots that really "live" like Wen Rong.People are afraid to try, they rely on the products of data, but they don't trust the products of data.Artificial intelligence can't and can't have its own thoughts. This is the rule that people have defaulted to since the first robot appeared...

"Shi Ji, let's go, and we will have a chance to see Grandpa He in the future."

"do not know."

Wen Rong saw the emotion in Shi Ji's eyes, and he thought, in fact, Shi Ji was also reluctant.The moon outside the window is getting darker. Today's moon is very round, but it is cold, hiding behind the thin clouds, vaguely, vaguely moving.

Until Shi Ji finished washing, Wen Rong was still sitting in front of the desk, with a pair of slender hands spread out, the pen in the palm of his hand, and a piece of white paper on the desk with handwriting, in regular script.

"What are you doing?" Shi Ji suddenly made Wen Rong pause.

"Ah, I'm learning to write... Your handwriting is beautiful, but I can't write it."

Shi Ji looked at it: "Your handwriting is also beautiful."

Wen Rong glanced at him, a little depressed: "You lied, Shi Ji."

"..." Well, this word is indeed ugly, but it's not that ugly either.Compared with individual handwriting, Wen Rong's characters are more like printed.

When Wen Rong put down his pen, he didn't seem to be in a particularly good mood.

"What do you want to write?"

Wen Rong froze for a moment, looked into Shi Ji's eyes: "Shi Ji, I want to write your name."

Shi Ji lost his mind for a moment, pursed his lips lightly, put the pen into Wen Rong's hand, wrapped Wen Rong's hand with his own, and scratched across the white paper, the words Shi Ji gradually formed a line.A small light flashed in Wen Rong's eyes. He looked at the original regular characters, and they became a little different. They were more imposing, sharper and more beautiful than his own writing.

He looked up at Shi Ji, and there was a small mole on the right side of his Adam's apple, which became more obvious when he got close.

Shi Ji let go of Wen Rong's hand and asked him, "Do you like it?"

Wen Rong nodded, and then did the same thing, pushed Shi Ji to sit in front of the chair, and put the pen in Shi Ji's hand, then held his hand and wrote on the white paper.Shi Ji had never been in such close contact with other people. Wen Rong was taller than him, and bending over behind him at this moment seemed to trap him in a semi-enclosed space. Be vigilant and stiffen.His hand is a normal man's hand, not too small, but Wen Rong's hand can completely cover it.

Shi Ji felt that a string in his head was tense, making him afraid to breathe. While thinking about pushing him away and guarding against him, he was trying to persuade himself that this person was Wen Rong, and Wen Rong would not hurt himself. …

Suddenly, he heard laughter behind him.Only then did he notice that the word Shiji had the word Wen Rong added, and these two characters were "taught" by Wen Rong to write in a style completely different from his own.

Wen Rong...

Shi Ji didn't know what he was thinking, he just stared at those two words in a daze.

"Shiji? What's wrong with you?"

Shi Ji suddenly said: "Nothing."

"Do you not like it?"

Shi Ji was slightly taken aback, do you like it?He Linxi's words came to mind for no reason.

"Although the writing is very strange, I like it very much." Seeing Wen Rong's disappointed look, Shi Ji decided not to hit him.

Sure enough, upon hearing that Shi Ji liked it, Wen Rong laughed.

Wen Rong didn't let Shi Ji go immediately, but held his hand and wrote several times, Wen Rong Shi Ji, Shi Ji Wen Rong...

It seems that if it is written like this, the two will never be separated.