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As soon as Wen Zhuo finished speaking, Wei Ling opened his eyes wide and looked at him.

What did Wen Zhuo say just now?

Wei Ling felt that when he woke up, how did the world change?Wen Zhuo was no longer the Wen Zhuo in his memory.

He remembered that when Wenzhuo refused his father's greedy and crazy demands, the sentence he dropped was "Even if I keep a dog, I won't keep you".

Wei Ling wondered if he should be moved?The dog status he achieved in Wen Zhuo's heart?

"Leave me alone...I need time to accept the fact that I'm paralyzed..."

In fact, it is the fact that you may have to be raised by you for the rest of your life.

Wen Zhuo slowly changed his sitting position, and said, "You are not paralyzed, it's just that after a long period of extreme freezing, your nerves are temporarily unable to adjust your limbs."

Wei Lingguang's eyes lit up instantly when he heard the words before, and he looked at Wen Zhuo scorchingly: "What did you say? I'm not paralyzed? I'm really not paralyzed?"

Sure enough!Just look at his premonition!

"Well, after a period of recuperation and professional rehabilitation training, you can live a normal life."

"Really?"

Wei Ling really wanted to give Wen Zhuo a big bear hug, but he couldn't move.

"I really want to give you a big hug!" Wei Ling smiled childishly in his eyes.

He's smiling, and he'd be dancing if he could move.

He is not paralyzed!Stay in the hospital well, exercise well and you'll be fine!

"Really?" Wen Zhuo turned his face sideways.

In an instant, the aura that was so strong that it seemed to occupy Wei Ling's everything spread.

"Huh? What really?"

"You said you wanted to give me a big hug, is it true, or is it just talking?"

"Of course...it's true..."

Before Wei Ling finished speaking, Wen Zhuo stretched out his hand, and suddenly picked Wei Ling up. The speed was too fast and the strength was too strong. Wei Ling's neck was thrown back, and Wen Zhuo pulled him into his arms.

Those arms tightly encircled Wei Ling, Wei Ling's side face was pressed against Wen Zhuo's chest, his name tag was stuck on Wei Ling's cheek, and Wei Ling's bones were strangled until they rattled.

Wen Zhuo's breath enveloped Wei Ling without warning, it was a cold but heavy smell, Wei Ling heard Wen Zhuo's strong heartbeat as he rose and fell in his chest.

"Wen Zhuo?"

Wei Ling's mind was at a loss.

In his impression, Wen Zhuo would never be able to embrace anything, no matter people or things.

He would rather put all his energy on experiments and data than share a little affection with other people, even his only blood relative other than his father, his mother.

Wei Ling remembered that Wen Zhuo's mother came to the school to see him twice, each time with tears in her eyes.

She cowardly begged Wen Zhuo to take out the scholarship, begged him not to study and go out to earn money, every time Wen Zhuo's face was expressionless,

He stood not far from his mother, and never reached out to comfort her.

Mother's tears have nothing to do with Wen Zhuo.

But at this time, he hugged Wei Ling tightly.

Wei Ling closed his eyes. During the time he lost and missed, something must have happened to make Wen Zhuo such a huge change.

Wen Zhuo's embrace became tighter and tighter, Wei Ling was almost out of breath, but he didn't feel scared anymore.

Because only those who really care about themselves will be so nervous.

The desire to survive still made it difficult for Wei Ling to open his mouth.

"That... Wen Zhuo... give me some relief..."

The embrace that was enough to strangle people slowly loosened, and Wen Zhuo supported his back, and put him back on the pillow.

"Can you tell me what happened over the years?"

Wei Ling lay on the pillow, he was finally freed from the crisis of dying, and he exhaled like the rest of his life after a catastrophe.

"This year is 20XX." Wen Zhuo didn't sit back in his chair, but sat sideways beside Wei Ling's bed, bowing his head and saying.

Wei Ling's heart trembled.

So...it's not eight years like others said, it's 18 years later?

"Wen Zhuo...you are... 36 now?"

Wei Ling looked at the other party with disbelief.

Wen Zhuo's face showed no signs of age, no aging, no wrinkle.

"Yes."

"I'm also... 36?"

Following Wen Zhuo's slight nod, Wei Ling felt that this was a bigger blow than paralyzing him.

Before he was young and unrestrained, he suddenly became a 36-year-old uncle?

"But your body function should be at the age of 28, which is the year when you were extremely frozen."

"Oh……"

Wei Ling felt comforted.

He is so easy to please.

"Eight years ago, you and I were sent on a mission to the moon. There was a problem with the mission, and you gave me your emergency capsule. I returned to Earth, but you were frozen in the medical cabin. Until three Months ago, we brought your medical pod back to Earth and resuscitated you. But now it seems that you have lost your memory for about ten years."

Wei Ling understood that he had been frozen for eight years. After waking up, his brain must have been frozen. Not only could he not move, but he also lost his memory for about ten years.

Therefore, there is a difference of 18 years between his memory and the current Wen Zhuo.

"Then what have I been doing since I was eighteen to twenty-eight years old?"

"University skipped two grades, then graduate students skipped one grade, then went to Ph.D., entered the research institute, and became a senior researcher. Your physical fitness is very good, and you were selected as a researcher at the moon base, and then accepted a year or so Astronaut training."

Wei Ling sighed a long time: "So these ten years... I have been studying and training."

"Yes."

"What a painful memory that is... Thankfully I forgot..."

Studying hard will kill you!

His goal is to become an e-sports player!Then fall in love with a small Internet celebrity, dump seventeen or eight planes and tanks, and then retire with honor, and live a leisurely life waiting to die.

How can he go to graduate school or doctorate?

This is not in line with Wei Ling's plan for his life path!

"Yes, it's okay if I don't remember... The key is now."

As soon as Wei Ling opened his eyes, what he saw was Wen Zhuo sitting sideways beside him, looking at him with downcast eyes.

It's really unbelievably gentle...

"We go to the moon... for research?"

"I'll tell you when you're well."

"Is it because...that's a secret?"

"Yeah." Wen Zhuo lowered his eyebrows and nodded.

Wei Ling fell silent.

He knew that this research definitely had a big problem.Because they have never had the noble sentiments of self-sacrifice and others, they all said that they gave up the rescue cabin to Wen Zhuo, which means that under the circumstances at that time, only Wen Zhuo survived to solve that major event.

But if Wen Zhuo didn't want to say it, or couldn't say it, even if he pried his teeth open, this guy would bite him to death.

Don't worry, there will be a long time to come.

"Pinch me. I feel like I'm dreaming."

How could Wen Zhuo be so patient with himself?Is it out of guilt?

Living in the same dormitory before, this guy said no more than three sentences to himself every day, and each sentence did not exceed ten words.

Asked "Have you finished your thesis", the other party replied him with only a cold word "Yeah".

Now standing by his bedside, pouring tea and water, helping to read the pathology report, and going through various procedures, it is not only unscientific, but fantasy!

"This is not a dream."

Wen Zhuo raised his hand, Wei Ling thought that this guy really wanted to pinch himself!

He even frowned, but he didn't expect that Wen Zhuo's fingertips would slowly slide into his hair and comb it lightly.

Wei Ling felt his scalp feel comfortable for a while, and wondered if Wen Zhuo had pressed some acupuncture point on the top of his head.

Wen Zhuo's fingers were about to leave, Wei Ling frowned again, feeling reluctant to let go for no reason.Unexpectedly, Wen Zhuo's fingers combed in again, the strength was just right, it was really comfortable.

Wei Ling's eyebrows slowly stretched out again.

Wen Zhuo's palm gently supported his cheek, and slowly moved to the back of his head, slightly turning his neck.

Wei Ling didn't know how Wen Zhuo's strength was so well controlled, or did he learn nursing before?

Half of his face was directly pressed against Wen Zhuo's forearm, Wei Ling said "hmm" twice, and Wen Zhuo's wrist suddenly froze.

Wei Ling also realized something, and the blood rushed up, and he had no doubt that his face was also red.

What are you "um" "um"!

"Do you think you are smoking a cat? Is my cat good?"

ah!Wei Ling, what the hell are you changing the subject of?It's not natural at all!

Even though he was unprepared to give a speech on stage, he could talk nonsense freestyle, how could he be so stupid in front of Wenzhuo?

"Does your back hurt if you don't talk?" Wen Zhuo was very close to him.

It was so close that Wei Ling felt that he could feel the temperature of the other's skin.

And, it was too close to Wen Zhuo's eyes... Wei Ling seemed to see a light blue fluorescence in his eyes.

Thoughts seemed to flow to other places along with countless slender currents.

The surrounding air gradually became stuffy, and Wei Ling found himself back in the freshman dormitory...

The electricity was cut off that day, and the high temperature was 35 degrees, and the dormitory was like a steamer.

Wei Ling sat on a small stool and fanned himself with the textbooks. If Wen Zhuo hadn't been in the dormitory, fearing to annoy him, Wei Ling would have stripped naked long ago to let the people below get some air.

"Wen Xiaojiu... You are too good! You can sit still at 35 degrees without fans or air conditioners?"

Wen Zhuo's LED desk lamp still had electricity, and he sat peacefully at the small table reading a book, and the white T-shirt he was wearing was not even a trace of sweat.

"The mind is calm and cool." Wen Zhuo threw this sentence.

Wei Ling didn't hold back, and stretched out his hand to press it. He wanted to see if Wen Zhuo was really not sweating.

Who knew that Wen Zhuo suddenly turned sideways and grabbed his wrist, then looked at him.

Wei Ling remembered that the next thing Wen Zhuo wanted to say was "Go out if you can't calm down".

"Where are you hot?" Wen Zhuo's voice was a little hoarse.

"Huh? What?"

No...he remembered that Wenzhuo said that's not what he said!

How is this going?

Wei Ling retreated subconsciously, but the other party clasped his wrist tightly.

The author has something to say: here, Wen Zhuo couldn't control it, because he was teased by Wei Ling's "um", so he used the ability that Angela had used on Wei Ling on the moon.

What Wei Ling remembers is the real world, but what Wen Zhuo is showing him now is the thoughts that Wen Zhuo had in his mind when the power went out that day.

This ability, um, how should I put it... Dreams are reflected in reality?

The next chapter reveals what Wen Zhuo thought back then?