People are in Xingtie, and I am their dead white moonlight?

Just like an innocent child.

But what about children? Children also need to take medicine!

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo reached behind Heita, made her sit up with a little force, and then handed the medicine to her mouth.

"Take the medicine first and then rest, otherwise you won't be able to sleep well."

"Um..."

Heita nodded cutely, then just opened her mouth slightly and didn't make any further movements, as if she wanted Jiang Mo to feed her personally.

As for this situation, Jiang Mo curled his lips helplessly, and then fed the pills into Heita's mouth one by one, and then -

I don’t know if it was because of the cold that made Heita’s little brain a little slow to react, or because she regarded Jiang Mo’s index finger as part of the medicine, but she just... held Jiang Mo’s index finger in her mouth.

Chapter 17 Good night, my kind

Looking at the black tower in front of him with blurred eyes, slightly red face, and inexplicably holding his index finger, Jiang Mo's pupils trembled and he felt a little overwhelmed for a moment.

Oh, Akivali, there's no mention in the character file that Black Tower would have such a contrast when he was sick!

It's cute, but why is there such a weird plot?!

Is this what you expected, Aha?

Feeling the slight warmth from the index finger, even Jiang Mo couldn't bear it no matter how thick his skin was.

"Ahem... Black Tower? Could you... relax a little?"

"Well?"

Hearing Jiang Mo's words, Heita first tilted his head and made a somewhat puzzled sound. After his brain reacted briefly, he gently opened his mouth and released Jiang Mo's index finger.

"Why does Heita seem to be as dazed as if he's drunk? Could it be that he's been so repressed that his mind is blurry and he's letting himself go?"

Jiang Mo guessed this as he brought the warm water to Heita's mouth.

Heita pursed her lips and took the warm water Jiang Mo handed to her like a well-behaved child, drinking it in small sips.

Looking at Heita who was behaving like a child, Jiang Mo finally realized that Heita was just an eleven-year-old girl, not as mature as her intelligence would suggest.

But this is not bad. The occasional loss of control makes Jiang Mo feel that Black Tower is like a person, rather than an unattainable "genius" sitting on the throne of "intellect".

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo smiled gently, as if he saw the possibility of his mission's success from the black tower's loss of control this time, and seemed to have thought of something else.

He gently ruffled Heita's soft brown hair, then took the glass from her hand and said softly:

"I'll help you with some of the upcoming calculation tests. Don't worry, just rest well."

Hearing Jiang Mo's words, Heita reacted for a while, then nodded his head heavily, and then leaned back without hesitation and lay back down.

"Uh... I feel like I've really turned into a child..."

The corners of Jiang Mo's mouth twitched slightly, and then she moved as quietly as possible away from Heita's bed, and sat back down at Heita's desk, continuing her calculations with the draft paper she hadn't finished.

......

By the time Heita woke up, it was already late at night.

She slowly opened her eyes, feeling the softness around her, and a look of surprise appeared on her tender little face.

'I'm... in bed?'

"Shouldn't I be lying on the table? Why am I lying on the bed?"

While thinking about this, Heita managed to sit up with some difficulty. She subconsciously looked at the only source of light in the darkness - the desk lamp in front of her desk.

She not only saw the lamp, but also the familiar back of the only person who had ever hugged her.

"So...it's him..."

The astonishment on Heita's face gradually faded, and he finally returned to calm.

She should have thought that he was the only one in the entire mansion who could enter and leave his room freely, and he was the only one who could put her in bed.

but...

"Why didn't he go back to his room?"

Heita tilted his head, then carefully got out of bed and walked slowly to Jiang Mo's side, wanting to see what he was doing at his desk.

Among the pile of mathematical symbols, she immediately saw the piece of draft paper with words written on it that Jiang Mo was holding in his hand.

She used a little force to pull out the draft paper, and then began to look at it carefully.

"Traditional mathematical analysis models simply can't figure out what the final parameter is. No matter how many times you try, there's no solution."

"This isn't a problem with calculations or models; it's the limitations of traditional mathematical analysis. We need to find a new way of thinking..."

"But... which direction should we go in?"

The text below is either intermittent or completely blacked out by him, as if he had made a plan and then rejected it.

Seeing this, Heita bit his lower lip lightly, as if thinking about something.

"Why would he go to such lengths? This is clearly my research..."

"Could it be that... the decision he's making now is also the result of an 'irrational variable'?"

Night is the time when humans like to daydream the most, even geniuses like Black Tower are no exception.

After all, she has not yet become an envoy, she is just a little girl with extraordinary intelligence.

One after another, "questions" popped up in Heita's mind like mushrooms after rain, but she couldn't answer them one by one, and could only give them a very general answer.

—Because he is my kind, because he promised to support me, so...he will be here.

It seemed that even Heita himself did not notice that his icy face, which seemed to always have no expression, actually had a slight smile at this moment.

Although this smile was not obvious, with only a slight arc that was barely noticeable, but... compared to her previous self who always had a cold face, it was already a very bright smile.

It's a pity that such a smile appeared in the middle of the night, and the only person who was qualified to see her... was still asleep.

After a long silence, Heita turned his head slightly and looked at the purple blanket placed in the corner - that was the warming measure he used to take a short break between long study sessions.

But...this thing has not been used since Jiang Mo came.

By the time Heita came to her senses, she had already draped the purple blanket over Jiang Mo. She herself didn't even know why her body moved on its own.

But when she looked at Jiang Mo, who was wrapped in a blanket and sleeping in front of the desk... she suddenly felt her heartbeat become a little faster.

It was that familiar feeling again, the familiar yet strange heart palpitations.

She didn't know why, but she knew it was because of Jiang Mo's existence.

"Perhaps... this is the resonance between the same kind?"

As she thought this, she slowly returned to her bed, but her crimson eyes never left Jiang Mo for a moment.

It was not until the discomfort brought by the cold and sleepiness surged into her heart that she slowly closed her eyes.

And the last thought that came to her mind before her consciousness fell into a peaceful darkness was

—Good night, my kind.

Chapter 18 Ruan Mei's Visit

Looking at himself sleeping peacefully on the screen, Heita's face showed some thought.

"Do you become so fragile when you're sick? How come I don't even remember that?"

"But... come to think of it, when was the last time I was sick? I think it was around the time I cracked the solitary wave algorithm?"

Heita frowned slightly, as if he was a little unclear about his already blurred memory.

Even though she has now broken through the boundaries of time and space, she still cannot stop the memories of the past from fading away bit by bit under the erosion of time.

Just like when she was thinking back to the time when she cracked the solitary wave algorithm as a child, she could only remember two details:

The first was that I fell ill once during that period, but I don’t remember the exact time, what disease I had, who took care of me at the bedside...these details are not very clear.

The second was the shocked expression he saw on the old face of Pativia, the originator of the "Solitary Wave Algorithm", when he handed over the complete problem-solving process to that person.

Thinking of this, Heita shook his head helplessly, then took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Ester.

"Black Tower": Ester, please bring the magical item that Yiting made for me to my office. It will be useful.

After sending this message, Heita casually threw his phone aside, and then walked briskly to Jiang Mo, whose consciousness had already entered the simulated universe.

Looking at this rather pleasing face, a question involuntarily emerged in Heita's mind:

"This guy is quite interesting. He's made so many dolls of me, but he doesn't have any idea about me as a child?"

But soon, Heita smiled and shook his head, "But it's true. If you can have any thoughts about me at this age... then I'm afraid you are no longer a normal person."

"I wonder if he'll still be able to remain so calm when he sees me as a teenager."

Thinking of this, the corners of Heita's mouth rose slightly, as if he was completely confident about his appearance.

"No wonder Ahab chose you. For Him, watching a decent guy do one undecent thing after another is part of the fun."

Heita said as he looked towards a corner of the office, "Isn't that right, Aha?"

"Ahahahaha, yes, yes~ It seems you really understand what "joy" is~"

As a sharp laugh rang out in the office, a slight spatial distortion appeared in the corner that the black tower was looking at.

After a rather violent fluctuation of imaginary energy, the mask that Black Tower had thrown to the end of time and space appeared in the office again.

"So how about you become the Masked Fool, and then I can take you to the tavern with him~?"

Looking at the mask that had returned, Heita's face didn't show the slightest bit of surprise. Instead, he smiled at Aha and whispered a word:

"roll."

She didn't expect to be able to completely trap Aha with the simple cage of time and space. All she needed was some time to calm down and think.

But this time...Aha didn't follow the previous script, with a sullen face and then said something like "Aha is so embarrassed".

On the contrary, this time, the corners of the clown mask's mouth rose wildly, eventually forming an unprecedented weird smile.

"Ahahahahaha, interesting, really interesting, did you guess it? You actually guessed it, right?"

"I really don't know what expression you'll have when this is all over. Will it be horror? Helplessness? Anger? Or... fanaticism?"

"But no matter which expression it is, it's what Aha wants to see, and it's the fun Aha likes to see the most!"

Looking at the clown mask in front of him that was laughing crazily, Heita frowned at first, then suddenly realized something, chuckled and shook his head.

"Isn't it a bit too early to talk about this now? How does that saying go... Oh yeah, popping champagne at halftime is not a good habit. Don't wait until the end and end and become the fun yourself."

Heita tilted his head slightly and looked at the office door with a confident smile on his face.

"Once that strange object that records all my childhood memories is delivered here, it will become clear whether you are the one watching the fun or you become the fun yourself."

After hearing Heita's words, the crazy laughter stopped for a moment, but soon, another burst of even crazier and more shrill laughter broke out.

"Ahahahaha, joy! It's truly so joyful! The Joyful Star God is a part of joy! Being able to be a part of joy is the greatest joy! The greatest 'joy'!"

"Hmph...then let's wait and see."

After saying that, Heita turned his head slightly and focused his gaze back on the screen in front of him, waiting for the final outcome.

......

And when Heita sent a message to Ester...Ester herself was receiving an unexpected guest.

Looking at the woman in front of her who was wearing a Xianzhou cheongsam and had a cool and elegant expression, Ester bowed respectfully.

"Welcome to the Black Tower Space Station, Ms. Ruan Mei. Please forgive us for the hasty preparations."

Looking at the girl with long rose-red hair in front of her, Ruan Mei smiled politely.

"No need to apologize, Miss Estelle. My visit was too abrupt, and I should be the one to apologize. I hope our arrival hasn't affected your normal work rhythm."

Having said that, Ruan Mei paused for a moment, and then asked directly:

"Ms. Ester, is Ms. Heita in the space station now? I have something I want to discuss with her in person."

"Okay! Ms. Heita is in her office right now. She just asked me to bring her a strange object. Maybe she wants to use it for some experiment..."

Estelle nodded quickly, then continued to speak to the "genius" in front of her: