When Xie Weishi woke up, the sky had just dawned, and the dawn of the morning was like a pale blue elf piercing through the gap in the curtains, and fell gently on the bed.

The temperature difference between day and night in Yanshi is large, and he feels a little cold. When he looked down, he found that most of Fang Chi's body was lying on top of him, and his right ear was close to his heart. She was covered with a thin blanket, and her long black hair ran across his chest like seawater.

He pulled the blanket and held her in his arms. She was still asleep, one hand still curled up, hidden in his armpit, like a cat. Her body was so smooth, warm and soft, it fit perfectly with his.

He read Bible stories when he was very young. Most of those stories have been forgotten, and the most impressive one is the man who slept by the wheat stack, and when he woke up in the morning, he found that the girl he liked had come to him in the middle of the night and slept in his blanket.

He didn't quite remember what kind of story it was, and it had nothing to do with lust. It's just that when he woke up in the morning, the warmth and softness of snuggling up to each other made him remember it to this day.

He is not a very desirable person. He was accustomed to restraint and quietness. Since childhood, he has been exposed to corpses soaked in formalin. During that time, in order to outperform his father, he was obsessed with human anatomy and surgical practice to the point of madness. Seeing a living person, he could automatically see through his blood vessels, nervous system, and all the muscle structures, and he once felt that he had mastered four-dimensional vision.

This experience made him have no special reverie about women's bodies, and the only thing that could move him in the middle of the night was the occasional recall, the cold farmside, the mutual snuggling of lovers in the blanket.

I had several opportunities with Lin Xu, but in the end he ended up without a problem because he felt "strange". He didn't know if it was because he trained his heart too "quietly" in order to practice surgery back then. He felt slow to see everything, like water flowing slowly, like green leaves slowly stretching, seeing Lin Xu finish taking off his clothes, he felt as if the impulse in his heart had passed a century, and all that was left was a human body waiting to be dissected.

Everything is probably because his feelings come too slowly. Later, when I read Freud, he felt that this was probably due to the lack of family companionship in his childhood, but this is something that cannot be traced back and changed.

His feelings are like a glass of water, and he doesn't know how long it will take to sit for something to precipitate. When a person lives in silence for a long time, he will also have the illusion that he and the world are two beings of different densities. The world didn't need him in the first place, and he didn't live without this world.

The same is true of the other party's late feelings.

The first time he saw her in the Cold Spring Cemetery, and then met again and again by chance, he didn't feel anything. Her interest in her began on the night she rescued Ding Feifei. She stood strangely and abruptly in the café, waiting for him for five minutes, and he stood behind her for five minutes to see how she would react. She was later seen in an abandoned factory, lying unconscious on the dirty ground, her skin pale and bloodless, like a corpse.

At that time, he suddenly had a bizarre idea that she was the same as him, and her density was different from the world. If she had slept beside him, she would have been extremely quiet.

This strange feeling was like a maggot on the tarsal bones, lingering in his mind that made it difficult for him to part. It was this feeling that drove him to approach Fang Chi and bring such a cold person into his life as peaceful as the deep sea.

It turned out that he was right. It's just that when he looks at the person who is sleeping on him now, his slender pale face, dark red lips, where is the cold, it is clearly the dead fire under the ice.

He turned sideways and slowly laid Fang Chi flat on the bed. As soon as her ears left his chest, her eyebrows furrowed. He bowed his head and kissed the tooth marks on her beautiful shoulders, his slender fingers into her long hair, his thumb caressing the contours of her face.

It's different, right?

It was completely different from the photo he saw at the Cold Spring Cemetery. Who will appear at their own funeral.

He furrowed his eyebrows, hoping that his associations were just too grotesque. But his fingers touched the long scar behind her ear, twisted like a centipede.

The bloody thing flashed in front of me again.

- The positioning device implanted in my body by the Nerve Rose.

- I got rid of those two people and dug them out of my body.

It doesn't make sense.

Even confirmation doesn't make any sense.

He looked at the clock at the bedside, five forty-three. It was still early, and he closed his eyes and wanted to sleep for another two hours.

However, five minutes later, he opened his eyes and sat up silently. After a moment, he quietly got out of bed and walked to the next room.

In the next room, there is another computer, virtual reality equipment, and various electronic gadgets.

He turned on the computer and clicked on a program from the hidden area of the hard drive.

In the program interface, there is a two-dimensional coordinate plane, and the time below the coordinates changes rapidly, and with the passage of time, the black dots on the coordinate plane continue to appear and move, forming a clear movement trajectory.

There are several spots where the black spots are particularly dense, and then, more and more black spots fall in the same place, forming a pitch-black patch that is getting darker and darker.

The clock finally stopped at 16 minutes and 23 seconds.

That's exactly how long he spent taking a shower last night.

Xie Weishi quietly looked at the two-dimensional coordinate map, and after a while, he imported a photo—it was a photo of the wall in his home.

The coordinates were automatically calibrated with the photo and finally fixed.

Xie Weishi circled the black spots with blue lines, circled the black spots with red lines, and then removed the layer of black dots.

Among the blue circles, the largest is ither, followed by him, Guest, and others such as sin, Creeper, and eyebrow ruler.

And in the big red circle, there is all the information of a hacker, as well as the picture of Avatar -

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Xie Weishi's fingers slowly fell from the mouse.

Last night, he put an eyeball tracker on that wall. This instrument tracks where the user's gaze is focused and is typically used by software developers to test the user experience of a product.

The results speak for themselves.

……

When Fang Chi woke up, Xie Weishi was no longer around. When I went out, I heard the sound of the gas stove in the kitchen, and I knew that Xie Weishi had gone to prepare breakfast. She thought to herself that it was too early, but she still went to the bathroom to wash up.

When she reached the kitchen door, she smelled a burning smell, and hurried over to turn off the fire, only to see that the two eggs in the pot were almost charred.

"Xie Weishi, what's wrong with you?"

Xie Weishi came back to his senses for a moment, saw the two black eggs that Fang Chi threw into the trash, and said in a daze: "I'll make two more." ”

Fang Chi glanced at him and said, "I'll come." ”

She hadn't taken α inhibitors, and all of her senses were unusually sensitive. The sound of the fire and the dazzling light of the fire made her very uncomfortable, and her arms trembled as she held the frying pan. She gritted her teeth, trying to prove that she could do such a simple thing. However, when she went to turn the eggs with a wooden spatula, she could not turn them over safely anyway. I was impatient in my heart, and sweat was dripping down.

Xie Weishi suddenly snatched the spatula in her hand and turned over the two slices of fried eggs.

The omelette was sizzling in the pot, Fang Chi's heart palpitated so badly, Xie Weishi turned off the fire, suddenly hugged her to his chest from behind her, and said, "Will you be Mrs. Xie in the future?" ”

Fang Chi thought he had heard something wrong and said, "Xie Weishi, haven't you woken up yet?" ”

"I'm sober."

"That's what I heard wrong." Saying that, she went to break Xie Weishi's hand and wanted to walk away.

"You heard it right."

Fang Chi was silent for a moment, and suddenly laughed: "Xie Weishi, you must be crazy." She raised her hand flatly, her palms trembling visibly.

"You want such a 'Mrs. Xie'?"

"You may have a too narrow understanding of 'wife'." Xie Weishi said lightly behind her, "My 'Mrs. Xie' doesn't need to be as beautiful as a flower, she doesn't need to go up to the hall and down to the kitchen, and she doesn't need to have children and be a good wife and mother." I just need her to be by my side for the rest of my life, put her ear to my heart when I sleep, and kick off my quilt to wake me up in the middle of the night. Her long hair can often be seen in the bathroom, and her undried clothes are always hanging on the balcony. She would sit at my desk in the middle of the night and drink all my private wine, and sneak through my stuff to see what I had done that day......"

"I didn't-" Fang Chi didn't want to listen any more, and suddenly he didn't even want to look back at Xie Weishi's appearance. She was afraid that she would lose her temper, so she broke free of Xie Weishi's hands with all her might. At this time, Xie Weishi's mobile phone on the cooking table suddenly "ticked", and a news message was pushed out-

"Yesterday afternoon, an explosion suddenly occurred in an apartment in the city's 'Fengqiao Yebo' community, but fortunately there were no casualties......"

Fang Chi stopped suddenly.

The air in the kitchen seemed to freeze.

"The house is gone."

The person behind him suddenly said lightly.

"So you came here because you were homeless."

Fang Chi suddenly realized that he was talking about the agreement they had made. Shi Zhengrong must be banging the table now, because the stupid reporter pointed out that "there were no casualties". Ither's hunt for her would never end, and Xie Weishi—he didn't seem to realize that her presence would be dangerous to him. And he was heard saying,

"It's okay, I only care about the people in the house. Since you're here—"

"That's Mrs. Xie."

-- Volume 2 - Rose Chapter · End -