Under everyone's attention, the cigarette butts in the ashtray are wrung off, and Dr. Hawkinson takes Jenica into the secret room alone.

When entering the hallway of the secret room.

Jenica is blindfolded by Dr. Hawkinson, with a black cloth covering all the light.

She remembered that the light was transmitted from the wall to the optic nerve on the eyeball, a layer of white light wrapped in a layer of blue, like a fireball, and like a lotus flower.

Dr. Hawkinson took Jenica's hand and stopped at the door of the research room and removed the black cloth that covered Jenica's face.

They entered the spacious and brightly lit study room, the thin green shutters closed, and the blue crystal-like potion was held in Dr. Hawkinson's hand.

"Pretty looking, isn't it?" Dr. Hawkinson asked Jenica.

"From now on, I'll leave it to you."

"Tell your father that you must develop that drug instead of me."

"Well, thank you, Dr. Hawkinson." Jenica took the potion that had been handed to her, and the stinging sunlight cast from the empty frame of the window that was pulled up and down the blinds made her realize that this was not a dream.

After watching Dr. Hawkinson leave in a sterilized lab coat.

Her pace of catching up stopped.

Feng Ling'er had already packed the potion and was going to send it to her father, Dr. O'Con, by air.

Except for the black brake who stayed inside the house to guard, everyone came to the paved water-red cement stone road outside.

It's time to say goodbye.

The atmosphere was tense and oppressive, and Jenica never expected this moment to come so quickly.

Ten o'clock and seven o'clock.

She followed Danfeng to a spacious parking lot, and Danfeng pointed to the garage and handed her the key.

"The train is fixed?" Jenica asked, surprised.

"Hmm." Dan Feng's heart was beating faster, and he pulled her palm and gestured at her hand.

C、H、E、R、ISH。

“cherish？” Jenica asked rhetorically, his afterglow swept away.

That's right, it's the word "cherish" in English.

Suddenly, a gray sedan stopped in front of Danfeng, and a person came out of it, about fifty years old, wearing a gray duck's cap, with a low-key but noble temperament, looking like a housekeeper.

Jenica watched Dan Feng enter the pitch-black shell of the car with an expressionless face, the trees in the wind standing, the sky full of stars in the daytime, except for one girl who still looked out, her legs standing upright like a pen, her vanilla blonde hair dazzling, they stared at each other until the car door was closed, and the car and the people sitting inside finally drove away from her blurred vision.

The girl reflected in Danfeng's eyes entered the garage.

The train is equipped with a subtle and imperceptible button camera, which is connected wirelessly.

She drove the train out, her clothes soaking wet, and when she looked at the rear mirror, she hurried out of the car, leaving the vague words "Maple Card" on the side, as if it had been crossed by some sharp weapon, stained with delicate mud.

Suddenly, the door in her heart that had been secretly blocked due to physical defects was suddenly pierced.

Yes, C, H, E, R, I, S, H, cherish, infinitely enlarged in her heart.

Four springs and summers have passed in a blink of an eye, vanilla's blonde hair has faded, normal people's brown pupils have been restored, and a heart-shaped word - cherish has been imprinted on the snow-white skin.

Jenica celebrated her nineteenth birthday, but this birthday did not make her feel very happy, but rather a lot of nostalgia for the past.

After graduating from Baicao Academy, after a year of customs clearance, she finally got her wish to enter the research institute, but unfortunately the research institute in front of her with a dilapidated internal structure was not what she wanted at that time.

Everything was different from what she had imagined, and that year, she almost went crazy for the results of her research.

In the competition of thousands of people, she finally squeezed her head to get a place in the top research institute, but she did not expect to fall short, and the ending of the wait was that she unfortunately suffered from severe obsessive-compulsive disorder and anxiety disorder after thousands of experiments.

The top research institute does not need a person who is mentally unsound or even unable to take care of himself to be a researcher, so Jenica was kicked out of the top research institute in the country and came here.

Staring at the dusty windowsill, the cake sent by her father who was casually downgraded and thrown aside, before she knew it, something hot dripped onto her arm, and the heart-shaped text outlined the memory of "cherish" that belonged to that summer.

She had to recall that unforgettable time, about the Irish town, about Danfeng......

"Can you go back, go back to the past?" Jeanica muttered to herself touching the peacock blue "cherish" tattoo and looked up to meet the face of the institute boss.

That face, very serious and terrifying, couldn't help but make her nervous tremble in her thoughts, and hurriedly pulled her around from another virtual world.

In the cold wind, the cake that has not been taken away and forgotten on the windowsill.

Jenica took a step out of her desk and into the dressing room, which was spacious and bright, allowing her heart to beat a little again, and the symptoms of OCD did not worsen.

Feeling so anxious, she changed into leather shoes and took her green cowhide satchel out of the locker.

After brushing her hair from the hot wind on her ears, she knew that a choice awaited her, and that choice was very difficult for her to make.

"Vivien......" Jenica realized that someone was passing by, and she had been silent for a long time.

Thoughts wander and disappear.

She was anxious, never so anxious...... As soon as she thought of the faces in the lab, the faces of the cold instruments, and the oppressive sensations of touching them, feeling the oppression of those people, her nerves tightened and tightened, as if they were about to break.

The stocky Vivien just came to see her, because she didn't look very good in the office.

Vivien, with squinting eyes, asked her with a look of concern.

Vivien gradually walked up to Jenica's side, but Jenica clutched her stomach, looking like she was bloated or had a stomach problem.

"Are you alright?" Vivien pointed with her chubby fingers, sweating profusely on both sides of her tiny nostrils, and Jenica held on and didn't need help.

At the moment when the world was spinning, Jenica suddenly thought a lot.

She has endured it for so long, with the expectations that her father brought her since childhood, to get to where she is today, but so far, she has not been happy.

"I'm sorry, I'm leaving." Jenica walked in front of Vivien, straightened her pole, and pulled the chains of her green purse, and suddenly Vivien's concerned eyes became very dim, revealing a hint of unease.

"That'...... If you have something, call me. Vivien watched Jenica leave, reached out to wipe her sweat, and spit out the few warm words that made Jenica feel very relieved, but they were not enough to keep her.

Jenica herself was puzzled by her choice, and that desperate gesture was inexplicably wrapped in a hint of excitement and pleasure, as if it was about to take her out of this boring and oppressive research environment.

In the past year, she seems to have thought about whether to leave the institute, but the looming thoughts and thoughts are not as strong as they are now.

Jenica slammed open the door to the lab, deciding to go in and take shelter for a while.

"Nineteen years old, by the way, you are nineteen years old, but you have gained a mess in life, and there is less and less light." Almost desperately, Jenica burrowed under the pitch-black lab table, where a staccato sound screeched sharply against her eardrums.

All the curtains were drawn, as if only a wounded and lonely heart was encased.

Then, she started typing a line on her phone, which was addressed to Vivian.

As one of the few people in the institute who has spoken to her, and who has established intimate connections, Vivian deserves to be confided in at a critical moment.

On the transparent display, beating characters appear one by one.

"Did you decide you want to do this?" Vivien texted and found the key to the locker room that Jenica had left behind, as well as the papers, pen and paper, that had been piled up on the desk.

"That's right, I've made a decision, once, this thought has appeared countless times, and now I've decided, don't worry about me."

"......" Vivien didn't know how to admonish Jenica.

All of this is crazy, and in the course of a year, Jenica has never told her that she doesn't like the work of a researcher at the institute!

"Have you really decided?"

"Hmm."

"Think about it?"

Jenica knew what it would cost her to make that choice, and Vivien's words reminded her many times of what would await her when she stepped out of the institute, and it was all very confusing.

This means that all the hard work before is in vain, and she has to start over. In the end, she may not have gotten anything, and it is impossible for her to return to this place.

But Jeannika is determined to break the boat, and if she doesn't cut herself off, she may never take a single step out of this dark research institute.

She turned off her phone, she didn't want Vivian's news to disturb her determination anymore, and soon, she rushed home on a five-centimeter-second rail, at the cost of half a month's salary.

She didn't take the pen in the research room, she wouldn't divulge the secrets there, and if they insisted on suspecting her and arresting her, then she couldn't do anything.

The slowly climbing green patent leather helicopter took her away from the villa.

She packed her luggage and concealed it from her father, saying that this time she had a major mission, which was to go to a secret scientific research base to do experiments for two months.

The father was in a busy state, wearing a lab coat, and did not care about her, only a hurried glance at the forged secret base pass that his daughter piggybacked.

Don't let him be fooled by her so easily.

As always, the old servant brought the packaged honey water, saying that it was for nutrition.

On the way, the helicopter attacked the dense trees, the propellers paddled back and forth, and finally crossed the empty world like a silent pool.

Floating clouds swim.

She followed the direction of the compass needle and drove the helicopter to a lake of no other, slamming her fist against the glass cover to get the birds out of the way.

The speed of the propeller slowed down more and more, and gradually the flame went out.

It seems to be an uninhabited island ahead, but according to those who have visited it before, there is a world of its own, and it is very likely that it even has a complete set of management systems, and there are special people who do their own thing, but even so, the facts of those who are inspected are groundless, and they are only limited to speculation, they have not obtained a pass to actually enter it, and have seen the situation described by themselves with their own eyes.

But even so, Jenica still has one in ten thousand confidence.