Silent......

This was the case from the moment I entered the room, and I stood with my back to the door, squinting slightly at the team leader who was operating the three virtual screens at the workbench, clenched into fists.

More than an hour passed like this, neither of us spoke, but the atmosphere between the two sides became more and more stagnant, and as he moved faster and faster, time became slower and slower.

Finally, I didn't want to stay here for even a second, turned around, and the door opened.

"Stop." Sensing my move, he paused with his hand, but didn't stop.

"......" Why did I listen to him with such an attitude, I stepped out step by step, and the pace was steady and resolute.

"I'll let you stop!" However, just as I was about to lift it on my hind feet, he slapped the virtual screen directly on the workbench with one palm, and at the same time exuded a strong momentum on his body, which made it difficult for me to even take a step forward.

"What do you want?" I didn't look back, and asked in a low and hoarse voice.

"......" stopped talking again, I hated him for being in this state, every time I met him, he was always buried in his own business, ignoring me. Not only him, but also his mother, a family like ours is completely twisted, and the three have no communication with each other at all, and they are strangers.

"Tell me, I once asked you what the abnormality in my body was, didn't you all say you didn't know?" My tone didn't fluctuate, not that I didn't want to, but I really didn't know how to control the way I spoke now, "What else, say it, you and I don't have to be so clubbed after speaking at once, and I will have one less reason to disturb you in the future, right?" ”

“……”

I really hated him, the kind of hatred that overflowed my chest, and it made my heart panic. In the end, I left, and he only uttered two "syllables" from beginning to end, which I hated.

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When I came out of the team leader's office, I leaned against the wall next to me, sorting out some of my chaotic thoughts. I can't understand why I always have a sense of closeness and inexplicable hope in my heart, and every time that kind of torture between longing and hitting a wall always hurts me deeply.

Why?!

Blood is thicker than water? No, I never believed in such nonsense, my gut told me that the answer I was looking for was in the lost past, but why did every question eventually turn into this damn memory, and the irritability rose, and I slammed the metal wall into it, only to hear it make a muffled sound, and then nothing else reflected.

What a mysterious institution; The strength behind the mystery, the exaggerated geographical distribution, the superb level of science and technology, and my father, the team leader-

"Click, click, click......" A series of crisp knocks on the floor were particularly clear in the silent hallway, and I looked up to see another person who had made me mentally unbalanced.

A beautiful woman, with a gentle air on her body and a warm smile on her face all the time, everyone who saw her had to be deeply impressed by her temperament - she was my mother, a person who would have allowed me to enjoy the warmth that people call her, originally!

"You-Jean feels familiar." She looked at me in bewilderment, stared at me carefully with a pair of beautiful eyes, and then said a word and stabbed me in the heart, and my breath stopped for a moment, and then resumed, in fact, I should have gotten used to it, her spirit was very strange, and she always forgot me and my father, as if we were a burden in her heart.

I took a deep breath before I responded, "No, you should have recognized the wrong person, is there anything wrong?" I asked her politely, not intending to delve into this, and I didn't want to delve into it any further.

"That's right, the team leader has compiled some information for you that you can know so far, considering that your secondary brain has not been activated yet, I can only pass the information into the information board and hand it to you." As she spoke, she pulled out a similar information board and handed it to me, giving me a friendly smile.

My heart throbbed once more, and an unnatural smile appeared on my face, and I politely thanked me and turned away, a place I didn't want to stay in for a moment, and the more I stayed the more my heart fluctuated.

I quickly walked out of here to the previous entrance, and left the place alone in the teleportation pod, and along the way I took the opportunity to read some basic introductions to the Adepts and some more detailed things, and finally put them aside and left them alone. This information contains some applications for mental blessings and spiritual guidance, although it is still not much, but it is enough.

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Out of the city hall, I wandered on the road alone, the whole person seemed a little sluggish and low, somehow, I remembered the past four years, my childhood was broken, full of loneliness and sadness.

In the first two years I remember, I was always waiting, waiting for someone to talk to me, waiting for my parents to look at me squarely, instead of always immersing myself in my own world and ignoring my own son; I'm always looking for a friend with whom I can communicate well, a playmate who can help me dispel loneliness, but no, because everyone will gradually forget my existence, and some even have no impression at all. I was tired of being alone at home waiting for the two who rarely came home, and I was tired of being with "strangers" again and again, and I was so tired of being a person, so I gradually went from yearning for excitement to rejecting excitement. Obviously, there are many words and things in my heart, but no one can make me open my heart to share, and I learned from the book that a person like me had an extremely failed childhood.

I've always been envious, envious of everyone I see, who always have a happy smile on my face when I meet a friend, but I can never do it. Until one day, I met my first friend, a special friend, Ling Bing Treading Snow, that is, Bing'er. She was the first "person" who could resist my consciousness and the only friend I had so far.

For the last two years of my memory, I was always hesitating because of hatred and sadness. I struggled with it every night, but I couldn't remember anything, just a vague blood, fear, hatred, and sadness that subconsciously tormented me over and over again. I was scared, so I told my parents about it once, hoping to get their help, but I was disappointed that none of them could give me even the slightest comfort, and you had nothing to say but "know what I'm talking about?" No, I still remember my father's words vividly:

"Don't look for me in the future for this kind of messy little thing!"

Finally, I despaired, I knew that there was nothing in this world that belonged to me, and I had nothing to do with beauty. And then I met a second friend, no, not a second one, because he was me, a self I didn't know, and we didn't get along well.

These are the two two years I remember, a bad past, a hopeless future. Sometimes I even wonder why my life is so painful. And what is there in this world that I am worthy of nostalgia? Bing'er, or ...... Those two?

Hell, I can't understand why such parents still make me have a subconscious closeness in my heart.

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"Is he gone?" On the workbench, the man is still operating, but the speed is so fast that it is not visible to the naked eye, and this action is more like nonsense than work.

But he just didn't stop.

The extremely beautiful woman who came in sobbed, then looked away, "Yes, he hates us even more now." ”

As soon as this sentence came out, his hand froze, and he tried hard to click on the option on the screen but couldn't do it anymore, he gave up in despair, turned his back to the door and was silent for a long time before he spoke: "I'm sorry for you, and I'm even more sorry for him." ”