The editor-in-chief said: "You applied for permission to interview the Health Affairs Administration? ”

Ryan screamed in his heart, and said calmly on his face, "What's wrong?" ”

"You're so daring!" The editor-in-chief slapped the table.

After three years of travel, Ryan has not seen such a big fire in this gentle old hair, fortunately, there are only two of them in the office, so he lied: "Last time, I went once, and they said they could interview ......"

"Fart!"

Ryan hadn't heard the editor-in-chief burst into foul language, so he was silent for a moment and said, "Editor-in-chief, I think the principle of matching is what every preferred person wants and should know, isn't this better than a housewife's recipe and a little trick for husband and wife......

"Shut up!"

“……”

Ryan lowered his head and muttered in his heart, obviously he had applied to his direct boss, the deputy editor-in-chief who was the preferred person, but how did it get into his hands.

"Do you think I don't care about your preferred version? Do you think I won't be able to control you if you go to the Preferred Edition? ”

“……”

The editor-in-chief approached Ryan, "Boy, what do you think, how did I become the editor-in-chief?" ”

Ryan glanced at the editor-in-chief, but didn't say anything.

"That's not me, trembling every day, walking on thin ice, staring at every fucking word of the Ark Daily!"

“……”

"I told you a long time ago that some topics can't be touched, never! If it weren't for me, you wouldn't know how many times I'd died, and I'd have been killed by you sooner or later! ”

The editor-in-chief's voice resounded in the room, and everyone on the floor knew that Ryan, who had just been promoted, was listening to the editor-in-chief's office again, and this time it was a record.

The editor-in-chief said: "Don't think that there is anything great about the preferred person, Lao Tzu was also the preferred person back then!" ”

Ryan looked at the editor-in-chief in surprise. The editor-in-chief obviously does not have a ring on his hand, and he now lives in a non-preferred area.

That afternoon, Ryan went to the Preferred Store and bought a box of new coffee at a surprising price and delivered it to the editor-in-chief's office. After disgusted with the taste of coffee and scolded Ryan for trying to interview the Health Affairs Administration, the editor-in-chief said the truth: "This dissolution of marriage is not a big deal, you apply, if the reason is sufficient, it will ......be approved."

"Reason enough?"

"Is the marriage law a, the dissolution of marriage, one is after the husband and wife have at least two children, and the other is that both husband and wife or one of the spouses, on special grounds, can dissolve the marriage after the judgment of the marriage administration bureau passes."

Ryan is talking nonsense, this second kind is nothing, how can it be passed.

"So," Ryan leaned closer to the editor-in-chief, "your reason is ......"

"My child is dead."

Ryan froze. The editor-in-chief seemed to be talking about someone else's business, his brown face was wrinkled, his dark blue eyes drooped, and he took a sip of coffee. Ryan saw that there were faint traces of a ring on his ring finger.

If that's the reason, that's enough.

The editor-in-chief glanced at Ryan, "You just got married, why are you asking this?" ”

"Forehead ......"

"In marriage, some small frictions are normal, don't think about things at every turn."

"Oh......"

Ryan didn't know what to say, so he changed the subject and said, "Editor-in-chief, what kind of book are you?" ”

There is a classical bookshelf behind the editor-in-chief, and there is a full row of antique books on it, which makes him salivate, and today, he finally has the courage to ask.

"Is this it?" The editor-in-chief stood up, followed Ryan's finger, and took out a copy, "This is a book of prehistoric poems. ”

The spine of the book is written in beautiful handwriting, and the cover is also hand-painted, in a deep, elegant dark blue, and the title is "Don't Go Gentle Into That Goodnight", which Ryan loved and has always been curious about. "Can you lend me a look?"

"Oh, no, this book doesn't work, it's a friend who gave it, it's all handmade, it's very precious." The editor-in-chief caressed the book lovingly, turned away, and put it back on the shelf.

The editor-in-chief turned around, cleared his throat, and said, "Except for this one, you can choose the others." ”

Many times, Ryan thinks that Lao Ding is very good, although he is very strict, angry, and cautious, but he is still very good to them, he can always know what they are thinking.

Ryan even wondered if his father, if he could see it, would be like this.

***

Ryan walks around the pet store.

The pet store is located in the core of the commercial street, covering a large area, elegantly decorated, and with few customers, showing the status of live pets as the first luxury item of the Ark. In Jasmine's words: "The life of the living body is the most precious thing in the Ark." ”

The clerk, who was dressed in a delicate uniform and looked very sweet, greeted him, "Welcome, sir, what pets do you want to see?" ”

"Uh......" Ryan shows the confusion of a man who knows nothing.

"Is it a gift?" The clerk asked, and Ryan noticed that she saw the ring on her hand and nodded a little embarrassed.

"Ah, if it's for a lady, you can take a look at this, it's a new product that has just been bred by creatures." The clerk walked over to a stocking area, stretched out his hand, and seemed very happy to meet a preferred guest who looked to be newly married.

Ryan saw some pink birds walking in the fence. With two long, slender legs and curved necks, they resemble prehistoric flamingos, but they walk and sway, as if they are about to fall at any moment.

As he was watching, one fell on the body of the one next to him, and then brought down a large piece, and the keeper who was guarding the side hurriedly ran over and carefully lifted them up one by one.

"Maybe it's not very mature yet." The clerk shrugged and smiled.

"No, this won't work." Ryan shook his head, glanced at the price again, and immediately moved.

"Well, you can check this out, this one is also very popular." The clerk pointed to a cage placed on the table, and the expression said, Sure enough, if you are handsome and young, you have no money.

A chicken-like thing, with a small, round body and head, but with an owl-like face, two big eyes, and a small hard curved beak in the middle, which looked pitiful, and its legs were thin and short, and it looked like it couldn't walk.

The beauty said: "This is a pet eagle, but also this year's new product, it is very cute, willing to be close to people, and will not run all over the ground, very suitable for those young ladies who are alone at home." ”

Truth be told, Ryan doesn't like these things. Think of the beautiful animals of prehistory, the venerable creatures who won the competition for survival, these things are crippled freaks. Today, there are only a limited number of species left in the Ark, and most of them are still indecent. When he first entered the industry, he thought about reporting on the matter, but unfortunately he was stopped by the editor-in-chief.

The two-legged monster was almost costing Ryan a year's salary, and Ryan said, "Okay, that's it." ”

Today is Jasmine's birthday.

They were married, and it was almost six months old.

Every day, Jasmine made dinner and waited for him to come home, and after the two finished eating, they talked and went back to their respective rooms. On weekends, when their former live-in friends would come and he and Jasmine would entertain them like happy newlyweds, inviting them to afternoon tea in the little courtyard, and sometimes Jasmine would leave them for dinner.

With the mind of a scientist and the hands of a laboratory technician, Jasmine quickly became a chef, not only cooking all kinds of dishes, but also pastries, which Vincent praised every time. Ryan said, maybe it's because the raw materials are better, Vincent is dissatisfied, don't you praise your wife? Then Ryan will be attacked by a group, and he will not sell it if he gets cheap.

However, Jasmine's impression of Vincent is not very good, and in her opinion, Vincent is a "jobless vagrant who does not do body management at all and never wears a uniform".

Jasmine always behaves calmly, in her blue eyes, you can rarely see her true emotions, but Ryan knows that her heart must be full of grievances and unwillingness, which makes his heart feel more and more sorry day by day. Three months have passed, they still have not succeeded, colleagues joke every now and then and ask him if there is any good news, and even have already given his child several names, the expert has looked for him twice, he went once, the second time escaped, the expert gave an ultimatum: if there is no pregnancy after six months of marriage, it will be pooled and coercive measures will be taken.

The thought of that chair sent chills down Ryan's body.

He entered the house and hid the pet eagle behind him.

Jasmine opened the door and saw as if he was holding something in his hand, and stood there looking at him.

"Happy birthday." Ryan took the eagle's cage out from behind him, acting silly.

"What's this?" Jasmine took the beautifully decorated pet cage with a surprised expression, but her voice was pleasant. Ryan smelled the thick aroma of the meal, and apparently, Jasmine had prepared it carefully.

"Why do you buy something so expensive?" Jasmine said.

"Look, do you like it?"

When Ryan came to the table, he saw a large plate on the table, covered with a cover, and said, "What are you doing?" Jasmine came over, removed the cover, and said, "It's time to eat."

I saw a chubby creature roasted on the plate. "What is this?"

"Chicken, broiler."

Ryan's eyes widened to observe the creature, it was the first time he had eaten a whole broiler, to be exact, it was the first time he had seen a whole broiler.

I saw that the thing had a huge chest and two large, thick legs, a head that was only a little bigger, a very short neck, and almost invisible wings.

"The varieties that have been continuously optimized have a high meat yield. It's the same chicken, but it's much more affordable than yours. Jasmine said, snorting at the cage Ryan had brought back.

"I'm not a chicken, I'm an eagle."

Jasmine smiled and said, "This one, and yours, are of the same species." ”

"Huh?"

"It's all from the genes of prehistoric chickens, but they are cultured differently in different directions. Hawk? Hehe, it's just to call it good, you think too much. ”

Ryan looked at the table, then looked back at the cage, "But, neither of these two things looks like a chicken." ”

"The use is different, of course, you have to consider the cost and function. Taking broiler chickens as an example, the edible value of paws and wings is not high, and the brain capacity is not important, so it is weakened, and under constant temperature conditions, feathers are not so necessary, according to this principle of genetic selection, and constantly screen out chickens with specific gene expression, and preferentially breed. ”

"So...... Just make these two monsters? ”

"It's just for the sake of eating." Jasmine removed a chicken leg and placed it on Lane's plate.

Natural and fresh animal protein, exuding a burst of aroma, but Ryan looked at the huge and deformed leg, but he had no appetite.

They're a combination of scientists and journalists, and I don't know whose idea it was. When they are together, Jasmine is often the one who is sensible, pragmatic, and unfazed, but it seems that Ryan is short-sighted and always makes a fuss.

After the main course, Jasmine stood up and walked to the kitchen, where she returned with a small cake in her hand.

"Wow, and cake!" Ryan exclaimed.

"Use natural flour." Jasmine puts the cake on the table.

Ryan felt something tender in Jasmine's expression, and Jasmine noticed that Ryan was looking at her, lowering her eyes.

Ryan helps Jasmine put a candle left over from the wedding night on the cake and light it, and the candlelight adds a warm feeling to the room.

Ryan asked Jasmine to make a wish, and told her to make a silent promise in her heart, if she can't say it, it won't work, and only after making a wish can she blow out the candle.

"Why?" Jasmine laughs.

"That's what the people of prehistory did, and they did it."

"How do you know so much about strange things?"

"Ha, prehistoric books, read some of them."

Jasmine closed her eyes and silently made a wish, Ryan looked at the angelic face and said heartily: Happy birthday, Jasmine.