After Gu Xingjing lulled Cheng Zhihuan to sleep, he got up gently.

He turned off the bedside lamp and gently closed the curtains to block out the light of the moon shining into the room.

The room was plunged into darkness for a moment.

Gu Xingjing sat quietly on the edge of the bed, holding the letter paper that he had stepped on with his foot.

The room was too dark for him to read the words on it, but he knew exactly what was written on it.

【Institute of God】

These five words, which almost ran through his childhood, have now become a nightmare that haunts him all his life.

How proud he was of those five words before the age of sixteen.

His father, the man named Gu Cheng, used to be his pride.

He was proud that his father was a researcher, and he was proud that he was in charge of the "Institute of the Gods" alone, but all this was shattered at the age of sixteen.

If he hadn't overheard a heated argument between his father and mother, he would have been kept in the dark.

His father was actually doing human experiments, doing the kind of human experiments that would never be accepted.

He could barely believe it, so he ran away and fled back to school.

When he returned home, he got the news of his mother's death, which made him wonder something.

He secretly investigated Gu Cheng, but he found out, and after being warned by him, he could only investigate secretly and secretly caused him a little trouble.

But this little trouble was still discovered by Gu Cheng.

He broke out into a strong quarrel with him, and even threatened him with his own life to stop the experiment, but Gu Cheng didn't listen.

He seemed to be crazy.

No, Gu Cheng is crazy, otherwise he wouldn't have been eager to bring another woman home before his mother's first seven days were over.

The more he thought about it, the more Gu Xingjing felt a splitting headache, as if something was hitting his head, desperately trying to break free from his body.

Holding back the pain, he pulled a lighter out of his pocket.

The firelight flickered, becoming the only light in the dark room.

The scarlet flames quickly engulfed the letterhead, and the fire was a little larger, but it quickly dissipated like smoke.

Gu Xingjing's lighter fell to the ground, and his body slowly fell, his eyes were closed, his brows were furrowed, and his face was a little sickly pale.

His forehead was covered with fine sweat, and he couldn't even make a sound in pain.

There was a little more coldness in the room for no reason, and I don't know how long it took before Gu Xingjing slowly calmed down.

He opened his eyes, unwavering, as before.

He stood up, cleaned up the dust on the floor, walked to the window, and opened the curtains.

Before I knew it, it was dawning.

As dawn broke, the first rays of sunlight shone into the room, spilling on the floor, and a faint trace of gray could be seen.

Gu Xingjing stood by the window and quietly looked at the garden on the first floor.

The roses are blooming brightly, and there are dewdrops hanging on each one, which are delicate and stunningly beautiful.

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Haishi, an unknown suburb.

In a small cabin surrounded by dense trees, a middle-aged man in a black sweater holds a rose in his hand, which he has just picked, and a drop of dew hangs on it.

He inserted the roses into the glass jar on the table, which contained some water, but at the bottom of the bottle there was some greenery, which was the traces of old water that had not been taken care of for a long time.

The middle-aged man glanced at the rose, turned and pushed the door open.

The rising sun passed through the dense woods, obscured by the dense foliage, and only a small ray of light fell in front of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man glanced indifferently, turned around and walked out.

His steps are not fast, and his body is even a little rickety, which inexplicably makes people feel chills in their hearts.

Crossing a quiet path, he stopped in front of a house that looked a little dilapidated from the outside.

There is also a plaque hanging on the right side of the house, and the words "God" and "Place" are faintly visible.

The house is lined with dense weeds, and the trees next to it are also covering the sky.

He couldn't seem to see the weeds, and went straight inside.

After walking through the hallway, he came to a remote laboratory.

Pushing open the door and entering, he walked in as if with a purpose, pushing open the old planks and rummaging through something.

Soon after, he found a piece of paper under the heavy lab equipment.

There are some words written on it:

[Subject: No. 1.]

Experimental direction: all-round body strengthening

Procedure: ●●●】

The last few words are blackened with ink, and I can't read them clearly.

The man put the paper away and walked out, he returned to the cabin, looked at the roses on the table that had begun to wither, and pulled a button out of his pocket.

With a light touch, there was a faint sound in the distance.

The man laughed and flicked the rose petals, which had become pitch black and slowly fell on the table.

"I'm so happy."

The man said.

"Little Rose, you're still alive."

The sun shines in from the outside, but it doesn't bring the slightest warmth, only the greenery in the glass bottle glows with a faint green.

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"A mountain fire broke out in Haishi, and it is currently being extinguished with all its might, and the cause of the fire is under investigation, so please do not panic and do not approach the ......."

The sound of the news sounded in Cheng Zhihuan's ears, and she was still holding the remote control in her hand, but her expression was a little distracted.

It wasn't until she heard this news report that she seemed to come back to her senses and watched the news seriously.

Fortunately, the place where the fire started is far away from home, so it shouldn't be burned to Mom and Dad.

Although thinking so, Cheng Zhihuan still picked up his mobile phone and asked his parents in the group.

After making sure that she was okay, she was relieved.

Although it is the height of summer and the weather has been very hot recently, the trees planted in Haishi are all non-flammable, and there is no reason for it to suddenly catch fire, unless someone deliberately ignites the fire.

Deliberate arson is a felony, and the supervision over there is strict, so there shouldn't be anyone deliberately setting fires, right?

Cheng Zhihuan took a look on the Internet again, basically saying everything, there are many people who suspect arson, some people say that they felt some vibrations before the fire, suspecting that it was an explosion, and some people say that some unscrupulous developers angered the mountain god, so the mountain god sent down the punishment.

In short, everyone's speculation is varied, and the official investigation is still underway, and the conclusion is still inconclusive.

Cheng Zhihuan didn't get any results, and soon he didn't watch it.

She glanced at the weather outside, the sun was shining, the weather was very good, and today was not the weekend, so ......

"Xingjing, aren't you going to the company today?"

She looked at Gu Xingjing, who was inexplicably swaying at the door, and asked.

Gu Xingjing paused, then raised his foot and walked towards her, and after approaching, he bent down and was very close to her face in an instant.

"Stop the fun."

He called her name, affectionate and tender.