After he finished speaking to himself, he suddenly fell silent, leaning on the head of the bed and staring at the infusion needle on the back of his hand in a daze.

"One day we will disappear from the world."

Bai Chunian lowered his eyelashes, and the light cast a shadow under his eyelids: "Like a scrapped gun."

Professor Zhong sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him. He could feel his depression. He had been depressed ever since he got on the plane.

During years of research on experimental subjects, Professor Zhong found that some subjects had very delicate emotional changes. Their brains would reject simulated scenarios such as accusations, misunderstandings, and abandonment, and rely on chip programs to make fixed behaviors and expressions. The robots are so different that they are even more sensitive than humans because of their sophisticated brains.

Lazily lumping all subjects into one category and ignoring the humanity of some of them is arbitrary. Very unscientific.

"The president has already left for Westminster to attend the international conference, and he can't get away for the time being." Professor Zhong stood up, "He told me to do something."

A warm and slender hand lightly placed on top of Bai Chunian's hair, rubbed it, and said with a light smile, "He asked me to do this, and by the way, I will tell you that you are unique."

Bai Chunian's back froze, and he cleared his throat uncomfortably: "I see."

Professor Zhong pulled the needle for him, walked out of the bedroom slowly, and closed the door. Before leaving, he glanced at the door, Bai Chunian covered his head tightly with a quilt, and was pupa on the bed.

When the private plane landed, the nurses in charge of taking care of Bai Chunian wanted to carry him onto the stretcher bed and push him down, but Bai Chunian didn't agree and put on a coat and got off the plane by himself.

A Porsche was parked outside the airport, and Han Xingqian sat in the driver's seat reading the latest medical journal.

Bai Chunian opened the car door and sat in: "I said that you are humming and humming, and let the professor pick me up in person. You are too sorry to go to Laozi."

Han Xingqian closed the magazine and put his hand on the steering wheel: "I can't speak to the president's order. It would be nice to take the time to pick you up."

"Taking time?" Bai Chunian noticed that the co-pilot was sitting alone, and Xiao Xun was sitting on the seat.

Bai Chunian got out of the car immediately, gave Han Xingqian a middle finger through the glass, and mouthed, "Beast."

Han Xingqian drove slowly beside him, pressed the window, and pushed the frame lightly: "Let's go."

In the cool evening, Bai Chunian gathered up his jacket and walked against the wind, and turned to ask him, "Why did you bring him out?"

"Do something adults should do." Han Xingqian tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips.

"Ouch." Bai Chunian felt his ears dirty when he heard it.

Xiao Tun hurriedly explained: "Brother Han took me to the Alliance Police Station to change my ID card. The identity of the Lingti family is inconvenient, so..."

Han Xingqian raised his eyebrows to look at him: "otherwise?"

Xiao Tun choked, her face turning red and white for a while.

"I'll go back to the base myself." Bai Chunian waved his hand to let them go first, and before leaving, he clawed at the window and instructed: "Don't spoil the sniper I managed to get in, you bastard, you're not a good bird."

Han Xingqian laughed, closed the window and merged into the traffic.

Bai Chunian strolled around the port. The breeze was blowing at night, and small pimples appeared on his skin. He wrapped his coat tightly, crouched on the pier, and took out the cheap cigarettes and lighters he just bought. It took a few times before the flames were lit, and the lights hanging from the moored ferry were reflected in the sea.

In fact, he has also accumulated millions of savings. The villas and sports cars are placed in an invisible place to accumulate dust, but he just likes to live in an apartment complex with two houses on one ladder, and he listens to the whistle of the old man walking towards the door in the morning. Going downstairs, crowded into the dumpling-like vegetable market to choose what to eat today, these trivial days that people have complained about enough, just happened to be the life he could not see and yearn for growing up in the breeding box.

The ashes fell into the water, Bai Chunian lowered his head, his own shadow reflected in the water, reflecting the snow-white fish bones on his ears, the black ore loomed dark blue in the darkness, rhythmically, like breathing, Also like a heartbeat.

He reached out and drew a smile on the water, rubbed the water from his body and stood up.

It's already good, be content.

In the early hours of the morning, there were already people on Aphid Island for additional training in different venues. When the sun was shining, the students gathered and lined up on the shore, and everyone packed their luggage and got ready to go.

Today is the day of the end-of-year assessment. The live assessment will be broadcast simultaneously at the headquarters, and seniors in each department can see the performance of each student.

Bai Chunian came back by ferry, just in time for departure, he changed into the instructor's uniform and got off the boat, and the coat was casually draped over his shoulders.

Several instructors were present, each admonished and instructed the students in their own class, turned around and saw Bai Chunian coming back, looking at him with an indescribably complicated expression.

"See what I'm doing." Bai Chunian was quite puzzled, "I'm back from a business trip."

When the students saw Instructor Bai coming back, they didn't dare to let out a breath, and stood up straight with big eyes and small eyes.

Bai Chunian glanced at his watch, his throat was dry, and his voice was a little heavy: "What are you doing, you want me to die outside?"

He picked out the toad mirror from his pocket and put it on, put it in his pocket to patrol the line, adjusted Yingying's hat, and pulled Lu Yan's neckline.

"One by one, the eyes of the thief are shining, what's the matter? You are so happy?"

"If this year's assessment is broken again, think about the end first, do you hear?"

The clownfish stood with the pen straight, and kept raising his chin towards Bai Chunian.

Bai Chunian walked over to him: "No, what's wrong with you?"

"Instructor, back, back," the clownfish whispered, winking at him with a frown.

"There's a chicken in the back." Bai Chunian glanced back and saw nothing out of the ordinary, so he leaned against the tall rock behind him and said, "Get up, no matter what happens, remember to be calm and calm, do you hear me? "

"I heard!" The students agreed loudly.

"I heard you, sir."

A deep, magnetic voice answered softly against his ear.