dramatic death

Chapter 12. The Past

"Can you tell me what happened to Tongtong in the past three years?"

The high school student who was paralyzed on the table shrank slightly, frowned and cast suspicious glances.She seemed to be deliberating about An Qi's question, her little face shrunk behind the scarf wrinkled in dissatisfaction.

"You don't even know this? You don't have enough authority to go to the database to look up the files?" The girl straightened up and jumped onto the high stool with one hand on the cushion, "Are you from Nightingale? You can't be a fake Bar."

An Qi smiled silently.

His smoky gray eyes were gloomy, and the expression on his face remained unchanged from the beginning to the end.The girl who looked like a high school student was defeated by the two staring at each other. She seemed to read suspicion from the other's eyes, curled her lips secretly, and complained unwillingly, "It's nothing to stare at people."

"I'm still a newcomer, and I really don't know many people," she shook her head. "Well, let's take a step back and introduce ourselves. My name is Huahuo, and I'm just flying that Huahuo crackling all over the sky. My current task is to protect Mr. Xiaoyin." What are you doing here for your integrity and chastity?"

"I'm An Qi."

"Real name?" The girl blinked her eyes. "You can be honest if you say it is honest. You are so kind. That's fine. My name is Dong Tiantian, the sky, and this is also my real name."

An Qi didn't reply, he didn't even show any expression other than a smile.Dong Tiantian waited for a long while but didn't get the support he deserved, so he kicked his legs unwillingly, and retracted his face into the scarf again.

She said: "Okay, okay, don't you just want to know about Mr. Xiaoyin's bad luck, I say that's it."

"But as I said, don't go out and talk nonsense with others, just say that you checked it yourself, and don't confess me."

The little girl raised her eyes and raised her hand in a beheading gesture.

"After all, in Nightingale, talking nonsense will be destroyed by humanity."

……

The back kitchen of the dessert house is connected to the utility room. Looking from Yintong's position, you can only see the narrow single wardrobe and the life-sized rabbit doll sitting on the ground.

That's Christie's rabbit, and it's been sitting there since the shop was renovated two years ago.

The cakes on the table had already been framed, and the desserts in the order were delivered to the table on time. Yin Tong stood by the sink and looked at the hands covered in powdered sugar, listening to the cheerful conversation of the guests. , and then walked back to the utility room in the back room.

The coat he changed before going to work was still hanging at the end of the bed, and the menu he wrote down was blown all over the place by the wind.Yin Tong bypassed Christie's rabbit doll, stumbled over the express boxes piled on the ground on the way to pick up the menu, and threw himself on the small bed for resting with broken jars. ceiling.

The bright sunshine outside the window is reflected on the ceiling, the tempting fragrance from the greenhouse next door is wrapped in the cold wind through the window, the central air conditioner is doing its best to bake every inch of air, everything is full of vigor and vitality, only he is curled up on the small bed, He turned sideways and covered the light in front of his eyes with his hands.

Nightmares, hallucinations, and the content of the letter were crowded together in his mind, and the short-term memory was played in a loop, and he was forced to watch everything that had happened over and over again, and even bent over with laughter involuntarily.

How funny he thought, it turned out that I was not as strong as I thought.

……

"Mr. Xiaoyin is actually quite miserable."

"Three years ago, to be precise, two years and ten months ago," Dong Tiantian counted on his fingers, "Mr. Xiaoyin was picked up by Christie, the big star on the billboard outside, from the trash outside the waste city." Picked it up from the field."

"Abandoned City?" An Qi interrupted her, "Deerlicott?"

"That's right, it's that Di or something, you young masters are troublesome, what do you do with such a long name, isn't that just a garbage dump," Dong Tiantian rolled his eyes impatiently, "Don't interrupt me Talk, where did I go?"

"Garbage dump." An Qi reminded her.

"Yes, that's the dump." Dong Tiantian snapped his fingers.

"Three years ago, on a rainy evening, Mr. Xiaoyin was picked up by Christie from the garbage dump outside the abandoned city."

It was a bad evening.

There was no sunset, no gentle wind, and the biting cold rain fell from the leaden gray clouds, mercilessly awakening Yin Tong from his deep sleep.

The deserted city in February was still filled with the haze of cold winter, and the wind and rain covered his vision. He saw a little girl in a black dress crying and pulling his arm. The slight pain overwhelmed the pain brought by the cold. As the numbness poured into his brain, he noticed that half of his leg was still stuck in the garbage dump—the capsule-shaped medical cabin was squeezed and deformed, and it was firmly pressing him so that he could not move at this moment.

His mind was blank, and as far as he could see, except for the leaden gray heavy clouds, the weeping girl was the rubbish that spread to the sky.The abandoned daily necessities exude a disgusting stench, the broken steel and concrete sink into the front cover of the suspension vehicle, half of the damaged robot butler is buried under the rubble, and his warm yellow eyes are supported by the remaining electricity .

The rain roared.

He patted the little girl's hand, and pointed at the place where the girl's legs were on the other side's mournful expression.

He heard himself say, "It hurts." Then he froze in confusion, thinking hard about "what is pain."

He couldn't remember anything.

Before waking up, he had a long dream. He remembered that in the dream the breeze was intoxicating and the setting sun was like blood. He stood outside a door and heard the familiar piano sound coming from the half-open door.

Someone was humming the tune softly along with the sound of the piano, and the vague voice was full of tenderness. He vaguely remembered the tune of the song, but he couldn't remember the name of the song anyway.

Then he woke up and found that there was nothing in reality.

The reality is completely different from the dream. Black, white and gray have become the only colors in the world. The cry of a girl and the roar of rain hit his temple. Everything is cold, whether it is rain or Christie's hand.

The cold seeped into his limbs and bones, soaking his soul.

His memory was blank.

He doesn't know who he is, or why he sleeps here, he's like a robot whose programs have been deleted, with nothing in his brain.

He heard someone crying, so he turned his eyes back to the little girl who had dug him out.

The cold rain in early spring soaked the thin gauze skirt on Christie's body. She cried and pushed away the garbage on the medical cabin, and her round nails were stained with black mud.Her makeup was smudged, her eyeliner was smudged around her eyes, and the thin black skirt was dripping with water, clinging to her petite body, outlining the immature figure of a girl.

"Yintong."

Her frozen blue lips kept repeating these two words.

"Yintong, Tongtong, Tongtong, I'm sorry."

I am sorry.

Yin Tong's gaze stayed on the other's palm-sized face, and he touched Christie's skinny palm with his fingertips, imitating the other's appearance, opening and closing his lips and teeth, letting the two familiar syllables squeeze into his barren consciousness , to seduce the dry sound in the throat.

He asked, "Yintong, is that my name?"

……

"He can't remember anything," Dong Tiantian shrugged. "According to the supervisor's retelling: 'When A3206 was unearthed, it looked like a child of intellectual age. The superstar Christie collapsed on the spot, crying like a concubine.'"

"It's no wonder. I heard that the people in the Academy of Sciences were dumbfounded. They managed to find out the experimental product A3206 first, but they made their own grids. After 30 years of hard work, when they returned to the pre-liberation period, whoever got involved in this matter collapsed." .”

"However, Christie is skilled enough in business. She has become so virtuous, and she can bring Mr. Xiaoyin back to the Central City from the abandoned capital." Dong Tiantian clicked twice, "The Academy of Sciences sent three groups of people back and forth, I didn't get any benefit from Mr. Xiaoyin. At that time, Christie was not as popular as she is now. The withdrawal of the guys in the yard was equivalent to breaking her legs. The little girl was in debt overnight and was almost sent to the bureau. Thought remolding."

"Her agent is really capable, pulling a minor with a bottle of oil, and making Christie a big star."

Dong Tiantian lowered his eyes, and played with the tassels on the scarf with his fingertips hidden in his sleeves: "But the good times didn't last long, and Mr. Xiaoyin had an accident within a few months after he was taken back to Central City. gone."

"I heard that there was something wrong with the mental aspect, and without warning, he went crazy."

She secretly glanced at An Qi.

The young man with blond hair was still smiling, with a calm expression and no superfluous expression.He seemed to be listening to a story, and he didn't care how miserable the protagonist of the story had been.

So Dong Tiantian curled his lips and continued.

"I don't know everything." She shook her head and sighed. "You know, Nightingale has a lot of rules and regulations. I asked a lot of people before I found out what happened to Mr. Xiaoyin."

She shook her sleeves and stretched out her index finger, pointing to her twinkling peach eyes: "I heard that hallucinations appear in front of my eyes, not only because I can't recognize people clearly, but even the things I see are different from us normal people."

"What's different?" An Qi said suddenly.

His voice was calm, as cold as whiskey fresh out of the freezer.Dong Tiantian was taken aback by him, rubbed his eyes, and said with a sudden smile: "Then you are asking the right person."

"After all, I was the one who stole Mr. Xiaoyin's case back then."

That was the third month that Christie had dug Yintong out.

Early spring, early April.

Dong Tiantian was sitting in a daze in the waiting room of the hospital in casual attire. The flu wiped out his immunity neatly and sent him to the hospital together with a low-grade fever.Wen Qiu was going to invigilate the exam, Nie Shuangshuang was busy taking the exam, and the other two in the small group of three were already too busy during the prime time at the beginning of school, leaving Dong Tiantian alone to enjoy the emptiness and loneliness of the hospital.

There were not many people in the hall, and most of the patients came and went in a hurry, but the young couple sitting in front of Dong Tiantian was getting bored with each other, coquettishly talking to each other, almost treating the waiting room as an amusement park.

Comrade Dong, who was pregnant solo, received a critical blow. He moved his heavy legs and slowly left the bombardment range of the love shells, fearing that if he was too late, he would die on the battlefield.

The hero saw the same thing, and the suffering compatriots sitting behind him also stood up.

It was an acquaintance.

He was wearing a black down jacket, his whole face was buried in the hat, and he was made more cute by the soft fluff.Dong Tiantian stood in front of him, looked up and could just see his face hidden under his hat, the young man with red lips and white teeth smiled politely at him - he looked like a college student, except for the shadow under his eyelids, he was almost healthy Incredibly.

Dong Tiantian hurriedly lowered his head, pretending to be a shy little girl, and abruptly put the four characters "Happy from the sky" off his face.

He recognized it, and it was impossible for him not to recognize it.

This person is "Into", a survivor of the third Hakoniwa experiment, number A3206.