Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 849
The rest of the afternoon passed in a few impromptu games.Both Momolo and Yale Liga have mastered all the entertainment facilities in this apartment without any effort. All the things that Luo Binhan thought he needed to explain by himself have either been done by the Internet, or Yale Liga has learned it without a teacher ( Robin Han thinks there is a lot of moisture here).They played two games of Dou Dizhu, but he lost ugly, so he took Zhou Yu and him to form a team to play two games of bridge, and they lost ugly.

Luo Binhan attributed this series of fiascos to Zhou Yu's absent-mindedness.And the culprit who caused Zhou Yu's absent-mindedness was undoubtedly the person who whispered to him not long ago.

"What did you say to Zhou Yu?" Luo Binhan asked, pulling Jing Huang's hair.

"I told him to stay away from you so as not to be troubled by you." Jing Huang said, "Go away."

"It's pure rumors." Luo Binhan said, "How can Mr. Zhou, who is so affectionate, care about being implicated by me!"

Jing Huang's eyes shone with a particularly strong and fierce light.He's clearly been overly emotional lately.Luo Binhan let go of his hair, and kindly advised him to keep a healthy mind and stop thinking about negative news all day long.When Jing Huang's fingers started to flex, Luo Binhan immediately said that it was getting late and it was time for him to go back to Zhou Yu's house to sleep.

"You sleep here." Jing Huang said, "I'm going to Zhou Yu's house."

Luo Binhan told him of course not, because Zhou Yu is a decent person and would never have anything to do with alien forces.He patted Jing Huang on the shoulder, and told him lovingly: "After I die, this house will be yours. Don't damage the appliances."

Jing Huang didn't kick him, but stared at him darkly for a while.That look made Luo Binhan faintly feel strange, but he didn't plan to stay overnight.Sleeping on the floor is actually not that big of a problem, but he still has to visit the door at night, and Jing Huang will not be happy to know that he meets Chen Wei.Besides, he hasn't forgotten the eye-catching bean bag chair at Zhou Yu's house, so there must be some tricks in it that are worth pondering.

He said goodbye to everyone and called Zhou Yu to leave together.While waiting for the bus at the gate of the community, he looked at Zhou Yu's hands in his coat pockets again.burn.He thought about the word.He himself had been burned once, when Allerica had just given him the dagger.That feeling is really choking.And at that time, he only hurt one hand, so he didn't need to wrap it as tightly as Zhou Yu.It's so tight that people can't help frowning every time they see it.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yu asked.

"I was wondering what happened to your hand. It looks serious."

"Just a minor burn."

"But you wrapped your hands completely." Luo Binhan pointed out, "There is no seam in the wrapping. How did you do this? Could it be that you stretched your hands into the fire to roast them?"

"Nothing like that."

If Zhou Yu deliberately wanted to avoid this topic because of a guilty conscience, at least Luo Binhan didn't notice it from his demeanor.He didn't seem to worry at all about the precision and stability of his hands.On the contrary, Luo Binhan muttered secretly, wondering if this would affect his participation in certain clinical operations in the future.

"How did you do it?" He still couldn't help asking, "Does it have something to do with the dog that ran out?"

Zhou Yu told him that it was completely different.It's been some time since the burn incident and all follow-up issues are now well handled.He explained in a general way that there was a malfunction in the control valve of a high-temperature nozzle, which almost caused a certain experimenter to be completely disfigured and blind.But fortunately, he was standing behind at that time. When he heard the strange movement of the nozzle, he subconsciously hugged the head of the experimenter in front with both hands and pushed him back.No sooner had they been out of the most dangerous area than fire poured from the spout.His hand, covering the experimenter's face, was burned as a result.However, after all, there were no deaths or more serious accidents.

"You still think this is not a serious accident?" Luo Binhan asked in disbelief, "What kind of medical research uses flame vents?

Zhou Yu seriously told him that medical research will use all kinds of unexpected things, such as chainsaws and hammers.Luo Binhan did find a rusty bone saw in the deepest part of Zhou Yu's storage cabinet, but he still thought Zhou Yu was talking nonsense.

"I think you have been hospitalized too many times." He said to Zhou Yu, "I can't tell the difference between minor injuries and serious injuries. What if you were a step slower? Maybe both of your hands are gone."

Zhou Yu thought for a while and said, "That's true."

"You shouldn't be bothering with that hapless guy. I know it's not a very nice thing to say, but if your hand breaks, what's going to happen in the future?"

"If you don't care, that person will probably go blind. Compared with hands, I think eyesight is more important."

"That's not your eyesight." Luo Binhan said a little unhappy.He found that Zhou Yu still didn't seem to care much about it.

"I didn't have time to think too much at that time," Zhou Yu said.

It still sounds pretty weird.Luo Binhan knew that Zhou Yu was a good person, but he didn't seem to be good enough to sacrifice everything for strangers.

"What kind of research are you doing?" He asked tentatively.

"It's about the treatment of specific diseases."

"How about more specifics?"

"If it is more specific, it will be a breach of contract."

The word "breach of contract" coming out of Zhou Yu's mouth was really new to Luo Binhan.But this time, Luo Binhan felt that he should break some principles appropriately.He wasn't trying to steal commercial secrets, he just wanted to know what kind of special disease treatment plan needed to use high-temperature vents-but this could be delayed, and he didn't need to figure it out today.He believes that Zhou Yu may involve himself in a project that is dangerous to him, but it will never be a human experiment or criminal activity.No one can engage in pyramid schemes against a rigid person like Zhou Yu, not even Momolo.

They stopped talking about it when they drove back.Luo Binhan asked Zhou Yu what changes had taken place in Lihai City in the past two and a half years: Has the road been rebuilt?New community and public facilities planning?Which shops are closed?Which ones are new?He didn't even ask if there were any changes in government personnel, because just as he estimated, Zhou Yu couldn't answer these things at all.In Zhou Yu's eyes, Lihai City itself seems to be completely static, and changes only occur in the details of life and the content of academic journals.

Fortunately, they ran into a chatty driver.A local middle-aged man reminded Luo Binhan of his second aunt's third husband.As soon as he heard that Luo Binhan came back from other places, he complained to him that the traffic jam in the city center had intensified in the past two years.The planning is very unreasonable. Of course, it has something to do with the residents of the new district.Foreign workers.More and more cars.oil price.City hall turf.industrial area.Lung cancer in a relative.

"It must be checked." The driver said tirelessly, "Everyone can get it these days. This cancer and that cancer. It usually looks good, but it turns out to be dead. Now this disease is everywhere. It's scary to see."

"It's terrible." Luo Binhan echoed.

"Damn! I will get it no matter what!"

"I also have a relative who has this disease."

"Lung cancer too?"

"No. Other cancers. I forgot the details. It happened a long time ago. At that time, he worked in the store opposite the city hall. The neighborhood hasn't changed much, has it?"

"It's changed a lot!" the driver said. "The store business is no longer in business. My wife's clothing store is no longer in operation."

"What kind of clothes does she sell?" Luo Binhan asked in a very interested tone.

"Children's clothes."

"I took my niece there," Robinhan said. "A little girl of eight or nine. Her mother asked me to help her pick out a new dress, the one-piece dress with lace and trim. She didn't want pink. Yes, I want black. Her mother thinks black is too old-fashioned for her age. But I have never seen black dresses in children's clothing stores. Has your wife sold black children's dresses before?"

"How can a little girl wear black." The driver said.

"Nowadays there are kids who can dress up in any way," Robin Han said, "for individuality, or something different. My cousin likes to wear pants with holes. I really can't figure out why he thinks it's so individual. His back butt There is a hole in the top, so is it comfortable to sit on?"

The driver laughed twice.As if to prove that Luo Binhan was rare, he mentioned that he had seen metal rings on the lips of passengers; Just a layer of gauze.

"Hmm..." Luo Binhan commented vaguely, "Young people are always getting weirder with each generation."

"How old are you?"

"About 30 or so."

The driver glanced at him through the rearview mirror, and said with a little praise: "It doesn't look like it."

"I like to dress younger." Luo Binhan said, "But I can't keep up with the trend anymore. I just went out to stay—what happened in front?"

The driver cursed.A motorcycle flashed out from the center of the congested intersection, and passed through the rear of the car in front of them nimbly.Their car stopped in time, but this behavior still made the driver furious, opened the car window and yelled outside.

"It's really desperate!" He said angrily, "These food delivery people! They are all self-inflicted!"

Luo Binhan glanced at the street outside the window.

"There are quite a few restaurants around here." He said, "I don't recognize them anymore."

The motorbike driving illegally annoyed the driver thoroughly.He kept bringing up the troubles caused by bicycles the rest of the way.

"One died here a few months ago," the driver said.

"Driving a motorcycle?" Luo Binhan asked casually.

"I heard it was. His face was cut off."

"The whole face? What's going on?"

"Who knows!"

"Did it hit another car? Or was it the only one involved?"

"It's really unlucky for anyone to run into this dead ghost!" The driver still said angrily.

Luo Binhan rested his head on the window leisurely, and glanced at Zhou Yu on the other side.He was sure that Zhou Yu, who was facing out the window, had already left these boring and trivial chats and entered a certain realm of fugue.

"Do you want to go to the school with me?" He asked Zhou Yu.But there was no answer.Luo Binhan moved over to take a look, and found that Zhou Yu was actually asleep.
"It seems that you are quite busy." Luo Binhan muttered.He noticed that Zhou Yu was still frowning in his sleep, showing a somewhat mocking expression.That expression reminded him of Zhou Yu - it is said that people who live together will become more and more alike, people call this "husband and wife look" or something.But Robinham was not sure if that was true, he would never be like Briar or Momolo, no matter how long he could stay on the Silence.
When he got out of the car, he called Zhou Yu up. "You slept like hell," he said. "Dreams?"
Zhou Yu stared at him erratically for a while, as if he hadn't recognized him yet.Luo Binhan couldn't help wondering how long these two 10 minutes of sleep could create.

"...dream about work." Zhou Yu said slowly.That tone made Luo Binhan deeply sympathetic.
They had dinner at a restaurant near the complex.Luo Binhan then asked Zhou Yu if he wanted to go to the old middle school and high school together.Zhou Yu didn't seem interested.This was not what Luo Binhan expected. The voice of the junior high school head teacher sounded in his head: Students with good grades don't like to look back on their past. They seldom think of visiting their former teachers, and the ones who can't forget their school days are always those problem students. .
"Don't look back." Luo Binhan said.
Zhou Yu looked at him questioningly.
"It's nothing...I want to go out at night and see the changes on the street. Maybe I'll come back later, remember not to lock the door."
"Be careful." Zhou Yu replied briefly.But he didn't say what to be careful about, it was just a polite farewell.
They parted at the entrance of the restaurant.Luo Binhan strolled towards the business district in a slow-moving attitude.It was already dark, and there were still many people on the street.He put his hands in his pockets and observed the expressions of every passerby.
He felt like he hadn't seen so many similar faces for a long time.These faces were so similar that they were colorless under the light of the street lamps—not pale or withered, but colorless shadows.For some reason, there was no smile on everyone's face.Probably no particular reason to laugh.Nor did he spot a particularly sad or hopeless face.Some people are boring.Some are more like exhaustion.Once a certain man just looked down at his phone and almost bumped into Luo Binhan at the corner.At that moment, Luo Binhan saw the corners of his mouth curved with the light of his mobile phone, showing an excited expression.But when he looked up at Luo Binhan, that unique look disappeared instantly.His flat face was as empty and boring as other passers-by.That reaction made Luo Binhan feel as if he had violated the other party's privacy, that he had peeped at the moment when this man showed his biological characteristics.
"I'm sorry." The other party said vaguely.His gaze had already passed over Luo Binhan's shoulder.
"It's okay." Luo Binhan replied easily.He thought to himself that if he was a murderer who had just fled the scene with the victim's blood on his face, the other party would not notice.And what was the other party obsessed with just now?a ball game.talk show.funny movie.pornographic video.There is no impossible answer, and he doesn't want to prove it.
He started to go to a more lively place.This was originally consistent with his purpose, but now he added other intentions.He longed to see something else.Flames or lights.Color and fragrance.And of course the sound.There'd better be laughter and noise to prove that he's not walking in a crude set, living in black-and-white reel of old movies.The cement road was clean, but he felt more and more strenuous walking, as if he was stuck in mud.The air he sucked into his lungs was cold and choking, and seemed to be mixed with countless dust and ice crystals.It was impossible for him to feel tired from the few steps, but he did.earthly!The word is magic.As long as you are in it, your face will be covered with soot and dusty.
The downtown area is just around the corner.In that neon light, he did capture the sound he wanted.The faces that appeared here were more like living people.They would look at the window and react to Luo Binhan passing by.In such an environment, Luo Binhan felt like a lizard gradually waking up from hibernation.As the ambient temperature rose, his body and mind quickly adapted to the environment, maintaining a posture that made people feel that he was very gregarious.He put on a relaxed and carefree expression similar to those around him, whistled at the pet dog sticking out its tongue on the side of the road, grabbed the balloon that almost fell off the escalator, and returned it to the screaming little girl.When he did this, the girl was very happy and showed no sign of fear.
He thought she must be doing well, or he was doing well.When Yu Xiaorong was his age, he would never look at an adult strange man with such an expression.She always had a shrewd vigilance about her.What a big kid.But then again, being too smart in one area can lead to being too stupid in another.He always worries about her now and then.Such concerns were temporarily forgotten while he was aboard the Silence.Now he found it again, and found it hadn't lessened in the slightest.those nightmares.Those malicious and lurking shadows.earthly!
"Be careful." He said absently to the little girl.
The little girl and her mother walk away.Luo Binhan was still staring at the bright orange balloon, as if wanting to make sure it wouldn't explode suddenly.He heard a child's laughter again, so he turned his head to look for it.Behind the glass window of the fast food restaurant, he saw five or six children who were probably in elementary school age.They were all dressed in different clothes and were led by a young girl.At her age, she should never be the mother of so many children. Luo Binhan felt that she was more like a teacher or a nanny.
She maintained a friendly smile like a primary school teacher, but couldn't hide the tiredness in the corners of her eyes.It must be quite difficult to take care of so many children at once. Through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, Luo Binhan could see her quietly stretching her feet under the table, gently pulling the heels out of the narrow and hard leather shoes, and then reluctantly stuffing them back.
He thought this scene was a little funny, but it was obviously not polite to peek.When the tired young nanny looked over, he quickly looked away, pretending that he had been studying the new-season product billboard above their heads.He thought that would be enough to clear him of suspicion, but the young nurse was still staring at him.Did she think he was acting suspiciously?Luo Binhan could no longer pretend not to see.He had no choice but to look at her, looking at her roughly oval-shaped face, with a slightly short and wide chin, and a slight slant at the corners of her eyes, giving her a hint of toughness in her youthful beauty.But her delicate bangs and doll-collared shirt look cute, more like the clothes that a young schoolgirl who just turned 20 would wear.
Luo Binhan was sure that this young girl was not one of his many relatives, at least not within the range of his acquaintances.But there was something wrong with the way she was staring at him.Not a suspicion of potential danger, not a distaste for a stranger harasser.It was a look of remembering and identifying something.
He must have reminded her of someone, himself or not.After realizing this, Luo Binhan immediately prepared to leave, and he even saw the young nanny stand up from the seat.But she didn't really come out of the store, but stayed where she was with a face full of shock.Luo Binhan was also surprised by her appearance, and almost ran away.Then he noticed his misunderstanding—she wasn't looking at him, but someone behind him.
Luo Binhan turned his head and looked back.Behind him are all people who have just come up or down the escalator, and at least a few dozen people may be the objects of attention.However, Luo Binhan felt as if he only saw one person.A black hole that absorbs the surrounding sound and color.When he saw the figure in the orange overalls, the crowd shuttling around turned into transparent and thin phantoms again.Her loose black hair only reached the lower part of her back, but it stretched infinitely downward in Luo Binhan's dizzy vision.A black suspended ladder shining with strange crystal light slides down towards the unknown depths.
He ran over and grabbed him by the shoulder.Before he actually touched him, she had already started to turn around.Fluid and light as if dancing.For an instant, Luo Binhan seemed to see Zhou Yu, who was in high school, dancing ballroom dancing with him.A dance partner who throws up on the spot.An emergency that surprised others.She spins in dance music.roundabout.roundabout.It seems that there is no dance partner.She is still hovering alone.
"Luo Binhan?" Chen Wei said with loose hair.Her expression was peaceful and amiable, but her eyes were cold and terrifying.
"...Chen Wei." Luo Binhan said, "I have something to ask you."
Chen Wei's eyes remained unchanged, like two artificial objects inlaid on them.The rest of her face was genuinely surprised.
"Looking for me?"
"Let's talk in another place," Luo Binhan said.He still didn't fully understand what he was running away from, but he grabbed Chen Wei's arm decisively and rushed towards the escalator leading to the lower floor.No one behind him told him to stop.

(End of this chapter)