Yu Jianguo, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, stood at the window of the communication room, looking at the scenery outside.

  The sky is gloomy, with light rain.

  The building is warm like spring.

  The intelligent temperature control system controls the temperature and humidity in the building, and even the concentration of oxygen and negative ions remains permanently constant.

  But Yu Jianguo is still used to making a cup of hot tea, rubbing his hands on the cup, feeling the warmth coming from it.

  In this season, without such a cup of hot tea, he would feel that life is unreal, like a dream.

  There is no temperature in dreams.

  This communication room is not actually a communication room. It is not on the outermost part of the building, there are courtyards and walls outside, as well as large iron gates and automatic turnstiles.

  This was originally the security monitoring room of the building. Inside it was installed a wall of surveillance video, as well as broadcasting, which can be used to speak to each floor of the building. But now these functions are no longer needed. The old-fashioned surveillance system has been replaced with a more advanced system. In addition to the camera, there are various sensors, even if a fly comes in, it will alarm. Of course, the alarm is not the same as before, but the security system responds. The flies will encounter the precise strike of the laser, and they will be completely removed by the air cleaning system after turning into a plume of smoke.

  This has become the only room in the entire building that has not undergone high-intelligence transformation. Professor Mei said that it is necessary to retain a bit of the mark of the times and a bit of humanity.

  For Professor Mei, Yu Jianguo is very grateful, not only because he took him in, but also because he treated him as an adult, not just a low-level employee. On the other hand, Yu Jianguo knew very well that in addition to Aoki, Zhao Pengcheng was able to get out of the prison.

  He regards Zhao Pengcheng as his son.

  Although he didn't know where Zhao Pengcheng was and what he was doing, he did not dare to ask, but as long as he knew that he had a good life, Yu Jianguo would be very satisfied.

  Mei Yiqiu occasionally revealed something inadvertently in front of him, nodded and smiled at him when passing by, and then said to herself like: "He has a good life."

  Yu Jianguo knew that the professor said he was Zhao Pengcheng, and he also knew that this name could not be mentioned anymore, so he giggled.

  Once, on such a rainy day, the professor came in from outside, and Yu Jianguo took the black umbrella in his hand, and heard the professor say: "He has an object, he is a foreign girl."

  Yu Jianguo was there for a moment, forgetting that he shouldn’t answer the call at this time, and stupidly asked: "Is his problem all right?"

  Professor did not answer, and dusted off his body.

  At dusk, the professor came out of the building, walked to the window of the communication room, and said: "The problem must be cured."

  Yu Jianguo smiled wittily, and said nothing more.

  That night, he drank a lot of alcohol. While drinking, while innocently happy. The next day I slept until the sun hadn't gotten up for three minutes. That was the first time he was late for work since he arrived at May's Lab.

  When he got off work, everyone came over and asked him with concern, what happened today? Are you feeling well? If you are tired, rest for a few days. Especially Bian Ziyuan, almost forced him to go to the hospital for an examination.

  Yu Jianguo felt the warmth in the world and made him feel that it’s good to be alive.

  He used to lose all his thoughts. If he didn't know that Zhao Pengcheng was still alive, he would like to look at him again. He also hoped that there was a queen in the old Zhao's family.

  Mei Yiqiu said to him: "Everyone has a living value, as long as you are willing to realize it."

   "But I am old."

   "I am older than you."

"is there time?"

  "The best time to plant a tree was twenty years ago, followed by now."

  Yu Jianguo finally recovered his living self-confidence and the value of life. He also began to understand a little bit about what great projects are going on in this building, and what great career the professor has been engaged in in his life.

  He is grateful to the professor and is willing to do his best for him and spend the rest of his life.

  The sky is always gloomy, and the sun has not been seen for many days. Yu Jianguo had an ominous premonition. The professor has not shown up for many days, and I heard that he is very sick.

On the day that Professor    was hospitalized, Yu Jianguo visited him. However, there are a lot of people in the ward, besides Mei Ziqing and the heads of the laboratory, there are also leaders from the city and the hospital. Yu Jianguo could only stand behind the crowd, stand on tiptoe and take a look from a distance, and silently bless a few words. He saw that the professor seemed to smile at him. Only he can understand this smile, because every time the professor passes by him and reveals the news of Zhao Pengcheng, he reveals this mysterious and kind smile.

  Is there another news from Pengcheng? What could it be? Will you get married? He looked at the big bouquet of roses in the room and thought.

  The tea in the cup is cold, and the rain is still falling.

  Several automatic cleaning robots shuttle through the rain like loyal guards, not letting go of every leaf in the yard. They are really smart. When it's fine, Yu Jianguo would go to sweep the floor. Whenever he picks up the broom, he will tell the robot, "I'll come and I'll come, you guys rest for a while." The robot is certainly not tired, but he obediently stood in the corner of the yard and watched Yu Jianguo sweep the floor. As soon as he left, they immediately became busy again.

  He touched the cold teacup, ready to pour water. Suddenly a voice came from the intercom: "Yu Jianguo, someone is looking outside."

  Old Yu was surprised, except for the laboratory staff, he has no acquaintances. He looked curiously through the windowpane and saw a small flower umbrella appearing at the gate of the compound.

  A woman is standing under the umbrella. Although he was far away and couldn't see clearly, he was too sure that he didn't know this woman.

  Lao Yu held up a black umbrella, went out, quickly walked through the yard, and came to the gate.

  This is a very young girl. She is very sweet. When she comes closer, she is familiar with her face. But Lao Yu can still be sure that he doesn't know each other, maybe just because of where he met.

  "Are you looking for me?" Old Yu asked.

   "I'm looking for a surname Yu." The girl said.

   "My last name is Yu, and my name is Yu Jianguo. But I don't seem to know you." Old Yu said.

  The girl pointed to the smart gatepost that looked like a postbox next to her and said, “He said that your company is the only one with a surname?”

A line of text flashed on the screen on the postbox’s face, and at the same time a buzzing mechanical voice: “Yes, there is only one surnamed Yu in the list of all laboratory personnel, including Yu, Yu, Yu, Yu, Yu, Yu, Yu. Equivalent and near-sound surnames are included."

  Yu Jianguo nodded and said: "It's right, I'm the only one, girl, are you looking for something to do with me?"

  The girl said: "Just to bring you a message."

  Old Yu asked: "What message?"

  The girl raised her face and said as if she was reciting a text: "No matter what happens to me, I must stick to it. Destruction is salvation, and death is rebirth."

   Lao Yu frowned and asked: "Who asked you to bring the message?"

  The girl thought for a while and said, "Do you understand? If you don’t understand, I probably think too much. Forget it, maybe I really think too much. The old man may just want to eat fish."

  Yu Jianguo carefully looked at the girl’s face ~lightnovelpub.net~ and matched her with the people she had met. After countless contrasts of images in his mind, he finally identified a vague object-he glanced at the door of the professor's ward that day.

   "Are you... a nurse?" He asked a little bit uneasy and hesitantly.

   "Oh, it looks like you really understand it, which means I don't think too much. I'm so smart!"

  The nurse laughed happily, seeming to be satisfied with her own wit, but she didn't know that her spirit was affected and guided by some imperceptible influence to make such strange associations and inexplicable actions.

   "My mission is complete, I'm leaving now, goodbye, Mr. Yu." She waved her hand and left as briskly as a butterfly.

  Yu Jianguo wanted to ask about Professor Mei’s condition, but he took a look at the wise “postbox” next to him, and he still held back.

  "This matter is confidential." After the nurse left, he said to the smart gatepost.

   The postbox lit the screen and said: "OK, no problem. Your conversation does not involve the laboratory or any third party, it belongs to your private affairs. Protecting the personal privacy of employees is an inviolable clause in the system rules."

  Yu Jianguo nodded, walked to the far corner of the street to ensure that the coverage of the laboratory’s intelligent system network was far away, and took out his mobile phone to call the security company’s general manager Yao Jingjing:

   "President Yao, I need help."