Chapter 66: Articles of Association (for the Leader, Little Z, the Great Devil)

Zhao Yingjun looked at Yan Qiaoqiao who lowered his head.

Suddenly.

Thinking of the conversation between her and Brother Wang that day on the rooftop of the MX Building

"So when did you start feeling like a father?"

She asked Brother Wang this question at that time.

This is a very abstract question, but Brother Wang answered it without thinking:

"In the moment my daughter was wronged."

honestly.

Zhao Yingjun couldn't fully understand what Brother Wang said at that time. She did feel that it was a bit pretentious and making a fuss out of a molehill.

but now.

Looking at Yan Qiaoqiao's aggrieved and lonely look in front of her.

Her nose felt sore.

He lowered his body, stretched out his arms, and hugged the petite figure like a flower:

"sorry."

she said softly.

Even though many things were not her fault;

She was not the one who gave birth to the child;

It’s not that she missed the company of her childhood;

but

"sorry."

she said again, closing her eyes. Feel the slightly cold body temperature in your arms, gradually, it seems to become warmer.

Zhao Yingjun straightened up.

Looking at the bouquet of carnations held in Yan Qiaoqiao's hand.

dilapidated, dilapidated.

The tinfoil on the outer packaging is wrinkled and the flowers are scattered.

But at this time.

But it was the gift that Zhao Yingjun wanted to receive the most.

She pointed to the flower:

"Where did this bouquet of flowers come from?"

Yan Qiaoqiao pointed to the park entrance in the distance, which was already deserted:

"Picked it from the trash can."

Hear this answer.

Zhao Yingjun smiled unexpectedly but not unexpectedly.

Think about it carefully.

Yan Qiaoqiao didn't have a penny on her, so where else could she buy flowers? It can only be picked up from the trash can.

"Can I give it to my sister?"

Zhao Yingjun has some expectations:

"I'd love this bouquet if you could give it to me."

"Although I am not your mother, I can try to be gentle, patient, and tolerant; I can try to be a good sister, protect you, and take good care of you."

Yan Qiaoqiao nodded.

Holding the bouquet of light yellow carnations between the two of them, the lingering fragrance of the flowers flew into the air and penetrated into the nose, especially sweet:

"For you."

Yan Qiaoqiao said softly.

Zhao Yingjun solemnly took the first bouquet of carnations in her life and carefully appreciated its appearance.

like very much.

She flattened the wrinkled tin foil bit by bit, and the flowers still looked intact.

Only one bunch though.

But carnations are carnations.

Many feelings in this world cannot be described quantitatively.

"Thank you, Qiaoqiao."

Zhao Yingjun smiled slightly:

"I love so much."

Inexplicably, she recalled the same crumpled roses given to her by Lin Xian on the viaduct she flew with Lin Xian at the beginning of last year, and she couldn't help laughing:

“I didn’t expect that”

"The two most important bouquets of flowers I received in my life were actually picked up from other places, and they were both so wrinkled."

Yan Qiaoqiao tilted her head:

"Two bunches?"

"Then who gave you the other bunch?"

Zhao Yingjun looked at Yan Qiaoqiao's curious and innocent face, rubbed her hair, and said with a gentle smile:

"You'll know the answer."

"By the time"

"Let him tell you this story in person, okay?"

Yan Qiaoqiao nodded obediently:

"good."

Zhao Yingjun couldn't bear to put the bouquet of flowers in her handbag, which would make the flowers even more wrinkled. So he changed his hand and held it in his left hand.

She saw the game coin in Yan Qiaoqiao's hand again

Think of the scene in the claw machine.

Yan Qiaoqiao didn't catch a single doll.

So it was proposed:

"Why don't we try the claw machines in the mall?"

"Can you catch it?"

Yan Qiaoqiao raised her head expectantly.

"You can try again!"

Zhao Yingjun encouraged:

"Although I don't know how to catch it, I can learn."

The sky is already dark, and the lights of thousands of houses in Donghai City are on.

The two beauties, one large and one small, held hands like this, stood up from the park benches, looked like sisters, like mother and daughter, and walked into the bustling large shopping mall next to them.

Soon after.

The two of them came out of the game hall. Yan Qiaoqiao held an arrogant big-mouthed monkey in his hand and waved it happily in the air.

Although this doll is ugly.

But it took the two of them a long time to finally catch it.

Zhao Yingjun also discovered it later.

If you want to catch a doll in this kind of claw machine, which is obviously a money scam, you must have a strong head.

Don't be too ambitious, don't try to find so-called skills, just throw coins hard at a certain doll and catch it blindly.

There will always be an inexplicable opportunity, and the claws of the doll will be grabbed as if they are angry and angry. They will grab the doll tightly without letting go at all, and directly move the caught prey to the exit.

This is how this arrogant giant monkey came to be.

it a accident.

Just like the appearance of Yan Qiaoqiao.

The two came to the underground parking lot and got into the Alfa commercial vehicle that had been waiting for them.

Yan Qiaoqiao still couldn't put it down playing with the big monkey in her hand, and Zhao Yingjun next to her couldn't put it down admiring the carnation.

This is the perfect version of the gift of the Magi.

Both got what each other wanted most.

Zhao Yingjun suddenly became curious

Yan Qiaoqiao is clearly in a state of amnesia and can't remember any memories about her parents, but why does she still miss her mother every day?

How can she think of a mother who doesn't exist and can't remember?

"Qiaoqiao."

She turned her head and asked:

"Didn't you say that you don't remember who your mother is? You don't remember any memories of being with her."

"Then how do you think of your mother? Or has your memory recovered a little?"

Yan Qiaoqiao shook her head:

"I don't have any memories of my mother, but I can't forget the feeling of missing her."

Memory.

Emotion.

Zhao Yingjun thought of two common problems in society during this period.

With the launch of the third volunteer experiment of the hibernation capsule, which is the last batch of experiments, humans are getting closer and closer to the hibernation era.

Experts predict that around 2025, mass-produced hibernation capsules will be put on the market for the public to use.

At that time, there will definitely be many problems.

Sociological problems,

Ethical problems,

Population problems,

Moral and legal problems.

But this is not something to be afraid of, because the development of human society is a process of discovering problems and then solving them.

These things are rules that those in power need to consider, and they have little to do with individuals.

In terms of personal attitudes towards hibernation

What everyone cares about and worries about most is the side effect of amnesia and the accompanying loss of emotions.

How can we ensure that the memories obtained after waking up from hibernation are real?

There is still no convincing answer.