Dream Guide

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

The sky was overcast and it was raining lightly.

It was warm as spring inside the building.

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 teacup, feeling the warmth coming from it.

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

There is no temperature in dreams.

This communication room is not actually a communication room. It is not at the outermost part of the building. There is a yard and a fence outside, as well as a large iron gate and an automatic gate.

This was originally the building's security monitoring room, which contained a wall of surveillance video and a radio that could broadcast messages to each floor of the building. But now these functions are no longer needed. The old-fashioned surveillance has been replaced by a more advanced system. In addition to cameras, there are also various sensors that will alarm even a fly flying in. Of course, the alarm is not as loud as before. Instead, the security system responds. The flies will be hit by laser precisely and turn into a plume of smoke before being completely removed by the air cleaning system.

This is the only room in the entire building that has not undergone high-intelligence renovations. Professor Mei said that we should retain some traces of the times and some human touch.

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

He regarded Zhao Pengcheng as his son.

Although he didn't know where Zhao Pengcheng was now or what he was doing, and he didn't dare to ask, as long as he knew that he was living a good life, Yu Jianguo was very satisfied.

Mei Yiqiu would occasionally reveal something in front of him inadvertently, nodding and smiling at him when passing by him, and then saying to himself, "He is doing well."

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

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

Yu Jianguo was stunned for a moment, forgetting that he shouldn't answer the phone at this time, and asked innocently: "Is his problem cured?"

The professor didn't answer, dusted himself off and left.

At dusk, the professor came out of the building, walked to the window of the reception room, and said, "The problem must have been cured."

Yu Jianguo smiled knowingly and said nothing more.

That night, he drank a lot. Drink and have fun silly at the same time. The next day I slept until three o'clock in the morning and still didn't get up. That was the first time he was late for work since arriving at Mei's Laboratory.

When he got off work, everyone came over and asked him with concern, what happened today? Not feeling well? If you feel tired, take a few days off. Especially Bian Ziyuan, it was almost necessary to drag him to the hospital for a check-up.

Yu Jianguo felt the warmth of the world, which made him feel that it was good to be alive.

He was once despairing. If he hadn't known that Zhao Pengcheng was still alive, he would have wanted to see him again and hoped that the old Zhao family would have a heir. He would not come out of prison. He would rather live there in numbness for the rest of his life and then die.

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

"But I'm old."

"I'm older than you."

"is there time?"

“The best time to plant a tree was twenty years ago, the next best time is now.”

Yu Jianguo finally slowly regained his confidence in living and the value of life. He also began to understand what great projects were being carried out in this building and what great cause the professor had been engaged in throughout his life.

He was grateful to the professor and was willing to devote the rest of his life to his work.

The sky has always been overcast, and there has been no sunshine for many days. Yu Jianguo had an ominous premonition. The professor has not been seen for many days and is said to be seriously ill.

On the day the professor was hospitalized, Yu Jianguo visited him. However, there were many people in the ward. In addition to Mei Ziqing and several heads of the laboratory, there were also leaders from the city and the hospital. Yu Jianguo could only stand behind the crowd, stand on tiptoe, take a look from a distance, and say a few blessings silently. He saw the professor seem to smile at him. Only he could understand this kind of smile, because every time the professor passed by him and revealed information about Zhao Pengcheng, he showed this mysterious and friendly smile.

Is there any news about Pengcheng again? What could it be? Will you get married? He thought so as he looked at the large bouquet of roses brought to the room.

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

Several automatic cleaning robots shuttled through the rain like loyal guards, not sparing every fallen leaf in the yard. They are really smart. When the weather is fine, Yu Jianguo will sweep the floor. Whenever he picks up the broom, he will say to the robot, "I'll come, I'll come, you guys take a break." Of course the robot was not tired, but it obediently stood in the corner of the yard and watched Yu Jianguo sweep the floor. As soon as he left, they got busy again.

He touched the cooled tea cup and prepared to pour water. A voice suddenly came from the intercom: "Yu Jianguo, there is someone looking for you outside."

Old Yu was stunned. Apart from the laboratory staff, he had no acquaintances. He looked curiously through the window glass and saw a small flower umbrella appearing at the door of the compound.

There is a woman standing under the umbrella. Although she was far away and could not see clearly, Lao Yu was sure that he did not recognize this woman.

Old Yu held up a black umbrella, walked out, quickly crossed the yard and came to the gate.

This is a very young girl, very sweet-looking, and when she gets closer, she looks somewhat familiar. But Lao Yu is still certain that he doesn't know the other person. Maybe he looks familiar just because he has seen him somewhere.

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

"I'm looking for someone named Yu," the girl said.

"My surname is Yu, and my name is Yu Jianguo. But I don't seem to recognize you." Lao Yu said.

The girl pointed to the smart doorpost next to her that looked like a mailbox and said, "He said you are the only one with the surname Yu in your unit?"

A line of text flashed on the screen on the mailbox's face, and a buzzing mechanical voice sounded at the same time: "Yes, there is only one named Yu in the entire list of laboratory personnel, including Yu, Yu, Yu, Yu, Yu, Yu, and Yu Including synonymous and near-synonymous surnames.”

Yu Jianguo nodded and said, "It's right. I'm the only one. Girl, do you have anything to do with me?"

The girl said: "I just brought you a message."

Lao Yu asked: "What message?"

The girl raised her face and said as if reciting a text: "No matter what happens to me, I must persevere. 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, "Did you understand? If not, maybe I am overthinking. Forget it, maybe I am really overthinking. The old man may just want to eat fish."

Yu Jianguo looked at the girl's face carefully and matched her with the people he had met one by one. After comparing countless images in his mind, he finally identified a vague object - he had seen it briefly at the door of the professor's ward that day.

"Are you... a nurse?" he asked slightly uneasily and hesitantly.

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

The nurse laughed happily, as if she was satisfied with her wit, but she didn't know that her spirit was influenced and guided by some imperceptible factors, which led her to make such strange associations and inexplicable actions.

"My mission is accomplished. I'm leaving first. 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 after taking a look at the wise "mailbox" next to him, he held back.

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

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

Yu Jianguo nodded and walked to the far corner to ensure that he was far away from the coverage of the laboratory's intelligent system network. He took out his mobile phone and dialed Yao Jingjing, the general manager of the security company:

"Mr. Yao, I need help."