Dr. Bobby, who had the data, was attacked and died that night. The experimental data of the secret research department was stolen. Hawking was very pleased to hear the news, but what he didn't know was...
The phone is broken.
In the melee of intercepting data, the phone was hit by a stray bullet, which broke the body. Even after it was sent to the inspection site, I was still told that many original parts of the phone needed to be replaced. In fact, in 2005 Today, there is no matching original available.
The mobile phone was sent to Rebirth International. This is everyone's last hope and Cui Xian's last hope.
"The matching parts are produced, but I don't know what went wrong and the phone can't get through." Kong Zhandong held the phone that used to communicate with the future world into the living room hoarsely, and saw Cui Xian expressionless. Sitting on the sofa, his clothes were still **** shirts that night, the fabric between his waist and abdomen was torn off, and a thick bandage was wrapped around his abdomen.
His hair was messy, his face was pale and not bleeding, and there was whiskey that had already bottomed out on the table. When he heard the news, he did not move, spoke, or even changed any expression.
Kong Zhandong pursed his lips, only to feel pain in his cheeks, "Wei Sheng, can't you come back again."
The data is indeed available, but without connecting to a mobile phone in another world, this data will never be transmitted to Hawking over there. Hawking can't simulate with experimental data, and Wei Sheng may never come back.
Cui Xian paused when he reached out for the bottle, then he grabbed the bottle and raised his head and poured the last bit of whiskey into his throat. As soon as his palm was loosened, the bottle shattered on the ground, and he stood unstable. He got up, looked up at Kong Zhandong, and then staggered towards the door.
When passing by Kong Zhandong, the latter clasped his arm, "Where are you going?"
"Go find her." He lowered his eyes, his pale face calm to the point of no waves.
Seeing his appearance, Kong Zhandong only felt that the muscles of his cheeks and cheeks were sore that he was tingling. He stared at him closely and shook his head.
"Maybe it's over." He looked up at the empty corridor at the door with a confused expression, and his voice was soft.
Kong Zhandong closed his eyes, "You are crazy."
Cui Xian slowly withdrew his arm from his palm and walked staggeringly toward the door.
Kong Zhandong turned straight and slowly, staring at his back and whispered, "Also, if she comes back after you die, I will take care of her for you."
This sentence got his wish and stopped the bleak figure.
Kong Zhandong walked forward with red eyes and expressionlessly, reached out and patted Cui Xian on the shoulder, "Wait a little longer, maybe there is a way."
Cui Xian slowly closed her eyes, the soreness of her eyes made a flow of heat unable to restrain herself from sliding down quietly. He once said that she would never let her disappear from his world again, but why she didn't want to stay well. .
"She is like an eagle on the grassland. Otherwise, how could so many people willingly work hard for her." Kong Zhandong smiled, his smile was bitter, but he was also sincerely proud, recalling when he met at the beginning of the year. The girl who used to bet with him on the streets in Sequoia...
"you win."
"Yes, it seems that Mr. Kong will leave it to me in the future."
The smile of the girl wrapped tightly in the collar seemed casual, but it is still unforgettable.