When Xie Peifeng fell into a permanent sleep in the embryonic fluid, all the clones suddenly began to hum the Icelandic lullaby composed by Xie Tunan when he was young. The laboratory's quantum clock began to run backwards, and the mother's holographic image was reconstructed in liquid nitrogen to form the final puzzle:
"The real S-1080..."
"Your brother built it for you in the fifth dimension..."
"... A refuge of eternal silence."
The gray dove outside the window suddenly swooped into the cloning cabin, its wings blooming into bloody Lorenz attractors on the bulletproof glass. The last thing Xie Peifeng heard before his consciousness dissipated was the resurgence of Xie Tunan's heartbeat seven hundred meters above - that frequency finally no longer lied.
(The paranoid younger brother with Asperger syndrome ✖️the heartthrob and gentle older brother) A little bit of cyberpunk, right?
