Sheng Chunchao calmly recorded the heartbeat, breathing and body temperature of Sample A, and the data perfectly verified his conjecture.
He set himself up as the "control group" and thought he would always be in control. Until later, everything seemed to be gradually getting out of control, and he began to be unable to control himself from approaching, and could no longer deceive himself.
It turns out that from the first sight of the reunion, that heartbeat like a mountain roaring and a tsunami preceded all the data——
It happened to him, a control group that had already lost control.
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Lin Fengqiu has never imagined having love, and firmly believes that everything is just a transaction.
But the arrangement of fate is better than the calculation of all data. A bouquet of flowers coming home every day, indulgence again and again...
Intention: Destined
