Future Cold Laboratory

This is a suicide note. He Ningbing knew the truth before she came here. Like many escapees who came to the future laboratory, this was the year 2150. And her lover died ten years ago. Sitting on the futuristic shuttle bus, her fingers were clasped very close, perhaps out of nervousness, perhaps out of fear of the unknown and the little remaining expectation. She looked around at the people around her and saw the same confusion and fear. But they all came here for the important people. He Ningbing smiled, not a laugh or a bitter smile, but a relieved and extremely complicated smile. People smile peacefully before they die, and grandma's smile when she welcomes new life is kind. As for He Ningbing, she felt cold and prepared for everything when she met the most important person she had reunited with after a long absence. The temperature in the carriage was very cold, and she felt chilly even though she was wearing thick clothes. What awaits her is the unknown. (Lightning protection: The text is plain, the sense of calmness of the weird obsession, be, and other unexpected overlapping shields) Mission: Yongxin