Doctor Lin Ling died.
Die in the ruins of the apocalypse, along with half a piece of moldy bread.
When she opened her eyes again, she was soaked in light green nutrient solution and became test subject No. 001 In the laboratory culture tank. There is no memory, no past, only the body of a fourteen- to fifteen-year-old girl, and a vigilant and hard heart that has been trained in the apocalypse.
She thought she would be locked in a glass dome, filled with tubes, and used as a tool. As a result, the researcher in charge of her, Duan Mukong, a woman with short black and white hair and calm eyes, prepared a feast for her, let her live in his lounge, and slowed down to walk with her when she was full.
She has seen too many people in the apocalypse. I have seen people who betray their companions for half a loaf of bread, and people who smile and stab you when they hand you food. She knows very well that nothing is good without reason in this world, and there is a price tag behind every kindness.
Duanmu Kong must have some purpose.
But when Duanmu Kong caught her, he moved so lightly, as if he was afraid of breaking her. When Duanmu Kong adjusted the mask for her, his fingers were so steady, as if he was afraid of hurting her. When Duanmukong was picking up food for her, his eyes were so calm, as if it was just a matter of course.
In her two lifetimes, no one had ever treated her like this.
She knew she should be wary. But Duanmukong was so kind to her, so much so that she knew that there might be some purpose behind this kindness, that Duanmukong might just be using her, and that she should keep her distance, but she still couldn't help but feel -
It doesn't matter if you are taken advantage of.
Intention: Love gives a person who has nothing hope for the first time.
