Taxidermist and Her Perfect Specimen
标本师与她的完美标本
by Chanting Bamboo and Listening to the Wind (吟竹聆风)
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 2k Words
- Genre
- Baihe (GL)
- Era
- Modern Era
- Updated
- 1y ago
- Source
- JJWXC
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Please read Chapter 1 for demining posts. ---Copywriting--- **"Don't move, there's snow on your eyelashes."** The moment Eucalyptus reached out and brushed Shen Yanxi's eyelashes, the recorder hidden in her sleeve was recording the words between them. Shen Yanxi never thought that her life would be turned upside down overnight. Her father was under investigation, her mother collapsed, and her sister fell silent. She was forced to transfer to another school, transforming from a proud girl into a "problem student" that everyone avoided. She armed herself with indifference, trying to find some breathing space in the unfamiliar campus. Until she met Eucalyptus. The squad leader who always smiled gently was like a beam of light penetrating the high wall she built. Eucalyptus will prepare warm water for her, remember her preferences, and hand it to warm the baby when she has a stomachache. Shen Yanxi gradually let down his guard, thinking that he had finally found someone he could rely on. Until that evening, she was in the laboratory. Until that evening, she bumped into Eucalyptus dissecting butterflies in the laboratory. The girl in the white coat hummed a song, unfolded the butterfly with the tips of tweezers, wrapped the edge of the wings with insect needles, and fixed it on the wing spreader. Under the sunlight, it shone like a shooting star. "To become eternal beauty, it must undergo the most precise peeling off." Eucalyptus seemed to have discovered Shen Yanxi outside the door early, turned around and smiled, and the scalpel reflected Shen Yanxi's pale face outside the door. ---The trap of gentleness is never sweet words--- It's the warm water that always has the right temperature when reading in the morning, it's the stomach medicine that always appears "just right", it's the trivial things that even I don't remember. When Shen Yanxi discovered that Eucalyptus Yu had used a chemical experiment notebook filled with observations about her: *On March 21, the target's pace was abnormal (the pace slowed down after meeting the boy wearing a gray coat) On April 5, the target finger developed anxiety peeling (it seemed that she failed in the exam, so I suggested helping her with her homework) April 17th: The target puts the scratch paper in the trash can (the scratch paper is obviously more wrinkled than usual, and the target is anxious) (Experiment progress 52%) ---The most dangerous control is often disguised as redemption--- Shen Yanxi finally saw clearly the soul of a taxidermist under Yuyu's gentle skin - this perfect monitor who had been a model student for three consecutive years was "repairing" her life with the same attitude towards experimental subjects. When Shen Yanxi tore up the registration form for the physics competition, Yuyu picked up the pieces with a smile in the storm: "You can't escape. From the day you transfer to another school, your class schedule, social circle and even future aspirations are all included in my reorganization plan." ---They are each other's lesions and the only medicine--- The broken and the repairer, the prey and the hunter, in this experiment in the name of love, when redemption becomes a new cage, how can they escape from each other's abyss? When the flower of the high mountains falls into the tender trap of white and black "Love is the highest form of cybernetics. I want every cell in your body to resonate for me." Concept: The scars are the contours of the wings. We use each other's temperatures to calibrate the coordinates of our flight.