When she returned to her office, her seniors in the same office found her a little flustered.

The senior is a female elder with a kind face.

"What's wrong? Got something on your mind? ”

"Am I just, to the Institute, am I just, an instrument?" Jian Yiling asked.

Hearing this, the female elder paused for a moment, then smiled and said to Jian Yiling: "Yiling, for the research institute, not only you are the instrument, but so am I, we are all so. ”

"What are we doing research for?"

"Protect those who deserve our protection. Either directly to protect, or to exchange our abilities for money, indirectly to protect them and ourselves. ”

"But I don't, the person I want to protect, no, the person I love."

"Yiling, it doesn't matter if your parents don't love you, it's not your fault, one day you will meet other people who love you, they will protect you and care about you. Then the research you have done, the efforts you have made, can be used to protect them. ”

“……”

I woke up from a dream.

Jian Yiling opened his eyes and looked at the dark room.

She met someone who loved her, but why, she couldn't protect him?

Is it because she's not trying hard enough?

She doesn't know what family affection is, what love is.

But she knew that if Zhai Yunsheng died, she would be very sad.

She didn't want her Ah Sheng to have something to do.

But she had no way to protect him, no way to keep him.

What she learned didn't make a difference.

Jian Yiling felt a warm liquid run out of his eyes and scratch his cheeks.

Jian Yiling suddenly thought of something, got up suddenly, and ran out of his room.

Zhai Yunsheng slept until midnight, and suddenly heard movement, and in the darkness, a delicate figure broke into his room and threw himself directly on his bed.

A familiar taste, a familiar body.

Jian Yiling got into his bed, and then into his arms.

It all came unexpectedly.

"Yiling?" Zhai Yunsheng bowed his head.

The man in his arms did not respond, and a pair of delicate hands eagerly groped for his body.

"Yiling, what's wrong with you?" Zhai Yunsheng only had doubts and worries at the moment.

"Ah Sheng, I want to have a baby with you."

Jian Yiling was very firm and spoke his thoughts urgently.

Zhai Yunsheng almost passed in one breath.

What is this requirement of integrity?

"Yiling, tell me what happened first, okay?"

In the dark, Zhai Yunsheng's hand touched some wetness on Jian Yiling's cheek.

She cried?

This realization made Zhai Yunsheng's heart pinch up.

He had never seen Jian Yiling cry.

Whether she was wronged, wronged, coerced, cyberbullied, or kidnapped before, she never shed a single tear.

"I can't cure you."

Hearing Jian Yiling's answer, Zhai Yunsheng breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that this was the case, and it was not that she was injured.

Zhai Yunsheng stretched out his hand and gently stroked the back of Jian Yiling's head and back, patting her gently, comforting her.

"It's okay, if it can't be cured, it can't be cured, and it's not a big deal."

Zhai Yunsheng was used to it, and he didn't have much hope from the beginning.

Since he was a child, his family has sought countless doctors, and he has become accustomed to it.

He had become accustomed to living in despair, with the thought that he might die at any moment, and every minute passed.

It's just that her tears were something he hadn't thought of.