boyfriend in the fridge

The pressure was like a mountain pressing down on the top, as if being dragged straight down by someone.Then it seemed to be attracted by a huge magnet, constantly pulling in the opposite direction.

It took Song Buzhi a lot of effort to be able to possess Wang Yu.Before he could catch his breath, a repulsive force pushed him away.

Being possessed by a corpse is indeed different from being possessed by other things.Song Buzhi thought to himself, gritted his teeth, and restrained the urge to return to his original body.

He wanted to read Wang Yu's memory.

At least let him find what he wants to know.

A person has lived for nearly 40 years, and his memory is complicated and huge, like a maze.Song Buzhi closed his eyes again, and traveled through Wang Yu's messy memory.

---

"Tell you, what are these? Are you still studying that stuff?"

"Yes, I'm just studying! I can't give up!"

A stack of what appeared to be documents was photographed by Wang Yu on the dining room table, and there was a heavy, dull sound.

"Liu Wentao, I told you to stop your research, I'm not joking."

"No matter what you say, I won't give up. You don't even realize the benefits it will bring-this is a miracle! The human brain will evolve! We will be a new generation of humans! Superior to everyone else! "

"Don't dream, what you said is impossible now."

"You have changed into Wang Yu. Didn't you always support me before? What I'm researching now is of great significance and will be a milestone in the history of human evolution! How can you not support me? You are me Wife!"

"It is precisely because I am your wife that I want to stop you."

Wang Yu's voice was much calmer than Liu Wentao's. Although it was peaceful, the seriousness in it was wrapped in the spring breeze blowing in, and even the warm wind was covered with coolness.

"Who the hell told you that this bullshit 'M1' has these functions? Male? It seems to be a male. I guess you are not too young? Don't quibble, I have lived for ten years, and I can still see your expression What happened."

"You think you understand me? Since you understand me, why don't you support me? You should know that I will sacrifice everything for research!"

"Yeah, I know, so I don't believe a word you promised me a month ago that you wouldn't touch 'M1' again."

"Don't you believe it? You acted with me for a month?"

"You tell me who the hell told you about 'M1'."

"Is this your purpose? Know who we all are and then betray us? So that I can no longer study it?"

"I'm going to tell the police. This is an illegal human experiment."

"you……"

Wang Yu sneered.

"Do you want to deny human experimentation? Or tell me some nonsense that sacrifices must be made for the sake of research and human evolution, or that the experimental subjects are all voluntary?"

"Liu Wentao, wake up, you are breaking the law, and the experiment will not have any good results."

"You keep saying that the experiment is not good, do you understand it well? You just say that?! Why don't you say that we might win the Nobel Prize?!"

"Why do you think I can't have a baby?"

"Don't change the subject, if you don't agree with my research today, I will continue to study it!"

"25 years ago, I had five injections of 'M1', which changed my body and made my body infertile. Didn't we check it back then, and the doctor said my infertility was acquired. Although there is no reason , but my gut tells me it's because of 'M1'."

"What did you say...what did you inject...your intuition..."

Liu Wentao seemed to be frightened, his voice was much lower and weaker, and he showed an expression of disbelief when he heard Wang Yu's words.

"Yes, isn't 'M1' claiming to improve the acuity of intuition, the agility of thinking, the precision of logic and so on? To be honest, the injection did bring about changes. But, is this really a good change? "

Wang Yu's peaceful voice was followed by aggressive questioning.

This question resounded in Song Buzhi's mind, like a needle pricking his head.

When the energy is not concentrated, the memory picture becomes messy in an instant.

It was like meteors passing by one by one, falling to the ground, and making big holes one after another.

Song Buzhi felt that the images of these memories were like shooting stars with full firepower, making big holes in his mind, dense and painful.

He wasn't sure how long he could last, so he could only continue to concentrate and read as much of Wang Yu's memory as possible.

---

"You don't understand, how could you understand, this will be my greatest research!"

"You don't understand! Do you know what this is?"

This is……

Could it be the memory from just now?

Song Buzhi didn't want to waste time reading the same memory repeatedly, but suddenly found that the clothes of the two in this memory were different from those in the memory just now.

It's a different memory.

"I'm researching something, how could I not know what it is?"

"Then tell me, what are you researching?"

"I don't understand if I tell you—hey, why are you crying? Why are you crying?"

"You didn't hide anything from me before, are you going to quarrel with me for a research now?"

It was probably the first time Liu Wentao saw Wang Yu cry, and he was very at a loss. He stood in front of Wang Yu, a little anxious and a little dazed, and stretched out his hand halfway, then retracted it again.

"Obviously you were the one who quarreled with me first... This research is really great, you want to know, let me tell you... the thing I'm researching is called 'M1'..."

Liu Wentao talked for a long time, and Song Buzhi's head hurt suddenly.

However, Wang Yu listened to him silently, but asked a question that had nothing to do with "M1".

"Let me ask you a question. You have been doing your research for so many years. Except when you were just married, have we traveled together in recent years?"

Liu Wentao was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't expect Wang Yu to ask this question.

"No. Do you still remember that you promised me when you got married that you would take me out every year?" Wang Yu wiped away his tears and said, "Can I ask you to fulfill your promise now?"

"can……"

"Then next month, let's take annual leave together next month and go out for a walk. You stop your research and don't touch it, okay?"

"This research is really..." Liu Wentao wanted to say something, but he saw Wang Yu's never-before-seen firm eyes.

In the end, Liu Wentao compromised.

Seeing this, Song Buzhi was very surprised. How could Liu Wentao, a fanatic who did nothing for the sake of research, agree to stop the research on "M1" because of Wang Yu's two short sentences?

---

Memory quickly rewinds, Song Buzhi saw Wang Yu at work, Wang Yu at home cooking, and Wang Yu shopping alone in the supermarket.

In Wang Yu's memory, apart from her colleagues at work, she rarely hangs out with her friends, and she doesn't see anyone she has a lot of contact with during her breaks.

Song Buzhi had a feeling that Wang Yu was like an outsider, walking in the city unhurriedly, watching the personnel changes in the city indifferently, not taking the initiative, not investing in, not participating.

— Much like him before.

Liu Wentao leaves early and returns late almost every day, even on weekends.Wang Yu is mostly alone at home, doing housework, reading, watching TV... day after day, very peaceful.

However, these were all flashing before Song Buzhi's eyes, and he glanced at them hurriedly, then immediately fast forwarded, fast forwarded and fast forwarded again.

He wants to quickly find Wang Yu's 12-year-old memory.

The headache is getting more and more painful, and the repulsive force is getting stronger and stronger, and it may return to its original body at any time.

---

"Wang Yu, don't work so hard, you fell asleep in class yesterday." A middle-aged man patted the young Wang Yu and persuaded him.

Wang Yu put down the book in his hand and said, "It doesn't matter, Principal Li."

It turns out that this man is the principal Li of the Chaohuaxishi Education and Training Institute, and also the principal of the evening school that Wang Yu attended.

"Isn't your job during the day enough to support you? Sleep more in the morning and don't deliver milk." Principal Li continued to persuade.

Back then, Wang Yu was skinny. Although he was eighteen or nineteen years old, he really didn't have much flesh and looked much smaller than his peers.

"I need to make more money." Wang Yu didn't know what to think of, and lowered his head slightly, "In case my brother comes back..."

Principal Li: "Do you have a younger brother?"

Wang Yu: "Well, I got separated a few years ago. I have to support him when he comes back, so I need to save more money."

Song Buzhi's mood fluctuated violently, and the picture became messy again.A strong force struck, pulling him out without any explanation.

Song Buzhi exhaled in pain, gritted his teeth and resisted desperately.

In the end, the memory jumped to Wang Yu's childhood.

This is……

Song Buzhi looked around, and found that what he saw was endless wet soil...

What is this place?

Song Buzhi grew up in the city and had never seen rice fields in the countryside before, but he had never seen them in reality, but he had seen them on TV.

He looked for a while, and finally saw Wang Yu.

At this moment, Wang Yu is very small, she looks only eight or nine years old. She is wearing shorts, her thighs are exposed, and she walks barefoot into the muddy rice field, and then starts planting rice seedlings.

Next to her was a man who was much older than her, who was seven to eight times similar to her, and should be her father.

Song Buzhi's breath was stagnant. Did he see Wang Yu's memory before he was sold to the experimental base?

Song Buzhi didn't dare to let go, restrained his emotions, and focused on watching Xiao Wangyu skillfully planting seedlings.The sun was so strong that soon little Wang Yu was sweating and his skin was red.

However, the seedlings have only been planted a little bit.

From last night's dream, Song Buzhi guessed that Wang Yu probably didn't have a good life at home before, but he didn't expect it to be like this.Doesn't she have a big brother?Where's the big brother?Why is she here to plant rice seedlings?

The emotion leaked out a little, and this piece of memory floated away again.

Song Buzhi only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and all those huge and complicated memories seemed to disappear.

He tried his best to get into the last piece of memory before returning to his original body.

This time, he finally saw Wang Yu when he was 12 years old.