Burning because of you [Interstellar]

Opening his eyes and getting up from the bed, Bee saw a strange couple in his eyes.

The two looked at each other, and the young red-haired woman smiled softly, "We are the ones who adopted you."

"... Adoption?"

On a snow-covered night, a young red-haired woman sits by the bed and tells fairy tales to the bright-eyed teenager under the covers.

"Why can't the prince understand the words of the rich businessman?"

"Because the wealthy businessman is a foreigner and has his own language, the prince must learn it to understand it."

"...Learn? Just use the prince's language."

"A wealthy businessman also needs to learn the prince's language."

"Isn't the prince using the same language as us? He is born with it."

"..."

"Why can't the prince recognize the princess? What was it like when I was a child? Will it be different?"

"...you are tired, go to sleep."

The hall was filled with the smell of wheat and the smell of sweet and mellow food. The table was full of food, but the ground was in a mess, and the tableware and juice fell to the floor.

The couple was silent at the door of the bathroom, and the bee vomited vigorously while hugging the sink.

"I can't eat that stuff, I'm going to die," he murmured while spitting.

"But it's been two days, and you haven't eaten anything."

"I can't die!" The bee was cold and hysterical, "I can't die! I can't die!"

The husband and wife looked at each other, and the original love had turned into doubt and worry.

Day after day, the behavior of the bees became more and more strange, and the eyes of the husband and wife became more and more repulsive.

He would stare at the couple in the middle of the night, secretly observe them going to the toilet, and try to hurt them with a knife, day after day, endlessly.

Finally, the doubt in the eyes of the couple turned into embarrassment and panic.

Also that night, amid screaming and futile resistance, the two were killed by bees lifting a boulder one by one.

The bee felt cold all over, and the memory of his hands was vivid. The weight of the boulder, the touch and sound of hitting the person were vivid.

Before waking up, memories of the next scene came flooding back.

"Don't remember?" The woman broke down in tears, "Really don't remember? We are your parents, so it's not because I'm confused."

She broke down and cried, and her father took her into his arms, patted her comfortingly, and looked at the bee with relief, "It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive."

Bees are very slow in recognizing everything, and the two of them learned the survival instinct of eating and excreting. After a few years, they gradually became happy, angry, sad and joyful, and their expressions gradually became richer, from dull and cold to full of curiosity. .

The more curious you are, the more you can delve into some clues.

He can only eat nutrition bricks, not the food his parents eat, and even the excretion is completely different debris.

He secretly explored the reason, left the underground and went outside, followed the inexplicable call to the factory.

"Come to me. Tell me your answer."

In terror and a faint excitement, the bee staggered home and grabbed his father's arm.

"Dad, someone is looking for me at the factory, there is someone inside!"

For a moment, the father's eyes gradually lost all light.

The bee froze with anticipation on his face, and looked down to see the knife stuck in his abdomen, the root of which was on his father's wrist.

"dad?"

……

A family of three sat together for breakfast, and the cupboard was full of nutrition bricks.

"Why have I never seen any of the food that people eat in these books?"

The husband and wife were expressionless, eating in unison.

"Why?" The bee didn't understand, "what's wrong with you, did I do something wrong? Are you still angry?"

……

The bee in the slate closes his eyes.

Without watching the process, he also directly saw the ending where the bees finally killed the two.

The parents followed the bee into the factory, and the bee suddenly sensed the danger and pushed them off the platform.

……

Countless times of a family of three, countless tragic deaths.

Every time the temperament of the parents changes, the living conditions of the three change.

Sometimes I was poor, sometimes I had everything, and even many times there was no factory at all, no maintenance workers, and my father was not looking for surplus materials to make a living.

The longest is 30 years, and the shortest is only one day.

The bee opened its eyes.

The bottom of the stone slab is connected to an endless transparent space. He raised his head, as if he was at the bottom of the water, and saw Evanlo and the transparent man sitting above the water.

In front of them is a bottle of coffin.

They are said to be coffins, but they are actually transparent containers marked with numbers, which are very spectacular from a distance.

Each container contains its own sleeping body.

The bee was in a trance for a moment, then collected itself, and walked to the deepest point, which was also the highest point in the space.

The person who was exactly like himself was lying there like a sacrifice on the altar. He maintained the image that the bee saw in his memory, smashed to pieces by his parents. The mechanical muscles and bones were exposed and stained with a thin layer of dust. Than the deeply closed right eye, the face without the left half of the skin, the round eyes have no emotion.

There are complete human skeletons on his left and right sides, one is a slender and tall female, and the other is a rough and tall male skeleton.

"Dad, mom."

The bee murmured and trembled uncontrollably.

All the memories of being loved emerged, and that was the only time when they loved themselves in a real and tangible form, and treated him as their own memory.

It is also the memory of him crying and begging for mercy, but still being overwhelmed by complete despair and fear, being killed by his parents, but still able to get up, and in the screams of the terrified two, he raised a huge stone and smashed them to death.

When it completed its first destiny, it seemed as if some switch had been turned on, and it walked towards the factory without hesitation, but it still maintained the last trace of reason, pulling the dead bodies of its parents from left to right.

All the instruments give way automatically, its body is broken, and every step it takes is in danger of losing its balance and falling to its knees.

The transparent person came up to meet it, humping it up sexually.

It was an unheard-of creature in the life of a bee, but there was nothing surprising or frightening about it.

It just asks, "Why?"

The transparent person has no facial features, no limbs, but it can feel the headache of the transparent person frowning.

"Why?" Bee's eyes filled with tears, "They love me, but you tell me I'm a robot?"

The transparent man paused, hunched it up, continued to move forward flickeringly, and finally put the man on the altar.

People in uniforms of maintenance workers surrounded it with miniature chainsaws and various dismantling equipment in their hands. The bee flinched, but out of an urgent desire for identity, he did not struggle, seeing his body being cut open , red blood spurted out.

Pain, he thought, he should scream and proudly tell everyone present that he is a real human being with feelings and pain, not an inorganic thing controlled by programs and instructions in textbooks.

The semi-circular transparent person next to his pillow stretched out a body, pointed to himself, and communicated directly in the bee's heart, "I, organic."

Bee: "..." Do what you can.

But the two are just appearances, the muscles are stripped, the blood is drained, and the bee finally sees the machinery in his body inexplicably, and the whole person is blank.

He pushed away the person who was leaning forward in front of him, and struggled to free his limbs, "Impossible! I can't be!"

With the sound of a slight electric current, he lost control of his whole body and lay back stiff, being dismantled by several people.

His tears flowed down.

He must be special, otherwise why would he cry.

Hearing his words, the transparent man moved to his chest one by one, stretched out a part of his body and knocked on his inside, "There are still stocks."

Then why does it still hurt.

"The pain you think is different from other people's pain."

"Then tell me, why would I... want their love?"

"..."

"You said, just to understand a noun, you made me into a machine, told me that all feelings are instructions, and let me kill two people who really love me?" The electric current in the bee's body was flowing rapidly, tears They kept pouring out, but couldn't make a single expression, "Even if they were afraid of me, they tried hard to treat me as a son. How could you let such parents be killed by their sons? How sad would they be? They love me so much, you know How did I kill them?"

"...You have restored the memory of the factory settings, and you have all the programs, so what are you asking?"

"..."

After a long silence, the dismemberment was completed. The maintenance worker carefully took out a piece of translucent white spar from the safe, and looked at the transparent person, "Do you want to try it?"

"No," said the bee, "you will not get what you want, and if you give me life, I will destroy all your hard work."

"Revenge?" The transparent person tilted his head, "The behavior pattern is similar."

"The experiment may not be successful," the transparent man said to the workers, "but I'm curious whether they can really love each other one day."

Bees are unbelievable.

"Since you won't agree. I will keep all your memories. Every time you complete the program and come here, the memories will be restored." The transparent man said, "At that time, you can choose to do it again, or enter the last round Experiment. But I think you'd go with the former, the deeper the pattern repeats."

"What's the new procedure?"

"Find 'love'." The transparent man said, with a little longing in his coldness. "This is only a part of your mission, but it is always noble. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, we will refer to the highest order."

……

Electricity, or other energy shocks that bees don’t understand is over, and all memories are returned to the transformed spar in the body. Bees heard that the principle is that every part belongs to the soul, and the same preparatory volume can be compatible, but there is no system Contact, still can not tell the reason.

All the warmth, hope, and courage accumulated in this round of life are like ants under the huge information, which is almost invisible.

The power of repetition is indeed terrifying.He thought, it really changed people completely in an instant, and he couldn't get a little bit of energy. A few minutes ago, he was desperately trying to save Ivano, and a few hours ago, he was desperately trying to find Demon. Now all senses are gone. Dried up like frozen, everything that moved him and brought tears to his eyes was all there intact, but he just felt indifferent.

"Aren't you reconciled?" The first generation on the altar asked with a wry smile, "I chose the same ending again."

The bee came onto the stage, caressed the bones of her parents, looked at them deeply for a long time, and finally looked up at Evanlo above.

"I'm sorry, I can't even save your corpses." He put the bones and the original self together, and after the sadness was swept away, he quickly walked to the wall, entered the password, and took out the shiny white piece in his memory. spar.