Since arriving at the Nevada desert base yesterday, Li Haojun and Keshia received a notice to go to the base for a meeting this afternoon. They took the unmanned flying car sent by the base to arrive at the base in the valley. The facilities here are very simple, with fences, helicopter pads, fuel storage areas, garages, barracks buildings, and the main building of the base.

Led by the other party, they entered the facility, went through security checks, and signed safety rules. During the whole process, Li Haojun noticed that this should be a very old military base, with rough concrete poured with wooden formwork, exposed cables on the walls, wiring troughs, and dim explosion-proof tungsten filament lights.

After being taken into a room, the staff left and closed the door, which was a very heavy explosion-proof door. Li Haojun then glanced at Keshia, who was very calm.

After a while, the door opened and two people walked in, one was an older man with black hair and round glasses, wearing a suit with wrinkled pants, and the other was a young man who seemed to be an assistant. After getting to know each other, the few people went straight to the point. The interior furnishings were simple, and the projector was projected directly onto the wall. The base technicians first explained the application scenarios of various products using Tarachi Biogene Innovation, such as human injury recovery, human function enhancement, mental injury recovery, etc., and then explained in detail the technical routes of the use of Laqi Biogene products. Some of these products are used directly, and some are processed as intermediate products for final use. After the explanation, Li Haojun was introduced to the problems found in actual use. After Li Haojun communicated some details with them, they gave Li Haojun and Keshia an answer sheet to score the relevance of various events.

After completing the general exams for elementary school students, the two were sent back to the hotel. It seems that the customer will verify the results of today's work tomorrow, so Li Haojun and Keshia have to wait here. After having dinner at the hotel nearby, the two decided to go out for a walk and walked aimlessly along the road.

Li Haojun took Keshia's hand and let her walk on the side close to the road. Keshia chuckled and asked,

"Are you biased?"

"Why do you say that?" Li Haojun asked curiously,

"It won't rain here, so you won't hold my waist?" Keshia asked in a low voice,

"Hahaha, she? Did she tell you?"

"Yeah," Keshia answered softly and simply, with a little shyness in her voice,

Li Haojun followed the way he did with Malaya, even though he was not cold and did not hold the clothes on his head, he held Keshia in the rain and asked as he walked,

"Is that so?"

"Hehe, she didn't say that in detail,"

"Oh, now I understand,"

"What do you understand?"

"The reason your sister quarreled with you is because I can't hold both of you at the same time, so she asked not to come to me at the same time as you,"

"Oh, is that so, then do you want both of us to accompany you?" Keshia asked with a smile, a little naughty,

"Ah..." Li Haojun didn't know how to answer for a moment. If he said he wanted her, wouldn't it be too greedy? If he said he didn't want her, how could he live up to the kindness of the two girls. After a brief embarrassment, he couldn't help but ask,

"Does she feel lonely at home now?"

"No, she will sit there and meditate when she has time,"

"Oh," this answer surprised Li Haojun a little.

The sky was getting darker, and the stars were faintly visible in the sky on the distant mountain top. The evening breeze in the desert was getting cooler. The two decided to go back. Compared with the way they set out, the way back was less fresh and exciting, and more familiar and peaceful. Li Haojun arranged Keshia on the other side of him, still on the side of the road, and still hugged her with both hands.

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In the sky on the other side, the moon rose quietly, illuminating the earth. Li Haojun looked over there for a moment, a little absent-minded. "Do you miss her?" Keshia asked. "No, I just thought for a moment that our products may not only be used in that base as he introduced, but there may be more application scenarios." "Well, so what?" "This is very unfair to ordinary people, and those who do not accept technological transformation will lack competitive advantages. Although there are relevant laws, they are always lagging behind. For organizations such as companies or groups, the results of long-term competition will definitely be different. They are fully capable of manipulating individuals, social behavior, and national power. And individuals are like stones in the torrent of competition, being swept away or crushed." "Oh, are you worried about world peace?" "Haha, you are teasing me," Keshia smiled and said nothing more, listening quietly to Li Haojun's story, "There will be no world wars in the future, at least they will not be seen by ordinary people , the war between interest groups will not be the same as before. As for ordinary people, there will be no more revolutions. They can no longer fight against those who oppress them. They don't even know that they are oppressed, nor do they know who has done what to them. Remember the questionnaire just now? It can interfere with mental damage and the original thinking mode. "Yes, maybe one day you will wake up and forget me," "I won't let others fiddle with my mind, no temptation," "Are you sure?" "For you, I won't," Looking at Li Haojun's serious and faithful look, Keshia stopped asking, she knew who he was talking about. Back at the hotel, Keshia went to wash up, Li Haojun lay on the bed, relieved the fatigue of the day, and couldn't help but delay the conversation just now and think about himself, why did he lose his memory? Was it really a car accident? But he didn't find any relevant traces. Was he like other people, living the life he thought he was living, which was actually completely different from what outsiders saw. Qin Wenjing once mentioned that she and herself might have identity chips on them. This is the price of being a quasi-interstellar resident, or perhaps the price of working in a high-tech company, but it is not certain whether the chip will affect one's thinking through brain waves, or monitor one's life. I once wanted to remove this shackle through my own research, but the promotion and more work arrangements that followed seemed to hinder my idea.

Li Haojun had this feeling, but he couldn't be sure, and he didn't want to sacrifice the time to accompany Qin Wenjing to continue his research. The choice between the present and the future is always difficult to make, not to mention sacrificing one's lover, and I am already middle-aged, and there will not be many golden days in the future, so I should spend more time with the people in front of me. Then, Keshia and Malaya entered my life. Li Haojun also thought, could they be arranged by the company? Do you think Qin Wenjing is not enough to get my attention back? It's just that they are so young and could have had better choices.

So is my consciousness being manipulated or monitored? My current life is real, Qin Wenjing is real, and the two sisters are real. Their companionship, care, and my feelings for them are all sincere and real. Living in such a sweet day, what else do I want?

Tracing back in thought, Keshia has finished washing, wearing a bathrobe, and wiping her hair as she walks. Li Haojun remembered the time when she helped him up with her hair dripping with water, as if it was just yesterday.

"Ethan, are you going to take a shower?" She asked as she walked,

"Yes," Li Haojun said, getting up and going to the bathroom.

The light in the bathroom was not turned off, and it was filled with steam and the smell of shower gel. Keshia had just taken a shower here. It was the same space, just a different time. And at the same time, what was Qin Wenjing doing?

The hot water on the top of her head flowed through every inch of her skin, like a warm and gentle touch, and Keshia's youthful breath was overflowing around. What kind of night this will be, Li Haojun himself didn't know. After a quick shower, he turned off the water, turned off the lights, put on a bathrobe and tiptoed out of the bathroom. Fortunately, the bedroom lights were off. Walking into the room, the curtains were quiet, and through the bleak moonlight, Keshia was already asleep on her bed.

Li Haojun lay down on his bed carefully, making sure not to make any noise. Relaxing on his bed, the light from the window was a little distracting, and Li Haojun turned his head to the wall. In a trance, Keshia had come over and squeezed to lie on the side of the bed,

"Oh don't..." Li Haojun subconsciously, before he finished speaking,

"Okay." While leaning towards the wall, he hugged her back with his right hand to prevent her from falling.

Keshia didn't say anything, just followed Li Haojun's movement, and buried her face between his shoulders and neck. Li Haojun put his left arm around her shoulders and neck, and his right hand on her waist. The scent of her hair seemed to entangle the soul, and the breath of her breath connected the lungs and spleen, making people love her.

The warm temperature seemed to bridge any boundaries, making the two people no longer two individuals, but integrated into one, kind and gentle, light, get rid of the weight of the body, fly out of the small window, overlook the fine sand and green grass in the moonlight, stretch the body, touch the waves of the breeze, and go to the next level. Holding the bright moon in hand, scattered white gauze in the world, floating towards the Moon Palace.

The earth beneath me is getting farther and farther away, and its outline through the white veil is becoming more and more blurred. The scale of my limbs seems to be extending. My arms can feel the arc of the earth's outline. The sky above my head seems to be getting closer and closer. Standing on the white veil of moonlight, the background of the sky seems deeper and the stars are brighter. In those endless stars, there seems to be a fateful thought.