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Chapter 137 End

In the genius children and teenagers group, An Cui is doing well, a famous mentor in the industry, with one-on-one teaching at most one-on-three. Her peers are all geniuses who can discuss the astronomy, geography, universe and time with her. Except for a few who have common problems with low emotional intelligence, they always say unpleasant words, they are perfect.

An Cui's life is a quarter of her time. She has a family who loves her, lets her travel around the unrestricted sea of ​​learning, trusts her partners, and even gains love, freely creating everything she wants, as if nothing can hurt her. Even if someone throws stones at her, she can always fight back gracefully and calmly.

Until her backing suddenly collapsed and collapsed.

Because of the revenge of the transnational criminal group that was severely damaged by his brother a few years ago. Just police and their families were retaliated by criminals, this is actually nothing new. However, the An family is not an ordinary police family. They live in military courtyards and have guards in and out. How difficult is it to retaliate? But they did it. There is no possibility except for someone who betrays it from the inside.

Even though they promised to investigate strictly, they would definitely give her an explanation. An Cui still felt unprecedented anger, and her anger kept lingering in her heart. She wanted to kill people and take revenge, and she took her anger on everyone.

The young birds who lost their nests chirped sadly, but no longer had thick wings to shelter her from the wind and rain.

She has a wide connection. As a scientist with more than 200 heavyweight patents under her, countless spies were watching around her. Senior officials from various countries and financial crocodiles were trying to win over how many people she wanted to cooperate with. It can be said that even if she had no friendship before, she could have it now.

She consumed a lot of favors and owed many favors. She used all her personal resources to not assist the Interpol because she had already lacked trust in the official institutions. Instead, she hired a powerful mercenary army and locked up the group of criminals who fled in various countries and committed crimes on the dark web. It took two years to kill them all, leaving no living gulf.

She didn't care about the means, whether she used the hands of the police or the mercenaries. Anyway, she wanted them to die and was tortured to death. Only their blood and pain could extinguish her anger.

The feeling of success in revenge is very pleasant, but if you lose it, you lose it. The little pleasure at this time is based on great pain, and perhaps there is also an escape mentality, so her emotional nerves will gradually become numb and these memories will be gradually forgotten.

And now, she can finally recall the beauty of the past and no longer avoid them.

The song is over.

An Cui found that his best friend Winston was sitting on a garden bench, holding his hands on his knees, and his handsome face was filled with a sincere smile.

"I heard you're working again."

"It's just a virtual lab."

This is natural. It is not certain that An Cui has indeed returned to normal and no longer has the tendency to commit suicide. They will not let An Cui touch dangerous items before they can.

Winston accompanied An Cui for another morning and had lunch together. An Cui was about to start working in the afternoon. It was not easy for Winston to take a whole morning, so he said goodbye to her.

An Cui looked at the back of the elite with a crisp and noble suit, and suddenly she thought that her birthday this year had not passed yet. She hadn't given him a gift for several years, but she often received various holiday gifts from him. Well... Then I'll give him his favorite gift at that time.

Thinking of this, 524 suddenly spoke in her mind and said with great confidence: "This man loves you."

An Cui was slightly stunned and said, "Hmm? Don't talk nonsense, Winston is my best friend."

"It is pronounced as 'best friend' and written as 'love'! It seems that even big guys have dark days under the light. I just saw it. How could he look at you look at friends? Besides, where does the simple and deep friendship come from between men and women!" 524 turned into a love expert and analyzed it with great insight.

However, An Cui and Winston have known each other for so many years, and they have never had an ambiguous relationship. They are clearly pure friends.

"I'm going to work, you can go offline." An Cui said. When her brain refused to visit 524, it was impossible for 524 to enter the conversation with her, and he couldn't see what was in her brain.

"Okay OK, I've been offline for dinner. But what I said is true. That blonde man looked at you with super affectionate look!" After saying the last sentence, 524 was offline.

Because she was preparing to make a birthday gift for Winston, An Cui took some time to ask for a factory after work, and made a list of materials for someone to purchase, including two Lamborghini and various accessories. She was planning to use them to transform and make a Transformer in the "Second Generation of Heroes". One of the differences between it and in the movie is that after the transformation, the people in the car will not be thrown out, but will be protected in it. It is a very suitable alternative bodyguard for Winston, who occasionally encounters assassination.

Although there are many technologies in the copy that cannot be realized on Earth in her time, she did get a lot of inspiration from it, and after developing alternative solutions, she gave her some time to make it.

The things she wants, or what she wants to do, are dangerous. When it comes to meetings with her, the people above held several meetings and finally decided to give An Cui, but they had to send some people to her, and once they noticed that she had abnormal behavior, they would stop it.

So An Cui either works in a virtual laboratory or works in the factory. While doing it, An Cui suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar. She had been doing something for another person in the factory, with motor oil stains on her body, holding a screwdriver and a wrench, and with a pleasant expression of hope to see the person receiving the gift. What was she doing? Ah, yes, she was making an airplane to give it to her cute little assistant.

It's strange that the influence of about 524 is about the impact, and the memories that come up at this time are about Winston.

At that time, she was quite satisfied with the biplane because she sprayed the biplane red, but suddenly she thought about whether this color was not good in the eyes of men. So she sent the picture of the biplane to Winston and gave a speech to consult: How do you feel when you have just made it? Do you like it?

Winston replied immediately: What did you do? I like it.

It seemed that there was no problem. So she put away her phone.

She thought the matter had ended here. It was not until a few days later that he came to the laboratory to find her and chatted for a long time. She was almost impatient and hesitated and asked the plane inexplicably and embarrassedly. An Cui said that she gave it to her assistant because they were dating and he liked the plane very much.

I didn't care at that time. Now I think about it. Winston's reaction at that time... was indeed something wrong. He was good at hiding his emotions. This was a course he had been studying since he was a child, but at that time he was unexpectedly exposed, with a hint of shock and a little angry expression. The light in his eyes quickly dimmed, and even the back that left finally seemed to be a bit fleeing.

Before she had a boyfriend, their contacts were very frequent. Winston would send her a message if she had something to do and tell her which restaurant was delicious and she had to take her to eat. After that, their contacts began to decrease like jumping off the cliff.

Could it be that... he thought the plane was going to be given to him? At that time, she saw his reaction, and there was such suspicion in her mind. But then she thought that the heir of the largest consortium in the United States, a super famous young master, had several private jets, and she did not lack her small biplane. In addition, her life assistant and boyfriend were by her side, so she had no extra thoughts to think about these things.

When the seeds of doubt were planted, An Cui couldn't help but look for clues in her memories, not knowing whether it was because of narcissism or because of the premise that "Winston loves her", the memories were full of proofs that she had not noticed before.

She still remembered the first time they met, she went for his family background. The eldest son of the Bronnaz consortium who was studying in a comparable prestigious school opposite, was quite famous in their school. He encountered walls everywhere among adults who did not trust her. He felt unwilling to admit defeat. He was unwilling to accept the funding and introductions from his family and mentors. He decided to rely on himself to find Bole, and walked into that school and found him.

In front of the magnificent gray building, he was sitting on the emerald green lawn reading a book. The hair color that should have belonged to the warm tone did not relieve his overall temperament. He had a pale, handsome, villain-like face. She remembered what others said about him: a typical heir to capitalism, even with a smile, could not hide the indifference and arrogance. Standing there could make people feel the class gap.

So she thought it would take some whisper to make him willing to give her two minutes, but she didn't want it to go smoothly. Now thinking about it, he stood up from the lawn and looked at her eyes, not the eyes of strangers, the light flashing in his deep blue eyes seemed to be a little surprised and surprised. But she thought it was just because he was very smart. After listening to her talk, he expressed his willingness to be her investor on the spot because of her foresight and his keen eyes.

At that time, she was ambitious and had no stubborn love at all. She buried her head in the laboratory all day long. He delivered three meals a day on time to supervise her to eat. She thought it was just a consideration among her partners. Until he began to take over the family industry and became busy, so he hired her a living assistant.

Although they were gradually alienated because of this living assistant, when her family collapsed, he immediately came to her and provided her with all the help he could. Until now, there were so many friends and colleagues who had disconnected from her, but he was still with her.

Is it true... because I love her?

...

Winston was Christmas Eve birthday, and An Cui had moved out of the mental hospital and returned to the institute.

The news that Ancui was discharged from the hospital was blocked. The outside world did not know that she naturally would not attend Winston's birthday party. Anyway, it was just a business exchange. She drove to Beronatz Manor in a car that she wanted to give him, and was about to wait for him to come back from the hotel to give him a surprise.

The old housekeeper knew her and was surprised to see her, but she still put her in according to the rules of the past, gave her the refreshments she liked, and let her walk around here.

The manor basically did not change much. An Cui walked around their private museum. After a few years, she found that many paintings and porcelain were added to their museum. She was preparing to go to Winston's study to read books, but unexpectedly found a large photo album on the bookshelf. She took it down and opened it, and saw herself.

Many of the photos were taken secretly and posted in chronological order, about when she was 16 years old, far before she looked for Winston. There were those who taught questions on the classroom podium, those who were eating in the school cafeteria, and those who were looking down while walking. Many meaningless photos were blurred, and some were extremely ugly, which showed the weirdness of the photography techniques and angles.

An Cui was flipping around and heard a burst of anxious footsteps coming from the corridor, getting closer and closer. She turned her head and saw Winston. Compared to his anxiety, An Cui looked much calmer. She just looked at him and then withdrew her gaze: "You took it all?"

Winston's heartbeats like thunder, and the brain that had been extremely awake most of the time was like a messy ball of yarn. An Cui's plain reaction made him feel anxious. Do you want to deny it? Or take the opportunity to express his feelings? Is it OK now? Her spirit has recovered, and the damn little assistant is gone, and he is the only one left by her.

"...No, some were hired to take pictures." He finally replied, his voice dry and dull.

“When did it start?”

“…I was in my senior year.”

An Cui: "???" It was earlier than she thought.

Because his parents happened to graduate from those two universities, and they both wanted him to go to their respective alma maters to attend college, he went to the two schools for inspection. An Cui passed by them and stopped to greet the professor who was walking with them. She just glanced over his face casually, as if he had not entered her eyes, but he was hit suddenly.

The genius girl who was obviously one year younger than him but already had her own laboratory. The professor who took him around in the school proudly told him something about her. He couldn't help but look back frequently, but her figure quickly disappeared behind the building.

An Cui: "Then why didn't you enter our school?"

"You have a great influence on me, and I think you need to stay away from you." Winston said. After all, the education he received since childhood made him calm, and An Cui made him completely unable to calm down, otherwise he would be worried that he would not graduate from college in the end. But while staying away, he secretly took An Cui's photos, followed everything about her, and waited for her to come to him and seek his investment, but he could not refuse him.

"You really surprised me. I don't know how to treat you now." An Cui said.

"...sorry." But since she had already made it known, he would no longer pretend that he was just a friend's concern for her.

The next day, Winston began to pursue Ancui.

524 is very proud: "I just say he loves you!"

An Cui ignored it and focused on her work.

"Do you want to be with him? I think it's good to be with him. He is handsome, has a good family background, and is very dedicated."

Who knows? It is hard and lonely to like her. If the other party is not Winston, but any male, maybe An Cui will look at it. After all, love is really not worth mentioning to her, mostly to solve her physiological needs. But Winston is a person who needs to be treated solemnly, not because of his social identity, but because of his status in her heart. After all, if we break up, it is impossible to be friends again.
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