Chapter 1001
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When Jian Yiling returned to her office, her colleague noticed that she was a little flustered.
The colleague was a kind-looking woman.
"What's wrong? Is there something on your mind? "
"Am I just an instrument to the institution?" Jian Yiling asked.
The woman paused for a moment. Then, she smiled at Jian Yiling and said, "Yiling, you're not just an instrument to the institution. I'm also an instrument. We all are."
"Why do we do research?"
"To protect those who are worthy of our protection. We either protect them directly or use our abilities to exchange for money. We indirectly protect them and ourselves. "
"But, I don't have anyone I want to protect. I don't have anyone 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 for you. Then, the research you do and the effort you put in can be used to protect them. "
"…"
She woke up from her dream.
Jian Yiling opened her eyes and looked at the dark room.
She had met someone who loved her. However, why couldn't she protect him?
Was it because she didn't work hard enough?
She didn't understand what family and love were.
However, she knew that if Zhai Yunsheng died, she would be very sad.
She didn't want anything to happen to A Sheng.
However, she couldn't protect him. She couldn't keep him.
What she had learned couldn't be of any use.
Jian Yiling felt a warm liquid run out of her eyes and across her cheeks.
Suddenly, Jian Yiling thought of something. She got up and ran out of her room.
In the middle of the night, Zhai Yunsheng suddenly heard movement. In the darkness, a delicate figure broke into his room and threw herself onto his bed.
It was a familiar smell and a familiar body.
Jian Yiling snuggled into his blanket. Then, she snuggled into his arms.
Everything happened so suddenly.
"Yiling?" Zhai Yunsheng asked as he lowered his head.
The person in his arms did not respond. A pair of delicate hands were anxiously exploring his body.
"Yiling, what's wrong?" Zhai Yunsheng asked. At this moment, he was confused and worried.
"A Sheng, I want to have a baby with you."
Jian Yiling spoke out her thoughts in a firm and urgent manner.
Zhai Yunsheng nearly choked on his breath.
What kind of request was that?
"Yiling, can you tell me what happened first?"
In the darkness, Zhai Yunsheng's hand touched the wetness on Jian Yiling's cheek.
Is she crying?
This realization made Zhai Yunsheng's heart clench.
He had never seen Jian Yiling cry before.
Previously, whether she was wronged, wronged, coerced, raped, or kidnapped, she had never shed a single tear.
"I can't cure your illness."
Upon hearing Jian Yiling's answer, Zhai Yunsheng breathed a sigh of relief.
So it was because of this matter. It wasn't that she was fine after getting hurt.
Zhai Yunsheng reached out his hand and gently stroked the back of Jian Yiling's head. He patted her gently to comfort her.
"It's okay. If it can't be cured, then so be it. It's not a big deal."
Zhai Yunsheng was already used to this. From the very beginning, he didn't have much hope.
Ever since he was young, his family had looked for countless doctors, and he was already used to it.
He was used to living in despair, living every minute with the thought that he might die at any time.
However, her tears were something he had never expected.
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