Running Away

In the evening, in the observation room.

"From today on, I can't leave here."

A voice came from behind. Hearing this, Ye Shuang, who was in the observation room at the moment, paused slightly in his movements.

He turned around and looked at 483 behind him. After hesitating for a few seconds, Ye Shuang finally said, "For some reasons, you can only stay here for this period of time."

"Okay."

Ye Shuang looked at the little girl sitting on the edge of the bed and suddenly asked, "Is there anything you want to do?"

"How big is the world?"

"..." This unexpected question left Ye Shuang at a loss for how to answer the girl in front of him. If it were Xiaoyi, it would be okay. But if it wasn't, the correct answer would undoubtedly be cruel. However, Ye Shuang still chose to answer truthfully.

"The world is very big. If you have a chance, you can go out and have a look."

"Can you take me out?"

"Maybe."

"Is it a lie?"

"No." Ye Shuang replied seriously, "It's true."

483 propped her hands on the edge of the bed and swayed her feet. "Okay, I believe you, Shanxia."

"Thank you."

After Ye Shuang left the observation room, he slowly closed the door. Looking at the experiment record in his hand, he was thinking about the possibility that 483 was Xiaoyi. So far, he had also noticed 483's extraordinary memory. Thinking of Xiaoyi with hyperthymesia, perhaps they were indeed the same person.

Of course, it was just a possibility.

Given 483's current situation, she could only stay in the sterile observation room and the corridor outside.

Ye Shuang changed his clothes and planned to go back to his room to rest. However, the familiar figure at the door caught his attention. An Shiyu, a petite girl, was leaning against the door, playing with a game console.

Maybe she heard the footsteps. She looked up at this time and said, "So slow."

"After all, I have to work."

"What's the content of your work?"

"Studying the illness on you." Ye Shuang gave a vague answer.

"Okay. Can I go and have a look?" An Shiyu asked.

"No."

Perhaps because of Ye Shuang's decisive answer, An Shiyu shrugged at this time and said, "Boring. Got it."

"Your parents should have reminded you that it's forbidden to go there, right?" Ye Shuang asked.

"Indeed, they did." An Shiyu looked away.

"Try to be a good child." Ye Shuang smiled.

"Tsk."

Maybe she was not happy talking to Ye Shuang. An Shiyu hugged the game console and left directly. But a few seconds later, she came back again. "I want to stay with you for a while."

"Huh?"

"Not allowed?" An Shiyu asked.

"It's not that it's not allowed. Okay." Ye Shuang thought An Shiyu just wanted to play the game console, so he nodded.

After taking An Shiyu into his room, she plopped down on the edge of the bed and said, "Go take a shower."

"Huh?" Ye Shuang was stunned for a moment.

"Hurry up. You smell so bad."

"Er..."

Ye Shuang smelled himself. Although he didn't smell any so - called bad smell, after hearing what she said, he still took his change of clothes and went to take a shower.

...

Ten minutes later, Ye Shuang walked out of the bathroom and found that An Shiyu was gone.

"Did she go back?" Ye Shuang glanced at the door. After confirming that Little Yu was not in the room, he couldn't figure out what this girl was up to.

Suddenly, Ye Shuang seemed to think of something. He reached out to touch the ID card in his coat.

"..."

"It's not here..."

Realizing that it had been taken by An Shiyu, Ye Shuang quickly changed his clothes and rushed towards the observation room. But he couldn't enter because he didn't have the ID card.

[Please enter the password or ID card]

[Fingerprint verification successful]

Fortunately, the fingerprint still worked. After Ye Shuang entered the observation room, he found that An Shiyu and 483 were standing face - to - face. At this time, An Shiyu's expression also showed disbelief.

"Who is she?"

Ye Shuang: "..."

"Answer me!"

And 483 also seemed a bit strange at this time. It seemed that she felt something familiar about An Shiyu.

"..." Ye Shuang looked around and could only say, "Little Yu, she is your clone."

An Shiyu's eyes widened. "What? Are you joking? Do you think this is a science - fiction movie?!"

"Is she here to replace me?!"

"No..." Ye Shuang glanced at 483 but couldn't say the words. "Little Yu, let's go out and talk."

Just then, the red lights in the observation room suddenly started to flash. At the same time, a voice came from the radio. "Shanxia, are you crazy? Why did you take An Shiyu there!"

"Take her out!"

There was also a chaotic noise outside the door. Soon, a large group of people rushed in and grabbed An Shiyu out without hesitation.

"Let go of me!"

At this time, An Shiyu's parents also came. An Shiyu's father directly questioned Ye Shuang, "Shanxia, what stupid thing are you doing?!"

"Sorry."

"I stole the access card!" After seeing Ye Shuang being blamed, An Shiyu immediately said.

"You, you child. Little Yu, didn't I tell you that you're not allowed to enter here?"

"Who is she? Why does she look exactly like me!"

"Let's talk outside first."

The scene was in a complete mess. However, 483 was taken away by the laboratory staff. Before being taken away, she still took a look at An Shiyu's side, as if she was a bit confused about the situation.

...

...

In the next few days, Ye Shuang was arranged not to contact 483, and he couldn't even see An Shiyu.

He himself was confined to his room. Although it was called confinement, in fact, he was still free to move around, but his activity range was only the dormitory and the canteen.

Moreover, according to An Shiyangqi's intention, Ye Shuang was even allowed to go home for a short rest. The reason was that 483 fully met the conditions for transplantation, and he was even given an access card to leave, but Ye Shuang didn't agree.

"Time is running out." Ye Shuang glanced at the clock in the upper right corner. At the current speed, there were only a few days left.

Could he do something? It seemed that he had done nothing. What he had done was just what Shanxia had done before.

Just as Ye Shuang was thinking like this, the noisy sound outside the door caught his attention again.

"What's going on?" Ye Shuang found that there were quite a lot of people, and each of them was in a hurry.

"483 has escaped!"

"How is that possible!"

"It's true. Miss An Shiyu took the experimental subject and ran away. It was captured by the cameras." The man said anxiously.

"Shanxia, come with us to bring the people back!"

Some people urged Ye Shuang to go with them to find the people. Hearing this, Ye Shuang quickly followed. But then he seemed to think of something. "Wait for me a moment."

"Hurry up!"

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