I’m In Charge of SCP

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Yang Xue didn't know how to sum up her mood.

A year ago, her life had only the words research, experiment, life and death.

Occasionally seeing those glamorous stars in the news, she always feels that she is not in the same world as the other party.

She knows why.

She has spent the vast majority of her life on-site.

Facing those horrible projects all day long, endless experiments.

She felt like an emotionless machine that kept turning, but looked the same every day.

She can even imagine her life twenty or even fifty years from now.

But she didn't regret it, and her father and uncle came here in the same way.

It is impossible for everyone to live well. Someone has to do something, and someone has to sacrifice.

This idea has been maintained for a long time, until... his arrival.

This man named Zhang Jue added a lot of vitality to her dull and boring life.

For the first time, she felt that being alive was fun.

At this moment, she was leaning against the head of the bed, looking at the figure who was spreading the quilt on the floor, feeling warm in her heart.

The house Yang Xue bought was a one-bedroom, after all, she only had so much money.

Every time he spends the night here, Zhang Jue always sleeps on the sofa in the living room.

But this time, the air conditioner was broken.

The air conditioner in the living room was hardly even turned on.

But sometimes, things are just like this, if you use it, it’s fine, but if you don’t use it, it breaks down somehow.

Zhang Jue clapped twice at the air conditioner that was taller than him, and successfully changed it from being unable to cool down to being unable to turn on.

Jiangzhou in July is already very hot, especially at night, when there is no wind at all, it is very stuffy.

The sofa has no mat,

If you sleep on it overnight, it may not be very comfortable.

Yang Xue couldn't bear to let Zhang Jue suffer this kind of crime, and finally decided to let him come to her bedroom to lay the floor.

"Oh, what a shame."

Zhang Jue said, and then jumped down twice to get his quilt.

It was said that it was his quilt, but it was actually Yang Xue's.

She has lived here for several years from her senior year to the postgraduate entrance examination and doctoral examination.

After taking a shower in her bathroom, Zhang Jue pulled up the thin air-conditioning quilt after lying down, and sniffed it vigorously: "It smells so good."

Yang Xue blushed a little.

But Zhang Jue shouldn't be able to tell, because she had just finished washing, and her face was flushed red from the hot water.

Even in summer, girls have to take a hot bath.

Looking at Zhang Jue who covered his head under the quilt under the bed, Yang Xue couldn't help but shook her head with a wry smile.

I just feel that he always has a kind of childishness and is not serious.

Sleeping in the same room with a man is an experience Yang Xue has never had.

Even if I went to CS city with him two months ago, I booked two rooms.

In a few months, she will have her 27th birthday.

Seeing that Ben San's age is not too young.

In fact, she knows that even if a girl of this age is not married, she probably lives with her boyfriend and spends every day together.

But she is busy, she can't finish those experiments, how can she have time to think about this kind of thing.

I've been deceiving myself with this reason before.

But Zhang Jue broke this balance.

Over the past year, they have experienced enough things to write a short story.

There are dangers, but as long as he is by his side, everything will be fine.

But no one pierced the last layer of window paper.

Yang Xue is a girl after all, so she can't just pull Zhang Jue into her bed.

She also has her own pride.

She could actually guess why Zhang Jue didn't mention this matter - because of the coming end.

Time is the thing that slips away the most when people aren't looking.

It was said to be three years later, but after careful calculation, it is actually only a little more than two years.

Strange things happen frequently all over the world, and even the projects that have been contained by the Authority have become active, and the rain is about to come.

Zhang Jue had been putting out fires everywhere, and he didn't even have time to catch his breath.

Although he himself never complained of being tired, Yang Xue felt sorry for him.

Fortunately, she is no longer the screaming researcher she was back then, and she can silently do something for him, even if it is not much.

After turning off the lights, the room was pitch black, and the curtains had a good blackout effect.

The two lay up and down so that they could hear each other's breathing.

It was ten o'clock in the evening. If they were in the site, they would not have rested so early.

But now at home, without those devices, and the two of them have no habit of watching TV, after rejecting Zhang Jue's proposal to take off their clothes, they could only lie down early.

Yang Xue secretly took off her underwear and put it aside, and then heard the man say: "Dr. Yang Da, I'm going to sleep to death, don't do anything against me at night."

Yang Xue pouted lightly, it was the villain who complained first, and she wanted to put her underwear back on.

Seeing that Yang Xue was silent, Zhang Jue raised his hand and touched the edge of her bed.

Sensing his movement, Yang Xue quickly shrank in: "What are you touching!"

Zhang Jue lay on the pillow and smiled: "I'm afraid you will step on me at night."

What is the relationship between these two? Yang Xue didn't think about it for a long time.

"rogue."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"..."

Not knowing whether it was because she lay down too early, or because there was a man in the room, Yang Xue tossed and turned, and found that she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

"Zhang Jue?"

She tried to scream softly.

"Huh?" Zhang Jue responded, "Can't sleep?"

"Um."

"It just so happens that I can't sleep either, why don't I tell you a ghost story."

boom!

"Why did you hit me with a pillow?"

"you deserve it."

"Let me tell you, Dr. Yang Da, if you don't apologize today, I won't return this pillow to you—hmm~scent!"

Yang Xue wanted to stretch her legs and kick him, but she was wearing a nightgown and no underwear, so she didn't dare to move after thinking about it.

Zhang Jue was a man who would take advantage of the cheapest price, so he was not given this chance.

Hearing that he was going to tell a ghost story, Yang Xue suddenly remembered that when the two explored 087 (the stairwell) together, he seemed to have said the same thing.

At that time, he had just become a consultant not long ago, and the time passed so quickly.

The corners of Yang Xue's mouth curled up slightly: "I want to join the Anti-Zhang Jue Volunteer League."

"Sorry, I don't agree."

"?"

Zhang Jue snorted, "Because I am the boss of the Anti-Zhang Jue Volunteer League."

"..."

Yang Xue suddenly began to sympathize with those people.

Under the leadership of Zhang Jue, what good results can be achieved against Zhang Jue.

Only a boring person like him can do this kind of thing.

In the darkness, Zhang Jue turned over and faced Yang Xue's bed: "Forget it, I won't tell ghost stories, let me guess a riddle for you."

"Hmm..." Sensing his movement, Yang Xue pursed her lips and turned around to face him.

"Dr. Yang Da, guess which one is the scariest song?"

"..."

Yang Xue always felt that Zhang Jue's brain circuit was different from others.

The two of them lay here, talking about guessing riddles, crossword riddles, lantern riddles, brain teasers, saying something bad, guessing the scariest song...

Yang Xue sighed and calmed down to think.

When she was in school, she accidentally heard a song called "Wedding Dress" on the recommendation of her classmates. Both the tune and the lyrics were very scary, and it can be said to be one of her shadows.

After hearing that song, she was so scared that she didn't sleep well for several days.

Later I heard that the song was blocked, and I don’t know if I can still find it now.

However, since it is a riddle, it should not follow the normal logic to find the "scary" one.

Especially Zhang Jue's riddle, she was really not sure.

After thinking for a few minutes, she said, "I can't think of it."

"I can give you a hint, it's a nursery rhyme." In the dark, she could feel Zhang Jue's triumphant energy, as if it was a very fulfilling thing to stump her, like a child Same.

Is the scariest song a nursery rhyme?

Yang Xue thought and thought, but still couldn't come up with an answer.

"what exactly is it?"

"Kiss me and I'll tell you."

"Rogue, forget it."

"Okay, good night then."

Two minutes later.

"What is it exactly?"

"Hahahaha, Dr. Yang, you can't play tricks, come and kiss—oh, kick lightly, kick lightly, I'll tell you, I'll just tell you—it's "Planting the Sun" oh."

In the darkness, Yang Xue retracted her feet and snatched her pillow back along the way.

"Planting the Sun" turned out to be the scariest song?

She didn't react for a moment.

Then I heard Zhang Jue's drake voice singing.

"I have a beautiful wish, that I can sow the sun when I grow up."

"Sow one seed, one is enough, and it will produce many, many suns."

"One for the Antarctic, one for the Arctic Ocean."

"One hangs in, hangs in winter, one hangs in the evening, hangs in the evening~"

Before Zhang Jue could finish singing, Yang Xue knew what he meant.

With so many suns planted, the earth is already finished.

Although she knew the answer, she still felt that Zhang Jue's brain circuit was abnormal.

It's not normal to even bring yourself.

...

The night is already very deep.

Yang Xue still couldn't fall asleep.

Listening to the gradually steady breathing under the bed, she felt that she had never felt so at ease.

Even if the end of the world is coming, so what, as long as we can face it together, there is nothing to be afraid of.

In the darkness, Yang Xue raised her head slightly, looked under the bed, and looked at the vague figure.

The temperature of the air conditioner is not low.

Zhang Jue turned sideways, sandwiched her quilt, and hummed a few times in his sleep, not knowing who he was arguing with.

Yang Xue pursed her lips.

I didn't expect his sleeping posture to be quite cute. It would be great if I could hug him and sleep.

She was taken aback by her sudden thought.

His face was very hot, and he knew it without looking. It must have been red to the ears.

Yang Xue sighed.

Since meeting him, she and her name seem to be getting farther and farther apart.

She was no longer the "iceberg beauty" that was said in the school.

Will be amused by him and smile knowingly, and will also be gritted by him in anger.

But no matter what, the desire to be with him has never changed.

There are still more than two years, and Yang Xue doesn't know if she can wait until that time.

...

The next day, Yang Xue went to visit her uncle Yang Wenbai as planned, and Zhang Jue went with her.

After the site14 intrusion incident, Yang Wenbai took the blame and resigned, and was amnesticized and overwritten by the administration. Now he is at home, and he heard that he raised a parrot, which he played with all day long.

But he no longer knew Zhang Jue.

Seeing Yang Xue coming back with a strange man, he was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed.

"Come on, come on, sit down, let me tell you why Xue'er comes back to see me when you have time - young man, you are welcome, drink tea."

Of course Zhang Jue would not be polite to him, and sat on the sofa.

"Young man, what's your name, what are you doing now?"

"Zhang Jue, who is in the same company as Dr. Yang, can be regarded as her supervisor."

"You are a supervisor at a young age, and you have a bright future. Xue'er usually causes you a lot of trouble."

"Ah, it's okay, it's just that I always kick me when I sleep—hiss—"

Zhang Jue gasped, and knew without looking that the tender flesh on his waist must have turned purple.

"I'm going to cook." Yang Xue glared at him, then turned and went to the kitchen.

Yang Xue was cutting vegetables in the kitchen, but her ears were pricked up.

Not long after, the father and son laughed in the living room.

I don't know what Zhang Jue and his uncle said, this dead man knows everyone.

Yang Xue rubbed her face with the back of her hand, it seemed a little hot.

A not so hearty lunch is ready.

When Yang Xue came out of the kitchen, the two were playing chess.

"Old Yang, this is the third time you have regretted a move, I will remember it for you."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, you see, even if I regret the game, it doesn't hurt, I can't control the situation..."

"It doesn't hurt that you pick up the car you ate again..."

"Young people, you must know how to respect the old and love the young..."

"Okay, okay, you regret it, you regret it..."

Yang Xue smiled.

Since my uncle retired, the smile on his face has increased a lot. Usually when she calls, he can tell that he is very comfortable now.

Probably without the pressure of the project, I became more and more energetic.

Just like those neighbors' uncles and aunts, urging her to find a boyfriend.

After eating, Zhang Jue went to the bathroom, Yang Wenbai carefully pulled her aside.

He glanced in the direction of the bathroom: "Boyfriend?"

"Just ordinary friends."

"You have been in school for so many years, I have never seen any friend you brought to your house for dinner."

"Uncle, you think too much."

"Listen to my uncle's advice. It's better to have someone by your side than to be alone. You see, uncle is alone now, and he can only tease parrots all day long. You are cold-tempered, uncle knows, but you can't be cold forever, right? You should take the initiative. Girls should be softer, and it will be more effective than boys.”

"Oh uncle, stop talking."

Yang Xue is a girl, and Yang Wenbai can't say too much.

Zhang Jue and Yang Xue stayed with him all afternoon, and they didn't leave the house until the sun went down.

The sun slowly set, and the sky darkened. The two walked side by side in the park next to the community, and neither of them spoke.

Yang Xue lowered her head, thinking about the two of them.

She likes Zhang Jue, there's nothing to say about that, otherwise she wouldn't hang out with him, and even let him sleep in her bedroom overnight.

But does Zhang Jue like her? She thought it should be, but she was a little uncertain.

Zhang Jue was full of scheming and full of viciousness. Even she couldn't tell which of his words were true and which were false.

Even if one day, he stood in front of her and told her that his name was fake, his identity was fake, all of them were fake, just to tease her, and he was just a little bastard, she wouldn't be surprised.

If this is the case, will you regret it?

It didn't take long for Yang Xue to come up with the answer - no.

No matter what, I still like him.

His foolishness, his cynicism, and even the smirk from the corner of his mouth were deeply imprinted in her mind, and she couldn't get rid of them.

That being the case, what is there to be afraid of?

At that moment, Yang Xue seemed to have figured it out.

The shackles that trapped her before were all released.

A sense of enlightenment.

Since I like him, why do I care about the end of the world? Do you still care about whether it can last for a long time?

Seize the day and night.

Yang Xue clenched her fists tightly, her nails dug deep into her flesh, forcing herself to take a step forward.

"Zhang Jue, I..."

She raised her head, just about to make a sound.

However, Zhang Jue's eyes narrowed like hawks.

"Hurry up, evacuate the people around, forget it, it's too late, don't worry about anyone, you go by yourself, hurry up!"