Mu Tang wrote very seriously. It was rare that when Lu Yan came back, he didn't rush forward and hug him. Instead, he turned around and said hello with a smile:
"Lu Yan, you're back!!"
Then he lowered his head and continued writing.
Lu Yan was a little surprised. He put down the things in his hands and walked over. He was even more surprised when he saw what was on the table.
Mu Tang was actually writing. She had never touched these things before.
"What are you writing?" Lu Yan asked with a smile, picking up a piece of paper from the table and taking a look, his heart sank.
Yes, it was the same handwriting as the signature he saw on the virus transfer application document.
That signature was really Mu Tang's autograph.
But Lu Yan didn't understand what was on this piece of paper. What was written on it were just some words that couldn't be connected, such as "sun", "red flag", etc. Lu Yan was confused:
"What's this?"
Mu Tang raised his head and narrowed his eyes with a smile:
"Ayun thought my handwriting was pretty, and Lin Wu also said it was pretty, so he asked me to help write some templates, and then Ayun and Xiaoman would describe it together."
Lu Yan smiled understandingly and touched her head:
"Awesome."
Mu Tang narrowed his eyes with a smile, two small dimples were sunk on both sides of his cheeks, and his expression was still that familiar little one with a little pride.
Lu Yan sat next to her, picked up the paper on the table, and prepared to see what she was writing.
The first two pictures were words copied by Mu Tang from the book. When it was the turn of the third picture, Lu Yan's hand stopped and he stared at the words on the paper.
What was written on this piece of paper were not those copied words.
ACET, Li Si, Mu Xu, antiviral pathogens, Ebola hemorrhagic fever virus...
These are no ordinary words.
He was very familiar with ACET, the experimental station where the virus escaped. Li Si seemed to be a personal name, but Lu Yan had never heard of this name at all.
Mu Xu had often been heard from Mu Tang, and it seemed that he had appeared in her dreams a long time ago.
As for the remaining words, they were all virology-specific words, some of which even Lu Yan had never seen before.
How did Mu Tang know this?
Then think of Mu Tang's dreams that were so real.
Generally, even if you don't forget your dreams when you wake up, you can only roughly tell what was in the dream. Sometimes, you may even have memory errors and only remember a few things.
But Mu Tang was able to tell so many details about those dreams, so detailed that she could even clearly remember the furnishings in the room she was in, even the cracks in the corners.
This itself is unreasonable.
Lu Yan originally suspected that these things were not actually dreams, but Mu Tang's memories were gradually returning. Now that he saw these things, he was even more sure.
Lu Yan's fingers gradually tightened on the paper, leaving a few creases on the flat paper.
Mu Tang looked at him doubtfully and reached out to pat his arm:
"What's the matter?"
Lu Yan paused, lowered his head, handed the paper to her, and asked warmly:
"Tangtang, what are these?"
Mu Tang took the paper, glanced at what was on it, and shook his head with a confused expression:
"I don't know. It suddenly came to my mind, and then I wrote it down, but I didn't know what it meant."
Lu Yan nodded. It seemed that his memory had only recovered slightly and he had not completely remembered it. However, at the current speed, it would be a matter of time before he remembered it.
His heart suddenly felt heavy. According to the information currently available, Mu Tang was obviously inseparable from the virus, but no one knew what role she played in these incidents.
Lu Yan didn't even know what kind of personality she had before or what kind of experiences she had.
Restoring memory is like a double-edged sword, but I don’t know who the sharpest side is aimed at.
