Chapter 1253
This morning, the weather in Cyberia was surprisingly nice.
Outside Hubert's clinic, the flowers were in full bloom.
Darwin sat across from him, looking even more gaunt and pale, completely silent.
"Is he here?" Hubert asked, pouring a glass of warm water for Darwin. "That kid named Aiden."
Darwin glanced to the side.
Aiden, dressed in a black and white striped sweater and jeans, was gazing at the flowers outside the window.
When Darwin looked over, Aiden immediately turned around. "Uncle Darwin, these flowers are so beautiful. Can I take some seedlings back with me when we leave? My mom loves flowers, and I want to give them to her!"
Darwin studied him carefully, thinking, 'He seems so real and vivid, how could he be fake?'
"Do you want to take some of the flowers you planted back with you when you leave?" Darwin asked, his voice a bit hoarse.
These past few days, whether Darwin liked it or not, he had to take a lot of medication every day. The medication kept him calm but also made his mind sluggish.
Hubert also looked at the flowers outside.
During this season, such beautiful flowers couldn't bloom in Cyberia; the flowers outside the window were in a greenhouse at Hubert's research institute.
Strictly speaking, it was a greenhouse that Rebecca had hoped for before she passed away.
After taking over the institute, Hubert, following the sketches left by Aldrich and Rebecca, hired the best craftsmen to create the greenhouse that Rebecca loved.
"Darwin, I need to show you something," he said, picking up the remote and turning on the TV in the clinic.
The screen lit up and started playing the videos that Mike had found at the time.
Darwin watched, his pupils trembling violently.
He remembered these scenes, but he was clearly with Aiden at the time.
"He really doesn't exist; he's your hallucination," Hubert said gently. "Darwin, you have to face this issue to start the treatment."
"Why do I have such hallucinations?" Darwin looked at "Aiden," who seemed unable to hear Hubert and his conversation, still leaning on the windowsill, happily looking at the blooming flowers. "Who is he?"
Hubert looked at him.
His gaze seemed to have a soul-piercing power. "Yes, Darwin, who is he?"
Aiden closed his eyes, as if feeling the wind on his cheeks.
Darwin suddenly remembered.
Not long ago, when he saw Aiden in the hospital, Aiden was covered in wounds, and his face was scratched.
It had only been a short time, and he was completely healed.
"Who are you?" Darwin asked.
However, tears burst from his eyes.
Aiden turned around, looking at Darwin in confusion. "I'm Aiden, Uncle Darwin, don't you remember me?"
Darwin's heart felt as if it was being stabbed by a knife.
In his mind, unfamiliar scenes emerged.
The Solomon Family had an old house.
However, Brooke didn't actually live in the old house. She had her own villa.
Before discovering his own background, Darwin found Aiden's diary, which was found in a room full of clutter.
Darwin was only nine years old at the time, and he couldn't remember it clearly.
He opened the diary and saw on the second page, elegantly written: [Aiden.]
Darwin thought, 'What a coincidence.'
Not long before he found the diary, he heard the name for the first time from Anniston.
At that time, she was arguing with Brooke, "Mom, Aiden grew up by your side, and what did you push him to become? I don't want Darwin to repeat the same mistakes."
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