“你这话‌何意？”

　　嘉佑帝认得出，那是她娘留给她的手钏，每回她心神不宁时，便(🍡)要将这手钏戴在手里。

　　许是梦里让她想到自己最真实的感受(🌏)，她现在迫不及待想见他，告诉他自己(🕟)的目(⤵)的。

　　顾驰率先把黑布揭开来，里面只有少得可怜的几个苹果，还是蔫不拉几的。

　　男子擦了?擦额头?的汗，脸上露出得意表情：“为了?娘子，我自当竭尽全力。”

　　秦家宝听完小渔的话脸色霎时一白，自己的心(🎌)里(💣)想的这个小孩怎(🏴)么会全部知道，肯定是巧合。

　　现在看(🍑)来完全没(🧠)有这个担忧的必要。

This book is a perfect combination of science and story, which gives me a new angle to see us humans in terms of the simplest unit— cell. I can’t agree more with the philosophy the author expresses: “To build new humans out of cells, we need knowledge that is not just names, but the interconnectedness between names. Not addresses, but neighborhoods; not identification cards, but personalities, stories, and the histories that accompany them.”