Endless Debt

Happiness is something that is difficult to define. Due to individual cognitive deviations, it will change into all kinds of strange postures, just like light passing through a lens, releasing thousands of splendors.

For Boluogo, punishing sinners with brutal means is a kind of happiness, blocking the devil or even defeating the devil is a kind of happiness. Similarly, defending the order of the world and ensuring the eternal existence of the mortal world is also a kind of happiness.

Happiness is difficult to generalize and stereotype, and different people have different understandings, just like Palmer's happiness must be eating, drinking and eating without care.

The rich aroma of wine wafted in the room. Bologg took a sip. The taste was a bit indescribable. Anyway, based on his wine tasting level, Bologg couldn't tell. As for what Aimu asked, how much should he drink? The concentration of happiness will be reached, Boluogo doesn't know yet.

But...as long as you continue to drink, the concentration will always reach that level, or even exceed the standard.

It's just that Bologna's restrained and ascetic spirit broke out again. After feeling a little tipsy, he put the bottle in the refrigerator. There is about half a bottle left, and I can let Palmer taste it when the time comes.

Although he knew nothing about wine culture, Boluogo still had some basic common sense. He picked up the bottle mouth that he had neatly cut off and put it back on the bottle. The ether flowed in the gap and broke like a friction weld. The mouth of the bottle was miraculously taken back by Boluogo, and the old wine was resealed.

"How are you?"

Bologg looked at Aimu who was leaning on the sofa. He didn't expect that her drinking capacity was so bad. Her whole face was red. She leaned on the side holding a pillow. In response to Bologg's shouts, she just made an inexplicable hum. .

Ever since Bologg realized that Aimu had drunk too much, she had always looked like this, like a degenerated baby, making meaningless hums no matter what she asked.

"well……"

Boluogo sighed, and came over to clean up the table briefly, taking away some unused dinner plates, leaving only some fried chicken nuggets and French fries in their place.

"Have some!"

Aimu stretched out his hand lazily, and Boluogo, like a waiter, picked out the fries with a fork, put them on a small plate and handed them to her.

She didn't know what she was laughing at, "Haha."

After putting these miscellaneous things in the kitchen sink, Boluogo was finally able to take a break, sat back on the sofa, pressed the remote control, and the frozen picture began to flow again.

Boluogo is a movie lover. He watched the content on TV intently. Although he was a little drunk, it did not affect his thinking about the plot. Moreover, he could metabolize the alcohol at any time.

Aimu's attention on the side was obviously not focused enough. She sometimes looked at the TV and sometimes looked at Boluogo, like a child with ADHD in the movie theater.

Aimu was a little drunk.

Unlike Bologg, a person of supreme glory, Aimu has gone through many difficulties until now. He is only a second-stage believer. Bologg heard that there are a series of promotion plans for scholars in the sublimation furnace core, but currently It’s not Amu’s turn yet.

The believers are not yet able to master the power of etherification, but with their extraordinary physical fitness, alcohol itself has little effect on them, not to mention that Aimu can switch to a body of steel at any time.

Now seeing Aimu looking so inattentive, Bologo was a little angry. For movie lovers like Bologo, being distracted while watching a movie was a taboo.

Boluogo just wanted Amu to try to wake up and watch the movie, but as soon as the idea came up, Boluogo killed it.

The theme tonight is a date, and getting along with the two of them is the first priority, while watching movies is secondary. It is just an add-on that connects the dates together. If you focus too much on watching movies, you put the cart before the horse.

Boluogo guessed that Aimu thought so too, so she did not sit upright, but looked like this casually.

As an expert, Bologe is very good at guessing the enemy's thoughts, and even relies on some clues to speculate on the overall trend. Because of his overly rigorous professional attitude, in life, Bologe will also care about the little things of others from time to time. Mind, to understand and empathize with them.

So Boluogo is always very thoughtful, not to mention...this feeling of being tipsy is actually not bad.

The Ninghuas with extraordinary bodies are far beyond humans. They don't get drunk, and they don't have to fill their stomachs all the time. Even if their organs are severely damaged, they can survive for a period of time, but they are the source after all. For human beings, if we must eliminate all the bad qualities of human beings, in Nathaniel's words, such a life would be worse than dedicating one's soul to the devil.

These disadvantages are also important proof of the sense of life.

"Ah ha ha ha ha..."

Aimu made a strange sound, tilted his head and leaned over, breathing in hot air, and stuffed Boluogo's hand into his arms like a pillow.

Boluogo looked slightly sideways. Although the two were in a relationship, they were surprisingly restrained in their past interactions, especially Amu. She rarely did such overly intimate actions. It may be that her alcohol content exceeded the limit, which made her change tonight. Gotta be bold.

That's actually it.

Aimu knew that she was a person without courage, and Boluogo was an ice sculpture who looked extremely cold. Even though she had sharpened her sword and fed her horse, it was still very difficult for her to muster the courage to charge. .

Personal will really has no ambition, so it can only rely on external forces. Even though he didn't really like the taste of this stuff, Aimu still drank a few glasses of it. According to Vosilin, the first time she took the initiative to take down Palmer, she relied on the strength of alcohol.

hope so.

Regarding this abnormal behavior, Boluogo asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

"Hee hee hee."

Aimu didn't answer. She grabbed Boluogo's arm with both hands, and touched it repeatedly as if rubbing the bark of a tree. She made an inexplicable laugh while rubbing it. Then, her whole body seemed to have no bones, and she completely relied on it. On Boluoge's body, it flowed down like mud again, resting on Boluoge's body.

Burlogo silently picked up a fries and stuffed it into his mouth.

Aimu relied on alcohol to relieve the pressure, and even said that the relief was a bit too much, and he was about to release his true nature. Boluogo was still sitting upright, and became even more nervous because of Aimu's strange state.

Bologg has seen many sides of Aimu, the side of a serious scholar, the side of a little girl who hides in the hesitant road, the extremely violent side that knocks him down with one punch... Among these many kinds of Aimu, Bologg is still the first. I saw her like this once. She was very clingy and intimate, rolling around on the sofa like a cat.

This is a relatively unfamiliar aspect for Bologo, and unfamiliar things always make people nervous and take some time to get familiar with.

Aimu stared at the TV screen intently, raising the corners of his mouth with a cheerful smile, "Haha, this plot is quite interesting."

Boluogo turned his head and looked at her in surprise, "Are you watching a movie?"

"Of course." Aimu replied easily, her eyes never leaving the TV screen.

As she spoke, she changed her position lightly, as if she were standing upside down, with her feet cleverly placed on the headrest of the sofa, her waist bent flexibly, and rested on Boluogo's thigh.

Aimu asked back, with a hint of mischief and expectation in her tone, "Don't you think the plot just now is very interesting? I think it's super funny."

Aimu said, stretched out his hand and pinched the corner of Boluogo's mouth. He didn't understand why he didn't smile, and Boluogo felt stunned.

Boluogo had been thinking about Aimu just now and didn't pay attention to the content of the movie at all. However, Aimu looked drunk and took everything in sight.

"Oh, there are so many elements in this movie," Aimu said again, "The selection is great."

Burlogo silently accepted Aimu's recognition of his film taste on behalf of Leviathan.

Gradually, both of them were gradually immersed in the movie, and the strange thoughts in their minds were washed away by the plot. Boluoge's body also softened, and he no longer looked serious, just like Aimu. , carelessly moved into a comfortable position, and enjoyed it all.

This is a great comedy movie. The two male protagonists disguise themselves as women in order to avoid being hunted, but they meet their sweetheart on the way. They use the disguise of gender identity to find ways to get close to her, and then lead to a series of ridiculous stories. .

Amid bursts of laughter, the story comes to an end little by little.

Boluogo felt that Aimu's arm holding him was shaking a little. He turned his eyes and saw the delicate face with blush. She was watching the movie intently. He thought she was shaking with laughter, but there was a smile in her eyes. A pool of clear water, as if I was about to cry.

With concern in his tone, he asked softly, "Are you in a bad mood?"

"Yeah, sort of."

Aimu nodded, holding Boluogo's arm tightly, as if looking for some comfort, then curled up like a caterpillar, put on the blanket on the side, and wrapped himself tightly.

"Isn't it weird?" Aimu buried his face under the blanket, only showing a pair of watery eyes, and his voice was a little trembling, "You are obviously watching a comedy, but you look like you are about to cry. It's very disappointing."

Boluogo asked patiently, "Would you like to tell me the reason?"

Aimu sighed, his voice low and slightly confused, "Actually, it's nothing special, it's just... I often do this. Suddenly, I feel like I'm waking up from a dream."

She continued, "Whenever I feel particularly happy, I suddenly think that this happiness is short-lived and fleeting. And maybe I will never encounter such a happy thing again in the future. When I think of these , I felt inexplicably sad.”

Boluogo asked softly, "In other words, are you happy today?"

"Yes, I am very happy," Aimu said in high spirits, and then fell lonely again. "Today's happiness index simply exceeded the standard, but this also means that we may never encounter such an experience again in the future."

Boluogo didn't speak, but stretched out his hand and put his arm around Aimu's shoulders. The two were next to each other, watching the movie quietly, watching the people in the story rushing towards their respective endings.

"This is the first time," suddenly, Bologg said in a very serious tone, "but it won't be the last time, Aimu."

Aimu looked at him unexpectedly and expectantly, "Is this a promise?"

"It's an oath," said Borogo.

At this moment, the movie came to an end. The characters escaped from the gangsters and boarded the yacht happily. Both male protagonists successfully found love, but one of them had some accidents in his love.

While he was disguised as a woman, he was pursued stubbornly by another rich man. The rich man said, "I called my mother, and she was so happy that she cried. She wants you to wear her white lace wedding dress." "

The man said, "No, I can't wear your mother's wedding dress. She and I...we have different body shapes."

The rich man said, "The wedding dress can be changed."

The man's tone became irritable, "No! Let me tell you. There is no way we can get married."

The rich man asked, "Why?"

The man thought for a moment and said, "Well... first of all, I was not born blond."

The rich man shook his head indifferently, "It doesn't matter."

The man racked his brains to think of a reason, "I smoke, I smoke all the time."

The rich man smiled calmly, "I don't care."

The man took a deep breath and thought about the vicious reason, "...I have a bad past. I lived with a saxophone player for three years."

The rich man smiled and nodded, "I forgive you."

The man collapsed and said, "I can't have a baby."

The rich man replied calmly, "We can adopt."

"Why don't you understand?" The man angrily pulled off his wig, regained his male voice and stopped pretending, "I am a man!"

The rich man glanced at him, his eyes calm and affectionate.

"No one is perfect."

The rich man's smile remained the same, and the man was completely stunned. He stared blankly ahead, looking across the screen at Boluogo and Aimu.

The movie ends abruptly.

The room was quiet for a second or two, and Boluogo and Aimu were a little unresponsive. Then, they laughed and hugged each other.

Boluogo had thought about the conflict in this plot, but he never expected that the method of resolving it would be like this. It was really unexpected, but it was reasonable.

Pressing the remote control, the picture on the screen was fixed on the astonished expressions of the man and the rich man.

After the laughter, both Boluogo and Aimu fell silent again. The movie ended. Just like Aimu said, they woke up from the dream and it was time to face reality and move on to the next matter.

But neither of them moved, they just sat on the sofa, feeling each other's warmth.

Aimu stared at the screen and suddenly asked, "Bologo, you love me, right?"

Boluogo also stared at the screen, "Of course."

"Sometimes I am always afraid, and the reason for fear is the same as before. I am afraid of not being chosen, afraid that I am not good enough, afraid..."

Aimu's voice gradually became lower. As the movie ended, she sobered up from her drunkenness and became timid and at a loss once again.

During the timeline chaos incident, Boluogo opened up the knot for Aimu, but growth is always difficult. Aimu felt that she had become good enough, but such a good self was not enough to move to the next stage. She Needs to get better.

"It's okay, Aimu," Boluogo looked at her side face, "It's okay."

Aimu said hesitantly, "I...I am not a human being after all. I am an artificial life, an alchemy doll."

Boluogo laughed at himself and stretched his waist, "I'm not much better. I am an undead and owe a lot of debts to the devils."

Aimu's eyes trembled a little, "I might not be able to have children."

Boluogo said with an indifferent attitude, "Look at Sere, for the undead, heirs are a troublesome thing."

Aimu rubbed his fingers nervously, "I might die earlier than you."

Boluogo whispered, "But maybe we can live together for hundreds of years."

Aimu wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Boluogo. He learned the lines from the movie and responded.

"No one is perfect."

Aimu took a deep breath, as if he had exhausted all his strength, reluctantly turned his head, and looked at Boluogo. I don’t know whether it was shame or previous emotions, Aimu still looked like he was about to cry, and Boluogo Under her gaze, Ge Ze's eyes were a little evasive.

She asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Boluogo tried to focus his alienated eyes and tried his best to land on Aimu's eyes. "Actually, I have never been used to looking at the person I like, which is you."

"Why?"

This time Burlogo used an appropriate description, "I always feel that long-term gazes in an intimate relationship are like a spiritual...kissing. I'm a little shy."

Aimu couldn't help laughing and asked, "Then will you propose to me?"

"certainly."

Boluogo nodded and silently reached for his pocket. The time had come, and the sword was ready to be used.

"Do you want to simulate it?"

Aimu mustered up the courage to stay awake, dreaming about the ring she had dropped.

"Okay," Bologo said, "Then you close your eyes first and I'll get ready."

"Hmm... so cheesy."

Although she commented like this, Aimu still closed her eyes obediently. She became more nervous and her heart was completely in suspense.

Aimu knew that this was not a simulation, but a tacit action of mutual suggestion. He had set a trap, and Boluogo would definitely go to the bedroom and give him the ring he had prepared.

When Boluogo knelt down on one knee, opened the jewelry box, and showed the ring to himself, he would look at his surprise reaction with anticipation. He felt that he was extremely romantic, and he would also be so surprised that he could not control himself... This point No need to pretend.

Just when Boluogo was about to put the ring on himself with a victorious attitude, he would find that his ring had been swapped.

Another surprise after surprise, this will be Amu’s victory.

Aimu took deep breaths repeatedly, trying to keep herself calm, but after waiting for a moment, she found that Boluogo did not get up and leave... He did not go to get the ring in the bedroom.

This directly disrupted Amu's plan. There was confusion in his mind, and the previous preparations fell apart.

what to do? what to do?

Could it be that Boluogo really just planned to simulate a proposal? This is indeed something that an expert can do, but why does he have to be rigorous in such a place!

Aimu felt that her whole body was shaking. If she were not in the state of flesh and blood, she felt that her whole body would be broken. If this was really a simulation, Aimu felt that she would no longer have the courage to take the initiative. .

It's over, it's over, it's over!

Endless thoughts were running rampant and growing wantonly in Aimu's mind, almost bursting her head and breaking her mind. Just when she couldn't bear it any longer and was really about to cry, Aimu... Suddenly, I felt a cold touch on the ring finger of my left hand.

Aimu opened her eyes subconsciously. In the dim room, the brilliant color of fire swept across her eyes, like a bouquet of blooming and burning flowers.

"Ah...ah?"

Aimu looked at the Fire Opal ring on her finger in disbelief, and then looked at Boluogo with a smile on his face. She opened her mouth slightly and wanted to say something, but for a moment, the language module seemed to be offline, and her throat Only inexplicable babbling sounds could be heard.

"you you you you!"

Aimu pointed at Boluogo and began to speak incoherently. His face turned completely red due to emotion, and the aura in his eyes began to twist and pull away, like a rolling mess.

"Me? What's wrong with me," Boluogo took advantage of the victory, "Don't you like it?"

Boluogo thought about option two in the bedroom.

"How...how..."

Aimu hugged her left hand with her right hand. At this moment, she seemed to be unable to feel her left hand, but she seemed to be able to feel it. It was so heavy that she could hardly support it.

The color of Fire Opal was flickering and warm, and Aimu felt her eyes were a little sour. It wasn't until traces of moisture crossed her cheeks that she realized her emotional collapse.

The haze collapsed and the sun shone brightly.

Aimu said vaguely, "Why...another one!"

She thought of all the possibilities, such as Bologo using the power of control to randomly shape a ring out of surrounding materials, but she never imagined that Bologo had prepared two rings and took them with him.

I pretended to be smart and set a trap, but in fact I had already fallen into another bigger trap.

Heck, is this the professionalism of an expert? How to win? No wonder Boluogo always carries two weapons with him, one is ineffective and the other is still there, but why does he still do this in love... And, and he does it so well.

Aimu felt that his defense line had completely collapsed, and he was completely naked in front of Boluogo, as if he were transparent.

Boluogo was a little unclear about what Aimu meant by another one, but he could see that Aimu was emotionally excited, just like in the movie.

He reached out and stroked Aimu's back, "Take a deep breath and control yourself. These are normal reactions."

Aimu was silent for a moment, and suddenly she hugged Boluogo tightly. This was what Boluogo had expected. After all, movies were all played like this. But then, Aimu grabbed Boluogo's clothes and shook her head hard. He cupped Boluogo's chest...to be precise, he rubbed it.

After wiping away the tears and snot from his face, Aimu's nose was slightly flushed, and his lips pursed lightly, trying to suppress his inner mood. His eyes shone with crystal light, as if full of autumn water, deep and charming. The messy hair gently brushed her cheek, adding a bit of wild and unruly beauty.

It can be seen that Aimu has made up his mind, but what makes Boluogo confused is that he doesn't know what determination she suddenly made.

Aimu pushed Boluogo away without saying a word, stood up and walked to the kitchen. Looking at her leaving back, Boluogo was thinking about whether to start plan two.

There was the sound of the refrigerator door opening in the kitchen, followed by the sound of glass shattering, as if a sharp sword had cut off the fragile glass mercilessly, and finally there was a sound of gobbling.

Aimu walked out of the kitchen, her eyes became more blurred, her body was slightly red and hot, she was holding an empty wine bottle in her hand, shook it twice, and after making sure there was no bottom, put it away Throw it aside.

The crackling sound was like the whistle at the start of a boxing match.

Boluogo swallowed nervously. To be honest, he had never seen this kind of plot in the movie. According to normal development, Aimu shouldn't have cried with joy looking at the ring, then moved the coffee table and knelt down on one knee. A formal proposal?

Why...why do you look like you're going to fight?

Aimu glanced deeply at Boluogo, but did not go to Boluogo. Instead, he pushed open his bedroom door and walked in. Borogo heard the sound of the bag being torn apart.

Boluogo thought to himself, "No way..."

Aimu walked out from behind the door, and now she had a jewelry box in her hand. Boluogo was completely stunned, and it was a little difficult for him to understand the current situation.

"call……"

Aimu took deep breaths repeatedly and muttered, "Proposing is not a man's privilege, I can do it too."

She came over, picked up the heavy coffee table with one hand, and moved it aside. Fried chicken pieces and French fries fell to the floor, but neither of them paid much attention to such trivial matters.

Aimu looked at Boluogo with fiery eyes, as if he wanted to kiss him, and as if he was ready to eat him alive.

Seeing this, Boluogo threw the pillow to the ground very cooperatively. Aimu knelt on one knee on the pillow, bulging his face, handed the jewelry box to Boluogo, and opened it.

Originally everything was under Boluogo's control, until he saw the unfamiliar ring in the jewelry box.

"Ah... this... I made this myself. Well... don't ask about the materials. Anyway, I made it myself. There may be... some differences from what is sold outside..."

It was obvious that he had managed to pretend to be aggressive because of his drinking, but when it came to the main topic, Aimu became stumbling again.

Boluogo stretched out his hand, took the shining ring, looked at it carefully, and put it on his ring finger.

Unlike Aimu, who easily showed his emotions on the outside, Boluogo acted very calmly, but there was already a huge wave in his heart.

"I never thought that I would be proposed to."

Bologg murmured to himself, it was an emotion that was extremely difficult to express, and it was also a possibility and experience that Bologg had never imagined.

Under the secular theorem, it has long been an iron law for men to solve all these problems, and it is engraved into people's souls like instinct. However, perhaps because Amu's essence is an alchemy doll, she does not know it and does not understand it. Don't care about this...

Break down this wall easily.

Boluogo was completely stunned and became extremely sluggish. He felt that his blood was boiling, but his body seemed to be frozen.

It wasn't until Aimu stood up and tugged on his hand that Boluogo came back to his senses.

"What you did just now was too casual. Let's do it again."

The missing diamond ring appeared from Aimu's hand. She put it into Boluogo's hand and pulled him up from the sofa.

Aimu tried her best to calm down, tidied her messy hair, and sat upright on the sofa. Then she kicked the pillow beside her feet and signaled.

"Now it's your turn."

Boluogo knelt down on one knee and put the diamond ring on the ring finger of Aimu's left hand again, next to the fire opal ring.