Whistle Xiangzhi is Born Wrong [Interstellar]

Caesar said categorically, but unfortunately the weak pheromone circulating in the aisle betrayed him.

Mrs. Jinla sniffed, and blinked her eyes knowingly: "Oh, I understand, I used to think that my family had a mental illness, always giving me some strange surprises, but in fact I I quite like it, I just don’t want to admit it to him.”

Caesar: "..."

Oswald completely ignored Mrs. Jinla, and seemed a little dissatisfied with Caesar's distraction. He twisted his face and looked deeply into his eyes: "Who are you looking at?"

This is not over yet?

There were other tenants nearby who heard the sound and came out. Caesar's scalp was numb, and he felt that he couldn't let him go on like this. He pushed his shoulders and used a clever effort to break away. He continued the unfinished door opening with one hand, and pulled Oss Wade's collar, he said angrily: "When I enter the room, I will only look at you, okay?"

He nodded to the bubbling-eyed Mrs. Jinla to express his apology, took a deep breath, slammed the door, dragged people into the room, and closed the door, all in one go.

After the door was closed, it seemed that a few muffled sounds could be vaguely heard from inside, which was quite intriguing.

Cut off from the curious sight outside, Caesar heaved a sigh of relief, glanced at Oswald who was slammed against the wall by him, shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands very cooperatively: "I don't play with fire, I don't move, I just quietly Wait, what lines do you have?"

Oswald frowned. The judgment of the cell chip seemed to have a particularly blunt and awkward logic. He only heard him say in a deep voice: "Don't try to test my bottom line."

Caesar was speechless: "Where is your bottom line? It's fine."

Oswald seemed a little puzzled by this answer, his brows were frowned, he seemed to be stuck, and his movements stopped.

Caesar observed for a while, and said uncertainly, "Stop acting?"

Oswald raised his hand and pressed his temple, shook his head slightly, but said another sentence: "Don't make me make you cry."

"..." Caesar felt that the person who set up this style of lines for the chip might have misunderstood him, and almost laughed angrily: "How else can you make me cry?"

These lines are actually paper tigers, with only a few flamboyant forms. Generally speaking, they can only add to the fun in the deformed fun of the fighting arena, and give some jokes to the guests who spend a lot of money.

Anyway, there are always repetitions, and it’s okay to get used to it, but what you say outside is a bit embarrassing.

Thinking of it this way, he didn't take it seriously, and when he looked at Oswald, he felt that there was no threat at all.

When he was a little relaxed, Caesar glanced at the front of the opponent's forehead and saw a sliver of hair falling down, remembering that it must have been caused by pressing the opponent's face hard just now, and stepped forward with a itch to stretch out his hand to stroke him again. went back.

After finishing it, I felt that I had obsessive-compulsive disorder about Oswald's appearance.

Oswald is indeed on the verge of getting out of the drama state. The cell chip actually has a gap in operation. After all, if there is a real fight, it is impossible for the audience to talk non-stop.

He heard Caesar's words "How else can you make me cry", and received the last vague line from the chip on the verge of waking up.

As soon as Caesar withdrew his hand, he saw his eyelashes twitch slightly, his gray eyes swept over, and when he spoke, his breath was sprayed between his lips. chest.

"Of course I hit you until you cry..." Oswald heard himself say the next sentence when he was awake for a moment: "Or until you cry."

"..."

Caesar suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning. Looking at those eyes, he didn't know which muscle was wrong, and his heart actually played the racing mode. He jumped wildly for a long time before he came back to his senses. Pressing his chest, his forehead was full of question marks.

No, no, no, why is his heart beating so hard?

He obviously likes a cute, gentle, and soft guide, but what happened to Oswald's tenth-level shameful words with a cold face?

He really wanted to say "crying for you uncle", but unfortunately the word "crying" just popped out of his mouth, and there seemed to be something wrong with his momentum, and his emotional taste didn't seem to be angry, but it seemed to be trying to cover it up.

So I couldn't say the next few words.

He didn't dare to meet those eyes again, turned his head and squeezed out, cursing in a low voice, decided to blame the low fever and pheromone, left aside the astonished Oswald, and rushed all the way into the bathroom.

After seeing himself in the mirror clearly, he was shocked to realize that his face was blushing quite brilliantly, far exceeding the effect that his body's low temperature could show.

He stared at himself in the mirror in disbelief for a while, turned on the cold water and washed his face, and waited until the redness on his face disappeared before trying to control the strange flame in his heart.

After waking up, Oswald couldn't help raising his legs and took two steps in pursuit of the departing breath. When he heard the sound of water in the bathroom, he paused suddenly and completely calmed down.

He repeatedly recalled the change in the complexion on the other person's face when he turned and walked away, as if he understood something, but also seemed to be a little confused.

The door of the room was knocked at this moment.

Oswald stepped forward to open the door, and Mrs. Jinla enthusiastically handed him a bag.

Oswald: "?"

Mrs. Jinla winked: "Thank you, you have given me some inspiration, and I have a new design for the Honeymoon spaceship. Don't worry, they are all useful things."

Madam said that she wanted to pat Oswald on the shoulder, but unfortunately she was not tall enough, so she patted his arm: "Good nights are short, show yourself well."

Oswald didn't speak, and there was no change in his eyes.

Mrs. Jinla looked at him with some doubts, thinking that he had no reason to understand what she just said: "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Oswald hesitated for a moment, then said in a strange way: "Madam, if there is a person who suddenly blushes after you speak to him, then..."

Mrs. Jinla blinked, understood something, and immediately asserted: "He must like to hear this sentence, just say more."

Oswald: "Say more...?" His expression suddenly became a little indescribable.

Mrs. Jinla was quite sure, and automatically ignored the expression "if there is someone": "There is no doubt that you should say more things he likes to hear, even if he looks like he can't listen to you, don't believe it. Some people just Love duplicity."

Oswald was very educated, and carefully and seriously remembered Mrs. Jinla's words in his mind.

But what else would Caesar like to hear?

He doesn't think it's right to make you cry, but if the other party wants to listen, he can keep trying.

So Caesar suppressed his low fever and came out with pheromones, and found Oswald muttering in a low voice on the balcony.

He leaned closer and felt that it was not quite right, and asked in doubt: "The chip broke out again?"

Oswald turned around suddenly, and the phrase "did you cry" came to his lips, and he still felt strange, so he rolled back again, causing him to just look at Caesar quietly in the end.

The Eternal Coast is wrapped in the death area. Starlight cannot penetrate here. You can only see a bright white point hanging on the zenith. That is the only light source that can be seen here. It's just an artificial sun, and night is what the Eternal Coast really looks like.

The core of the nebula is not too bright, just enough to lay a soft light on the night and make up for the lack of stars.

In such an environment, Caesar felt that Oswald's eyes seemed to be brighter than usual, and he looked at him frankly and seriously. He obviously didn't say a word of nonsense, but for some reason he just had a feeling that he couldn't tell. It seemed that the flames that had been extinguished in a hurry had long since inadvertently dropped sparks, burning a ground in his heart with beeping noises.

It's over, he thought, and couldn't help looking away.

He suddenly realized that he wasn't reacting to the nonsense that made you cry at all, he was just seeing these eyes.

The pheromone was suppressed by him, and the low fever was temporarily subsided by him pouring cold water on it. When the factors that blurred the focus were ruled out, he finally saw through himself.

Oswald's eyes were suddenly covered by a hand, and when he was inexplicable, Caesar's voice sounded in his ears.

"Spiritual counseling may be able to deal with the impact of the chip."

He spoke quite confidently, only he himself knew how guilty he was.

"It should be some time before the field is completely gone." He said, "I want to try a hypnotic effect, with hints, to mentally imply that the chip effect does not exist."

Hearing what he said was reasonable, Oswald didn't think of going anywhere else, and obediently lay down on a deck chair on the balcony, but he didn't know that Caesar hadn't learned spiritual hints at all, and the so-called hints were just nonsense, purely I just wanted to escape those eyes for a while.

The entry of the tentacles of thinking went smoothly. Caesar tried to guide it according to the hypnotic method Professor Langdon said, but what he didn't expect was that his nonsense words actually had some truth. After entering Oswald's spiritual world , Let him meet a blind cat with a dead mouse, and actually found some information and mood swings generated by the chip. After observing for a while, he found the source.

In fact, the control principle of the chip is not complicated. The reason why it can make people suddenly become more dramatic is because it carries a little mental hint about speech and actions. When the chip is completely metabolized, the mental hint is unsustainable.

But for the guide, all the mental hints can actually be cleared, without this content, the chip doesn't matter.

Caesar then acted immediately. Recently, he has always felt that his mental energy is getting more and more abundant. This little trick is not difficult for him. He covered it on the mental net, and dispelled it all bluntly. Now there is no hint of it.

Oswald's spiritual world is peaceful and comfortable. He didn't rush to quit after the counseling. He remembered that he could let the white tiger out to play with the griffin, so he found the big black man in the sea, and summoned the white tiger with a wave of his hand.

I don't know if it's because of the low heat, but the white tiger is a little listless, but the griffin's eyes are bright, and it doesn't dare to do something unharmonious because Caesar is here, so it can only go up and cover its wings. On the white tiger, he flicked his long tail secretly, blocked Caesar's sight with his huge body, and plucked up the beautiful buttocks of his spiritual partner.

Caesar narrowed his eyes. Although he couldn't see it, it didn't mean he didn't know.

The white tiger seemed to be a little bit more energetic, and howled proudly. One black and one white began to communicate happily. Seeing this, Caesar simply turned a blind eye and let the griffin go.

He lay on the surface of the sea, letting the sea breeze and sea water wrap himself gently, probably because he was too relaxed. Looking at the two spiritual bodies flying into the sky, his eyelids slowly became heavy, drooping and he couldn't hold back. , actually fell asleep.

Not long after, there was a soft coughing sound.

Caesar opened his eyes in a daze, and saw someone leaning against the railing of the balcony, and his hairs stood on end in fright.

But when he took a closer look, he discovered that the man was actually Admiral Douglas.

The admiral seemed to be playing with something in his hands. He looked at him and then at his grandson who was sleeping soundly on the recliner, with a smile in his eyes: "It's almost time, the terminal is useless here, I just knocked for a long time door, you didn’t respond at all, I thought something was wrong.”

Caesar blinked: "..."

Admiral: "I heard that you guys were still fighting outside the door just now. I was really worried, so I climbed over from the balcony of my room to have a look. It turned out that you were just doing spiritual counseling."

A tone of white worry.

Nishizawa's expression suddenly became quite exciting, he was embarrassed, but also awed by the admiral's behavior of climbing over at night and in such a strong body at such a young age.

"Yes, I was worried that you would have conflicts, but now it seems..." the admiral threw the thing in his hand back into a bag at Oswald's feet, and said earnestly, "The preparations are quite complete."

Caesar was a little confused, so he looked at the bag suspiciously - it actually contained handcuffs, leather whips, candles... and all kinds of gadgets that could not be explained in words.

The air suddenly quieted down.

The author has something to say:

Caesar: Wait, when did these things appear? ?

Oswald I got it back but haven't seen it yet: Mrs. Jinla gave it, what's the matter?

Caesar: ...

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