Whistle Xiangzhi is Born Wrong [Interstellar]
Chapter 88 Unfamiliar Memories
Oswald turned his head slightly to avoid Caesar's fingers. He didn't like this kind of over-distance behavior intellectually, but his feet seemed to be rooted, and he couldn't move half a step away.
Caesar's eyes seemed to have some magical power to attract him. Oswald was about to get to the bottom of it, but found that the rescue cabin began to shake violently.
No, it's not the rescue capsule that's shaking, but the ground under your feet.Oswald frowned. After being swept to this planet by the vortex, he hadn't checked the situation here carefully.
Caesar also noticed something was wrong, and asked while unfastening his seat belt, "What's going on outside?"
His tone was familiar, and a strange feeling rose in Oswald's heart, but before he could think carefully, he was interrupted by the rumbling sounds around him.
Caesar's seat belt was stuck, and he couldn't get it off. This thing is for life-saving, and the material is very strong. He pulled it a few times and didn't pull it off. When his eyes dimmed, Oswald reached in, and the two With force, the seat belt didn't break, but the base deeply embedded in the bilge was rattled by him.
The surrounding shaking became more and more severe, and the rescue capsule floated up slightly. Caesar heard the sound of breaking in his ear, and his eyes suddenly reversed, and his whole body hung upside down and fell on Oswald's shoulder.
Caesar: "..."
Oswald stopped looking at the rescue cabin, carried him to the ground with ease, and ran to the mecha not far away.
Caesar was so knocked that he almost couldn't spit out. He bent his elbows to support Oswald's shoulders and raised his head. He didn't understand that the two of them were obviously of the same size, so why did this man lift him up as soon as he said he would lift him up, and he didn't show any face?
Oswald rushed to the side of the mecha and grabbed the outer shell in two or three steps, then turned and hid in the depression behind the mecha.
He put Caesar down, but didn't let go of his hands. Caesar's feet landed on the ground only to find that half of the body of the mecha in front of him was embedded in the ground. The surrounding wind was strong, but it was as stable as Mount Tai.
The two of them looked out through the gap of the mecha, and saw flying sand and rocks flying around, and the not-so-light rescue cabin was actually lifted by the air current, and slowly rolled forward while scraping against the uneven ground.
All the things that can be moved by the air flow gathered in the same direction. Caesar took a closer look and gasped in surprise: "That's... the core of the nebula?"
At the end of the pitted land, a white vortex was spinning and suspended in mid-air. Caesar was not sure at first, but he was sure that it was the core of the nebula after a subtle buzzing accompanied by the vibration of radiant energy.
But this place is obviously not the Wings of Eternal Life. Caesar quickly analyzed in his mind that there is only one possibility for the nebula core to appear here—it might be the exit of another space-time hole.
"It's strange... isn't there a deviation in our transition?" Caesar was full of doubts, looking around, "And I haven't seen anyone from the Alliance or the Empire here."
If it wasn't for the familiar radiant energy, Caesar would almost think he was sleepwalking.Since he was completely bound to Oswald, he would not be much affected by the buzzing, but now maybe because he was too close to the entrance of the cave, Caesar felt the indescribable weight of the energy hanging over his head.
He subconsciously expanded his spiritual network, constructing a spiritual field centered on him and Oswald.
The heavy coercion was cut off in an instant, and Oswald looked at Caesar in surprise, which made him notice the slightly raised arm of the other party.
The clothes on Caesar's body were crumpled, and the sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, revealing a double ring mark on the inside of the forearm.
"Why do you have this too?" Oswald squeezed Caesar's hand somewhat rudely, his eyes lingering on the mark.
He rolled up his sleeves, and the same mark appeared in the same place.
Caesar didn't know what to say for a while, he just felt itchy on his arm, but it was Oswald who looked too seriously, and his breath fell on it lightly.
The spiritual realm and the narrow space behind the mecha became a safe haven. The breath of the two inevitably touched each other, and the pheromone ran out as if to join in the fun at some point, and entangled with their breath.
Oswald was surprised to find that the two pheromones merged little by little, filling between him and Caesar.
So strange yet so familiar.
"You...what's your name?" He couldn't help asking out loud.
Caesar looked at him with a complicated expression, and his throat choked when he spoke: "My name is Caesar."
"Caesar?" Oswald frowned, as if he had never heard the name before.
Caesar was disappointed for a while, and he took in the daze and confusion of the other party in his eyes, and the more he looked at it, the more angry he felt.
The angrier he was, the more he wanted to confirm something, and he unwillingly allocated part of his mental power to form a separate net to cover Oswald.
The latter frowned, reflexively wanting to set up a mental barrier, but when that familiar mental wind blew past, there seemed to be some habit that drove him to give up resistance.
Caesar rushed headlong into a field of ice and snow. He opened his eyes, only to see a thick blackness in front of him, and he could not see the bottom.
In the darkness, only a small boat was emitting a little light tenaciously, but unfortunately the light was too weak to penetrate the darkness.
Caesar was not frightened by the cold and darkness, he went round and round in this dead world in one go, trying to find traces of the original spiritual world, but found nothing.
A ray of consciousness in the darkness watched him quietly, and instinctively approached Caesar, trying to smooth out the wrinkles between the man's brows, but couldn't touch anything, and went through it all at once, slamming into him unpreparedly. Into the spiritual wind.
There seemed to be something in the wind. After Oswald crashed into it, he was driven to spin wildly, and was pulled into a thick fog in the next second.
The dense fog roared in and dispersed in an instant. He stumbled and struggled, and found that he seemed to be imprisoned in a body, and he couldn't get out. He looked at the man below.
That was Caesar.
Caesar was humming a song unhurriedly as he walked forward, not realizing that there was someone floating above his head.
Oswald fluttered along with him, and when he was inexplicable, he found Caesar stopped, his body tensed, and he looked into the distance vigilantly.
There was a person standing in the shadows in the distance. After seeing who it was, Oswald was obviously taken aback, and found that the person was himself.
"Captain Hill?"
Caesar walked over cautiously. Oswald saw his other self with wild eyes and quick breath, and he stretched out his hand to grab it, and then there was a buzzing sound...
Consciousness was withdrawn suddenly, Oswald was spun around by the mental wind for a while, the scene in front of him disappeared, he suddenly fell into a certain space, and before he opened his eyes, he heard a voice below him saying indifferently: "It's a pity that you are not the one I want. The guide is my first choice. Don't you think so too?"
Oswald gradually adapted to the surrounding environment, and found himself falling on Caesar again.
He looked around curiously, only to see someone not far away turned around after hearing the words, stopped after taking two steps, and said in a deep voice: "The result of the match is you, I actually don't feel bad."
The voice was familiar, and at first glance, as expected, it was his face again.
Oswald felt that Caesar was slightly shocked, as if some inexplicable emotion came to his heart, and before he had time to distinguish carefully, he was pulled away by a strong force.
After coming down like this twice, he finally understood where he was. He might have touched part of Caesar's memory along with the spiritual wind.
After this realization came to his head, he was suddenly not so eager to evacuate.He noticed the self he saw just now, he didn't have that kind of memory, but everything just looked so real.
The strength pulling him slowly dissipated, and Oswald knew that he would fall into a certain memory again, and felt a little confused, inexplicably curious about what he would see this time.
Although he was ready, when he opened his eyes, he was still taken aback by the current scene.
Caesar, who was in front of him, bowed his head in front of another Oswald with some dissatisfaction, and commented vaguely: "It means that the face can still be seen."
These words sounded full of disgust, but after the man finished speaking, he kissed the lips in front of him without hesitation.
Oswald, who was floating above Caesar's head, froze for a moment, seeing a trace of embarrassment flashing across his face, he wanted to push Caesar away but was impatiently tightened by this man's neck.
The kiss gradually deepened, and the suspicious sound of water rang out in the room.
After that, it became a one-sided forced kiss. Oswald followed them from the living room to the bedroom in amazement. Caesar seemed to be a kissing maniac, shouting that he had a headache, while occupying his hands. lip.
And he... the self that Oswald had never seen before, actually stayed by the bed all night, Caesar kissed anxiously, and he would gently touch the back of the other's neck, his movements were a little unnaturally stiff , but quite gentle...
This is actually him?But how is it possible, Oswald thought, why is he completely unimpressed?
*****
When Oswald woke up completely, Caesar was no longer there. He lay quietly with his eyes open for a long time. Those weird memory fragments fought in his brain for several rounds. .
He couldn't help but reached out and touched the corner of his dry lips, thinking of a certain scene in the movie, his heart jumped.
All kinds of doubts floated in his mind, and he desperately wanted to see Caesar and ask what happened.
Caesar didn't go far, the strong wind around him stopped at some point, and the white vortex in the distance also quieted down.He was checking the black mecha that Oswald was driving. The mecha had run out of energy and could not be started at all now.
There was a familiar aura approaching from behind. As soon as Caesar turned around, someone grabbed his arm tightly. He looked up and met a pair of deep eyes.
Oswald: "What's the matter with your spirit?"
Caesar was puzzled: "What's going on?"
Oswald had a strange expression on his face, he hesitated before saying, "I saw you kissing me all night."
"...When did I kiss you all night?" Caesar was quite innocent, thinking that he just broke into Oswald's spiritual world and took a look?How come we kissed all night.
Oswald frowned, feeling a little angry for some reason: "You still said that I can only see my face."
Caesar: "...what a mess."
The author has something to say:
I went out, the code word on my phone is a bit slow_(:з」∠)_Sorry for a little late update
Caesar's eyes seemed to have some magical power to attract him. Oswald was about to get to the bottom of it, but found that the rescue cabin began to shake violently.
No, it's not the rescue capsule that's shaking, but the ground under your feet.Oswald frowned. After being swept to this planet by the vortex, he hadn't checked the situation here carefully.
Caesar also noticed something was wrong, and asked while unfastening his seat belt, "What's going on outside?"
His tone was familiar, and a strange feeling rose in Oswald's heart, but before he could think carefully, he was interrupted by the rumbling sounds around him.
Caesar's seat belt was stuck, and he couldn't get it off. This thing is for life-saving, and the material is very strong. He pulled it a few times and didn't pull it off. When his eyes dimmed, Oswald reached in, and the two With force, the seat belt didn't break, but the base deeply embedded in the bilge was rattled by him.
The surrounding shaking became more and more severe, and the rescue capsule floated up slightly. Caesar heard the sound of breaking in his ear, and his eyes suddenly reversed, and his whole body hung upside down and fell on Oswald's shoulder.
Caesar: "..."
Oswald stopped looking at the rescue cabin, carried him to the ground with ease, and ran to the mecha not far away.
Caesar was so knocked that he almost couldn't spit out. He bent his elbows to support Oswald's shoulders and raised his head. He didn't understand that the two of them were obviously of the same size, so why did this man lift him up as soon as he said he would lift him up, and he didn't show any face?
Oswald rushed to the side of the mecha and grabbed the outer shell in two or three steps, then turned and hid in the depression behind the mecha.
He put Caesar down, but didn't let go of his hands. Caesar's feet landed on the ground only to find that half of the body of the mecha in front of him was embedded in the ground. The surrounding wind was strong, but it was as stable as Mount Tai.
The two of them looked out through the gap of the mecha, and saw flying sand and rocks flying around, and the not-so-light rescue cabin was actually lifted by the air current, and slowly rolled forward while scraping against the uneven ground.
All the things that can be moved by the air flow gathered in the same direction. Caesar took a closer look and gasped in surprise: "That's... the core of the nebula?"
At the end of the pitted land, a white vortex was spinning and suspended in mid-air. Caesar was not sure at first, but he was sure that it was the core of the nebula after a subtle buzzing accompanied by the vibration of radiant energy.
But this place is obviously not the Wings of Eternal Life. Caesar quickly analyzed in his mind that there is only one possibility for the nebula core to appear here—it might be the exit of another space-time hole.
"It's strange... isn't there a deviation in our transition?" Caesar was full of doubts, looking around, "And I haven't seen anyone from the Alliance or the Empire here."
If it wasn't for the familiar radiant energy, Caesar would almost think he was sleepwalking.Since he was completely bound to Oswald, he would not be much affected by the buzzing, but now maybe because he was too close to the entrance of the cave, Caesar felt the indescribable weight of the energy hanging over his head.
He subconsciously expanded his spiritual network, constructing a spiritual field centered on him and Oswald.
The heavy coercion was cut off in an instant, and Oswald looked at Caesar in surprise, which made him notice the slightly raised arm of the other party.
The clothes on Caesar's body were crumpled, and the sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, revealing a double ring mark on the inside of the forearm.
"Why do you have this too?" Oswald squeezed Caesar's hand somewhat rudely, his eyes lingering on the mark.
He rolled up his sleeves, and the same mark appeared in the same place.
Caesar didn't know what to say for a while, he just felt itchy on his arm, but it was Oswald who looked too seriously, and his breath fell on it lightly.
The spiritual realm and the narrow space behind the mecha became a safe haven. The breath of the two inevitably touched each other, and the pheromone ran out as if to join in the fun at some point, and entangled with their breath.
Oswald was surprised to find that the two pheromones merged little by little, filling between him and Caesar.
So strange yet so familiar.
"You...what's your name?" He couldn't help asking out loud.
Caesar looked at him with a complicated expression, and his throat choked when he spoke: "My name is Caesar."
"Caesar?" Oswald frowned, as if he had never heard the name before.
Caesar was disappointed for a while, and he took in the daze and confusion of the other party in his eyes, and the more he looked at it, the more angry he felt.
The angrier he was, the more he wanted to confirm something, and he unwillingly allocated part of his mental power to form a separate net to cover Oswald.
The latter frowned, reflexively wanting to set up a mental barrier, but when that familiar mental wind blew past, there seemed to be some habit that drove him to give up resistance.
Caesar rushed headlong into a field of ice and snow. He opened his eyes, only to see a thick blackness in front of him, and he could not see the bottom.
In the darkness, only a small boat was emitting a little light tenaciously, but unfortunately the light was too weak to penetrate the darkness.
Caesar was not frightened by the cold and darkness, he went round and round in this dead world in one go, trying to find traces of the original spiritual world, but found nothing.
A ray of consciousness in the darkness watched him quietly, and instinctively approached Caesar, trying to smooth out the wrinkles between the man's brows, but couldn't touch anything, and went through it all at once, slamming into him unpreparedly. Into the spiritual wind.
There seemed to be something in the wind. After Oswald crashed into it, he was driven to spin wildly, and was pulled into a thick fog in the next second.
The dense fog roared in and dispersed in an instant. He stumbled and struggled, and found that he seemed to be imprisoned in a body, and he couldn't get out. He looked at the man below.
That was Caesar.
Caesar was humming a song unhurriedly as he walked forward, not realizing that there was someone floating above his head.
Oswald fluttered along with him, and when he was inexplicable, he found Caesar stopped, his body tensed, and he looked into the distance vigilantly.
There was a person standing in the shadows in the distance. After seeing who it was, Oswald was obviously taken aback, and found that the person was himself.
"Captain Hill?"
Caesar walked over cautiously. Oswald saw his other self with wild eyes and quick breath, and he stretched out his hand to grab it, and then there was a buzzing sound...
Consciousness was withdrawn suddenly, Oswald was spun around by the mental wind for a while, the scene in front of him disappeared, he suddenly fell into a certain space, and before he opened his eyes, he heard a voice below him saying indifferently: "It's a pity that you are not the one I want. The guide is my first choice. Don't you think so too?"
Oswald gradually adapted to the surrounding environment, and found himself falling on Caesar again.
He looked around curiously, only to see someone not far away turned around after hearing the words, stopped after taking two steps, and said in a deep voice: "The result of the match is you, I actually don't feel bad."
The voice was familiar, and at first glance, as expected, it was his face again.
Oswald felt that Caesar was slightly shocked, as if some inexplicable emotion came to his heart, and before he had time to distinguish carefully, he was pulled away by a strong force.
After coming down like this twice, he finally understood where he was. He might have touched part of Caesar's memory along with the spiritual wind.
After this realization came to his head, he was suddenly not so eager to evacuate.He noticed the self he saw just now, he didn't have that kind of memory, but everything just looked so real.
The strength pulling him slowly dissipated, and Oswald knew that he would fall into a certain memory again, and felt a little confused, inexplicably curious about what he would see this time.
Although he was ready, when he opened his eyes, he was still taken aback by the current scene.
Caesar, who was in front of him, bowed his head in front of another Oswald with some dissatisfaction, and commented vaguely: "It means that the face can still be seen."
These words sounded full of disgust, but after the man finished speaking, he kissed the lips in front of him without hesitation.
Oswald, who was floating above Caesar's head, froze for a moment, seeing a trace of embarrassment flashing across his face, he wanted to push Caesar away but was impatiently tightened by this man's neck.
The kiss gradually deepened, and the suspicious sound of water rang out in the room.
After that, it became a one-sided forced kiss. Oswald followed them from the living room to the bedroom in amazement. Caesar seemed to be a kissing maniac, shouting that he had a headache, while occupying his hands. lip.
And he... the self that Oswald had never seen before, actually stayed by the bed all night, Caesar kissed anxiously, and he would gently touch the back of the other's neck, his movements were a little unnaturally stiff , but quite gentle...
This is actually him?But how is it possible, Oswald thought, why is he completely unimpressed?
*****
When Oswald woke up completely, Caesar was no longer there. He lay quietly with his eyes open for a long time. Those weird memory fragments fought in his brain for several rounds. .
He couldn't help but reached out and touched the corner of his dry lips, thinking of a certain scene in the movie, his heart jumped.
All kinds of doubts floated in his mind, and he desperately wanted to see Caesar and ask what happened.
Caesar didn't go far, the strong wind around him stopped at some point, and the white vortex in the distance also quieted down.He was checking the black mecha that Oswald was driving. The mecha had run out of energy and could not be started at all now.
There was a familiar aura approaching from behind. As soon as Caesar turned around, someone grabbed his arm tightly. He looked up and met a pair of deep eyes.
Oswald: "What's the matter with your spirit?"
Caesar was puzzled: "What's going on?"
Oswald had a strange expression on his face, he hesitated before saying, "I saw you kissing me all night."
"...When did I kiss you all night?" Caesar was quite innocent, thinking that he just broke into Oswald's spiritual world and took a look?How come we kissed all night.
Oswald frowned, feeling a little angry for some reason: "You still said that I can only see my face."
Caesar: "...what a mess."
The author has something to say:
I went out, the code word on my phone is a bit slow_(:з」∠)_Sorry for a little late update
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