The show of love with the deadly enemy was broadcast live

When he got home, Cheng Lang possessed him and unfastened Chang Feng's seat belt, and asked, "Are you hungry...what do you want to eat?"

Cheng Lang's voice was almost tense.

Just like three years ago, every time the Changfeng hurt Cheng Lang, Cheng Lang came over, cautiously, as if treading on eggshells.

Changfeng only felt that his heart was stabbed severely by a sharp thorn.

"Just drink porridge." Chang Feng replied.

Cheng Lang was cooking in the kitchen, and Changfeng turned on the TV in the living room.

As a result, I saw the interview at first glance.

It was the last interview with the crew of "Growing Grass", and the reporter obediently deleted Changfeng's understanding of love between robots and humans.

But did not delete the part of Cheng Lang,

The round-faced reporter asked with a smile: "... If there are real robots in the future, then Cheng Lang, do you think it is possible for humans to fall in love with robots?"

Cheng Lang lowered his head, unable to see the expression on his face clearly.

"impossible."

His voice was very clear, through the microphone, and from the TV speaker, there was an almost cruel calmness.

"How can a human and a robot fall in love? No matter what the robot does? He is just a robot. In the eyes of humans, he is not even a kitten, a dog, a flower, or a grass. At most, he is a smart furniture."

Cheng Lang raised his head, and he suddenly smiled: "The love between humans and robots can be infinitely close, but they will never meet."

"No matter what a robot does, humans will only think: that robot is just a bunch of data, and everything the robot does is meaningless, so tell me, how can a dead thing without life and meaning make humans fall in love with him... ...how to get humans to accept him."

Cheng Lang's eyes are curved, his pupils are black, his brows and eyes are as warm as jade, and even the curvature of his lips is the most standard, kindest, and gentle one, which is different from the one he used to smile many years ago The appearance gradually overlapped.

"Cheng Lang, the current human world record for the seventh-order Rubik's Cube is 3 minutes and 25.91 seconds."

"Do you know what a spare tire is? You're not even a spare tire!"

"Can you recognize your identity? You are a robot, what are you always doing?!"

"Kissing you is disgusting."

"Cheng Lang, I can like anyone, except you."

"...you are fake."

How does Cheng Lang answer each time?

Cheng Lang looked at himself with a smile, he pulled the corner of his mouth and said, Changfeng, I'm sorry.Changfeng, I know.Changfeng, I learned a super delicious pastry today, and I will make it for you.

Chang Feng stretched out his hand and hammered his chest, the pain there was severe.

Chang Feng thought, it turned out that every time Cheng Lang laughed like this, he was sad.

Although what was going to be cooked today was white porridge, but it would be too bland if there was only white porridge. Changfeng's preference has always been sweet and greasy or salty and spicy, so Cheng Lang prepared two more side dishes for him.

The aroma of food came from the kitchen.

Changfeng turned off the TV and went to the kitchen.

Opening the kitchen door, Cheng Lang was still chopping vegetables.Wearing a light blue apron around his body, he heard the voice, turned his head and saw Chang Feng, and smiled: "Don't come in, it smells bad here."

Changfeng suddenly took a step forward and wrapped his arms around Cheng Lang's waist. He leaned his face on Cheng Lang's back, closed his eyes, and said softly: "Cheng Lang, what you said is wrong, you are not a function, and I am not a gradualist." Proximity...how could we be infinitely close and never intersect."

Cheng Lang was stunned for a moment and stopped chopping vegetables.

"……Did you see it."

Changfeng slowly tightened his arms: "Little cats, puppies, flowers, grasses, smart furniture...they are nothing compared to. You, to me, everyone in this world is not as important as you...you are the most meaningful of."

Cheng Lang trembled slightly, turned around, held Chang Feng's face in his hands, his fingertips were cold, and kissed Chang Feng's lips lightly.

It's like holding a treasure in your hand.

"But I'm very angry...you lied to me for so long." Changfeng said suddenly.

Cheng Lang's body froze for a moment, and the hand on Cheng Lang's cheek was slowly lowered.

Changfeng blinked his eyes, and said, "You can't lie to me again, just this once, if you lie to me again in the future, I really really won't be able to calm down so easily."

"No more." Cheng Lang's voice was hoarse.

Changfeng turned his head to look at the uncooked dishes in the pot.

Suddenly said: "Cheng Lang, I don't want to eat this now."

Cheng Lang was stunned for a moment, and asked him, "Then what do you want to eat?"

Changfeng looked at Cheng Lang quietly, without speaking.

Looking at him with such eyes, Cheng Lang suddenly felt a little cramped, his ears were flushed, he turned his head and turned off the fire.

As soon as he took his hand off the switch, Chang Feng grabbed his neck and kissed him.

Cheng Lang almost felt the slightly itchy touch of Changfeng's eyelashes brushing across his cheeks.

In the intertwining of lips and tongues, the brain was almost starved of oxygen. Cheng Lang quickly turned his back on the guest, pressed Changfeng against the white tile wall, and invaded the strategy bit by bit. The temperature in the kitchen was already too high. After a while, the two of them The panting sound became rapid and heavy.

Amidst the pounding heartbeat, he heard Changfeng's very soft tone: "...Cheng Lang, hug me."

Cheng Lang opened his eyes, only to see that Changfeng's eyes were wet, and the end of his eyes was slightly red.

Changfeng approached Cheng Lang's ear, blushing and whispered:

"Today...you can...don't be so careful...I won't get hurt."

The string in Cheng Lang's mind broke with a snap.

"No." Xu Jingyan ruthlessly rejected Xu Changfeng's proposal to take a week off and go to Tibet to film with Cheng Lang.

Xu Jingyan threw away the proposal book in her hand, and looked at Xu Changfeng coldly: "You calculate for yourself how long it has been since you said you were going to go abroad last time, and how long it has been since you have not dealt with the company's affairs."

Chang Feng felt a little guilty: "Isn't that a special situation for me..."

Xu Jingyan sneered: "You are so old, can you stop being dazzled by love."

At this moment, the door of the office was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

A boy in school uniform held a pile of food in his hand, and said beamingly, "Yanyan! I brought you the sour plum you like to eat!"

Xu Jingyan: "Is there no class yet? What are you doing here?"

The boy scratched his head and said, "Well, this is PE class...I escaped."

Seeing that Xu Jingyan's complexion was still not very good, the boy leaned over and looked at Xu Jingyan eagerly like a puppy, and said coquettishly: "Yanyan, Yanyan... just this time, I really paid attention to class, you said I was so worried about you, Miss you so much, like you so much, how can I go to class... Only when I see you, can I be more motivated to study, isn't it..."

Chang Feng felt goosebumps all over his body, curled his lips, and retreated from the office.

Tsk tsk... In order to accompany my little boyfriend, I specially bought an apartment opposite the school, and I often stay out at night.As a result, when Cheng Lang came to Changfeng, Cheng Lang went to Tibet to film for several days, and Changfeng refused to approve it if he wanted to take a leave of absence.

Excessive!

He is easy!Just after resolving all the conflicts with Cheng Lang, they are about to start a long-distance relationship.

Changfeng raised his feet slightly and reached out to help Cheng Lang tie his tie.

"If you go there, you will suffer from altitude sickness, so don't try to be brave... I heard that the oxygen tank is comfortable to inhale myrrh. If it doesn't work, just take the medicine."

"it is good."

"If it's not enough to play, just find a substitute. Don't get hurt. Those who are injured in the barren mountains and wild mountains can't even go to the hospital..."

"rest assured."

"Remember to call me every day. Every day!"

"Okay, I remember."

Changfeng suddenly raised his head and smiled, his eyes sparkling: "Am I very gentle now? It looks like a partner who gives thoughtful instructions to a lover far away?"

Cheng Lang couldn't hold it back, held Chang Feng's face and kissed it, and said with a smile, "Then my gentle and caring lover, why haven't I tied my tie yet?"

Changfeng's ears turned red: "...well... tying a tie by yourself is a bit different from helping others... Wait for me for a while, it will be ready soon..."

When Cheng Lang was leaving, Changfeng poked his head outside and asked, "Do you really not need me to take you to the airport?"

Cheng Lang said: "No need, the crew will go together. Don't worry."

Changfeng: "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and come back after filming...I'm so bored when you're not here."

Cheng Lang reluctantly turned around and hugged him and kissed him: "You can go out with Sun Lan and the others after work, don't stay at home alone, it will be very boring."

Changfeng shook his head: "No, I won't go out to play... You have to know that I am waiting for you at home. If you don't come back for a day, I will wait for you at home for a day. If you don't come back for two days, I will wait for you for two days." ...You have to remember to come back quickly."

When Cheng Lang heard this, his heart melted, and he reluctantly kissed Changfeng again and again.

Cheng Lang walked into the elevator step by step, turning his head three times, and Changfeng waved his hands three times a second, looking at each other from afar.

People who don't know think it's parting from life and death.

The elevator door slowly closed.

Changfeng's cell phone rang suddenly.

"Xu Changfeng, come quickly! At the city's largest imprint racing track newly opened in the past two years, everyone is waiting for you!!"

Chang Feng: "Wait for me, wait for me! Immediately! Cheng Lang hasn't left the community yet, I'll go out after he leaves. Make sure they wait for me, Sun Lan!!!"

It's not intentional to hide it from Cheng Lang, Chang Feng is just afraid of Cheng Lang's worry.

Three years ago, every time Changfeng said that he was going to race a car, Cheng Lang always hesitated to speak and looked worried.

30 minute later.

airport.

Cheng Lang's mobile phone suddenly heard a notification tone of a text message.

While helping Cheng Lang take the luggage from his hands and put it in the trunk of the car, Zhou Lin looked at Cheng Lang's unconscious smile in a strange way.

"What are you looking at? So happy?"

"Ahem... nothing."

Cheng Lang replied the message with a smile, and put the phone back in his pocket.

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chat interface.

[Changfeng]: I'm sorry Cheng Lang...I was wrong (T▽T)

[Chang Feng]: I can't bear the condemnation of my conscience, I have to confess one thing - I went racing again.But Cheng Lang!I'm not drinking, I'm not tired, my brain is clear, and the facilities are perfect! !I'm really, really really really careful! !

[Changfeng]: I love you.

[Changfeng]: ...I don't know that you invested in that racing track...Can you...don't ban me from racing QAQ

[Cheng Lang]: When I come back to be your navigator, I don't worry about you racing alone.There is juice in the viewing area that I specially made for you, but don't drink too much.cold.

[Cheng Lang]: I love you too.

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The branded racetrack viewing area.

Sun Lan: "What's going on? Are you cramping? Your man even tried to ban you from the game. Are you still so happy?"

Changfeng hugged Juice, smiling with stars in his eyes: "Sun Lan, what are you talking about, why do I like our family Cheng Lang even more!"

Sun Lan: "Get lost."

Changfeng: "Let me see... There are still five days, 23 hours and 28 minutes before our family Cheng Lang returns home. I miss him so much."

Sun Lan: "Get out! Get out! Get out—"