I'm doing shopping in the original

Not every couple needs companionship, especially if neither of them is even a couple.

Uro was standing on the hillside gazing at their tribe, which had expanded enough that the snowflakes dotted the land like a white canvas, and the overgrown trees were ink dots on the canvas.After winter came, both humans and beasts became more lazy. After the snow fell, several women died. Amber had to urge them to build a hut for themselves. At last there was a shelter from the wind.

In a sense, it can be regarded as the realization of Amber's original idea, and dozens of people gathered together.

If Uro is to judge, this plan is actually very stupid. Once there is a leader among these dozens of people who dares to incite public opinion, after this winter is over, he will definitely be able to resist the tribe by surprise. Even if he cannot escape, at least he will be able to truly Plunging Amber even Horde.

However, this is Hu Po's tribe, not to mention that Yan and Wu Luo are sitting in command, even if there is a disturbance, it will not be too serious, so he is not overly worried.

Winter has begun to exert its cold power. Ulo put his hands in his pockets and lowered his eyes to see his own breath. It was as warm as white smoke from a kettle, but not so warm. .

"Teach Xiaowang to say stepmother, I have a little trouble understanding your thoughts for a while." Yan walked up from behind unhurriedly, and stood side by side with Wu Luo, his eyes were colder than Dong Xue, and most of them Sometimes people in the tribe dodge and dare not look directly, so he is also used to looking down at others like this.

There is a small curl on the top of Wuluo's head. It was combed in the hair in the past, but today it was probably blown by the winter wind. It looks a little cute.

"Didn't you say it? It may not come true. Even if I call myself a stepmother, I may not be a real mother. It's just a comfort for the children." Uro said flatly, "The boss and the stepmother, It's just a title, and it doesn't mean that you and I will become women."

Yan began to reflect on why he never knew how to learn from experience and lessons, and insisted on haggling with Wu Luo about the benefits of words.

To be honest, he can't remember how many times he failed.

"By the way, where did you throw the Coke bottle?" Uro casually brought up a topic. He didn't really care about it, but just thought of it suddenly. "Did you dispose of it properly?"

"Give it to Xiaoku." Yan answered him succinctly, lowering his gaze together, watching the shrunken people busy in the same shrunk building, like an ant's nest kept in a glass box. Clearly, "He is very interested in this kind of thing, so I will simply send it to him for research."

Uro was stunned, and he couldn't react for a while. He suspected that the other party said this sentence deliberately as a joke, but the other party didn't seem to be joking at all, so he hesitated and said, "Just give the jar to Xiaoku, Although the weight of the aluminum can is not much, but they have not mastered this kind of thing—"

"Ulo, I see that you are worrying about the wrong thing."

Wu Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, and said slowly, "Well, I would like to hear more about it."

Yan asked calmly, "Let me ask you, what is the difference between a whale and an ordinary herring?"

"If you ask that, there are too many differences. Whales are big and herrings are small. They are also different in classification. Whales are mammals, and herrings are fish..." Wu Luo really didn't understand what Yan wanted to say , I couldn't help but asked, "If you read it like this, you can talk until the evening in one breath. I'm not the host of the Sea World Channel, so just speak directly when you have something to say."

Yan smiled, shook his head and said, "I mean, maybe from the level of knowledge or various situations, you and I are whales, and they are herrings. In fact, what I want to say is that no matter how similar we are, we are always different Classification, people empathize with human-like species, and you try not to interfere with everything that affects them, and slow down the plan when you have no worries about food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, which is actually completely unnecessary.”

"Why do you say that?" Uro frowned. In fact, he had been stuck on this matter for a long time. Whether it was Hu Po's previous attitude or the current development of the tribe, he was always thinking about how to make a better choice.

"I mean, why don't you accept failure."

This made Wu Luo stunned, and he frowned even more, not understanding where Yan's words came from, "What do you mean?"

"You break all the knowledge into pieces and explain it in detail, trying to turn it into natural truths for them to absorb, and avoid distorting their thinking. You are also stuck in this matter." Yan answered him quite seriously, looking The seriousness made Uro slightly palpitate, although the other party didn't want to scold him, but the pressure was hard to describe, "But have you ever thought that you don't need to do these things at all, many things will fail by themselves, and then From the failure to find the wrong or the right way."

"That doesn't sound like something you should be saying to me."

Yan ignored his ridicule, but calmly said, "I have experienced many failures, and Amber is barely considered a successful person. She is not trapped in the world you gave, and the foundation you should build for them has been born. "

"The meaning of this sentence is, do you think we can be aliens, purchasing agents, or business dealers next?"

Uro was at a loss for words.

"why not."

"Aluminum is not a rare thing. What I gave Xiaoku was a formed aluminum can. What he saw was the finished product. How to use the finished product is his business. If they can use this to get a research method, that is Their skills." Yan didn't respond to Wu Luo's disapproving expression, but put his hands behind his back and looked at the white snow plainly, "What do they need and what they want to exchange, in the end it is nothing more than Transactions, without you, there are others."

Uro twitched the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "There won't be another person who has as many supplies as me."

"In the final analysis, goods are just goods, but a kind of resource. When you take out quilts and salt to exchange with them, there is a transaction. Don't you dare to say that you have not taken advantage of the convenience of the mall so far?"

Yan learned about the salt from Hu Po, and he almost didn't need to think about it, knowing that the so-called homeless man who came out to trade in winter did not exist at all.

This is indeed difficult to refute.

Uro said with an unkind expression, "That's why I don't want them to rely on the mall."

"It's you, not them, who are afraid of relying on the mall. Didn't you still take out the binoculars when something happened?" Yan said coldly, "The things you worry about will indeed exist, so you try to reduce this possibility. You exchange the fruits The amber is given because you know that they have learned to plant and will learn to grow new things they picked up, so what is the difference in other things.”

"The difference lies in other items, they haven't fully learned how to make them yet."

Yan smiled coldly, "So what? Is it possible that modern times can fully understand the secrets of those civilizations in the past?"

Uro said helplessly, "You and I can't convince each other. What's the point of insisting on it? Even if I'm willing to promise you to open the mall and trade more things with Amber, it still doesn't make any sense. They don't have private ownership at all. And Amber will exchange You can even guess what you want.”

"I just want to persuade you to change the way you think. They have graduated from kindergarten, so you shouldn't think about continuing to feed them."

Wu Luo rubbed his brows, being with Yan did not help the growth of thoughts, probably because the other party has been in this era for a long time, he is more reckless, compared to his own cautiousness, it is a bit too bold, so he decided to Letting go of this topic for the time being, "Forget it, you didn't come here just to argue with me here, and blow the cold wind along the way, right?"

"Wrong, I'm here to blow the cold wind, and I'll bring you honey plums along the way." Yan handed over honey plums wrapped in leaves. These plums grow everywhere, and the taste is not good, even animals Eat less, only women will eat a few for their health. This winter, all the plums near the tribe have been picked because of the honey. There are several cans full. Even one can is enough to make everyone's stomach bleed. .

Yan was not greedy at all, but the sweet and sour taste became popular and became a kind of snack in the tribe.

It was the bees that suffered together, and were stolen from the house by the children.

This kind of plum is too small, Wuluo ate two in one bite, and bit the hardened sugar surface between his white teeth. The thin and crisp honey was like a crystallized golden gemstone, and the slightly sweet and greasy taste spread from the tip of the tongue. He slightly increased his strength to bite open the fruit, the sour juice mixed with the sweet and greasy honey, his face changed.

"Every time I can't adapt to this bitter and sour opening." Uro frowned helplessly, he held two plums in his mouth like two stones, and made an imperceptible sound when his teeth collided with his mouth , is the sound of the superficial syrup being bitten and broken, "But the honey is quite pure."

Yan didn't speak, he was looking down with his face down, his eyebrows were arched deeply, his eyes were surrounded by shadows, and he didn't react too much.

"Amber's growth is indeed beyond my imagination. Whether it is a man or a woman, the greatest charm lies not in the known characteristics, but in the unknown." At this time, Wu Luo remembered Yan's previous words about Xiao Wang, For a while, there were mixed flavors, and the speed of chewing honey plums slowed down a lot. The other party probably already knew the final answer, but didn't say a word. This kind of attitude is really intriguing.

"Do not you think so?"

Yan often laughed, and most of his smiles were either ironic or sneering, which looked quite cold. He didn't smile anymore at this time, but asked quite seriously, "I was thinking, when can I Wait for the answer."

Obviously already got the cheat sheet, but is still unwilling to hand in the paper, so what's the use of copying the answer.

"Did Xiaowang only tell you the word stepmother?" Wu Luo smiled casually, "I can help you go back and look through the health care products to see if there is a children's package suitable for Xiaowang. It’s so bad, it will be inconvenient for future life.”

Yan ignored his laughter, but said seriously, "You know what I mean."

Sometimes in literature, a concept is advocated that if feelings are sincere, conclusions can be drawn without saying anything, and there is no need to talk about them in a flash;

It sounds reasonable, but in fact it is very unreasonable, because no one can see through another person's mood. As long as you don't ask, you can't be sure whether the other person has a crush on each other or just has a little "sexual" interest.

"If you want me to give you an answer, you have to ask a question first."

Wu Luo suspects that if this is a romantic domestic drama, he and Yan's mutual guessing alone can make [-] episodes, and it can be renamed "The final exam paper that has nothing to do with the campus and you don't hand in the paper, waiting to kill you".

"I have no problem." Yan said firmly, "I just don't understand your procrastination, tossing this matter to such a complicated point."

Uro said slowly, "Is it complicated? As long as you say a word, you can solve it immediately. Since you don't want to continue to complicate, why not try another way——"

"I love you."

Before Wu Luo finished speaking, Yan said these three words directly. He said it very calmly, quickly and directly, so direct that Wu Luo was caught off guard.

The clever and calm wizard suddenly lost his mind for a moment. He stared blankly at Yan's face. There was nothing on it, and all his emotions were swallowed up like sea water.The person who really has something to do is himself, those joking jokes, those eloquent tongues should have dutifully jumped out to ease the atmosphere in the next moment, but he just stood calmly, motionless like a sculpture, trying to resist the three The enthusiasm for digging out words.

He's a little bit out of control.

"I want to be with you."

This kind of confession by a high school student who was almost innocent made Uro feel that he had lost his position. He still couldn't fully control his voice and throat, and he couldn't even pull his facial muscles.

really weird.

Uro was a little dazed, where did this almost crushing feeling come from? It turned out to exist so eagerly in this body, and it swept him down to the point where he couldn't speak in an instant like a wave.

He wasn't actually waiting for this sentence, and it really didn't suit the two of them.

"What's your answer?"

that's terrible.

Uro finally moved, he stretched out his hand to caress his forehead, his expression was so serious that Yan Du was a little uneasy, but he was not thinking about other things, but trying his best to resist this kind of brainless ecstasy and Pleasure.He is already in his 30s this year, not just 13 years old, he is not a young man who would be so silly that he would jump up and down on the way home after being confessed by a girl he likes.

Adults will have such turbulent and surging emotions. Compared with happiness, it is more often exhaustion and anger that occupy the mind.

He's great at dealing with his negativity, but doesn't know what to do with the joy.

In fact, after saying these words, Yan himself felt a little hot. Men of their age are not the type who are good at talking about love and love. For example, even if Wu Luo wants to confess himself, at most he can only say "we will live together in the future." "Bar.

He didn't say this to Yan, not because he didn't want to take the initiative, but because he didn't want to give up the remaining initiative.

It is you who like me, it is you who care about me, this kind of passivity is the real leader.

Most of the time, people think that confession is taken for granted, but when it is actually implemented, it is somewhat embarrassing.

They were no longer brats, and Wu Luo didn't think that his competitiveness would be stronger than Yan's. He was very cautious in everything he did, even emotionally.

You can think about nothing in love, just relax yourself into this hot love, but marriage is by no means that simple. He and Yan combined the two together, it is not pure love, nor is it pure love. marriage.What the two of them need is a future life in which they hold each other's hands and want to keep in touch, so they need an export vow for mutual observance.

Since it's a marriage, you need to weigh the chips, whether it's the three outlooks on talent and learning, or the severity of your relationship, or even-everything in terms of force value.

The economic issue that is most likely to cause contradictions is meaningless here. Uro doesn't take this matter seriously, and even thinks it is a relatively simple matter.

It's just that Yan shouldn't have said those three words. If he did, it was as if the ambiguity between the two of them disappeared in an instant. After saying it, they became a more unbreakable relationship.

He couldn't give that mundane answer lightly.

According to Uro's original plan, he could actually speak easily, and even joked, "What kind of answer do you want?"

It's like the two of them can go to work or eat something after they have confessed their love and established a good relationship. This is what two normal men will become after they decide to live together.

Instead of standing here almost at a loss like now, like a tortoise on the beach that has been washed away by the tide, in a daze, not knowing how to react, waiting for the recovery of reason.

Yan Lue was a little shy, but not many. People who are stingy about expressing their feelings are only trapped in a docile environment. For people like Wu Luo, he already expressed this kind of embarrassment the moment he spoke. Emotionally let go, just waiting for an answer.

Bold, promiscuous, sex is taken for granted in a world where cannibalism is commonplace, let alone this affectionate emotion.

He didn't feel ashamed, but felt that the waiting time was too long.

The initiative was reversed in an instant, and the person who showed his sincerity suddenly got a sharp blade, causing Wu Luoser to take a step back. It was hard to understand why Yan could say that sentence without changing his face, but he heard it and saw it. The flickering light in those eyes frustrates his proud calmness with unprecedented heat.

"You—" Uro murmured in a hoarse voice, and he looked at Yan strangely, as if the man in front of him had suddenly turned into a drama actor on the stage absurdly, into some absurd and unspeakable monster, he moved Lips, nothing came out in the end.

So Yan asked patiently again, "Where's your answer?"

Uro didn't speak, he just leaned over and kissed Yan's eyes very lightly, his lips were cold and soft, as was his expression.

People's adaptability is unbelievably strong, and Uro has already begun to get used to this beating heartbeat. He has never expected such a relationship, or expected such a deep relationship. They are the only two left in this world. A heterogeneous group, together it makes sense that the old man would cut the red line constantly, not to mention an individual, even an artificial intelligence, it is estimated that it can be forcibly adjusted successfully.

But that's affection, ambiguity, companionship, marriage, not love.

"You got it."

Uro answered him very slowly and softly.

It turns out that love is like this. After Wu Luo gave the answer, he passed by Yan's side. The other party didn't keep him, but stood on the hillside, and he walked slowly, feeling his palms to his lips burning hot.

Of course he likes Yan, admiring, admiring, admiring, and then... love.

The moment Yan determined his emotion, his emotion was also controlled by the other party and determined at the same time.

So Wu Luo gently opened his lips and tongue to the almost glowing snow, and the two sour and sweet plums finally faded from their bitterness. It's too sweet.

I love you.

He responded to the rustling snow that was trampled on.

Love is irrational.

After more than 30 years, Uro finally realized that literary works are not aimless, at least not all aimless.

With a heart that was about to be overturned by a big-horned deer, Wu Luo left the ignorant Yan, and returned to the tribe he was overlooking with a full stomach full of messy accounts. Dongxue was not easy to travel, and the women Trying various uses of cotton, most of the time it was children jumping on the ground with their feet wrapped in animal skins. He walked through it and saw Sumire knocking on his door.

Now Uro didn't want to pay attention to anyone. He avoided his eyes and tried to pretend that he didn't show up, but the other party's eyes were sharp enough to see him all at once.

"Witch!" Sumire came over happily, she was still holding the copper piece and a beautiful round white stone in her hand, and grabbed Uro with a smile, "You are not in the house."

Uro was a little tired, and said perfunctorily, "Yes."

"I want you to do me a favor." Sumire couldn't read his expression, and talked to him with a bright smile.

"Ok?"

The piece of copper was still stained with dried blood, which could not be washed thoroughly, and its own color was soaked to a point. It was a group of ores, not a bronze ware made after melting.

Uro stared at it, remembering that it was held in another person's hand and took away countless lives, his throat tightened.

"I asked Amber." Sumire's face was full of complacency at this time, but unfortunately no one appreciated it. She continued, "The bark and animal skin are easy to wear and tear, but the stone can be preserved for a long time."

Stones are the oldest form of recording for mankind.

She blinked and said, "Wu, I remember you said that my name is a flower, can you draw it for me? I will carve the stone myself."

"... Sumire."

"I want to stay on the rock." Sumire said happily and cheerfully, "I want to give myself to Zhuang."

Uro stared at her.

This has nothing to do with Uro, it belongs to the love of this world, and belongs to the civilization of this world.

This is a growing pansy.