The Sabbath

I haven't seen you for a few months, and I have become a salted fish again.

Or the kind that kills.

The former self became so shriveled and quiet, as if he was really dead.

Ronggui touched his face lightly, and said for a long while: "It seems to be a lot white..."

The mechanical fingers couldn't sense the temperature of his skin, and Ronggui couldn't confirm whether he was dead after all.

Xiaomei next to her body was also a little haggard, but because of this haggardness, Xiaomei's facial features looked more three-dimensional.

His slender and thick eyelashes were dotted with snow-white ice crystals. He closed his eyes and fell asleep quietly, as beautiful as an angel.

Looking at the "angel" in the freezer, and at the tattered Xiaomei robot beside him, Ronggui simply couldn't equate these two people.

"?" With both arms trying to support the lid of the freezer, Xiaomei, who was already struggling a little, looked at Ronggui in confusion.

"Okay, okay." Ronggui quickly came back to his senses, and together with Xiaomei completely removed the cover of the freezer, Xiaomei removed all the pipes connecting the body and the machine, and then the two of them worked together to lift the two bodies out .

Fortunately, Ronggui has been doing handwork with the female dwarves for the past few days. Using the materials he collected, he also weaves two blankets. To be honest, he didn't think about how to use them at all when weaving the blankets, but now they just come in handy Useful:

Put a blanket on the floor as a mattress, and a blanket as a quilt. Although the weaving technique is really rough, it is better than throwing your naked body on the cold floor.

The blanket is not too big, and it is a bit difficult for two people to use it, so when arranging the body, we had to put the two bodies as close as possible. After arranging, it looked like Ronggui was sleeping with Xiaomei in his arms.

If it was Ronggui's previous body, the two of them would be so beautiful that they could be on the cover of a magazine!

It's a pity that the one holding Xiaomei's arms is the mummy Gui, this scene...

It hurts my eyes a bit.

Ronggui touched the position of his nose, but couldn't laugh anymore.

But the current self is much better than what I just discovered at the beginning. As long as I continue to supplement nutrition, I will gradually regain my elasticity and become the handsome self I was back then.

Looking at the two baskets full of fruits and vegetables in the corner of the room, Ronggui felt confident.

"Xiaomei, can we eat fruit puree now?" He immediately asked Xiaomei.

"It can be eaten, but now this ingredient extractor can't produce puree food that can be absorbed by the frozen body."

It was obviously just a simple question, but when Xiaomei answered it, she included a lot of nouns that Ronggui couldn't understand all at once.

A little dizzy, Ronggui automatically intercepted key words in his mind: "That means you can't eat it?"

Xiaomei nodded.

"Only liquids are available now."

"Then trouble Xiaomei to go to the side... um, squeeze the juice? I'll wash the fruit." After quickly dividing the work, watching Xiaomei go to the side to assemble the ingredient extractor, Ronggui also hurried to pick out the ingredients in the basket. fruit.

He picked two big and red fruits, which looked delicious. When he received them, he was very curious about the taste of the fruits. Now that his body was finally dug out, Ronggui decided to try them immediately.

When Ronggui finished washing the fruit, Xiaomei just reassembled the instrument, and before she knew it, the two of them could hardly be called close cooperation~

The juice extracted from the ingredient extractor is indeed red. These two fruits are big and fresh, and there is a lot of juice extracted. Seeing the red liquid enter the mouth through the tubes on the mouth and nose masks of the two, Ronggui is in my heart After imagining the taste of the fruit, I went to the side to get the handkerchief.

After filling a small basin of water, he took out another handkerchief, ready to wipe the two bodies.

Probably due to being forced to form a habit before, as soon as Xiaomei saw this situation, she immediately picked up the handkerchief and prepared to work, but this time, he was sent away by Ronggui.

"Xiaomei, you are responsible for the cooking, and then you have to do your homework. The ready-made models are here, just our bodies! You hurry up and draw them~" snatched the handkerchief from Xiaomei , seeing a piece of red peel on Xiaomei's mechanical hand, Ronggui picked up a handkerchief and wiped his hands clean.

So Xiaomei sat on the small bench where he drew every night again, holding the paintbrush in his left hand and holding the drawing board with his right wrist, Xiaomei quietly watched Ronggui who was busy in front of him for a while, and started painting after a while.

Ronggui was so serious that he didn't even have time to talk to Xiaomei. For a while, the only sound in the room was the rustling sound of Xiaomei's pen tip rubbing against the drawing paper when she was drawing, and the occasional crackling sound when Ronggui wiped her body.

Probably Ronggui is rarely so quiet, and the little robot who is used to being harassed is not used to it.

In short, when the outlines of the characters in his brush began to take shape, what appeared on the drawing paper was not the bodies of the two people designated by Ronggui, but a serious little robot with a headscarf on and lying on the ground doing work.

Ever since he found out that his front face was "unattractive", every time Rong Gui posed as a model for Xiaomei, he would always look either from the side or from the back, and he always turned his face when talking, so that it seemed that he hadn't seen Rong Gui for a long time. Your positive look is gone.

But now Ronggui, who was only focused on his work, turned to face him again. Although his face was lowered, Xiaomei knew every detail of his face.

Probably because he is very concerned about his slightly crooked right face, he is very used to tilting his head to the left.Even in the process of working, he tilted his head, and the headscarf was deliberately tilted to the left.

If it was the turban on someone else's head, Xiaomei probably wouldn't have any idea, but if it was the turban on Ronggui's head, he knew that Ronggui must have worn it crooked on purpose.

That guy always has his own theory about dressing, whether it's a useful theory or not, but he really does it very carefully.

So, when Ronggui finished wiping the bodies of the two of them and came to check on Xiaomei's "homework", what he saw on the drawing paper was a tattered little robot with its head bowed and working hard.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Why did you draw me on it again? It's still frontal!" Ronggui was shocked: "Didn't you tell me to draw a portrait of our bodies? Oh! Xiaomei, you can't just because I am in good health Painting is lazy!"

No matter what Ronggui said, Xiaomei sat on the bench as if nothing happened.

"But...forget it, don't say it, I look pretty cute in Xiaomei's painting~" Holding the drawing paper and looking at it, Ronggui was happy again: "Obviously it's my blind spot! It looks so cute~"

"It must be because I have developed a habit of using the best angle anytime and anywhere!"

Without hesitation, Ronggui immediately attributed the credit to himself.

Xiaomei: ...

Putting the new portrait into the album, Ronggui also helped Xiaomei sharpen her brush.

Uh... He sharpened too hard, and the brush broke. In the end, it was Xiaomei who sharpened the brush again.

Smiling awkwardly, Ronggui quickly ran to the side of the two of them, carefully adjusted the blankets on the two of them, Ronggui only used the blanket to cover the important parts of the two, exposing a large area of ​​body lines, After doing all this, he ran to Xiaomei and squatted down again.

"Don't draw me now, I mean, don't draw my current robot body, draw the one over there~"

"Although it looks a bit like a mummy now, but even a mummy has better lines than ordinary people, right?"

"They even paid me for taking pictures of me back then."

"Because it's Xiaomei, so I can draw whatever I want~"

……

Holding his small trailer, Ronggui began to chatter again.

Amidst the accustomed noise, Xiaomei paused for a moment, her eyes moved to the two bodies in front, passed the one that belonged to her, and finally landed on the skeleton-like body.

After watching quietly for a few seconds, the paintbrush in his hand moved again.

So, an hour later, the skull drawing that made Ronggui shout "This is definitely not me" was born.

Xiaomei: =-=

The deja vu conversation went back and forth between the two little robots again, probably knowing that the current state of his body is really not good-looking at all, Ronggui finally had to resign himself to his fate and adjust his body posture, When he found that adjusting the pose could not save the effect of the picture, he began to think about the set.

"Xiaomei, don't just draw the body, draw the blanket on top too carefully~ I'm pretty good at making this blanket, right?"

"Xiaomei, try to see the effect under this kind of light." This time Ronggui put two more desk lamps beside his body.

……

Ronggui tossed and tossed for a whole night, and finally, Xiaomei took the initiative to move the bench to the charger in the corner, and drew while charging.

And Ronggui was still tirelessly adjusting the scenery and light around his body. In order to make his body feel less severe, he wrapped his body tightly with a blanket.

Of course, the wrapping method of the blanket is also very particular, every fold is carefully designed by Ronggui.

however--

Xiaomei's pictures disappointed him again.

Even though it is wrapped in a blanket with lively patterns, even if the orange light hits the body, the skin does not look so pale and cold, but the mummy is a mummy, and with the respirator covering the mouth and nose, it still looks full of the breath of death .

Ronggui was stunned.

"This...this is not the real me, the original me didn't look like this..."

Standing up beside Xiaomei, Ronggui ran towards the body in the middle of the room again while talking, he still wanted to continue to adjust, who knows——

Frozen in place while maintaining a trot posture, Ronggui paused.

He's out of battery.

"Just reminded you to charge." Said softly, Xiaomei stood up from the bench, put away the brush and drawing paper, walked to Ronggui, and slowly dragged him back.

Helping him plug it in familiarly, Xiaomei checked the battery in Ronggui's body: 0 battery.

This is completely out of power, it seems that it will take a while to wake up.

Looking at the time, it happened to be his automatic sleep time, Xiaomei helped Ronggui adjust a comfortable posture, and let him sit in the corner to charge.

Then--

Xiaomei slowly walked to the side of Ronggui's body who had been tossing all night.

Pulling back the blanket, Xiaomei completely exposed Ronggui's body.

The pale skeleton-like body was completely exposed in front of his eyes.

The shriveled, paper-like skin is tightly wrapped around the body, almost no flesh can be seen, and the skin is directly outside the skeleton.

When I was in Mesertal before, the lighting conditions were not good, and Ronggui's camera was not good, so I couldn't see the details of his body very clearly.

But here it is full of lights.

Running around, he finally saw the current situation of his body clearly for the first time, right?

So narcissistic people, seeing that their real situation is like this, can't accept it?

Xiaomei squatted down, put her finger on Ronggui's body, and touched it inch by inch. After touching everything, he slowly walked towards the bench again.

Plugged in the charger on his body, picked up the brush and paper, and he continued to draw.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't even look at Ronggui's side or his body.

Sitting quietly in the room, Xiaomei drew a page while charging.When the "sun" rose the next day and the "sunlight" covered the whole room again, he put down the paintbrush in his hand.

Ronggui also "woke up" at this time.

Due to the emergency power outage, there was a "fragment" in his mind for a certain period of time.

With a dazed face, he probably doesn't remember the moment of anxiety and fear he felt before going to bed.

Walking to Xiaomei's side, Ronggui picked up the drawing paper in Xiaomei's hand.

Then--

If the little robot had a mouth, his mouth must be in a perfect O-shape!

"My God! Xiaomei, you really look like me!"

Dragging a thin drawing paper in his hand, Ronggui couldn't believe that the painting in front of him was real:

The blanket on the painting is still the same blanket as before, but instead of covering the body, it was randomly thrown on another body next to it. The light is still the same light, and the light is gently sprinkled on the left side of the picture, sleeping there quietly on the man.

Do not……

Not so much a man as a boy.

His body has just grown into the appearance of an adult man, but his muscles are still thin, his limbs are stretched out, and he sleeps comfortably in what looks like a soft hand-woven blanket.

His skin is snow-white, and the light and shadow cast textured shadows on his body, which looks smooth and full of elasticity;

His limbs are slender, and his fingertips and toes look so perfect;

His head was buried in the blanket, looking impatient with the sun's heat, covering his mouth and nose perfectly.

He looked as if he had fallen asleep, sleeping comfortably, and didn't want to wake up at dawn, stubbornly wanting to sleep late.

Staring blankly at the man in the picture, Ronggui didn't make a sound, stretched out his right hand for a while, and wiped his eyes habitually.

However, not a single tear was wiped away.

He looked at the picture again for a while, then smiled:

"Hey hey, even though you don't have abs, I still give you a good review!"

At this moment, Ronggui couldn't think of tilting his head to pretend to be perfect, facing Xiaomei. If he could have an expression at this moment, it must be a smiley expression.

It was shining brightly, brighter than the sunlight in the room at this moment.