dragon trainer

In the study at this time.

After Fu Ding reported the situation, he resigned respectfully and left.

Sitting on the seat, "Di Ming" breathed a sigh of relief, and ordered: "Isidor, you can untie the force field."

The artificial intelligence responded "Yes", and then untied an optical force field, His Royal Highness Prince Ming who was seated miraculously shed a layer of camouflage and turned back into General Shuanglou.

Shuanglou got up and tidied up the desk, then took out a bug from under the table expressionlessly, looked back and forth for a while, and crushed it.

At this moment, the back door was pushed open, and Diming himself walked in.

Shuang Lou bowed his head and saluted, and heard Di Ming say: "Good job, let's go back to rest tonight."

"Your Highness," said Shuanglou, "please forgive me, you don't have to bother to maintain a disguise, Rongyou will find out your identity sooner or later."

Di Ming was silent for a moment, and said: "The last time he concealed his identity, he was very angry. Let's delay it for a while, and when the time is right, he will naturally let him know."

Shuang Lou recalled the last time when Rong You discovered Di Ming's identity, the two had a quarrel on the small island in the lake, and His Highness's mood has been unstable since then—no one wants to make the same mistakes again, if Rong You behaves like that again Leaving in a heartless way...

Di Ming said: "Retire, you don't know anything about Rong You."

Shuanglou was speechless, and left after saluting.

He really didn't know much about Rong You, but at least he knew one thing clearly: Among Rong You and Di Ming, the one who is truly ruthless is probably Rong You.There is great love for human beings and sentient beings in Rong You, but it may be taught by Bai Han, or it may be the potential contained in his nature-in contrast, Rong You is a person who has almost no personal feelings. He is rational and restrained, so calm that he is almost cold.

This astonishing rationality is the fundamental reason why Shuanglou has always respected him but lacked closeness.

At the same time, Rong You had just exited from the cloud room.

He immediately got out of bed first, then turned on his communication terminal and connected the bug.

——Not only did he brazenly break into Di Ming's reception room just now, but he also left behind a bug.

It's a pity that no data was sent, and it was probably discovered.That's right, it's impossible for a place like Prince Ming's private reception room to have obvious security loopholes.

Rong You's plan was thwarted, but his doubts did not lessen.

He realized he needed a different approach.

So at noon that day, Rong You took a book, tried his best to embed a small bug in the hard cover of the book, and prepared to deliver this sugar-coated cannonball to Timing.

——Why can Prince Ming observe him everywhere, and even go into battle shamelessly wearing a vest, why can't he use his own methods to treat others?

Being proactive is the last word.

Rong You felt that he was very witty, and he didn't realize that he was very kind to others when he felt guilty.

She was so attentive: "Drink water? Tea? Sit still and don't move. If you want to read some books, I'll get them!"

"..." Di Ming said, "Rong Xiaoyou, I'm not a water dispenser. First, I don't need so much water. Second, I can walk by myself."

Rong You rubbed over and said, "You've been writing something today, and your eyebrows are furrowed, so tell me what's bothering you?"

Di Ming looked at him sideways, as if it was a little funny, but he couldn't refuse him, so he drew a sketch on a sticky note, and said to Rong You: "Here, there are two galaxies that are devouring each other. There are [-] million people, and I'm sketching out the progress of their emigration."

"..."

Rong You swallowed, not to be cowardly, and said cautiously: "I guess you are considering the immigration reward policy?"

"Well, the total financial budget is 300 billion, and the average person is only 150 gold coins. I also want them to relocate their family to a nearby star field..." A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Di Ming's mouth, "Fu Qian has been getting better and better over the years. The more you live, the more you are trying to accept refugees.”

He could casually satirize the current Minister of Finance, but Rong You didn't dare, so he said, "Is your territory near there?"

Di Ming casually drew a circle beside it and said, "It's roughly in this shape."

Rong You stared at the circle.

Make a metaphor.The size of the two galaxies is a grain of rice, and the circle that Di Ming drew is an egg.

Prince Ming said: "This place is really troublesome, and it is far away from other territories. If I let them receive refugees, then it is bound to need to introduce material assistance from other places, but the transmission channel alone requires an astronomical figure."

However, if no foreign aid is introduced, even if ten families support one refugee, it may seem like nothing in numbers, but it will still have a great impact on the local economy... The aborigines are equivalent to being forced to share the disaster of others. It's very unfair.Refugees must be assisted, but it should not be in this form as a burden on a region.

"There are still about 20 years before the galaxy enters the final stage of engulfment. There is still room for slow migration. However, I have no reason to let Fu Qian be so relaxed..." Di Ming looked at this picture and smiled slowly.

Rong You felt that he was preparing for the backstabbing again, shivered, and changed the subject: "Speaking of which, didn't you concentrate on reading and relaxing during afternoon tea? Why are you working here today?" I can't deliver the book in my hand!

Di Ming paused and said, "I'm on sick leave."

Rong You: "And then?"

Di Ming said helplessly: "Someone will cry when I go back to the study, and someone will cry after a while, making it as if if I write one more word, I will become terminally ill."

Rong You couldn't help laughing out loud, gloating and said: "The patient should take good care of his wounds, don't worry too much. I heard Shuanglou said that you must rest, but he didn't say how long you will take care..."

Di Ming put the steaming teacup on the table, and said to Rongyou: "In general, the relationship between a person's mental strength and body is like water and a teacup. The temperature of the water is sometimes cold and sometimes hot, but if the change is too drastic, the teacup will change its temperature." The danger of cracking due to thermal expansion and contraction. The so-called resting means letting the water temperature calm down. How long do you think it will take?"

"...So this 'disease' has no end." Rong You sympathized, "No wonder what you eat and play is the life of an old cadre, no wonder..." No wonder Shuanglou let me stay here, don't provoke you any more Yes, it turns out that your mood is so important.

Prince Ming was very sensitive to the word "old", and replied: "'cadre life' is enough, there is no need to deliberately add the word 'old'."

Rong You couldn't help laughing again, and coaxed: "Just to describe your living habits, you are still young and beautiful, don't worry Your Highness."

Di Ming thought for a while, accepted his teasing calmly, and took a sip of tea peacefully.

The time was almost over, and Timing finally put down his notes, and was going to pick up a few books, and read them at another time.

Rong You quickly stood up and said, "I saw a very interesting book yesterday, and I want to recommend it to you—"

In the middle of speaking, Rong You suddenly felt a slight tremor on the ground.

At that moment, before he realized that it was an aftershock, two books slipped from the bookshelf behind him and fell towards him.

Di Ming's expression changed slightly, and the pupils in his eyes suddenly shrank into needles.

A mental force field surged in, and the two books were pushed away suddenly, and fell to the ground with a "slap".

At this moment, Rong You staggered a bit, supported the sofa to stand firm, and looked at Di Ming in a daze for a moment - he could see clearly the pair of dragon pupils revealed by Di Ming at that moment, and the blue sky flowing in them. Cyan light.

He didn't speak for a long time, Di Ming hurriedly got up and walked over, looked at him and said, "Xiaoyou, are you alright?"

Rong You said inwardly: It's Mr. Qing, it must be Mr. Qing!

No need for clues and evidence, no need for insinuations, no need for any bugs, Rong You used that moment to confirm Di Ming's identity.

Because Di Ming's expression was exactly the same as Mr. Qing's reaction when he survived the earthquake that day.

Ever since Bai Han left, Rong You always felt that she was alone, until that day and that moment.

Mr. Qing.

Mr. Qing said: "Treasure your feelings and give us passers-by stingily."

Also said: "You have to learn to need me."

Rong You, who was so lonely that he didn't even leave his last words, and Rong You, who was so helpless that he didn't even dare to be self-willed once, only dared to curl up quietly to heal his wounds... It was Mr. Qing who restored the precious feelings bit by bit. Infused with Rong You's heart, so that he would not be so cold in the cold night.

How did he do it?

With tenderness, with anger, with all silent watch.

One night, the stars and the moon are bright and clear, and the river is in the sky.

A child who has nothing, even if he only tasted a little bit of sweetness, he should hold it in his heart and cherish it for a long time.

He is the only sugar that Rong You treasures there, the only one who dare not give up lightly.

Why was it discovered so late?

Rong You raised his hands to cover his eyes, his arms trembled slightly, unable to stop for a long time.

Di Ming squeezed his wrist, his voice became tight: "Rongyou...Rongyou? Tell me what's wrong with you, it hurts?"

"It hurts." Rong You said.

He relaxed his arms little by little, hugged Di Ming lightly, and whispered, "Why...do you like me so much?"

This hug, like Tang Woxue, made every nerve in every limb tremble with warmth.Rong You never knew that hugging someone could make her feel so warm.

Timing was silent for a while, reached out to stroke his hair, and said with a slight smile: "I saw you walking out suddenly that day, let me wait for you. For you, it may be that you met a stranger by chance; for you For me, it’s like meeting someone from another world.”