A world where only Asius is absent

Mix together.

Baird glanced at someone who also wrapped himself tightly in the box, and hesitated.

Zi's ​​stomach let out a groan, and he glanced at the closed door, and finally he was willing to take off the mask. It was a pity that Baird lamented that the lower half of the teacher's face was so exquisitely covered, so Zi took it off. Sunglasses, revealing those light green pupils that look like newborn leaves...

"Huh." The two upturned hairs finally stretched out, and she hung Little Red Riding Hood on the back of the chair beside her, and said with a long sigh of relief, "It's much more relaxed."

Baird was stunned for a moment, stood up abruptly, and pointed at Zi tremblingly, "You you you you..."

This appearance, on the contrary, made Zi a little embarrassed. In contrast, Asius was really calm to the point of abnormality when he saw him for the first time.

Finally, Baird spoke sharply, "Your Excellency, Dragon Slayer!!!"

"Pfft." Ashenus shook his hands that were cutting the meat, and in a blink of an eye, the cooked beef was ups and downs in the tumbling soup pot, "What's this title?" Good shit.

Zizi changed from being embarrassed to glaring at Asius fiercely. Although he felt a little silly, he absolutely didn't allow others to talk about it.

"You don't know him." Baird blurted out, then frowned, "Also..."

He was so surprised that he almost forgot about Asius' amnesia, so he naturally didn't know His Excellency the Dragon Slayer.

After finishing speaking, he changed the topic, his face flushed slightly: "Your Excellency, Dragon Slayer, can you sign for me?"

Just like an ordinary little fanboy, Baird said cautiously, ah... I can't believe that he had dinner with His Excellency the Dragon Slayer, and even talked.

Badr is indeed a land of dreams!

"Of course." With a gentle smile, he took out the pen he carried with him, and treated his fans kindly, "Where are you signing, do you have any requirements?"

Under Baird's strong request, Zi wrote his name on his coat, and also drew a Q version of the little fat dragon by the way.

Baird felt that he was about to pass out from happiness, the world, a trip... worth it.

"Asius." Zi held up his pen and looked at someone expectantly.

The light green eyes seemed to have sprouts stretching from them in the next moment, revealing infinite expectations.

Asius: "..."

He is really not interested in such things as autographs!But Tobald's obsessed look, he also probably knows how famous Zi is.

Don't doubt, now shout out loudly that the dragon slayer is here, and the swarming people can drown this place.

National idol?Arthur didn't know why he thought it was a little funny, and he always felt that this title was a bit inconsistent with Zi.

"...just put it on the sleeve." After struggling in his heart, Asius stretched out his hand helplessly, "write it smaller."

"Yeah." I promised super fast, "唰唰" wrote down the super-conspicuous name twice, and the last stroke of the outline was almost rippling with my joyful mood.

Asius sized it up, wondering if he could wash it off when he went back.

"This pen is the latest product developed by the scientific research department. It won't fade, so don't worry." Putting the pen back into the cap, he added proudly.

Baird was even more excited, and almost gave up his coat on the spot.

It is a rare opportunity to get along with idols, and it would be too wasteful to just watch them.

"Your Excellency, Dragon Slayer, are you here to teach Baldr this time?" Baird didn't want to mess around, and just wanted to say a few more words with Aidou.

"Well, for the time being." Zi bit his chopsticks, removed the famous aura of dragon slayer, and was still the approachable Zi, "I want to pick some good seedlings in school, and they can join my team directly after graduation."

After finishing speaking, he frantically cast a suggestive look at Asius, "The salary is excellent, the treatment is good, food and housing are included, the future is bright, and it is deeply loved by the masses..."

"If you have enough ability, you can follow me without graduating."

Asius was unmoved: "Teacher, your ad is out of date. I'm from the History Department, and you've found the wrong person."

"It's okay, it's just a transfer." Zi smiled cheerfully, "Think about it, I guarantee you will be satisfied."

Baird was silent for a long time, surprised by the charm of his little friend: "...Your Excellency Dragon Slayer, have you taken a fancy to Asius?"

"Well, I have my eyes on him." Zi admitted generously, "His talent is very good, as long as he works hard, he will definitely be able to surpass me in time."

Now, Baird looked at Ashes in the wrong way. He knew that his little friend was very powerful and could turn people into meteors, but hearing these words from the mouth of Dragon Slayer was another feeling. up.

"Asius." He paused, "I think His Excellency the Dragon Slayer is right, or you... just obey!"

This is indeed a good opportunity, and it is not an exaggeration for people of their origin to reach the sky in one step.

For a person with amnesia like Asius, a person who has almost forgotten his common sense and his academic ability has declined significantly, it may be more suitable to use his hands than to use his brain.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Baird also said that Arthur was a bit foul-looking, and maybe he could really become the second dragon slayer.

"Hey, why are you two saying the same thing as abducting and trafficking women from good families?"

One is a seller and the other is a pimp trying to sell himself or his goods.

Asius sighed, "Teacher, give up! As I said, I don't have that idea."

I was anxious, "Are you just wasting your talent like that?"

"Talent is more important than choosing the life you want to live." Asius chuckled, "Teacher, you can't judge others by your standards. Don't you think this is too much?"

Zi Zi was speechless: "..." The two upturned hairs drooped listlessly, and the light green pupils were not as bright as they were at the beginning.

He didn't mean that, he just... The rebuttal came to the corner of his mouth, but he didn't know how to say it.

He just cared a little about this child!

The atmosphere suddenly turned cold, and Baird felt a little headache.

On one side is a living idol, and on the other side is a friend who suddenly becomes a little bit sharp. His intuition tells him that something is wrong, but he can't tell.

Asius is not usually like this. Although others are belittling Asius, Baird knows that they are just scared. Asius is just a little coquettish, but he is actually a very gentle person.

Asius looked away. Even though he said that on purpose, he couldn't help feeling frustrated when he saw Zi who was depressed.

Don't pay attention to him so much, he is just a stranger who met twice.

"Ashes." Baird called out in a low voice. Under the table, he kicked the person who made his idol sad, throwing a crazy hint.

Asius: "..."

"No, I admit that I have selfish intentions." Zi suddenly opened his mouth, his hair puffed up a little, and his light green pupils reflected seriousness: "But I just want to see you in a better way."

Yes, he has selfish intentions, but what he wants to see more is the better appearance of this child.

When we met for the first time, those blue eyes were unbelievably beautiful. His concentration was very poor, and he was immediately attracted. Then he couldn't help it for a while, and stuck his head out from hiding in the tree.

Then he discovered that this child named Asius was indeed a treasure.

The only flaw is that for some reason, there is always a slight sadness in those blue eyes. He thought, if this child gallops on the battlefield, forget all the troubles, and the last flaw on the sapphire will disappear.

"Asius, you are a treasure, I want to discover you, this is my selfishness!" Zi smiled softly, "I look forward to having this honor very much."

The hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly, as if he hadn't expected such an answer.

Finally, Asius raised his face and said with a smile, "Teacher, I am very moved by what you said, but I refuse!"

"Hey, don't do it." Zi was discouraged, "save me some face."

"Teacher, you are so famous, you must be able to find a genius slightly inferior to me."

"Why is it slightly inferior to you!"

"Because I'm the best genius." Asius smiled, "So I can only wrong you, teacher."

Zi slowly puffed up his face, turned grief and anger into appetite, and launched an attack on the dazzling array of delicacies.

Having said so much, he sold out badly, but in the end he still didn't get in. This brat is really the most hateful!

Only Asius knew that there was a place in his heart that frantically clamored to agree.

He still lost. No matter what, he couldn't say anything more exaggerated to this person, so he could only get away with it like this.

When they parted, Zi was still not reconciled.

"These are for you." He handed over the big paper bag in his hand and muttered, "The paper bag has a heat preservation function, so it won't get cold."

Asius laughed: "Is this a bribe?"

Without any explanation, he stuffed the big paper bag into Asius's hand, and corrected him: "This is from the teacher's care, you are too thin, please make up more."

"Don't refuse!"

Very subtly, Asius recalled the nutrient solution that Zhuo Ran asked the doctor to prescribe to him, and he said similar things at that time.

Well, if the doctor hadn't changed all the nutrient solution to mustard flavor, he would have finished drinking it a long time ago, um...he hates mustard.

After re-arming himself, he slipped into the crowd, looking a little lonely.

Asius hugged the big paper bag given here, as if he was hugging a miniature snack city.

That person always gives him the things he likes eagerly.

"That's a great opportunity, why refuse it?" Baird, who was also holding a battle suit blessed by idols, said suddenly, "Those of us will never have such an opportunity in our lives."

"It's okay." Asius patted Baird on the shoulder and smiled nonchalantly: "Do you really want me to leave that much? No one will accompany you when I leave."

"There will always be a parting." Baird took it very openly, and the parting was only for better growth.

"Yeah, there will always be a separation." Asius murmured to himself, suddenly, he cheered up and stuffed the big paper bag to Baird, "I still have to report to President Zhuo, let's go first .”

"Review well." Even though Asius had already run far away, Baird still reminded dutifully.

The author has something to say: Thank you Yu Minglan, little angel mine, chirp~

And, the three-dimensional is a bit annoying, so, there is no update in these two days o(╥﹏╥)o

☆、It's impossible to be cute

Law Enforcement Council.

As a black and evil organization organized by students in Baldene...ahem, a justice institution, it has always imposed justice on all criminals who dare to disturb the interior of the college.

Since the current chairman Zhuo Ran took over this force, he has been in a state of prosperity, gearing up every day, vowing to fight against all evil forces.

"Shatil, what time is it?" Zhuo Ran glanced at the electronic clock hanging on the wall, and asked knowingly.

Pushing his glasses, Chatier said calmly, "Ten past five."

"It's already very good." Zhuo Ran squeezed between his brows, slightly relieving the fatigue accumulated throughout the day.

The flat glasses flashed brightly. The president is very concerned about the time today. He is wearing a specially pressed uniform and a collar clip. His hairstyle looks a bit messy, but if you look closely, it is obvious that it has been specially handled.

But he doesn't remember anything important today.

Plus this evasive attitude... so suspicious.

"Shatil, you have been tired all day today, go back and rest first."

"President, I'm not tired."

"No, you're tired."

"...President, farewell!" Chatier quickly organized the documents, and did not forget to close the door firmly before leaving.

Well, he's tired and needs a break.

After the deputy left, Zhuo Ran breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned tightly, staring at the electronic clock on the wall without blinking, as if he had some deep hatred with him.

Naive, don't you think Chatier just left?

Properly trimmed, two inexplicable reflections from behind the blooming shrubs are staring at the closed gate of the Law Enforcement Council without blinking.

Finally, when his staring eyes were a little sore, a figure finally broke into his sight.

The corner of Chatier's mouth twitched, he knew it.

Besides that scum, who else could make the chairman treat him so special.

Asius knew he was late, it should be said that he deliberately slowed down to be late.

Worthy of the name of the largest organization in Balder, there are not many people, but it occupies a three-story villa that exudes the name Hao everywhere.

As if to stain justice, the entire villa is mainly white, and the golden emblem of the Law Enforcement Association is hollowed out in the center, giving it a somewhat majestic atmosphere.

At this time, there were not many people in the Law Enforcement Association, and most of them went out to patrol, leaving only civilian staff.

Zhuo Ran's office is on the third floor, winding up the stairs, unfortunately, Asius didn't meet a single person.

The door was of a cold metallic color, and the moment Asius stepped on it, it opened silently from the middle.

The young man clasped his hands on the table cast a majestic look, and said in a low voice, "Sit."

Asius sat obediently on the chair and smiled flatteringly.

Zhuo Ran glanced lightly at the minute hand that had already rotated once, and then looked at the cowardly Asius, the brewing anger seemed to deflate quickly like a balloon that had been lightly poked.

"I didn't let you sit that far." Although I am no longer angry, some mistakes still need to be corrected.

He is not a scourge, so why is he so far away?

After entering the door, Asius, who chose the farthest chair without hesitation, moved, and sat down on the sofa closer to him under Zhuo Ran's oppressive gaze.

Zhuo Ran didn't care, or said it lazily, he just left his chair and sat calmly opposite Asius.

As if a thumbtack was put under his buttocks, Asius looked left and right, and finally took out a stack of crumpled self-criticism books, and elongated his tone: "Master President, I was wrong, please forgive me—"

Zhuo Ran raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to take the crumpled self-criticism, and carefully admired each word.

I have to honestly admit that by his standards, this review is really well written, every word is meticulous, affectionate and meaningful, it almost moved him to tears... Well, I can't write it without more than ten years of knowledge. such a level

Um, so, how many reviews has this guy written before?Only then did he develop this proficient skill.

Zhuo Ran put down the self-criticism book, his expression remained calm, and he was about to speak...

Asius's heart skipped a beat, and in an instant, his eyes were clouded with mist. He raised his limp hand, quickly interrupted his words, and said aggrievedly, "My hand that wrote yesterday was about to break!"

Zhuo Ran: "..." He still didn't say anything.

Although he knew that it was probably a disguise, but the pair of sapphires stained with mist were so beautiful, he couldn't help but want to admire them for a while.

The still warm black tea was drawn into the wall of the cup, causing ripples, Zhuo Ran subconsciously added three cubes of sugar into it, and pushed it in front of Asius.

After finishing a set of movements with hindsight, he realized whether it might be a little too sweet, but subconsciously thought that this person should like such sweetness.

It's really a wonderful feeling.

"The writing is not bad." Zhuo Ran's faint compliment, it can be regarded as exposing the review incident this time.

The mist gathered quickly, and Asius, as if nothing had happened, picked up the black tea and took a sip.

The black tea is very fragrant, but the taste is quite different from the one in memory.

"It's delicious, did the president make it himself?" Asius asked suddenly.

"No." Zhuo Ran paused, "Chatil made it."

In fact, he is not very good at doing this kind of thing, and there are few things for him to do by himself, but at this moment, he hopes that the one praised by Asius is himself.

"Ah, it turns out that Mr. Glasses is good at this kind of thing, so virtuous."

"Shatil is good at many things, and he is an excellent assistant." Zhuo Ran smiled, "But let's avoid the title of Xianhui, I won't care if you fight if he hears it."

Zhuo Ran suddenly thanked himself for sending Chatier away in advance, otherwise a childish quarrel would be inevitable.

"I don't dislike Mr. Glasses." Asius pursed his lips and said with a smile, "I quite like his type."

A small clicking sound spread, and of course this tiny movement could not escape Asius' ears.

He put down his glass slowly, "To some extent, Chatier is actually a very suitable person to be a boyfriend."

Carefully pinching the handle of the cup, Zhuo Ran smiled blackly, and said word by word: "I will tell the truth to Chatier, he must be very happy."

"A-Ah-Ah-Ah-" Chatier sneezed several times in a row, he rubbed his nose in doubt, who is talking about him?

It's been so long (actually only half an hour), why hasn't that scum come out, what if the president is so kind, what if he is cheated?

Do you want to go in and take a look?

Speaking of which, after squatting for so long, my legs are a little numb, so it's time to move.

"Hiss... I'm exhausted." Someone passing by hammering his shoulders shouted at the right time.

The plain glasses shone brightly.

"Zaffa." Chatier and his colleagues greeted each other cordially as if nothing had happened.

"Shatil!" Chafa was taken aback, "You don't make any sound when you walk."

Chatier just smiled but didn't answer: "Why, I just came back from a mission."

"Tsk, don't mention it, I met a violent protester."

"Are you going to report to the president now?"

"No." Chafa waved his hand, "I've settled this trivial matter, why bother the president."

Chatier was a little disappointed: "Then what do you want now?"

"My review materials are in the office, and the exam is about to take place, so it's time to review."

"That's it." Chatier frowned slightly.

"Shatil, why are you such a mother-in-law today." Chafa gave him a suspicious look, "Say something quickly, and I'll leave if you don't."

"Actually, I see that the president is not in a good mood today. Just now I saw Asius walking in...just..."

"How can you rest assured that the president is with that scumbag?" Chafa roared, activated the laser sword hanging from his waist and rushed in.

Shatil yelled slowly, "Chafa, don't worry~" and followed slowly.

In this way, it becomes legal and reasonable for him to enter.

Chafa, really easy to use ^-^

……

After going up, the situation seemed to be a bit different from what he had imagined.

Chafa stood in front of the door with a laser sword in his hand, with an awkward expression on his face, neither entering nor retreating...

"Well... don't move around."

"But it hurts~"

"Then I... be gentle."

"Woo... a little heavier, a little lighter, I don't feel it."

"Then I'm moving! Hold on to it."

"Ugh..."

Zaffa & Chatier: They are both confused ⊙-⊙

Chafa's face turned red, and his eyes signaled: Shatil, what's going on?

Chatier tried to show his innocence with his eyes: how do I know?

Hearing the voice, the president seemed to be the one above, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

But why did it happen all of a sudden? Could it be that the president finally became hate out of love, and then... hiss, Shatil gasped, frightened by the success of his brain supplementation.

Zhafa's face has turned red to the same color as his red hair. In broad daylight, the president is fine. Why is that scumbag so called...(╬￣盘￣)=○

"Woo...why do I feel that there is someone outside the door."

"is it?"

Chafa & Chatier: "!!!"

After the cold metal gate was removed, there was no one there!

"Did you hear it wrong?" Zhuo Ran slowly moved away the hand covered with medicated oil, which was still stained with some body temperature.

Asius supported his waist, got up slowly, and glanced at the door hesitantly, he obviously felt someone was there.

The bruises on the thin waist had been rubbed to the point where only a red mark remained, and the temperature was frighteningly high. Ashus just wanted to find something cold to stick it on.

As for why his waist was brutally murdered, this question enmmmm

……

"Then I would like to thank the president. If the president speaks in person, I think Shatil will have less prejudice against me." Asius seemed to thank him sincerely.

Unbearable, no need to endure.

Zhuo Ran, who has always been the proud son of heaven, said that he has never felt so aggrieved, and there is an inexplicable feeling in his heart clamoring, possessing!

"Asius." Zhuo Ran said calmly, no one knew the storm behind the calmness.

"Huh?" Asius tilted his head, "President Zhuo?"

"What do you think of my endurance?"

"The cultivation of the president is naturally impeccable."

"Then why do you say that when I fell in love with you, I didn't look like myself." Zhuo Ran said slowly, pressing him firmly on the sofa with undeniable force, his expression was covered by black hair, "Asius, what did you do to me?"

The distance was too close, and the scorching gas of the opponent's breath seemed to be flapping on the cheek.

Then, it was a subconscious counterattack!

The author has something to say: Wo... is back~

☆Hey, don't be so misleading

A piece of the soft sofa was dented, and Asius' knees were slightly curled up. As the person pressing on him suddenly approached, he subconsciously raised his chin slightly.

There seems to be endless desire in the black pupils, wanting to swallow people up, and the fingers resting on the cheeks bring a tingling feeling...

It's not good to go on like this, Ashus realized this fact in an instant.

The slightly curled legs tensed instantly, bursting out with great strength, and the fingers resting on the cheeks were tightly clenched, it was strength without a trace of warmth.

The distance that was too close was finally pulled within a safe range.

Zhuoran narrowed his eyes dangerously, and grabbed his blank hands forward. Asius tilted his head slightly, avoiding a lightning-like blow.

The battlefield shifted from the sofa to the entire room, except for weapons, it was just a competition of speed and strength.

"Are you looking down on me?" Zhuo Ran withdrew his kicked long legs, his tone obviously sullen.

Asius, who was only defending but not fighting back, raised the corners of his mouth and showed a heartless smile again: "How can I be so powerful, obviously President Zhuoran, your attack is too fierce, I can't find a chance to fight back .”

"Oh, really." Zhuo Ran smiled instead of anger, and kicked out again, obviously really angry.

Asius couldn't hold back his smile anymore, Zhuo Ran had obviously received special training, and if he didn't use that power, he would have to suffer a bit.

The most important thing is that he has no way to make an effective counterattack against this person!

It was made of silver-white metal, and it was integrated into one. Like a work of art, a figure flipped over deftly, and then another figure flipped over as well.

Well, although the office of the president of the Law Enforcement Association is very large, it is still a bit reluctant to use it for guerrilla warfare.

Countless documents flew in all directions, disturbing Asius' sight.

A huge force came from his waist, and with a muffled groan, his thin waist slammed into a corner of the table fiercely.

Asius was finally caught, but the person who caught him didn't show the joy of the winner, he just pursed his lips tightly.

"Maybe President Zhuoran, you just fell in love with me at first sight." Asius was silent for a moment, then said jokingly, "I can assure you that I never did anything to you."

His body has not been touched, Zhuo Ran is naturally clear, but love at first sight is still an unbelievable thing to him.

But I have to admit that this feeling does exist.

But this kind of emotion that can't be controlled by him, but can't help gushing from the bottom of my heart, can it really be explained by love at first sight?

If it is true, how to explain the feeling of being reunited after a long absence every time I see Asius? Is this really his feeling?

It seems that there is another consciousness instigating in his mind, making Zhuo Ran fall into doubts.

He lost control, and the source of the loss of control was the existence named Asius.

"Actually..." Asius' tone suddenly became brighter, "President Zhuoran, you just need to stay away from me, and you will find that there are so many people who are worth cherishing in this world. I went blind for a moment."

Zhuo Ran's contemplation was interrupted, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and without thinking about other things, he retorted subconsciously: "Who said I've taken a fancy to you."

In short, he would not admit that he was blind.

"Uh...but didn't Chairman Zhuoran confess to me just now?" Asius seemed a little shy, "Although I am very happy, but unfortunately, Chairman, you are not the type I like."

The strength in Zhuoran's hand suddenly increased, he gritted his teeth and said, "Oh, then which type do you like?"

"Of course it's gentle and considerate, considerate, fair and beautiful, with slender waist and long legs, good-looking, good at cooking, talented, strong, independent, brave and good at fighting..." Asius wrote breathlessly A lot of mate selection requirements.

Zhuo Ran's eyes gradually became unkind, "Are you talking about a person?"

Asius was calm and composed: "The world is so big, there will always be encounters."

It seems that the thick-skinned him really thinks that his request is not too much at all, Zhuo Ran thought in a daze.

"In short, President Zhuo Ran, you are not the person I want to meet." Asius concluded.

"..." Zhuo Ran felt that he was even more angry, and the cold air was about to come out all over his body.

In the end, he reluctantly let go of his hand, and Asius, who had escaped from the prison, heaved a sigh of relief, even ignoring the dull pain in his waist.

Now he seems to be lying all the time.

Thinking about it this way, he smiled even brighter, without a trace of gloom.

"Before I judge the result, you still come here to report every day." Zhuo Ran glanced at him, "Even if you make me hate you."

Arthur's bright smile froze for a moment.

As sharp as Zhuoran, it is not difficult to make the following judgments after calming down.

Ever since he got to know him, Asius seems to have been avoiding him on purpose, otherwise how can he explain that he can just hit his pain point every time.

Unless that person doesn't have eyes, Zhuo Ran is the first to not believe that Asius doesn't have eyes.

This guy is obviously more thorough than anyone else.

"Also, come here." Zhuo Ran raised his eyebrows, and patted the sofa beside him like an uncle, "Lie down."

Arthur was aware of it, and took two small steps back: "What are you doing?"

"Doesn't your waist hurt?" Zhuo Ran emphasized his tone, with a slightly unnatural expression on his face.

He almost lost his mind just now, he couldn't control the strength of his hands for a while, but he wanted Asius to stop wholeheartedly, and his desk was relatively hard, so the blow just now must have been serious.

Ashes was stunned for a moment, and belatedly said, "Hiss—"

The back hurts so much, I almost forgot that this body is a piece of trash, a little stumbling, it is easy to leave marks.

He can easily erase these scars, but unfortunately now is obviously not a good time.

By the time he reacted, he was already obediently lying on the sofa.

Maybe it was instinct. He had no way to refuse the angry Zhuoran, so his legs moved subconsciously.

Lifting off Badr's uniform-style uniform and the pure white lining inside, a large swath of bruises came into view.

Zhuo Ran's lips were pursed immediately, and his heart throbbed in pain.

"Feel sorry."

"No... hiss, it hurts." After being poked by Zhuo Ran violently, Asius immediately burst into tears.

"Be patient." Silently pouring medicated oil on the wound, Zhuo Ran started his massage.

"Hmm... um..." Asius gritted his teeth and tried hard not to make a strange sound, but this kind of bruise mixed with medicinal oil, coupled with the unique massage technique, it is difficult to make people not make a sound ah.

There was cold sweat on his forehead, and Zhuo Ran was flustered by his heart, "Well...don't move around."

"Ha~" The voice of Asius, who was desperately trying not to pant, became even more strange.

Unknowingly, the conversation went in an indescribable direction, but I didn't feel it.

There seemed to be some slight movement outside the door, and he looked subconsciously.

First of all, what came out of my throat was a cry of pain, but a question: "Woo...why do I feel that there is someone outside the door."

You heard it wrong, Zhuo Ran was confused for a moment, there was nothing behind the metal gate.

Asius lowered his head, he was sure that someone was there just now!

Most of the bruises on the waist have been rubbed away, and the temperature of the rubbed part is frighteningly high, but it is not so painful after all.

Zhuo Ran wiped his hands calmly, "Tomorrow I will rub it for you."

Asius laughed dryly, "No need."

Zhuo Ran gave him another look: "I didn't ask for your opinion."

Asius: "..." Zhuo Ran's personality in this reincarnation is really different from any one he has known before.

But, like him, maybe that's how it should be.

Supporting my waist, I staggered back to the dormitory, it was already past 9 o'clock in the evening.

Putting on soft slippers, facing the still-on lights in the living room, Asius said weakly, "I'm back."

Baird, who was concentrating on reading a book, was alert tactically. When he turned his head, he was almost frightened by Asius' miserable appearance.

Questions blurted out: "What's wrong with you?"

"Byrd..." Asius sobbed heavily, and rushed over to hug the human bear, "I'm not clean anymore."

Baird: "!!!" I haven't seen you for a few hours, what happened.

By the way, didn't Ashes go to President Zhuoran? Could it be that President Zhuoran did something to him! ?

"What happened, tell me slowly." Baird comforted softly, "I'm right here."

If something happens to Asius, he will...

Big teardrops swirled in the sockets of his eyes, and Asius wept and said, "President Zhuoran beat me up, can I not review today."

Baird: "..."

"Asius." He stroked his soft hair and said softly, "No."

"..." The plan Tongasius ushered in failure again, and picked up the book under the oppressive eyes of his roommate.

……

……

In the wilderness, there are beasts wandering aimlessly. These demented beasts have no idea that there is a pair of teenagers whispering intimately in the cave not far from them.

"Zhuo Ranran, you're so pretty." Facing the exceptionally bright face illuminated by the firelight, Asius couldn't help blurting out.

For a long, long night, Ashes molested his companions whom he worked so hard to save every day.

Uh... really don't blame him, it's all because Zhuo Ranran is too cute. (*▽*)

The extraordinarily bright skin reflected by the flames seemed to be dyed the color of the flames. Zhuo Ran was quite calm about this. Not long after he decided to walk out of the dead city with Asius, he deeply realized that the person in front of him was okay for the time being. The fact that the guy who is called a boy is an out-and-out face control.

"How pretty." Zhuo Ran asked with a smile.

"All the shining stars in the world are less than one ten-thousandth of yours." Asius replied without hesitation.

Zhuo Ran couldn't help laughing, "You."

"I can't help it." The white-haired young man blinked his eyes, "Who made Zhuo Ranran you so gentle and considerate, considerate, fair and beautiful, with a slender waist and long legs, and good-looking, good at cooking, and talented?" , strong, independent, brave and good at fighting..."

He searched his brains and said almost all the words he could think of.

"Stop, stop --" Zhuo Ran was embarrassed by what he said, and this time he really blushed, so he could only interrupt.

Asius couldn't get enough of it, he blinked his eyes and confessed affectionately: "It's so good, Zhuo Ranran, I can't help but like it."

The red-eared Zhuo Ran slightly nodded his head, it was such Asius that he couldn't resist.

If all the sufferings he experienced were for the purpose of meeting Asius, then it must be God's pity for him.

"Zuo Ranran, it's raining."

"Want me to come closer?"

"Yes~"

So, in this wilderness, the young man with the firelight spread out his black wings behind him,