The slag of quick time travel is difficult to attack

The next day, He Zihuan arrived home on time at eight o'clock after the meeting.Lu Zhou waited at the door, eyes full of anticipation, and greeted with a smile when he saw the man: "Sir, welcome home."

He Zihuan said "um", "Did your study go well today?"

Lu Zhou tightened his fingers, showing shame, and said softly: "I can't solve some problems, I'm sorry."

He Zihuan was noncommittal, went to the restaurant to have dinner after entering the room and changing clothes.

Lu Zhou sat beside the man with a happy expression.He Zihuan was busy, and the two hadn't had dinner together for a long time.Under Ian's teaching, he has been able to eat skillfully and gracefully, with thoughtful etiquette, and a tall and straight posture, which is completely different from the cowardly and timid pets before.

He Zihuan was very satisfied with this, and smiled lightly, making Lu Zhou lower his head shyly, not daring to meet the man's gaze.

After the meal, He Zihuan set aside an independent space for Lu Zhou in the study. The two of them formed an L shape to work and study separately. Lu Zhou could ask him any questions he didn't understand.

Lu Zhou sat upright in front of the desk, staring at the documents in front of him with a blank mind, and glanced at He Zihuan who was approving the documents from the corner of his eye, so nervous that he forgot what he was supposed to do.

He Zihuan suddenly raised his head to meet the other party's gaze, Lu Zhou froze, and quickly moved his eyes away.

He Zihuan raised his eyebrows, got up and walked to Lu Zhou's side, leaned over to read the question book, "What don't you understand?"

The man was tall, and Lu Zhou was completely wrapped in his arms.Warm breath and low voice came from his ear, Lu Zhou's heart was pounding, he managed to hold his nerve and pointed to the question.

"What to Think About Humanism in War and Peace in the Interstellar Age."

It is a humanistic subjective question that Lu Zhou is not good at. He Zihuan knew the answer with a quick scan, and patiently analyzed each word, "There are actually four questions in this sentence. 1. What do you think of humanism in the current war? 2. What do you think? How to maintain humanism in war. On the contrary, what is the view and how to deal with it in peacetime.”

Lu Zhou listened carefully, nodded receptively, and quickly took notes.

He Zihuan called up and marked the relevant knowledge points in the textbooks on the computer, and analyzed them one by one, so as to build the thinking and thinking mode for Lu Zhou to answer the questions.

Lu Zhou tried hard to force himself to focus on knowledge, but still couldn't help looking at He Zihuan sideways.The man's face is cold and serious, his expression is focused, and he can't take his eyes off the appearance of teaching himself with all his heart. For some reason, his chest is swollen and stuffy.

Lu Zhou suddenly thought of the former Liszt, who obviously had the same facial features, but in his eyes, the two looked completely different.

He Zihuan noticed that the other party was distracted, and asked blankly after finishing speaking: "So what is your answer?"

Lu Zhou tensed his body, swallowed his saliva to stabilize his mind, and listed the answers clearly, with smooth logic and clear knowledge points.It is exactly according to the idea constructed by He Zihuan just now, exactly.

After hearing this, He Zihuan raised his eyebrows. He seemed to be able to do two things at once, and indeed had the ability to double A.He slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and said in a helpless and indulgent tone, "Concentrate."

Lu Zhou blushed for a moment, and replied in embarrassment, "Yes. I'm sorry, sir, I will try my best."

He Zihuan changed the subject, and asked in a deep voice, "What is the core idea of ​​humanism?"

Lu Zhou immediately said: "Humanism advocates people-oriented, promotes the liberation of individuality, pursues freedom and equality, opposes the concept of hierarchy, and emphasizes the maintenance of human dignity."

"Not bad." He Zihuan asked again: "You have read so many materials and textbooks, and you can answer the questions without any problem, but do you really understand?"

Lu Zhou pursed his lips and nodded hesitantly after a moment.

He Zihuan looked straight into his eyes, "If you really understand, you shouldn't apologize to me every now and then, and you shouldn't put yourself in an inferior position."

Lu Zhou froze, his pupils flickered, and he was at a loss.

He Zihuan asked him to change and reshape the correct three views in his studies. If he really became a "teacher", the man would not mind repeating the key points.

He Zihuan squatted down and looked up at Lu Zhou with a low profile.

"Sir!" Lu Zhou was startled, and hurriedly wanted to get up, but was held down by the other party and couldn't move.

He Zihuan slowed down his tone, "You have to remember that people are born unequal. Classes are the product of social development and will never be eliminated. But everyone has equal dignity, and you are no different from me."

"If you give up respecting yourself, how can others respect you? A person should strive to pursue what he wants and live for himself, understand?"

Maybe it was because Lu Zhou was too cowardly and pitiful, or he really raised Lu Zhou as a child, He Zihuan was sincere in what he said.After experiencing three worlds, he actually has such regrets for each goal.Give everything for your loved ones and love, what will you get in return?

Probably since birth, he has been alone without any ties, so He Zihuan is heartless and heartless, and has always lived only for himself.

Lu Zhou held his breath and looked at He Zihuan, only the man's handsome and resolute face was reflected in his eyes. After a while, he nodded heavily, "I see, sir."

He Zihuan straightened up satisfied, "What other questions do you not know?"

Lu Zhou immediately pointed out that He Zihuan would explain, and Lu Zhou would concentrate on his studies for the rest of the time.The study room was quiet and stable, with occasional conversations, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

In the following days, He Zihuan tried his best to go home for dinner.After the meal, he handled official business in the study, while Lu Zhou was studying at the side. He immediately asked questions he didn't know, and even discussed with He Zihuan. The progress was astonishing.

Lu Zhou changed at a speed visible to the naked eye. His eyes became more and more lively, his smiles became more and more, his figure became more and more erect, and his whole body exuded a restrained and quiet temperament. different.

He Zihuan was naturally happy to hear and see, but he was not very satisfied with one thing.Lu Zhou has always been respectful to him, and even has a tendency to become more dependent and close to him.He Zihuan knew that this was a manifestation of Stockholm Syndrome, and his changes gave Lu Zhou the illusion of "goodwill".

At the beginning, He Zihuan chose to let Lu Zhou forget the past and reinvent himself, but now Lu Zhou should realize that Liszt's training is inhumane.A person with a truly independent personality and correct three views should not have any affection for the abuser.

That night, He Zihuan was still thinking about the method, and turned his head in the dark to look at Lu Zhou who had fallen into a deep sleep.This man is still afraid of the dark, only sleeping next to him is as safe as a baby.

No, maybe it is no longer "only".He Zihuan squinted his eyes. He seemed to be too arrogant and indulged Lu Zhou. It seemed that it was time for people to go back to his bedroom to sleep.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, the "rumbling" thunder and lightning outside the window interrupted He Zihuan's thoughts.He frowned and looked out the window. The night was pierced by lightning, and a huge thunderstorm instantly enveloped the entire E star without warning.

Star E itself has no four seasons and weather changes. In order to continue the earth's environment, humans created an atmosphere and simulated temperature and climate changes according to seasons.The temperature, humidity, wind force, precipitation, etc. of each day of the year are formulated.Of course, the public will not know in advance, otherwise it will lose its meaning of "adjusting life".

"Ah!" Lu Zhou woke up suddenly due to the thunder, his pupils trembled, his face turned pale, and he instinctively curled himself up into a ball.He wrapped the quilt tightly and covered his ears with his hands, obviously very afraid of thunderstorms.

He Zihuan was stunned, and Su Yanlin's fear of thunder appeared in front of his eyes, overlapping with Lu Zhou.He pursed his lips and said nothing, his dark eyes were unclear.

Last year's thunderstorm season coincided with the battle between L star and E star, and Liszt was not at home, so there was no memory of Lu Zhou being afraid of thunderstorms.

He Zihuan frowned and hugged Lu Zhou into his arms, lifting his chin.The opponent's pupils were dilated, his expression was panicked, he was trembling, and he was already unconscious.

He Zihuan tried to comfort him with mental power, but Lu Zhou's mental fluctuations were too great to be calmed down by force. He could only regain his senses and focus his eyes.

Lu Zhou looked at He Zihuan with wet eyes, short of breath and pale face, he couldn't help grabbing the man's collar, and shouted tremblingly: "Mr... sir..."

He Zihuan pressed him to his chest and held him tightly in his arms.Covering his left ear with one hand, stroking the black hair with the other, whispering softly in Lu Zhou's right ear, kissing the pinnae constantly.

"It's okay, I'm here, it's okay, you're safe, it's all fake, it's just artificial weather, it's okay..."

Lu Zhou was only eight years old when his mother died. Her condition deteriorated rapidly, and her last days coincided with the thunderstorm season.The mother who was tortured by illness, the father who was in despair and despair, and the critical illness notifications again and again accompanied by the background of thunderstorms became Lu Zhou's eternal nightmare.

On the night when his mother left, his father cried bitterly in front of the hospital bed, and Xiao Lu Zhou shivered in a corner.He covered his ears tightly, but still couldn't stop the deafening thunder.

After that, Lu Zhou was afraid of thunder from the bottom of his heart. Every year during the thunderstorm season was the most difficult time for him. He could only hide in the quilt and cry bitterly.

However, tonight, there is someone to accompany him, holding up a protective umbrella that belongs only to him.The man's embrace was strong and warm, as if nothing could hurt him in it.The gentle and deep voice in the ear went straight to the heart, miraculously calming Lu Zhou.

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes, Lu Zhou suppressed his sobs and closed his eyes, snuggled into the man's arms, hugged He Zihuan's waist tightly, and let himself be immersed in his care.

He Zihuan kept comforting Lu Zhou softly, swaying his back, until the thunder ended, and Lu Zhou lost his strength and fell into a deep sleep.

He Zihuan looked down at the man in his arms, wiped away the tears on his face with his fingertips, his movements were gentle, but his tone to the system was cold and full of danger: Lu Zhou was also afraid of thunder.

The system that hadn't appeared for a long time was silent for two seconds, swallowed, and said with a chuckle: Yes, the future world is really troublesome. If there is no thunder, you have to create it yourself.

He Zihuan squinted his eyes because it changed the subject, and continued in a deep voice: Su Yanlin is also afraid of thunder.

The two clearly have completely different personalities and appearances, but just now the images of the two lives overlapped in front of He Zihuan's eyes, and their expressions were too similar.

The system laughed and said: Yes, what a coincidence.

He Zihuan's eyes darkened, his aura was fully opened, full of oppression: just a coincidence?you sure?

The system flickered, and the voice became louder unconsciously: Think about it, the host, how many people must there be in the Three Thousand Worlds!Coincidence is normal!I told you that each world is independent, time and space are completely different, there can be no intersection.

He Zihuan curled his lips after hearing this: Let me ask casually, what are you in a hurry for?

The system choked: Am I in a hurry?No, hehe.

He Zihuan watched Lu Zhou stop talking, and tapped his fingertips.

The system let out a long breath, which really scared it into a cold sweat.

[The author has something to say]: Stone wishes everyone a Merry Christmas in advance, love you all! (^з^) Since the stone is traveling during the holidays and there is not much time, it will probably stop for another day tomorrow.I will try my best to code, please forgive me, pick my fingers (ToT)/

As usual, thank you Lazy for your reward~ Meme~