doomsday seclusion

Just fainted for a moment?

I tensed my nerves, secretly guarded, and was thinking about how to solve the trouble next, the next moment, those long and narrow eyes looked straight at me──

His eyes were clear, filled with grievances and doubts.

...No, it's not that guy, it's Maku.

"Ah Ling, what's wrong with me?" His eyes were moist, "My neck hurts!"

"...It's probably a stiff neck." My heart felt relieved, and I said, "If you don't listen to me telling you to sleep on the bed, have you suffered a lot now?"

"I'm sorry." He apologized reflexively, looking at the sofa and at the corner of the bed, as if wondering how he rolled down.

"Your sleeping position is too bad." I said.

"Oh." He nodded, and then climbed onto the single bed as a last resort.

"What are you doing?" I quickly squeezed the quilt tightly.

"Sleep," he said, "you can only read when you are full of sleep."

"Go back to your sofa and sleep."

"My neck hurts..." He said pitifully, "You said you want to sleep on the bed."

I was speechless for a moment, he took this opportunity to lie down, put his arms around my waist, and closed his eyes blindly.

"Go back." I pushed his shoulder, but he didn't move at all; pushed again, and he continued to play dead.

"I'm angry." I scowled.

"..." He opened his eyelids secretly, and when he found that I was looking at him, he quickly closed his eyes again.

Still addicted to playing?

I pinched his earlobe angrily.

His body trembled like a fish out of water, but he insisted not to open his eyes, and the hands around my waist tightened even more.

"..." I looked at the sky speechlessly, thinking about how to solve this problem, and finally took a pill, stuffed it into his mouth with my backhand, "Swallow."

He swallowed obediently, and with a "gurgle" in his throat, the pill slid down the esophagus and into the stomach.

"Aling, what is this?"

"I don't know."

"Oh."

"..."

Three or ten minutes later, the medicine took effect, the sound of deep breathing came evenly, and the hand resting on me lost all strength.

I feel at ease, while the sleeping pill improves the quality of sleep, it also has an anesthesia effect, so even if the guy's consciousness "wakes up" halfway, his body is still in a deep sleep and he still cannot move.

Pushing away the tall but cool body, and covering him with the quilt carefully, I got out of bed softly, pulled the thin quilt off the sofa, and lay down in peace.

***

I fell asleep until two o'clock in the afternoon.

During this period, Mu and that guy were lying quietly on the bed, and there was no phenomenon of fraudulent corpses. The most specific manifestation was that there was no second person on the sofa halfway.

Eight hours later, the effect of the sleeping pills was about to wear off, so I figured it would be about the same time, so I went to the bed and shook the curtain to wake me up.

Although I prefer to let him sleep until he wakes up naturally, if I don't give him some time to read, I'm afraid he will get angry with me, and the drudgery of coaxing the children can still be avoided.

Last night, I made an appointment with Xiang Lvzhu and the others to go back after a day. I have always been a person who keeps my promises. I will return as soon as the time comes. After deducting the journey, there are about four hours of free time. It is right to relax.

Affected by the external force, the person on the bed turned over and opened his eyes misty.

Since I don't know who will wake up, I hold a dictionary in my hand, and am vigilantly preparing for another stunning blow at any time.

"...Ah Ling."

"Are you awake?" Hearing this address, I breathed a sigh of relief and put the dictionary on the bedside.

Mu Ban sat up and shook his dizzy head.

"Don't you want to read? If you still feel uncomfortable, you can sleep a little longer."

"No, read." He quickly replied, as if afraid of my repentance, he quickly got out of bed and put on his shoes.

"Slow down, the book can't run away again."

The longer I get along with him, the more I feel like a babysitter, almost like raising an older child.

So after a simple meal, we left the lounge and went downstairs to the reading area.

The municipal library is quite large, with a dazzling collection of books. Fortunately, the books here are stored in different floors according to categories, so although the number is large, it will not make people lost in it.

After re-spraying the repellant, the zombies still kept us at a respectful distance. When I came to the floor map, I turned my head and asked, "What kind of book do you want to read?"

He didn't seem to have thought about this question, he was a little stunned for a moment, and after a while he said: "Anything is fine."

"Since everything is fine, then look around and don't follow me." I said casually.

He immediately grabbed my sleeve nervously.

"Ah Ling, where are you going?"

"It's on this floor." I felt inexplicable, "I want to find some books related to architectural design."

It's almost time to build the greenhouse and warehouse. The combination parts that require labor can be overcome by Mu's mental power, but the knowledge related to construction still needs to be supplemented by oneself.

"Me too." Mu hurriedly said, the reliance in his tone was self-evident.

"You don't need to accommodate me." I said patiently, "You can watch whatever you want, and you don't have to rely on me for everything. You are already an adult and you can have the right to be independent."

"But I want to be with you, Ah Ling." He insisted.

I can't help but touch my forehead.

Such words and deeds are like children who cannot be separated from their parents.In the research institute, what kind of settings were the so-called "iris memory" and "smell memory"?Nestling complex?

Perhaps those researchers wanted to cultivate 01's dependence on Lin Qinghe, so as to minimize the mental rejection during the operation, but in my opinion, this is just a very bad taste.

In any case, it is urgent to cultivate the habit of independence, so after thinking about it, I brought him to the shelf on the fifth floor about children's growth and learning.

"If you really don't know what to read, start with the books here."

Creating an environment that separates me from him is one, as for the second...

Thinking of how the original body of this body would gobble people up after being taken over by others, I felt extremely stressed.

We must not let the curtain grow crooked!

Mu Mu nodded ignorantly, looking at the hundreds of books on the shelf, his eyes sparkled, and he was determined not to leave until he finished reading them.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, just take it easy."

I rubbed his head, left some biscuits and water for stomach wraps, and went back to the ninth floor.