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Tazito and Mr. 11 walked halfway up the mountain and looked around.There are only mountains and forests around.The wind was extremely strong, the treetops were rustling, and the sky was low and dark, a precursor to a storm.

It looks like anywhere in the N7 star, there is no hope of positioning.

"Counting the time spent traveling back and forth, it is already the best plan for Hezhongxing to send troops here within 24 hours." Mr. 11 said.

Tazito: "Their goal is your robot. Just don't let them take it during this time."

This sentence reminded Mr. 11 of something, and his eyes turned to Tazito, who was blinded by the wind, rubbed his messy hair, and turned to leave.

"Charles."

Mr. 11 suddenly called Tazito's name. Mr. Eleven had never called him by his name, which made Tazito look slightly uncomfortable.Tazito stopped and turned back to wait for him to speak, and what he said afterwards did indeed make Tazito uncomfortable.

"I was not able to rescue you in the first place," Mr. 11 said, "because I couldn't..."

"Wait," Tazito made a "stop talking" gesture, "I understand."

Tazito didn't think it was necessary for Mr. Eleven to explain this to him. Mr. 11 is Mr. 11. He always has his own principles, and he never hesitates to stick to them.If Mr. Eleven had to feel sorry for this, it would have brought them too close.The distance between them has long been very close physically, but the distance between them is also dangerously close.Tazito was faintly aware of this and felt that it shouldn't be like this.

"Your robot cannot be obtained by them. They explained it to me." He laughed dryly, "A very serious and responsible kidnapper."

"No," said Mister Eleven, "it's that I can't use the White Legion for personal use. You don't understand how powerful they are. They can't be caught. But I can't use them to save you. Priority in the United Heart In the book, the secrets of the White Legion are higher than your own life. Even higher than mine."

"So you came here alone." Tazito sneered: "Come on. You can say anything romantic." Wait... Tazito was beating his heart, thinking why I said that "romantic"?

Mr. 11 didn't notice his slip of the tongue, Tazito turned around nonchalantly and continued to walk forward: "Let's go. My head is going to blow off, let's find a peaceful place to stay. Wait for that damn The army is coming."

They found a cave where they planned to spend the night.There were animal bones in the cave, and there was a cool, wet rocky smell.They tried to start a fire, but the only lighter was in Mr. 11's clothes - which had been taken off at the landing station when Tazito exchanged clothes with someone.Tazito fumbled all over the uniform, and there was smoke, but no lighter.He also asked Mr. 11 if he couldn't light a fire with a snap of his fingers, which he'd seen domestic robots do. Mr. 11 ignored him.

As night fell, heavy rain arrived as expected.Huge raindrops hit the rocks and leaves wantonly, mixed with distant thunder, rumbling.It was damp and cold in the mountains, and the temperature plummeted again, making it even more unbearable than during the day.

Tazito huddled in the shadows of the deepest part of the cave, wrapped in two coats.He said two hours ago that he wanted to rest for a while, and he has not spoken again.There was no light in the cave, only his cold and lonely silhouette could be seen.

Mr. 11 sat at the entrance of the cave, some distance away from him.In this silent atmosphere, both of them knew what they were thinking, but they had to pretend not to know.

This is the only time Tazito can catch his breath.Once the sun went down, Tazito had to straighten his spine, raise his forehead, and show that strong and invulnerable appearance to everyone.Only now can he pack up his vulnerability and digest the pain in solitude.No one can help him, and he doesn't want anyone to help him.Self-esteem can't take it.

Mr. 11 gave him enough space and didn't ask any more questions.

When the sound of the rain temporarily diminished, Tazito took a long breath and sighed again.There was a tremor in his breath.In the darkness, Mr. Eleven sensed a more practical problem."Are you cold?" he asked.

"I'm fine." Tazito cheered up.

Mr. 11 stood up, walked to Tazito, and touched his hand, which was cold.For humans covered in old wounds, the cold and rainy days are like whipping.

Tazito felt Mr. 11's body temperature and chuckled: "God, you are like a stove. It's enviable. Actually, I'm not too afraid of the cold. My hands are hot in winter. I like to be on a date. Small presents in coat pockets, necklaces, you don't know how happy my girlfriend is when she puts her hands in my pockets." His voice sounded much better than his own.Even a little too happy.

Mr. Eleven sat down beside him and began to unbutton his shirt.

"If you don't mind, this portable heater of mine will be happy to serve you." He opened his shirt and showed his chest to Tazito.

Tazito: "..."

Tazito hesitated for about two seconds, then got up and leaned in front of Mr. 11.

"I thought I was going to at least take a punch."

"Just kidding. I'm even willing to sell my body for this opportunity..."

"..."

"Oh my god, you're so fucking warm..."

"Take off your coat, you'll feel better."

Tazito took off two coats while trembling and gasping for air. Mr. 11 took over and covered him with the coat.Wearing a thin knitted sweater, Tazito hugged Mr. 11 like a koala, and sighed, "Ah damn...why didn't I think of it earlier..."

"If you want, the temperature can be raised a little bit."

"No, that's fine. Cryogenic burns are annoying, too."

"After all, you have to hug all night, right?"

Tazito adjusted his posture so that the cold side of his body was also warmed up.He tossed and tossed for more than ten minutes, until his body warmed up, and he finally stopped moving.

The two fell silent.Tazito stared into the darkness.His chest was against Mr. 11's chest, separated by a thin layer of knitted sweater.

When "heating" is no longer the top priority, the atmosphere will inevitably appear intimate.They are too close.So much so that it is no longer possible to pretend that nothing happened during the day.

A ghost landlord|Published on 2017-10-2316:20|Show all floors

Kelp, kelp, published on 2017-10-2311:49

I have a small question|ω?) Didn’t 11 lend two robots to Tata to beat up Shane before, isn’t this considered a personal use...

Ah, it's my fault that I didn't explain clearly.The previous one would not be discovered by the mastermind, but now it belongs to the category of official business, and the mastermind will examine every detail, so Mr. 11 absolutely cannot use his robot for other purposes.It's as if you got a piece of ultra-precious information, you can't show it to the enemy, but you can kill a fly with it.The two loaned out before are equivalent to swat flies...