Is Zerg divorced today?

After throwing things away, Hill rubbed his uncomfortable nose again, walked aside over Tilles, and turned on the air purifier.

The machine operates silently, replacing the tense atmosphere in the room and bringing a bit of coldness in the night.

Hill breathed hard, letting the cold air pierce his clogged nostrils.

After finishing this, he went back to the table, took the bag he brought back, and took out jars of fruit candy from it.

He carried the candies into the bedroom, and put them on the desk by the window in the dark.

Under the shroud of moonlight, they are like a group of silvery rainbows, the only light in the darkness.

Tiles came after him, turned on the lights, and the rainbow disappeared into the light.

"If it's because of what happened that morning, I apologize, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left you and left." Tilles felt a tightness in his chest.

He took two steps forward, came to Hill's side, and stretched out his hand to hug Hill.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Hill dodged aside.

"Stop messing around," Tilles said.

Hill looked over, and Tiles took it for granted that he even apologized.

Hill was not angry about it, nor did he feel angry, he was so calm that even he was a little surprised.

But after thinking about it, he was relieved, he had already lost his feelings for Tiles, so naturally there was no need to be angry about his attitude.

Stimulated by Hill's indifferent attitude, Tilles was about to say something when he caught a glimpse of the white card on the side table out of the corner of his eye.

It was an identification card, which could be added to the other party's communication with a scan of the optical brain.The corner of the card is also printed with the logo of the bar, so you can tell at a glance that the owner of the business card is working in a bar.

"What is this?" Tilles stepped forward.

He naturally knew that this was an identification card, but what he didn't understand was why Hill had this?

Combine the bar and the business card, and it's easy to conjure up the word 'pick up'.

In Tilles' memory, Hill in the previous life never went to places like bars, because Hill liked only him, and he was always the only female.

In his last life, his love with Hill had always been envied by countless females, and that was also his pride.

A male who loves only himself and rejects all other females is something any female would be proud of, and Tiles was no exception.

Looking at the card, Tilles felt extremely dazzling, and his fingers touching the card were scorching hot, as if he was about to be burned.

Hill was not like this before.

"What's none of your business?" Hill pulled out the card from Tilles and put it away.

He almost forgot that there was a business card in the bag.

Tilles wanted to ask what happened to Hill, but his words changed, "Don't do this kind of thing that may hurt yourself just to anger me, you go to that place alone, in case you get hurt what to do?"

As soon as Tilles said something, he knew he had said something wrong, and Hill did change his face. He frowned, as if he had touched something extremely disgusting.

Tilles' heart beat violently, and he quickly understood that the thing that made Hill feel sick was him in front of him.

"I just care about you." Tilles' throat went dry.

"Stop making trouble, go to bed early, and go to work tomorrow." Tilles didn't want to continue discussing this topic.

Hill must have been drunk, that's why he looked so unlike him.

"Thank you for your concern. I didn't go to the bar alone. There are many people who are willing to accompany me. And I have resigned and I don't have to go to work tomorrow." Hill's tone was tepid.

Tilles reminded him that he still had a resignation report to write.

Hill came to the desk, turned on the home optical computer, logged in to the account, and called up the questionnaire he had received before.

The survey questionnaire given by the male worm alliance is very long, and the survey items are also very detailed. It can be seen that they attach great importance to the male worm's resignation.

When Hill opened the account again, he found another unread email in the mailbox.

Because he hadn't responded to the questionnaire, the people from the male worm alliance asked him if there was any inconvenience, and did he need someone to come to the door?

Hill had dealt with the male worm alliance for most of his life in his previous life, and it can be said that he hated them extremely, but in terms of work efficiency, he had to admit that the male worm alliance was really powerful.

Tilles stood behind Hill, and he didn't believe that Hill had really resigned from the First Military Region until he saw him pull out the resignation questionnaire.

"Why didn't you tell me such a big thing?" Tilles asked.

As far as he could remember, Hill had always done a good job in the logistics department and never made a mistake.

Okay, why did he resign?

"Did something happen?" Tilles frowned. If something happened, why didn't Hill tell him?

They obviously lived together, and their workplaces were only [-] meters apart.

Tilles opened his mouth and wanted to say that Hill should tell him in advance, but swallowed the words before he remembered that he hadn't been home for two days.

Tilles' face was not very good, but Hill was amused.

It turned out that Tilles really didn't know anything. He really didn't know anything about Douglas and the others ostracizing him and being bullied.

Although he had doubts in the last life, he never asked, but now he has solved a lot of doubts.

"Let's get a divorce." Hill raised his eyes.

"What?" Tilles looked at Hill's indifferent eyes, thinking he heard it wrong.

"I said, let's get a divorce." Hill didn't mind repeating.

He was talking without stopping, and he quickly opened the saved webpage that he had searched before, and brought up the divorce application page.

"We agreed to a divorce. I don't want your house, your money, everything about you. I only take my own things."

"Don't worry, I won't go around talking about you after the divorce. To the outside world, we can say that we broke up peacefully, so you can continue to be your generalissimo."

Leaving aside other things, Tilles is truly dedicated and capable when it comes to being a marshal and emperor.

Hill remembered that Tiles became the queen in the last life, wiped out many strange beasts and regained many territories, making their Zerg race the most powerful race in the entire star.

Tiles is an excellent king, but unfortunately what he wants is a female who can give him the attention of companionship.

As for the children, Hill smiled wryly when he thought about those children who grew older and looked more like Tilles.

He and Tilles divorced, and it was impossible for them to be born again.Erasing their existence without authorization made Hill feel a little guilty, but he didn't regret being shaken.

And before he died in the last life, he had already told them that he was sorry...

Opening the application page, Hill looked at Tilles.

Tilles looked at Hill, then at the divorce application page, a little panicked.

Tilles' throat was dry, and he was a little dazed, "...I have already apologized."

"So I have to forgive? Sorry, I'm not that generous, and it's not about you apologizing or not."

He has made up his mind.

"You weren't like this before."

"I've always been like this, but you never thought about getting to know me, neither now nor in the future."

"I……"

"It's been half a year since I proposed to you. Even if you paid more attention to me during this period, it's impossible not to know that I'm allergic to hay fever. We didn't have a single real flower in our wedding, all the flowers were simulated, all Fake."

Tilles was silent.

He really didn't notice whether real flowers or fake flowers were used in the wedding. At that time, he had a dream come true. The male he liked proposed to him and married him. He didn't have the heart to pay attention to the surrounding nitty gritty.

"What do I like to eat, what color do I like, what book do I like to read, what is my dream, where do I most want to go, which one do you know?"

Tilles' face was pale, and his lips moved, trying to answer, but he couldn't make a sound for a long time.

"You like to eat chili, you like white, you like to read old battle reports, and you also like to make paper-cuts of battle reports over the years. Your dream is to become the king of Zerg..."

He knew everything about Tilles, even if he didn't say it.

Because Tilles likes to eat chili, every dish he likes when he is at home.

Because Tilles likes white, he wears white clothes for half his life, just to be looked at once or twice more.

Because Tilles likes old battle reports, he can memorize all the battles of the past hundred years, which is better than the intelligence personnel of their First Military Region...

In the past, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he regarded Tilles as a god.

He worked hard to accumulate all the little touches that Tiles gave him, even a little spark would not be willing to forget.He tried hard to maintain his love, but he was tired.

"I don't love you anymore." Hill said these words calmly.

He doesn't love her anymore, it's that simple.

"...I can change it." Tilles heard his own voice.

He panicked completely.

He didn't even dare to look directly into Hill's cold eyes, because Hill's unmoving eyes made him more flustered.

The previous Hill had never told him this.

He suddenly remembered the disappointed look in the last Hill's eyes before he died. His chest was like a knife, and the bitterness in his chest was so oppressive that he couldn't breathe.

He has observed something secretly, but dare not delve into it.

He always thought that Hill's disappointed and tired eyes were because he couldn't say a word of liking until his death, but now he found that he seemed to have made a mistake...

"I can really change it." Tilles stepped forward, completely panicked.

He stared straight into Hill's eyes, trying to find some waves in them, but there was nothing there.

Hill looked at him as if he was looking at a stranger, which made his heart ache.

"It seems that you still haven't figured it out. As I said, I don't love you anymore." Hill's eyes were flat.

"Maybe I did like you and loved you before, but now I don't love you anymore. It doesn't matter if I don't love you anymore. I don't care whether you are good or bad." Hill said.

Hill is funny, why does Tilles look like he's about to cry?

He has already said it clearly, he will not go around talking about his badness.He will give him the face of the future emperor.

Hill operated the optical brain and sent the divorce application report to Tilles' optical brain, "Fill it out and send it to me by tomorrow night."

The author has something to say: Hill: The next one will be better.

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 boat;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 448938865 bottles; 1 bottle against the demon;