Abandoned Lover [Future]

Xiao sat on the left half of the bed.On his right, Eugene was sleeping peacefully.His boy curled up slightly, his knuckle-knuckle right hand firmly gripping the hem of his shirt.It was difficult for Xiao to judge whether Eugene was having a good dream, because even in his sleep, Eugene's brows were still tightly wrinkled, and the slightly red and swollen corners of his eyes were filled with unfinished wetness that didn't seem to fade away.

Xiao looked at him.

It gets dark early in winter.Even though it was only afternoon, the sky was still a deep blue snow, and the ground was already dark.Before lighting up, only the snow on the side of the street is silently shining.The windows in the room were closed, and the lights were not turned on. This moment was so quiet and serene that it didn't seem real.

Xiao wrapped the palm of his left hand around the fingertips of his right hand, warming the latter.Light-colored fingers moved to Eugene's forehead, combing the other's black hair soundlessly.

In his rehearsed goodbye, he imagined how to accept the other party's angry questioning, and how to accurately and gently say what should be explained.It's a pity that he expected Eugene's accident and Eugene's anger, but he didn't expect the sentence that he misses him very much.

As far as he could remember, Eugene had never said those words.When he finally heard these words, it was because he smashed the person's inner armor together; along with the hidden love, fresh blood and tears flowed out.

Xiao closed his eyes.

He retracted his slightly trembling hand and shook it, taking a slow breath.Then he grabbed the blanket beside him and wrapped Eugene tenderly in his arms from head to toe.

"……I miss you too."

The voice is low and hoarse, with some inconspicuous nasality.

……

When Eugene woke up again, the bedside light would be on, and the person in his dream would still hold him tightly.He'd push that chest away, then stand up, pacing restlessly back and forth across the ground in front of him.He will remain confused.He would grab his hair vigorously, shaking his head, reluctant to look away from his lover.He would still lose control of his tear ducts.He will stubbornly believe that he is still dreaming.

Then, when sanity finally returned, his lover would explain to him how she walked back to him, and he would kiss her hard on the lips midway through that narrative.Like a drowning man, he will entangle himself with the driftwood that rescued him, clinging tightly to the heartbreaking miracle of his lost and found.

It's just that he hasn't woken up yet.In his sleep, he reviewed a person's life, learning to put back his pierced armor piece by piece.He still doesn't know that it is something he no longer needs, that the deprivation of fate has come to an end, and finally some meager gifts will be given to him.

However, such a statement may be inaccurate—because today's seemingly impossible reunion was arranged by Xiao from the very beginning.

……

To Shaw, humans are easy to understand.

They have abundant desires and abilities that are completely inconsistent with their desires.They can't perfectly follow linear logic, but they still haven't been able to break out of the range of actions that can be easily predicted.

From the moment he decided to follow Eugene back to Green Star, he knew that he would face the end of being controlled.As far as human beings are concerned, as long as his abilities are a mortal threat, no one will ask him if he has the will to destroy them.

But he rejected all arrangements that would have separated him and Eugene.

In the database of the Life Society, he found some rather ridiculous information - the human beings in this civilization don't know the essence and upper limit of his ability, and they can't even overwrite his chip.In other words, the group of humans who wanted to use him actually had no means of controlling him.

There are two paths before him.The first is to replicate his experience of turning Kornova into a dead city thousands of years ago after obtaining his original body.The second is to create the illusion of being controlled, and then try to return to his human side in a harmless appearance.

He chose the second path.Because his humans love other humans, even risking their own lives for them.He didn't want to be the one to backstab Eugene.

The plans for this are not complicated.He needs to first convince the humans that he wants to relinquish control of the mecha, and then watch them get back their original mecha.After that, since human beings cannot perform operations to reprogram him, he can only wash away his self-consciousness by himself.When they get to this point, they will definitely lock themselves in the White Tower, because there is their own throne and cage - in the White Tower, he has the ability to control the "net", but he will also lose most of your ability to influence the outside world The means: the outer wall of the White Tower cuts off the medium he can influence from the inside to the outside, and the scope of his complete control will be reduced to the White Tower.But such a restriction doesn't mean much to him, after all, he also walked out of such a white tower thousands of years ago.

Overall, this arrangement gives him a lot of leeway.

So as early as when he first appeared in the White Tower, he asked Jonathan to hide a chip on the inner wall of the top of the White Tower.This chip is unremarkable, and there are only some garbled sentences hidden in it.Later, when he washed away his consciousness, he had buried the settings in advance, and when he noticed the chip and read out the sentences in the future, he would automatically translate these sentences into the highest priority instructions.

——He ordered the ignorant self in the future to gradually restore himself to the earliest perfect body without being noticed by human beings.

Up to this point, the plan is proceeding smoothly. On November 11th, he regained his self named "Xiao" on the White Tower. At this time, there were still forty days before the time limit he gave himself to escape.In the remaining forty days, he needs to strip his memory and emotions from the main body to the chip with garbled codes, and then write a program that allows him to still establish contact with the main body.The former can be done easily, but the latter is extraordinarily difficult—in the existing human civilization, the chip media used are inferior and inferior, and his plan is almost destroyed by this physical limitation.Fortunately, without pursuing complete control of the ontology, he also completed this step.

The last step left is that someone needs to come to the White Tower and take away the self that has been transferred to the new chip.

It was a step beyond his control, full of uncertainty that made him uncomfortable.But Jonathan must have appeared at the appointed time, so he finally woke up in this body outside the White Tower.

Jonathan looked at him strangely, but he only responded with a friendly smile - he was really grateful to him.He didn't tell Jonathan that if the other party failed to do this, the last program he wrote would make his body execute another command after receiving no reply.

This is not difficult to understand.As said at the beginning, he has two paths, and if one path does not lead him to his destination, he can only choose the other.

Copying back and forth, transfer from medium to medium.He could perhaps create as many selves as he wanted.The human beings who created him therefore say that he is a disaster that cannot be destroyed, but can only proliferate indefinitely.But he only agrees with the first half of the sentence.

A long time ago, he didn't know what it meant to copy himself—he didn't need companions, and he fundamentally lacked the desire to influence the outside world.But now, he just wants to be such a unique self, to enjoy the love of a human being and his only love.

In order to achieve this goal, he is willing to be trapped in this weak body forever.

…The unlovable parts were deleted from these details, and then they were packaged into an easily digestible and much friendlier version, which was presented to Eugene bit by bit.Shaw's explanations progressed slowly, as he was constantly interrupted by light kisses.His humanity seemed to want to melt into his arms, hands folded around the side of his neck, silently shedding tears while repeatedly kissing his lips.At this moment, his human beings are children who have been abandoned and picked up again. Too much accumulated pain will only be revealed when he knows that he can be comforted.However, they were no longer short of time. Xiao patiently tasted the corners of Eugene's tears-wet lips, and found that he was even addicted to this warm and slightly salty taste.

The falling snow outside the window was gradually becoming thicker, and it approached the window piece by piece, reflecting the dim warm light inside the house.Eugene finally calmed down in such a warm atmosphere, with his forehead resting on Xiao's chest, not wanting to let himself go away from the nostalgic heartbeat.After a long silence, he finally started to think slowly, trying to understand the words Xiao left in his ear.

He remembered what Xiao said, the time when he regained his memory - after that, he had indeed been to the White Tower.

Eugene looked at Xiao, who smiled bitterly.

"...the last time you came to see me, I knew everything."

He just sat there, watching the skinny Eugene almost collapse in front of his eyes.But he can't say anything.He was so close to coming back to him.

After that day, however, Eugene never came again.

That was the first time Xiao felt that he might have made a wrong choice.

It never occurred to him that Eugene would give up on him.He was afraid that Eugene would not be able to hold on.

That was the closest he was to getting out of control.

"I came back too late."

When Xiao said this, the expression on his face was still smiling, but his voice seemed difficult.

"Would you... forgive me?"

Eugene smiled at him for the first time after too long a time.His human frowned slightly, his eyes softened to the extreme, and the corners of his mouth trembled upwards.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Xiao also smiled.He closed his eyes and kissed his lover's cheek naturally, covering up the sudden tears in his eyes without any flaws.

……

Eugene slept fitfully that night.The back and forth tears made him feel tired from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't want to be immersed in the dream that he couldn't see Xiao.It was in the early morning of the next day that he finally woke up completely, sat quietly in the dark for a while, and then came back with cigarettes and matches from the living room.

Shaw had sat up, leaned forward now, and silently took the match and lit it.Eugene sat back on the bed and lowered his eyes to the small flame.The edge of the smoke tail lit up little by little, and finally became a red spot burning through the night.

Unidentifiable smoke drifted away, and Eugene held the cigarette with his right hand, and his left hand was under the blanket, tightly holding Xiao's right hand.

They didn't speak for a long time.

"Thank you."

It was Xiao who finally broke the silence.Eugene looked back at him in the dark.

"...Thank you for not giving up on yourself."

——The person he was determined to protect, the person he would never abandon, finally learned to live slowly without him.

Eugene smiled slightly.

The cigarette had already burned to the end, and Xiao almost thought that Eugene would not respond to him, but Eugene suddenly opened his mouth in a low voice.

"...I never knew."

Xiao waited for him to speak.

"Since you left, I have never thought about how to live in the future."

"Although I'm always alone, I've never been so scared like this time."

Eugene raised his hand, and because he still had a cigarette in his right hand, he could only touch the inner corner of his eye with the knuckle of his thumb.

"But I think, if you survive, maybe something good will happen."

"After all, there are also good things that happened to me once."

He put his hand down, looked at Xiao, and tried to smile.

Xiao pinched the cigarette tail in Eugene's hand, and then held Eugene tightly in his arms with the other hand.

"...and many good things will happen."

The metal heart slowly curled up, conveying sourness to the entire chest cavity.

"There will only be good things in the future."

Eugene rested his chin on his shoulder and nodded imperceptibly.Xiao silently took a deep breath, covering the trembling in his voice with a gentle voice.

"Happy birthday, Eugene."

The golden eyes suddenly opened wide in the darkness, and the hand behind the cyborg's back was tightly clenched into a fist.

... This will be the last time he will cry tonight.

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