General, you can't marry him!

Karen walked in, bringing a stormy atmosphere into the room, Zhuo Yifan looked up at him, but he turned to look out the window.

There was a sycamore tree growing there, and the leaves were soaked in water, dripping and heavy, just like Karen's mood now.

If the result of today's test shows that he is not tempted by Caton, he may feel better - he admits that he is proud, conceited, very utilitarian, and always does things with purpose, even when choosing a partner.

It is said that such a person is cold-blooded and ruthless, puts his own interests first in everything, and will never suffer.

But why, he just fell in love with someone who didn't like him at all?

Karen thought it was a bit funny, and there was a sense of sadness from the bottom of his heart. The person he fell in love with fell in love with someone else—it was a media guide, a media guide who couldn't combine with Sentinel at all!

Karen bit her lips fiercely until the skin was broken and bleeding, and the pain was conveyed to the brain along the nerves. Unwilling, jealousy like poison, devouring his heart.

"I want to talk to you." Karen turned her head, looked at Zhuo Yifan who only paused when he first came in, and then immediately followed the busy Zhuo Yifan, and spoke calmly.

For Zhuo Yifan, he had too much confusion in his heart. Whether it was the inexplicable hostility towards him or the calm and unhuman reaction, he was confused.

Due to physical reasons, the mood swings of media guides are much less than that of normal people, but there is no one in a million who reaches Zhuo Yifan's level, right?

After being confessed by an excellent sentinel like Caton Rhine, after seeing the test results, and knowing that the inner and outer cores of the media guide's emotions are different from those of the sentinel guide, how can he still play with those cold things so calmly? laboratory apparatus?Has your mood not been affected at all?

No, he was sure that when he saw the image on the big screen, Zhuo Yifan had emotions other than calm on his face, which were complex emotions mixed with frustration, disappointment, and sadness.

But only for a moment, when he got out of the experimental cabin, he had already recovered his usual calm.

So it seems that Zhuo Yifan... likes Caton, right?

Karen thought about it, and then thought of the widely acclaimed paper just published in "Frontiers of the Star Sea", and her mood began to relax a little.

According to his own theory, if the premise of combination fever is the combination of the inner and outer cores of feelings, then the media guide will never work.

This is his chance.

"I said, have you figured out whether you like the general or not?" Language is often the most beneficial and indestructible weapon. For Karen, who has lived in the show business for many years, he knows how to break through a person. heart defense.

The fingers that were gently turning the fine focus spiral froze for a moment, Zhuo Yifan straightened his back, and looked away from the eyepiece.

He didn't look at Karen, but lowered his head to think carefully, his slender fingers habitually tapping on the metal surface of the laboratory bench.

This attitude of serious thinking made Karen not only not feel relaxed, but angry. He almost couldn't restrain himself from growling: "Do you need to think about this kind of thing? Don't you know whether you like someone or not? ! Do you... have feelings?"

Zhuo Yifan gave him a strange look, but his voice remained steady and calm: "I am a media guide."

Karen's anger deflated like a popped balloon, replaced by a heavy sense of powerlessness.

The less emotional the media guide is, the better, so that he can make the most accurate decisions at work. Zhuo Yifan is praised as the youngest and most outstanding media guide by "Star Sea Frontier", and he is naturally the best among them. robot.

No one could deny that this was the most important quality for this young man's success, but now, Karen was tired of his absolute calmness.

As time passed, Karen turned her head to look at the cold rain outside the window. Thin raindrops fell quietly, densely covering the transparent windows, and then slid down the glass windows, like sad tears.

Just when Karen thought he couldn't get the answer, Zhuo Yifan spoke without warning.

The clear voice broke the almost stagnant air, and Karen's heart instantly rose to her throat.

"I've never liked this kind of experience, and of course I can't express my feelings for the general—or have no feelings at all. But it is undeniable that solving his problems is the goal of my research, or the motivation, and, I I do care about him more than anyone else. So, like it or not, I can't answer you right now, but I'll try to figure it out. Actually, between the time you come in and interrupt me, I'm about to tell myself analysis of the psychic realm of..."

"Are you crazy?" Karen interrupted him in shock: "You can't play the roles of experimenter and subject at the same time, it's simply impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible. 1 years ago, human beings thought it was impossible to break free from the gravity of the planet and fly into the sky." Zhuo Yifan quickly wrote a few lines in the experiment diary, put down the pen, and focused on All transferred to Karen.

"What do you want to talk about?" Zhuo Yifan looked into his eyes: "I have seen the test results, and I have to admit that your feelings for the general are real, but unfortunately, the general has no feelings for you .”

Karen lifted one corner of her lips coolly, and pulled out a sarcastic smile: "It seems that we are just the opposite. The general has feelings for you, but you don't."

The topic came back to the original point, and Karen really grasped the point, poking at the most painful spot in Zhuo Yifan's heart at once. He fell silent, his lips pursed into a line, which was a sign of his anger, although it was not obvious.

But Karen persisted: "I hope you can think about what is best for the general. Since you have no feelings for him, why not do something that is beneficial to him and live up to what he has done to you. This sincerity."

Karen turned her head to look at the sycamore tree outside the glass window again, and said with some difficulty, "Maybe, that person is not me, but as long as the general can recover, I will be fine."

This sentence is sincere, and it is three points heavier than the dark clouds covering the sky. Zhuo Yifan raised his head in surprise, just when Karen turned his head, and there was a faint glimmer of water in the corner of his eyes: "I don't expect you, a media guide, to understand me." I just ask you to think more about him."

With that said, Karen stepped across the metal floor and out into the rain.

With a bang, the experimental diary that had been held in his hand was thrown onto the metal table. Zhuo Yifan sat down dejectedly, and closed his eyes weakly.

In the drizzle, Karen walked out of the small garden through the crabapple trees that had already fruited, and then walked along the fence made of flowers and trees to the other side of the laboratory, the side with sycamore trees .

Not far from the plane tree, there is a pavilion.

The gazebo was separated from the sycamore tree by a low wall. This place already belonged to another college and was covered by lush sycamore trees. Therefore, Zhuo Yifan never noticed that there was a gazebo here.

It was raining tonight, and the leaves of the sycamore trees were soaked by the rain, so many branches were drooping. Karen had good eyesight, and he saw the gazebo and the person in the gazebo.

So, he ended his conversation with Zhuo Yifan and found him.

Somewhere, his intuition told him that he would gain something if he found it.

When Karen saw the man in the gazebo clearly, he was delighted from the bottom of his heart, and he began to find it interesting.

"It turned out to be you."

Eggers didn't turn around, but stared intently at the little light in the metal laboratory, his facial expression was completely shrouded in the dark night, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Then who do you think it is?"

"That's not important. What's important is that the person here is you." Because of her happiness, Karen said with a smile in her voice, "Maybe we can make a deal."

"Not interested." Eggers refused without even thinking about it, turned his gaze away, and was about to turn and leave.

"It's unattainable, it's painful, isn't it? Anyway, he is a media guide, and entanglement with the sentry is destined to have no good results. Instead of suffering in the future, why not help him now? After all, this is what he wants to achieve. Isn't it?"

Eggers stopped at the edge of the gazebo, and the rain dripped along the cornice of the glazed tiles, one drop after another, soaking the front of his boots.

In the end, he withdrew his foot and didn't step into the rain.

There were too many episodes tonight, and it was destined to be impossible for Zhuo Yifan to complete the experiment, so he simply packed up the equipment and went back.

A snow-white tiger suddenly appeared from under his feet, rubbed his trousers affectionately, made a purring sound from his throat, and looked at him flatteringly with round tiger eyes.

Zhuo Yifan touched its big head and looked towards the door. The general held a large black umbrella in his left hand and looked at him through the glass door, with a smile on his mouth as warm as the sun in April.

Zhuo Yifan's eyes drooped, he glanced at the countertop, picked up a pen and twirled it in his hand, he didn't want to go there, the White Tiger King immediately stood up and stuck out his tongue to lick his face.

The spiritual guide has no substance, but it can bring real touch to people. Zhuo Yifan was tickled by being licked, and he tilted his head back to avoid it, and reluctantly obeyed.

Getting under the black umbrella, Caton Rhine was going to grab his hand, but Zhuo Yifan avoided it; grabbed it again, avoided it again; the third time... did not avoid it, Zhuo Yifan followed suit.

The sentinel became serious, and he couldn't dodge it the first time, so he just expressed his refusal attitude.

Carton Rhine held his hand and walked slowly, the whole way was quiet, Carton didn't ask anything, Zhuo Yifan didn't say anything.

It wasn't until he returned to his small dormitory with one bedroom and one living room that Caton let go of his hand and sat on the sofa naturally: "I'm thirsty, can you make me some tea?"

Zhuo Yifan nodded, and went to the kitchen to make tea. Brew 20 grams of pomelo peel with boiling water, and add two spoons of honey when it cooled to 55°. This is the general's favorite honey pomelo tea.

While waiting for the temperature of the tea to cool down, a white light flashed, and an egg appeared, which happened to fall into a bowl. Zhu Zhu hated iron and scolded him: "Zhuo Yifan, has your brain been eaten by a pig?"

"No."

Zhu Zhu choked on him: "I'm not referring to the reality, I'm a metaphor! Do you understand the metaphor?"

"Oh, that's not it either."

"Then what are you going to do if you are so active in the spiritual realm? I stay in it very frightened, okay, I'm afraid that I will collapse in the next second, and I will die!"

"You are a spiritual guide, theoretically speaking, you will not die."

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, but you have to remember, don't make a decision lightly, use your brain to think more!" Zhu Zhu pointed him out in an old-fashioned way.

Zhuo Yifan nodded seriously: "I see."

When going out with grapefruit tea, Zhu Zhu was still in the bowl, Zhuo Yifan asked it: "Aren't you going back?"

"No, your spiritual realm is not suitable for living right now. It's good for me to stay here." Zhu Zhu rolled, seeming very satisfied with his new home.

Zhuo Yifan always respected it and went out with tea.

The fresh yuzu tea was sweet and sour, with a suitable temperature and moderate thickness. Carton Rhine drank a few sips, put down the cup very satisfied, and leaned over to hold Zhuo Yifan's hand.

Zhuo Yifan dodged, and sternly rejected Caton Rhine's hooliganism: "General, I haven't figured out whether I am suitable for you—even if I have researched a solution, before entering into a marriage contract, sex It's still against the laws of the empire."

Carton frowned at the first half of the sentence, but the second half made him smile. His little medium guide is so fun, who said that pulling his little hand means going to bed?

"If you agree, we can hold the wedding ceremony tomorrow." Caton winked at him mischievously.

Zhuo Yifan was stunned, and it took him a full 20 seconds to realize that he was being molested. If he was good at making complaints, he must have broken down and yelled, "Where did my brilliant, handsome, heroic general go?"Kuai takes this rascal away and returns my general to me!