infinite loop

Like many schools across Europe and America, Hunter Academy takes a week off at Christmas.

Due to non-disclosure agreements and other complicated factors, the students were not allowed to leave the location of the academy - Kodiak Island in the Gulf of Alaska.Chuck Hansen spent the first three days of his free time reviewing what he had learned about mechs, monsters, and war. However, when all the course content was systematically repeated in his brain several times After that, he soon felt that there was nothing to do.

There is a small bar adjacent to the high walls of the Hunter College, which is said to be an old antique that existed before it was opened. Most of the students will choose to spend their limited leisure time there - after all, there is nothing more interesting nearby I heard that there are even photos of some of the world's most famous mecha pilots when they were young and immature.

...including that Beckett brother.

Chuck had never been to that kind of place.Strictly speaking, since the most effective line of defense against monsters recognized at present - the "Jaeger Mecha" was successfully developed and put into use, his life has been controlled and deciphered by various mechas, pilot selection criteria, and communication methods. Sensitive conditions, criteria, etc. are filled so that there is not even a single gap left.

So so far, Chuck has no plans to withdraw himself from boring studies and enjoy life.He originally wanted to continue to force himself to turn his tired and tired brain to continue to force some raw knowledge, at least it would make him seem to have something to do, so that he would not be more serious than those students who turned into the bar gate together in twos and threes out of place.

But when he saw the tall figure walking at the end of the crowd through the window of the dormitory, he suddenly changed his attention.

It was Catherine Lopez—at this time she had replaced her uniform with casual clothes, and was being held by her sister by one arm, and she ducked through the door opened by her predecessors.

They haven't spoken to each other since the day the Beckett brothers were invited to the academy half a month ago.The relationship that had been so hard to ease earlier disappeared quickly, and it just remained so cold, hovering around the freezing point. Every time she happened to meet him in the corridor, all she did was nothing more than He nodded his head lukewarmly, without any unnecessary gossip, and seemed unwilling to have more conversations with him.

She seemed to be avoiding him on purpose, and he didn't know why.

Tighten his boots, and then casually took a windbreaker from the bedside and put it on. Chuck stepped on the crystal sunlight particles on the snow that was frozen into shattered ice crystals, and walked a short distance to the bar. In front of the door, he grasped the handle with unconsciously sweaty palms, and tried to pull the door outward with a little force.

For him, opening this door means that he will set foot in a new world.He was nervous, which was rare—maybe it was because the door to this new world was so hard to open, or maybe it was something else.

——"You drove in the opposite direction."

Chuck struggled with this door unconvinced, but after three seconds, someone at the other end of the door kindly reminded him.

He recognized Catherine's voice almost immediately.

"..."

Pushing in the opposite direction, he managed to open the rusty and outdated iron-aluminum door. He walked in tensely, his eyes lingering on her face for a while, and immediately turned to another place decisively, pretending to be natural. Older furnishings in a large classic bar.

It is easier to distinguish the mellow wine taste in a humid and dark environment. He saw the wine cabinet occupying a wall behind the bar from a distance, and imitated others and sat on the high stool in front of the counter, tapping his fingers on the table to attract Attention the bartender.

"I'd like a glass—" After searching and finding the wine list, he tried his best to hide the fact that he was a little flustered, and seemed to calmly say a name that would definitely appear in a place with wine, "A glass of brandy."

"Add half a lemon?" The bartender lazily raised his swollen eyelids, not caring that Chuck in front of him looked like a green onion of sixteen or seventeen years old, he took the deal logically, with a rather courteous expression on his lips. Several suggestions were made in a row, "Maybe you also want to try it with some Mexican chili powder, or egg whites."

"..."

Chuck reluctantly admitted that he felt that the communication with the other party fell apart, in other words, he couldn't understand what the bartender was saying, so he was unfortunately at a loss.

He drank brandy, of course—but it was at home holding a rough bottle of wine down his back, and here he not only had to consider these god-knows-complicated ingredients, but also had to deal with the smelly mess all over his body. The bartender was around.

The first time the bar was going to end less pleasantly - he was irritated and just kept nodding his head regardless of 21, anyway, he just insisted that no one would find out that he was here for the first time, he felt that it was about dignity.

Chuck's long and slightly stiff movements did not stop until the bartender wiped the oily sweat dripping from his face with a white towel on his shoulder, and took a large frosted glass from the inverted cup holder.Then he watched the bartender turn around and pull out the flask containing brandy, bit the cork off the bottle with his back molars and filled the glass, he couldn't help curling his lips.

While the bartender was busy adding various additional ingredients, he moved his peripheral vision and continued to look around the bar. Unexpectedly, he soon caught sight of "Catherine Lopez" sitting on the booth, and then she unexpectedly Putting down the half-drinked hot drink in his hand, he walked towards him.

Then, the light and shadow falling on his feet dimmed.

He held his breath involuntarily.

……

"Please give me a glass of cold chocolate, and put more ice cubes." She stood beside him, shoulder-to-shoulder distance, so close that he could even feel the heat coming from her open white shirt, and she But his eyes were directed at the bartender at the bar from beginning to end, and he didn't even look at him.

"The brandy you want, with lemon, chili powder and egg white, 3 dollars and 68 cents." The bartender's greasy right hand left a clear finger mark on the cup, and then pulled out the cup under Chuck's palm. Five dollars, "Take the rest as a tip."

... He regretted that he came to this kind of place to experience life by accident.

Chuck took a sip of the strangely colored liquid surging in the glass with a dark face. Apart from being so strong that it choked people, the unexpected taste was not bad.

——This is the only comforting thing in this bad experience.

It didn't take long to finish the big glass in one breath. Chuck rubbed the corner of his mouth with his callused rough thumb, stretched his arm and pushed the empty glass back, "One more glass, double the ingredients ——Also, don’t even think about half of the tip, understand?”

……

After spending a boring afternoon in the bar, Su Li mechanically pressed her hand on the doorknob, trying her best to keep her gaze away from the drunken brown-haired young man in front of the bar.

Although she was obviously hated by the other party at this stage, she still couldn't help but secretly pay attention to him.In the previous one-on-one tactical confrontation simulation class, she and Alice became a well-deserved partner. To some extent, basically every student has their own partner—except for Chuck Hansen.Half a year later, no one wants to be his partner, so he always looks alone.

The instructor of this course, Heck Hansen-his father couldn't bear it, so he put on a synaesthesia synchronization rate tester and had a wonderful battle with his son, and the results of numerical monitoring showed that their synchronization The rate is as high as 97%.

In this way, Colonel Heck found his co-pilot. It is said that he is going to take Chuck to pilot the latest "Jaeger" mecha as soon as he graduates—the fifth-generation machine that has not yet been assembled.

This is equivalent to giving him a pass to become a driver directly without going through local selection.In this way, those who disliked him are even more displeased, and he has a deep understanding of this - when Chuck was drunk, many students walked past him one after another, and some even squinted slightly. Looked at it, but more people chose to ignore it, and left without even pausing.

... There is really no way.

She finally put down her hand, and when she turned around, she smelled the strong and pleasant smell of alcohol. She covered her sneezing nose with one hand, and grabbed Chuck, who was snoring softly, by the collar of the bar with the other, and took him out of the bar. .

After dragging him for a long time on the path where the snow and ice melted, the tiny void was finally pierced by a foot of dirty gray on the horizon, and the hard tip extended to the distant sky.

——This is the building where he lives.

She took the elevator and carried him to the door of his dormitory with great effort. She thought this matter would end there, but when she was about to leave, Chuck, who barely stood still, suddenly There is movement.

"Damn..." His sharp Adam's apple moved slightly, and he muttered indistinctly. His long eyelashes drooped on his lower eyelids and fluttered violently from time to time. The sweat evaporated from the hot skin and steamed with steam.

Guessing that it might be due to the high concentration of spirits, his throat seemed to be stuffed with a sharp knife, and every time he uttered a sound, there was a layer of hoarse pain.

He stopped trying to speak, and bowed his always lonely and straight back, suddenly raised his hand and grasped her wrist with amazing strength and clasped it against the wall, then lowered his head and buried his face in the socket of her neck.

The temperature of his lips was frighteningly high——when Su Li realized this, the touching and kissing were so hot that his skin almost ignited. Little by little, the touch and kiss had spread from the neck to the jaw, followed the curvature of the facial skin, and finally It falls on the corner of the mouth.

Before she could react, he kicked the door open a long time ago, grabbed her shoulders and pushed her into the room with irresistible force.

The author has something to say: This bar is the one where the Beckett brothers fought for Naomi.

According to the current timeline, there is still a little more than a year before Yan Xi's death.That's enough time for a lot of things to happen... Of course I'll try to keep it brief.

This volume may be a bit long, like 10-15 chapters.The second volume of speed travel may not be written, after all, everyone is not enthusiastic about Lianhuantao, and there is no point in writing any further... In short, let's see the situation again.

Hug, sorry for the late update today...Some things happened and I was not in a good mood. I didn't want to code with negative emotions and didn't write yesterday. I'm sorry everyone.

Ps I'm so hungry, I haven't eaten since yesterday OTZ will go out later to see what else I can eat at this point...

There should be an update tonight, probably between 22:00-1:00.

The updates displayed before 22:00 are all revisions~