the one who lives in my body

Time is like a strong wind in the desert. Even a castle that once stood still can be gradually covered by the yellow sand that blows up day after day.

Xie Dongrong, the person who used to drive me crazy, has gradually faded out of my memory. Gradually, he is like a phantom in the distant sky. When you think of it by chance, you will feel in a daze—this person, really existed in my life?

In the second year after I returned to Earth, finally, for the first time, I was actually responsible for the manufacture of a mecha.

At this time, I already had my own studio, which was spacious and bright, with a fresh and generous layout, and I also had some employees who worked for me, among whom I relied most on my friend and roommate, An Jingtong.

It's so strange, in just two years, I seem to have climbed from the bottom of the pyramid to a very high position. This speed is unbelievable to others, but in Nancheng, a metropolis of mecha manufacturing, I seem to have climbed to a very high position. He also became the youngest person in charge among those with the same status.

This sounds so unbelievable. Not only do the media who say that I got to the top by improper means think so, but I also feel that this is not realistic at all, because I just work day after day and work in my office. Strive to do the best within your ability.

In my opinion, rapid fame may also mean a sudden fall. After I carried the title of "the youngest mech manufacturing chief", I lived more carefully than before. I refuse to attend grand dinners and all kinds of meetings that sound powerful, because I have not forgotten my other layer of identity. I think this name is likely to bring disaster to me, after all, the way I came back to the earth It's not justified.

Therefore, just like my stage name "Ammut", "the youngest person in charge of mecha manufacturing" has gradually become synonymous with mystery, and thanks to the old man and Mr. Fang who have been covering me for a long time, my The fact that their identities have not been exposed is largely due to them.

Of course, in my eyes, the most substantial benefit brought to me by the so-called "fame" is that the money in my account is increasing day by day. It seems that I can already buy a lot for my mother in the capital city. It's a nice house, I think, my mother will be very happy to know, although I haven't seen her even once in the past two years.

Of course, I also set up a creed, that is--before the large army of Amut star returns, I will not accept any mecha manufacturing entrusted by anyone with political connections.

Of course, this is also for my personal safety, to prevent those who are farthest from the center of power from knowing that there is another me in such a corner, because I don't want anyone to destroy my peaceful life now.

The old man once patted me on the shoulder approvingly, and said: "I knew that our Shu is a capable person." At that time, the pride in his eyes gave me an unprecedented feeling, as if a son is his own father. The sense of glory that won the glory, this kind of glory is better than any praise from the outside world around me.

Sometimes I think, if I stand in front of Xie Dongrong now, can I sit on an equal footing with him?Will he see me completely differently?Of course, such a state of mind usually only exists for a moment, and the thought that pops up in my mind at the next moment is often—it is better not to meet him.

Probably subconsciously, I know that he is a fire that will instantly destroy the exquisite thatched house I have built with great difficulty.

Let's talk about An Jingtong again.

In my eyes now, he is no different from my relatives. Although we have no blood relationship, and we have never kneeled before a statue to swear, but there is no doubt that when I saw him in this apartment There is a feeling of "home" in my heart.

Sometimes I feel like I'm married to him.

Although we never do anything that only couples do.

In fact, during the first period when he came to me, I was always worried that he would be taken away by the eldest prince's people, but he told me the trick. He said that because the eldest prince was afraid that the king would attack him, the eldest prince already All his identity information has been concealed. Now, as long as he does not use identity-related documents, it can be completely concealed.

What is very creepy is that I once saw a reward for An Jingtong on the news page of the optical brain terminal. It said that he was a runaway royal nobleman. Those who saw it and reported it would get a high reward.

After a while, I simply hid An Jingtong completely. An Jingtong seemed to be very afraid of being caught by the eldest prince. He never resisted my arrangement, and even expressed his willingness to stay in this apartment all day long. , as long as I come back to accompany him every night is enough.

During that time, I really seemed to "raise" An Jingtong.

Of course, for some reason later, these rewards faded out of everyone's sight overnight, and when I figured that the public would forget this news, I tried to take An Jingtong out of the door for the first time.

It seems that everyone thinks that the relationship between me and An Jingtong is unusual, and almost all the employees under him have tacitly agreed that An Jingtong is my same-sex partner, so they are very tolerant of him in their daily work, which is undoubtedly a good thing Good thing, so I didn't go out of my way to stop the rumors from spreading, even though we didn't have any.

This also led to everyone thinking that I have a good name, and I will not take the initiative to find a sexual partner, so I have lived a life of abstinence these years.

This is very different from the days when I was with Xie Dongrong. Sometimes I miss it a little bit, of course, it is in the middle of the night when the desire is too much to fill. My mind gradually faded away, as if everything that had just appeared in my mind was just the inherent content of a certain movie, rather than my actual experience.

Going on like this is of course not an option, and sometimes I realize that I can't just rely on those bullshit memories to vent my body's demands.

As a result, when I was drunk, I told An Jingtong about my idea. My thought at that time was just - "give me a solution".

At that time, Jing Tong acted like any normal friend, smiled and said, "So Brother Shu would do the same."

When I woke up the next morning, I recalled what I said last night. I was shocked...and regretful, because I felt that I had insulted such a pure child as An Jingtong with my words.

Fortunately, he didn't say anything, as usual, as if nothing happened.

I breathed a sigh of relief at the time, because in my mind, An Jingtong was a child who could not be touched by anyone, even though he had the body of an adult male.

Yes, I forgot, he also has the body of an adult male.

Then one night later, I felt something leaning against my side, gently rubbing against my face.

I opened my eyes and found that it was An Jingtong.

The moonlight sprinkled on his face through the window, and I only remember that there seemed to be water in his eyes at that time.

"Brother Shu..." he called me.

I thought I was dreaming, a heinous dream.

He got up and sat in front of me. He was wearing loose pajamas, pinching the neckline with one hand, and the next moment, he undid a button with two fingers.

Stretching out my hand, I severely restrained his movement, "What are you doing?"

"You can do that kind of thing to me..." An Jingtong looked at me with a pious expression, which made people think of a witch who was willing to sacrifice herself to the river god.

For a moment, I didn't understand what he was saying.

"you……"

"Ashu is very good to me. Ashu said before that he wants to do this kind of thing..." An Jingtong blushed, "I...I can..." His body was trembling, the next moment, slowly Suddenly, unbelievably, he sat on top of me.

He was clearly about to cry.

"I want you to be with me all the time..." He seemed to have made a lot of determination to say this to me, "If this kind of thing is necessary..." As he spoke, his body moved back and forth slightly , "I would." He said.

At that moment, I suddenly realized what kind of seeds I had planted in his heart when I was drunk that night. At the same time, I found that his movements were so skillful...as if... He wants to do this normally.

For a moment, my hands and feet were cold, and I sat up. Because of my movement, An Jingtong trembled a bit, but he didn't move, just sat there tremblingly, sitting on... my lap.

I brushed his cool fingers away, and fastened a button he had finally untied.

"Did anyone teach you to do this?" For the first time, I found my voice so sinister, and I guessed some kind of possibility. Suddenly, a burst of anger rushed to my forehead, which caused me to emphasize my tone again. asked again.

An Jingtong raised his head and stared at me blankly. At that moment, he seemed to be caught in painful memories.

An hour later, the only fluke left in my heart finally collapsed, and the facts told me that my guess was correct.

An Jingtong is not a legitimate prince, even in the capital, he has never received any good treatment.

But in the far north, he lived a life of luxury.

This is not anyone's conscience discovery, all of this was given by the First Prince.

He gives the goods first, and then asks for the price.

"The dish tonight is very expensive. I saw that you had a good time eating it before, so I specially asked someone to cook it for you."

"come on."

"Sit up."

"Don't play your temper at this time, it's cold outside, I don't want you to go out."

"Why should I arrange a bedroom for you alone?"

"No, you'll spend more money if you're sick."

"It's not normal to take off your clothes while sleeping?"

"Lie down and don't move."

"Hey, open your mouth."

"If you want something, just take the initiative to sit on it, and I will give it to you."

"..."

brute.

I never knew that the First Prince would be such a beast.

While talking, An Jingtong cried.

I took his hand and led him back to his bedroom.

I comforted him in a low voice and told him I wouldn't do the same thing as that brute.

Finally, he hiccupped and was going to sleep.

But just when I decided to leave, he suddenly pulled my hand tightly, blushing, and tears welled up again.

"It's so embarrassing...Brother Shu rejected me..." He curled his lips, and then I realized that this might be the first time he had suffered such a "cold reception".

So I just stayed in his bedroom and spent the night with him... chatting.

Deep down in my heart, I know that after all, I can't do anything to An Jingtong.

Just like the relationship with Xie Dongrong, there are some things, once you take a step, the next step is irreversible.

The author says:

Everyone, rest tomorrow or the next two days, or you will die QAQ