the one who lives in my body

The decision was born in my head, very suddenly.

In fact, I can't tell any specific reasons at all. I have never told Xie Dongrong who is going to marry me from the beginning to the end, and I don't have any basis to say that Xie Dongrong will tell the eldest prince all this.

But just to be on the safe side, I did it anyway, because the sixth sense may really save a person sometimes.

I decided to send An Jingtong back to Nancheng personally, and then find Mr. Fang to hide him. I have an appointment with Xie Dongrong the day after tomorrow. I don't have much time.

An Jingtong seemed to be frightened by my expression. When I made this decision, he nodded immediately, but when he was packing his luggage, he asked me cautiously: "Then... we Can I still get married?"

The movement stopped for a while, and when I turned around, I could only tell him: "There will be a way."

I thought maybe An Jingtong had noticed something, but he didn't say anything, he just obeyed my arrangement very obediently. On the way, he seemed very quiet, with his eyes downcast, looking unhappy.

If you want to get along with each other for a long time, there are some secrets that cannot be hidden, "I saw Xie Dongrong today." Looking at him leaning on the cushion, I said it in a calm enough tone.

An Jingtong looked over in a blink of an eye, and stared at me for a long time, finally, he smiled, "I see, he is someone that Brother Shu will never forget."

At this moment, his expression seemed a little aggrieved. He has never been good at hiding his emotions, and he didn't know how long he had held back his anger. "I didn't expect to meet him." I said, "Don't worry, because you are still here." by my side."

An Jingtong raised his chin slightly and stared at me. The street scene in the middle of the night flew past the car window, his eyes seemed to be illuminated.

I thought he would laugh, but the next moment, he burst into tears.

"Brother Shu, don't be nice to me..." he said, "Although I really want to be with you..."

I looked at him, and at that moment I suddenly realized that An Jingtong might be hiding something from me, but after all I couldn't ask, I knew he wouldn't say it, maybe it was an intuitive reaction.

I thought, maybe if I can get along with him longer, will I not have this anxiety?Or maybe it's just because there are too many people between us?If there are no certain factors, maybe I can really fall in love with him?

From booking the ticket to packing the luggage until I got in the car, the sweat on my forehead didn't seem to dry up completely. I wasn't tired physically, but my heart seemed to be tightly gripped by something, and I was very tired.

I told An Jingtong some of my guesses, including the conversation I had with Xie Dongrong after I met him.

An Jingtong looked at me, I don't know what he heard, "I know." An Jingtong lowered his head, "Actually, Brother Shu doesn't need to explain to me so much, even if you don't marry me, I will marry you." I won't blame you."

After a moment of relative silence, I heard An Jingtong say: "Brother Shu, can I sleep on your shoulder?" After speaking, he raised his golden eyes and glanced at me cautiously.

"Of course." I gently stroked his forehead, followed his posture so that my shoulder touched his hair, I don't know why he suddenly asked me, in the past, things like leaning on my shoulder, Isn't he able to do what he wants?Did he think I would say no?

I don't know why I had such a question in my heart, and naturally I wouldn't tell An Jingtong about this question. Under the reflection of the car window, he and I were reflected, and I suddenly felt that the business in the capital city would silently The distance between us has widened.

Xie Dongrong made a phone call after An Jingtong fell asleep, and our car had just left the capital at that time.

"Tao Shu." Xie Dongrong didn't say much, "The day after tomorrow, we will meet in Naming."

What he said was endless, and I was a little confused for a while, but after thinking about it carefully, it was true that there was no specific time and place to meet before.

"I see." Glancing at the time, "It's so late, you came here to remind me of this?"

At this time, An Jingtong, who was sleeping on my shoulder, moved slightly. He opened his eyes, and said in a confused tone, "Brother Shu? What's wrong?"

"It's An Jingtong." The very sure tone on the other end of the phone made me stiff, "It's really boring to hide from me, Tao Shu." After speaking, without giving me any room to react, Xie Dongrong hung up the phone.

An Jingtong seemed to be in a daze, he tried to open his eyes to look at me, as if he was trying to listen to me, but I couldn't say a word, maybe I should call Xie Dongrong back and ask what's going on?

But... why bother.

Even if it is clear, what can be changed?

As soon as I arrived in Nancheng, I contacted the old man and Mr. Fang non-stop, and asked them to help me take care of An Jingtong for a while.

After hearing my request, the old man and the others all showed meaningful expressions. Is this An Jingtong being your roommate or your son? The old man asked me jokingly.

An Jingtong, my son.

That's pretty apt to say.

In fact, according to the plan, if there are no accidents, after the next meeting with Xie Dongrong, An Jingtong and An Jingtong should be able to meet again, and there will not be too much time between them. I made a rough calculation and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When I returned to Nancheng, although it was only a short stay, it was inevitable that I would go out for dinner with the old man. Seeing his expression, I expected that there should be something good waiting for me.

"You shouldn't have signed for free at the beginning." The old man took a sip of his tea, "Now your stage name is amazing."

I am not at all happy to be called amazing by the old man, because I know that [-]% of it is ridicule.

"Didn't you say you need to make more and depreciate things?" The old man looked at me leisurely, "But now your things are hard to find in the capital."

It's ridiculous to think about it this way. The author suffers from cold eyes in the capital, but his works are hard to find and are looted by others.

This may be another very classic theme, I think.

"The information about the Amut people has gradually been printed into books and distributed to ordinary people. Those critics have understood something for themselves. To be honest, those things you made are very sensitive. Is Wang sick now? So I'll fix you, wait a while..." The old man chuckled lightly, as if he had finished his point.

I naturally understood what he meant.

"Fortunately, a collector appeared recently who only collects your things." The old man turned his face away. In fact, when he mentioned related topics, I already guessed what he would say next. "It will be convenient to deal with whatever happens at that time."

I don't know how much the old man knows about this matter, but when I met his gaze, I was inexplicably guilty, and in the end I just agreed hastily and hurriedly left.

An Jingtong seems to feel very guilty that I have to go back to the capital again. Even if I repeatedly emphasize that it is not what he thinks, it seems that some of the worries in his heart cannot be eliminated in the end.

On the night I left, he came to my room and hugged my neck for the first time to ask for a kiss. One's thoughts gradually rose up.

Of course, in the end I didn’t do that, after all, I had to catch the late-night train to ensure that I could reach the capital smoothly the next morning.

I went back and forth and tossed a lot of time. In fact, I know that this tossing and tossing may not produce any practical results, but people, sometimes I put all my heart and soul into it, just to seek peace of mind.

I was woken up by the flight attendant because I was about to arrive at the capital.

Turn on the light brain in a habitual place, and the message Xie Dongrong sent me occupies the first place.

"I'll pick you up at the station."

In fact, I really want to find a place to rest before meeting Xie Dongrong. After all, there is no doubt that getting along with Xie Dongrong is more difficult than traveling in a car.

He noticed Xie Dongrong's car at a glance.

Although it is an ordinary color, its style and design make this car extraordinary among all the cars, just like Xie Dongrong standing on the street with people coming and going.

"Mother misses you very much." This was the first sentence Xie Dongrong said to me after we met.

Princess Anzhen... To be honest, I haven't seen her in these years. I also miss her a lot, and my mother. Ashamed to say.

Probably the environment in the car was too comfortable. I sat in the back seat and fell asleep with my head up just like that.

I think maybe it is really a little too tired.

I thought that after waking up, I could see the door that belonged to Namin in my memory.

In fact, I only saw Xie Dongrong's sideways face. There was air conditioning in the car, so the fluffy blanket covering my body really made me sleep more comfortably.

Did Xie Dongrong cover it for me?I have to say that this is quite unexpected, because he really doesn't seem like a person who would do such a thing.

"Take me here as a bed." Xie Dongrong sneered light waves as expected, he turned his face slightly and glanced over, his eyes were the indifference I was familiar with.

Being stared at by him, even the most powerful sleepy bug was scared away. I sat up straight, and I smiled at him, "Sorry... this is..." I realized that everything around me was nothing like Namin. Relationship, here... is a bit similar to the armor manufacturing site in Nancheng.

"I want to do some business before I go to see my elders."

Xie Dongrong walked in front, thinking I was slow, he turned his head and glanced at me.

I quickly bite the bullet and walked up to him, feeling uncontrollable excitement in my heart. The mech manufacturing in the capital city is very different from that in Nancheng. The capital city is all state-owned enterprises, and all mecha manufacturing costs are borne by the government, and it also has the most sophisticated technology in the country.

The mechas manufactured in Nancheng are aimed at ordinary nobles or rich people, mainly for entertainment or competition.

The mechas manufactured in the capital are actually used in combat or national defense. In most cases, they are specially customized for high-level politicians in a top-secret environment.

As a mecha maker, from Nancheng to the capital city is a natural moat that is difficult to cross. Some non-central mecha makers have been looking for opportunities to enter the capital city mecha manufacturing all their lives.

To be a mech master who aspires to the top of the capital?In fact, I have never had this kind of thought. There is nothing wrong with an ordinary mecha maker, and I am content to support my family.

I never thought I would have the opportunity to step into a place like this before.

A top-secret mech-making sanctuary.

It is no exaggeration to say that I have a feeling that I am in a dream.

However, Xie Dongrong, who brought me all this, was indifferent, as if it was only a matter of course for him.

But after the surprise, I quickly calmed down.

I don't know what Xie Dongrong is planning.

The author says:

coming.

Today is also a day with insufficient manuscripts.