the one who lives in my body

I went back to my home in Nancheng again, turned on the lights, and looked at the scenery, but it didn't make people feel comfortable for a long time. There seemed to be a smell of dust in the air, and it was true that I didn't ask someone to clean it after I left.

One person took out a broom, did a big cleaning in silence, took out a new sheet from the closet, spread it on the bed, lay down, stared at the ceiling, obviously very tired, but didn't feel like going to sleep.

This is my home, I clearly affirmed this in my heart, but the reassuring sense of belonging did not grow in my heart, is it because I just came back not long ago?I think maybe there is such a factor, and it should be better if I stay for a longer period of time.

In the next few days, I received many calls from the capital one after another, from Qiu Xingwen, from my mother, and from the princess. That's right, I didn't tell the princess about my departure in advance, maybe it was acquiescing to Xie Dongrong. Let me tell her, when she called, it was already five days after I returned to Nancheng. To my surprise, the princess seemed to just know that I had left.

"I asked about it today, and Dongrong told me." The princess's voice was a little low, "What's the matter? Did you two quarrel?"

"No..." That's not really a quarrel, it's just a normal and inevitable process. For a moment, I imagined that when I answered the phone with the princess, Xie Dongrong was by her side. Do I have the opportunity to listen? What about his voice?As he said before, after that, he never took the initiative to contact me again.

"Shushu really, he didn't tell me when he left," the princess sighed. "It's really sad. I thought we were already like relatives."

When the princess said that, I suddenly felt ashamed. In fact, why didn't I want to tell her?But when I think of the things I have done to her son, I always feel that everything is so difficult to speak.

"Dong Rong has been very busy recently, and he doesn't talk much when he comes home. I saw him bought a house and lived there for a while, but now he refuses to go there. It is said that the decoration is very nice. I originally I am very curious, and want him to take me to have a look, but he is unwilling...that child, the older he grows, the more he can’t understand." This kind of homely discourse made me feel relaxed, but the content of what he said made me Panic started involuntarily.

Is what the princess is talking about Xie Dongrong's small bungalow?

"Has Shushu ever visited? You two have such a good relationship, Dong Rong should invite you to visit, I was still wondering if he raised a lover or something there, haha, but the child is a private matter, the body Those who are elders should not bother too much."

Switching the communication device to the other ear, I opened my mouth, and it took me a long time to say, "Oh, yes, there...I've been there, twice."

More than twice.

"Really? How is it?"

I began to describe it for the princess, like sinking into an illusory dream, and I realized that everything there was so clear to me.

The princess is also true. As a mother, she still has to extract the place where her son lives from someone else's mouth. That's right. Her character probably often has a headache because she doesn't know how to discipline Xie Dongrong.

"Really? With Dongrong's personality, it's really hard to imagine that he would arrange such a residence by himself... Someone must be with him, is he in love?"

When chatting with a mother, the topic still cannot avoid children, but it is true that the topic that fits the princess best for me is probably Xie Dongrong, but how should I answer this question?

No, he is alone.

He is not in a relationship.

He just arranged it all by himself.

"Maybe Dongrong also wants to have a home..." After hanging up the phone, the princess' voice seemed to still be in my ears. I stared at the floor, not knowing what mood I was in.

Work it, or a lot of work would be nice.

As if I was escaping from my own home, I started to prefer to stay in the mecha manufacturing center. Sometimes I would think, was I so afraid of being lonely in the past?Even before An Jingtong came to my house.

People are still social animals. Some people say that a place with family members can be called a home. In fact, I always think that this statement is wrong-as long as the heart has a home, any place can be called a "home". I think so.

I thought my goal was very clear, to go back to Nancheng, leave everything that made me feel complicated, I would no longer be swayed by those emotions, go back to that hut, the place I earned by myself , I will not feel adrift, I thought so.

But at this moment, the feeling of floating in my heart is far worse than when I was in the capital. Why is this?Is it because I haven't stayed in Nancheng long enough, haven't established my own unique circle here, and haven't been able to adapt to everything here?

Occasionally, I will hear the changes in the capital at these times at the place of work.

Public opinion has indeed begun to gradually change. Some people began to question An Hexuan's supremacy, and the Queen's behind-the-scenes power gradually made everyone feel dissatisfied. Some people asked about the movements of the eldest prince, and some even began to review the Amut people who were on the earth back then. disaster suffered.

Has the army ever acted once?Have humans become alien invaders again?

But how can the current situation of the royal family make the army feel at ease and loyal?

Was the eldest prince killed?To be honest, everyone probably thinks that the eldest prince should be the king because of the concept cultivated since childhood.

Why are there these doubts?Maybe it's because the current king's governance makes the people really feel uneasy.

The voices of these issues are getting louder and louder. I don't know how they gradually spread to the ears of the people, but this is undoubtedly a good sign for Xie Dongrong and his party.

There is very little news about Xie Dongrong, which shows that he hides himself very well, so I feel more at ease.

Look, everything is developing steadily. It seems that Xie Dongrong is gone and nothing major has happened. When I realized this, I didn't know how I was feeling, sad?I can't really say it, but it seems that there is no extra joy.

Sometimes, inexplicably, I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.

This does not refer to the discomfort when I think of something, but the physical discomfort. I went to the doctor for this, but after a series of examinations, I was told that I am in good health and there is no serious problem.

That was about a month and a half after I left the capital.

When I was working, for a moment, I felt extremely uncomfortable in my heart. The feeling that was similar to colic but could not be grasped, almost made me shed tears physiologically.

I asked for leave, and I went to the hospital again, and the doctor still said there was nothing wrong with it as before. I tried to express to him that I had undergone surgery such as implanting a soul, but the doctor was shocked, saying that he had never heard of it, and said Suggest me, if you feel uneasy, you can go to the capital to have a look.

I intend to observe for a while.

It's hard to describe what kind of feeling it was. After that, I was flustered all the time, lying on the bed, but I couldn't fall asleep. Inexplicably, I thought of Xie Dongrong. I never expected to contact him so much. Did he go out? What's the matter?How else would I...

But in the end I still didn't have the courage to call him. In the hazy and painful struggle, after working for a long time, I finally fell into a deep sleep.

I was woken up by the ringtone of the communication device. When I sat up, I subconsciously wiped my face, only to find that my face was covered with tears or sweat.

It was the princess calling.

"Hello?" My voice was already hoarse, and my body trembled involuntarily.

"Hey, Shushu..." The princess's voice was filled with tears, "Dongrong is sick...can you come over here?"

"Sick?"

"Yes, just like when I was a child. Today he went to see the mecha you made for him. He was sitting in it. It was fine. For some reason, suddenly..." After finishing speaking, the princess burst into tears, and I I've never heard her so anxious, probably...very serious.

"Okay, I'll be right back."

In my impression, Xie Dongrong hasn't had an illness for a long, long time, and I know he hates the appearance of being rude and completely out of his mind.

The hand that booked the ticket was trembling. It wasn't until I got in the car that I realized that I should ask the old man and Mr. Fang for leave before leaving, but I was really nervous and anxious.

The panic for no reason seems to have found a reason suddenly, why?That kind of inexplicable, but spontaneous feeling... It was as if the chains that had been broken off a long time ago were suddenly stitched again without warning, and the connection that Xie Dongrong and I had managed to break away was closely connected again at a certain moment.

"Don't come back for me again."

Suddenly, I remembered Xie Dongrong's words.

But what can I do?The emotions that have been emptied for a month and a half seem to be gradually being filled. It seems that something in the depths of the soul is struggling to escape in that direction, regardless of everything, without hesitation.

I never wanted to see him so much.

After almost no rest, when I returned to the capital again, I quickly contacted the princess, and then unexpectedly learned that Xie Dongrong was locked in a certain room in the military base and was under strict care.

It was a long-abandoned, completely locked room once used by the out-of-control Prince Amut.

The sound of footsteps and breathing occupied my entire hearing, and the heartbeat came from the inside of the eardrum. When I was inside the military base, I saw four parents standing outside the door of that room, and a panic-stricken Tao Xinguang. I suddenly realized that if I walked over at this moment, I'm afraid I can't hide some things anymore.

The princess wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and took out the protective clothing for me to put on.

I shook my head and refused.

"It's okay, there's no need."

In the monitoring screen, I saw scratches and cracks on the wall, and there were still some traces of being smashed by fists on the wall. Xie Dongrong, whose clothes were torn to pieces, was just like a wild beast, walking unhurriedly through the entrance. In the distance, he seemed to be patrolling his own territory, or maybe he was on guard against the approaching enemy, as if the next person who dared to enter would be torn to pieces by his sharp claws without hesitation.

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