the one who lives in my body

The cage was pushed into the breeding room, and we followed the old man into it.

The change in the surrounding environment didn't seem to affect the Amut man in the slightest. He was still curled up and focused on maintaining the same posture, motionless, like a sculpture.

In fact, I have been observing the old man pushing the cage.

On the one hand, it’s because he said those words in front of showcase No. 128, and on the other hand, it’s because...even in the face of these noble young masters, there is a faint indifference and... impatience on his face .

This made me curious, so I couldn't help but look at him, and he seemed to be aware of my gaze. When no one noticed, he turned around and gave me a hard look.

The breeding room is simply furnished and contains all the utensils the alien needs in his daily life, including some specially used for "taming".

If it is a kitten or a dog, it may not be a problem, but when the object of this kind of equipment becomes a creature similar to human beings, it will inevitably feel a little weird.

Xie Dongrong's expression was very indifferent along the way, he hardly said anything, and when the old man introduced to him the various uses of the furnishings here, as well as the daily living habits of the Amut people, he just remained focused and silent.

It was hard to see whether he was listening carefully, or just wandering away.

"I know, you named him Panshi, right." After the old man finished his introduction, Xie Dongrong suddenly asked this sentence, "It seems that it is not as violent as you just described in the rumors, look at it eyes, as if that were the case.”

The old head was questioned by Xie Dongrong, and he paused for a while before he said: "Yes, in fact, I didn't let you get close just now, because I was afraid that you would scare it. It is a gentle big guy, but there have been cases of their kindred hurting people in the past. What I said just now was just to ensure your safety." The old man's tone was respectful, but his expression was a little perfunctory.

Ordinary people may not be able to see it, but as a person who is used to observing words and expressions, I dare to draw such a conclusion.

After listening to this set of rhetoric, Xie Dongrong waved his hands with a slightly impatient expression, as if he had heard enough of this official explanation.

He proposed that he wanted to take a closer look at the living utensils of the Amut people.

Due to Xie Dongrong's status, the old man had no room to refuse.

While the old man was preparing, my attention was attracted by a counter in the corner by the door.

There are armors in full bloom.

Uncontrollably, I walked over, perhaps because I had a feeling that the mechas in the cabinet were different from what I usually see, or even those that were just displayed in the exhibition.

People nowadays actually pay more attention to the ornamental value and a little practical value of the armor, and most of the gadgets on display rely on the novelty of the design to win everyone's love.

And the few gadgets I've been selected for are just that kind of work, which, to be honest, I don't like myself.

From the very beginning, mechas were popular because of mechas. Their appearance paved the way for the initial design of mechas. It was required to be as practical as possible and to show the uniqueness of mechas in addition to having a certain appreciation value. The beauty of strength and speed of armor must be able to be used in battle.

And not just a simple mechanical design.

I always thought that mechs that could "turn into" mechas no longer exist.

Now it seems I was wrong.

They are quietly placed in the closet in this breeding room, displayed indifferently.

No wonder, in front of the No. 128 showcase, I saw the old man's eyes, and vaguely realized that he was not a layman. It seems that my guess was right.

"Hey! That kid! What are you doing sneakily?" The old man's irritable warning pierced my ears, and I turned around to meet his impatient face.

Xie Dongrong also looked back, his eyes swept behind me, and finally landed on my face.

I knew I couldn't cause trouble for Xie Dongrong, so I scratched my head and said to the old man with a smirk, "No, I just... want to see these armors."

"Don't dirty my cabinet!" The old man couldn't bear it and walked a few steps, and warned me: "Stay away!"

I have no choice but to accept my fate and go back to Xie Dongrong.

Not long after, I discovered that this old man was actually a snobbish eye. He was respectful to Xie Dongrong, and he drank me unceremoniously, as if he had the words "I am your master" written on his face all the time.

"Usually, are you the only one taking care of this place?" Xie Dongrong is really strange, he should not chat with strangers on weekdays, but this time he suddenly came up with this sentence for some reason.

"Oh, of course not, I have an assistant... An Guo! An Guo! How is the feed going?" He raised his voice and shouted into the back room. After a while, a familiar picture appeared from behind the curtain. Face.

The arrival of Xie Dongrong and me seems to have surprised her, "Ah! Brother Shu!" She dragged a pack of feed out of the back room, and I was also surprised that compared to Xie Dongrong, she chose to be with me first. Say hello.

Only then did I realize where Xie Dongrong's eyes had been lingering just now—An Guo's name was clearly written on the whiteboard of the staff on duty by the wall.

The old man snorted and scolded An Guo for being slow, while leaning over and holding the feed bag on his shoulders, as if he was about to prepare dinner for the Amut.

"Why are you here?" I was a little surprised. Even if An Guo is not welcomed by the new king, she is still a princess anyway. Looking at the current situation...

"I was called back by the king, but I can still go to the teacher's place on weekends!" But looking at An Guo's expression, it seemed that she didn't suffer, but just said: "Brother, don't get me wrong, I came here voluntarily..."

"Hmph, what a voluntary, I think you should go quickly!" The old man turned his back and said while preparing the feed, "I can't fit a princess here, and I'm slow in doing things, not neat at all... "

An Guo is not an angry personality, and immediately retorted: "Then you are waiting to be exhausted to death! You have an old bone and still resist, thinking that you are a man!"

The old man threw the feed bag on the ground, pointed at An Guo and cursed: "You little bastard!"

Quickly hid behind me, An Guo stuck out her head and stuck out her tongue at the old man: "You scold me! I want to report you! I also want to sue you for not doing your job properly every day. You don't have enough manpower, but you only know how to fiddle with your parts!"

The old man's eyes were widened by An Guo's anger, but finally he snorted and stopped arguing with her, as if he had acquiesced.

My mind moved: "Master, did you make those armors in the cabinet?"

The old man glanced at me with great disdain, and hurriedly said, "No!"

"He lied!" An Guo exposed him mercilessly.

"Your name is Zhong Yongyan, right? I saw your signature on the armor in the middle." I stood up straight, wanting to fight with my best posture.

Zhong Yongyan glanced at me with his old eyes and said, "I don't accept disciples."

"No, I want to say, if I heard correctly just now, you seem to be short of people here." I grinned, "Look at me."

The old man said: "Not so good!"

At this time, An Guo had already started cheering: "Brother Shu, are you coming? Are you really planning to come?"

"Well, but I don't know if it's right here."

"Okay - I finally don't have to carry feed! Don't worry, Brother Shu, I will tell the king!" An Guo grabbed my clothes and refused to let go. Children are like this, as long as they are a little familiar If so, she will very affectionately want you to play with her.

And I also see that perhaps in this place, An Guo's right to speak will be much greater than this old man.

only……

Turning around, he happened to meet Xie Dongrong's eyes, his expression was gloomy and not very good-looking.

It took a while to discuss with An Guo carefully.

It's very inexplicable, but it can be regarded as logical, and this matter is finalized.

On the way back to Namin, the car was dead silent.

"I have to go every night, and I don't have free time on weekends." Xie Dongrong reminded me coldly.

"I know, this way you don't have to bother the driver to take me back to Naming every time, and you don't have to wait for me." I smiled, actually I am very satisfied with this sudden decision.

It's just that Xie Dongrong reacted so strongly, which I didn't expect.

In fact, I am not so willing, the princess, my mother, Xie Dongrong, these are enough reasons for me to stay in Naming.

I turned my head to look at Xie Dongrong, but Xie Dongrong only looked out of the car window and didn't look at me. His slender fingers were placed on the leather car seat and gradually closed, and then I heard him say: "I never drove you away. mean."

It seemed that it was extremely difficult for him to say this sentence.

But for me, his words are enough.

"I know," I smiled, "You should know, I miss you the most."

"But I also know that I don't belong to Namin." In fact, I have been looking for an opportunity to leave, but I couldn't find it before, and it finally appeared at this time. Even if it was very hasty, I had to hurry up.

"You don't have to feel guilty," I gently put my hand on his, couldn't help approaching him, and whispered in his ear: "Besides, you can't drive me away, I will always stick by your side, You can't shake it off."

Xie Dongrong shuddered, suddenly raised his hand, and punched me with a very heavy force.

Turning my face to one side, I pressed my tongue against the mucous membrane of my cheek, and finally I laughed out loud: "It hurts so much... You strike so hard, I wouldn't hit you like this."

I know he didn't use all his strength, but he hit me anyway.

Xie Dongrong's eyes seemed to be glowing with water, his expression was very complicated, flickering in the night, like sadness or joy, and finally I couldn't understand it.

"Don't worry, I won't let you get sick again, and I will follow up on your recovery. I will visit you in your dormitory every noon." Looking at him, I smiled.

"do not talk."

"Occasionally I will go to Namin to see you. The princess will definitely be happy that we are together, and don't worry, I will make it clear to the princess, and she will definitely not feel that it is because of you..."

"Tell you to shut up!"

When Xie Dongrong held my neck and slammed into the car window, I truly felt death-like suffocation. I was in the minority physically, but mainly because I felt uncomfortable.

Later, I only remembered Xie Dongrong's eyes at that time.

Like a black panther hunting for the first time, there is murderous intent in its deep eyes.

It confines its prey, but it still can't control its strength well, and it seems to be hesitating, not knowing whether to let the creature under it live or die.

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