the one who lives in my body

When the old man finished telling this story, I froze in place, and I didn't know what I was thinking.

Although I have also tried to restore the truth, but undoubtedly, in the face of this fact, my reasoning seems a bit too thin.

So, is it real?

As if asking for help, I looked to the old man, and I hoped that he would tell me that all of this was just his reasonable conjecture, because it seemed that he didn't have any identity to know it.

However, what he told me was: "To tell you the truth, back then, when the prince was still locked up, I was the 'death squad', the first staff member who tried to approach that laboratory. , How could I be allowed to raise rocks in the palace alone? I have experience."

"I kept it from you because I signed a non-disclosure agreement, but now I have to tell you." After speaking, the old man stretched out his hand, and an exquisite booklet appeared before my eyes.

"Star Feeding"?Looking at the big characters on the cover, I am a little confused.

"The eldest prince has come." The old man's expression became a little dignified, "Although this matter has not been written yet, what he means is that if it is expected to send the rock back to Amut star in the future, I hope we will A breeder can be selected from among them, and he will go with the fleet to Amut star."

"I know that the eldest prince is more inclined to let me go, but I'm already old." The old man's expression was unprecedentedly serious, "You are the most suitable candidate."

This news came too fast, I didn't even react, why did it suddenly...

"These things...does the king know?" After sorting out my thoughts a bit, I asked this question, "Obviously, the policies introduced so far are all advocating to let these Amut people fend for themselves..."

Frustrated, the old man poked my forehead with his finger, "Silly boy, have you forgotten what we are doing now? Our small group has long been forbidden by the higher authorities, but there are some other forces supporting us. Cover us in front of the king, so that we can survive until now, why are you so stupid now?"

Speaking of this, the old man's expression was a little weird: "You shouldn't be the one who knows this best, right? Sometimes I really don't know whether I should call you stupid."

Stretching my neck, I leaned back slightly, and in a daze, I suddenly realized that what the old man said was right. Recently, I was indeed too lacking in thinking. Only then did I realize that it seems that we have always been We are protected by an external force, so our work will not be so difficult.

I'm often reluctant to think about more complicated things at the political level.

"Wait a little longer, wait and see... Will something happen again..." The old man's voice was deep, as if it came from far, far away.

Belatedly, I discovered, as if without knowing it, that we had become embroiled in a power struggle and had gradually become integral to the process.

Kind of scary.

I am a quiet person who just wants to do what I love most and live an ordinary life. I never want to involve myself in these complicated battles, but the reality is that I don't want to.

However, if it is really possible to go to Amut, I am still very happy.

Because it will be closer to the mecha, and the inner structure can be seen more clearly.

Lately, I've been demanding more of myself than usual when it comes to mech crafting.

I can't, and I dare not let myself stop, because if I don't do something, I will inevitably think of Xie Dongrong.

Fortunately, there are enough things to keep me busy during the day.

But at night, especially before bed, I can't help thinking.

About Xie Dongrong.

I'm getting more and more unclear about how I should treat him, I don't want to see him anymore, I even prefer to stay in the corner quietly, and I don't want to say another word to him.

I am too lazy to pay attention to his every move, to savor his attitude towards me in his heart.

You can't expect Xie Dongrong to take the initiative to say something to me, but now I'm glad he didn't say anything.

But even so, I can't conclude that I don't like him anymore. When I clearly think of him, or face him suddenly, there will still be an unprecedented throbbing in my heart that no one else can give me.

But that's about it.

I don't know if he felt clean like this.

I don't know how long this tug-of-war can last, but now, seeing him has no other meaning in my heart, it is more like my duty, and I am also waiting for the day when we can really part.

Forget it, let's not mention him, there are obviously more things worth talking about now.

With the help of Namin, my uncle was finally released from prison.

My mother was very happy, she bought a lot of good dishes that night, and she took me and my uncle to have a good meal after a long absence in our shabby rental house.

I was in a good mood that night.

As a result, the next day, my uncle received a call from Namin.

The princess and the general's family have invited us to visit Namin.

Only then did I realize that until now, my mother still hasn't reconnected with Namin.

So the princess family had no choice but to contact the old uncle instead.

And what about mom?

Obviously before her uncle was released from prison, she avoided all contact with Namin as if she had a stress disorder.

But obviously, after the old uncle was released from prison, her mentality changed.

Her eyes secretly turned to her fitting room, which contained the famous brand clothes that she had loved the most, but she hadn't worn for a long time.

There seemed to be no reason to refuse the invitation this time, so in the end, she agreed.

But my heart is more anxious than ever—I don't want to see Xie Dongrong, this perception has never been so clear, even though I know that I don't love him.

Sitting in the car sent by Namin, my mother stared out the window with a relaxed face, and she seemed to have regained her youth soon.

Uncle kept his eyebrows closed, as if he was thinking about something.

And I just want to end this as soon as possible, and secretly pray that nothing like moving back to Namin again will happen.

Obviously at school, I can see Xie Dongrong almost every day, but I have never been so repelled like now.

I don't want to see him in Namin, because in Namin, I have to act—I have to act like he's on good terms with him, dude kind of thing.

When I arrived in Namin, I was very surprised that the general was there, as if he was waiting for us.

The princess seems to be in a particularly good mood today. She asked the chef to cook a good family banquet to entertain us. The exquisite small round dining table. After the mother and uncle are seated, the seat next to Xie Dongrong is empty. It is undoubtedly for me. stay.

I pursed my lips, didn't want to and didn't dare to look at Xie Dongrong, so I just sat beside him numbly.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was lively, but I couldn't lift my spirits. Maybe I paid too much attention to the person sitting next to me.

"Hey, what's wrong with Shushu? Why doesn't she seem to be in a good mood." The princess has always paid more attention to my emotions.

"Oh, I'm fine, I'm just thinking about something." I smiled, and quickly picked up the tableware and put the thing in front of me into my mouth.

"He seems to be a little tired recently." Xie Dongrong's voice came from beside him, the inexplicable gentleness was creepy, I turned my eyes and looked at him hesitantly, although I knew he was just acting, but The moment he looked at each other, did I really see such a bit of tenderness in his eyes?

I smiled, "I'm a little tired. I want to participate in a competition recently, so I prepared overnight."

"You didn't tell me what the game was." Xie Dongrong answered quickly. When I looked at him, I found that he was really a little confused.

"You two are having trouble again." The princess's teasing almost saved me, "Fake it, I can see it, oops, eat a meal, play a game, it will be fine, right?"

I have to say that the princess's intuition is really accurate, "No really, I'm just a little tired..." I was afraid that the princess would say something like "You guys go upstairs to play together", so I quickly added, "Last night was really I went to bed too late, I've been busy all day today, I'm a little dizzy...I think...I want to go out to get some air, hahahaha..." Saying that, I got up and left the dining table.

I know that this will cause suspicion from the princess or my mother, and even Xie Dongrong's dissatisfaction, but I really feel that I can't stay here any longer.

Every second around Xie Dongrong made me feel... suffocated... so ridiculous, even though not long ago my thoughts were completely opposite.

I tried to analyze why I suddenly became like this, but there was no answer, just a kind of inexplicable boredom, suddenly, I was not even prepared for it.

Obviously that kind of thing has happened countless times before, but for some reason, the last time seemed to hurt me...and my self-esteem.

Namin is the best place for ventilation. I am already familiar with it. I am glad that no one will disturb me at this highest point. I would rather stand here and enjoy the cold wind.

"Tell me when you are leaving, there is still homework to be done." This is a message I sent to my mother.

After waiting for about an hour and a half, I finally saw my mother reply: "We are going back, come down, we are in the hall now."

I walked down with my trouser pockets in my hands, passed Xie Dongrong's room, and found that the light in his room was not on, so I knew he was not in, so it is very likely that he is also in the hall now.

After a little hesitation, I finally decided to go on. I thought, anyway, that guy would just sit in the corner and say nothing.

But when I went downstairs, what I saw was Xie Dongrong talking to my mother.

This is simply unprecedented, he has always looked down on my mother.

This time he even noticed me more keenly than my mother, turned his face, said something to my mother, and walked straight towards me.

The gentle smile on his face made me wonder if he was possessed by someone.

"I'm asking to borrow you for a while." In my mother's sight range, he said this kindly.

I probably couldn't escape, and sighed inwardly, I turned around and led in front of him.

When I reached a few places where the parents couldn't see, I turned around and looked at Xie Dongrong again, his expression had completely changed.

It's not that bad look, it's replaced by a kind of seriousness.

"What's wrong?" I asked him first.

"...I did go too far in that matter before." He drooped his eyelashes and stared at me seriously, as if he was apologizing to me seriously.

For a while, I didn't know what to say.

"That really hurt you, and I'm sorry."

um, so what?I really want to say such a sentence very much, but I can't say it, because his expression is too docile, so docile that it almost softens my heart instantly, and I will blurt out if it doesn't matter.

"It's really hard for you to realize that." In the end, that's what I said.

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