Big Devil Slime it's soft

"Is that all right?" Zhong Yu pulled off his tie.

"Wait, there are still a few photos to check...can you take some more shots with us?" The young photographer was sweating profusely.

"How many?" Zhong Yu sighed.

"Uh, it almost represents a kind of feeling, feeling..."

Zhong Yu didn't intend to embarrass him, but he didn't have such a good temper: "It's done within a single digit, and I won't accompany you any longer."

The photographer and his party nodded repeatedly.

Now that he has decided to return to Weiyan District, Zhong Yu wants to get rid of the matter as soon as possible so that he can go back as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, Clive went crazy and gave him a lot of work, euphemistically saying, "You are going to go, and the last time is to shine for the alliance", which made him come up with a lot of work. The posture of managing every opportunity in the day.

However, these jobs are still not liked by Zhong Yu, what kind of promotional film shooting, what kind of xx ceremony speech, what star inspectorate award, today is even more outrageous, a group of people are tidying up next to the dilapidated Wangting site, pulling Take a group of "commemorative photos" with Zhong Yu.

It took another half an hour and it was finally finished.

Thank you very much to the photography team, and kindly invite Zhong Yu to visit their studio.Even thinking it was impossible, Zhong Yu resolutely refused.

"Then how do you go back?" The photographer looked around, "Where's your assistant? Someone should pick him up?"

"Yes, don't worry about it." Zhong Yu waved his hand.

So the photography team left with peace of mind.

Wen Jin, who is temporarily occupying the post of "assistant", is also very busy, so of course he is not here.

Zhong Yu didn't contact anyone.

He opened the terminal, checked the map, turned around and walked towards the "old site" of the royal court that was more than half destroyed.

The search and rescue work at the former Wangting site has come to an end, but reconstruction has not yet begun.Because there was nothing, a few recorders were left nearby to watch.

Zhong Yu is familiar with all kinds of sneaking techniques, and managed to get in after finding some blind spots. If it weren't for the suit and dress that got in the way, he could move faster.

"...Where is it?" Zhong Yu looked at the map and circled around a piece of wasteland.

This is probably near his previous bedroom, because it was bombed into a mess, and the terrain could not be seen clearly, and half of the room was buried underground.

Zhong Yu scanned briefly with the terminal, circled a place, took out a shovel from nowhere, and started digging.

-

At the same time, Qiu Qiu was being interviewed by a magazine.

"...So, you just saved Weiyan District like that? That's amazing!" the female reporter said.

"Thank you." Qiu Qiu replied politely.

"I heard that Major General Zhong's physical condition has improved a lot?" the female reporter asked again.

"Well, according to Beichen Base, Brother Zhong Yu is in good condition and there will be no more problems." Qiu Qiu said.

"What about yourself? Are you all right?"

"Everything is fine with me," Qiu Qiu said, "I have become more like a human being, and I won't be too hungry. Life has become more convenient."

The female reporter had a round face. She looked at the manuscript and then at Qiu Qiu.

In order to create a comfortable and relaxing interview space, their magazine specially rearranged the studio.

Hearing that Qiu Qiu likes to eat delicious food, they even bought a lot of capital star-popped snacks, which are all placed on the small reception table at the moment.

Qiu Qiu is a very good interviewee, he is very appreciative of these foods, realizing their value bite by bite.

"Ahem..." The female reporter felt that the atmosphere was quite good, and after brewing for a while, she asked cautiously, "...um...Qiu Qiu..."

Qiu Qiu sipped the spoon with a puzzled expression.

Seeing that the female reporter was very anxious, Qiu Qiu put down his spoon and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, I won't eat people now."

"...that's it," the female reporter suddenly felt that her tweaking just now was very inappropriate, and she asked out of her heart, "do you mind if we ask some... more personal... questions in the second half?"

"Why not? Come on." Qiu Qiu said.

The female reporter was ecstatic!

This is a question that their team collected all night after they got the right to interview!Collect the gossip questions that the people are most interested in!Very tasteless, very vulgar, very exciting!

"Ahem, I asked! If you don't want to answer or feel offended, just let us know!"

"Okay, don't be so nervous." Qiu Qiu said.

The female reporter was the first to ask, "Excuse me, when did you and Major General Zhong meet?"

Qiu Qiu thought for a while: "Two years ago."

The female reporter hummed twice, apparently knowing the answer to this question, and just used it as an opening remark.Sure enough, the next question is completely irrelevant to this.

"May I ask your family, who usually gets off work or goes home after class? Will the other party pick you up? Who is responsible for the food at home? ... This mainly refers to before opening the store..."

"After that, it will be Brother Zhong Yu," Qiu Qiu replied, "He will go home first, and he will cook. I won't pick him up when I have a car."

"...This, this, does it mean that Major General Zhong will also cook at home after you open the Devil's Restaurant?" The female reporter trembled.

"Yes," Qiu Qiu said, "because it's so delicious."

The female reporter decided to move on to the next question quickly.

"Excuse me, under normal circumstances, how many days a week do you... sleep together?"

"?" Qiu Qiu thought about it slowly, "If I want to sleep, I'll sleep at his place. How many days do I need?"

The female reporter took a breath and asked tentatively, "So, are there five days in a week?"

Qiu Qiu said, "Almost."

"Then you guys, ahem, how long do you do when you're doing something comfortable?" The female reporter looked at the manuscript, as if she was full of anticipation for this question because of the answer to the previous question.

Qiu Qiu's answer did not disappoint her expectation.

"Brother Zhong Yu likes to rub me very much," Qiu Qiu said innocently, "He is very strong, we can play until dawn."

Female reporter: "..."

The female reporter repeated silently in her heart: she has great strength.

"You mean, he's a brute force type, not a skill type?"

"Skills are pretty good too." Qiu Qiu nodded, "I'm very comfortable."

Female reporter: "..."

Female reporter: Damn it!

After finishing the three-page interview script that minors are prohibited from viewing, the female reporter successfully completed the task and felt that her career was complete.

But as soon as she put down the manuscript, she felt something was wrong.

How should I put it... Isn't Qiu Qiu's eyes a little too upright? ? ?

The female reporter opened the manuscript again to review the answer, and the more she read it, the more puzzled she became. This frank and pure reaction, this ambiguous wording, could it be that this person has been talking to her just now! ?

The female reporter jumped up frightened by her guess, and stopped the interviewee who was about to leave with a cry.

"That, that," she stammered, "this, this, what we just said... did you really understand or..."

Qiu Qiu turned his head, suddenly rolled his eyes and laughed.

That expression, mysterious and playful, dilutes the pure impression he left on people earlier.

"I'll tell you the truth," he said, "but it's always better to save dinner until it's time to eat it. We've got a lot of time and we're not in a hurry, are we?"

The female reporter was stunned and didn't recover until Qiu Qiu left for a long time.

-

Three hours passed, and Zhong Yu was still digging the hole.

I don't know if it's because of the bad feng shui at the former site of Wang Ting or what. There is something wrong with his terminal. Only half of the files sent by Wen Jin can be displayed. When he tried to call back, he was prompted that the connection was unsuccessful.

Zhong Yu felt very unlucky.

Wen Jin sent him an explanation that the document was very important, and she signed it if it wasn't important.

But he groaned and groaned here for a long time, and he hadn't dug out the things yet, and he didn't want to go back just like that.

continue.

Zhong Yu blew the wind for a while and made a decision.

What the hell, it can't be that the sky is falling and the Zerg is coming, and the siren can be heard even here.Since there is not, it means that it is not that important. The consequence is at most that Clive lost his hair and worked overtime collectively in the Star Supervision Bureau. It has nothing to do with him.

Zhong Yu dug a few more shovels and found a table that looked very familiar.

He scanned the surrounding area with the terminal, and finally saw the outline of a "suspected" target.

OK, dig it.

Zhong Yu picked up the shovel, and there was a sudden sound of something falling behind him.He exerted all his muscles like a conditioned reflex, and swept across with a shovel.

"Ah!" Qiu Qiu exclaimed.

"Why is it you?" Zhong Yu retracted the shovel, frowned and walked quickly to Qiu Qiu, pinching his beaten arm and lifting it up.

The long sleeve was rolled up to the shoulder by Zhong Yu, and the upper arm hit by the shovel only had a red mark that could not be seen unless you looked carefully.

Obviously Qiu Qiu is very strong, he is no match for Zhong Yu.

"I'm here to look for you," Qiu Qiu said, "Sister Jinjin said she has something to do with you, but she can't get in touch with you, so she's in a hurry."

"Oh." Zhong Yu picked up the shovel and inserted it into the ground without feeling anything.

Qiu Qiu looked at the potholes all over the ground and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Walking." Zhong Yu said angrily.

The two stared at the wind for a while, Qiu Qiu laughed: "What's in the field?"

"...Nothing." Zhong Yu pinched his brows.

"Shall I help you dig?"

"Go and play."

"Then let me tell Sister Jinjin, you really want to take a walk and don't want to go back?"

"...How did you find it?" Zhong Yu sighed helplessly.

Qiu Qiu showed a somewhat bewildered expression: "I don't know either."

"?" Zhong Yu frowned.

"It seems that I thought in my heart that I wanted to find you quickly, so I came here naturally." Qiu Qiu spread out his palms, and there was nothing on them, "It seems that my body will fulfill my wishes by itself. It's a strange feeling."

Zhong Yu hummed, and asked him if he felt any discomfort.

Qiu Qiu said no.

"It's just that I'm not used to it," he said. "I'm not like myself. Maybe I'm not the original me now? After all, I swallowed the planet and spit it out. How can a slime eat it?" Something is coming out."

Zhong Yu picked up the shovel, continued to dig the hole, and said, "What are you talking about, who else could you be if you weren't you?"

Qiu Qiu squatted down to watch him dig, and puffed his cheeks: "Who is it?"

"It's Qiu Qiu." Zhong Yu said, "It's my little monster, is that okay?"

Qiu Qiu laughed.

The rather primitive act of digging a hole continued for another quarter of an hour, and Zhong Yu finally overcame all difficulties and dug out what he was looking for.

It was a flower pot... no, it was a pot of flowers.

The basin is very strong, it has not been cracked or broken after being buried, it is very strong.

But the screaming flowers planted inside obviously couldn't withstand the tossing these days, and they were already crouching and withered.

"........."

Qiu Qiu looked at the potted flower and then at Zhong Yu, his eyes gradually widened.

"Don't talk." Zhong Yu was aggrieved.

"You are Mr. R!" Qiu Qiu was shocked.

"..." Zhong Yu threw the shovel on the ground expressionlessly.

Qiu Qiu jumped up and hugged Zhong Yu, sticking to him skillfully, panting with laughter: "How could you be Mr. R?"

"Yes." Zhong Yu couldn't figure it out either.

"Why do you want to dig this? If you like it, I can give you another pot." Qiu Qiu said.

"..." Zhong Yu's voice was muffled, "That's different."

Qiu Qiu looked up and found that Zhong Yu was really unhappy.

Although I seem to have changed somewhere, there are still many things that are difficult to understand.

"Do you really want this pot?" Qiu Qiu jumped off him.

"Forget it." Zhong Yu sorted out his mood and smiled himself.

His suit was ruined to the point of disrepair, he folded the cuffs up a few times, and the hem of his shirt was pulled out from the waistband of his trousers for the convenience of movement.

In short, if the stylist who made his clothes saw him now, he might have the idea of ​​ending his career.

"I just happened to be near here, and suddenly remembered, I came to look for it."

Zhong Yu looked at the junction of the ruins of the royal court and the sky, and large clouds rushed towards the far end.

"After all, it's a gift from you, and it's quite special when you think about it. Eden is so big, we happened to meet at that time, it's worth commemorating."

Zhong Yu rubbed Qiu Qiu's soft hair: "But there is nothing you can do if the flowers die. You can choose another pot in the future. This time we will take good care of them."

Another gust of wind blew by, and Qiu Qiu squinted his eyes because of the prickly hair on his forehead.

He pushed Zhong Yu's hand away, walked to the poor pot of flowers, knelt down, stretched out his hands and squeezed the wilting leaves.

Just at this moment, the light of the sky that appeared and disappeared found a gap in the clouds, and the golden color sprinkled down and landed on Qiu Qiu's body.

He closed his eyes, muttered something silently, and a white gleam appeared in his palm.

At this moment, it was as if the sunlight had been sent into the leaves, and the dead and broken plant became full visibly with the naked eye. The leaves were full, the stems were straight, and finally stood up miraculously.

"..." Zhong Yu looked terrified.

"It's really alive." Qiu Qiu also turned around in surprise.

"Fuck." Zhong Yu scolded, grabbed Qiu Qiu by the collar and lifted him up, shouting, "What are you doing!? Are you doing things properly!? What's uncomfortable, can you move your hands!? Damn..."

Qiu Qiu was dizzy from being shaken by him, and hugged him with his backhand: "I just try it casually, I didn't expect it to succeed, did I?"

Zhong Yu calmed down a bit and let go of his hand.

Qiu Qiu took a deep breath, picked up the pot of screaming flowers that had been troubled by disasters, and brought them to Zhong Yu.

"I don't know what I have become, so let's try it slowly, okay?" Qiu Qiu put the pot in his hand, "When I was still in the abyss, I really wanted to give flowers to others, but I always wanted to give flowers to others. I can't do it. I think that I have become like this, and I have realized my wish."

Zhong Yu was stunned for a while, then took the flowers.

"You will always be with me," Qiu Qiu smiled, "I am not at a loss."

Holding the basin in one hand, Zhong Yu looked at the white clothes Qiu Qiu was wearing when he was interviewing at the magazine, and then at his black clothes, feeling both angry and funny for no reason.

It's like a fashion-forward wasteland-style wedding photo configuration.

"You are the only one who is smart." Zhong Yu scolded, thought about it and then laughed.

Screaming flowers flutter in the wind.

END