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Milan believes that Bamboo will like him, but to make Bamboo fall in love with him completely, the kind of love as a partner must be worked hard, so that Bamboo always thinks about himself, gets used to having himself around him, and slowly Induce until Bamboo is enlightened, and then go to the palace of marriage smoothly.

For this reason, he has specifically discussed this matter with Papa Mina.

——To be precise, it is not a "discussion", but a "notification".

"You want to marry Bamboo?" Mina was shocked.

When any teenage son stands in front of his father and says he likes his brother, Mina suspects something is wrong with his ears.

"If it's a real brother, I definitely won't have such an idea of ​​such a beastly behavior, but we are not related by blood, Dad, I can't do without Bamboo, really."

Moreover, he has feelings for Bamboo.

The feeling of that.

"You guys, when did you start?" Mina asked a bit difficultly.

Since when did Milan love Bamboo?

He has always loved Bamboo.

Therefore, it is better to say, since when did the thought of "love" come into being.

Milan's answer was quite thoughtful and well-organized: "From the moment I knew we were not related by blood, I felt a little different towards Bamboo. I didn't think about it before, but I simply didn't want Bamboo and me Alienation, I thought it was family affection, but in fact it should be my own desire for possession. Later, I had a few dreams, dreaming of body reactions..."

Physical reactions cannot be faked.

Milan shared a little secret with his father, a little ashamed.

But as long as he thinks that this is for the long-term future, Milan bite the bullet and say it.

"Dad, don't worry, I have no plan to tell Bamboo this now, he is still ignorant, I want to wait until he is older, or when he understands what he wants, before confessing."

……

——Now that Bamboo has not woken up, he is almost unable to support himself.

Milan thought weakly.

This was probably the most inappropriate thing he had ever done in his life.

"Bambu...I love you..."

The energy of the vision aid was also completely exhausted. After charging the energy once, Milan decisively gave up this behavior-he wanted to accumulate energy.

Now in his eyes, Bamboo is a pale color, which is why he dare not save any energy in the rescue cabin - the beautiful watermelon red means that Bamboo is healthy and alive, and being pale means that Bamboo is seriously ill , he had only seen it once before, and that time, he was so scared that his mental power almost went into a riot.

At that time, Bamboo had a high fever, and he used physical methods to cool down. Now Bamboo’s body temperature is low, and his heartbeat and breathing become extremely slow. The rescue cabin can only maintain basic life and physical fitness, but this also requires a lot of energy.

If the energy is completely exhausted and Bamboo hasn't woken up, Milan plans to do it himself, through spiritual power transmission, to maintain Bamboo's life and wake up the other party.

Bamboo lay in the rescue pod with Milan lying beside him.

After all, the rescue cabin can also isolate part of the radiation.

Bamboo looked from the angle of lying down, and he could clearly see the green stubble protruding from Milan's chin.

Milan's appearance has changed greatly - his face is blue and yellow, his cheeks are deeply sunken, the lines between his eyebrows are obvious, his Adam's apple is also very prominent, and the veins on his neck are also very conspicuous.

All physiological indicators are alarming. At this moment, the physical condition is very bad, weak, and overdrawn.Under normal conditions, in his state, he should have entered the medical cabin and the intensive care unit long ago and hung up three or five red alarm lights.

However, Bamboo still felt Milan's mental power, although it was weak to one percent of normal, it was still tenaciously transmitted to him.

He immediately adjusted his heartbeat and blood pressure.

And the weak Milan immediately felt: "Bambu! Bamboo, are you awake?!"

A trembling hand touched Banbu's cheek: "Banbu..."

"why?"

"...What?" Milan had difficulty speaking, and asked directly through his mental power.

"You didn't leave, you were dying."

"It's enough for you to live." Milan didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly grabbed Bamboo's collar, "Banbu, I love you."

"I know."

"Not only the love of brothers, but also the love of couples, the love of Mina's father and Drucker's father." Milan reluctantly said, "Bambu, I love you, although I only woke up a year ago, but before that , before I knew it, I loved you very much. I never said it, because I want to watch you grow up, I want you to be inseparable from me, I want us to be together for a long time, like fathers, get married, form Family. But now, I'm afraid that if I don't talk about it, I won't have a chance..."

"Milan loves me? Loves me like a couple? Milan wants to watch me grow up and form a family with me?" Bamboo looked at Milan's dream displayed by the dream survey machine, "Is this his subconscious wish?"

Although Bamboo was testing the fit on the bed and gave Milan a little guidance, if Milan's subconscious mind didn't allow it, he wouldn't have such a dream. Just notice it.

"Haha, yes! I told you that you are a couple! You have done everything you need to do except intercourse!" Hercules yelled.

Bamboo looked serious: "But Milan broke the promise."

"what?"

"He said that I am his brother. Even when he knew that we were not related by blood, he emphasized that." Bamboo said and called up the conversation record. The time was "a few months ago" and the location was "Pearl White Star". , the main content is "Milan discusses with him that he is also a brother without blood relationship", Bamboo finished playing it to Hercules, and said, "A brother is not the same as a partner."

"Being different doesn't hinder transformation, transformation, and besides, who will be in love with brothers?" Hercules called out, "If blood relationship involves incest|incest, you can't marry, but you don't have any! Both of them Adopt, adopt, what's the problem, problem?"

"Of course there are problems." Bamboo pondered, "Hercules, help me sort out my thoughts." A person's conception may have omissions, and speaking out is also the process of clarifying one's own thoughts.

"Okay, okay." Hercules changed into a clerk's blue-black uniform, put a quill, an ink bottle, and a long roll of parchment in front of him, put on pince-nez glasses and white curly hair, "Come on, come on Come on, just say it, just say it."

"When I woke up, I agreed to someone else's request to protect Milan. But the requester didn't have a clear and specific goal. I read the other person's brain information and searched for relevant laws and regulations to protect a person. In theory, it means reaching adulthood, or This was the original plan until the age of 14 was able to live independently and earn income through work. At that time, Milan was facing a devastating blow from thermal weapons, and there was no possibility of surviving alone. The first thing to guarantee was his life Afterwards, because of the lack of food, I fed him and conveniently selected him as the entry point to observe this civilized society, observing a person from birth to death, about 200 years.”

"According to the conditions you said, this is indeed the case, but what does it have to do with our current topic?"

"The observer is withdrawn, but the participant is integrated."

"Don't you and Milan blend in, Bamboo? In addition, you can imagine, Bamboo, that Milan finds you as a partner. Compared with him finding a partner who is similar to you, the situation of getting along is almost the same. So observe and participate Simultaneously, there is no contradiction, no contradiction.”

"However, there is a shortcoming. I can't observe and collect the coping styles of normal human partners. Most of my coping styles are based on statistics, and the other is based on tests and temptations that need to be observed." Bamb said, " I can't use myself as an object of observation from within this civilization. Something needs to be done."

"Bambu, I have another question." Hercules suddenly asked, "'Milan is facing a devastating blow from thermal weapons', what's going on?"

"War, hunt down. At first I thought it was the victor killing the loser. Later, I didn't find any relevant information on the star network, so I searched some confidential intelligence brains, and found Milan's real parents according to the clues—— —Milan is not a child born for the purpose of real reproduction, so I can safely and boldly observe his life as an ordinary person."

"Bambu, do you think Milan's current experience is the life of ordinary people?" Hercules expressed doubts.

"No." Bamboo admitted his mistake, "I miscalculated the possibility of small-probability events, and the possibility of superimposed occurrence of small-probability events. But based on the principle of non-interference, try to create a relatively stable environment for him." environment, but it has developed to the current state, did I spoil him?"

"You say this, as if you are distressed because of your children's rebellion, Dad, Dad." Heracles said, "Haven't you realized that you have actually interfered a lot? Without you, Milan would not have existed from the very beginning. Exist! You have already interfered in Milan's entire life, intervened, not simply observed, observed!"

"You're right. So I should downplay my influence." Bamboo thought for a while, "Is there any way to separate?"

"Separation? Bamboo, are you going to separate from Milan? Separation?"

"Separate in this way, and contact in another way." Bamboo also has no pressure to change clothes with one click. Unlike Hercules changing clothes, he even changes his DNA at the same time. Even though Milan is not an adult now, he is able to live independently, so it is good to leave early."

"Uh, how are you going to leave? Leave?"

"Let Bamboo die." Bamboo didn't hesitate.

Hercules turned pale with shock: "Milan won't be able to take the blow, the blow!"

"Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain." Bamboo replied decisively, "But since this situation is irreversible, I still need a comprehensive assessment." In view of Milan's "illness" and almost mental violence because of him, and in view of the frequent occurrence of small-probability events around him, He couldn't have predicted Milan's reaction when Bamboo died.

"You also said that you are just an observer who stays out of the matter. Is there anyone as objective and neutral as you?" Hercules asked without hesitation.

Bamboo said: "I will make a comprehensive statistical comparison of the data over the years, and then make a conclusion report."

He paused, and then said, "First read the dream of Milan."