star watcher

Bamboo always told the truth.

After the frenzy last night, he realized why there are hundreds of millions of small movies on the star network, which are constantly being updated, updated, and updated every day.For some of the films named "classics", the click-through rate and download rate are still increasing, increasing, and increasing.

Moreover, when he was doing this exercise with Milan in his arms, his mental strength, which had always been as calm as water, unexpectedly had a wonderful shock wave, resonating harmoniously.

What a joy.He couldn't have imagined it at all if he hadn't tried it.

It seems that my choice that exceeded the calculation in an instant was very correct.

He had already made a choice when he knocked Iben Shu unconscious.

In short, emotion trumped reason.

Just like when he went to poke the red ball of light on Milan's chest, before he could react, his claws turned into human hands.The moment he didn't hesitate to put the bowl on the back of Ibenshu's head was a conditioned reflex.

Admit it, he can't bear Milan.

Admit it, he can't forget Milan.

Admit it, he wants to keep the human cub Milan for himself.

After more than ten years, it is worthwhile to see clearly what you want.

This period of time is nothing to Bamboo, but to human beings, it is nearly one-tenth of life.

What is even more surprising is that the other party has been waiting for you.

Unexpectedly, after being an observer for so long, he would make an exception here.

——Let’s make an exception, let’s make an exception, the big deal is assimilation.The average human life expectancy is two hundred years old. Now, he should follow his heart and do what he likes.

So Bamboo is back and planning to stay for a long time.

While Milan was recovering his strength, he went to the dormant cabin to update the database on the Starnet.

"You like it?"...Eat me?

Even though he knew that he had to play a straight ball against Bamboo, Milan himself was a little embarrassed to be so straightforward.

However, the effect of hitting a straight ball is very significant. Bamboo nodded and simply admitted: "I like it very much."... eat you.

"Bambu, let's be together." Milan said, "You can control the transformation, and we will find a way to survive in human society; if you can't control it, we will go to live in seclusion on a desolate planet that no one else can find. Separated."

"Even if we go to the Meat Lizard World?"

Milan gritted his teeth: "Even if you take me to the meat lizard world, it's fine." He paused, "No matter where you go, no matter what form, no matter what happens in the future, as long as there is you. I only want you."

"Milan, Milan..." Bamboo hugged Milan actively, rubbing his head against the other's shoulder, and muttered, "I love you."

He has long known that Milan likes him, and has known that Milan loves him, but he has never given any response and avoided seeing him.And Milan, after many years, persevered, even when they met in an unexpected place, Milan could still recognize him and recognize him...

He is not as persistent and real as a human cub?

Love, just say it.

——His face was twisted hard in front of Milan: "Bambu, what did you say? Say it again!" Milan's voice trembled.

"I love you," Bamboo repeated.

"Lover's love?" Milan asked for confirmation.

"Yes." Bamboo confirmed.

"Isn't it the love of relatives?"

"No."

"Not brotherly love?"

"The word 'brother' is included in the meaning of the word 'relative'. In short, brother is a subset of relatives. Since it is not the love of relatives, it is not the love of brothers, and we have no blood relationship. Relationship..." Bamboo reminded, but halfway through the reminder, he was forced to swallow it in his stomach.

Milan obviously felt that what he said was too wordy or too sentimental, so he was very impatient, and directly blocked his mouth with his mouth.

So Bamboo happily exchanged oral flora with Milan again, which was really comfortable and could arouse his excitement.

Now that his emotions are up, this human cub has already been eaten by him, how about... eat it again?

Bamboo thought so, and reached down.

However, just as he reached out secretly, his wrist was grabbed.

Milan smiled: "Now, can we talk?"

"Ah? What?"

"Talk about your body, talk about your departure. After talking, let's continue." Milan licked his lips and smiled.

Bamboo searched in the database. After he made up his mind to come back with Milan, he restarted the human society folder, especially highlighting Milan's personal folder with a red star: "...you said, what happened to me You can not interfere, as long as I protect myself from harm." The quotation comes from what Milan said to Bamboo when he was in the gray star field, and the general idea is this.

"But you ate me, you have to be responsible for me. At least let me know how big the risk will be in the future."

"If the risk is too high, you will leave me?"

"I want to be ready to face side by side with you. Whether you live in seclusion or flee."

"Well... well, let me tell you first, we don't need to run away, and it doesn't matter if we live in seclusion or not." Bamboo said, "When I was eaten, the other party didn't actually eat me. What you saw was an illusion."

"The corpse is real."

"The dead body is the tail. Gecko, you have seen it before, it will break its tail to escape. So will the meat lizard... Maybe you have seen it too?"

"Yes, I've seen it a few times...and then?"

"Then I got bitten and all of a sudden scales came out and I wasn't human. They took me back and I burned for a few weeks and woke up like you saw," Bamboo said. "I guess It was because my genetic changes were unstable, combined with their venom, and finally there were changes that I didn’t even know about. That’s it.”

"Can you control it freely?"

"Absolutely no problem." Bamboo assured that he had the final say on how to arrange the DNA.

"You won't leave, will you?"

"No—Milan," Bamboo rarely showed a serious expression, "For the last time, you have to think about it, and really want to be with me?"

Milan snorted through his nose: "Of course, I've said it before, even if you're a meat lizard, I don't care, and besides—you won't be responsible if you eat me?"

Bamboo was stunned for a moment: "Of course I have to be responsible after eating, you want me to be responsible?"

"No—that's right! I want you to be responsible!" Milan went all out, and raised his hand to enter the application into the light brain, "Being a partner legally and legally!" Empty on the wrist, "By the way, my light brain was killed by a meat lizard. Confiscated—fortunately, I have a spare."

He got up from Bamboo and went to get a spare optical brain from the display shelf: "At least in human society, we apply for marriage in reality!" He completely forgot the fact that Bamboo had been canceled for more than ten years.

"Huh? Marriage?" Bamboo was stunned.

Never seen Milan so impatient to do something.

"you sure?"

Milan has already exploded his hand speed. He input his unique serial number into the blank spare optical computer to activate, and replied without looking up: "I have been waiting for more than ten years, and I don't want to wait for a second."

"You mean, applying for marriage in reality?" Bamboo's voice sounded a bit strange.

"You don't agree?"

"No, no, in reality..."

The phantom formed by Milan's fingers disappeared: "Bambu, what's your problem?"

"The steps are wrong, I haven't proposed yet."

"Don't care about that detail, I just asked, and you agreed."

"No!" Bamboo's voice suddenly became louder, "There must be a ceremony. Milan, promise me!"

He took a step forward and grabbed Milan: "Let's change places." He snapped his fingers,

The scene around him was distorted, Bamboo let go of his hand and took a step back, Milan raised his head in astonishment——

Blue sky and white clouds, green grass, gentle breeze, and blooming flowers.

The sky is fluttering, and rose petals are falling endlessly.Not far away, a group of white pigeons flapped their wings and flew up.In front of him, Bamboo was dressed in a black tuxedo, knelt on one knee, and held up a small wine-red velvet box with the lid open. Inside was a ring, and a diamond as big as a pigeon's egg was blinding.

"Mr. Milan, you are willing to accept my marriage proposal. In the future, we will be the only companions bound together. We will accompany each other, support each other, and take care of each other, regardless of poverty or wealth, regardless of disease or health, regardless of name, gender or race, No matter what kind of life form, no matter what happens, including but not limited to any small probability events and accidents, are you willing to spend with me until the end of our common life?"

This kind of formation, to be honest, Milan has seen it before.

But I've seen it before, no one dares to treat him like this, the only person he intends to treat like this is now kneeling under his nose and waiting for an answer.

Milan couldn't care less about wondering why the scene changed so quickly and something was so wrong, he looked at the extremely serious Bamboo in front of him, and couldn't help laughing: "This... what kind of marriage proposal is this?"

"Say you are willing." Bamboo stared at Milan.

"Okay, I am willing." Milan took the ring.

At the same time, his mental strength suddenly trembled, as if something had left him, but he didn't feel any melancholy or loss, but was very... elated?

Bamboo stood up, more serious: "Now it's your turn. Exactly the same, say it again."

"What does it mean?"

"Isn't the marriage proposal mutual? We are all men, and of course we are all the ones who propose. Quick, say it again."

Bamboo was stunned again.Milan looked at the half-kneeling man and spoiled his younger brother. He just found it interesting: "Okay, I propose, but I don't have a ring, what should I do?"

"This is for you." Bamboo said, and took out another wine-red velvet ring box from his pocket and handed it over, "Do you want to listen to my original words again?"

"No, no, no—" Milan also knelt down, "Mr. Bamboo Green, you are willing to accept my marriage proposal, and we will be the only companions bound in the days to come... No matter what happens, you are willing to share with me Through, till the end of our life together?" Repeating what Bamboo had just said.

"You missed 'including but not limited to any small probability events and accidents'." Bamboo muttered.

"Well, no matter what happens, including but not limited to any small probability events and accidents, are you willing to spend the rest of your life with me?" Milan smiled, opened the ring box, and presented it.

"I do." Bamboo took the ring.

At the moment when Bamboo's voice fell, Milan felt that his mental strength trembled again, as if there was something extra, invisible and intangible.

"We can kiss now."

"Yes……"

Before Milan could answer, Bamboo had already moved his mouth.

This time it's not an oral flora exchange, it's a kiss.

A tender, tender kiss full of sweet love.

After the kiss was over, both of their lips were wet, their eyes were bright, and their hearts suddenly settled down.

"—Um, I have another question." Bamboo swallowed, "We're done now, right?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

"It's okay to get married, but in reality, we haven't reached the legal marriage age yet, what should we do?"

"Not here? How is it possible?" Milan smiled, "I'm over 30 years old, no matter how you change, you must be 30 years old, right?"

"Really. I'm not yet an adult, look—" Bamboo suddenly shrank in front of him, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a fourteen or fifteen-year-old with a paralyzed face, "I want to get married in reality, remember what you said! "

"You..." Milan looked down at himself—huh?His vision lowered, his hands and feet shrank, and he looked like he was fourteen or fifteen years old!

He raised his head before he could say anything, as if the power was cut off, the screen went black,

So Milan was awakened abruptly.