star watcher

"How does it feel?" Constantly, rhythmically.

"……like."

"Then... what about now?" Change your posture and continue to move.

"Itchy... Numb..."

"Again?"

"it is good."

In the empty classroom, two teenagers were sitting side by side, holding hands. Their bodies occasionally trembled undetectably. They did not open their mouths to speak, and communicated through mental power.

——After the kiss, Bamboo finally remembered to practice with Milan.

Well, by the way, he highlighted a warning of "a beauty is a disaster" to himself.No wonder human beings would give up everything for a move, a word, or even a smile of their lover. Bamboo now has a little understanding. Just now he kissed Milan inextricably. His brain crashed and almost forgot his original purpose.

"Spiritual integration?"

"Yes, we can perceive each other after our mental power is bound, just like building a two-way channel of spiritual power in our brain. At present, the entrance of our channel is wide open and very unstable. It needs to be adjusted to make the size of the entrance and exit a reasonable one. Tune. Now the mental power is the highest threshold, that is, the most sensitive level. In this case, any small emotions of the partner will be perceived and amplified. This few steps will help protect your body, and will also cause the other party to make a fuss, so We need to debug and run in. After we are proficient, we can adjust the threshold freely, and we won’t be so easily stimulated like now.” Bamboo explained, “We need to build the entrance and exit as soon as possible, and we can only debug it together.”

"You have also studied this? How?"

"Stimulate each other until they are familiar."

Milan quickly came up with a metaphor: "It's like a thorn pierced into the flesh. At first it hurts to touch it lightly, but after a long time, it doesn't hurt. Once it takes root, I get used to it and don't feel pain. gone?"

"It's almost like this." Bamboo thought for a while and corrected, "But it's not a thorn. After the spiritual power is bound, it will slowly fuse until it merges into one. If there is no accident, we are..." He quickly counted, "...will not separate for at least 15 billion years in modern dating methods."

"15 billion years, that's pretty good." Milan commented.For him, "15 billion years" is equivalent to "forever", and he doesn't think that Bamboo's words are really statistically calculated.

"As long as you like." Bamboo replied, "It can be longer."

"Of course I do."

"Then let's run in and get familiar with each other, so we can adjust it." Bamboo thought of a metaphor, "It's like you can't open and close the door of other people's house at will, but when the other person becomes your own and you have the key, you can open and close the door at will. In and out."

"it is good."

They concentrated their minds, and their spiritual power was originally entwined with each other, but after mutual practice, they melted into each other's spiritual power world.This process sounds difficult. After all, the world of spiritual power is very fragile, and it is also a personal domain. On the one hand, as long as you don’t pay attention, it will trigger the mental power to counterattack on its own. Totally dangerous.

However, it was not difficult for the two of them to find out as soon as they got started. Milan had almost no defense against Bamboo, and Bamboo and Milan got along very happily, except that he had too much mental power and had to hide most of it.

The first practice ended with a slightly embarrassing exclamation from Milan. Since both parties experienced the double stimulation from themselves and from the other party at the same time, this was more direct than acting on the body, and the nervous system was established. A good conditioned reflex, leading to some physiological changes quietly, especially local changes such as a certain part...

Milan took the initiative to interrupt the practice: "Bambu, we need to calm down for a while."

Bamboo licked his lips and muttered reluctantly: "Well, this is a public place."

Although his words sounded very illogical and confusing, it was obvious that Milan understood and changed the subject in time: "Bamboo, be good. Do you think of something else besides me?"

"...Okay. I'm going to study the law of physiological changes stimulated by mental power." Bamboo tried to analyze the principle, and seriously considered ways to avoid age and occasion.

And Milan, amidst the tension and joy, vaguely felt that he seemed to have forgotten something...

"Milan, where did you go last class?" Seeing Milan and Bamboo who had disappeared for a whole class, some students couldn't help asking.

Milan walked into the cafeteria as if nothing had happened, took Bamboo to sit down, and silently pasted a highlighted warning in his heart, "Beautiful beauty is a disaster", and smiled: "Suddenly there is something else, I dealt with it with Bamboo." After finishing speaking , took the optical brain menu, and "seriously" chose lunch.

Yes, what he forgot was class.

Today plus yesterday, Milan was so excited by Bamboo's various truth-tellings that he unconsciously forgot about going to class.

Some of them are stimulated by the binding of mental power, but more are stimulated by contrast.

The contrast between dreams and real time, the contrast between despair and hope, the contrast between secret love and open love... Most importantly, he never thought that once Bamboo established a relationship with him, his possessiveness would be so strong!Including wanting to continue to have a relationship with him, including confessing to Mina, including being jealous.Compared with Bamboo, who was indifferent and didn't care about anything before, there was a huge contrast.

It was unexpected, yet reasonable. Thinking about it... quite touching.

Besides, in the dream, when he was an adult, he had a pretty good figure, and it seemed that Bamboo was very satisfied; when he woke up, Bamboo also liked and was interested in his fourteen or fifteen-year-old body that was not fully developed. What a relief.He firmly believes that he will grow into the figure in his dream in the future, and he also believes that Bamboo likes him not just because of his figure.

Milan is very clear that it is difficult for him to refuse Bamboo's request. He loves Bamboo and wants to offer the best to Bamboo, just like in his dream, he sacrificed himself.Maybe he subconsciously prefers the accepting side, or maybe he thinks that Bamboo is happy, but he climbed to the top several times in a daze, and it can't be said that he didn't enjoy the pain during the whole process.In short, their position is not a problem, Bamboo is still his Bamboo, and they are all happy, that's enough.

Then again, Milan really can't imagine anyone who knows Bamboo better than himself, and who treats Bamboo as well as he does.He felt that he was still outstanding among his peers, and it was only natural that he should be paired with Bamboo.

As for skipping class... Such behavior actually appeared on me who is always good-behaved. Milan sweated a little, and immediately decided to apologize to the teacher, and just find a reasonable reason. For example, yesterday they had "something at home" Reason, I asked for a day off.

"I'm sorry, I delayed a class due to personal matters and disrupted the order of the class. Bamboo and I will make up for the missing notes and finish the homework carefully... Yes, I am very sorry to miss such a wonderful class...Okay, I will definitely ask for leave in advance next time...thank you..."

Students show respect to teachers, and teachers are polite to students.If the student's academic performance and ideological quality are not bad, it will be easier for the teacher to get along with him.

Milan took Bamboo out of the teacher's office without much effort—this time Bamboo didn't come forward, because Milan had told him: "Let me decide what to say."

Bamboo nodded obediently.

Although Bamboo doesn't mind, and Milan also wants to announce the relationship between the two, they have no plans to do it in a high-profile way, and publicize it.The love between them is not for showing off to others, but for each other.

Especially-after Bamboo clearly expressed his pity for "public occasions", Milan changed his mind slightly.

He doesn't want to be a kissing fish every day, being held down and kissed by Bamboo anytime and anywhere.

In contrast, he prefers to hold Bamboo down and kiss him fiercely in his room.

And the room has a bed...

It's a pity that he couldn't cross that line with Bamboo, he almost couldn't control himself.

what can we do about it?Try not to enter the way?It's normal for adolescent boys to use their hands, as long as they control the number of times... No, he almost couldn't control it last night. He wasn't sure that Bamboo and himself, who had tasted the sweetness, could control it. Although Bamboo's talent value is not as high as his, But he couldn't bear to let Bamboo get hurt a little bit.

Milan was thinking wildly about climbing the stairs, when he suddenly heard an exclamation above his head!

"Milan—"

Looking up, covered in shadows, a student fell from the railing of the stairs!

--so close.

No matter how distracted Milan is, it is due to the reflexes and actual combat level of a talented person, especially the latter. Although it is a dream, everything in that dream is real. Milan is currently only due to age, and his physical development cannot keep up.

The reflexes of the fight between life and death were very fast. Milan jumped back extremely quickly, pulled Bamboo away with one hand, and put his arms around the student's waist with the other, and caught him in midair.

Taking a step back and letting go, the student who accidentally fell was half-sitting leaning against the wall, his face pale with fright, he looked up at his savior trembling, and saw Milan turning on his optical brain to announce his location: "... yes Yes, please hurry up, thank you very much." After finishing speaking, he put away the optical brain and said hello: "Mark, don't move, the school doctor will be here soon."

In the case of not knowing whether the opponent has internal or external injuries, it is better to stay in place to be on the safe side.

The transfer student Mark looked at him a little silly: "I'm safe...Milan?"

"Yes, it's me, you're safe." Milan nodded.

Before Mark could say something thankful, he heard cheers and applause from upstairs and downstairs, and a girl ran down with open arms: "Oh, God, Milan is so cool!" She was so excited that she wanted to hug her.

Milan also dodged quickly and said, "Thank you for the compliment." Although his coordination is still a bit poor, picking someone up in mid-air is really nothing to him.But if you hug others and get jealous by Bamboo, you have to "do something".

He couldn't bear Bamboo to be jealous of him.

"Milan, you saved my life." Mark regained his strength and smiled, "Thank you for saving me. Can I treat you to a meal when I have time?"

Milan waved his hand and was about to refuse, but Bamboo spoke first: "Okay."

Milan looked at Bamboo in surprise.

Banbu, who has been silently working on the scenery board, looked back with a paralyzed face.

Since Bamboo expressed his opinion, there must be a reason for it, so Milan smiled and said, "If you mind if I take Bamboo with me..." He has always paid attention to addressing, and he never called Bamboo a brother when he went to school here. Name, in order to avoid other people's association of their blood relationship.

"Of course not, of course not." Mark shook his head again and again.

"Okay." Seeing the school doctor rushing in, Milan didn't care, and broke through the crowd who asked to take a group photo and sign. At least dozens of pairs of eyes were staring at the thrilling scene just now, seeing things that can only happen with the Star Network and the Optical Brain appearing around him. It would be strange not to scream and rush over.

Milan immediately found an excuse to slip away, and he had to ask Bamboo why he was suddenly interested in the transfer student.