Aliens, you are surrounded by me

Xiaoqing landed near its nest, and there seemed to be more shiny things in the nest than before, and the stars reflected the dim sky light.

Wu Moxi got off its back, but there was no sign of Dongying.

"What about people?"

As soon as he made a sound, someone jumped down from the tree, and the ground seemed to tremble.

Wu Moxi turned on the bright flashlight and placed it on the branch of the tree, then took things out of the pocket like Doraemon.

Xiaoqing "hissed" and threw herself on the flashlight, full of "like, like, like", which caused Wu Moxi a headache.

Blocked by its big head, the light dimmed, Wu Moxi raised his head slightly, and found that under such light, Dongying's expression looked softer than ever.

Wu Moxi pulled him under the tree, kicked away the messy leaves, and sat against the thick trunk.

Open the bag, take out a warm steamed bun and hand it to him.

"Eat slowly, I almost choked on Lu Hui just now."

Dongying took the steamed bun, looked at it over and over for a while, tore off a small piece and put it in his mouth, his mouth was full of sweet taste.

"Actually, you don't need to come here specially. I brought the nutrition capsule you gave me last time."

"That's not tasty." Wu Moxi answered it as a matter of course, and opened the milk bottle and brought it to his mouth.

Dong Ying froze for a moment, lowered his head and took a sip with his hand, Wu Moxi naturally took back the bottle, picked up another bottle containing purified water, opened it, and called Xiao Qing to come and drink.

Xiaoqing immediately gave up the flashlight on the branch, ran over with dragging wings, and happily drank water from his hand.

Without its cover, the surroundings instantly lit up, and Dongying chewed the steamed buns vigorously, feeling no different from animals again.

No... There is still a difference, what I drink is milk, but this big guy only deserves to drink water.

Xiaoqing drank all the water in one gulp, then rushed to the flashlight with joy and "liked it so much". Wu Moxi took out the vacuum-packed jam and tore it open, and continued to feed the aliens around him.

Break apart the other steamed bun, squeeze the jam in the middle and rub it evenly, and hand it over when Dongying finishes eating.

Dongying has been eating quietly, and doesn't seem to be in a high mood.

Wu Moxi stretched her neck and looked at him from the side.

"what happened to you?"

His eyes reflected the tiny flashlights, shining brightly, making Dongying feel uncomfortable and almost biting his tongue.

Dong Ying put down the steamed bun, hesitated for a few seconds, and said in a low voice, "I want to leave here."

Wu Moxi had long been prepared.

"Well, okay, can I help you?"

Winter Eagle was silent, he didn't know how he should leave here, let alone how to open the seal of the oracle, as long as the seal was still there, he couldn't do anything.

After a while, he shook his head: "I can't help."

The mood seemed even lower.

Wu Moxi sighed for a long time: "Hey, I'm really useless..."

Dongying was startled, and quickly explained: "No, that's not what it means, it has nothing to do with you!"

He turned half his body around, looking a little nervous, Wu Moxi laughed, couldn't help but stroked his hard hair, helped him remove a small piece of steamed bread crumbs from the corner of his mouth, and stuffed it into his mouth inside.

"Don't waste food."

The touch from his lips made Dongying's heart beat violently a few times, he nodded dryly, and turned his body back again.

Wu Moxi changed the subject: "What have you been doing all day?"

"Reading." Dong Ying pointed to the tree, and gave half of the food in his hand to Wu Moxi.

After eating a mouthful of steamed buns, the rich sweetness of jam exploded on the taste buds, spread along the base of the tongue to the base of the throat and ears, and then seemed to spread throughout the body, and suddenly it was not so depressing.

He stuck out his tongue and licked the jam left on the corner of his lips, and he firmly remembered Wu Moxi's words: Don't waste food.

Wu Moxi ate with him with a smile: "Is it delicious? Sweets make people feel better, don't they?"

Dongying replied honestly: "Yes, I am much better, thank you!"

Wu Moxi handed the milk to him, and wanted to climb up the tree to get the book, but was stopped by Dongying.

"What?"

"Read with you for a while, isn't it boring to be alone?"

Dongying moved his lips, wanting to say "I'm used to it", but the words turned into "Okay" on the edge of his mouth, and then raised his hand, and easily took the book on the branch into his hand.

Wu Moxi: "..."

Feel the full malice brought by the height difference.

Wu Moxi couldn't stand Xiaoqing's noise: "Xiaoqing, you're so loud, take the flashlight and go play somewhere else!"

Xiaoqing immediately flew away excitedly holding the bright flashlight that was still on. Not long after, they saw the beam of light rolling from the sky and falling into the dark forest, and then Xiaoqing wailed, probably I slipped my foot and dropped the light.

Wu Moxi smiled and muttered "little idiot", and when she turned her head, she saw Dong Ying looking at him with unsympathetic eyes.

Dongying couldn't hear Xiaoqing's inner voice, so he handed the book to Wu Moxi inexplicably: "Very noisy?"

"Children get their favorite new toy, and they are so happy." Wu Moxi rubbed his forehead, glanced at the cover of the book through the sparse starlight, couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

"It's not too late to start saving yourself! "

Feel the rhythm that the science of success will rule the universe sooner or later.

Wu Moxi conjured another pocket light stick from his trouser pocket as if by magic. It was only the size of a finger, but it was brighter than an incandescent lamp. It was a one-time use, and a light stick could last for two hours.

"Surviving in the wild, how can we survive without a backup light source?" He winked at Dongying triumphantly.

The light stick was thrown on the ground not far away, and the surrounding area of ​​a few square meters was shrouded in cold white light. Wu Moxi sat on the ground with her legs curled up, with the book gently resting on her lap, with a calm and peaceful expression on her face. Cozy.

He treasures every novel experience.

The cold light diffused by the light stick made Wu Moxi's hair black and his cheeks were as white as snow deposited on the highest peak of the main star for thousands of years. He lowered his head slightly, and his long eyelashes cast two thick lines at the end of his eyes. The silhouette is gentle and demure, like an expensive sculpture that has been carefully carved.

Wu Moxi patted the ground beside her: "Come and sit, let's watch together."

Dong Ying walked over and sat beside him, watching with him.

……

He couldn't look into it at all, the slender and delicate hand resting on the side of the page filled his entire vision.

The grass blades on the ground were a little panicked, Wu Moxi moved her body and touched his arm with her elbow: "Hey, which page did you see?"

"what?"

"Book, which page do you see? Follow yours."

Dongying was in a daze for a moment, stretched out his hand, and turned the book to the page he had read earlier, afraid that he might not be able to see the small print on the page number, Wu Moxi moved closer to him.

Dongying's body suddenly became hot, and he began to hate the bright lights at this moment, he guessed that his face must be very strange.

"'Persistence is the first step towards success', um, well said!"

"'When times are tough, if you don't wait patiently to succeed, you can only spend the rest of your life facing failure', yes, the truth!"

"'A child who doesn't have an umbrella learns to run'..."

Dongying interjected: "I like this one the most."

He spoke so seriously that Wu Moxi was ashamed to admit that he viewed these things with a critical attitude.

He wanted to express a little bit of his own point of view, but if he thought about it, he would forget it. Wouldn't it be great if these could calm his depression for a while?

I suddenly realized that chicken soup may be a real treasure for people in certain situations, and I should take off my colored glasses.

Wu Moxi's attitude suddenly became serious, and she pushed the book in front of Dongying, and while reading it with him, explained the words he didn't understand in common terms.

Time passed quickly, the light stick gradually dimmed, and the mountain wind at night was a bit cool, Wu Moxi sneezed.

"Cold?"

Dong Ying wanted to take off her clothes, but Wu Moxi hurriedly stopped her: "I brought a blanket, you can look for it over there."

A big blanket was covered on Wu Moxi's body, and Dongying sat back beside him.

Wu Moxi put down the book, pulled up a corner of the blanket, and wrapped him in it.

The lights were completely extinguished, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness. Neither of the two people spoke, only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.

At the foot of the mountain, the residential area of ​​the homeland was still lit with fire.

The power stones are precious, and they are used to using torches for lighting. Those fires are like a few embers left after the wasteland was burned, swaying alone.

Dongying turned his head and saw the glints reflected in Wu Moxi's eyes, and couldn't help clearing his throat: "You'd better go back, it's cold in the mountains..."

Wu Moxi shrank to his side and touched his body: "It's quite cold, so let's do it this way, the two of you will be much warmer."

"No, don't catch a cold."

"How about you go back with me?"

The right side of his body was hot, and Dong Ying almost surrendered, but the last line of defense in his heart made him shake his head resolutely: "No."

The more he was like this, Wu Moxi's soul of gossip burned more vigorously. He took advantage of his overwhelming parental status to ask directly: "I heard from Mu Fei that you have a problem with the Leijing Group, tell me about it." ?”

Dongying pursed his lower lips, his voice became stiff: "There is nothing to say."

He vaguely saw Wu Moxi pouted, as if dissatisfied, and quickly looked away.

Why can't the people on earth just remember, and can't just pout at people?

Resisting the urge to escape, his heart was in a mess, but within a few minutes, the soft hair brushed by his ears and fell to his shoulders.

It was warm under the blanket, and Wu Moxi quickly fell asleep leaning on his strong arms, breathing evenly.

Dongying stared at him for a while to make sure he was asleep, and leaned his nose up to smell the fresh scent on his face and hairline, and sat like that all night.

Early the next morning, when Wu Moxi woke up in the quiet woods, his head was still resting on Dongying's deliberately lowered shoulder, as if he hadn't slept all night.

Wu Moxi stretched and yawned again.

Suddenly, he felt as if something was stuck on his face, and he stretched out his hand to wipe it off, and it was a little sticky.

A little quick-drying, pink jam.

"I actually ate jam on my face..."

He smiled at Dongying in embarrassment, then poured out purified water to carefully wash off the jam on his face, so he didn't see Dongying's instantly flushed face.

Picking up a leaf casually and blowing it, it took a long time for Xiaoqing to stumble and fly over from a distance.

Before it landed, Wu Moxi felt that its mood was not too high, and when he got a closer look, he was a little surprised.

"Xiaoqing, are you... fighting with someone?"

Several pieces of fluff on Xiaoqing's back were bald, tiny openings were scraped out of the tulle-like wings, and the marks on the slender tail were not substantial damage, but seemed to be grabbed by something.

It grievously leaned against Wu Moxi's side, and immediately, he saw the picture Xiaoqing presented to him.

It was actually beaten by a large group of monkeys...?

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, not to mention that Xiaoqing doesn't even have hands.

"Hey, where did you get this injury?"

Xiaoqing turned her head to a strange angle and pointed in one direction.

If I remember correctly, that should be the direction where its flashlight fell yesterday.

Wu Moxi thought about it for a while. He didn't know the exact number of the monkey army, so it would be too rash to do it.

He patted Xiao Qing's head reassuringly: "How about it, Captain Mu Fei and I will go over there next time, maybe we can avenge you."

"Whoa, whoa—"

Wu Moxi's head was full of black lines.

Good guy, I was really wronged, and cried out the sound of a water monster.

"Wait, I will avenge you sooner or later."

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