Do androids dream of the sun?

Maybe it was because of the other person's face, or maybe it was because of the familiarity the other person gave him, like a ghost, Zhong Ziyang decided to be a good man to the end, and against Nia's objection, he insisted on taking this man home.

Zhong Ziyang's home is located in District A, only a 10-minute drive from Bocis headquarters. It is a high-end apartment next to Universal Building, and a duplex with a helipad on the top floor. Every square meter exudes the breath of money.

Today, Zhong Ziyang rejoiced more than once that he bought a penthouse apartment, so he didn't have to carry a guy who was nearly 1.9 meters tall to take the elevator.He supported the man's body and moved to the balcony door with difficulty.The glass door opened automatically, and Nia's voice came from inside the house: "Welcome home, Ziyang."

"Thanks, Nia."

"The water temperature in the bathroom has been adjusted and is ready for use at any time." Although Nia just raised objections to Zhong Ziyang's approach, she is still a very dedicated housekeeper. "Do you need to prepare an extra dinner for the guests?"

"Be the same as me, please."

"Ok."

Zhong Ziyang staggered and pulled the tall man into the bathroom, and was almost thrown into the huge round bathtub like an onion. After finally stuffing him in, Zhong Ziyang was almost exhausted.

He felt that he was just a little closer to dying on the spot.

The tossing along the way had no effect on the man, he was still in a coma, with his head hanging weakly, leaning against the bathtub wall motionless.Zhong Ziyang sat beside him to rest, and looked at each other carefully by the bright light in the bathroom.

It was only then that Zhong Ziyang realized that the man was of mixed race, his appearance was better than the glimpse in the alley, his facial features were as three-dimensional as carved by a knife, like a perfect work of art.

Wonder what color his eyes will be?Too bad it was too dark to see.Zhong Ziyang smacked his lips, feeling that he had had enough rest, he stood up again, and reached out to untie the man's hoodie.

He needed a hot shower for his dusty guest.

The man was dressed very thinly, with only a single piece of clothing under the hoodie. I really don't know how he survived the cold wind outside.Zhong Ziyang frowned, and carefully took off his clothes for him and threw them into the laundry basket. When he turned around, he saw the solid six-pack abs and the mermaid lines that made him dreamy.

It really looks thin when dressed, and fleshy when undressed.Zhong Ziyang thought blankly, stared at it for a long time, then secretly lifted up his clothes to take a look, there was not even a trace of muscle on his white stomach.He sighed, and thought about it again. For a person like himself who eats every day when he wakes up, sits for twelve hours after eating, and regards exercise as nothing, it is God's grace that he has not grown a belly yet.

Zhong Ziyang helped the man take off his jeans, and the sudden crisp sound broke the silence of the room.He lowered his head, and an iron box less than the size of a palm was quietly lying on the bathtub tiles. Its appearance was unremarkable, and a large piece of paint was worn off the lid. When it was shaken lightly, balls would roll inside and make tiny collisions. Voice.

He had no intention of prying into other people's secrets, so he put the iron box by the sink, and turned to look at the man.The other party's skin was almost sickly pale, but their bodies were very well-proportioned, their legs were long and straight, and they had all the muscles they should have.Zhong Ziyang boldly touched it quietly, and it really felt really good.

At this point, Zhong Ziyang felt a little embarrassed, and in the end he didn't dare to tear off the last piece of fabric from the opponent's body.He stood up and patted his sore arms, took off the shower on the wall, adjusted to the hot water mode, and turned on the switch.

As a result, when he turned around, he happened to bump into a pair of dark pupils, looking at him calmly, Zhong Ziyang was so frightened that he let go immediately, the shower fell to the ground with a bang, and the suddenly rising water column drenched him into a thoroughly soaked chicken .

At this moment, Zhong Ziyang's first reaction was—his eyes were actually black.

"It's too cold outside, so I guess you want to take a shower first, and take off your clothes without permission. I'm sorry." Zhong Ziyang recovered quickly and explained, picking up the shower head that was still gushing water column from the ground, Pass it to the other party, "Since you are awake, you can do it yourself. The water temperature has been adjusted. If necessary, you can press this button on the wall."

Zhong Ziyang stroked all the wet hair on top of his head, and raised his legs to step out of the bathtub, but the man suddenly grabbed his wrist, and his eyes fell on his soaked clothes.Zhong Ziyang understood what he meant, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'll wash it later."

The other party did not move, and his attitude was unquestionable.It was hard for Zhong Ziyang to refute, not to mention that after such a stop, he really felt quite cold, so he simply raised his hand and unbuttoned his shirt.He secretly looked into the bathtub halfway, and found that the man had already stripped off his clothes, his face was calm, and he didn't care about his gaze at all.

No matter what, Zhong Ziyang never expected that one day he would have a candid confrontation in the same bathtub with a man whose name he did not know for less than three hours.This inexplicable development is like the beginning of some unhealthy plot.

The bathroom was so quiet that only the sound of tumbling water could be heard.Zhong Ziyang was a little uncomfortable, and glanced at the man through the curling water mist, then lowered his head and splashed water on himself, then glanced again, repeated many times, and finally happened to meet the man's line of sight, and the atmosphere was suddenly very awkward.

Zhong Ziyang had a flash of inspiration and said, "Then what... shall I wash your hair for you?"

With the approval of the other party, Zhong Ziyang really started to wash his hair, and successfully added another unexpected event.

He obviously has never done this kind of thing for others, but his movements are more skilled than he imagined, and he still has time to think about the dialogue with the man: "By the way, my name is Zhong Ziyang, Zizi of the child, Yang of the sun, how about you? "

The man opened his eyes, and finally said the first words since meeting: "Xiao Le."

"Happy joy?"

Xiao Le stopped talking and nodded slightly.

He has a cold personality and is serious about his words and smiles, but there is a "le" in his name.Zhong Ziyang suddenly felt that this huge contrast was a bit cute, and commented: "It's pretty good."

He washed the foam off Xiao Le's head, put down the shower, and almost bumped into Xiao Le's chest when he turned around, his white muscles covered with water droplets.Zhong Ziyang was a little dazed, looked down, Xiao Le was pouring shampoo into the palm of his hand.Judging by the posture, it is necessary to reciprocate with him.

Zhong Ziyang was taken aback for a moment, but couldn't hold back a chuckle.Xiao Le looked at him with his hands full of foam, with some doubts in his eyes.

"It's all right, come on." Zhong Ziyang sat down in front of Xiao Le, and immediately after, a pair of slender hands ran through his hair with soft foam.

He really picked up an interesting guy, Zhong Ziyang thought.

When the two came out of the bathroom, there were already dry bathrobes outside.Nia knew that Zhong Ziyang was afraid of the cold, so the heater in the living room was fully turned on, and the floor heating was already hot, so the house was warm everywhere.

Zhong Ziyang brought Xiao Le to the dinner table and sat down.Knives, forks and napkins were neatly placed on both sides of the table, and there was a golden envelope in front of where Zhong Ziyang usually sat.

He opened it and took out an exquisite invitation card. Without looking carefully, he could guess that it was an invitation letter from Lance, about the masquerade party that will be held in half a month.Nowadays, paper letters are expensive and rare, and only people like Lance dare to choose to send invitations in this way.

Zhong Ziyang took a few glances, then threw the invitation card and envelope aside casually, and looked at Xiao Le: "Are you hungry?"

Xiao Le nodded.

Zhong Ziyang fumbled around in the small drawer under the dining table, took out two fruit jellybeans, and pushed one of the peach-flavored ones to Xiao Le: "Stop your stomach first."

A candy won't do much at all, but Xiao Le didn't refute it, took it seriously and ate it, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Zhong Ziyang pushed the candy to the side of his mouth with a smile, his cheeks puffed up, like a little hamster in a good mood.He then asked some other questions. Xiao Le seldom talked, and most of the time he was silent like gold. Zhong Ziyang didn't feel offended, and he thought he was performing stand-up comedy, and he was quite happy talking.

The tempting smell of meat gradually wafted from the kitchen, making people salivate, and the two looked in at the same time.

Zhong Ziyang said: "You have a good taste for steak tonight."

Xiao Le withdrew his gaze: "Okay."

"Do you like black pepper juice or red wine juice?" Zhong Ziyang subconsciously came up with the answer, "I guess, red wine?"

Xiao Le said, "Yes."

"Nia, prepare an extra red wine juice, thank you."

"Okay." After 2 minutes, Nia spoke again, "Ziyang, dinner is ready."

As soon as she finished speaking, the mechanical arm embedded in the ceiling started to move, and two silver trays were brought out from the kitchen, placed firmly in front of the two of them, and picked up the lids.The steaming thick steak is lying on the iron plate, and the crisp sizzling sound of the juice flowing down from the meat makes the index finger move.Niya said politely: "Please use it slowly."

Zhong Ziyang cut off a large piece of juicy beef, stuffed his mouth full, and sighed contentedly: "Delicious! Xiao Le, does it suit your taste?"

"Ah."

"That's good."

In fact, Zhong Ziyang seldom eats such extravagant food.Due to natural disasters, not only meat, but also some vegetables have become rare items at present, and most of them require a lot of manual care to survive successfully.The quantity is always limited, and the price is relatively expensive, and some even only rich people in District A can afford.Although Zhong Ziyang can be regarded as one of them, he only eats once in a while.

He glanced up at the opposite side in the gap between the meat cuts.Xiao Le ate very fast, he looked really hungry, but the posture of holding the knife and fork was very elegant - no matter what, he didn't look like someone from the D area.

Zhong Ziyang thought for a while and asked, "Xiao Le, do you still remember where your home is?"

Xiao Le replied calmly: "There is no home."

Zhong Ziyang's heart was shocked, a bunch of not-so-good scenes flashed in his mind, and he said quickly: "I'm sorry, sorry, I don't know..."

Xiao Le didn't mind, and shook his head.

Zhong Ziyang was in a bit of trouble now, if Xiao Le was homeless, according to regulations, he should be sent to a designated shelter.

However, he couldn't bear to do this at all, and he couldn't even imagine it. A voice in his subconscious told him that Xiao Le shouldn't belong to that kind of place.

Xiao Le had cleaned up the steak, picked up the napkin and dabbed the corners of his mouth, and sat quietly in his original position, watching Zhong Ziyang eat, his dark eyes were like a calm lake without any edge or depth.Zhong Ziyang stared at him involuntarily for a while, and suddenly realized that Xiao Le's state overlapped with some of his memories.

He didn't dare to speak empty words, and said cautiously: "Xiao Le, later...I want to give you a test, is that okay?"

Xiao Le had no doubts or hesitation, just said: "Okay."