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"Beep-beep-"

"Hello? My God, Professor Liang, you finally answered the phone!"

"Don't hang up! Give me 2 minutes to tell you good news!"

"The President contacted the Ministry of Finance the day before yesterday, saying that as long as you intend to cooperate, we are willing to immediately increase the remuneration to..."

Before the man who hit the serial cannon had time to reveal the huge sum of money, Liang Yici's light voice interrupted his gravel-sanded voice.

"Calm down, stranger, you made a mistake." Liang Yici leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows, and when he lowered his eyes, stars jumped on his eyelashes, and his voice was ethereal.

He untied the black hair tie, soft silver hair covered a little of the back of his neck, and said coldly, "There is no Professor Liang here, only a poet."

After finishing his daily lines, Liang Yici unilaterally hung up the phone, and a new member was added to the blacklist.

He stood still, analyzed the other party's identity without emotion, then casually threw the phone and went to bed, ready to go downstairs for a glass of high-calcium milk.

At the corner, he brushed his forehead hair with one hand, accidentally caught a glimpse of the light leaking from the crack of the second bedroom door, then stood still, glanced at the time, and continued to climb down the stairs.

When he went upstairs again, holding a glass of milk in one hand, he stepped on the light and shadow to urge people to open the door.

Chu Yan came out with messy black hair and wrinkled short sleeves. He stepped on the wooden floor with bare feet and was lighter than a small animal. He raised his thin eyelids and greeted unconsciously: "Hello, what's the matter?"

Liang Yici handed him the milk with added nutritious sugar cubes, and the other party held the cup and sniffed it, thanked him and drank it down.

"Why don't you turn off the lights when you sleep?" He finally asked after taking back the glass that was still warm.

"...Accidentally fell asleep." Chu Yu answered with a slow reaction as he rubbed the soles of his feet lightly on the back of his feet with prominent veins.

Liang Yici stared at the other party's beautiful lips outlined by the milk stains, and nodded to indicate that he was just mentioning it casually.

The milk-flavored Omega is no longer so sweet and greasy that it makes people feel uncomfortable. At this moment, Liang Yici is willing to admit that he does not have much resistance to the soft liqueur chocolate flavor.

No, not only that, his sharp muscle lines also relaxed a lot, and his restless soul also settled down.

He suddenly understood why a third-rate magazine that no one cares about on the street used a crooked title to equate Omega with "home".

Although this is suspected of objectifying Omega, due to the nature rooted in the genes, Alpha, which is often linked to irritability, does need the appeasement of Omega pheromones when necessary.

Under the obscure spotlight, Liang Yici's emerald pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of frosted glass, and his voice was much softer: "It's getting late, take a good rest."

The gulping of milk induces drowsiness. Sometimes, Professor Liang is an out-and-out conservative, and would rather trust ancient earth folk remedies than a painless soothing agent.

Can't wait for Omega to say good night, he left Qingjun's back and was waiting to leave, but was soon pulled by the hem of his clothes with a soft and hesitant force: "Please, please wait a moment."

Because of Alpha's not-so-salty reminder, E026 finally pulled on his slippers and rushed out with a black-shell photo album,

Due to his haste, the trousers he had rolled up folded a few times, covering his elongated white legs, and he staggered a bit before leaving the bedroom.

Alpha didn't help him up. Fortunately, E026's sense of balance wasn't too bad, and he pulled the door frame to stabilize himself.

"Do you have any photos there? Postcards are fine too." E026 twitched his nose and explained hesitantly, "I want to fill up the first two pages."

Liang Yici raised his eyebrows slightly, surprised that such ancient vocabulary can still be heard in this age.If he remembers correctly, the activity of sending postcards has gradually fallen out of favor as early as the ancient earth.

His brain was a little sleepy, and he didn't intend to get entangled with the artificial man, but recalling E026 helped him soothe his nerves, and Liang Yici, who has always been kind and kind, didn't say anything sarcasm.

He originally wanted to simply and rudely refuse the matter, but when he stared into those sparkling eyes, he suddenly remembered that two days ago, the robot vacuum played escape room for more than ten hours in the utility room, and was finally covered in dust and waste paper Passed the level successfully.

At that time, E026 happened to come out from the second bedroom next door, his legs were weak and he supported the wall for a while, his cheeks were filled with moist blush, but as soon as he buried his head, he ran into the scene where the sweeping robot was aggrieved and ready to eat paper, and squatted down quickly blocked it.

"Hey, be careful of indigestion, it will be short-circuited again." E026 squashed the plush robot vacuum cleaner, pulled out a complete postcard and said intimidatingly, "Short-circuited, it is easy to be unresponsive. If you are caught by your master, probably It has to be returned to the factory for repair.”

"..." Liang Yici, who was watching the play in the dark, narrowed his eyes dangerously, a little suspicious that he was being ridiculed by the artificial man he raised.

Although anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is a mechanical idiot, few people are willing to accept their own shortcomings, and the great Professor Liang is no exception.

Coaxing and scaring, E026 finally hid the stack of dusty postcards, flipped through them with relish for a while, looked left and right, and then put the postcards into his pocket with lightning speed. A habitual thief.

……

Liang Yici's memories ended here, and he finally remembered why this kind of retro thing appeared in his home - it should be sent by those little Omega.

It was inconvenient for him to throw it away and he was not interested in looking at it, so he just threw it into the utility room and let the things fend for themselves. He didn't know where the archaeological fetish of this artificial man created by the cutting-edge technology of the new era came from.

But since he decided to keep E026 for the time being, he didn't hesitate to throw some cheap candies to coax him to eat.

Liang Yici led E026 downstairs, took out a stack of yellowed postcards from the retro mailbox, stuffed them into E026's arms, and wanted to wash the cups and go to sleep.

Unexpectedly, E026 was extremely clingy tonight, he just flipped through the postcards with bright eyes, followed him step by step from the living room to the kitchen, and then dragged himself up the spiral staircase.

Standing outside the second bedroom, he was still unwilling to enter the door, and proudly grabbed Liang Yici's cool wrist, dragging Liang Yici to look at the picture in his hand.

It was an old building with dilapidated patches, and cheap neon lights sprinkled on the streetscape, making the picture ambiguous.

"It's so beautiful." E026 sighed.

Liang Yici didn't know where the beauty spot was, so he took away the postcard before his patience ran out, and threatened: "Okay, go in quickly. If the sensor doesn't detect that you are asleep before twelve o'clock, tomorrow's task will be over... "

Before the words were finished, E026 abruptly changed the topic, pointed to the back of the postcard and said "huh".

"..." Liang Yici originally didn't want to fall for the trick, but he seemed to be infected by the curiosity factor of the artificial man recently, so he turned the card over with a straight face.

Liang Yici was also a little surprised when the delicate handwriting came into view. After all, while those Omega were grateful to him, they would also fear him because of that unbearable memory, so most of the artificial people only sent postcards to keep them safe as agreed. , I dare not add more ink at all.

E026 also leaned over his head. Due to the awkward posture, the fair and fragile skin of the nape of the neck was swaying under Liang Yici's eyelids. Liang Yici moved the postcard over in a compromise, and the other party finally straightened his body.

"Hi Mr. Liang.

I don't know if other artificial human Omega are like me, and I only understand your good intentions after leaving.Fortunately, on the way to the old district, I didn't tear up the note with the address because of willfulness, and now I have the opportunity to say goodbye to you formally.

Similar to the government's intimidation, the facilities in the old district are dilapidated, the buildings are old, and many of the deported bottom-level population still maintain the habits of the ancient earth.When I first came here, I felt very desperate. I was afraid that I would not have enough to eat tomorrow, and I would be forced to eat grass roots and grab the morning nectar with a group of primitive people.

Fortunately, everything is as you said, where the sun shines, there are shadows everywhere, and it is easy to see hope in the most desolate and decadent night.

Rather than being a disrespected canary, I would rather dig into the soil and build a nest without restraint.

Most of the people here are kind. Although many newcomers are frowning and depressed. After all, it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality, but everything is getting better.

Yesterday, a two-storey small western-style building built by the population on the ground floor was completed. Many people held hands and danced around the building. You can't imagine this kind of scene, can you?It was messy and disrespectful.

I was probably assimilated, but I couldn't help rushing up to accompany them crazy.Not only that, but recently my problem of having to wear perfume when meeting people has also improved a lot, and I often go out after grabbing my hair.

But if there is a chance to see you again, I will definitely dress up exquisitely and docilely. I hope you will still remember my stamp number.

Thank you for your generosity, allowing me to express my lovesickness at this time.I wish you all the best.

- G337. "

Liang Yici didn't expect the man-made man to be so forgetful. How could he forget the scenes of being treated roughly as soon as he left himself, and only remember the good parts?

He didn't quite understand it, and felt that the burden was a bit heavy, which deviated from his original vision.

But then he thought that he would never meet this sticky and heartfelt artificial Omega again in his life, so he let go of his worries.

Worried that E026 would be infected by the text, he would cry and be unwilling to leave when the time came, making the situation very troublesome, Liang Yici quickly put away the postcard, his silver-gray hair tailed like snow and his skin was extraordinarily cold.

He made up his mind not to talk nonsense for a while, so he dusted off the non-existent dust on his clothes, and said with a blank expression: "Okay, come in, let me warn you first, don't try to act like a baby..."

Before the words were finished, E027 slammed the door shut with a dazed expression on his face, not showing any face to the pretendingly cold Alpha.

"..." Liang Yici was not angry when he was refuted, but a little depressed.

Not only that, but a strange image flickered in his head. It seemed that there was a certain back that lost his soul and slammed the door mercilessly in front of him several times.

Bang, bang, bang.

But when he tried to recall clearly, soon, the familiar feeling came quietly, his temple was like being hit by several small steel hammers at the same time, the pain was unbearable, and he gave up after trying for three seconds.

The corners of Liang Yici's lips twitched, he stared at the closed door for a few seconds, and made up his mind that he would no longer throw tenderness indiscriminately in the future, and give some good night milk.

Although E026 is very individual now and has no tendency to cling to him too much, but Bao Buqi will send such sour postcards after he is sent to the old district in the future.

After all, looking at it now, the other party seems to have shown excessive enthusiasm for this outdated thing.

Chu Yu didn't turn on the light, and stood there for a long time with his back against the door.

After a long time, he moved to the bed, pried open a wooden board, took out a mobile phone that deliberately avoided public lines, and sent a message to a number that had not been noted.

— Our guess seems to be wrong.