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Lannos was the first to react. He covered his face and muttered in a voice that everyone could hear: "Oh no no no no... I knew it, I should have Knowing that she's going to cross that line sooner or later if she doesn't do something about it. I should have known when she got a nosebleed while washing Optimus Prime's car..."

"What, what?!" An Ning really panicked this time, she looked at Lannos and the laughing Jazz and Side Cannon, and didn't know which one to deny and defend first, "I didn't I like it...! It was because the weather was too hot at that time!!...Wait! It's not that I didn't say I didn't like it...!! I mean I didn't like it...!! Wait, wait, calm down..."

"Oh really?" Seeing that the other party wanted to calm down, Hengpao bent down and said half-truthfully, "Then are you going to deny those 'passionate' 'disassembly'? Brother, you dismantled me so much." Multiple TFs?"

Lannos, who has been with them for a long time and understands the meaning of "dismantling", looks even more depressed. He can't pronounce other syllables except "no, no, no", he looks away, and seems to have been crossed Successful brainwashing, with the idea that "An Ning has become a woman who turned her face and refused to recognize anyone after going to TF, my education has really failed", and the process is still gradually being perfected by his brain: for example, how Hengpao was half-pushed and half-drunk drunk peace...

Having stayed with Lannos for a long time, An Ning, who had already grasped this person's thinking even if she didn't want to, seemed even more flustered. She couldn't think of any other words except "hahaha", and she broke out in a cold sweat. It seems that they have completely disrupted the rhythm, and she has the idea of ​​"I unknowingly disassembled the horizontal cannon first, why am I such a dick", and the process is still gradually being perfected by her brain: for example, the horizontal cannon is How to half push and half get drunk...

"Oh~~ Is this so? It seems that there is a big problem with your memory bank—if it is not the memory bank or the language analysis processor, it is possible to use the "demonstrative vehicle maintenance practice course" with the "disassembly" Words express it, don't you, Heng Pao?"

The right hand of the ambulance returning to the base has been transformed into a double-ring circular saw, and a harmonious and friendly smile appeared on the kindly face.

……

"Sorry, I just wanted to make a joke." Heng Pao honestly said to the two people who were tricked into it, but the next sentence immediately changed the subject and said to An Ning, "But I have to say, you were tricked by me— —What’s that word? Molesting? By the way, it’s ‘molesting. Playing’ — isn’t it?”

Stretching out two metal fingers from each hand, they bent provocatively towards An Ning twice at the side of the audio receiver, and said triumphantly, "I won—again!"

——Emotions, do you still remember the time when you were asked "Would you like to take it apart for fun" and you were out of shape for two consecutive months? !

Seeing that everyone looked at him with "why are you so narrow-minded" - except for one person.

Not only did this person not look at him with disgust, but he looked at him with a "wow, this is so cute" expression on his face, which made Heng Pao Chaoji very upset!What he most wanted to see was the unconvinced expression of "you actually won, damn it, next time I win and let me remember it", but every time the other party would show "wow why is he so cute" at the end The expression made Hengpao feel no joy of victory!

Yes, the code name of this human being is "An Ning" as far as his assembly line is concerned.

And when Heng Pao stared at "Can't you fucking be a little bit fighting?" The situation of an inspector who has not returned home: "So you said that Iron Skin probably won't be able to make it back tonight?"

"Yeah, he ran so fast that he flew straight to Maryland. By the way, the attributive 'tonight' expires in three hours. I know you need to teach Ann, but...can you wait until tomorrow?" Ambulance The suggestion to Lannos was only out of the professional ethics of a medical officer, and there was absolutely no selfishness in it!

"I agree with this point. Admonishment can be done at any time, but regular and adequate rest is a must." The Jazz seconded, just out of the professional ethics of the adjutant, absolutely without any selfishness!

In the end, Lannos was persuaded by these two "just and selfless" TFs: "Okay, Ann, now let me go back to your lounge alone! Rest room! One person! No other loitering, nor any Autobots! I'll settle the score with you tomorrow morning! Now! Go!"

Glancing at Lannos, who was still angry, An Ning rolled her eyes: "It doesn't matter... I obey, 'Sir. Officer'."

Lan Nuos lazily saluted an abnormally non-standard salute. An Ning had just taken two steps towards the direction of her lounge when she was drank by the dark-faced Lan Nuos, and then the other party's hand was spread on the floor. in front of her.

"..." An Ning looked at the big hand in front of her, and at Lannos, whose face was as dark as the Decepticon's paint job. Aberdeen put it in the opponent's hand.

"No. Yes. Cars. People!" Lannos tightened his hands and held the gun boy who was struggling to transform, "Now, go back honestly!"

An Ning snorted impatiently and quickened her pace.

An Ning's lounge, to put it bluntly, is actually a small garage next to the Autobots' garage, but the interior decoration is more suitable for humans.

When she walked into her small garage...by the way, it was the lounge, An Ning's domineering posture was suddenly replaced by exhaustion.After closing the door of the lounge behind her back, she slumped into the armchair beside the desk in an unladylike posture. After resting motionless for a full 15 minutes, she took the next step——

She took out the second drawer of the desk completely, and took out a mobile phone from the gap between the deliberately cut short drawer and the compartment.

A very old-fashioned clamshell phone, in this era where full-keyboard designs are no longer popular, this once-popular full-keyboard phone is undoubtedly outdated.

An Ning looked at the display screen on the outside of the cover, sighed softly, opened the cover, and pressed the power button.After a brief boot animation, An Ning saw a dozen missed call reminders from the same contact, with a wry smile on her face, then closed them with ease, and opened the inbox.

The text messages from that contact also filled the entire page, and An Ning knew that the text messages on the next ten pages were all his text messages.

Sam Witwicky, a man who doesn't know what giving up is.At least he won't give up on his family.

An Ning clicked on a recent letter, in which he wrote about his new girlfriend, and also detailed the place, time, and events that they met—this is actually five letters, It has too many words.

An Ning once breathed a sigh of relief and felt thankful for this letter, because it came in time: if it had arrived one day later, she would probably have rode Tozai directly to meet Sam—because his last letter A text message, a text message with only one line of text reveals too much information, and An Ning can almost see the negative energy overflowing from this text message.

"I have parted with Mikala."—that's all.

An Ning continued to flip through the text messages that had been read countless times, some congratulated Merry Christmas, some complained, and some asked.Now she just needs to say a number casually, and she can recite the content of the text message with this number.

But she never answered a single letter.

Taking a deep breath, An Ning opened the interface for writing text messages, entered the recipient, and solemnly wrote "I'm sorry about what happened tonight. Please also convey my apologies to Miss Scabbing, she is a good girl" , After reading it for a long time, I finally put it in the draft box - as I have done countless times in the past, there was another unsent "draft" with the addressee "brother" in the draft box.

Then she quits the text message and opens the photo album instead.The resolution of the old-fashioned mobile phone is not high, but An Ning doesn't mind, just like looking at those emails before, looking at the blurry photos from five years ago one by one.

Among those photos are street scenes, animals, cars, and people.From the perspective of framing, focusing, etc., it can be concluded that the photographer's photography skills are extremely bad.

The super bad photographer An Ning likes to look at these photos, especially the photos of some strangers accidentally taken.She often stares in a daze at the people in these photos, guessing their lives in her heart.

For example, in the photo in this chapter, the woman on the phone on the side of the road, is she talking to her partner?What kind of job does she have?Do you have to step into the building not far away to start your day's work as soon as you put down the phone?

While guessing like this, while substituting herself into this role, An Ning can get a wonderful feeling: maybe she also has the possibility of becoming such a person—a nine-to-five company employee.This made her feel faintly excited.

But this possibility is infinitely close to zero.

Looking at the last photo, An Ning thought.

There is absolutely no way I can live that life.Although I was once close to that kind of life and even in it.

It was a family photo—perhaps not quite accurate, since there are only four people in the photo who have or have had the surname "Wittwiki" and there are five in this photo.

Josephine Wick, who came to the battlefield where he could not have been used.

An Ning clenched her fists.

Josephine is the first person responsible for monitoring her behavior full-time, but even so, there is no need for him to go to the battlefield.But he still came, and offered to follow Optimus Prime and the ambulance to a more dangerous situation, and lost his life because of it.

And all of this is just to protect yourself.

An Ning felt that Josephine had feelings or obsessions that she couldn't understand, and this deep feeling finally killed him.

Ironhide had once asked her if she hated herself, and Anning had answered no, and it was obvious that she had lied to him.

How could she not hate herself, when she directly carried a person's life?

If it wasn't for her, Josephine might—no, she definitely wouldn't have died.

Taking a step back, if she hadn't been caught, Josephine could have avoided the fate of death.

Taking a step back, if Josephine didn't have such deep feelings for him, he wouldn't have ran to the battlefield to die for him.

"...You shouldn't have come." An Ning murmured, she didn't know whether it was for Josephine or Sam, she stretched out her thumb and pressed the off button, "You shouldn't have come..."