Step and step for a total of six minutes.

Ruan Xian didn't dance, and at most he has seen a little bit of related scenes in film and television works. Tang Yibu doesn't seem to be the type that is good at it, at most they put on a waltz posture, while trying to imitate the male step.

Then almost fell into a ball.

To be precise, Tang Yibu's pace was much more stable than his. A second before the android completely lost his balance, he twisted his body and caught Ruan Xian who almost fell. Ruan Xian grabbed the opponent's front, quickly stabilized his body, and turned this small accident into a part of the dance.

There are no rules, no standards. They compose the beat together, and move on instinct.

Finally, the role of the interferometer began to show. A little blue light appeared in the center of the annihilation point, rippling like water waves, and then slowly disappeared into the darkness. Its gravitational force did not fluctuate too strongly, and the speed at which the gravel and grass clippings were drawn did not change.

One step, two steps.

"It's alright." Ruan Xian cleared his throat, "I still have the seeds of Mingzhicao and the drug rat, I can test it later."

"Fan Baiyan's side, how are you going to meet?" Tang Yibu asked softly, without stopping. "You don't look like anyone in that boat."

"I want to keep a little surprise." Ruan Xian stepped back following Tang Yibu's movements.

"Hmm." Tang Yibu didn't ask, "Has the Shishihao notified you of the disinfection time?"

Ruan Xian's heels touched the edge of the ruins, and with his movements, a few rubble rolled into the crevices of the ruins. Tang Yibu tightened the arm on the opponent's waist and took him away from the edge.

"The night after tomorrow." Ruan Xian answered. "I also know about voting, I think it is"

"Very good opportunity to observe." Tang Yibu took over. "So during the disinfection period, which side are you going to be on?"

"Do I have a choice? Don't tell me, you won't give up the Bliss." Ruan Xian hooked his mouth, "You go back first, and I will follow."

Tang Yibu's arms around his waist tightened, and Ruan Xian's eyebrows jumped.

"Follow up early." Tang Yibu muttered, "You're not there, the richness of the samples has dropped a lot."

Ruan Xian did not answer. The music reached its climax, and Carol Yang, who was imprisoned in the record, sang a long high note. The clear female voice cut through the air and infiltrated the bright sunlight. The body temperature of the person on the other side is nostalgic, and the damn sense of security returns to him uncontrollably.

"It might be inappropriate to say that." Seeing Ruan Xian not answering, Tang Yibu continued on his own. "In human terms I hope you can come back to me sooner."

Like a heavy hammer.

Ruan Xian closed his eyes, and the sunlight filtered through his eyelids, dyeing a dark red in his field of vision.

Don't come back The hysterical screams came from the back of my head.

don't come back, hear no

The mother in my memory was dry and thin, her originally beautiful eyes were deeply sunken, and she looked like some kind of ghost. She waved her arms, her hair was disheveled, and finally she withdrew her hand and scratched deep blood on her face.

Why can't you just die outside

There were only two emotions on her face, half regret, half fear.

Ruan Xian laughed softly. He opened his eyes and looked at Tang Yibu.

"You can't say this casually, be careful to regret it." Ruan Xian's voice was very soft, "You are still within my range now, I just haven't decided when to leave you."

"Thank you for your frankness, I understand." Tang Yibu smiled instead, his smile gleaming in the sun. "Don't worry, this isn't a test, I just miss you a little bit, Mr. Ruan."

Ruan Xian moved.

He didn't know how to express that feeling, and maybe there weren't any suitable words in the world to describe it. Whether it is color, taste or emotion, it is a certain commonality established by the crowd. And he was the part that was eliminated from the beginning, an uncoordinated lesion.

This moment of emotion has never happened before, and it may not appear again in the future. Now it has no name, just like himself.

It's kind of like a craving. Like a thirsty man who sees the mirage of an oasis, or a hungry man who presses his face into a butcher shop window. It was encapsulated and placed within his reach, but never really touched.

But it's not like a negative emotion either. Although it is clearly out of control, unrealistic, inefficient, bitter and desperate, it is extremely soft, mixed with a little urge to get close to each other and open up.

The hand that the other party grabbed turned into a soldering iron in an instant.

Ruan Xian broke free from that arm, breathing a little faster, and his heart seemed to be pinched by the devil's claws. The damn song finally came to an end, the words dissipated in the wind of the annihilation point, and only the music continued.

This emotion was not beneficial to him, and Ruan Xian quickly made a judgment.

Not to mention whether Tang Yibu is considered his own kind, their relationship is definitely not "friends". If he insisted on a definition, Ruan Xian preferred the description of "both sides have a handle and decided to use each other", and the word "companion" is not appropriate.

The human self in memory is not yet open to other human beings, let alone the ones in front of them.

Seemingly aware of Ruan Xian's gaze, Tang Yibu tilted his head innocently and made a polite questioning expression. A few strands of soft black hair slid down his cheeks, a good skin that is very easy to deceive.

"No more dancing." Ruan Xian clenched his throat, his tone a little exasperated.

The step-by-step melody just stopped, and the prelude to the next song started.

Tang Yibu let go of his hand knowingly, still with a little smile on his face. "I'll take a step first then, you"

"I'll go back before the disinfection starts." Ruan Xian softened his tone subconsciously, and after realizing this, he pinched his thigh abruptly.

The next thing is much simpler. The corpse of the drug-testing rat quickly piled up a stalk of the herb, which bloomed and fruited close to the annihilation point. Tang Yibu chewed a dozen or so fruits, and then he was completely sure of the success of the plan.

"Almost nothing psychedelic." The android spat out the fruit and stuck out his tongue. "And it gets a lot harder to eat."

"Very good." Ruan Xian raised his face and turned directly onto the big boat. Half a minute later, he carried the sleeping iron bead with one hand and put it in front of Tang Yibu with a stiff tone. "Wake it up and you can go."

The reluctant iron beads almost tore off a piece of Tang Yibu's sleeve.

"Come on." After confirming that Tang Yibu's ship disappeared from view, Ruan Xian tapped lightly on the iron beads that continued to bark at Annihilation Point. "We all have to learn to adapt."

"ga"

Bliss colony.

Fan Baiyan was in a good mood. After drinking the tea after dinner, he wandered back to his room. I don't know if it's an illusion, but the air in the room seems to be lower than usual.

The old man frowned and confirmed the jade carving on the head of the bed and the location of the record. Everything was the same as when he left. Maybe it was because he thought too much. Fan Baiyan sat on the edge of the bed unless someone could remember all the details in the room, otherwise he couldn't do it seamlessly.

He yawned and glanced at the time. On the dial adorning the wall clock, the electronic second hand slipped silently, and his enemy was dying minute by minute. This kind of imagination made him feel at ease, and the whole person felt a lot lighter.

Afternoon tea is pudding and cane milk. After two movies, the view outside the fake window becomes night. As long as you don't leave here, it's no different from your ideal retirement life.

God is on his side.

It gave Ruin Haiming and weeds such good things, Duan Lili as a handy and easy-to-control deputy, and it gave them inexhaustible resources. It is true that there will always be a day when the materials in the sea of ​​ruins will be taken out, but before that, I may have enjoyed my old age and lived out this life comfortably. Who cares about his huge waves after he dies?

Now it's God's turn to get rid of his worst enemy. In the past few years, there have been many hostile captains on the Bliss, but most of them are ruthless, no-brainers, and none of them have given him a headache like Yu Le.

Fortunately, these hard days are finally over, and by the end of this week, Yu Le will definitely disappear from the world.

"Go stare at that Tang Yibu and see if he's awake. Keep an eye on him for the past two days." After laying out the order, Fan Baiyan sniffed the cigarette holder comfortably, puffed out a puff of smoke, and opened the screen for movie selection.

It turned out that God was on his side more than he thought.

After dinner the next day, it was less than twenty-four hours away from disinfection. Another good news

"Old Fan." A patrolman said respectfully, "That Ruan Lijie is back, and now he has entered the communication range, he said he brought Tu Rui."

"Oh" Fan Baiyan was shocked, "Help me connect."

"Elder Fan." The young man surnamed Ruan was not far from them, and the instant picture after the connection was very clear. The beautiful young man was embarrassed, but smiling. The mechanical life he raised was lying obediently in the corner of the screen, and it seemed that he even had the energy to bring it back. "I got Tu Rui out, you see."

Tu Rui was tightly tied to a chair, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and his body twitched slightly. His head was forced up, and his features were very clear and full of resentment.

"Traitor." The deputy captain of the Walking Stone scolded his teeth through gritted teeth, "You can't fucking die, Yu Le won't let you go."

"Old Fan is watching, shut up." The young man replied coldly, picked up the knife and cut it against Tu Rui's neck, and black and red blood gushed from the wound instantly.

Tu Rui breathed hard for a while.

"Very good, very good." Fan Baiyan clapped her hands, "Xiao Ruan, send me the coordinates, and I'll send someone to pick you up."

"Okay Old Fan."

The light screen went out, Fan Baiyan stroked his beard, "I got the coordinates"

"Report, got it."

"Not bad." Fan Baiyan smiled kindly, "Sink them."