The warm wind brushed Rosie's cheeks, and for a moment countless sparks surrounded him, as if they were about to ignite the dead ashes in his heart.Deng Huailing is like an unrestrained fire that is always burning. It seems difficult to approach, but the flame is enough to illuminate the most desperate eyes in the world.

It would be great if this light belonged to him alone.Luo Xi thought wistfully, and then realized that his desire for aggression was recovering uncontrollably, and quickly stopped thinking.He didn't dare to have even a moment's fantasy. The person in front of him loved Rosie deeply, and a little more imagination would only add a little bit of pain.

"I owe you too much." Rosie lowered her head and said in a guilty hoarse voice, "One day, I will pay it all back."

Deng Huailing raised his eyebrows: "Why did you say 'someday'? You can pay it back now." He was referring to the explanation and apology for the Parisa incident."relationship", he will believe it cleanly, and write off the contradictions of these days.

Rosie looked at him in confusion, as if really considering the possibility of early repayment: "But, I can't die right now..."

"When did I say I wanted you to die?" Deng Huailing was stunned for a moment, suddenly unable to keep up with Rosie's unrestrained thoughts, "I never thought about it that way."

"I...got it wrong?" This time it was Rosie's turn to be overwhelmed.He stared at Deng Huailing with wide eyes, and saw that the other party nodded affirmatively, as if waiting for him to give an answer, so he summoned up his courage and recalled what Deng Huailing said in the garden again.

"If you want to say what I am interested in you, it is no longer the soul, but this body..."

"You have the same face as him. When I find the brain lock, I will trade it for it."

The answer is ready to come.Because he looks exactly like Rosie, so Deng Huailing... wants him as a bed partner?

"You want to fuck me?" Rosie suddenly turned her head and asked.

"what?" Deng Huailing happened to pass the burnt grass guardrail on the side of the road. Hearing this, he didn't pay attention to his feet and stumbled, "Fuck..."

Rosie reacted very quickly to grab a handful to prevent the opponent from falling to the ground. After Deng Huailing stood firm, she asked her opinion rigorously: "Or, do you want to be fucked by me..."

"No, no, no," Deng Huailing was about to surrender to Rosie's brain circuit. In order to prevent that person from having any strange imaginations, he hurriedly clarified, "I choose the former, is that okay? I'm sorry for being caught by you."Nothing interesting."

"Well," Rosie's thoughtful eyes showed a bit of regret, but she agreed without thinking, "I agree to your conditions. It's just not right now, the time left for us is too tight, we must find the brain as soon as possible."lock. After the matter is over, I will pay back everything I owe you, in the way you want."

...if Deng Huailing didn't think he was a disgusting substitute.Luoxi examined himself carefully, his body and face were no different from Rosie, he was only worried that the scars all over his body would remind her all the time that he was not that pure and flawless bionic, but a funny and clumsy fake.

Deng Huailing knows that the other party has misunderstood. Although he doesn't understand how Rosie thinks about going to bed, he will not refuse the other party's rare throwing arms.Be small.

He bent his eyes and teased, "Do you think you can pay off the debt you owe me?"

"What else do you want?" Rosie said earnestly, "I can give you anything, as long as it is something I have, you can take it away. Except my life, which is reserved for the second district."

"Are you in such a hurry to make up for me?" Deng Huailing smiled, not aware of the determination and madness in the other party's eyes, as if he only regarded himself as an object that could be disassembled at will, "What's the point of taking your life away?"Use, the compensation I want, think about it for yourself... Is it because I missed a certain sentence or missed some links. "

They walked to the place where "Shu" was stationed, and stopped at the same time.The soldiers in this block had almost evacuated, ashes rolled across the ground, and the fire weakened. Not far away, Parisa, Piper, and the killer were chatting and waiting for Rosie to leave together, and their eyes fell on the two people standing side by side.

Rosie was about to bid farewell to Deng Huailing, but the other party suddenly grabbed her right wrist, and then Deng Huailing's fingertips slipped down and held his fingers.His heartbeat quickened as he watched the person in front of him take off the black ring from the silver chain and put it on his ring finger without haste.

"Remember to wear the one in reality when you go back." Deng Huailing's voice was ambiguous, and he deliberately got very close, "Since you know that you owe me, don't let others peep and take advantage of it."

"Others...who?" Rosie asked puzzledly at first, but then realized later, her eyes turned to the green-eyed young man by the roadside.Parisa looked at them indistinctly, exchanged glances with him and then turned her head away, her clothes fluttering in the wind.

Deng Huailing held his waist stubbornly, lowered his head slightly, and kissed the black ring between his fingers: "You know who it is."

The other party is jealous and deliberately flaunting their ownership.Rosie found helplessly that Deng Huailing had become childish the moment she met Parisa. She clearly refused to forgive him in her heart, but deliberately pretended to be intimate, as if the two had never had any grievances.

Rosie can't remember how old she was the last time she did this, maybe it was when she was arguing with other children in the orphanage... But it is obvious that Deng Huailing's mind was not much older than he was when he overturned the jealousy.

He couldn't help but smile connivingly: "Are you jealous of me, Mr. Deng?"

"No." Deng Huailing denied it categorically, but she also smiled, "I just want to remind you, don't forget who is your creditor. The ring is a proof of integrity. Keep one with you so that you won't worry about it.I left you behind and got the brain lock alone."

After finishing speaking, he let go of Rosie, "I still need some time to find Su Qing and find out where Cesina planned to hold her wedding. I can only return to the Magic Sea system tomorrow morning. When I come back, we will start to act."

Rosie felt a burst of worry, and instinctively clasped his wrist: "Aren't you wanted by the whole city? It's too dangerous to go out rashly. I can entrust someone from the city branch to meet Su Qing. You just need to hide where you are."

"Are you worried about me, Rosie?" Deng Huailing imitated the tone of the other party just now, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, most of the monitoring areas in the main city are paralyzed, and nothing will happen. Besides, the intelligence of the brain lock belongs toTop secret, can you let go and hand it over to the branch of 'Surgery'?"

"But……"

Rosie anxiously wanted to stop her, but suddenly fell into a tight embrace.Deng Huailing hugged him tightly, without saying anything, the sound of heartbeat beating against his chest, and the broken hair stuck to his ear, a little itchy.In an instant, the pretense of indifference was completely defeated, and Deng Huailing showed him a ray of sincere and passionate love.

This time, it wasn't because of jealousy, nor was it for showing off.

"Don't worry." Deng Huailing said softly.Like a high-ranking beast that turned its belly out again, he once again opened up the sincere side that hadn't been shown for a long time in front of Rosie's eyes-even though the other party raised his hand, he could cut him to pieces again.

It was past midnight, under the dark sky of Cesina City, the wind was blowing, and the rain was splashing.The dots of lights fell on the bustling area, which was much dimmer than before. Even though the shopping malls and entertainment facilities were open, the gates were a little deserted. On the contrary, many construction sites were still in full swing, and the mechanical arms were shining brightly.Cold light, bathed in night rain.

In the aftermath of the chaos caused by the AI rebellion, the government launched an emergency response, halting all public and private use of AI, and allocating funds to repair damaged cities.Cecina, who had lost her artificial intelligence, seemed to have been pressed the slow button, running slowly.

Igor Anatolyevich stood in front of the sliding door of the balcony and watched silently through the glass for a while at the rain-drenched city.The cold climbed up his old knees, and there was a cold pounding sound from the construction site next door.

"When will it be repaired..." He shook his head, turned slowly and walked out of the bedroom, went to the kitchen and tore open a carton of milk, poured it into a cup, put it in the microwave, and sat there waiting for the heating to complete.

All this could have been handed over to the bionic housekeeper, but his cohabiting girlfriend Su Qing doesn't like bionics, probably because of old age, and many old people are reluctant to try new things, even though the surrounding changes are amazingly fast.

Just like the Chinese myth that Su Qing often mentioned, a woodcutter went to the mountains to cut wood, and when he came back, he found that hundreds of years had passed.Igor recalled that Su Qing often said that she was the woodcutter with the rotten axe, because she had watched the chess game of the gods, so she could never return to her hometown.

He didn't understand what Su Qing meant, but having lived to their age, he was no longer interested in all the secrets of the world.Igor, the former A+ hunter and now the middleman of the Hunter's Guild, can easily find out that there are countless mysteries about his girlfriend, but he never asks, so as to make room for the other party's memory.

With a sound of "ding", the milk was ready. Igor put the cup on the small tray, knocked on the door and walked into the study.Su Qing was lying under the lamp, concentrating on drawing a pattern of a new piece of jewelry, when she heard him enter the door, she raised her eyes and smiled.

"Thank you." Although she is in her twilight years and her head is full of silver hair, her smile is still fresh and elegant, like a magnolia that is about to wither, which makes people think of how charming she was when she was young, "It's so late, why don't you sleep?"?”

Igor smiled, pointed to his knees, and said, "Old problem. I can't sleep because it's raining today, so get up and walk around."

Su Qing suddenly realized: "Oh, I forgot the time when I was drawing, and it's past midnight. Wait a minute, I'll get you some plaster... There are still a lot of plasters from last time, so they should be in the bedroom."

She got up and walked out of the study, and Igor followed behind her, half joyful half worried: "It's your 'Oriental Mysterious Plaster' again? It's too hard to tear off, it messed with mine last time."The knee is full of glue."

"Last time you posted it for half an hour and then tried to tear it off." Su Qing snorted and waved her hand, "I'll keep an eye on you this time. Don't try to expose it if you don't post it for 24 hours..."

As soon as she entered the bedroom, the sound broke off abruptly, followed by a scream.

Like a leopard waking up, Igor's old body shook violently, bursting out with a sharp aura, quickly opened the drawer, took out a pistol, and rushed into the bedroom.He didn't turn on the lights when he came out, and the room was dark, with only sparse lights passing through the rain curtain, reflecting the tall figure on the balcony.

The man had just finished fiddling with the door lock of the balcony, pushed open the glass and took a breath, when Igor rushed over and put the muzzle of his gun on his forehead.Su Qing turned on the ceiling light in the bedroom, and the light immediately fell on the faces of both parties.

Seeing this, the visitor took off the hood of his raincoat, revealing his wet black hair and young and handsome eyebrows.The rain dripped from the eyelashes, washing those extremely oppressive brown eyes brighter, and the corners of the mouth, which often contained a mocking smile, were pursed, and a subtle arc was raised.

"Frozen to death." Deng Huailing took off his raincoat, glanced at the muzzle of his gun, and said with a smile, "Is this how you treat guests, Igor?"