Beautiful and miserable be aesthetics

Chapter 23

Two more days.

Rat Ridge City.

Lan Xia fell asleep for a long time, and finally opened her eyes slowly.

The eyes were blurred for a moment, and then gradually became clear. The morning sun passed through the half-open window and sprinkled in front of the bed, and there was a faint sweet smell of food in the air.

It was quiet.

Lan Xia repeatedly had a high fever for a long time. After waking up, she only felt that her limbs were weak and she could not exert any strength, but her body was refreshed.

He coughed a few times, reached out to touch the glasses beside the bed, put them on, and sat up propped up.

Hearing movement at the door, Lan Xia tilted her head slightly, bent her lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Dai Ke."

"teacher!"

Jin Daike was stunned for a moment, and his eyes lit up.

Originally, she just wanted to cautiously open the door to take a look, but unexpectedly bumped into the teacher and woke up.

Busily pushing open the door, Jin Daike took a closer look at Lan Xia's face, poured him a glass of water with just the right temperature, and was a little worried: "Teacher, drink some to moisten your throat first, is there any discomfort? These days It terrified us."

"If Brother Bing and the others were not far away from you that day, I don't know what would have happened! Also, didn't you pick up a child back? Brother Bing also picked up someone yesterday, and his hands and feet were gone. It's strange Yes, you can take the time to have a look..."

The little girl's lively and crisp voice injected vigor and vitality into the quiet room.

They are all trivial daily things, which sound very lifelike.

Lan Xia listened carefully, took a few sips of water, and then put the glass aside.

He subconsciously looked towards the window sill.

There are still two flower pots there, one full of life and one bare.

"...how many days have I been in a coma?" He said suddenly.

Jin Daike was taken aback: "It's been four or five days."

Lan Xia's expression changed slightly, he lifted the thin quilt on his body, even forgot to put on his shoes, and walked quickly to the window sill, but he was so weak that he almost fell down, but fortunately he propped up the table in the middle.

Jin Daike yelled in shock.

"What's wrong?!"

The door that was closed just now was pushed open again.

Alger Shoubing, who heard the noise, hurried in. The latter was still wearing a Q version apron.

Followed by Lian Yao, he forcibly squeezed himself in through the crack of the door. It was funny that the three of them huddled together. They looked at the window sill together with Jin Daike.

Before they could be happy in the future, Qiqi was silent, and their hearts couldn't help mentioning it.

The young man standing by the window didn't have his hair tied up, his long black hair was a little messy and draped over his shoulders, his face was as pale as he had just recovered from his illness, his brows were slightly frowned, and he was carefully inspecting the bare flower pot on the windowsill.

Lan Xia reached out and pressed the soil next to the seeds, felt the humidity, and found that it was just right, he was slightly relieved.

Alger and the three of them looked at each other tacitly, then walked forward, and said softly: "Teacher, don't worry, we'll take turns taking care of this seed during the few days you've been sleeping."

"That's good," Lan Xia still blamed herself a little, and lightly tapped the soil next to the seeds with her fingertips.

I don't know what to think, but the brows that had just eased gradually frowned again, and he whispered: "Fortunately, there are a few of you, otherwise I will be in a coma for the past few days, in case it rains or the wind blows outside..."

Lan Xia pursed her lips.

"It'll be fine." Alger looked at him and said seriously, "The teacher took good care of it."

In fact, since the violet became extinct, the cultivation method and the length of the flowering period have gradually disappeared. There may still be some seeds left, but no one has seen the appearance of the flower when it blooms.

Now Alger is only thankful that he listened to their Shou Bing's advice, and after the teacher got better, he put the seed back into the flower pot and took good care of it, otherwise, I'm afraid this morning, he wouldn't have passed it so quietly and peacefully.

"First, let's eat first." Shou Bing coughed, "Teacher, you woke up just in time. I just made breakfast and I have dessert."

Lian Yao whispered, "Yes, let's eat first."

He spent the past few days eating in Xiguang very comfortably. Unexpectedly, this young master Sutu who is on the run is actually very good at cooking.

Lan Xia's eyes fell on him, and she narrowed her eyes slightly: "You are..."

"The child you guarded that day, I let him stay." Alger said.

The pair of golden pupils hidden behind the lens, after waking up, did not have the gentle and coercive protection that was out of control that day, gentle and clear, like a clear mirror.

Lian Yao had the illusion of being seen through, he shivered a little, and pretended to be timid and hid behind Shou Bing.

"...Thank you sir for saving me, just call me little demon."

He murmured in his heart that his behavior in the alley that day was a bit wrong, but this person was going crazy at that time, could he still remember?

Lan Xia: "You're welcome."

He smiled: "You go out first, I will clean up."

"it is good."

When everyone turned around, a cold light flashed across Lan Xia's glasses, he tugged Alger's sleeve lightly, leaned over slightly, and said softly and quickly in his ear: "Seal Xiguang, watch that kid. "

Alger's pupils narrowed slightly when he met the teacher's gaze, and then he nodded almost imperceptibly.

……

Now Shou Bing has been in charge of their meals, and the others don't care, Mr. Lan Xia's share, he does it separately.

The ingredients used are safe and easy to digest.

Including Lian Yao, who was eating a lot, a few people sat around the table, and there was a sumptuous breakfast in front of them. The combination of meat and vegetables was pleasing to the eye.

Lan Xia looked around, then lowered her head to look at her meal.

There was only a single bowl in front of him.

After a moment of silence, he said, "What is this?"

Shou Bing introduced: "A bowl of mush."

Lan Xia: "."

Alger couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth, coughed lightly, and was glared at by his sister.

This bowl of mushy black hula slices has unknown ingredients. The texture is fine and well-proportioned. There is nothing to chew, like a complementary food for children without teeth.

Lan Xia fought hard: "Didn't you say you made dessert?"

Shou Bing: "The mush is sweet."

Lan Xia: "..."

He looked at the remaining desserts on the dining car next to him, and Shou Bing kept his sideways to block them.He looked at Jin Daike and the others again, and they all lowered their heads to eat, and ate the dessert first by coincidence.

"..."

Lan Xia looked at others, then looked down at her own bowl, and repeated this several times.

He tried to make Shou Bing understand what he meant, and emphasized: "I only have a bowl of paste."

Shou Bing said, "There is a second bowl after eating."

puff.

Lian Yao almost choked, and hurriedly drank his saliva to cover it up.

"Sir, if you don't want to use a spoon, there are straws," Shou Bing said all the cutlery was prepared.

After a moment of silence, Lan Xia said, "I'd better use a spoon."

The person who cooks has the most say at the table, and those who are only responsible for eating are not qualified to be picky.

Seeing him eating, Shou Bing breathed a sigh of relief.I almost couldn't resist just now... If the husband said a word more, he might not be able to help but soften his heart and give him a little more.

The breakfast was uneventful, and the suspicious Lian Yao gradually relaxed, bowed his head and ate happily.

Lan Xia finished her meal, wiped her mouth, and looked at Alger for a second, and the latter nodded to him very lightly.

……

When Lian Yao opened his eyes again, he found himself tightly bound to the chair.

Lan Xia, Alger, Jin Daike, and Shou Bing sat across from him, looking like they were going through a trial.

"..."

That breakfast is a problem!

Even the demon is sweating coldly, no matter how stupid a person is, he should have realized that something is wrong with him 90.00% of the time, but he doesn't know how much these people have discovered.

He had no intention of harming anyone.

But there was still a dazed look on his face: "...what's the matter?"

Lan Xia raised her eyes and said directly, "Don't pretend, even though I had a high fever that day, I still have memories, and when I recall the details, I remember them very clearly. Those homeless people who bullied you are not real people, are they? "

"However, I heard from Alger that you have been very honest these past few days when you came to Xiguang, so I guess you don't have any intention of harming us."

After all, the Northwest Star Territory is now secretly looking for him. If he wants to reveal the news about him in Xiguang, Xiguang will never be so safe now.

Alger: "Besides, although Xiguang is now an iron bucket, it's hard not to let out a little bit of rumors, but that's just how it is. In the entire Northwest Starfield, there is no trace of Teacher anymore. The news network of Huihe is the most sensitive , and didn’t release the teacher’s clues, you—”

"What does it have to do with Gray River?"

He looks calm and composed now, reminiscent of Lan Xia. The young man is getting more and more wings, and in the process of growing up, he will subconsciously imitate his elders, and he is more mature and sophisticated in his handling of things.

Lan Xia smiled, handed over the home court to Alger, and occasionally reminded her.

But after a long time, even the identity of the demon was stripped, only a pair of underwear remained, and he gritted his teeth and beat him to death without mentioning it.Now that his face was torn apart, he didn't need to pretend anymore.

"I didn't want to harm you. Gray River does have something to do with me. Otherwise, how long do you think the news that the S-level evolutionary is here can be hidden? Do you know how much effort I have made?"

Lan Xia pondered: "Your purpose?"

Lian Yao: "You."

He paused, and said vaguely: "Of course, the three people next to you are also capable."

Alger frowned, and said in a low voice: "Teacher, this person..."

Lan Xia shook her head, "Let him go."

Jin Daike: "Teacher?"

Shou Bing: "Sir!"

"Although I don't know what you want from me, I can feel that you have no malicious intentions, and we don't want to fight against you," Lan Xia said, "It's fine if you let me go, but if you stay, you You have to show sincerity, eat and drink for nothing, Xiguang can't afford it."

Lian Yao's eyes flickered slightly.

"Alger, you can talk to him about the rest."

"Okay, teacher, you go to rest." Argel nodded.

Lan Xia: "Shou Bing, come out with me."

Shou Bing came out with him, closed the door, and the voice of the conversation inside was cut off, "Sir?"

Lan Xia smiled and said, "Let's go, show me the three rings I brought back. This time I've gained a lot, Xiguang's arsenal should be ready."

Three rings, I don't know how many munitions are contained in them.

Only with arms can there be people, money, and the basic capital to speak in the Northwest Star Territory.

-

First Legion.

Xiao Guangtuan: "Nie Liang is so efficient at work."

"It's much faster than the Kang dog," Gong Du smiled, "But the Kang dog is better at training soldiers, his strengths are not here."

Nie Liang...

After all, the real intersection between him and Ellan Snow was only ten years ago, when they said a few words.

People are really a very miraculous existence, and the generation of emotions is also miraculous, Gong Du can't figure it out, but it doesn't prevent him from using it with ease.

·

Medical room.

"...I beg you not to ask if it's okay, Adjutant Nie Liang, are you usually fine?"

Dr. Kane looked annoyed at the new adjutant who was almost living in the medical room for the past two days.

The cause of the incident was that two days ago, the admiral had just returned from the trial office and was found to have blood stains in his ears. After examination, it was found that the mental area was slightly shaken, and the five senses were temporarily damaged. It will be healed after a few days of recuperation.

He sighed at the time: It's not a big deal, after all, the general's previous injury was much more serious than this, this time it was nothing more than a minor incident.

As a result, he turned his head and met the creepy eyes of the new adjutant.

Then he was haunted for two whole days, when eating, sleeping, and going to the toilet, he could hear ghost-like elegant and gentle voices from nowhere——

"Is there any other story about the general?"

No matter how gentle the character was, his temper was worn out.

Nie Liang: "The affairs of the First Legion are far less than when I was in the administration office. They have already been dealt with. Do you have anything else to do about the general? I want to hear it."

Dr. Kane took a deep breath: "...you just came here half an hour ago."

are you crazy!Are you sick? !See him for treatment if you are sick!

Even if a robot tells a story, it has to be recharged, right? !

He waved his hands irritably: "No time, I still have subjects to do!"

Nie Liang: "I want to hear it."

"It's gone! I'm old, can I? I can't remember!"

"I want to hear it."

"I can't remember, I can't remember!"

"I want to hear it."

"I really can't remember!"

A flying blade silently touched Kane's neck, and Nie Liang said in a low voice, "Please, I want to hear it."

Dr. Kane: "...It's easy to say, easy to say."

Nie Liang said politely: "Don't worry, think about it carefully. You have to think carefully about the matter of the admiral before you can remember it. I have to write down these things. I will publish a book and bind it into a book to pass it down from generation to generation."

Dr. Kane: "..."

This is sick, right?

·

Half an hour later, Nie Liang left the medical room contentedly.

From this point of view, Dr. Kane's story was indeed almost emptied by him, and his brain barely cooled down and calmed down after two days.

Nie Liang vaguely remembered that Lanzhouhe had sent him something.

He glanced in the direction of the general's office, hesitated for a moment, returned to his residence, and opened the mailbox of the spare optical computer.

One photo and one audio.

Nie Liang's recognition of people is entirely based on beast-like intuition. Vision can sometimes deceive people, but intuition cannot.

If Lanzhouhe and the machine can't recognize it, he can.

So when he looked at the blurry photo, he was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, the three-second audio played automatically, and the childish and painful voice suddenly turned into a sharp knife and pierced into the ear.

The arc of Nie Liang's mouth gradually flattened.

There was no expression on Sven's face, and there was an indescribably terrifying gloom on his face. He hadn't moved for a long time, as silent as a stone statue.

Very slowly, bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes.