My wife forgot about me

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Herman's next words were stuck in the shell, and he didn't say it. A wave of enthusiasm rushed out from the inside of a group of technicians, and strands of silver-white silk thread surrounded it. At first glance, it looked like a blade had been opened. The sharp blade grazed every inch of the solid wall in the room, weaving a fast-moving confined space.

It turned out to be the embodiment of the magnetic field.

Vizier put down his teacup and stood up with a dignified expression.

Jonas could only see those gleaming thin lines sliding rapidly along his body, like a child going around in circles, elliptical curves one after another.

How is this going?Jonas stretched out his fingers curiously, wanting to touch the non-continuous lines, but before he touched them, he exclaimed.

The silver-white thread seemed to have a consciousness of its own, and he tapped his slender fingers lively. Jonas didn't feel any discomfort at this feather-like touch, only felt that these inexplicable threads were like Like a naughty child, he likes to play around people.

But this feeling didn't last long, the white thread wound around a few times, and suddenly a red light came from the end connected to his finger, running quickly from his little finger, and passed through Wei Wei in an instant. Searle and the two went straight to the group of noisy staff.

The technician noticed the situation here, and immediately withdrew a passage, so that the red line could actively find his source.

The red dots jump and dissipate, like the conduction of electrical signals, passing through many intermediate stations, and finally reaching the end.

"What?" cried Herman in disbelief. "The Titans still decided to use Jonas as the key?"

"Didn't it mean that as long as it can be disassembled, you don't need to make a buffer key?"

Herman yelled at the technical dismantling personnel on the opposite side.

All the staff members also had expressions of astonishment. He was originally doing normal dismantling and breaking procedures, but who knew that Titan's optical brain suddenly rose up in obedience, pushed aside the heavy security procedures, and opened the most dangerous connection method.

"Lieutenant General Zhongzhong," the speaker was panting because of the high mental tension, "Titan doesn't accept it. Maybe because Mrs. Jonas is here, he chose the most risky and aggressive connection method."

"These connections," the man raised his finger and pointed to the smooth lines around him, "are searching and locating."

As soon as the man finished speaking, the scattered lines around him were suddenly taken back, just as he had suddenly appeared, and returned along the same path as the tide, leaving only the long scarlet glowing line connected to Jonas. line.

The person who spoke was horrified when he saw this situation, and immediately turned his head to look at the messy Titan placed on the workbench. semaphore.

"I have chosen." The man's legs were a little weak.

Herman's complexion became ugly, as black as the bottom of a pot, and when he touched it, he could see black ash from his hands.

His eyebrows trembled violently, and he turned his gaze to Visil again.

Jonas was a little dazed, not knowing what happened, with a blank expression on his face, he also cast doubtful eyes on Visil.

That thing was simply—holding him?Jonas moved, but felt no discomfort.

Visil's expression was obscure, he waved his hand, let him take a step forward, and lowered his body to hold Jonas' other hand that was not connected to the Titan.

The moment Visil touched him, a piercing scream sounded from his mind again, which was exactly the same as the sound made by the friction of the machine just now.But the only difference was that the sound seemed to pass through several nerve cells, and was transmitted from the left side of the head to the right brain hemisphere, causing his whole body to convulse violently.

The pain was very unbearable, as if someone was scraping his bones with the tip of a knife.Jonas yelled unbearably, reached out and knocked away Visil's palm that touched him.

But it was useless, this scream was not caused by someone else's touch, even if no one touched him, the sound still ran uncontrollably in his head, and finally disappeared in the blink of an eye without a trace.

Jonas was sweating all over the floor, and even his eyelashes were covered with crystal beads of sweat.

As soon as the sound passed, Jonas collapsed on the ground in pain and relaxation.

No wonder their faces are so ugly.Jonas pressed a hand heavily on the restless thread, trembling, trying to pull it off.

The staff next to her were shocked, and they all shouted, "Madam, don't want it."

Vizier grabbed Jonas' fingers and stopped his next move.

why?

Jonas' face was dripping with sweat, and his cheeks were pale, "What's wrong?"

"Don't be afraid." Visil said.

"What do you mean?" Jonas trembled a little. He raised his hand to look at the little finger wrapped in white thread, and then looked at Visil's face, as if seeking an answer.

"He's calling me." Jonas suddenly felt the pull from the opposite side again, like a child calling his parents, and the opposite side was filled with various unknown emotions, rushing directly into his originally clear brain like a flood.

A moment of sentimentality, pain, sadness, doubt, and even hope, all spiraled up from the soles of his feet, completely wrapping him into a trash can full of negative emotions.

"He's sad," Jonas said again, warm tears trickling from his eyes and onto his outstretched fingers.

The silver-white thread felt Jonas's resonance, and like a snake strangling his prey, it bound more tightly.

Vizier stepped forward, hugged him into his broad chest, put half of his face on Jonas' trembling shoulder, and then tightly wrapped his arms into Jonas' thin waist .

"There is nothing to be afraid of, Jonas," Vizier whispered in his ear, "close your eyes and just leave everything to me."

"He's calling for me." Jonas rolled on his neck, hot tears clinging to Visil's neck, "He's beating, he's beating like a pulse. He said, I'm his child."

"You are not his child." Vizier put his arms around him, "Believe me, Jonas, you will be fine in a while."

Jonas writhed in his arms in pain, dripping with sweat, "Why?"

Why is this thing haunting me?

Why do you keep hiding it from me?

Why does everything matter to me?

Why am I losing my memory?

Jonas was wrapped in a thick black fog. Last moment he was in heaven, but now he has fallen into a dark hell.

"why?"

he asked stubbornly.

"Do you still remember who gave you the Titan?" Visil hugged him tighter, tried to put him in a comfortable posture, and asked a question.

Herman stood aside, he didn't know whether he was sighing or relieved. When he saw Vizier start to explain, he knew what the follow-up development would be. He waved his hand at the crowd, and the nervous staff understood. What Herman meant, he nodded in trepidation, picked a few people out of nearly twenty people, led them like thieves, controlled the volume of their footsteps, and stooped out from the door without a trace.

"You know?" Jonas was drenched in cold sweat, huddled in his arms, not at all surprised that he knew this.

"I know, otherwise you wouldn't have taken the Titan back without authorization." Vizier stroked his sweaty hair roots, and rested his palm on Jonas' waist.

"What else?" Jonas moved a little, feeling the emotions of this thing slowly withdraw from his mind, which made him retch.

"Do you know why everyone is insisting on getting Titans?" Visil lowered his eyes, not expecting his answer, and continued talking on his own.

"Grandpa was five or six years ago, and the chief of the department you belonged to was a friend who grew up together. Do you remember Valendo?" Visil lifted Jonas's legs on his tight On the thigh, Jonas's whole body was circled.

"I remember." Jonas recalled the first time he heard the name of the Valentuo base, and since then, he has been dealing with big and small things.

Vizier put his chin on the top of Jonas' head again, "Before the accident in Valendo, Cologne—that officer, once sent an electronic letter to Grandpa."

There was no major message in that letter, just a few simple words, "The night never dies, and the dawn never comes."

At the beginning, Varosis was only a scholar in Cologne, and he liked to write some inexplicable acid poems for others, so he didn't take it seriously, but he didn't expect that within a few days, the Valendo base would welcome It was a major blow in its life, and it was wiped out between fierce artillery bombardments, and it caused heavy losses to the Bronze Legion.

This incident directly led to a huge change in domestic forces. The Big Three became two giants. The Bronze Legion went from glory to darkness, and continued to confront the other two legions politically. Later, Jonas fled. caused violent fluctuations.

For a while, rumors were rampant, and rumors spread everywhere that it was the Rose Legion that launched the sneak attack and bombing, and the domestic crusade against the Rose Legion could be called unprecedented.The number of people who joined the army that year was greatly reduced, and later even reached the point where there were few people.

Later, the conspiracy theory was further fermented, and it developed to the point that the Sverger Legion deliberately tricked the Rose Legion and the Bronze Legion into enemies, so that they could reap the benefits of the fisherman.

There are different opinions.

Until that year, a piece of ammunition that did not explode due to the fake gun stuffed in the abdominal cavity was dug out from which deep pit, and the highly radioactive gun that was absolutely not allowed to be stuffed in the gun was extracted from the extract inside. substance.

Due to the strict standards of artillery and ammunition produced in the country, the mass media later shifted their targets, and the topic became, "When we were fighting among ourselves, people from the outer galaxy provoked conflicts and were still cheerfully preparing to attack us. "

Later, Wilger rescued Jonas who was fleeing around, and handed the things of Cologne carried by Jonas to Varosis.

It was cracked at that time, but only the first layer of code was broken, and a video appeared. Colon was sitting on a chair with his head down, his face was a little melancholy.

"I watched her grow up, but I didn't expect her to look like this."

After saying this, he lowered his head again, unable to see the expression on his face clearly. "Do you want another person on the throne? I copied everything in it."

After saying this, the video stopped abruptly.