Why is the system dad angry again?

Lu Zhuo said nothing, and Rao Shan took him as his acquiescence.

He kept circling in the office, sighing again and again, and hesitated again and again. Finally, he sat down opposite Lu Zhuo, his face looked a little gloomy and said: "What do you think? ?”

Lu Zhuo looked indifferent, leaned on the sofa, and said in a calm tone: "I have never experienced the pain of love, why don't you want to try it?"

Rao Shan almost choked to death on his own saliva. He patted his chest and felt that he needed to take a quick-acting heart-saving pill immediately to avoid being angered by this man and causing cardiac arrest in the next second.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes." Lu Zhuo had finished copying the agreement data. He stood up and was about to leave.

Rao Shan looked at his back and could no longer see the young look he had back then. His fingertips trembled slightly and he opened his lips and said, "Lu Zhuo, have you forgotten how she died?"

Lu Zhuo's footsteps paused, and the hand on the doorknob was retracted, hanging quietly by his side. He lowered his head, his black hair covered his eyebrows, and the light on the sapphire was completely extinguished.

"Crack!" A dense sound sounded, and dense cracks appeared on all the glass in the room. Then they splashed like water splashes, and the fragments floated and stagnated in the air, like tiny stars in the sky.

"How can you... bring up her?"

Rao Shan was overwhelmed by the aura on his body, but he still didn't show any fear. He pretended to smile relaxedly, but his smile was a bit sad. He asked: "So, Lu Zhuo , what exactly do you think?"

Lu Zhuo breathed out, the broken glass returned to its original shape, and his aura and pressure dropped. Looking at Rao Shan's brows with a bit of anger, he said in a deep voice: "I promise to come to the Seventh Precinct with you. At that time, you promised me something, do you still remember?"

Rao Shan nodded: "Remember, but the requirement must be within my ability."

Lu Zhuo looked sideways at him. The anger in his eyes had dissipated a lot, but it still made him feel chilled. "The Seventh Precinct is short of people."

Rao Shan was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately realized what Lu Zhuo meant. He was shocked and said: "Are you crazy? What kind of place is this? It's a dragon's pool and a tiger's den. Not everyone can bear it! You, I... back then, for Do you know how much effort it took to leave the General Administration! If you really liked that person, you wouldn’t think about him..."

"Rao Shan, I won't let him step into this vortex. I just need an identity, an identity that won't be investigated by the General Administration or erased."

Lu Zhuo pinched the sapphire on his earrings, his expression was particularly sincere, and his eyes trembled slightly, "I can't afford to gamble a second time. I no longer have the mental energy I had back then. I just want to live a quiet old age."

Rao Shan was almost moved by what he said, but after hearing the sentence of "supporting the elderly," the corner of his mouth twitched and said: "I will try my best." Then he paused and said: "You should also pay attention. If something happens, you can handle it yourself. Don't come to me, sooner or later my heart won't be able to bear it."

The corners of Lu Zhuo's mouth raised slightly, then he opened the door and walked out of the office.

His figure was reflected on the white floor of the corridor, and there were pale lights. Every step he took was steady, but his expression didn't look so good. His fingers were clenched, and his mood didn't look so calm.

"Ah Zhuo, only when people have feelings can they be considered real people..."

"Ah Zhuo, I'm sorry..."

"Ah Zhuo, sister is really leaving this time..."

Lu Zhuo's pale hands were placed on the wall, his fingertips could not help but tremble. His bent back looked fragile, and his lips had lost their original color.

When the round little system came out of the main control room and saw Lu Zhuo, he was frightened by the gloomy aura on his body. He hesitated for a while before drifting to Lu Zhuo's side, and asked in a sweet voice: "Master Zhuo, what's wrong with you?" ?”

Lu Zhuo covered his eyes with his hands. After his emotions returned to normal, he became the cold Lu Zhuo again, but the darkness in his eyes was like thick ink that could not be dissolved.

"Nothing, how is the recent data monitoring?"

The small system hesitated for a moment, scanned Lu Zhuo several times, and then said: "There is nothing wrong with the supervision data, it is your data, Master Zhuo..."

"I know." Lu Zhuo raised his head, interrupted what he was saying, and said in a deep voice: "I alone will be responsible for the losses incurred. Raoshan will have new equipment prepared for you in the next few days. During this time, you Just focus on the data of each world.”

"Yes, Master Zhuo!"

After Lu Zhuo returned to the system space, the first thing he did was to change the exported system protocol data, and then changed the original data during the communication data construction. He knew that this could not last long, but he had to do this.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Tangzhou, who had fallen into a deep sleep. His eyes softened a bit. He looked at the monitor of the system space, turned on the system on the bracelet, and whispered: "System, the space needs to be checked, close it." All surveillance equipment.”

After all the lights in the system space dimmed, Lu Zhuo passed through the screen in an instant. This time, what appeared was no longer a data clone, but the real him.

He lay beside Lin Tangzhou, and with one big hand, he trapped the young man in his arms, lifted the hair from his forehead, and kissed him softly.

Lin Tangzhou felt something vaguely. His eyes were empty and he couldn't see the face in front of him clearly, but he could roughly make out that it was Lu Zhuo's face. He muttered in a half-asleep state: "You, how..."

Lu Zhuo took hold of the boy's erratic hand, forced it into his arms, and coaxed, "Go to sleep!"

Lin Tangzhou took advantage of the situation and hugged him, put her hands on Lu Zhuo's waist, and said vaguely: "Well, I'm dreaming again..."

Lu Zhuo laughed. This time he was not dreaming. He was such a little fool!

He gently sniffed the scent of acacia in the young man's hair, and completely wrapped the young man with his own hot body temperature, trying to leave his own scent on him.

After sighing slowly, Lu Zhuo closed his eyes. He could rarely think of the past, not to mention that thousands of years had passed, and no matter how many past events he had, they would become blurry.

Only the sapphire's light was still clear and bright in the dark night.

When Lu Zhuo was seventeen or eighteen years old, his sister never had too many demands on his life and future. She only said that Lu Zhuo would do whatever he liked.

He had a serious lack of emotion. When his mother passed away, he didn't even shed a single tear.

In Lu Zhuo's eyes, feelings are more difficult to solve than all the problems in the world.

On the day his mother passed away, he and his sister stood in front of the tombstone. There was light snow in the sky, and there were already signs of snow. In front of the tombstone stood his mother's favorite hyacinth.

The sister was holding an umbrella, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, but she was still pretending to be strong to comfort him.

Lu Zhuo raised his head slightly, revealing the young man's beautiful face. He could already see the angular outline of an adult man, and his indifferent expression was exactly the same as his father's.

"Sister, why do people have feelings?"

The elder sister was half a head taller than Lu Zhuo. She was silent for a long time, then touched her younger brother's head and whispered: "A Zhuo, you have to remember that only when a person has feelings can he be considered a real human being!"