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The next day, Shao Jun went to contact the school to go through the procedure of suspending school. The procedure was very convenient. Obviously, the school was already mentally prepared. A lady with wise amber eyes came out to shake hands with him: "The gate of Shannan Middle School will always be open to Xia. Classmate Ke is open, no matter when he comes back, no matter whether he is suitable for mecha or not, we will wait for him." Shao Jun later found out that he was the principal of Shannan Middle School, and then remembered all kinds of Ke Xia in the communicator. It looks like a classmate called—this kid, although he always has a bad temper that is cold and dragged to the sky, is actually quite popular.

On the way back, Shao Jun received a call from Ode: "Du Yin? Master Huajian has something urgent to go back to Musha. The film and television projects here are going to be suspended because he needs to stay in Musha for several years. Considering In your actual situation, it is unlikely that you will go to Musha with him, so the assistant’s work may have to be suspended. The salary will be settled until this month, because the time is relatively tight, and Master Huajian also feels very sorry and asked the company to pay for it. You have paid half a year's wages as severance compensation, and the wages and severance compensation have been transferred to your brokerage company. I have also accompanied the young master back in the past few days, and you can call me if you have any difficulties in the future..."

This was really a bad news that made things worse. After Shao Jun hung up the phone, he remembered a sentence, when things can get worse, they will get worse.Working as an assistant here in Huajian Studio, coupled with the income of a substitute from time to time, is the most stable income channel he can get as a black household. If he can maintain this income and earn extra money, he should be able to maintain the huge cost of gene therapy .

"How bad can my luck be?" Shao Jun recalled what Ke Xia said. If what he experienced after waking up from this mechanical body were written into a book, wouldn't Ke Xia be an idiot? The most unlucky protagonist?As for the protagonist, he should be able to stand up, if he can survive.

When he returned to the apartment, he unexpectedly saw Ke Xia was tying up his blond hair with a ribbon, wearing a neat linen white shirt, lead gray trousers wrapped around his long straight legs: "Going out?"

Seeing the robot butler, Ke Xia couldn't help but mischievously said: "Yeah, I decided to follow your advice and go out and find a random woman."

!Shao Jun was a little speechless. Seeing the young boy tied up his hair, opened the door with his long legs and walked out, he could only follow him silently.

The blond boy didn't seem to have any destination, just put his hands in his pockets, walked slowly and leisurely, often stopped in front of a certain shop very curiously, and then took a look, asked, and then didn't buy. He left again, and walked to the next house. His outstanding appearance still gave him a lot of impression points. Although he asked many trivial questions, the other party answered them very enthusiastically.

After wandering around for a long time, seeing the sun go down, they came to the Central Park of the Alliance. Birds were singing everywhere, green forests stretched, and the roadsides were full of flower ponds, surrounded by pits and valleys full of blooming flowers. Flowers, large lawns on the hillside, the grass leaves are silky, thick and soft.Ke Xia really took off his shoes, walked up barefoot, stepped on the soft green grass, looked at Shao Jun, and raised his eyebrows: "It's very soft and itchy." The light green grass blade broke He dyed his white plain feet with grass juice, moved his toes, obviously felt that this feeling was very fresh, took a few more steps, and then put on the shoes again, and concluded with Shao Jun: "The hobbies of inferior people .”

Shao Jun was speechless, watching the young man continue to wander around idle, he was probably tired at last, he found a bench by the flower bed and sat down, leaned against the log back chair and slightly raised his head and closed his eyes as if taking a rest, the whole Everyone was bathed in the setting sun, and the orange-red light outlined a soft and translucent golden border on his side face.

Shao Jun was sitting next to him, seeing the setting sun in the distance, he was only thinking about where to raise the second installment of medical expenses, thanks to the gift of Huajian Feng, he got quite generous severance pay, But this is only one-third of the second phase of the drug fee. As for Fan Peter, it is definitely impossible to find such a good job as Hua Jianfeng's double.

It seems that the only way to continue to practice black boxing in Skynet is to get money sooner. Shao Jun was thinking about it when he suddenly heard Ke Xia beside him say something: "It's too thick."

Shao Jun was startled, turned his head to look at Ke Xia, and saw that he was still leaning on the back of the chair with his eyes closed, almost suspecting that he had heard wrong, Ke Xia's mouth curled up, and he continued to speak: "The fragrance of flowers that have been in the sun for a day, don't you mean Do you want to smell it? Although you can't smell it, I can tell you that the smell is too strong, and the smell of various flowers is mixed together, which is not as good as you imagined - of course, it may be because my spiritual power is too strong It's too high, so the senses are too sharp, and it's probably not bad for those civilians with low mental power."

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Shao Jun had no choice but to respond: "Understood."

Ke Xia continued: "Is there anything like driving a heavy locomotive, fighting fiercely with good brothers, etc. What speed can compare to the speed of a mecha galloping in the air? What kind of fighting boxing can compare to driving What about the joy of mecha battle? As for the smell of spirits... Only inferior people use alcohol to anesthetize themselves. If you have mental power, when you use your mental power to the extreme, you will have a greater sense of satisfaction and pleasure. That is incomparable to all soft drugs and wine... Besides, women..." He stretched his tone, almost with a teasing smile, opened his eyes and looked at Shao Jun, the ice blue eyes were filled with It's mocking: "Too weak and fragile...difficult to communicate and moody..."

Shao Jun felt that if he had a body, he would be ashamed and indignant now. The evil aristocrats, the evil people with spiritual power, he is really an ordinary layman, but, who would have thought that he would still be crying in front of him a year ago? The brat who was crying for his mother actually talked to him about women in a serious manner today?While he was slandering, he still kept his expressionless face, when suddenly a voice came in: "Ah, I'm sorry."

The two turned their heads and saw a young red-haired student holding a camera in his hand: "I'm really sorry, I was taking pictures just now, and I suddenly saw you two, the picture is so beautiful, so I took it, it's too presumptuous Yes, I'm so sorry."

He held a photo in his hand and handed it to them: "I know it shouldn't be, but it's really beautiful. Let the photo be a souvenir for you? I didn't keep one."

In the photo, the blond-haired boy and the black-haired boy were sitting on the bench. Ke Xia was turning his head and raised his eyebrows slightly to mock him. The fleeting smile was captured and fixed in the photo. There was a layer of golden flakes, while Shao Jun only had a slightly gloomy silhouette. The background of the two of them was the soft and mellow orange-red sunset falling from the sky, which was dreamlike and unreal.

Ke Xia's brows were cold, and in a blink of an eye, he was obviously very displeased to be interrupted and photographed, but he maintained the arrogance and restraint of a nobleman, completely ignoring it.Shao Jun took the photo and nodded. The student was very disturbed, apologized a few more times, and then left. Before leaving, he stole another glance at the blond boy who was very difficult to get along with.

Shao Jun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he held the photo in his hand and asked Ke Xia: "How to deal with it?"

Ke Xia said indifferently: "Keep it as a souvenir. If I don't survive, you can use it as a photo on the tombstone."

Shao Jun was silent for a while, and put the photo in his pocket: "Okay."

Ke Xia took a long breath: "What a heartless robot."

"If I don't survive and die, can you find a way to bury me back to the empire, and find a way to bury me near my parents?"

"can."

"Then delete all the memory related to me, it is my last instruction, is that okay?"

"Ok."

The round and red sunset struggled on the horizon for a long time, and finally sank, the sky gradually darkened, turning black bit by bit, and then the bright and beautiful starry sky appeared in the dark blue night sky.

Ke Xia looked at the stars in the sky without moving, and murmured: "It's really strange. Those poems that my parents forced me to recite since I was a child, are all rushing to come up, those beautiful but useless things."

"In the past, I thought they were long and complicated, hard to remember and hard to write, and they were useless except as a decoration in social places to seduce girls. Now, at this time, I actually found that I haven't forgotten a single word."

"I heard the phantom group of horses, their manes trembling..." Ke Xia closed his long eyelashes, and raised his chin slightly: "The iron hoofs are heavy and heavy, and the eyes are white." He read the passage as if reciting Classical and elegant verse: "The north spreads the creeping night above the head, the east reveals its secret joy before the morning light breaks, the west weeps in the white dew and drifts away with a sigh, the south pours rose petals of dark red flame... "

His voice is as smooth as velvet, and he reads the rhythmic lines beautifully: "Sleep, hope, dream, illusion of endless desire, the horses of disasters are thrown into heavy mortal flesh. . . . "(Note: Yeats "He Calmed His Lover")

His voice gradually became low and indistinct, and then he opened his eyes and looked at the starry sky for a long time.

Shao Jun stayed silently with him all the time, and it was after a long time that Ke Xia said again: "Hold me back, I can't get up." Before, he just felt a little numb in his legs, so he took a rest on the bench, but he didn't expect this rest , I can't get up anymore.

Shao Jun jumped up. Under the faint starlight, Ke Xia's face was so pale that it would break at the touch of a finger, but his eyes were bright and clear. He bent down and hugged the young man's body, which was already weak. Containing the speed and strength of a cheetah, he has created shocking achievements in driving the mech, but now he is soft and boneless, and he is at the mercy of others.

Ke Xia closed his eyes, and tried his best to lean his head against the robot's shoulder, so as not to look too embarrassed: "Call Dr. Kerr, start the treatment, I can't last long, I can feel this heavy flesh / body, can no longer be controlled by mental power."