[K] The growth and evolution of the owner and the dog

However, there are many festivals before Valentine's Day, such as New Year's Day.In Weizman's family, after all, there are only him and his sister, and they have never been to this kind of reunion festival.Coupled with the occurrence of the Dresden Slate and the disappearance of the teenager, there is no energy to manage these festivals that exist every year.

As for Valentine's Day, Weitzman never celebrated it growing up.When he was a child, boys would give him chocolates and tell him to give them to Claudia.Later, as he grew up, there were many little girls with blushing faces who stuffed chocolate love letters into his arms.

And I always don't care about it, even if I like sweets.I don't have any liking for this cloyingly sweet thing.What's more, at that time, I was only interested in some knowledge and skills in books, and had little regard for children's personal relationships.

However, now he knows.One was that he was not interested at the time, and the other was that their nympho versions of their chirping expressions were really unbearable for him until he met Alan.

Some people say that something like love comes inexplicably, without a hint of warning.And love has nothing to do with gender or age, it's just about liking, then it's good to be together.

"Hey, Aaron." Weitzman sat on the head of the bed, hugged the young man in his arms, and carefully wiped his freshly washed hair. "Is there anywhere you want to go?"

"Why?" The young man raised his head, very surprised. "Dresden's experimental research report finished?"

"Well, it's almost there." Weitzman scratched his chin awkwardly. "Hey, you see that you were not familiar with Dresden before, but now you are a little familiar, is there any place you want to go out?"

The young man didn't speak for a while, turned over and put his arms around Weitzman's waist, rubbing his wet hair against his body, his voice was playful. "Is it February fourteenth?"

Weitzman chuckled and stroked his hair. "Did my sister tell you, or did the housekeeper tell you?"

"Xiaobai doesn't know where to go, okay?"

"I'm asking you..."

"Let's talk about it when the time comes." The young man lay in Weitzman's arms, his broken hair covered his eyes, and his red lips whispered a few words, "Being able to stay with Xiaobai is the same everywhere." Obviously it is very normal , but it shocked Weitzman's heart.

He couldn't help lowering his head, bit his lips, and traced tenderly with the tip of his tongue.Then he was about to evacuate, but the young man held his head and pressed his lips together again, and the corners of Weitzman's mouth slightly curled up.Seized the sovereignty, turned over and put the youth under him.The broad palm, with a little callus of years, caresses the fair skin obsessively.

The person below him moved sensitively with his fingertips, trembling slightly, like crystal white jade, which fascinated people.

The kiss ends.

The young man's chest heaved violently, and his slender eye sockets looked moist. Weitzman looked at him affectionately, touching his eyes with his fingertips. The young man closed them obediently, and he asked with pity. "Alang, are you...would you like to restore your eyes to normal?"

"what?"

Weitzman pondered for a moment, organizing his words. "According to the results of the research, the Dresden slate is the reason why your pupils can't focus." He kissed the young man's eyes like a superficial touch, "So I really focus on this aspect and focus on research."

"Alang, are you willing to return to normal?" There was a tentative tone in his voice, but it was not offensive, but a strong concern. "Because the experiment on the Dresden slate is a nightmare for you. So I think this question should be asked..."

"Do you think I will refuse? Weitzman." The young man sat up cross-legged with a very serious face. "I said before that I will not be afraid of becoming an experimental subject. Even the previous experimental process. All I care about is your attitude."

He took Weitzman's hand, pressed it against his chest, and smiled.

"You said before that this heart is so small that it can only accommodate me alone."

"Then I can tell you too. My heart is small, too."

"Weitzman, I believe in you. If you want...I..."

for him.The name Weitzman has the magic power of a spell. When the young man calls out with a particularly cool voice, his whole body is like soaking in a love stove from head to toe, and the whole person will become extraordinarily wonderful.Perhaps it was precisely because the young man would call out his name only when he was extremely serious.And usually Xiaobai Xiaobai screams, which is extraordinarily cute and lovable.That's why it leads to this strange but not annoying feeling.

"Aaron, I hope. I can be reflected in your eyes."

"Instead of the present illusory."

Weitzman's eyes were gently drowning in water, from which the young man could see his dazed face, the wet hair curled up messily by the towel, and he could even look into the depths of Weitzman's heart at a glance, just like it The emotion expressed is just as affectionate.

This feeling of indescribable satisfaction, he gradually understood the meaning of Weitzman's words.His head tilted slightly, and the corners of his eyes crooked as he smiled. "good."

Under Weitzman's arrangement and Claudia's secret help, the awakened power of the Dresden Stone was used as a medium to introduce the juvenile's brain nerves, stimulating the regeneration of the visual system and eye tissue.And observe the brain waves of teenagers through instrumental data measurement.

Weitzman clenched his sweaty hands and looked worriedly at the young man whose head was covered with instrument pipes.Although he was fully sure of his own conclusions and decisions, he couldn't guarantee [-]% that the teenager's operation would be successful.

This was his first experiment with the Dresden stone on the human body, but it was also an experiment he couldn't afford to gamble on.Time passed by, and he looked at the young man's closed eyes, feeling more and more uneasy.Because of nervousness, white light flickered in front of his eyes, and his mind was a little dazed.

"Dr. Weitzman." The experiment assistant took the young man's EEG and patted him on the shoulder in comfort. "We really succeeded this time..."

He suddenly realized, and raised his head stiffly, looking at the young man who was helped out of bed.The fair face became paler due to the accumulation of energy.Almost the same color as the gauze wrapped around the eyes.Sitting in a wheelchair, he smiled towards the place exuding Weitzman's breath. "Weitzman..."

Weitzman turned his head, hurriedly took the materials brought by the assistant, and asked while flipping through them. "How long will it take to recover?"

"Yes, according to the current degree of brain wave fusion, it only takes about two days. However, this young man's physique is really much better than the average person."

Weizman paused his hands, did not speak, and exchanged the information with his assistant. He walked to the place where the young man was, knelt on the ground on one knee, and kissed the young man's fingertips reverently.

"Aaron, there are still two days."

"I can have a complete you."

"I'm so happy, so happy."

"Don't be happy for now." Claudia leaned against the wall with a gloomy expression. "Our side has lost one after another, and the upper management is urging us to hand over the experimental results as soon as possible."

"Sister...I see." He stood up, ready to make up a lie to deceive the origin of the young man beside him, but she interrupted him.

"Weitzman, we need to hurry up." Crotia rolled her eyes, "Alang's eyes are blind now, so you should take advantage of these two days to end the conversation quickly. Can you stay with him later? It's Valentine's Day two days later, you guys? I’m so tired, can I do business now?”

"sister!!!"

"Okay, okay, I know you don't have face." Clodia approached, looking at the young man with playfulness. "But speaking of it, the power of the Dresden stone slab can be so..."

"Clotia." The young man pursed his lips, a little embarrassed. "Thank you."

"Ale? I didn't hear what you said, Aaron, can you speak louder?"

"..."

"Sister...don't bully him anymore."

"Tsk tsk, my brother is getting older, alas... I can't keep it..."

However, the young man did not expect that this was the last sentence Claudia said to him.

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On the evening of February [-]th, Weizmann finished washing up as usual, and all the research data on the Dresden stone slabs were sorted out and placed in the laboratory.It was supposed to be Weitzman who stayed in the laboratory for the night, because it was the last day.

After the data report was handed in, they said goodbye to the Dresden Slate.

But Crotia pushed Weitzman out of the lab with a faint smile on her face. "Tomorrow is Valentine's Day, don't you want to spend the early morning before Valentine's Day with Aaron?"

"But……"

"But what, are you still worried about me being here?"

Weitzman was still hesitating, but Crotia directly photographed him out of the lab. "As a man, what's the matter! Big deal, buy some good things for my sister and share with me tomorrow!"

Hearing what Claudia said, Weitzman had no choice but to nod. "Then please sister."

He climbed onto the bed, looked at the sleeping face of the young man, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, and was about to hug him to sleep.He heard his sleepy voice. "noob……?"

"Well, it's me." He was surprised and replied. "why are not you sleeping?"

"Well, I can't sleep." In the dark, he hugged Weitzman's arm in the dark, his body trembling from the cold breath.

"Aaron." Weitzman said softly, stroking his forehead. "Tomorrow your eyes..."

"Xiao Bai thinks, what will my eyes look like?" He asked.

""

Weitzman raised his neck and looked out the window with some smog, but he could vaguely see the sky of stars.He once thought about the appearance of the boy's eyes, but he still couldn't describe it in his heart.Eyes are the windows of the soul, they can express a person's character and experience.

He raised his arm, opened his palm, and said quietly through his palm. "I have guessed a lot. It is as bright as a star, as dazzling as the sun, and even as charming as a ghost."

"But when this moment really comes, I don't think so much anymore."

"Anyway, these are the eyes I like."

Just as the young man was about to answer, there was a loud noise in his ear.Then came successive noises, which even made the house shake and dust.

With a surprised expression on his face, Weitzman quickly put on his shirt and stood beside the bed.

Then the pupils trembled slightly.

It was gorgeously rendered by a piece of red light, surrounding the entire city of Dresden... A huge monster floating in the sky was dropping something, and with the bang, it exploded piece by piece.

It is simply a demon, devouring the entire city.

"What happened..." His body trembled violently, even his fingertips. "Why..."