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

After Crotia and Weizman finished discussing some future plans and channels for obtaining information, he turned around and saw a drowsy teenager sitting on the sofa beside him.

The boy's head nodded, and then he woke up suddenly, rubbed his eyes sleepily, changed his position and continued to move, it was indescribably cute.Crotia also saw this.She lowered her voice. "Alan, he seems to have a reaction to the Dresden Stone Plate."

Surprise flashed across Weitzman's eyes, and he smiled. "Anyone who sees such a huge monster will be surprised."

"No," Crotia explained calmly. "He... didn't react when he saw the stone plate."

"Sister, what do you want to say?"

"I'm here to negotiate with the higher-ups at Shipan, hoping to send us some useful helpers. As for your current mission," she paused. "Take him to Dr. Charmarton and have him tested."

"Then analyze the data. If there are traces of the Dresden stone plate experiment in his body, then his physique must be different from ordinary people. It's not that he is weak, but a deeper test. There must be something in his body. residue."

"Sister! Do you really want to do this? Alan is just an ordinary child..."

"Do you see how normal he is?" Claudia stretched out her right hand and counted her fingers. "The eyes are different from ordinary people. They can't speak. They are weaker than ordinary teenagers, but they don't know why they appear on trees, even children from abroad." She poked Weitzman's head with her finger. "Do you know what foreign nationality represents? We have no way of knowing the true identity of this teenager."

"Is that why you asked me to pick him up?"

"No, I didn't think about it that much at the time." Crotia laughed dryly. "Just because the kid looks good."

"..."

"Did you hear that!" She looked stern, "The only thing you have to do now is to establish a good relationship with him, if he is really the experimental subject..." Thinking of the stumped limbs and arms dug out of the collapsed laboratory and A bloody human body. "I just hope he can see that you treat him so well and let you go."

"Sister...I see." Weizman lowered his eyes, and Aaron gave him the impression of being so innocent and cute.He couldn't believe that he had done such a cruel thing.What's more, I thought of the smooth body of the boy I saw in the bathroom.Can you believe that there are people who killed nearly 2000 people in the laboratory without leaving a trace of scars?

If such a person really exists, is he really still a human being?

He strode towards the boy, and hugged him easily. He couldn't bear the light weight, but the boy in his arms raised his hand and scratched his skin just because his slightly long bangs brushed the skin on the outside. Scratching, she found a comfortable position in his arms and fell asleep.

A series of actions softened Weitzman's gloomy eyes.

He nodded to his sister, and walked out of the basement with the boy in his arms.

After the boy settled down on the bed, he tucked the corner of the quilt tightly, and raised his exposed hand to tuck it into the quilt, only to find that he was tightly clutching his hem.It was an action that would only be made by an insecure person.In the final analysis, no matter whether Alan is an experimental subject or not, he is just a helpless and wandering child who has lost his memory.

Weitzman looked at Aaron's frowning in sleep, and sat on the edge of the bed, carefully stroking him and gradually stretching him out.No matter what, since he has picked up the boy, he will be responsible to him to the end.

But Xiao Hei in his sleep is a little tricky, he doesn't know which world he is in.What Weitzman said to the boy echoed in his ears, and what Xiaobai said to him echoed in the other side.

[Xiao Hei.. Where are you? 】He saw Xiaobai holding his favorite sword 'Li', tears falling from under the wing-like eyelashes.The expression is so fragile.

【I will protect you. ] He saw the arc of Weitzman's mouth raised, and his eyes were shining with light that made the stars in the sky feel dim, and he stretched out his hand in front of him. [Alang. 】

Which one is real, and who is he?

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The morning light shines into the house through the glass windows, bringing warmth.Weitzman rubbed his cheek against the pillow, raised his hand to touch the person beside him, but only felt a piece of ice cold.He opened his eyes, and the teenager who was supposed to be sleeping beside him was gone. He got up and wanted to get out of bed to look for it, but he saw a bulging small bag at the foot of the bed.

He leaned over, wrapped his arms around the young man's body through the quilt, felt a sudden tremor from the person under him, and lowered his voice pitifully. "Aaron."

When he lifted the quilt, what caught his eyes was the pitiful expression of the young man, the big empty eyes were wet with tears, the tip of his nose was red, his cheeks were flushed due to lack of oxygen, and because he lifted the quilt, some At a loss, the small mouth opened slightly, showing a flustered expression.Weitzman looked at the blue and dark circles under the boy's eyes, and his heart was so soft that it melted into water. "Aaron, don't be afraid." Hearing his words, the boy closed his eyes in peace of mind, stretched out his arms, and lazily wrapped them around Weitzman's waist like a cat, purring.

Go to sleep obediently, I will accompany you.He pulled the quilt over to wrap the boy lying on him, and stroked the boy's messy long hair with his hands.Seeing the boy's peaceful sleeping face, he couldn't bear it any more.Although I don't know why the boy is so dependent on himself, is he really going to do what his sister said?The consequence of doing that would only break the teenager's dependence on him.

Following the boy's steady breathing, he moved his already numb legs.Put the boy on the bed steadily, and he got up to wash up.By the way, I glanced at the wall clock, and it was almost noon.

Fearing that the boy would be hungry when he woke up, he put on his clothes, opened the door, and walked quickly to the dining room.

"Hey, Adolf! I thought you guys were going to sleep in the bedroom until we had dinner together!" Crotia greeted Weitzman who was going downstairs with a newspaper in her hand. "Where's Aaron?"

"Sister." Weizman was a little speechless. After he pulled out a chair by the dining table and sat down, he ordered the maid to prepare a breakfast and then prepare a warm one.Then answer Crotia's question. "He's still sleeping."

"Huh? Still sleeping?"

"Yes." He said worriedly after taking the breakfast served by the maid. "I reckon he didn't sleep all night."

"Sister, although Alan has no memory, his insecurity is almost to the extreme." He took a bite of bread. "After I finish eating, I will go up to accompany him."

Thinking of the boy's expression if he was not by his side, Weitzman's voice was softer than he himself would have thought.Only Crotia noticed it.She lowered her head and sipped her coffee, "Take him out today."

"what?"

"It's time for you to take him out to get used to this city, go around more. Maybe he will remember something." Think of something and experimental data or some memories about the Dresden stone.Although he said that Weitzman is not needed to intervene in this research for the time being, he really has no way to start.

"Well, I see." Weitzman said, he looked at Clodia suddenly raised his head to signal him, and raised his head with some doubts.I saw the boy standing on the stairs.

There was no expression on the young man's face, and he was only wearing a Weitzman shirt, but it was wrapped up to his thigh.He opened his mouth. "white……"

Claude burst out laughing and sprayed Weitzman with coffee. "Hahaha, so in Alang's impression, there is only one word white! Ahahaha!"

"Sister...you're enough." Weitzman wiped the water on his face with the towel handed by the maid, and waved at the boy, calling him over.

Seeing his action, the boy ran down with bare feet. Weitzman was startled and afraid that he would fall down. Claudia ordered the housekeeper to bring the boy's shoes because there were no suitable ones, and the maid On the day the boy was just picked up, he had made foot covers made of fur and rubber bands.

"Aaron, do you want to go out?" Weitzman stroked the boy's bangs.

"?" The young man tilted his head in doubt, but his face was still expressionless, looking weird.

"I said, take you out to play? Okay?" Weitzman received the foot cover handed over by the maid, and motioned the boy to sit down, then squatted and lifted the boy's white feet, and put them on for him.

The boy stared at Weitzman for a long time, then nodded.Weitzman stood up and patted the boy on the head, and said to Crotia. "Sister, you still don't go to the research institute? Why are you still here?"

"Okay, okay!" Crotia rolled her eyes and got up, "My brother thinks I'm disturbing his romance. Alas, I'm sorry for my lonely family..."

Weitzman watched Claudia leave, and stretched out his finger to tap the tip of the boy's nose. "I'll take you to buy some clothes, you can't always wear my clothes, right?"

"White……"

"What?" Weitzman leaned over to hear what the boy said.

"White……"

"White?" The boy nodded. "noob."

Weitzman laughed out loud, watching the boy's eyes drowning. "Okay, I'm Xiaobai."

The reason why it is called a boy is because Xiao Hei, from the moment the boy became conscious, he found himself out of the boy's body again.He was just a bystander, standing quietly by the side, looking at the pitiful and helpless appearance of the young man and Weitzman's gentle expression.

He can understand how important this boy will be to him in the future.But, why did Xiaobai never mention it to him?

When he saw the boy open his mouth to speak, Xiao Hei felt a momentary difference.Did you know how to talk when you were a teenager?Just because he was the one who wanted to talk at that time, so he couldn't speak?

Xiaobai...he heard the boy shout.

It turned out that the name Xiaobai was not the name given to him by the cat.It was given to him by a boy in the distant past.

The author has something to say:

_(:з」∠)_There will probably be a few chapters that will write some warm scenes and interactions between the little boy and Weitzman. I hope everyone will not say that I am slow, this is called foreshadowing! ! ! !