Forced to open between A and O

"Hmm..." Meng Xilou was so intoxicated in a beautiful dream that she really didn't want to wake up.

In his dream, he got the first place in all subjects, won the championship in every sports meeting, successfully became the chairman of the student union, and won the singing competition with a song of nature.What's even more wonderful is that he hugged each beautiful Omega on the left and right, and watched Wu Yan sitting alone opposite him with a smile on his face, his face full of gloom.

"Wu Yan, do you admit defeat?" He was so happy that he couldn't help raving.

In a trance, there seemed to be a distant voice coming in waves like ultrasonic waves:

"Mengxilou, get up for me! Get up for me!"

"what?"

Meng Xilou's consciousness finally surfaced, and a spirit woke up.He sat up and bumped into something impartially.

"Oh! It hurts!" Meng Xilou covered his nose and wailed.

"It hurts..." But another painful voice was heard.When he took a closer look, Wu Yan also covered his nose, frowned, and almost bent over in pain.

"Wu Yan?!" Meng Xilou asked dissatisfied, "Why did you bump my nose?"

"I... still want to ask you..." Wu Yan was already bleeding from his nose.

"It was you who woke me up, why are you so close to me?" Seeing his nosebleeds, Meng Xilou couldn't help but gloated and laughed out loud.

"..." Wu Yan could only be speechless.

He couldn't say that he was worried about the situation in Meng Xilou just now, and kept staring at him above him, patting his face to wake him up.

He stopped the nosebleed, silently took out the medicine from the medicine box, handed it along with water to Meng Xilou involuntarily:

"have eaten."

Seeing his commanding tone, Meng Xilou felt upset again:

"I won't bother you."

"have eaten."

"I'll eat it later."

"Now eat."

"what?"

"Now, eat right away."

"..."

Meng Xilou could clearly feel the irrefutable tone in Wu Yan's tone, as if if Meng Xilou didn't take the medicine now, he could crush it on the spot and pour it into his mouth.

"Just take it..." Meng Xilou had no choice but to take the medicine resentfully.

Wu Yan watched him take the medicine, seemed very satisfied, turned around and found some compressed biscuits and self-heating food from the medicine box, prepared it himself, served it with drinks, put it on a tray, and handed it over.

"It's not my hallucination that you prepared food for me with your own hands. You don't want to eat it?" Meng Xilou had never seen such a virtuous side of him, so he was very surprised.

"you eat first."

"Oh."

Meng Xilou stopped being polite to him, and started eating voraciously.The battle just now exhausted his energy and strength, coupled with the release of pheromones and injuries, he was already starving.

Wu Yan looked at him without saying a word, and there was a rare trace of peace of mind and tenderness in his eyes.Meng Xilou sensed his strange gaze and felt uncomfortable all over, so he had nothing to say:

"Where are we now?"

"On an asteroid to the northwest of the Galaxy."

"How did we get here?"

"Forced landing."

"Why forced landing?"

"The energy is running out."

"How did it run out?"

"..."

When Wu Yan heard this question, he seemed to have something to hide, so he stopped answering.Meng Xilou caught his mistake and immediately began to sneer:

"Who just called me to pay attention to energy consumption? Hehe... Now I'm slapped in the face."

"..." Wu Yan still didn't answer.

Meng Xilou managed to catch an opportunity to hurt Wu Yan, but he was willing to let it go easily, and continued shamelessly:

"Speak up, Wu Yan, aren't you the best? Hey, should I say you are witty, or witty, or witty?"

"Shut up and eat."

"I'm full." Meng Xilou pressed, "When will the rescue team come?"

"Your mech is damaged, mine has no energy, and can't send out communication signals. But this place is not remote. After tonight at the latest, the rescue team will find us."

"What?!" Meng Xilou was so anxious that he almost dropped the food tray, "You mean, you and I might have to spend the night alone in this ghost place?!"

"Yes."

"Fuck!" Meng Xilou's eyes widened speechlessly: What the hell, asking him to stay in the same room with the terrifying Wu Yan, and to spend the night, is simply torture!Torture!

Wu Yan ignored his undisguised reluctance and disgust, and went straight to take the tray over, and started to eat himself.

"...that's what I ate..." Meng Xilou kindly reminded him.

"know."

"..."

Meng Xilou was speechless and asked the sky. He looked around desperately, and found that he and Wu Yan were in a rift on the ground, surrounded by hard rocks, which could shelter the wind and rain, and the temperature in the rift was pleasant.

Meng Xilou stood up, still a little dizzy, staggered to the mouth of the rift, and saw not far away his own flame cloud fell to the ground in tatters, next to Wu Yan's blue sky, pulling out a deep cloud on the ground. Crash landing scratches.

A moment of fear surged in Meng Xilou's heart: "Could it be that you ran out of energy halfway through the crash landing?"

"Ah."

"Then we didn't fall to our death?"

"For the last few hundred meters, balance the wind and gravity by adjusting the posture of the fuselage."

Meng Xilou was speechless, he had to admire Wu Yan's ability to adapt on the spot.If it were him, he was not sure that he could do so well and save the lives of the two of them.

In fact, he knows better than anyone else that Wu Yan is really outstanding and powerful, in every sense of the word.I originally admired and envied him very much, if it wasn't for his constant words to suppress me...

So admiration is admiration, and the words become:

"Come on, you can do it, you can do it, you are so powerful, why can't you deal with Qiu Fang? Fuck! I was really hurt by you, and I was forced to be trapped in this shitty place, ah, it's so hot! mmp's !..."

Now it's just him and Wu Yan, he doesn't need or have the energy to maintain his usual elegant and gentle image.

Wu Yan was not angry when he heard him nagging and swearing, he just turned his head and watched him closely.Meng Xilou felt very uncomfortable with his sharp gaze, and couldn't help shouting:

"What are you looking at?!"

Wu Yan suddenly smiled.

The smile turned out to be very gentle, and the look in Meng Xilou's eyes became very soft.

Meng Xilou was terrified by his abnormal behavior: "Are you kidding me?"

Wu Yan was silent for a while, then said:

"I finally stopped pretending."

"You..." Meng Xilou was a little embarrassed, and only then did he notice that his usual image of a gentleman was gone.

Wu Yan smiled again, and stopped talking.Seeing his expression of being in control, Meng Xilou was furious, but he was so poor at words that he didn't know what to say.

Why do you have to be alone with this plague god?

In addition to being unhappy, Meng Xilou also found that he was more uncomfortable.For some reason, facing Wu Yan face to face made him very nervous and embarrassed, and he didn't even know where to put his hands and feet.

It must be because he is my deadly enemy, Meng Xilou thought.

Wu Yan ate his meal unhurriedly, and suddenly said another sentence:

"You're cuter like this."

Meng Xilou almost choked: "You, what did you say?!"

Wu Yan didn't change his face, and his tone was firm: "It's more cute not to pretend."

"Who the hell are you pretending to be? Who's cute?"

Wu Yan glanced at him, and got straight to the point: "You still don't admit that your appearance of being gentle, elegant and personable is just an act?"

"..." Meng Xilou's swear words had already reached the tip of his lips, and he swallowed them back abruptly.What does Wu Yan want to do?Want to expose your disguise on this uninhabited planet?What good is he?

Thinking that there was no one around now, he felt relaxed again, and simply spread it out on the ground, with a shameless face:

"So what? Say it louder and see if I'm afraid—there's no one else here."

Wu Yan didn't speak, Meng Xilou waited for a long time, and vaguely heard his chuckle.

"Laughing fart?"

Wu Yan didn't answer, but asked, "Aren't you tired of carrying it like that?"

Meng Xilou asked back, "What about you?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"You always pay attention to hiding your pheromones, are you tired?"

Wu Yan was silent for a while: "I have no choice."

Meng Xilou spread his hands: "Me too."

"yes."

"Why not? You'll understand if you're in my position."

Meng Xilou hesitated for a while, and then added: "If you have a deadly enemy who beats you in every way, who also ridicules you and targets you from time to time, you will understand."

Wu Yan seemed unbelievable: "Sarcasm? Target?"

"Don't you have it?"

"..."

Wu Yan seemed to have heard something unbelievable, and was speechless.

Meng Xilou thought to himself: Hehe, I am speechless.

The two were silent for a while, each thinking about their own thoughts.At this time, the night had begun to slowly fall, and Meng Xilou was now in a headache, how could he and Wu Yan look at each other to get through this long and difficult night.After much deliberation, he suddenly had an idea.

"Hello, Wu Yan."

"Ok?"

"It's so boring now, do you want to play a game to pass the time?"

Meng Xilou put on a smirk quietly and stared at Wu Yan intently.Wu Yan looked at him with interest, but didn't answer for a moment.

"Okay." I don't know if he saw the expectation in Meng Xilou's eyes, but Wu Yan finally agreed lightly.

Meng Xilou looked at Wu Yan with a sweet smile:

"Okay, you said it! The rules of the game are like this. We take turns to say something that we have never done. If the other party has never done it, then we lose, and we have to promise the other party one thing unconditionally. If If the other party has done it, you can count yourself as the winner, and you can ask the other party to agree to one thing unconditionally. Of course, the request must be within the scope of the other party's ability, and it cannot include murder and arson. How about it? Do you want to play? "

Meng Xilou knew that playing this kind of game was mainly about psychological warfare and how well he knew the opponent.He is absolutely confident that he will not lose to Wu Yan, at least he will not lose every hand.

Wu Yan said unwaveringly, "Play."

The author has something to say:

Wu Yan's inner drama: Should I tell him that I ran out of energy on the spur of the moment in a hurry to save him?At that time, I really thought that Qiu Fang would kill him.Forget it, the clearer clears himself.