black sky

The interstellar wanderers probably have a different way of life. During the decades or even a lifetime of wandering, they have more or less developed a little bit of collection addiction, and they have become humanoid hamsters one after another. Los Black, once the King of the Rangers, was not spared.

His wardrobe adopts a hidden folding design. At first glance, it seems that there is only one wall, but it is actually unique. After the layers are opened, the things inside can probably fill two rooms.

There are many things, but they are not messy. They are neatly divided into three parts, with clear distinctions, and there are nameplates embedded on the top of the cabinet.

The two largest parts of the area, labeled Sabrina Black and Elsa Black, were filled with clothes for grown women and the other for little girls.

Think and know with your toes that these are the clothes of Carlos Black's wife and daughter.The electronic wardrobe has its own functions of dust removal and tidying. The clothes in these two parts are meticulously organized and arranged in layers in chronological order.

If the rumors are not wrong, then these two have been gone for many years, so most of the clothes are concentrated in the early years, but after that, the clothes on both sides are still being added, every year, some Sometimes there are five or six pieces, sometimes one or two pieces, and it has continued until now, and it has not been missed for a year.

At first glance this wardrobe creates an illusion, as if the hostess and the little girl are still living here and have never left.

This is probably the other side of the King of the Vagabonds that has never been revealed.

But Chus is only here to borrow clothes, not to spy on other people's hearts.He just glanced at it inadvertently, and then turned his gaze to the part with Carlos Black's name embedded in it with an attitude of no evil.

Compared with the other two pieces, this part is really... pitifully small. If it wasn't for the closet's built-in organizing function, it would probably be a hundred times more sloppy than it is now.

shirt……

shirt……

shirt……

Chus muttered and rummaged around, and found that there was no shirt in the man's cabinet, not a single one!

He is used to wearing that kind of meticulous style of clothes. In short, he has dressed himself up like a beast and a scum all year round. Without that kind of clothes for a while, he can't adapt.

These clothes of Carlos Black are too untidy for him. There are traces of selection in the early years, probably because there were still people taking care of them at that time.

He took two sets that were not so sloppy and barely fit on his upper body, and then turned his head and went into the bathroom.

The water vapor that had formed when Say Yang took a shower had dissipated long ago, but the water stains on the floor were still there, and there was still a little residual shampoo smell.

This bathroom is very large, and there is a laundry box in the corner, which can be cleaned, disinfected, dried, folded and organized, and has all the functions.Sae Yang probably threw his clothes in when he took a shower here.

Oh, and to be more precise, the so-called clothes do not include tops.His jacket has long been tattered in time and space, and it was thrown into the garbage disposal bin. There are only his trousers and...underpants, which were ironed and folded flat by the machine, lying very calmly at the exit on the platform.

Chus glanced at it, then looked away as if stung by a wasp.

Anyway, as long as it is a place where a certain Mr. Yang stayed, even if the other person is gone, he can still find a sense of presence in various weird and weird ways.

It is also a kind of ability.

Chus put the clean clothes in his hand on the rack, and raised his hand to unbutton his shirt.

His coat was no better than it was at Say Young, and it was all torn after it was cut, and there was too much blood on it to wash it.He tossed the shirt into the garbage disposal in the corner, and the pants he could wear into the washing machine bin.

When the hot water poured down his head, all kinds of indescribable soreness and softness gradually emerged in the bones.During this period of time, what they experienced almost never stopped. The long-term nervous tension and a lot of conflicts and confrontations really put a lot of load on the body.

Hot water can really relax people's mood a lot. Chu Si sneaked in for a while longer, until his muscles and bones were steamed a little bit crispy, then he turned off the water and walked out.

He wiped off the water indiscriminately, put on clean trousers, then suddenly remembered something, and looked down at his waist.He pressed his fingers around the familiar place, and with a click, the skin opened up, revealing the countdown screen inside.

The last time I watched it, there were still more than 120 days left in the countdown. During this period of time, they often ran around in different time and space zones. The countdown may be affected a little bit, making it faster or slower.He has encountered this kind of influence several times in the mimicry environment before, and based on experience, the influence will not be very big, at most it is only a few days of error.

He was just about to check how many days were left in the countdown, when there was some other movement outside the door, followed by a soft knock on the bathroom door, and someone opened it from the outside.

Say Yang supported the door frame with one hand, leaning lazily at the door, with a trace of sleepiness on his face.

Chu Si flicked his fingers, and the skin around his waist closed. In order to cover up the sound of closing, he said in surprise, "Are you awake? I've been washing for more than an hour?"

"If you're referring to the estimated healing time in the medical cabin..." Sae Yang pouted, "Then I think I should have come out earlier."

As he said, his eyes swept across the waist covered by Chusi's fingers, "What are you doing touching your waist? Did I interrupt some more personal things?"

With a blank expression on his face, Chu Si threw the towel over, grabbed a clean black tight vest and put it on, "I don't have as much time as you."

Sae Yang raised his hand to catch the towel, raised his eyebrows and said, "The fact is that all my idle time was calculated into the medical cabin by you, sir."

Truss glanced at his arms and waist and saw that the wounds had disappeared completely, as if they had never been there.He reached out and touched his back shoulder again, and the wound was healed neatly, and the scabs fell off when he took a bath just now.But you can still feel that the skin is a little different when you touch it.

After playing for a long time, he became the one who recovered slowly.

Chus scoffed angrily in his heart, and pointed to the clothes on the platform of the laundry box, "Now that you're done, please put your clothes on, don't wrap around a bath towel, it's someone else's aircraft anyway, Can you show your face a little bit?"

As he spoke, he grabbed another black vest on the shelf and patted it on Sae Young's chest, grabbed the towel in his hand, and walked out while wiping his hair.

Say Yang let out a casual "hmm" from behind, trying to smile.

What happened before being dumped into the medical cabin was revealed in such an understatement, and it seemed that there would be no sign of it being mentioned again.

Everything seems to be confirming what Chusi said before—Sah Young’s curiosity and interest in various things always come and go quickly. Once that time point is passed or a certain idea is satisfied, he will There will be some loss of interest.

Truss was neither happy nor unhappy about this, it was expected anyway.

After turning around in a circle, everything returned to the original point. A passionate kiss did not mean anything too deep, and the relationship between the two seemed to be the same as before.

Say Yang quickly changed his clothes and came out. His complexion was not very good, and his lips were still a little pale, but his eyes were as transparent and bright as ever, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Chus was sitting on the single sofa in the living room, wiping his hair with one hand and answering messages on the communicator with the other.

Sae Yang stood behind his sofa and took a look, then reached out and brushed his hair, which was a little messed up by the towel.

Chus felt a strange touch on the top of his head, and turned his head to stare at the handcuffed person. He looked at the person with a strange expression for a while, raised his hand and casually pointed to the corridor, and said, "There are a lot of medicines in the medical room. There are all kinds of medicines, you go and look at them and eat some."

Based on what he knew about Say Yang, this man had always had one mouth to piss off people, and he was rarely idle.He suspects that in this Mr. Yang's view, the whole world is a concentration camp for idiots, and few are qualified to let him flirt.

What's more, Sah Young flirted in front of him in the past, even if he did not move like this, his movements were always full of oppression and aggression, and he subconsciously put himself in the upper hand...

This kind of "playing with two hairs" is really not something he can do.

Chu Si said a word wrongly, but Say Yang just lazily lay down on the back of the sofa, brushed Chu Si's hair again, and said lazily, "I don't want to eat."

Chuss: "...Are you really Sae Young?"

Sae Yang blew away the strands of hair in his hand, snorted, and stood up straight, "Otherwise, who do you want to replace? Sir, I'm a little hungry, can you cook?"

"No." Chu Si said firmly.

This is quite stupid. He has lived by himself for so many years, and he can't survive without knowing how to cook.

Sae Yang didn't refute, just stared at the back of his head for about 5 minutes, Chus's own stomach protested first.

"Sir." Sai Yang said.

Truss ignored him.

"Honey." Sai Yang said again.

Truss still sat on the sofa and played dead.

Saye Young: "Stop pretending, your stomach is already growling, I can hear it, very, very clearly."

This bastard also specially emphasized two "very", it is really a dumb thing.

Chus endured it for a while, but he couldn't help it. He stood up from the sofa expressionlessly, threw the towel in his hand directly on his face, walked across the living room and walked towards the kitchen.

He hit hard, turning over the refrigerator to unpack the ingredients made a ping-pong noise, clearly declaring his reluctance.

Sae Young leaned against the refrigerator door, bent his eyes and said, "I want a—"

"Shut up." Chus interrupted angrily, "Who will order food for your face? What are you doing? If you don't eat, you will be hungry."

The oil is hot in the pan, and the seasonings are frying in advance to give off an aroma. When the cod meat is put in, there is a sizzling sound, and there is a little smoke all of a sudden, giving people the illusion of a stable life.

Sae Yang looked at it with interest for a while, then called again, "Sir."

"What are you doing? If you want to eat, don't stand up here like a coffin lid to block the light." Chu Si said something dismissive without raising his head.

"It's nothing, I just feel that your previous judgment was a bit off." Sai Yang said.

"What judgment?" Chus asked casually, and took out one piece of fried cod.

"You said that I always lose interest very quickly. To be honest, I agree. But it's strange, and I'm suddenly not so sure now." Sue Yang suddenly raised his hand and put his thumb on the corner of Chusi's mouth. Wipe it heavily, then pinch his chin to make him turn his face, bow his head and move closer.

The kiss was very intimate, not aggressive or conquesting, and it didn't even last as long as before.

When Say Yang stood up straight again, Chu Si realized that he had responded just now, and then...

Then another piece of cod was just so fried.

Chu Si took out the piece of mushy fish with a slumped handsome face, and was about to say something when the communicator placed aside suddenly vibrated.