No Master [Interstellar]

Ronan continued to flip through the magazine, but Gore stood there motionless, like a beautiful classical sculpture.

"Do you have anything else to do?" Ronan sighed and put down the magazine.

"Are you feeling better?" After not seeing him for a short time, Ronan's hair seemed to grow a little longer, it seemed to be half an inch longer than when he came here, covering his eyes.His eyes wandered over Ronan's body, and finally stopped on his neck.The bruises there have gradually faded away, leaving only a faint trace.

"Much better. Thanks for your concern."

The genial sun shines on her body, making her feel warm.Although the guards are all scattered everywhere, their eyes and ears are paying attention to the movement here.

The conversation is over here.However, Gore did not leave, still standing there.His gaze was like an X-ray, scanning Ronan from head to toe, making Ronan unable to continue watching calmly.

Ronan sat up on the hammock and took a deep breath: "For the sake of saving my life, I will tell you frankly - I don't like you, and I even hate you. Seeing you makes me very troubled. This fact, even if you saved my life, has not changed. You are not a little colonel with no power and power in the past. Now you can be regarded as a successful person who has made a name for himself. What do you want? Is there any male like that? You see, I have a bad temper, and now I can only watch but not use. For the sake of both of us, can you change the target?"

Gore looked at him with dull eyes: "You don't understand."

Ronan sneered.Lie down again.

After a while, Gore said: "I don't believe that the so-called relationship with the Empire will kill you."

Ronan glanced at him: "Why?"

Gore was silent for a while and said: "If this is true, they have already asked me to take you away." Ronan couldn't keep up with his thinking, and after thinking about it, he straightened out the relationship between them.

He went on: "They're just trying to drive you crazy, and I think they're close to it."

"So I should sleep with you?" Ronan glanced at him and sneered.

"No, you don't want to have sex with me, I respect your choice. But, what about you? Who respects your choice?" He lowered his head, and the shadow immediately enveloped Ronan, and he whispered in Ronan's ear He said in a loud voice: "Being arranged by others for your own life, what kind of male club you join, what kind of nonsense peace talks you come to, you have to obey the arrangement, even what clothes you wear have to be dominated by others. Don't you feel bored by all this?"

Ronan frowned and glanced at him. What does this guy know?However, against the light, his eyes were filled with shadows.It's hard to tell what he really means.Ronan turned his head aside: "This is none of your business."

"It's none of my business." Gore said slowly but with absolute certainty: "From the moment you shed tears in front of me, it's none of my business."

As he expected, Ronan was really angry. "Enough!" He sat up with a grunt, his eyes were red with shame and anger, he grabbed Gore's clothes, raised his voice for the first time, and said through gritted teeth: "You have no right to say that!"

Their little movement here immediately attracted the attention of the guards, and they all looked here vigilantly.Gore was not a popular figure in the first place. If it wasn't for Brian holding Ronan to confuse Gore and let them win the negotiation effortlessly, the guards would never allow him to get close to Ronan.But, even so, if he did something violent, they would tell him to leave immediately.

Gore stood there, silently waiting for Ronan to calm himself down.There was something burning in his eyes, which was deeply suppressed wildness: "Yes, I'm sorry, I have already paid the price. I just don't want what I cherish the most, to be treated by them as something that can be traded casually .”

Ronan let go of his hand, took a deep breath, and calmed down his emotions.

"roll."

"I'll go, if I'm worthless to you. But, for yourself, do you want to be your own master again?" Gore then whispered in Ronan's ear. "I know, they watch you very closely. But... as long as you want, I can take you out of here, to a place they can't control. You can do whatever you want."

"You?" Ronan looked up at him and sneered, "From the tiger's lair to the wolf's lair, am I stupid?" He finally understood that Gore just wanted to stir up his own emotions and provoke himself and the empire.

Ronan stretched out his hand, pulled him a step closer brutally, and then reached into his military uniform.The hand moved provocatively under his straight military uniform, rubbing against his strong muscles: "That's really nice to say, why for me. After all, isn't this what you want? You also said that I don't understand ? and me pretending to be a gentleman, the savior? Huh?"

He touched the hideous wounds under Gore's flat military uniform, and then gently twisted a wound near his waist.

Gore had a look of obsession and pain on his face: "You are right, I am not a gentleman at all. I am different from them. From the beginning to the end, all I want is you."

He took a deep breath: "In your eyes, I may be just a dog confused by you. It's ridiculous that this dog still wants to make waves. But if I don't have strength, I don't even have the qualification to approach you. I can only watch others crowding around you with envy. Just seeing the way they look at you is enough to drive me crazy."

His unusual pupils have almost stood up.He held Ronan's hand backhand, preventing him from pulling it back.

"I made a huge mistake, that is, handing you over to others, to those who don't know how to cherish you at all. For my mistake, I paid a thousand times the price. How can I be willing to let you leave me again And go? Even being hated by you is better than the pain of losing you. Even if I die, I have to die closer to you, this belief makes me crawl out of death again and again."

He looked at Ronan and whispered, "You hate me. But, you don't know, even being looked at with such contempt by you can make me tremble with excitement."

Under his gaze, Ronan flinched, then glared at him.

Gore continued: "You don't have to be afraid of me, you don't know where you are. As long as you don't want to, I swear, from now on, whether you are sober or not, I will never force you. But, I have a request .”

"You still say you are different?" Ronan replied half teasing and half mocking. "First it's a request, then let me listen to you, and then you plan to put me in custody?"

"Of course not," Gore replied.

In Ronan's surprised eyes, he knelt down at Ronan's feet, not kneeling on one knee, but kneeling on the ground like a slave, looking up at Ronan. "The fate of a slave is to fight to the death for the wish of the master. I don't have any extravagant hopes, but I am willing to dedicate everything to you. Even if you ask me to die, I will not disobey your order. Just—— please , allow me to stay by your side."

The breeze blew through this small corner, and the birds chirped crisply in the treetops. Gore knelt at Ronan's feet without moving.

After paying half the salary, "That's it?" Ronan pondered.He is weighing gains and losses.

"Yes." Gore replied calmly with his heart beating like a drum.

"That's not like your style." Ronan looked at him suspiciously.

Gore forced a smile: "Yes. You hold all the chips, and I'm just a person wandering outside the door, begging you to give me a qualification to be by your side."

Ronan thought for a moment and made a risky decision.He raised his head and looked directly at Gore: "However, of course I will not leave the empire."

Gore understood that he had agreed to his request, and his expression relaxed: "Of course, you decide for yourself."

He held Ronan's bare feet in front of him and kissed Ronan's instep.

"Get up! They're already looking here." Ronan stretched out his toes and kicked his broad shoulders.

Gore followed suit and stood up.

Ronan said pointedly: "Next, whether you are qualified to stay by my side is up to you."

Gore understood: "Yes."

His expression softened, and after greeting the guard at the door, he left in a hurry.

Looking at Gore's back in the distance, Ronan lay down again.It's just that his mind is no longer on the magazine in his hand.Gore, who had been a dangerous man before, became even more cunning after meeting him again.Even if it's a casino run by the devil, I'm afraid he would have the guts to play on credit—but his proposal would be beneficial to him without any harm.

He ate dinner with Fried. Throughout the dinner, Fried seemed very hesitant, hesitating to speak.

Ronan couldn't stand it anymore, and when he was drinking the soup, he simply said, "Fried, what's the matter with you?"

Fried glanced at him, and finally said: "Gore, he is not a good person. Don't be fooled by him."

Ronan almost spit out the soup in his mouth.He coughed and joked, "Fred, are you thinking too much? Didn't Brian come here repeatedly to hint that I'm getting close to Goldo?"

It was obviously the first time for Fried to speak ill of someone behind someone's back, and he seemed a little embarrassed.However, a strong sense of responsibility prompted him to say: "Yes. But the elders and Brian don't know that they are seeking skins from tigers. Gore is more cruel and unscrupulous than you think. In order to achieve his goals, he dares to do anything. Do. Otherwise it would be impossible for an officer who defected from the Empire to become the de facto leader of the Resistance today."

The Zerg's hearing is also very good, and the conversation between Gore and Ronan is not deliberately evasive.Although there are two words that Gore said in Ronan's ear.However, most of them can hear clearly.Later, Gore knelt at Ronan's feet, and he saw it too.

On the surface, Gore was expressing his love to Ronan, and Ronan expressed his loyalty to the Empire and hoped that Gore would surrender.They also reported it to Brian, who was in charge of the negotiation, presumably Brian also reported it to the elders' house.But Brian's feedback to them was that he was very satisfied with Ronan's performance. Since he hoped to take down the rebels without bloodshed, he asked them not to stop Gore and Ronan's contact.

Ronan laughed: "You are not worried that I will run away with Gore, are you?"

"No, I'm just worried, he deliberately misunderstood you." He stopped in Ronan's slightly mocking eyes. "...Be careful of his tricks."

Ronan smiled and patted his hand, "Don't worry, I won't run away. Gore's matter, I have my own measure."

That was the end of the discussion, but Fried was not relieved.He always felt that what Gore wanted was not just that simple.