My nemesis clings to me every day

"The geographical environment of the phantom star is special, and the interstellar network is disconnected. I have already sent out the emergency signal. Considering the efficiency of the school, the rescue will need to wait for more than 24 hours."

When Ji Li's optical brain was disconnected from the Internet, it was still flashing new information—all inputted by himself.

There's even a map that's getting fuller and expanding.

"...It's so slow, I'll go up and have a look." Rong Yu was driving the mecha to find the direction, and impatiently wanted to take off to observe the terrain, but Ji Li suddenly pressed the stop button.

"The concentration of hallucinogenic substances in the sky above the hallucination star is more than twice that of the ground."

"I don't want to do it again."

As he said that, Ji Li glanced at him lightly.

When Rong Yu heard the words, he lost his temper, and lay down on the driver's seat listlessly, turning his head to bully Mao Maoqiu crazily: "You got into a big disaster, you know! I'll steam you when I get back!"

The fur ball was so frightened that it chirped and chirped, and quickly jumped into Ji Li's arms.

Rong Yu wanted to catch him back, but when he saw Ji Li's indifferent look as if he had lost his temper, he secretly withdrew his hand.

Ji Li looked at Rong Yu's hands that had no place to rest, and pursed the corners of his mouth, thinking it was funny again.

Rong Yu is a person who can't stand boring and lonely, especially when he is constantly looking for directions, but there are only repeated scenery.There were only him and Ji Li in the mecha, and they were getting more and more eager to move.

"Why don't we go down and blow the wind for a while," Rong Yu finally couldn't help it, and tugged on Ji Li's sleeve, "I'm so bored."

"Pass on the right," Ji Li instructed him blankly while drawing the terrain, "turn left, and there is a spar rift."

Obviously he didn't want to tell him anything other than pathfinding.

Rong Yu's voice became softer again, and she fooled him with a smile: "Then let Xiao Huihui tell another story?"

"What do you want to hear? Candy House? The Princess and the Pea?"

Ji Li didn't want to talk to him either.

Rong Yu simply stopped the mech, leaned on the armrest of the driver's seat, and drew out a long voice: "Ji-li-don't be angry."

Ji Li had no expression on his face: "I'm not angry."

I'm just not happy that this guy messed up a pool of spring water, but when I turned around, I forgot all about it.

Obviously he was the one who took the initiative to throw himself into his arms, and when he acted like a baby, he was already so...

Ji Li didn't dare to think deeply about it, and when he got angry, he couldn't help remembering that he acted like a baby animal, his golden eyes were misty and bright, and he licked his wounds obediently and softly.

Ji Li simply turned to the other side, refusing to even look at him.

Ji Li is much more difficult to coax than slimy candy.

Rong Yu sighed while lying on the chair, and seemed to remember something again.

"I know how to make amends," Rong Yu straightened up suddenly, staring at the teeth marks on the side of his neck, and approached with a smile, "...Ji Li, don't move."

The mecha cabin had to hold two people, and it was originally narrow. Rong Yu turned her seat sideways, and half of her body came over, almost sticking in front of him.

Ji Li's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

Rong Yu approached, stretched out his hand, gathered a little mental strength, and lightly pressed his neck with slightly warm fingertips.

He could feel that the bloody bite mark began to heal slowly and continuously.

Rong Yu's mental strength is warm, and his brown eyes are soft.

It is completely different from his frenzy and banter when he fights. As long as he wants to be nice to someone, it seems that he can turn into the mist of the morning sun, the crescent moon of the evening, and the hazy and real tenderness.

People drown in it unconsciously, but they are ignorant and ignorant.

Ji Li stared into his eyes. After a while, he realized that the time was too long. He hurriedly looked away, covering up his emotions with curiosity: "Are you the healing type?"

In addition to the racial traits brought by bloodlines, spiritual power also has basic types.

For example, some people's mental power is sharp, fast, and even has racial traits that are naturally suitable for attacking, so they can be regarded as aggressive.

Another example is the healing type who are calm and gentle, and have healing power for human beings.

This kind of division is relatively shallow, but it is still effective. The healing type is affected by spiritual power. I am an angel with a gentle personality and a guardian style. Most of them choose to do gentle work.

Even if they play mechas, they are all guardian healing mechas, belonging to unknown protectors.

——A lunatic like Rong Yu who kills red eyes when he goes on stage.

Only after seeing a ghost can you guess that he is a healing type.

Not to mention that Ji Li couldn't guess, no one in the school cared about Rong Yu's mental strength at all.

Anyway, it is the type of the big devil in the arena.

"Didn't you think so?" Rong Yu had a mischievous smile in his eyes, "But my healing ability has long been wasted, and at best I can only heal minor injuries."

All of his talents and skills were focused on crushing attack power, and he almost forgot that he was a healing type.

It takes so long to even make a tooth mark.

"Does the teacher know?" Ji Li asked.

"You know now," Rong Yu smiled and looked at him, "It's a secret for now."

Ji Li's frown was slightly relaxed unconsciously.

The thick fog dissipated, and the blue eyes were sunny again.

Rong Yu thought, this is probably coaxing.

Holding his chin again, he asked cheekily, "Does it still hurt?"

Ji Li snorted softly, but rarely made a joke: "It doesn't hurt anymore, do you want to make up for me?"

He said the same thing last time.

In the end, Rong Yu really made up for him.

Rong Yu coughed guiltily: "...I was wrong."

Maybe next time I dare.

The star is shrouded in mist all the year round, spars stand tall, the sky is covered with gray-purple clouds, and the terrain is even more complicated.

After the mecha circled around for more than ten hours, Ji Li finally located several possible locations of the leap gates, and temporarily parked the mecha on the edge of the crystal canyon in exhaustion.

Rong Yu, the mecha maniac, spends a whole day in the training ground every day, so that a lot of energy food and water are stored inside the mecha, which keeps the two of them from starving.

It's just that sleeping in a mecha is not a comfortable thing.

Especially in the narrow cabin, it is only enough for two people to curl up in the chair and sleep overnight.

Rong Yu tossed Ji Li's seat several times, trying to make it more comfortable to lie on.

He always felt inexplicably that a young master like Ji Li could feel the existence of a pea through several layers of cushions.

...His fantasies about Ji Li have always been strange.

"When will it get dark?" Rong Yu kept looking up at the gray-purple sky outside the mecha before going to sleep.

"It's always night," Ji Li replied, "The rotation time of the phantom star is different."

"Oh," Rong Yu asked an even more idiotic question, "...then when will it be dawn?"

Ji Li was silent for a while: "Are you unable to sleep?"

Rong Yu touched his nose.

To be honest, he was tired, but didn't want to sleep.He hadn't thought about the past for a long time, and unexpectedly, another nightmare was triggered by a hallucination.

Close your eyes, all those tired and terrifying fragments.

Even this boring gray-purple sky is more beautiful than the world after he closes his eyes.

"Okay, I can't sleep." Rong Yu turned over and turned her head with a smile, "Ji Li, why don't you tell me a story?"

...The two of them were sitting next to each other in the driver's seat, and when one turned over, the tips of their noses almost bumped into each other.

Close at hand.

Ji Li quickly turned his head, changed direction, and faced the inner wall of the mecha: "I won't."

Rong Yu didn't really intend to ask Ji Li to tell him a story.

——If Ji Li really did this, his jaw might drop in fright.

Rong Yu couldn't move Ji Li, and went to harass Mao Maoqiu again: "That Mao Maoqiu, come to let me hug you?"

Mao Maoqiu was terrified by his earlier sentence of cutting it into pieces, and huddled in Ji Li's arms, refusing to come over, and yelled "Jiujiu" at him.

Rong Yu heaved a sigh of relief.

Suddenly I miss Gummy Candy in the dormitory very much.

If it was that little guy, he would be holding him in his arms reluctantly now, and while complaining "吼嘎嘎向", he rubbed back and forth in his arms.

There must be no more nightmares.

... He didn't go back all day, and when he did, he would probably be disgusted by it again.

Rong Yu was thinking about it when he suddenly noticed something sneaking into his blanket.

Rong Yu bowed his head.

A tiny light blue tentacle nodded at him shyly and reservedly.

The author has something to say: Gummy Candy: Only then did I think of me!Big trotters!

A certain person is thinking of slimy candies, scumbag furballs, and sleeping with little tentacles.

Gradually drifting away on the scumbag's broad avenue.