Goodbye, Seoul

dreamed of him...

Victory felt the touch across his palm, and his fingers trembled for some reason. Victory stared at Quan Zhilong's sleeping face, turned sideways to face him, and then gently covered Quan Zhilong with his hand. In his hand, a steady pulse signaled that he had fallen asleep.

Is he in a dream right now?

As Shengli thought about it, the temperature of Quan Zhilong's hands was slightly higher than usual, and he could clearly feel the beating of the pulse, and the red blood of human beings was flowing underneath it, with a breath of life.I also have a pulse regulator on my body, but what flows there is blue titanium.Even if the bionic man looks like a human again, once the simulated skin layer is removed to reveal his original appearance, I wonder if Quan Zhilong can still sleep peacefully beside him like now.

Shengli closed his eyes, and he recalled all the memories related to Quan Zhilong.It all started from the first meeting that night, the him who threatened to pull out his pulse regulator but stopped him, and then the him who frowned slightly when he was injured, the him who told himself that Seoul was no longer beautiful, the him who was sad, planted daisy flowers When I looked up, I could see him on the windowsill...

If you do this, does it count as dreaming of you?

After Quan Zhilong woke up the next day, he stretched out on the bed and groaned twice in satisfaction. It was rare for Quan Zhilong to sleep so smoothly, even Quan Zhilong himself did not expect it.He reached out and touched the sheet next to him, and there was no one there, not even a temperature left.

"Tsk, what am I thinking?"

Quan Zhilong woke up completely, he opened the cabinet and took out a cigarette, sat on the bedside and lit it, the familiar smell filled his mouth, he looked at the cigarette between his fingers, and fell into deep thought.He gradually became a little strange, he began to rely on victory obviously, and even asked to keep him.These thoughts are too strange and abnormal, which made Quan Zhilong wonder if Shengli was a human being, would he have fallen in love with him already.

Quan Zhilong was taken aback by this thought, his hands trembled a little, so he took a deep puff of cigarette to calm down the uneasiness, but he accidentally choked himself, he frowned and coughed, and knocked The sound of the door recalled that Quan Zhilong knew that it must be a victory, and he subconsciously wanted to refuse, but he couldn't say it because of coughing.

Shengli opened the door in the next second, and he walked quickly to the bed and handed Quan Zhilong a cup of warm milk, and gently patted his back to help him breathe.Quan Zhilong didn't know whether it was because of coughing or because of embarrassment that his face was flushed. After all, being choked on a cigarette was like a child who secretly learned to smoke.

Victory wanted to take away the cigarette between his fingers, but in the process his hand touched Quan Zhilong's fingers, Quan Zhilong immediately retracted his hand, Victory was stunned, he looked up at Quan Zhilong but Read a conflict in his eyes.After Quan Zhilong reacted, he didn't know what to say. When he lowered his head, he saw that the burning cigarette butt fell into the palm of Victory, but Victory remained motionless as if he didn't notice it at all.His eyes widened, and he hurriedly wanted to pick up a cigarette.But Victory suddenly clenched his fists and put them behind his back to stand up.

"Quick release!"

"It's okay. Breakfast is ready, please wash up and move to the dining room."

After finishing speaking, Shengli turned around and left. Quan Zhilong looked at the closed door in the direction he was leaving, and lay down on the bed with his hands covering his face in frustration. You can still keep calm in front of you.

How absurd it was that he couldn't fall in love with a bionic person.

Quan Zhilong told himself as if brainwashed, human emotions are often misunderstood, and it will mistake touch, dependence, specialness, and habits for love.Therefore, I will definitely not fall in love with him.But why, there is an emotion called sadness that quietly follows?

Victory opened his palm and threw the extinguished cigarette butt into the trash can, leaving a circle of burn marks on his palm, which is now slowly returning to its original appearance.Victory just watched his body heal by itself, but he frowned on the normal process. If it was human, they would feel pain, and it would take a long time for them to heal, and even scars would still be left to mark the place where it used to be. Injured.

Quan Zhilong will panic when he sees himself "injured", and Shengli suddenly hopes that he can also leave a scar. In this way, can he see Quan Zhilong panic and pity for himself.But the system threw him a question: Why do I want my master to feel these negative emotions?Shouldn't his job be for Quan Zhilong to have a more comfortable and happy life?

Maybe, it's time to sort out the system's program again.

When Shengli sent Quan Zhilong to work, the two were still silent, only the car music played slowly.Shengli received the itinerary report from Shunhao, and read it to Quan Zhilong one by one, but Quan Zhilong in the rearview mirror just stared at the phone, nodded occasionally with a perfunctory feeling.When approaching the company, Shengli suddenly narrowed his eyes, slowed down the speed of the car, and said to Quan Zhilong with some vigilance:

"Mr. Quan, there seems to be a lot of vehicles and people gathered in front of the company."

Only then did Quan Zhilong slowly raise his head, and he glanced at the display screen in the car. Sure enough, as Shengli said, there were many people gathered in front of the YG building. A reporter for a news agency.Quan Zhilong frowned and said:

"Call Shunhao."

The car immediately connected to Shunhao’s mobile phone. Shunhao was actually about to call Quan Zhilong. They were trying to get rid of these people inside YG. The person in charge of the company’s media department went down to coordinate with them. The general news he got was that there was a meeting yesterday. The content was leaked out by those who cared.

"The president trusted the wrong person?"

"Probably, but I don't know who did it. In short, don't go back to the company. I will help you adjust the schedule."

Shunhao was also a little angry, the feeling of being betrayed was so uncomfortable, obviously everyone was already walking on thin ice, yet there was a traitor among them.Shunhao looked at Yang Xianshuo who was sitting on the sofa in deep thought, thinking that he must be caught out.There was no movement from Quan Zhilong on the phone, Shunhao asked suspiciously:

"Hello? What's wrong?"

"It seems that I can't go away."