He came to the moon with a tractor

It seemed that no one had ever made such a disrespectful request to him. He was stupefied for two seconds, and then he quickly regained his composure.

"Sorry, no." After a pause, he emphasized again, "I can only exchange for sugar." He paused again, "I can only exchange for one piece."

So cute.

Kos licked his lips, pretended to be disappointed, and said softly, "Okay, then I want a pink one."

The man looked down at the painting, the black lines stretched smoothly, outlining an outline, even the scar under the corner of the eye was drawn.

There is no coloring, but the eyes are painted with a thick and colorful taste.

"The painting is very good." He looked serious, "Thank you."

Kou Si took the candy he handed out and put it directly into his mouth.

Sweet, not greasy.

He squinted his eyes in enjoyment, "It's delicious, did you make it yourself?"

The man withdrew his hand and nodded, "Well, there is no artificial flavor, it's all natural."

He was wearing a black cotton shirt, and the bangs on his forehead were a little long, barely covering his eyes.

Black hair, black eyes.

The whole body seems to be painted with ink.

Kou Si got closer and asked slowly, "What's your name?" He was like a big peacock with its tail spread, stretching out its feathers to test a little.

The man didn't think much, and said slowly, "Tang Que."

"Which two words?" Kou Si asked again.

"Tang is the lollipop's 'sugar' minus the 'rice', and Que is the deficiency of 'Queying the moon, fainting and leaking Weiyang'."

Kou Si raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Is it a poem?"

Tang Que gave a "hmm" and explained the reason for his name, "The day I was born was the first day when the Moon Freeport was built. At that time, half of the moon's light disappeared due to the radiation of the base. My father liked poems very much, so he thought of this poem. 'Gexi Station'."

He chanted as if reciting a book, "Looking at the moon, it's dark and it's still young, and a lamp is shining to illuminate the autumn bed. I feel the wind and dew early when I'm sick, and I don't know how long the mountains and rivers will be when I return to my dream."

"Tang Queyue..." Kou Si tasted these three words, and there seemed to be some elegance between his teeth.

Tang Que lowered his eyelashes, and said with some regret, "Later, when the moon disappeared, the word '月' was removed."

Kou Si stared at him, picked up a pen and wrote two words on the paper immediately after listening, pushed him to click on it, "Mine is meaningless, my father's surname is Kou, and my mother's surname is Si, so why don't we just organize it?" We made a name together."

He blinked on purpose, pretending to be pitiful, "Is it ugly?"

A self-introduction was stunned because he created the feeling of a blind date.

The provocative means are also fresh.

Tang Que didn't seem to notice anything, shook his head gently, and took a pen to draw a strange-looking plant next to the word "Kou Si". His tone was calm, as if he was just popularizing science.

"This is the Koa Acacia tree. Legend has it that its green wood will turn red in the sun. Lovers who are separated by two places will use this piece of red wood to carve out the dream they had last night, and name it as a memorial."

His pupils were clear, he became calmer after he was tired, and his serious gaze seemed to be on the place where his heart was beating, "Kou Si, it's meaningful, and it sounds good."

The man put down his pen, revealing the red bean-colored bracelet on his wrist.

A few loosely tied together, decorated with three dark red wooden beads, against the acacia mahogany on the paper, so exquisite that it seems to smell the fragrance of books.

People used to say that there is only one moon on the earth.

It has no life, was scarred by an asteroid, and was deprived of its only light by humans, but it symbolizes romance.

No. 19 years after the light disappeared.

Kou Si chuckled.

He thought, he saw the moon.

It seems like just a casual love story.

He said it frankly, with politeness and alienation, but extremely romantic.

He looked into Tang Que's eyes, and while being deeply attracted, he sighed, this is a fucking master.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" He asked bluntly.

Tang Que was stunned for three seconds this time, "No."

"The boyfriend?"

"No, no."

"What do you think of me?" Kou Si followed closely.

Tang Que took half a step back, resolutely refused, and said without hesitation, "I'm sorry, I don't have such an idea."

He paused and emphasized, "There won't be any in the future."

Kou Si's expression became even more lost, "So sure?"

Tang Kuo nodded, "Yes."

"Okay," Kou Si kept a safe distance from him, "Do you have a communication account? Exchange it?"

Tang Que glanced at him, his tone was gentle, but showing firm refusal, "I don't have a communicator."

"It's okay, I will come here often to look for you, when are you here?" Kou Si's eyes were full of smiles, without the slightest sense of frustration from being hit one after another, "I won't disturb you, just stand by and eat candy ,OK."

Tang Que's tone was puzzled, he couldn't figure out why he did this, "Why do you want to do this?"

The white to transparent spot fell on the corner of Kou Si's eyes, he moved closer, and blinked his left eye lightly at Tang Que, flaunting coquettishly.

"Because I want to chase you."

Street repair department entrance.

Bai Erduo and Dong Kui have been sitting on the steps for a long time, but they haven't seen the robot being sent out yet.

Dongkui looked at the child with his head down next to him, and comforted him without showing any signs, "A place like this has to receive thousands of scrapped robots a day, and the efficiency is very low. But don't worry, although it takes a long time, it will definitely It can be fixed."

Bai Erduo pinched the hem of his clothes, the material was folded and deformed, he said, "I know, I just want to sit and rest for a while."

Dong Kui raised the corners of her mouth and smiled warmly, "Okay, I'll rest with you."

But there are too many miscellaneous fish in the sky.

After a while, the picture was captured by the patrol drone and transmitted to the Earth Star headquarters.

"Why hasn't Bai Erduo picked it up yet?" Olig wanted to get angry.

"Kosi has not answered the communication, we can't do anything."

Olig endured it, "Where's Lu Yuanjiu? Is he at the headquarters?"

"...absent."

"The mechanical army hasn't been rectified yet, where did they go?"

"...was called away by the young master."

Olig's eyebrows twitched wildly a few times, desperately holding back the anger that was about to burst out, "Where are you calling?"

The atmosphere is tense.

The person who answered said tremblingly, "...the bedroom."

Olig's voice was suppressed and trembling, "Send him a message immediately and bring Bai Erduo back to me!"

"Yes."

The top floor of the tallest building in Hongcheng.

The temperature was wet and cold.

Oran had just come out of the shower, wearing only a bathrobe, and his blond hair was dripping down his shoulders.

Barefoot, he walked steadily along the Roman column into a wider space.

The ground is cold hard marble tiles.

In the middle of the circle lay a naked man.

Everywhere is like a human being, except for a square button behind the ear that reveals his identity.

It is a remnant of the second-generation robot transformation.

The skin on his body seems to have been grafted with real leather, and even the blood vessels are extraordinarily real.

It's just that it is covered with red marks and bruises caused by external factors, as if it has been ravaged by someone crazily and without emotion.

Oran squatted in front of him, with a distressed look on his face.

He reached out and stroked the hair of the disabled robot, obviously tender and tender, but it made people feel afraid.

"Does it hurt?"

The robot was still lying there with its back facing him, motionless, as if it had lost the ability to perceive the outside world.

"I didn't do it on purpose. Looking at your face, I couldn't help it. I acted a little harder. I'll try to be gentle next time, okay?" Olan whispered in his ear like a lover, holding her hand Then he touched the side face of the robot, and slowly moved down along the delicate outline.

Sudden.

The thing that was still quiet jumped up suddenly, turned around and strangled Oran.

His right hand had fallen off completely at some point, the edge of the skin was torn off with brute force, and the incision on the blade-like prosthetic limb was terrifying and hideous.

The robot actually made a weapon out of its body.

Smart and vicious.

Oran was not nervous at all, and leaned on him relaxedly, with a smile in his tone, "What's the matter? You want to kill me?"

The robot's face was exposed. He had a pair of extremely delicate phoenix eyes, but they were not at all seductive. His eyes were cold and devoid of emotion.

He didn't even think of a conversation, he slashed at Oran's neck without saying a word.

"Bang -" sound.

The sharp blade only pierced a thin layer of flesh before stopping.

The robot fell to the ground.

Parts tumbled and shattered into pieces.

He had been shot in the head and rotted away, taking the face with it.

No more traces of life.

Olan looked at the scrapped robot with regret, and he said slowly, "Can't you hit other places? Do you have to hit the face?"

A man walked out of the darkness, wearing a black officer's uniform, tall and straight, and his military boots made a cold and hard sound on the floor.

"I said earlier that a robot made for the purpose of torture will resist." The shadow faded, and the crystal obsidian on the ceiling shone on the man's face.

He wiped the gun in his hand slowly, his dark eyes aimed at Oran, and his murderous intent spread, "If there is another robot that violates the rules, the muzzle of my gun will be directed at you."

Olan touched the cut on his neck lightly, the blood stained by his fingertips flowed down his knuckles, he raised his eyes and looked at the man, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

"Are you so angry because I abused the robot, or because this one on the ground has Kos's face?"

"Both."

The man's tone was calm, "After all, Kos and I grew up together. His face appeared on a pile of scrap iron, and I felt uncomfortable."

He put the gun back to his waist, his eyes were full of condescending indifference, "Take care of your hands, the people in the scientific research institute are not something you can provoke."

Olan sat down on the ground, stretched his arms and said "tsk", "Lu Yuanjiu, after so long, you still don't understand me. The more dangerous things, the more you have to catch them."

He smiled lowly, "When I take him in, it will be regarded as eliminating harm for the people, don't you think so?"

Lu Yuanjiu didn't answer, turned around and left.

"Wait." Olan called him, got up and walked behind Lu Yuanjiu, and touched the back of his neck, "You remodeled again?"

Lu Yuanjiu turned his head to avoid his fingers, "Master, pay attention to your identity."

Silence spread.

Orlan suddenly lost interest, the smile and gloom on his face faded away, and his human emotions seemed to be wiped out suddenly.

"It's boring," he said.