Blame him for being too pretty

Song Liuzhi.

For Song Guanxing, this name was like a sharp knife, which hurt so much that he could not heal after bleeding for ten years.

These three words always reminded him that he was the chief culprit who indirectly killed his younger brother.

All the people around Song Guanxing who knew the truth didn't mention "Song Liuzhi" in front of him, even Lu Jing didn't dare, but because of his mother, Song Guanxing had to force himself to make four communication calls every day, and lied to deceive the beautiful Rose Song Flow is still alive.

The more this happened, the more Song Guanxing collapsed.

If things go on like this, Song Guanxing even feels that sooner or later, he will be completely driven crazy by the four-way communication every day.

But now seeing the three words "Song Liuzhi" that seemed a little strange, Song Guanxing fell into a strange calm.

"Am I finally crazy?"

His little stop...

still alive?

I don't know how long it took before Song Guanxing raised his head slightly, moved his eyes away from the "Song Liuzhi" that was hardly a word, and looked at Bao Qiao with red eye circles.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, he was choked suddenly, and he coughed heart-piercingly while covering his throat.

The sore throat finally gave Song Guanxing a sense of reality.

He coughed and struggled to make a sound: "Tai, Kong..."

"I'm not sure." Bo Qiao knew what he wanted to ask, and didn't say a word of nonsense, "The cabin that fell down was full of all kinds of bionics, and there is no guarantee that there are bionics with the escape pod program on them. Guard him through the wormhole and land on Mofenfen."

Song Guanxing nodded in despair, forcibly suppressed his cough, and slowly supported the tree to stand up straight.

Breathing was still trembling, but he forced himself to catch it.

He was wearing a neat suit, and if it wasn't for the reddish eye sockets and bloodshot eyes, he would be no different from usual.

"I'll first..." After Song Guanxing said these two words, he was stunned for a long time before he said in a daze, "I'll go and find... him first."

His throat was astringent, and he couldn't say the word "Xiaozhi", he could only use the vague "he".

After so much kung fu, Lu Jing already ran over panting, his eyes were a little red, and he murmured, "Brother..."

Song Guanxing didn't speak, and walked slowly out of the cemetery.

His legs were heavy at first, and his steps were slow, but after a few steps, he suddenly quickened his pace, almost running away from the empty tomb.

Seeing his reaction, Lu Jing seemed to be sure of something, and tears were almost forced down.

Bo Qiao looked at the backs of the two leaving, and his gaze stayed on the tombstone again.

The seven or eight-year-old child smiled immaturely and cutely. If you look closely, there is indeed the shadow of Song Yuhe.

It is indeed the child who only met once.

Bo Qiao stared at the photo for a long time before leaving the cemetery.

The rain began to patter, and the mountain began to be filled with white mist, like a ribbon floating slowly among the emerald green mountains and rivers.

Bo Qiao walked out of the cemetery, his hair and shoulders were covered with a layer of hair and water droplets, which made his cold eyebrows even more serious.

He looked at the empty road, looked left and right, looked forward and back, and suddenly became confused.

Where's the car?

Song Guanxing left him here and left? !

Bo Qiao: "..."

He shouldn't have cared about Song Guanxing's mess!

If he had known earlier, he should have continued to offend Song Yuhe, and when he found out about his background, he would cry like hell.

Song Guan Xingku, who was leaving, sat in the car, staring blankly at a rose that fell on the car, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lu Jing only saw Song Yuhe's news now, and he quickly replied: [I'll be back right away! 】

After sending the message, he squeezed the light brain tightly, wiped away the tears on his face, and asked cautiously, "Brother."

Song Guanxing's eyes were dull, and he was terrified by the "brother". After a while, he asked numbly, "Is it because of this that you asked me if Xiaozhi had moles on his ankles?"

Lu Jing murmured: "Yes, but it was just a guess at the time, and I also thought I was crazy."

After all, linking a living person with a dead person, if he had said it directly, Song Guanxing would probably send him to a mental hospital.

Song Guanxing held the rose in his palm, and the sharp thorns almost pierced into his palm without distracting him in the slightest. Looking at the rapidly receding scenery outside, he recalled the few short meetings he had with Song Yuhe .

When they met for the first time, he knew that Song Yuhe was in urgent need of bionics, but because he had no accommodation with Bo Qiao, he even complacently asked the child to participate in the mechanical competition to win prizes.

Thinking of this, Song Guanxing suddenly realized that when he saw Song Yuhe for the first time, he felt very strange, and his eyes always fell on him unconsciously.

He should have thought of it earlier.

He has always been mean and ruthless, how could he be so special to a child who only met once?

When they met again, when Bo Qiao and Lu Jing confronted each other, Song Yuhe sat obediently on the bed, looking at Bo Qiao eagerly, with undisguised affection and dependence in his eyes, which made Song Guanxing feel blocked.

After that, there was a series of deliberate embarrassment and childish calculations.

Not everyone can participate in the mechanical competition. He clearly knows that Song Yuhe is a helpless poor student, but he still gloats at him as if watching a good show, and even asks him to come over to repair his bionic man .

He was so busy that he was so tired that he fell asleep directly, his pale face was full of tiredness.

Song Guanxing didn't quite understand what he was thinking at that time, he just instinctively wanted to get close to Song Yuhe, why did he turn into making things difficult for him everywhere?

He thought about it for more than half an hour, and the driver almost rushed back to Furnley University under Lu Jing's urging.

After getting out of the car, Song Guanxing was still a little out of his mind, and was still dragged by Lu Jing to the Fuenli Research Institute.

Lu Jing almost rushed in, grabbed a senior at random and asked, "Is Song Yuhe there?"

The senior turned pale for some reason, and when he saw Lu Jing, he said directly, "People from the Star Police Department are inside, get ready."

Lu Jing, who was full of joy, was stunned for a moment: "What...preparation?"

The senior frowned: "Don't you know?"

Lu Jing shook his head, he hardly looked at the Brain today, and he just saw Song Yuhe's news in the morning.

"It's still the bionic person who blew himself up." The senior said with a complicated expression, "That self-detonation program..."

Song Guanxing was startled.

"...now on the bionic man in Yuhe."

Lu Jing was stunned, his face instantly pale as paper.

Song Guanxing took a breath, and couldn't wait to push the two of them away, and rushed in like the wind.

He knew that Song Yuhe's research room was there, and ran over with his feet fluttering, and found a circle of people around the door, some of them were really from the Star Police Department.

Song Guanxing only felt his eyes go dark.

He has seen how powerful the self-destruct program is, even a bionic person can be blown into a pile of waste, let alone a flesh and blood body.

Song Guanxing staggered over dizzy and dizzy, pushing away the crowd and was about to rush in.

People from the Star Police Department stopped him, and after recognizing his identity, they persuaded him: "Mr. Song, please wait outside, we have arranged for someone to dismantle the self-explosion program."

Song Guanxing opened his mouth, but only made a breathy sound. He slowed down a bit, and then murmured: "I'll go and have a look..."

He couldn't accept that he just knew that his Xiaozhi was still alive, and let him fall into danger again.

He was not by Song Liuzhi's side ten years ago, but this time he didn't want to miss him again.

The people from the Star Police Department were full of embarrassment, and Song Guanxing said again: "I will dismantle the self-explosion program."

When the half-retired bionic was sent to Song for maintenance, he had studied the program. Besides, he had been in contact with bionics since he was a child, and he was more professional than the commissioner of the Star Police Department.

The people from the Star Police Department hesitated for a long time and made an exception to let him in.

The Research Institute attaches great importance to Song Yuhe. Although he always runs out to repair machinery with overqualified talents, the research room given to him is still very large, with all the equipment in it and a small lounge.

Song Yuhe was in the small lounge, with the door half-closed, and the commissioner of the Star Police Department inside seemed to be in trouble, standing at the door with a troubled face, not daring to approach easily.

Song Guanxing took a deep breath, opened the door and walked in.

Song Yuhe was sitting on the chair, his right hand was on the table, motionless, but he was holding a tool in his left hand, staring at the commissioner vigilantly, refusing to let him approach.

Seeing Song Yuhe who was still alive and kicking, Song Guanxing let go of his tense heart.

When the commissioner saw Song Guanxing coming in, he was taken aback: "Mr. Song?"

"It's okay, leave it to me."

Seeing that Song Yuhe's whole body was tense, looking like he was about to explode, Song Guanxing took a deep breath and told the commissioner to leave first.

"The self-explosion program...was wrapped in silver and pasted on the bionic watch, so it can't be moved." The commissioner reminded, "It can only be dismantled carefully. If any program is touched, I'm afraid..."

Knowing the danger, Song Guanxing nodded, took the tool from him, and let him go out.

But when the stranger went out, Song Yuhe became even more tense. His left hand was trembling slightly, but his right hand didn't move. Force your right hand to remain steady.

Song Guanxing tried his best to comfort him: "It's okay, I'm here to help you."

"I don't want your help." Song Yuhe said vigilantly, "I can dismantle it myself."

"You can't take it off with one hand." Song Guanxing didn't dare to mention "Song Liuzhi" at this time, lest Song Yuhe's excitement would trigger the self-reporting procedure, "Trust me, okay?"

Song Yuhe frowned: "I don't want it."

Song Guanxing choked for a moment.

Song Guanxing didn't dare to turn against him, so he had to change the subject: "How did you get implanted with this program?"

Song Yuhe didn't know either, he shook his head: "It's like this as soon as I wake up."

His laboratory is seldom closed, and anyone can enter the lounge. After the physical examination, he ate and drank some water in the tea room of the institute before returning to the lounge, lying on the table and falling into a drowsy sleep. past.

When he woke up again, he felt something abnormal about the bionic man on his wrist.

Fortunately, he was vigilant and didn't move around immediately, otherwise he would be blown to pieces the moment he woke up.

Seeing his pale face, Song Guanxing comforted him: "Don't be afraid."

Song Yuhe looked at him suspiciously: "Of course I'm not afraid."

Song Guanxing tried to discuss with him: "Can I remove the program for you? I will be very light and won't hurt you."

"do not want!"

Speaking of this, Song Yuhe's reaction became extreme, the tool in his left hand was facing him, his pale lips trembled, he looked at Song Guanxing almost with hatred, and regarded him as a raccoon who wanted to destroy his bionic person.

"They... they said they were going to dismantle my android, pin-destroy him!"

Song Guanxing's heart ached from his gaze, and he almost blurted out the sentence "Destroy it, destroy it, bionics are not as important as your life".

But in a flash, he recalled the fact that he just touched his bionic man and was beaten on the ground by him, as well as the distressing tears...

For Song Yuhe, perhaps this bionic person is more important than his own life.

Song Yuhe was so anxious that he kept stomping slightly: "Don't destroy...don't destroy! You tell them not to destroy!"

"Okay, okay." Song Guanxing was afraid that he would be too excited, so he hurriedly comforted him, "Okay, if you don't destroy it, no one can destroy your bionic person, I promise, okay?"

Originally, he had no trust in this person at all, but Song Yuhe was frightened by the word "destroyed". Hearing this sentence, he whispered, "Really?"

Song Guanxing said, "Really."

Seeing that Song Yuhe seemed to let his guard down, Song Guanxing tried to take half a step forward: "I'll help you dismantle it, okay?"

Song Yuhe looked at him hesitantly.

Song Guanxing thought for a while, took out the branch of roses from behind, forced a smile and said, "Give it to you to play."

Song Yuhe's eyes lit up unconsciously when he saw Rose, and Song Guanxing's heart seemed to be curled up in pain.

Song Guanxing tentatively handed the rose over, intending to let him catch it with his left hand, so as not to have to take the tool that could hurt people.

But Song Yuhe still didn't believe him, he didn't intend to let go of the tools he relied on for survival at all, he stretched his head forward and said "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

He wants tools, and roses too.

Song Guanxing: "..."

Fortunately, Song Guanxing broke off the rose thorns on the way, otherwise this unlucky child would definitely eat a mouthful of blood.

Song Guanxing whispered, "Then can I dismantle it?"

Song Yuhe nodded in front of him, because his voice was a little vague because he was holding a rose in his mouth: "I can."

Song Guanxing finally breathed a sigh of relief, and began to look at the bionic man on Song Yuhe's wrist.

That person wrapped Liuyin with a small self-explosion program and pasted it on the bionic man, and it was integrated with Liuyin watch.

The flow of silver is originally integrated, and it is gradually wrapping the foreign flow of silver into the internal program. If it is later, the self-destruction program may be completely integrated into the bionic.

Song Guanxing frowned as he watched, took out the tool for dissolving Liuyin and melted it at the edge.

Song Yuhe has been holding the tool tightly, his whole body tensed up, to ensure that he can stop before the person in front of him destroys his bionic man.

——And for Song Yuhe, who is disorderly and unclear about right and wrong, how can he stop Song Guanxing's actions in an instant, there is no way to think about it carefully.

After all, in Song Yuhe's hands, even a blunt weapon can become a tool for killing people.

Song Guanxing was not afraid of the tools in Song Yuhe's hands at all, and he concentrated on melting the foreign flowing silver little by little.

After 10 minutes, the button of the self-explosion program that was almost integrated into the bionic watch was finally revealed.

Seeing that Song Guanxing's forehead was sweating, Song Yuhe felt a little embarrassed, and whispered: "If you really can't dismantle it, you can go."

Song Guanxing was startled.

"I'm fine." Song Yuhe said, "57 and I have been together."

Song Guanxing's whole body was cold, and he could hear what Song Yuhe meant.

If the self-destruction program of the real bionic person is really activated, he will not abandon the bionic person and let it out of his hands.

Judging from Song Yuhe's attitude, maybe one second before the explosion, he would try his best to hold the bionic man in his right hand tightly in his arms, and together with the bionic man, he would become a river of feather foam.

Song Yuhe's morbid dependence on the bionic man made Song Guanxing's eyes turn red, and he almost couldn't hold back his emotions in front of Song Yuhe.

Obviously it shouldn't be like this.

His Xiaozhi shouldn't be the kind of person who puts all his reliance on a half-retired bionic human.

To him, the android should be just a toy for fun, not something more important than his life.

Song Guanxing dismantled the self-explosion program with a sullen head.

Song Yuhe stared at the bionic man, probably because he was afraid that Song Guanxing, an unreliable person, would detonate the self-reporting program, and whispered to 57.

"57, I was wrong."

57 expressionless, as steady as an old dog: "Where is it wrong?"

Song Yuhe said: "You shouldn't have come out of Mofenfen."

57 sneered: "Who said that Fu Enli was very good before?"

"It's me." Song Yuhe said aggrievedly, "But I didn't expect someone to harm me while I was asleep. Which grandson is it?"

57: "Don't learn bad words."

Song Yuhe said "Oh", even in the face of death, he has nothing to fear, as if he is not afraid as long as 57 is blown to pieces: "If nothing happens this time, we will go back to Morfin when we get the Liuyin stabilizer Fern."

57 yin and yang: "Heh, you don't like your Mr. Bo?"

Song Yuhe murmured in a low voice: "Why do you dislike sir so much, you don't treat Song Guanxing like that."

57 said: "Song Guanxing came to rescue you even in such danger, where's your conscience?"

Song Yuhe fell silent. After thinking for a while, he probably felt that he had no conscience, so he said to Song Guanxing, "Hurry up and leave."

Song Guanxing was taking the last step of demolition, his forehead was covered with sweat from nervousness, his hands almost trembled when he heard this sentence: "What, what?"

"This may explode." Song Yuhe said, "Just now the people from the Star Police Station took something to test. This program has a countdown timer, and the time should be up now."

Song Guanxing: "..."

There is a countdown, why do you say it now?

How can you be so stable? !

Sure enough, a person from the Star Police Department whispered at the door: "Mr. Song, the self-explosion procedure is about to expire, and we are discussing mandatory sales..."

Song Guanxing was afraid that Song Yuhe would lose control again by saying the word "destroy", so he immediately said, "No, I'll be fine soon."

The commissioner hesitated before reluctantly agreeing.

Who knows who has such a big enmity with Song Yuhe, who is so vicious that he wants to kill him completely.

Song Guanxing was angry and anxious, ignored Song Yuhe's urging him to leave, and took the last step with a sullen face.

Song Yuhe wanted to say more, his tone became more and more like leaving a last word.

Song Guanxing couldn't listen to it at all, and said directly with red eyes: "Stop talking."

Song Yuhe was taken aback by the fierceness, and said softly, "I'll just say the last sentence."

Song Guanxing couldn't bear to be cruel to him all the time, so he had to let him speak.

He planned to hear what Song Yuhe had to say.

Are you still urging yourself to go?

Does this mean that he is caring about himself in disguise?

Song Yuhe said "last words".

"I really want to see Mr. Bo."

Song Guanxing: "..."

Fuck off!

Probably anger made Song Guanxing perform exceptionally. He successfully removed the program before the last second of the countdown and put it in an explosion-proof box containing dangerous goods.

Song Yuhe finally put down the tool, pinched the rose, hugged his movable right hand in his arms, patted the bionic man as if he was comforting a child, and muttered: "It's okay, it's okay, baby, it's okay gone."

57... 57 will be mad at him.

He just walked through the gate of hell, why is his heart so big?

Song Guanxing asked people from the Star Police Station to take away the explosion-proof box. After the danger was resolved, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. The cold sweat on his back almost soaked his shirt.

He couldn't imagine that if he hadn't come here today, Song Yuhe would have fought to the death with the commissioner of the Star Police Bureau, and he didn't want anyone to dismantle the self-explosion program for him until the last second.

Thinking of this, Song Guanxing was afraid for a while.

Song Yuhe was still carelessly raising his feet to comfort the bionic man, there was no sweat on his forehead, as if he was not the one who was facing the threat of life and death.

After solving the danger to his life, Song Guanxing's suppressed tension rose again.

For the first time, he felt what it felt like to be "close to the hometown".

Growing up on that remote planet, Song Guanxing didn't dare to ask what he had suffered and how much he had suffered in the past ten years, for fear that the answer he got would make him feel so distressed that he would die of pain.

Song Yuhe silly music: "We will go back to Mofenfen after we get the prize after participating in the competition! You plow the fields, you weave, and I will repair you."

57:"……"

He was talking to 57 about the rest of his life after the catastrophe, when he suddenly saw Song Guanxing shyly walking to his side, hesitant to speak.

Song Yuhe couldn't help but took half a step back, looking at him warily.

Although this person saved him, Song Yuhe still remembered the embarrassment before.

cannot be offset.

"You...what are you doing?" Song Yuhe said.

Song Guanxing murmured: "You..."

"Thank you!" Song Yuhe planned to preemptively, and sent out the thank you and the good man card, "Thank you for saving me, you are such a good person. In the future, you can come to me for anything you want to repair, and I will repair it for you. I won't accept it." money."

Song Guanxing: "..."

Song Guanxing inhaled lightly, how could he be willing to let Song Yuhe do the heavy work again: "I didn't mean that, you...do you remember me?"

Song Yuhe quietly asked 57: "Is he implying that there is something wrong with my mind?"

57: "?"

Song Guanxing saw Song Yuhe looking at him as if he was looking at a pervert, he was anxious, and said directly: "I am your brother."

Song Yuhe didn't even think about it, and said, "Thank you brother!"

Song Guanxing: "?"

Song Yuhe didn't seem to recognize him at all, but instead had a urging expression of "I'll call you brother, it's okay", probably wanting him to hurry up.

If Song Guanxing had a tail, it would have drooped long ago.

Song Yuhe had a big brain, and said: "57, does he... like me like Lu Jing?"

57: "?"

57's face turned green: "Thank you, you're not that heartthrob."

Song Yuhe said "Oh": "But he really gave me goosebumps, I'm scared."

Almost being killed by the bomb didn't make him a little bit afraid, and Song Guanxing's "affectionate" look at him made him afraid.

Just when Song Guanxing was thinking hard about how to talk to Song Yuhe, the door beside him was suddenly pushed open, and Bao Qiao was panting slightly and holding the door frame, his face full of shock: "What's the matter, what happened?"

Before Song Guanxing could speak, a small whirlwind whizzed past him, blowing the broken hair on his forehead slightly.

Taking a closer look, Song Yuhe had already run over quickly, and threw himself into Bao Qiao's arms, hooking his neck and hugging him tightly.

"gentlemen!"

"I thought I'd never see you again," he said.

Bo Qiao also listened to something about the research institute on the way, and rushed over without asking any further questions. He was relieved to see Song Yuhe alive and kicking, knowing that it was nothing serious.

He skillfully stroked the soft black hair on the back of Song Yuhe's head to comfort him.

At this moment, Bo Qiao suddenly felt a chill in his paws, like a gust of icy wind blowing over him.

He raised his head in doubt, and met Song Guanxing's ferocious gaze, as if he was about to chop off his claws.

Bo Qiao: "..."