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Qi Kuo said, "I can't reach it."

Yan Lang glanced up at the upper edge of the glass door, which was within reach, and scratched his head wonderingly, well, the face-saving researcher is unwilling to swing the towel over, Yan Lang automatically completes Qi Kuo's motives in his mind.He opened the door a crack, exposing his head. His thick hair was soaked by the shower water, lying limply against his scalp, and a few tufts of soft hairs curled up resolutely. Matching his clear and bright black eyes, it looked like... …Qi Kuo took a deep breath, like a handsome sportsman playing hard in the hot summer, he took the iced Sprite from him and gave him a hearty smile to express his thanks. I was in a trance for a while.

"Give me the bath towel." Yan Lang urged.

Qi Kuo pursed his lips and handed him the towel. His ears were reddened by the heat. The glass door closed mercilessly. The researcher stood outside the door lonely. He just wanted to watch the wolfdog take a bath, even the tip of its tail.

However, Yan Lang inside the glass door couldn't hear Qi Kuo's heartfelt voice. He unscrewed the shower to rinse the shampoo foam, hummed an unknown tune in his throat, shook his head happily, shook his shoulders, squeezed the shower gel into his palm and blew on it. bubbles.

The colorful bubbles crossed the glass door, floated unsteadily to Qi Kuo's white coat, and suddenly burst, Qi Kuo moved to the door to wait.Even though he really wanted to see Yan Lang just out of the bath, in order to maintain his image of a cold researcher in Yan Lang's heart, he had to sacrifice a little welfare.

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Yan Lang held the bath towel and rubbed his hair until it was half-dry and wet, put on shorts, opened the door and walked out of the glass cubicle.He picked up his trousers and hopped on one foot to put them on, Qi Kuo said: "Turn around and let me have a look."

Wolfhound turned to Qi Kuo honestly, clenched his fists to show off the excellent muscle curve of his upper body, and said, "I should have the habit of exercising before."

Qi Kuo's eyes were straight, and his Adam's apple moved up and down. After admiring it, he choked out a sentence: "You have the authority of the gym."

"Where is the gym?" Yan Lang asked.

"Turn right when you go out of your room, and go straight to the one next to the window." Qi Kuo said, "No one usually goes there." Few people have the willpower to persist in exercising, and their physical fitness is generally poor.The smooth muscle curve of Yan Lang's upper body is extremely beautiful. Usually, it only makes people think that his shoulders are wide and his waist is narrow. When he exerts force, he is full of explosive power, like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity.Just looking at Yan Lang, a fire burned in Qi Kuo's heart, and the flames made him extremely thirsty.

"Then I'll take a look tomorrow." Yan Lang picked up the T-shirt and put it on, "Let's go to eat."

Qi Kuo couldn't move, he gathered his white coat and tried his best to suppress the impulse of his body, Yan Lang approached the researcher unknowingly, rubbing the wet hair tip on Qi Kuo's cheek: "Does it smell good? Sea salt and lemon."

"It smells good." Qi Kuo tried his best to ignore the screams in his head, the shy snake tied his tail into a Chinese knot, walked out of the communication room almost at the same time, and Yan Lang rubbed his whole body with the smell of lemon.

Yan Lang was in a surprisingly good mood. He told Qi Kuo what he had seen and heard all the way on the surface, about giant centipedes and small helicopter owl hunting, and about the city guard soldiers sitting on trucks cheering "Go home first".His eyebrows are curved, his dark pupils are pure curiosity and freshness, and a bunch of soft hair on the top of his head is swaying from side to side. He asked: "When is Brother Qi going on vacation, let's take a look around together."

"I'll take one day off a week." Qi Kuo said, "I'll take you to the garrison floor of the city guards then."

After getting the answer he wanted, Yan Lang stopped repeating the topic just now, picked up the plate and went to the window to have dinner. During the gap in line, Yan Lang asked generously, "Have we never met before?"

"No." Qi Kuo denied.

Yan Lang lowered his head and pondered for a while, then said: "Okay." His memory is like a TV with poor contact, intermittent, the fit between him and Qi Kuo will not lie, he always has the feeling to enclose Qi Kuo The urge to rub my arms.

Yan Lang shuddered, his eyes fixed on the tray, he couldn't think like this, Qi Kuo and him had only known each other for two days, and Qi Kuo had a dead lover, how could he do this, it was too perverted.

Qi Kuo watched in bewilderment as the wolf dog took two steps forward, his high mood suddenly sank, Yan Lang lowered his head and hugged the dinner plate, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yan Lang sat down silently with a bowl of tomato and egg noodles, and picked up two chopsticks without knowing what to eat.Qi Kuo picked up a spare rib and put it into Yan Lang's bowl, and asked, "Is today's meal not to your liking?"

Yan Lang shook his head: "No." He poked the noodles with his chopsticks, picked up the ribs and put them in his mouth, obviously not going to explain the emotion of falling off a cliff.

He was in a bad mood and lost his appetite. Fortunately, the portion of noodles was not large, and Yan Lang was really hungry after cruising around the surface. He ate the food in the bowl and watched Qi Kuo eat with his chin resting.The wolfhound's serious expression combined with the stubble hair after taking a bath made Qi Kuo unable to move his eyes and almost poked his chin with his chopsticks.

After eating, Yan Lang routinely put the bowls and chopsticks in the leftover place. Yan Lang turned his head to see the white circle on Qi Kuo's right ring finger, and looked away awkwardly, feeling more and more that he should stay away from Qi Kuo.

It's wrong to pester a married man, even if Qi Kuo's ex-husband died a year ago.

Yan Lang stepped into the corridor and turned right, Qi Kuo followed behind him.

"Where is your dormitory?" Yan Lang asked.

"Tomorrow I will move next door to you." Qi Kuo said, "In order to facilitate the operation of the simulator and the debugging of the simulator."

"So you don't live next door to me today." Yan Lang said.

Qi Kuo didn't understand what Yan Lang was emphasizing, so he nodded, "Yes."

"I know the room I live in." Yan Lang said, "There is no need to send it away."

Qi Kuo was stunned, obviously he was fine just now, but the wolf dog changed his face as soon as he said anything, he planned in his heart to send him to the door for a hug, or even a stroke of his hair.Now let alone touching the hair, the wolfhound will bark its teeth within a radius of one meter, this is not acceptable, Qi Kuo stretched out his hand and grabbed Yan Lang's wrist: "What's wrong with you?"

"What I did wrong, you tell me." Qi Kuo said, "I'll change it."

"You are not wrong." Yan Lang said dejectedly, "I crossed the line."

Qi Kuo quickly turned on the brain known as the "son of the universe" in the industry, and analyzed the meaning of "I have crossed the boundary" in Yan Lang's mouth in 360 degrees. The boundary, and what boundary, does it refer to a specific thing or a virtual state?Did Qi Kuo himself perform actions that misunderstood Yan Lang?After thinking about it for a long time, the CPU overload caused Qi Kuo to hold Yan Lang forcefully and would not let go. He did not understand that he would never let Yan Lang go back to sleep.

The ghost knows that Yan Lang will think of other weird things tomorrow.

Yan Lang stared at Qi Kuo and held his right hand, to be precise, it was the white ring-shaped skin on the ring finger of his right hand. Qi Kuo followed Yan Lang's gaze and looked at his finger—he realized.

Yan Lang is struggling with his "lover" who died a year ago, Qi Kuo is not just shooting himself in the foot, he has the heart to shoot himself to death.

"He and I have separated a long time ago." Qi Kuo patched up the lie, "We negotiated a divorce three years ago. Gay couples have to go abroad for divorce. We are both busy with work, and it has been delayed until he fell ill and passed away."

Yan Lang looked at him suspiciously, Qi Kuo raised his left hand, three fingers together upwards: "I swear." The 180th floor underground, God will never strike him to death.

The pious appearance of the researcher moved Yan Lang, and the wolf dog pricked his ears, and gave Qi Kuo a step down: "Which door is my dormitory to go forward?"

"I'll take you there." Qi Kuo heaved a sigh of relief, he didn't let go of Yan Lang's wrist, and even held his fingers tightly.

Yan Lang put Qi Kuo's dishonest hand into his palm, turned it over and carefully looked at the four crescent-shaped wounds that were scabbed neatly: "How did you get the wound on your palm?"

"I can't control my emotions." Qi Kuo said, "I cut my nails when I went back yesterday." Yesterday he stood outside the one-way window and tried to maintain a cold expression, watching Yan Lang accept the painful memory cleansing, even if Yan Lang didn't Remembering what he suffered, Qi Kuo couldn't avoid taking this account on himself.

If there is no apocalypse, he and Yan Lang should celebrate their anniversary on the beach in Sanya. He doesn't need to make up countless lies to deceive Yan Lang, and Yan Lang won't be sullen because of an unnecessary "ex-husband".

On June 2087, 6, during the Dragon Boat Festival, a chemical container rupture occurred at Taiyuan Yanning International Airport, and his peaceful life with Yan Lang fell apart in an instant.