your boyfriend starved to death

Get a dangerous thing, and then use it to threaten Rebecca to turn the steering wheel, so that Rebecca will not be actively hurt, and the earth star can be preserved.

Before, I wanted to use this stone to grow a la carte and improve the food of Earth Star, but now it seems that it may attract Canberra Star to Earth Star at any time, which is really unbearable.

I controlled God of War to squat down, leaned forward, and approached Rebecca.

Rebecca's usually cold face finally showed a happy smile.

"How about it, hard ones are not good, are you going to be soft?" Rebecca said happily.

I was stunned by her, and I didn't know what to say.

"Rebecca, it's not worth it." Semila's steady voice sounded, "It's not worth destroying Scott and Canbera just for a moment."

Rebecca's smile became sarcasm again: "Really? But I have calculated for 100 years. If I didn't have this moment of pleasure, I might not be alive today."

"You have the Stone of Life, why not use it to do something meaningful?" Semila sighed.

Rebecca's smile became sharper: "For me, the most meaningful thing is destruction, Lord God of War."

The two of them were about to quarrel, so I operated the mech to turn my head towards the instrument panel, and at the same time sent radio waves of the same frequency, trying to interfere with the direction of the spaceship.

Semila seemed to feel that I was trying to change the course. He tried harder to attract Rebecca's attention, and kept persuading her with all kinds of righteousness and reasoning. It's not about Rebecca alone.

The technology of this ship is not as powerful as I imagined. After a while, the display screen of God of War is connected to the spacecraft dashboard.

I glanced at the target above: Earth Star.

I was startled into a cold sweat, and I was only 30 minutes away from the goal.

While we are delaying each other's time, the other party is also delaying our time.

If Semila is the only person in charge of persuasion now, then Earth Star will definitely be finished.

Sure enough, it was treacherous.

As I thought about it, I went to tamper with the waterway.

It's just that it's one thing to be able to receive a signal, but quite another to tamper with it.

I worked hard for 10 minutes, and the goal remained the same, but the time was shortened to the last 20 minutes.

I was sweating anxiously, God, why didn't I cherish Dushanbe and learn skills from him!

At this moment, the screen of God of War jumped up.

After a flurry of signals, familiar faces appeared on the screen instead of the countdown screen.

It turned out to be Dushanbe!

Dushanbe waved his hand excitedly over there, and then, thinking of something, he stretched out his hand and pulled a person from the side, it was Wen Qiong.

Wen Qiong didn't look well, and there was an obvious scar on the left jaw, but his expression was calm, and he said in a steady tone:

"Mr. Semira, we know you are in the cockpit, sorry, we have to borrow your mecha."

After saying this, he pressed a button.

I feel God of War shaking a bit, what's the matter?

And here, Semila just failed to negotiate with his wife, turned off the external sound, and answered Wen Qiong solemnly: "I will cooperate with you, but please don't hurt Rebecca."

Wen Qiong gritted his teeth and asked, "Is Jia Luo there? I want to talk to Jia Luo."

I was surprised, Wen Qiong and the others discovered my current embarrassing situation?

Semira replied: "He can't say it."

The hope in Wen Qiong's eyes faded. He still wanted to ask something, but he restrained himself, and his voice trembled: "In 15 minutes, this spaceship will pass by Earth Star, and the Canbera Star near Earth Star It will be affected by gravity and hit Earth Star, because the distance is very close, even if we notify Earth Star, they will not be able to deal with the impacted Canberra Star."

Semira said "hmm", "I know."

Wen Qiong lowered his eyes: "We are now going to control God of War and reverse the direction of movement of the spaceship."

Think of a piece to go, hurry up!

Semila was surprised: "Can you remotely control the mecha?"

I have never heard of such a fantasy technology, but if it is discovered by Dushanbe, then I absolutely believe it can be successful.

Wen Qiong didn't explain anymore, he just said: "You are ready."

Then, a powerful spiritual force passed through the God of War's neuron contact system. Although it was Semila who was facing the God of War, I was also a part of the operator, so when that mental force overwhelmed me, I felt the same way. To the impact of being hit head-on by a car.

Just when my mind was blank, something suddenly occurred to me.

No matter how humble his identity and how weak his ability was at the beginning, the Qiang Shou I was destined to like will eventually become a super god.

Then he fought in all directions, then he became famous, then he stood on top of the world, and then I became a dragon suit that occasionally appeared in his life.

Before I knew it, my fate was on the same old path again.

chapter43

Wen Qiong's mental power erupted, as if a high wall formed by a wave of waves pushed straight over, and instantly slammed into the spiritual world.

His intention was very obvious, to seize control of God of War, beat Rebecca to the ground, and simply and rudely reverse the course.

I quickly stabilized my mind to prevent myself from being slapped flat.

Semira asked me, "Who is your friend?"

He also felt the threat from Wen Qiong, but the God of War is the God of War after all, and it is not so easy to lose if he fights for mental strength.

I felt as if there was a sound of shock coming from the depths of the earth, as if a giant beast was dormant below, suddenly awakened, struggling to get out of the bondage of the earth.

I know that it is an illusion in the spiritual world, the influence of Semira's spiritual power on me.

Just as Wen Qiong's spiritual power roared towards him, the behemoth hidden under the spiritual world suddenly jumped out, forcibly holding Wen Qiong's blow.

The violent impact made the spiritual world shake violently, and I couldn't stand and watch, because this was my spiritual world, my brain.

If it was like being hit head-on by a car before, now it is hit by two cars at the same time, caught in the middle, and flattened.

The skull seemed to be crushed inch by inch, and the pain made me want to roll and scream.

Wen Qiong's voice came from the screen: "Semira, you are crazy, don't resist!" His voice was a little eager, but he could still speak at this time, so he probably still had the strength to spare.

Semira said slowly: "No matter what you want to do, don't hurt Rebecca."

The two were at a stalemate, and I felt like I was going crazy.

I really want to pass out directly, but the timer is ticking by every minute. At this critical moment, I absolutely have to hold on.

Wen Qiong gritted his teeth: "Get out of his body!"

Semila kept silent and continued to fight.

I wanted to wipe off my sweat, but my hands were shaking so much that I couldn't lift them up. I staggered a step forward, and I suddenly realized that I could control my body.

Semila's spirit was restrained by Wen Qiong, which allowed me to regain control of my body temporarily.

But the raging of two powerful external forces in the spiritual world made me unable to concentrate. For a second or two, I didn't even know who I was and why I was standing here.

When I came back to my senses, I was already kneeling in front of the display screen. Several faces appeared on the display screen at the same time, and I reached out to reach the screen.

When the mental power is not enough, manual operation is required. The oldest batch of mechs have this function.

I pressed down hard, cut off the connection with Wen Qiong, and switched to the countdown screen.

5 minutes, 5 minutes...

Too bad, the Canberra star has been pulled by the gravity of the Stone of Life, and it may be too late to change its course.

After Wen Qiong's mental power was cut off, Semila also withdrew his mental power.

He asked me worriedly, "Are you okay?"

"I promise you I won't hurt Rebecca." I said with difficulty, "You don't want Star Earth to die, right, so don't hinder me next."

Semila was silent.

I held onto the console, stood up, manipulated God of War, and punched Rebecca.

Semira's mental power reflexively launched an attack, and quickly withdrew it.

I felt a searing pain in the exposed neurons and immediately contracted.

This is the only chance and must not fail.

The neurons were connected again, and the arm of God of War precisely passed Rebecca's right arm. Rebecca never expected that Semila would suddenly attack her at this time. The life stone in her hand was lifted by the strong wind, and she hurriedly Dodged, but failed to grab the small green stone.

The Stone of Life is finally in my hands.

Through the sensory system of God of War, I experience its powerful energy.

It also calmed my trauma a bit.

Rebecca's panic turned into anger, and then into a cruel smile.

"Semira, it's too late, the Canberra star will collide with your Earth star in 5 minutes, your dear country, because of your mistake..."

Before she could finish her sentence, I had manipulated God of War to rush out of the cockpit.

I knocked over several decks in a row until the outermost starry sky appeared above my head.

I glanced at the huge triangular devil ship under my feet, which slowly slid over the edge of the earth star like a huge tomb.

Plants, gravity, direction...

The Canberra star, which is a circle larger than the triangle devil ship, is flying towards me.

I turned on the God of War booster, the engine vibrated violently, and after a burst of sonic boom, God of War flew straight towards Canberra Star.

Time is limited, I must lead the Canberra star in the opposite direction.

Only in this way can the gravitational force just now be counteracted, let it stand still slowly, and then change the direction of motion.

"You can't go directly, you will be attracted by it!" Semila said worriedly.

Indeed, compared to the triangular devil ship, God of War is really too small. It is the Canberra star that attracts the God of War, not the God of War that pulls the Canberra star.

I was almost sucked by the Canberra star, and the acceleration was getting bigger and bigger.

I don't know how Rebecca used the Life Stone before, but she was obviously very cautious.

"You'll hit it directly! It's useless!" Semila's usually calm voice finally became anxious.

"Then what do you say!" I was annoyed.

Semira was silent for a moment: "If sacrifice is useful, I will sacrifice, but now even if you crash to death, Canbera Star will not stop hitting Earth Star."

"Then control it, don't crash to death." I stared at the edge of Canbera star, "Baihong!"

This time Baihong came out.

While operating God of War, I communicated with Baihong.

Although there was a lot of pressure, fortunately, Bai Hong and I had a good understanding and did not need to consume too much energy.

"What do you want to do, the power of two mechs can't pull a Canberra star." Semila asked.

"No need to pull, just don't bump into it."

The surface condition of Canberra star has been clearly seen.

I glanced at the edge of the planet, and the vast starry sky was behind it.

to go there.

Go behind the stars.

As the surface whizzed by in my field of vision, I suddenly remembered a long, long time ago.

I was an orc back then, with a shaggy hair and a strong body, and I sat on the tallest and biggest tree branch in the forest with my little female.

The little female pointed to the Milky Way across the sky and asked me: "Do you think there are people there who are also watching us?"

The little female's questions are always difficult to answer, unbelievable and full of imagination.

I replied gruffly, "It's possible."

The little female gave a "hmm" and said thoughtfully, "I want to see him."

I immediately pricked up my ears, jealous: "Who?"

The little female didn't notice my attitude at all, he always did this, and continued on his own: "I want to ask him why he threw me here."

Me: "Oh, you said God..."

God or something, so high up, how could it be possible to talk to us ordinary people?

We do whatever he arranges for us, so what are we worrying about?

Memories are sometimes very long, but it only takes a blink of an eye to pass.

Like a white bird, it paused on the surface of the water and then flew away.

I didn't even have time to see the shadow in the water, I just vaguely felt that there was something there.

"White Rainbow."

I order.

"Photon cannon ready."

As I skimmed the edge of the planet, I felt the immense gravity pull me towards the surface.

"You can't get past it, a photon cannon on an asteroid—"

"After crossing the edge, fire in the opposite direction of Canbella's movement." I interrupted Semila.

At the same moment, the God of War mech was manipulated to open its arms and hug Baihong tightly from behind. The green stone of life pulled the arm of God of War. The strong traction caused the arm of God of War to twist unnaturally, and harsh alarms sounded.

Finally, I stuffed the Stone of Life into Baihong's barrel.

"Launch in 3 seconds."

After finishing speaking, I activated the booster, and with the help of two 3s-level mechas, I pushed Bai Hong out.

God of War fell backwards, falling, and I saw the green life stone being fired from Baihong's photon cannon. Fortunately, the cannon was old enough to shoot solid matter, otherwise I would have to choose a more primitive way of throwing .

Semira sighed in my consciousness: "Gallo, take care."

I don't know why he said this out of the blue, when we were both about to crash.

In fact, I don't want to crash, but this is the only way I can think of to stop the Canberra star from moving.

Emits the gravitational source in the opposite direction of motion.

Maybe Dushanbe can give me [-] better methods than this method, but who made me not have the opportunity to listen?

If there is another life, I must study hard.

God of War is completely out of control, and the alarm is intermittent.

I saw Baihong turning around beautifully in the air and flying towards the God of War.

But there was no time at all.

I heard a "bang", and I didn't know anything.

chapter44

My name is Galo, male, alpha, male, specifically speaking, a man among men, a strong attack within a strong attack.

I am the hero of Shuangwen, don't ask me what Shuangwen is, some strange words often pop up in my head.

I'm the hero of Shuangwen, but I'm not happy at all, because the golden finger and the protagonist's aura are all on the strong one of my cp strong feelings.

In the first life, I was a male lion in the primeval forest, I met my little female, and then I starved to death.

Second, I was a president, I met my little actor, and then I starved to death.

In the third life, I became an interstellar prince and a major general of the empire. I haven’t starved to death yet, but I seem to have a strange disease. I can’t remember what I did when I was so big.

But I don’t think I’m going to starve to death, because the students of Capital University said that my cooking class is very good. When they came to see me in the hospital, they brought a lot of delicious dishes for me to comment on and guide.

So I can eat delicious food every day until I am full, but the doctor won't let me get out of bed to exercise, and my eight-pack abs are almost turning into one.

"Gallo."

My good friend Dushanbe came to see me, and he was still so tasteless, wearing a baggy sweater and black sweatpants that didn't match at all.

However, Dushanbe is indeed a master of technology, specializing in the study of the brain, because my brain is a bit abnormal, so he can study it nearby.

"How do you feel today? Do you still have a headache?" Dushanbe moved a small bench, sat on the bedside and peeled apples for me.

According to what he said, we used to eat something called nutrients. Thanks to a battle with the leader of an evil organization, I won a stone of life for our earth star.

This stone of life is also very dangerous, because it also has a power, which is destruction.

It will attract all planets with plants.

I think it is very unscientific, if this is the case, then why haven't we been killed by meteorites.

"You can rest assured that it is in a stable state and will not generate gravity." Dushanbe explained.

So in other words, it's a ticking time bomb.

Dushanbe was noncommittal.

My time in the hospital was not too boring because Dushanbe chatted with me, and besides, he knew a lot of things that I don't remember.

Just like every time traveler wakes up, there will be a commentator at the head of the bed.

"Did you hear any strange noises today?" Dushanbe asked me.

"No." I replied.

"There's no second person talking in your head or something?" Dushanbe asked again.

"No."

I just lost my memory, not auditory hallucinations.

"Looks like he's gone..." Dushanbe heaved a sigh of relief and handed me the apple.

"When can I leave the hospital?" I am very concerned about this question.

"At least one month. Your situation is quite special and you need to stay in the hospital for observation." Dushanbe said solemnly.

It's still another month... I boredly took a bite of the apple, and the sweet and sour juice poured into my teeth, it was delicious.

"By the way... there is one more thing." Dushanbe's eyes fluttered, pretending to ask casually.

"Say."

"What do you... er... what do you think about getting married?" Dushan asked not to pick the sheets.

"Marry?" I swallowed the apple, "I don't have any ideas, just get married if there is a suitable person, if it doesn't work, you can leave."

"That makes sense." Dushanbe nodded.

"Who's getting married?" I looked at him, "You?" I couldn't believe that a celibate like Dushanbe would get married.

"Just kidding, I have already dedicated myself to scientific research." Dushan said disdainfully, "Of course you got married!"

"Me?" I was shocked, this life turned out to be an arranged marriage?

"That's right, you will inherit the throne after you are discharged from the hospital, and of course there will be a queen who will inherit the throne, and of course you will marry your omega." Dushanbe said naturally.

"My omega?" I felt like I became a repeater.

Dushanbe suddenly stopped talking. He squinted his eyes, looked at me carefully, and then sighed: "This time the deletion is so thorough that I don't even remember it."

"delete?"

"Okay, okay, you'd better rest, I'll go back and talk to your father, see if I can cut off the mark." Dushanbe said while still looking at me, it seems that he said this just to test my reaction.

"That's good, I don't want to get married to be honest." I continued to eat the apple.

The next day, Dushanbe came and told me regretfully that the mark could not be cut off, and I could only wait for it to disappear naturally, because forcibly cutting it off would cause harm to my unstable spirit.

"I think I'm quite stable," I said, "except that I can't remember, everything else is fine."

"One more thing," Dushanbe said, his eyes wandering again, "your omega, he wants to see you."

I froze for a moment, feeling troubled.

The main reason is that I don't remember this person at all, and meeting again will only increase my troubles.

"But I don't..."

Before I finished speaking, I heard a second voice in my head.

A standard and mechanical voice——

"The label a' Beloved Wife Demon' automatically triggers the 'Love at First Sight' effect!"

I felt dizzy for a moment, and Dushanbe immediately supported me.

I looked at Dushanbe suspiciously: "Did you hear that?"

Dushanbe's face immediately turned pale: "What? What did you hear?!"

I didn't expect him to react so strongly, so I hurriedly said, "Maybe I heard wrong."

"What the hell is it, Semila is still in your head?"

Semira?Isn't that God of War?

I saw that Dushanbe was so nervous, so I repeated what I heard.

Dushanbe's face softened, he patted my shoulder, stood up without saying anything, walked quickly to the door, and opened the door of the ward.

There was a person standing outside the door. He did not know when he was standing there, but he was obviously not going to knock on the door, and he dodged a bit when Dushanbe spotted him on the spot.

Dushan didn't look at the person outside the door, then at me, and said helplessly to that person: "Come in, but he really doesn't remember you, but he..."

I tilted my head and looked at the person outside the door. He was slender and handsome, with black hair embellishing his pale face, and his eyes showed gloom that didn't suit his age. He was a man of oriental descent.

He briefly talked with Dushanbe, looked at me, and walked over.

His pupils are so dark that when he looks at someone, he seems to want to suck out the other person's soul.

I have a feeling of being out of body.

I didn't wake up until Dushanbe pushed me.

The momentary infatuation came and went quickly, I silently looked at this boy with oriental blood, is he my omega?And what is that tag sound?

Dushanbe was explaining to the boy: "Wen Qiong, you know, you and Jia Luo both have tags, and he doesn't remember you, so the first time he saw you, the tag of 'love at first sight' would activate again... "

Dushanbe seemed to understand it very well, so I couldn't help but look at him, waiting for him to continue.

Dushanbe stopped talking and looked at me pityingly.

What a look!

"Well, I understand." The oriental boy named Wen Qiong nodded, and I saw a faint scar on his left cheek.

"It's okay, it can be removed at any time, but I think it's okay to have a scar." Wen Qiong turned to me and said to me, "It can make me remember something."

His eyes were really deep, and when those eyes gazed at me, I felt as if he had a lot to say.

"Tag a'wife loving madman' automatically triggers the effect of 'wife loves me very much'!"

I heard that strange sound again, the blood rushed to the heart, and the heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and a feeling of boiling blood made it difficult for me to breathe.

Wife, is that my omega?This is the person in front of me, he loves me very much?

I asked blankly, "Do you like me?"

Dushan don't cover his forehead.

Wen Qiong tucked the quilt for me, and touched my forehead again.

Just when I thought he was going to persuade me to take medicine, he said, "Yes, I like you."

Dushang couldn't bear to listen any longer, and stood up: "You two talk first, I remembered that the institute still has a meeting..."

Dushanbe left in a hurry, leaving me unkindly, facing an old lover whom I had no impression of at all.

Wen Qiong asked nonchalantly, "Are you hungry?" It seemed that we had been discussing what to have for lunch.But his red ears betrayed him.

"Hungry." I said.Those students didn't come today, and Dushanbe only knows how to peel apples. I'm starving to death.

My expectant gaze made Wen Qiong's ears redder, and he said nervously, "Then wait a minute, I'll go out and buy..."

"Can you cook?" I asked, "Actually, there is a kitchen next to it, where you can cook."

Wen Qiong's face flushed red, but he still put on a calm look: "Okay, okay."

"But I'm really hungry today, you'd better go out and buy." I smiled.

Wen Qiong felt relieved: "Okay, I'll be back soon."

Anyone can tell that he doesn't know how to cook anymore.

I thought to myself, my omega can't cook.

But it's also normal, my partner in the previous two lifetimes can't cook either.

Therefore, this life is following the route of the previous two lives.

This is not good.

Sure enough, Wen Qiong brought back my favorite curry chicken rice in a very short time.

"My wife loves me very much" in the label a "wife loving madman" rang again.

It's fake, subconsciously, I suppressed my abnormal thoughts.

It seems that I have done this countless times, and my immunity has become very strong. Although I still have a brain congestion when the label first rings, within five seconds, I will return to normal.

But I don't like the feeling of being out of control. I don't want to follow the old path of the previous two lives.

"Well, Wen Qiong, thank you for bringing me food," I said, "I don't need to bother you so much in the future."

Wen Qiong froze when packing the lunch box.

"Dushanbe said that our marks will disappear naturally in two months." I paused, "You are still young and have little contact with emotional matters. When you become an adult and have your own judgment, find another Marry whoever you like."

I know that what I said is quite a scumbag. He is still young, so why did I mark it?

But there is no way, I can only draw lessons from what I remember and draw a line with him.

"The person I like is you." Wen Qiong put down the empty box and looked at me fixedly, a look of grievance flashed in his usually indifferent eyes.

"No, you are still young..." I perfunctory.

"I like you, I like you, I like you." Wen Qiong repeated many times.

I couldn't help laughing: "Look, I said you are still young, only children will talk about their likes, read less books about love, exercise more and make friends, in order to form a correct outlook on life—"

Wen Qiong still stared at me steadfastly, as if he didn't hear what I was saying at all. After I finished speaking, after a while, he sighed: "I'll come back tomorrow."

After Wen Qiong left, I was still thinking, he looks quite normal, why does he have a habit of confessing?

chapter45

I realized that I was wrong about Wen Qiong.

Perhaps his appearance will give people an illusion that he is very cold and has a strong self-esteem.

I looked at Wen Qiong. He was busy helping me clean up the room. This kind of thing could have been done by a nurse robot. In the morning, he even cooked a pot of vegetable and shrimp porridge himself.

His hands were fair and slender, and ice-blue blood vessels could be seen facing the sun. He was not a person who could work at first glance, but such a beautiful hand rested on the edge of the engraved bowl, and there was an unexpected and harmonious beauty.

When he is seriously reading an e-book explaining the principles of mechs, or turning on the virtual world network to immerse himself in practice and battles, it is hard for me to imagine that he is the kind of person who wastes time on household chores.

As he stayed longer and longer in the ward, I became less and less wary of him.

And when I told him how I felt about him, he laughed instead:

"Family chores?"

"Yes," I looked at him sideways, "the first time I saw you, I thought you should find a little omega who can take care of your daily life."

Wen Qiong shook her head: "I'm an omega too."

"Don't say I almost forgot..." I feel that my memory is really bad.

"You talk about family chores. This is what everyone should do. I can do it, and you can do it too. Why must someone serve who?" Wen Qiong smiled and tilted his head to look at me, "But I like it very much. You use that word."

"Huh?" Is there anything special?

"You..." Wen Qiong's eyes suddenly became serious, he stared at me, "Don't remember anything?"

He asked me this question no less than three times.

"I just remember things from my childhood." I said.If you talk about the last two lifetimes, he will probably treat me as a psychopath.

"Really... don't remember anything?" Wen Qiong grabbed my quilt with both hands, I don't know whether the emotion in his eyes is loss or happiness.

"Yeah." I moved back, so close, his eyes are so beautiful, I couldn't help being shaken.

"Tag a'wife loving madman' automatically triggers the effect of 'wife loves me very much'!"

My heart was pounding, but my brain had never been so clear, like a bucket of cold water poured down.

Still want to be as stupid as before?Do you still want to live meaninglessly, die inexplicably, and revolve your whole life around another person?

When I stabilized my mind and came back to my senses, I saw Wen Qiong looking at me worriedly.

His hand was holding mine.

His hands are smaller than mine, and I can wrap his hands as long as I gather my five fingers together.

It's like he's worried about me.

It seems that in the past two lives, I only felt this kind of concern from the little male and the little assistant who killed me halfway.

I slowly withdrew my hand from his.

Wen Qiong's expression froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect me to do this, as if he was slapped in the face, he immediately curled his fingers into fists, and retreated under the bed.

His self-esteem is very strong, and his brows and eyes are full of indifference and alienation, but at this moment, he has not flinched, and still pretends to be indifferent, sitting beside my bed.

Because of this, I couldn't figure out the position for him, whether it was forced by me in my previous life, or the cannon fodder who liked me.

I rejected Wen Qiong several times like this.

He became more and more silent, silently helping me cook and clean, and accompanied me in a daze and boredom.

Why this is so, I am more and more confused.

"Dushandon't say last time...you can still hear the label, right?"

On the day I was discharged from the hospital, Wen Qiong asked while helping me straighten my collar.

I haven't fully adapted to his behavior of trying to get together to be courteous, and his embarrassment is almost showing through his thin skin.

"Yeah, I can hear you." I replied.

Wen Qiong glanced at me in the mirror and stopped.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

Wen Qiong is often in a daze, but his appearance is exquisite and beautiful, and he seems to be thinking about something calmly in a daze.

But I could tell he was fugue.

Wen Qiong, who was awakened by me, blushed a little, her eyes dodged, and her hands were still on the back of my clothes: "It's just... Actually, I can also hear the sound of the label."

"What?" I was surprised, he could hear it too?

"Yes, I also have tags, and I'm working hard to delete the tags. After you recover, we can work together to find a way to delete all these damn tags." Wen Qiong thought of something, took out my tablet from the cabinet, adjusted Show me a record.

I took the tablet and saw the tag delete record written by myself:

love at first sight

wife loves me

Wife is the smartest

indomitable

These four remained undeleted.

Seeing the records on this tablet, I don't know whether to be grateful or embarrassed. After all, it doesn't matter if I hear the name "wife" alone, and it's a bit embarrassing for the other party to hear it too.

"I don't know why you are called this in the label..." I wanted to explain something.

But Wen Qiong said: "Because in my label you are... um..." He gritted his teeth, "It's my husband."

"What?" I was even more surprised.

"You are husband." Wen Qiong blushed.

And at this moment, Dushanbe came in very timely.

He slammed the door open, heard Wen Qiong's words, and slammed the door shut again.

It's like a mechanical bird that tells the time in an old-fashioned clock.

……

"So, I'm not the only one with a tag..." I got excited.

"Yes." Wen Qiong raised his head, smiling brightly.

"You also have a label? What is your label?" I felt like meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

"That..." Wen Qiong fell into embarrassment again, "'tune, tune/teach my husband'."

Why, why, I am a madman who loves his wife, so he should also be a madman who loves his husband! !

chapter46

"Hey, Dushanbe, come in."

I opened the door, and Dushanbe was standing outside with folded arms, waiting for me angrily.

"What are you doing here? Aren't you going to be discharged from the hospital?" Dushanbie said, looking between me and Wen Qiong, "You two—"

"I'm also here to take Jia Luo out of the hospital." Wen Qiong explained solemnly.

"Oh?"

I took the lead to go outside and dragged Dushanbe by hand. This guy seemed to have a tendency to gossip further.

"Are you ready to get married?" Dushanbe whispered in my ear, "You have betrayed our original vow to be single forever."

"I have lost my memory, and the previous oaths don't count." I said, "But you can rest assured that Wen Qiong and I are now comrades-in-arms, a pure comrade-in-arms friendship."

"You said something like this before, and then you marked him." Dushanbe exposed my black history without hesitation.

"I lost my memory." I repeated again.

The two of us walked out of the hospital building while arguing.

When a piece of greenery appeared in my eyes, I stopped.

Lush bushes are inlaid on both sides of the stone-brick path, and the fresh green lawn extends to the outpatient building in the distance. Above the small trees, the aerial track transports the flow of people coming and going.

In all my life, I have never seen anything like it, primitive, modern, or bare future, none of the scenes I'm familiar with.

The new green of life grows from the high-tech buildings to the buildings and the traffic system, stretching its branches and leaves comfortably in the sunshine and breeze, everything looks so thriving.

"This is your country