born criminal

That night, Chen Jianzhen cooked a pot "casually".Before Anna left, he bought a lot of vegetables. He picked a little of each and added a catty of ribs to stew it into a colorful hodgepodge.

After the food was served, even Fang Xing hesitated: "Can I eat it?"

"Don't worry, it's not poisonous." Chen Jian almost fell into the chair and said weakly, "I'm exhausted."

After waiting for a while, seeing that Yang Zhou was unmoved, Chen Jian simply tapped the rim of his bowl with his chopsticks, and said with aggrieved words: "Eat more, it's all done for you, and I don't have any gratitude at all."

As soon as Yang Zhou felt guilty, he immediately realized that he was talking nonsense, and retorted: "I didn't ask you to do it."

Chen Jian made a series of "tsk tsk" sounds, and finally complained very sadly: "Flip your face and deny people."

Yangzhou knew that if he talked to him a little more, he could continue to act for an hour, so he simply turned his head away, not out of sight.

Their casual and relaxed way of getting along made Fang Xing feel very uncomfortable, so he interrupted quickly, and said to Chen Jian: "Come to my house for dinner tomorrow?"

Unexpectedly, Chen Jian refused straight away: "Not tomorrow, I want to watch the concert."

Fang Xing's face was already sickly, but now his face became even paler.He had already guessed the truth, but asked unwillingly, "Aren't you tired of talking?"

"That's right." Chen Jian was four or five centimeters taller than Yang Zhou, his gaze swept to the right, and landed on the person drinking the soup with his head down, his tone couldn't tell whether he disliked or liked it: "He hasn't seen it."

Yang Zhou didn't pay attention to what they said, but just concentrated on drinking the soup.The vegetables in the bowl were stewed, and a few slices of curled tomato skins were floating on the thick soup.The appearance is so poor, but the taste is surprisingly delicious, which surprised him.

"Then I'll go tomorrow too." Fang Xing said, "I haven't seen Xu Ran for a long time."

"I only have two tickets." Fang Xing really wanted to get out of the way recently, and he became very good. Chen Jian impatiently used an orderly tone: "If you have a cold, you are still tossing, stay at home, don't go out infectious agent."

Fang Xing finally felt a little comforted by his severe and caring reprimand.He murmured twice and stopped talking.

Yangzhou had already finished a bowl of soup at this time, he thought about it silently for a while, then turned his head slightly, and glanced at Chen Jian from the corner of his eye.

In the end, he ran into Chen Jian's sight again.

After many times, Yangzhou also began to doubt whether he was staring at him all the time.

"It tastes good, doesn't it?" Chen Jian spoke first, with the corner of one lip raised high, almost flattered with complacency.

Yangzhou didn't deny it either, and asked hesitantly, "How did you do it?"

"The exclusive recipe, I won't tell you." Chen Jian crossed his legs, deliberately whetting his appetite.

Yang Zhou shrugged, apparently not too interested in his so-called secret.

Seeing that they were flirting again like no one else, Fang Xing abruptly changed the subject and asked Yang Zhou if he liked Xu Ran.

"I don't like it very much." Yang Zhou looked directly at him, pursed his lips, as if embarrassed, and smiled slightly: "Chen Jian insists on taking me there."

He is really beautiful, usually cold and daunting, but when he smiles, it makes people's hearts flutter.

Fang Xingming knew that he was provoking him on purpose, but at this moment he was suddenly discouraged, and even forgot to fight back.

After eating, he didn't stay for too long, and didn't mention the matter of staying overnight, so he said goodbye and left quickly.Seeing that he was out of his mind, Chen Jian got up and sent him out.

The sky is full of stars tonight, there is no wind, but it is still very cold, and the soil under the lawn is frozen hard and brittle.

"Go back." Fang Xing said.Obviously, he wanted to stay with Chen Jian very much, but when he opened his mouth, he said this.This feeling has been suppressed in my heart for too long, and it has taken root and sprouted to grow into a towering tree, so that when I have the courage to confess, I can't shake those intertwined roots for a while.

"Send you off."

The two walked along the boulevard, with only sporadic lights guiding the way in the darkness.

"What's the matter with you recently?" Chen Jian asked.

Fang Xing didn't answer, Chen Jian thought for a while and guessed, "Is there something wrong with Professor Simon?"

"No." Fang Xing said: "Everything in the experiment is normal, and we are still working hard to improve the success rate."

Chen Jian also stopped talking.The night was like ink, gradually dyeing them through, and only the monotonous footsteps echoed on the street.After a while, Fang Xing suddenly asked, "Chen Jian, are we brothers?"

Chen Jian didn't expect him to ask this, so he immediately said, "Of course."

Fang Xing said something, but because his voice was too low and his speech was fast, it took Chen Jian a few seconds to react.He raised his eyebrows in surprise, and said carelessly, "Others? Others... Well, you are my savior?"

Fang Xing smiled wryly: "Don't say that, my life was saved by your father."

This section of the road is not long, and it will reach the end in a short while.Before Fang Xing had time to invite him for a drink, Chen Jian waved his hand coolly: "I'm leaving."

Fang Xing shouted subconsciously: "Wait!"

Chen Jian turned his head, and the starlight all over the sky fell on him in an instant, shining like a god.Fang Xing seems to have returned to the night when he was 16 years old in the street scuffle. Chen Jian blocked the knife for him, his body was covered in blood, but his eyes were bright. "Damn it, it was almost split in half..." He was trembling with pain, but he still insisted on joking.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed.They should be the two closest people in the world, why do they go further and further apart?

Fang Xing panicked in his heart, forced a smile: "Stay on guard against Yangzhou."

"understood."

Chen Jian pushed open the door with a chill in his body, and there were only two robots whispering in the living room.He took off his coat, rubbed his red ears with his hands, and asked, "Where's Yangzhou?"

"Go upstairs and rest." D3 said.

Chen Jian poured a glass of wine by himself, and drank it dull.It was too quiet in the villa, he stared at D3 and Andrew: "What did you say just now, why didn't you say it?"

Before Andrew could stop it, D3 had already said a bunch of beans: "We are discussing why Mr. Yang went upstairs as soon as he heard your footsteps. Andrew insisted that it was a coincidence, I think Mr. Yang must be giving birth to you angry."

Chen Jian raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, and said pleasantly: "So he has been waiting for me?"

When he said this, D3 was also confused: "No, sir."

"Could it be that you're jealous?" Chen Jian suddenly smiled brightly, left behind a sentence of "you two idiots" and rushed upstairs anxiously.

"I'm not stupid!" D3 retorted loudly: "I have an encyclopedia of love!"

"Encyclopedia of Love?" Andrew, who had been silent all this time, finally found a chance to be contemptuous: "What is that?"

D3 said arrogantly: "A low-level robot like yours certainly doesn't have a high-end database."

Andrew snorted heavily: "Only a robot like you who has nothing to do every day can study these boring things."

The scope of activities of D3 is limited to the No. [-] base. Of course, it is not as good as the well-informed Andrew. He asked sourly: "Then what did you do?"

Andrew straightened his posture and said proudly: "I am a policeman, and I uphold justice and peace."

Changing to D3 this time is disdainful: "Mr. Chen said that justice is just a fig leaf."

"He said you believe it?"

"Of course! He is my commander." D3 turned the small wheel to catch up with Andrew: "Where are you going?"

"Recharge." Andrew said.

"Oh, I want to charge it too." Back in the room, D3 started to perform a routine jump to his charger, but today he didn't find the right angle, and he didn't jump up after two jumps.Just about to try for the third time, his body suddenly vacated, and D3 yelled in horror: "What are you doing?"

Andrew put it firmly on the charger, pressed the power button smoothly, and said, "You annoy me by jumping."

"Robots won't be annoying." D3 retracted the wheels into his body and continued to challenge him.

Andrew said: "I used to think so, until I met you."

D3 fell silent.Andrew waited for a while, then asked in surprise: "Are you angry?" After speaking, he denied himself: "No, robots don't get angry."

The green light on the top of D3 is still on, and it has not entered the sleep mode, but it ignores Andrew.

Andrew began to think. D3 said that when Eric made him, he asked Chen Jian what he wanted, and Chen Jian said that it was enough to relieve boredom. Therefore, although D3 has a simple shape and a force value equal to zero, its thinking mode and emotional perception are highly anthropomorphic.Maybe he would actually be "pissed off"?

Andrew chose the tone of "I'm not wrong to apologize and I'm just giving in to you" from the voice library, and said, "Well, D3, you are not annoying at all."

D3 finally had some reaction, and let out a subtle cold snort from the speaker.

Andrew continued his efforts and put on an attitude of learning humbly: "Can your high-end database share data with me?"

"No!" D3 snorted angrily.

Andrew gave a regretful "Oh".

"However," D3 seemed embarrassed, and said quickly: "If you exchange with me and tell me something interesting about your mission, I can barely think about it."

Andrew quickly understood that D3, trapped in this small world, must also yearn for the outside world—if the robot also has yearning.

"But my tasks are all confidential."

Downstairs, Andrew picks and chooses, and begins to tell stories to D3. Upstairs, Chen Jian knocks on the door and asks repeatedly, "Yangzhou, are you asleep?"

With such a big movement, who can sleep.Yang Zhou opened the door with an impatient look: "What's the matter?"

"It's okay, I just want to see you." Chen Jian stared at Yang Zhou, and really looked at it carefully from top to bottom.

With a straight face, Yang Zhou put his hand on the knob and turned it uncomfortably.

"Read it." He was about to close the door when Chen Jian stepped forward and asked with a smile, "Are you jealous?"

Yang Zhou's tightly closed thin lips opened slightly, and the word "no" was about to slip out, but stopped at the last moment.After all, how could he be qualified to answer this question?

If you want to ask, you should ask Fang Xing.

Seeing his tangled expression, Chen Jian softened his heart immediately, restrained his joking expression, and explained: "Fang Xing and I are just friends, really."

"What does it have to do with me?" Yangzhou said.For some reason, the answer was obviously cold, but it sounded like he was angry.

Chen Jian laughed lowly, half of his voice was muffled in his chest, like waves at low tide.

He suddenly stretched out his right hand, brushed Yangzhou's ear with his fingertips, and grabbed the edge of the door behind him.This gesture was very intimate, and Yang Zhou immediately fell into half of his arms.

Chen Jian put his left hand into his trouser pocket, leaving a space where he could escape completely.However, Yang Zhou didn't move, he just stood a little stiffly, raised his chin slightly, his amber pupils became lighter under the light, as if they could reflect everything.

Chen Jian lowered his head slowly, until he completely occupied his field of vision, and then gently pressed those two lips.

Yangzhou's jet-black eyelashes drooped, and a layer of light pink mist evaporated on his face.He neither refused nor catered to, until Chen Jian was kissed enough, and he touched the tip of his nose, smelling each other's breath.

It was a kiss that was not lingering enough, but very tender, and lingered with a faint aroma of red wine.

"Do you already like me?" Chen Jian withdrew his hand holding the door, and fondled his hair affectionately.

Yangzhou's slack gaze gradually gathered, and the focus fell on Chen Jian's face, panting in a daze: "No."

Chen Jian frivolously wiped his glistening red lips with his thumb: "Then what were you doing just now?"

Yangzhou tilted his head to hide for a while, and said in a rustling voice, "Thank you."

Chen Jian was taken aback: "What?"

"Food." After Yang Zhou finished speaking, he pushed Chen Jian away indiscriminately and returned to the room.His movements are so smooth and flowing, no one can see that he is actually flustered.

The door closed with a "bang", and Chen Jian was so excited that he hurriedly turned the handle, but naturally it didn't move at all.He punched twice angrily, then couldn't help laughing.

"I learned it from anyone." Chen Jian muttered, whistled happily, and walked back to his room.