The eldest brother's responsibility [Interstellar]

"Huh?" Xueshan's glasses were covered with mist, holding the wine glass with one hand, and slowly sizing up Cen Xing, "Oh... do we know each other? It seems like we know each other. I always feel like I've seen you somewhere. Theory If you are such a beautiful beauty, I will definitely remember your name when I see you."

Old movies are played in the tavern, and the antique gramophone emits deafening music, and the voice of Xueshan is mixed in it, which is not very clear.

Cen Xing strode towards the bar and sat down next to Xue Shan.

"Of course we know each other."

"Do you want a drink..."

Cen Xing didn't give him a chance to finish, so he pulled out the silver-white scimitar inlaid with sapphires from his waist, and slashed fiercely on his arm.

Blood spurted out.

But almost instantly, the cut skin slowly healed, but in just a few seconds, new flesh grew.

"Do you remember who I am?" Cen Xing slowly put down his hand and asked.

Xue Shan tilted her head, a little surprised on her drunken expression.

Cen Xing didn't answer.

He swung the scimitar in his hand again, and changed into a gun posture.

Without hesitation, he shot himself in the arm.

The blood vessels on the arm protruded instantly, almost bursting open. Immediately afterwards, white hair grew crazily on the skin, and the well-defined hands also turned into huge animal palms.

Cen Xing swung that beastly palm violently.

Suddenly, the music in the movie became harsh, and a very ugly and terrifying sound came out.

Everyone in the tavern was attracted by the broken stereo.

"Boss, what's going on! Come and fix it!"

"What kind of sound is this! It's so ugly!"

Cen Xing put down his hand.

Immediately, the sound in the stereo returned to normal.

The animal-like giant palm also slowly returned to human hands, slender and slender, just lightly placed on the table, enough to attract people's attention.

"That's right. After so many years, it's normal for you to be unable to remember for a while. Moreover, it stands to reason that when you withdraw from a research project of the Federal Department of Secrets, you have to undergo a memory cleaning operation. Even when you withdraw from some classified projects, you even have to lose your identity." To be replaced."

Cen Xing paused, and then said, "However, your anti-amnestic method is even more sophisticated."

Xue Shan raised her head slightly, put down her wine glass, and looked at Cen Xing's hand that had just been turned into a beast, showing a hint of surprise, "Could it be that you were more than ten years ago..."

On weekends, it was rare for Shen Jiang not to get up early, and he lay down until noon before he reluctantly opened his eyes.

In the past two days, the inexplicable discomfort in his body has made him suffer a lot.

Whether it is the inhibitor used by omega or alpha, it is of no use to him.

Fortunately, there are no major exams these days, only theoretical and literature classes, and the alpha around him can control the pheromone well, so he didn't have any embarrassing surprises in front of others.

Lying on the bed for a while, Shen Jiang rubbed her temples.

Just when he was about to get up, the communicator rang.

Shen Jiang lowered her head.

The screen shows Cen Xing.

He replied in words, "It's not convenient to talk", and hurriedly prevaricated.

Thinking of Cen Xing...

Shen Jiang couldn't help clenching her fists.

What happened that night was vivid in my mind, and the smell of Cen Xing's pheromone seemed to still linger in the room.

So embarrassing.

Shen Jiang has never been someone who likes to avoid problems, but he instinctively chose to avoid this matter.

While washing, Shen Jiang heard a knock on the door.

His first reaction was Cen Xing, his body tensed subconsciously.

With her toothbrush in her mouth, Shen Jiang turned on the surveillance outside the door.

"Brother, there is a day when you don't get up early? I knocked on the door three times, why did you open it?"

"What are you doing here?" Shen Jiang said unkindly while washing her toothbrush.

But still let Kazan in.

"Christmas today, don't you go out to play?" Kazan said and fell down on the sofa consciously, as if he was at his own home.

Just sitting down, I accidentally saw that the sofa was a little rotten, obviously scratched and torn.

"With you?" Shen Jiang asked a little disgusted.

"Tsk, there must be others, let's go out and stare. There are beautiful little omega, all single, and two are students of music school. Go to the Christmas market, go to the holographic game exhibition together, go together Well. Anyway, you definitely don’t have a date today, and you’re out of your mind during this time, so you don’t say anything when I ask you, just go out to relax.” Kazan didn’t look at the scratched sofa, and continued Said, "We should be graduating next year, let's take a walk and go together while we are still free."

Shen Jiang: "What holographic game exhibition? It won't be the one from last time, what simulated wife..."

Kazan corrected, "Wrong. It's a human/wife grower. This time there are omega and alpha versions, which are more—"

Shen Jiang didn't wait for Kazan to finish speaking, and rushed out of the bathroom angrily, and hung a debuff on Kazan's head without hesitation.

Kazan said aggrievedly, "What are you doing?"

"You have something serious in your head!"

"Then are you going?"

Shen Jiang thought for a while, then nodded, "Go."

He can't let the students around him notice the abnormality, let alone worry his friends.

And the most important thing is that although she knows that this kind of game is not serious, Shen Jiang is actually very curious about how it is not serious.

For the sake of the festival, even if it rains, the bustle of the market will not be affected in the slightest.

A busker with an accordion played enthusiastically at the street corner. Shen Jiang looked at the rain in the sky, and then at Kazan beside him, "What are you talking about Omega? Why are there just the two of us?"

"It's almost there," Kazan glanced at the communicator, and immediately raised his head, "Isn't it! This way!" Kazan said, waving his hands not far away.

When Kazan waved like this, unrelated passers-by couldn't help but look back at him.

Shen Jiang looked in the direction of Kazan's beckoning, and saw three or four teenagers coming, two of them were obviously brothers and sisters, their faces looked obedient and harmless, their temperament was gentle, and their figure was also slender like an omega.

After getting close, Shen Jiang smelled a faint fragrance of flowers and fruits.

He immediately stood up straight as if in a stress response.

"The perfume smells really good."

"Thank you for the compliment. By the way, the handsome guy's friend is also a handsome guy. Why don't you introduce him to us?"

It's perfume.

When Shen Jiang heard that it wasn't pheromone, she was relieved.

Just before he was relieved, his shoulders were suddenly hugged.

Shen Jiang was held in a very stalemate posture by Kazan.

"Let me introduce, this is my childhood friend, Shen Jiang. He is known as the strongest beta in our school, don't look at him with a straight face every day, in fact he does have a straight face every day..."

Shen Jiang didn't resist, and let the courtesan mascot introduce herself.

After the introduction, he didn't react too much, and quietly followed the crowd.

The Christmas market is very lively. There are various food sellers and gadgets on the street, as well as various street performances.

Seeing Kazan talking and laughing with them, Shen Jiang continued to bow her head.

He envied Kazan.

Although he was born in a military family, he is supported by his elders and older brothers and sisters. He has no responsibility, is rich, and is pampered by others, so he is carefree.

Just as she was downcast, suddenly, Shen Jiang smelled the aroma of baked desserts.

Looking up, I found that a small bowl was suddenly handed over in front of me, with a spoon stuck in it, and it was steaming hot.

"Baked apples with red wine and cinnamon, sweet." Kazan said, raising his hand, motioning for Shen Jiang to take it. "Eating sweets can help you feel happy. Try it, it's delicious."

"Thank you." Shen Jiang took it

Taking a small bite with a spoon, the rich and sweet aroma immediately filled the nostrils.

"It's delicious. It should be baked with fruit wood. I can't make this taste at home." After Shen Jiang finished speaking, she took another bite of the baked apple to her nose and sniffed it.

"As long as it's delicious." The voice of his companion came from not far away after speaking.

"Kazan, come and see this!"

Kazan beckoned, motioned them to go shopping first, and talk about things later, then turned his gaze back to Shen Jiang, "Brother, since I was a child, I have always called you first when I encountered anything, even though you beat people very It hurts, but it’s really cool to help me solve the problem, and you will definitely protect me no matter what. Thanks to your care for so many years, I have grown a little anyway. Look, do you want to talk to me when you encounter something? What do I say?"

Shen Jiang stopped stuffing things into her mouth, raised her head, her cheeks were bulging like a hamster.

Realizing that she couldn't swallow it, Shen Jiang began to chew slowly.

"I have known you for more than 20 years, and you have never been so depressed like this time. Even if Yan Yan fell in love with someone else, you would be sad for a while at most, and then you would fight with someone with a walking aid."

"It's nothing, it's just that I haven't had a fight this time." Swallowing what was in her mouth, Shen Jiang stared at the unopened cup of hot cocoa in Kazan's hand.

He brought it over and took a sip regardless of the heat.

"It's nothing."

"Kazan, what are you doing here? I told you it's fun, this street performer is the best I've ever seen! The level of performance is definitely not inferior to that of our school's tutor!"

While drinking hot cocoa, Shen Jiang heard a soft and soft female voice running over.

"Oh...Mr. Shen, you come here too."

Before Shen Jiang could refuse, her sleeves were pulled.

The drink in his hand was almost unsteady.

"Everyone is waiting for you, don't be in a daze, let's have a happier Christmas."

Shen Jiang couldn't resist, so she could only follow along.

There are many people around the street, and the melodious sound of the harp can be heard from a distance.

Shen Jiang, who is tone-deaf, felt miraculous at first.

Squeezing through the crowd, I saw a man with a mask and a top hat sitting next to the harp, and the hand that played the harp was also wearing gloves. The only thing that could be seen was a tall and straight figure, young, about 30 years old at most.

"His body movements look like a soldier." Kazan also didn't understand this kind of cotton flicker, tilted his head for a while, and commented.

Only then did Shen Jiang observe carefully, "Indeed."

"Are all military school students this good?"

"It's definitely not from our school," Kazan commented. "It may be mercenaries from non-governmental organizations. Where can students who have worked hard for so many years in military schools come to the streets to perform for a living. Forget it, what's for dinner? "

"I know a tavern..."

"What about you, Mr. Shen?"

"I can do it."

"Dude, there's no restaurant called 'Everything'. Even if you don't have classes tomorrow, is it really okay to drink?"

"No problem no problem."

"..."

When sitting in the wine room, Shen Jiang was still taciturn.

——Actually, when he is not speaking, he is more worthy of the temperament of this appearance.The word "cold" is revealed in every gesture, and the sharp and handsome face is even more attractive.

As soon as he speaks, this cold and handsome feeling will disappear.

"Does Mr. Shen drink alcohol?"

Just as Shen Jiang was about to answer, there was already a big glass of beer in front of her.

"Thanks." He replied coldly.

"Hey, why don't you give it to me first. If it wasn't for my introduction, would you have met such a good-looking person as Shen Jiang?"

"I'll bring it to you right away, what are you shouting about?"

Shen Jiang looked at the alcohol in front of her.

When he was a teenager, he was curious and secretly drank with Kazan.As a result, the two of them staggered and slept on the grass outside for most of the day.

From then on, Shen Jiang understood the true meaning of the "drinking mistake" taught in the school.

And I never wondered about this harmful drink again.

Still, the relaxing feeling of being forced to sleep after drinking...

Shen Jiang didn't think much, picked up the wine glass and took a big gulp of beer.

The smell of wheat couldn't overwhelm the smell of alcohol, Shen Jiang frowned, obviously not used to it.

But then, he took a few more gulps.

[Interlude a piece of news. After the artificial wormholes appeared in the fifth star field, natural wormholes began to appear in various places outside the tenth star field. So far, five have been discovered, and many pieces of imperial supplies from the old empire period have been sent out. No living things have been sent out yet. ...]

Shen Jiang continued to drink the alcohol in the glass.

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