no star

Li Xingmo's breathing stopped for a moment before he pulled out from the increasingly turbulent emotions, but he still didn't dare to look at Rong Ju, which made the communication between the two fall into a dilemma-Rong Ju still wanted to treat Li Xingmo as a person. He looked at it as a fragile treasure and tried his best to avoid all the scars, but he didn't expect that in the past few years, Li Xingmo had been tempered to be invulnerable without his knowledge, and correspondingly, even love was also cut off.

Rong Ju felt more anxious than ever. He leaned forward, wanting to wake up Li Xingmo's past with his arms again, but Li Xingmo's whole body was tense, and the knuckles of his fingers holding the handle of the knife turned white, clearly conveying a signal of resistance to him; The two were speechless for a moment, and after a while, Rong Ju's hand dropped down, and he heard Li Xingmo say, "Rong Ju, I'm sorry."

Li Xingmo didn't seem to be able to shed tears anymore, except for the two drops when they met just now, during all the moments when they reunited, he maintained an almost indifferent attitude, participating in the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of Rong Zhi like a bystander, As if in those stories, I was not another protagonist.

In such a mime-like scene, Rong Ju thought almost absurdly: Xingmo...is his Xingmo really still his?

"Don't tell me you're sorry...Xing Mo, don't say that." Rong Ju almost begged, "Look at me, we are here now, everything is safe, don't look away from me."

Li Xingmo finally raised his head briefly, exchanged a glance with Rong Yu, and then looked away evasively. Even though he knew it was wrong, he still couldn't control himself; It's all a kind of injury, but it has even melted into his bones and blood, becoming his instinct.It's also ridiculous to say: He has come to today, step by step to become what he is today, the starting point is for love, but at this moment, has it been decided which is more important?

He could only change the subject jerky, trying to express his cheap relief: "It's okay, you don't have to worry about me."

Then he paused, probably looking at Rong Ju's expression, realizing that the comfort had no effect, and then added: "Do you have any questions?"

Rong Ju took a deep breath, so that his voice would not sound so mournful, and to cause Li Xingmo some troubles, "Not now."

"You should ask." Li Xingmo seemed to have finally come into contact with what he was good at, but his voice was still small, and he said quickly, "After all, the Star Alliance has gradually declined in recent years...even in Flemo , can barely be regarded as belonging to the former three-star system, it is inevitable that some people will have bad thoughts... As far as I know..."

"Li Xingmo," Rong Ju interrupted him unbearably, "what do you mean, or do you think I will regard you as a spy sent by another galaxy?"

"..."

Li Xing was silent for a while, and said without any fluctuation in tone: "After all, strictly speaking, I am a foreigner."

"So what?" Rong Ju stared at him unabashedly, "Xing Mo, don't you understand? I don't care about what's going on with the Star Alliance, and I don't care whether you're a foreigner or something." , as long as you stay by my side now, this is what I want in my life. ... Or if there is anything else you want to do in the future, I will accompany you to do it, you want to blow up Phil Aim or whatever .”

"Even," Rong Wei added, "even if you want me to die now—"

Li Xingmo's eyes widened, and he frowned anxiously, as if he wanted to interrupt him, but Rong Zhe smiled abruptly: "I'm afraid that's not possible, I still want to be with you forever."

Now it was Li Xingmo's turn to be dazed, and after a while, his ears turned slightly red.

After going through this short period, the atmosphere seemed to be a little looser than before. Rong Ju seemed to have gradually adapted to this completely different lover in front of him. He stood up, stretched his slightly numb legs, and suddenly remembered something, He asked with a strange expression: "Don't you remember Lin Yi and Hua De?"

"...I remember, I'm sorry," Li Xingmo gritted his teeth and said, "I do this sometimes... Is Lin Yi okay?"

"He's fine, don't worry about it."

Lin Yi in the distance suddenly sneezed.

"Oh," Li Xingmo stopped talking again. He felt that Rong Ju was still in front of him, and the shadow above his head slowly overturned. After a while, he said politely, "Xingmo, I can hug you." Do you want to?"

How ridiculous, they used to be the closest lovers in the world, and their relationship was forever engraved by marriage, but at this moment, they even asked for a hug first, as if they were strangers.

Li Xingmo's sorrow surged up again uncontrollably, but he didn't show it on his face, he just nodded lightly.

He was wrapped in Rong Ju's familiar breath again, like a baby returning to its mother's womb, it seemed that as long as he knew that the person in front of him was Rong Ju, it would not matter whether he exposed his weakness; Li Xingmo buried his chin deeply tremblingly In the pit of Rong's shoulders, but the next moment, he was uncontrollably stiff again, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

Is the scene in front of him real, or is it another illusion created for him from the beginning, from earlier?

He still pushed Rong Ji away uncontrollably, even though he soon regretted it.

But it's not the first time anyway, Rong Ju's expression is much better than before, he just touched Li Xingmo's hair with a little worry, and then sat side by side with him, the machine butler who has been unknown and has no sense of existence turned it at this time With a big head, he asked insightfully, "Would you like to play some music?"

This thing stays at home and doesn't have a chance to speak a few times throughout the year. Now it finally catches the opportunity. If it is in human form, I'm afraid it has already puffed out its chest and showed off its profound knowledge base—in short, any universe that can be named The type of music, it was played one after another, and finally, Rong Ju and Li Xingmo sat there and listened to the entire "Symphony of Destiny" with a blank expression.

Rong Ju: ...

He murmured a little angrily, "Bad stuff."

As a result, when he turned his head again, he happened to catch the fleeting smile on Li Xingmo's face, and now Mr. Rong got excited, "Do you want to listen again?"

"...No." Li Xingmo shook his head, "It's just interesting."

"Didn't you always find these things annoying?" Rong Ju's mood brightened with Li Xingmo's smile, "I remember you always quarreled with the housekeeper when you were watering the flowers in the back garden."

Later, on the street, another clumsy robot gave him a rose, which was so beautiful that Mr. Rong couldn't move his eyes.

There are always many good memories between them, which are suitable for mentioning at this time.

before?Li Xingmo lowered his eyes: "Well, maybe... I can't remember clearly either."

Rong Ju's smile froze again, and the atmosphere returned to the freezing point. It even seemed to be worse than at the beginning, but it was not so irreversible. Li Xingmo even initiated a conversation on his own initiative, only to hear him asking casually. Said: "Speaking of Lin Yi, I heard that he is dead."

Lin Yi in the distance sneezed again.

"No, that's just our cover-up. When you and I were still in the fourth galaxy, we saw that he was not doing well, right?"

Rong Wei first explained habitually, and then quickly realized something. His eyes were burning like a torch: "My dear boy, how do you know that Lin Yi is dead, huh?"

"I……"

"Didn't you just say that I can ask you anything I want?" Rong Ju suddenly wanted to know everything Li Xingmo had done, "I hope this agreement has not expired."

Li Xingmo was silent for a long time before he said, "I heard about it by chance when I was in the fourth galaxy."

In fact, it was not accidental, it was because he had gone through untold hardships and suffered so many injuries that he got this vague sentence. In fact, he asked Rong Ju at the beginning, but in the end the person who sent the letter only said: " There is no news about Rong Ju, but I heard that Lao Futi died, and it seems to be... Lin Yi."

At that time, he was in a daze for several days, and Lin Yi's death even made him unable to help guessing about Rong Ju's life and death; if Rong Ju was not there, all his efforts would be meaningless, but there is no need for these things to make Rong Ju now. I know, it's all in the past, it can't be changed, it just adds to the troubles.

Li Xingmo thought for a while, then said: "...Jian Jingyao is dead."

Rong Wei was really surprised now, but before he could speak, he heard Li Xingmo go back to the original topic: "You can rest assured that no one in the fourth galaxy can rule me now, I have other Things have to be done, which is not contrary to their interests. Anyway, you don't, don't..."

Li Xingmo wanted to say, don't doubt me, I will never hurt you.But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them no matter what. He was no longer used to revealing his heart to others, even if this person was Rong Ji.

But Rong Ju miraculously understood his unfinished words. His heart has been soaked in bitter water for a long time, and now it is full of soreness and tenderness, making it difficult for him to even speak: "Xing Mo, I just said something Did you say something wrong?"

"what?"

"If you really want me to die, I'm willing to do it." Rong Ju said, laughing to himself, "I used to swear, as long as I see you again, even if some gods come to give my life to you I am willing to take it back immediately; I just said that, maybe people are greedy? I saw you once, and I want to face you for a long time, preferably day and night, day and night. "

Li Xingmo suddenly covered his mouth with his hand, the distance between the two of them was shortened abruptly, Rong Ju blinked innocently: "?"

"...Don't say it." Li Xingmo said fiercely.

The author says:

Lin Yi: Who did I provoke?

It's good to be in love, I can write another hundred chapters of love (I'm talking nonsense