Sara

He's gone from a crybaby to a calm and reserved emperor, at least when he's being watched.

What the empire wants is a cold machine, not a kid who will roll around for candy.

No matter how much he conforms to the wishes of the Council, his nature cannot be changed. He can't behave badly in front of people, but he can do it in front of cats.

1103 will not mind his weak side, it will just rub its master's hand, comforting him clumsily and gently.

It is very deadly to pin your feelings on others.

Even if this "other" is not human.

1103 has grown up, is lively and cute, loves to bask in the sun, and often goes out to play with a cat over the wall.A palace guard would hold back an emperor, not a harmless cat.

He was a little envious, so he secretly asked 1103 if he had other friends outside. 1103 couldn't speak, so it held the emperor's hand and meowed a few times.

The emperor couldn't understand, he still had a lot of information that he didn't read, in fact he didn't have time to play with 1103.

But he doesn't want 1103 to run out. If 1103 likes him, he should be considerate of his feelings. He will be sad alone, but he can't show it.

On the day when 1103 was unable to go out to play, he accidentally scratched the emperor. The bacteria brought back from the outside caused the emperor to develop a high fever in just a few hours, and Feiger, who was still out of town, was so shocked that he rushed back overnight.

Only then did everyone realize how dangerous this seemingly harmless cat was to the emperor.

As soon as the emperor got his condition under control, he asked how his cat was doing. He wouldn’t let it go out. Stomach.

He probably lost his mind because of the fever, and forgot that such words cannot be said casually.

Sure enough, the guardian who had watched him all night touched his forehead and whispered, "I have to take it away."

He was taken aback for a moment, and then calmly asked everyone else in the room to leave, and he choked up and said no when he was alone with Feiger.

He said that he will protect himself, cut 1103's nails regularly, vaccinate it, and will not let it run around. This year's experiment will cooperate well, and he will never fish for cats...

Feiger looked at him for a long time, and said when he left: "You can spend more time with it."

The emperor took back his cat, 1103 didn't know what happened, rubbed his master's fingers as usual, blinked his beautiful eyes twice, and let out a soft cry.

He thought he had obtained tacit approval, and he was so excited about it, that he didn't even feel that those people were annoying when he held a meeting with the cabinet ministers.

It was just the way Feiger looked at him that made him uneasy.

His uneasiness was fulfilled a few days later, when 1103 accidentally fell into the water and drowned in the artificial lake in the garden.

He didn't quite believe it, until he saw the small body lying on the white cloth, the cat that was alive and kicking the day before, but became wet and cold today.

1103 is dead.

It's 1103 and he's 1103 too.

"I can't guarantee that there won't be an accident," Feiger said.

It wasn't until this moment that the emperor understood what Feiger meant when he said that.

He ignored the obstruction and stepped forward to open the fur on the cat's neck. When he saw the thin strangle mark, there was a buzzing in his ears. Everything in front of him was blurred and distorted. He had the illusion that the one who died there was not his careful care pets, but himself.

For a while after that, he couldn't hear or see anything.

-

Feiger was drinking coffee outside the door, and the hot coffee burned his tongue, so he lowered his head and blew.

He had lingering fears about what happened a year ago, and the psychological problems that had accumulated for many years broke out at that moment. Yofasa was almost completely autistic, unable to communicate, and only had basic survival instincts left.

If it weren't for the prohibition of not being able to die that was deeply ingrained in Yofasha's body, he might not have survived.

Feiger hired a senior psychiatrist to treat Yofasha, and it took more than a month for him to speak, and it took even longer for him to slowly come out of the shadows.

Afterwards, they tacitly did not mention this matter again. Yofasha no longer had some weird ideas, and he rarely asked Feiger or the council. He always watched everything quietly and indifferently. , just like the ideal machine of the empire.

Wait a little longer.Feiger wanted to talk to him.

Wait a little longer.He should have told him before everything changed.

It's not what I expected, but there's nothing else I can do.He didn't have time to tell Yofasa until he was kidnapped and taken away.

Not everyone has the patience to wait, like his wife, his daughter, and his Zacharias.

"Dr. Jones, have you had breakfast yet?" the man coming down the corridor greeted him.

Feiger looked up, but didn't respond.

"Ah, I didn't bring yours, I'm so sorry." Linshu smiled awkwardly at Feigel with two breakfasts, "By the way, can he have breakfast? There are still some taboos, eat What liquid food is better?"

Feiger glanced at the plate Linshu was holding, and made a judgment: "Yes."

"Otherwise, if you eat this one, I'll go and get it." Linshu handed one of the plates to Feiger, but Feiger didn't take it.

Linshu felt bored, so he withdrew his hand and entered the room.

"Didn't sleep well? Why don't you go wash up?" Linshu put the food on the table, and found that Yofasa was still sitting on the bed in a daze, so he walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Hurry up and brush your teeth and have breakfast."

Yofasa's eyelashes trembled twice, and he stared at Linshu without saying a word.

"What's wrong?" Linshu bent down and brushed away the hair that was brushed on his face, "Do you feel unwell?"

Yofasha shook his head, his eyes passed Linshu, and looked at Feigel at the door.

He couldn't see Feigel's attitude, but silently pulled Linshu to his side, holding his hand.

"Three days of rest." Feiger stood at the door and did not come in.

Linshu turned his head, Yofasa took a step ahead of him and said, "I see."

"You listen to the doctor very much." Linshu sighed.

But Yofasa was not as relaxed as Linshu. He knew how Feigel was a man who used everything to the extreme. He would pretend to be the owner of this place and didn't kill Linshu directly. Most likely he wanted to borrow clues from Linshu. Follow the vine to find other rebels.

As if aware of Yofasha’s thoughts, Feiger added paradoxically: “Mr. Lin’s health is good, and he may be able to take on other jobs.”

Jehophasa clenched his hands tightly, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

Linshu didn't quite understand why the doctor always praised him for his good health. Before he could ask, Feigel had already taken him out the door.

"He doesn't want me to cooperate with him in human experiments?"

Linshu guessed in this direction, but couldn't think of a reason, so he turned his attention back to Yofasa, "Okay, go and wash..."

"Turn around and take off your clothes."

"Ah?" Linshu was still considering whether to reheat the milk, but he was completely unprepared for such a request.

"Turn around and take off your clothes." Yofasha repeated, and while he was talking, he started to break Linshu's shoulder.

If Linshu wanted to resist, Yofasha would definitely not be able to break him. He wanted to know what Yofasha was going to do, so he simply turned around along Yofasha.

He was wearing a cotton shirt given by the staff here. The loose style can be pulled up at will even if you don’t unbutton it. Yofasa opened the hem of the clothes, stretched a hand in it without any explanation, and ran up and down his spine. Groping, as if looking for something.

His hands are always warm and cool, the skin is delicate, it feels light and slippery when it walks over the skin, and Linshu's scalp feels numb when he touches it.

"What the hell are you touching..."

Yofashayu remained silent, and continued to search behind him, occasionally touching the scars with his fingers, with a little more force.

The skin there is probably new, and it feels clearer to the touch than other places. After being touched so many times, Linshu's breathing is a bit abnormal.

"Here." Yofasa didn't notice Linshu's reaction, he was looking for something intently, and finally his index finger rested on a suture line of Linshu's vest, he pressed it a little bit harder, and asked, "Does it hurt?" ?”

"Brother, I've had stitches there, so it's strange that it doesn't hurt if you press me like this?"

Linshu sighed, every time he had some whimsical thoughts, Yofasa always gave him a painful understanding, but fortunately, it was just pressing the wound, which was not as deadly as an anesthesia operation.

Yofasa put down Linshu's clothes, and Linshu turned his back to him, so he couldn't see his hesitant to speak.

Under the suture he touched just now, if nothing else happens, there should be a small device, small in size, but deadly enough, it can release a powerful electric current to knock down the carrier at any time.

Feiger didn't kill Linshu, as expected, he made preparations later.

In the final analysis, Linshu was too stupid, he didn't realize that something was stuffed in his body.Yofasa's head hurt a little, he didn't know whether he should tell Linshu directly.

"So what are you touching?" Linshu turned to face Yofasha, and repeated the question just now.

Yofasa's thoughts paused for a moment, and then he said blankly, "I am concerned about your injury."

Linshu's doubts were instantly replaced by joy, and he didn't care about whether this way of caring was wrong. He showed a gratified smile to Yofasha, and felt a sense of relief that a child knows how to love his parents when he grows up.

"Don't worry, I'm fine," he said politely.

But Yofasa only felt that he was not far from dying on the spot.

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