【Flame Burial】Our vulgar love story

(1) "Do you want to persuade him?"

Regarding this relationship with Yan Ke, the undertaker did not mention it to others, he did not think it was necessary, and neither did Yan Ke.

That afternoon, he came to the medical department at the appointed time.The bright red warm blood was drawn from his body and flowed into the glass test tube.Kelsey gave him a hemostatic patch, and asked, "Does Yanke know that you provide us with experimental support?"

"I didn't mention it to him, and he didn't ask, so I can't be sure if he knows." The mourner didn't know why she suddenly mentioned Yanke, but he answered truthfully.

Kelsey looked at the calm and indifferent angel in front of her, and sighed in her heart. She is not a nosy person, but considering that Rhodes Island needs to be responsible for the operators under her, she still mentioned: "I have no intention of interfering with the private life of the operators. , but you are now a couple, right? Maybe it’s better to tell him about some things.”

"Thanks, I'll think about it." Undertaker wasn't surprised Kelsey would see it.This woman knows everything about Rhodes Island like the back of her hand, and sometimes her sensitivity is chilling.

Kelsey began to pack up the experimental equipment, he stood up and was about to leave, when he heard the people behind him say:

"Looking at the combat video recently, Yan Ke still maintains the previous desperate fighting style. It's dangerous to continue like this. The doctor and I have persuaded him more than once, but he doesn't seem to listen. So, do you want to persuade him? ?Maybe you said it would be useful."

The undertaker stopped.

After a while, he replied: "Thank you for your kindness, Ms. Kelsey. I have never maintained an intimate relationship with other people, and I may not understand how ordinary couples get along. But from my standpoint, I have no right to interfere with Yan Ke personal choice. If he thinks that this way of fighting is the most suitable for him, then I choose to respect him instead of changing him."

(2) "Do you have a problem with our do||love frequency?"

That night, Yan Ke lay on the bed with his eyes closed, replaying the battle in the afternoon in his mind.He heard the mourner suddenly ask: "Yan Ke, do you have any objections to our || love frequency?"

Yan Ke opened his eyes: "Why do you ask that suddenly?"

"I saw a post on the forum just now." The mourner pointed to the computer screen, "The poster said that he recently broke up because his boyfriend thought that they did||love too infrequently, but he thought it was twice a week. There are already too many times. Most of the comments below think that for young and middle-aged men, twice a week may indeed not satisfy the other party, and it is normal to be broken up."

"I recalled that the average frequency of our || sex last month was twice a week. Do you feel dissatisfied?" The mourner asked sincerely.

Yanke glanced at the post, and asked back: "What about you, do you think it's too much or too little?"

The mourner was stunned for a moment, and thought for a while: "The sexual desire of the Sakota people has always been low. In addition, we usually spend a lot of time and energy on fighting, working on infrastructure, training and dispatching missions. So at present I am quite satisfied with this frequency. But considering the individual differences between you and me, maybe this does not satisfy you?"

Yanke snorted, faintly smiling.

He grabbed her on the bed, hugged her to play with the light blonde hair, and said lazily: "Then I am also satisfied."

"I'm asking this seriously, Yan Ke. According to statistics, sex||disharmony||harmony in life is an important reason for couples to break up."

"I also answered seriously." Yan Ke looked into his eyes with a more serious expression, "Physical|physical relationships are indeed important, but now, each of us has more important things to do. You don't have to do it for yourself. What do I change, when I'm with you, besides making || love, it's also fun to do something else."

For example, Yan Ke quite likes to watch The Undertaker fiddle with his messy mechanical toys, or go to the training room to fight.

Or go to the observation tower to blow some air together. The mourner knows a lot about astronomy, and sometimes tells him which constellation a certain star belongs to.Even sometimes doing nothing and spending the rare leisure time together made him feel peaceful and satisfied.

"Don't worry, I'm not the kind of boy who can be tough when he sees a square Q at the age of seventeen or eighteen. Now it's good to let nature take its course. But—"

Yanke smirked, and put his hand into the mourner's clothes to play tricks,

"I'm impressed that you have this desire to improve. How about we improve the average now?"

(3) "Can't sleep?"

Although they have a "couple" relationship, Yan Ke and Undertaker are more accustomed to sleeping in separate rooms at the beginning.For the matter of "a person sleeping next to him", whether it is the executor or the mercenary, there are some subtle discomforts.

But recently they gradually got used to the body temperature of one more person at night, and traces of each other's lives began to appear in the dormitory.

An extra water glass, a toothbrush, the watch I forgot to take away, and the coat I changed.Bits and pieces, trivial.

That night, Yan Ke stayed again.

The Undertaker slept very well, but he woke up for no reason in the middle of the night that night.

Realize that no one is around.Looking up, Yanke was standing in front of the porthole, smoking a cigarette but not lighting it.His profile looked peaceful under the moonlight, but the mourner felt a little "lonely".

"Can't sleep?"

Yanke turned his head and saw the mourner sitting up, his upper body was naked|naked, and there were vague red marks on his porcelain white skin.

"Woke you up? Sorry." Yanke said, "Put on your clothes, it's cold tonight."

The mourner put on his coat, came up to him, and asked, "What's the matter with you? Have a nightmare?"

"It's not even a nightmare."

After coming to Rhodes Island, Yanke hasn't dreamed of those teammates who fought together in the past for a long time.Just now he saw them again, they all looked like they were dead.

Covered in blood and with broken limbs, he walked towards him precariously.

The unbearable past was reflected in those pairs of eyes, and blood and tears dripped in the gunpowder smoke. They complained hoarsely to Yan Ke:

"Captain, have you forgotten your hatred? Have you betrayed us?"

"Have you abandoned us?"

Yan Ke didn't remember how he answered in the dream, he instinctively wanted to wake up, it wasn't until he saw the peaceful sleeping face of the person next to his pillow that he felt a little calmer.

I really should be cast aside by my teammates, Yan Ke thought.At the beginning, he obviously joined Rhodes Island with the idea of ​​revenge, but now he is getting used to it more and more, becoming weaker and ridiculous.

After listening to his dream, the undertaker asked, "If the doctor regained his memory, would you choose to take revenge on him immediately?"

The room was silent for a long time before Yan Ke replied:

"I will definitely take revenge, but maybe not 'immediately'. Although I don't think the naive wish of 'saving the infected' will be realized, it must be admitted that under the current situation, both Rhodes Island and the Doctor must exist. meaning."

Yan Ke touched the mourner's cheek, the night was as cold as water, and the skin of his hands was also cold.

He couldn't help asking: "If that day really comes, will you stop me?"

"You know, I won't." The mourner also stretched out his hand, and gently put it on Yan Ke's hand that was stroking his cheek,

"We're all adults who can take responsibility for our own lives. If it's a choice you make after careful consideration, I won't stop it. But... I won't help you either. You won't be angry, will you?"

Sure enough, it was something that a mourner would say, Yanke thought so, and finally regained his relaxed and peaceful mood.He smiled, threw the cigarette and kissed him again.

"It's fine not to be angry. I'll think about it."

【TBC】

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(6) "Are they showing affection?"