【Interstellar Contract Magician】Ruyuanke

The puppy was stunned when he heard this, then he lowered his eyes, and his tightly clenched fingers were trembling visibly.

Then he turned his head away, not saying anything, not looking at me. I couldn't see his complete expression, I only knew that his lips were trembling.

He turned completely around, with his back to me. After a long moment, he finally spoke: "Xiaoyang, that's all history now."

His voice sounded weak and unusually hoarse.

It seemed as if he was talking about something that was causing him great distress.

"Nowadays, there are only two kinds of orcs, female and male... I..." He gasped as if he was about to suffocate.

"It's a disabled male..." The voice was extremely weak and trembling.

I can feel how much effort and courage it took for Heron to say these things.

Although I can't see any disability in him.

I don’t think disability is so difficult to talk about…

Probably, because I was born in a good era.

"I..." The puppy's voice was filled with tears. He gasped for breath, one after another, as if he was having trouble breathing. His breaths were so broken that he couldn't even speak a complete word.

"Disabled males... infertile..." After saying this, it was as if all his strength had been drained from him. Even sitting still, he seemed to be shaky. In the cool, dark cabin, the man was drenched in sweat.

Without saying a word, I hugged him from behind.

I have nothing to say and cannot speak...

Just hold me quietly.

Quietly...

All that was left was the man's crying...

This is, the same as the original owner...

Same yet different, same loneliness... same self-loathing...

The original owner's inferiority complex wasn't as obvious as his, but that deep suspicion... was engraved in his heart.

The door lintel is insulted...

The puppy cried and trembled, causing the original owner's body to tremble along with it.

This similar pain...seems to be able to connect two bodies, two hearts.

The same heartbeat, the same heartache, the same sadness, the same...

what is that?

I didn't catch it, or I didn't understand it.

"Cang Lu, it's nothing..." I wouldn't try to comfort her, but instead expressed my true thoughts. "This doesn't affect who you are. Whether you're excellent or powerful, it has nothing to do with this..."

"Male value is not just about reproduction! My father... my father. Although I have never seen him since I was born. But my mother said - my father is a general! A great hero!" I shouted loudly, and finally it turned into a roar.

The first part is what I said to Cang Lu. The second part is what the original owner's body said to herself.

This is what she firmly believed in, yet could not be sure of, what she had doubted, and because of this, she continued to doubt herself... This is what supported her to the end.

She loved deeply.

Her relatives, her father...

She had always wanted to see him...

She and her mother have always wanted to see him...

We all vaguely know that it may be impossible to see our beloved ones again...

Tears rolled down.

I know this should be the emotion of the original owner's body.

But I am also sad.

I am a bystander of all this, but also like an experiencer.

The puppy turned around and hugged me, hugged me very tightly.

It's like two helpless souls warming each other with their body temperature on a cold night.

Maybe, maybe...

If the original owner hadn't left...

I'll be happy with him...

……

……

Maybe... maybe...

In this world, women earn money and support the family...

How much money do I need to earn to support my family?

perhaps……

Maybe... maybe...

perhaps……

perhaps.

At night, it was still the dock, and it was still simple moving work.

I suddenly became extremely hardworking.

I no longer reserve some energy to try my best and avoid stopping to rest like before.

I began to push myself as close to my physical limit as possible.

When he couldn't hold on any longer, he leaned against the metal wall and used Mirror Flower and Water Moon to speed up his rest.

Xiuxiu passed by me several times with complicated eyes.

It was a complex emotion of disappointment mixed with heartache.

Very similar...

No, you can't associate it.

As I passed by that blue-gray figure while working hard, I saw his red eyes.

At dinner time, I finally seemed to understand why those girls fought over a work meal.

Fortunately, those adult women don't look down on it...

Otherwise, with just this bunch of little girls, they wouldn't be able to deliver all the food...

Yes, it is really delivering food.

……

After eating the minced meat and gnawing on two small cakes, my brain finally woke up from the state of clamoring for food.

Even though the venue was huge, I still couldn't see any herons.

Maybe it's because men have their own dining venues.