Since it is the end of the world, Commander, please obey.

When the door was pushed open, a trace of panic flashed in Jiang Zhi's eyes, and his left hand under the table was clenched, as if he was hiding something.

"Are you still busy?" Bian Shi made small talk.

"Well, you go and rest first." Jiang Zhi said, then lowered his head and went back to work.

Bian Shi was reluctant to leave just like that, so he slowly moved to the chair in the study, leaned on it, and made small talk, "Your study smells strange, what's that smell?"

Jiang Zhi was stunned and pointed to the cabinet beside him.

Bian Shi walked over curiously and took a look at them one by one. He was a little dumbfounded. There were some tea leaves, wooden products, and several bottles of fine wine on them.

Although Bian Shi couldn't understand it, he had a good nose and could smell that these were good things.

Jiang Zhi sat upright, staring at the display screen in front of him, but he could clearly feel his heart beating fast and he couldn't help but want to see what Bian Shi was doing.

Although the little incident in the kitchen did make him feel uncomfortable, how could he bear to be angry with Bian Shi?

The two of them had been through so much hardship, and finally they had this little bit of quiet time together, no longer having to worry about how to escape or how to survive...

Bian Shi noticed from the corner of his eye that Jiang Zhi seemed to have been maintaining the same posture for a long time. His eyes flashed and he stood up with the help of the cabinet.

Somehow, the men bumped into the cabinet.

When Bian Shi came to his senses, the cabinet had already started to shake and the handicrafts at the highest point were falling down. He raised his hand to block it.

"boom--"

"Bian Shi!" Jiang Zhi flashed to Bian Shi's side, raised his hand to protect his head, and used the other hand to steady the cabinet.

Unfortunately, the handicrafts that were knocked flying hit the display cabinet, and several bottles of wine were smashed and fell to the ground.

Bian Shi had a lot of wine splashed on him, and his hair was wet and stuck to his face. He blinked and said, "Sorry."

Jiang Zhi frowned slightly, raised his hand and touched his face, pushing all the wet golden-brown hair back.

Bian Shi felt a chill on his face. He secretly glanced at Jiang Zhi's expression and was a little afraid to speak. "Well, I really didn't mean it."

"I know you are unhappy with me. Now that you have vented your anger, go to bed early." Jiang Zhi's voice was calm and his face showed no expression.

Bian Shi couldn't feel the bottom and wanted to explain, "I really didn't mean to do that. This cabinet is unstable. It shook when I touched it lightly, and that thing fell from above. I subconsciously..."

Halfway through his words, Bian Shi shut his mouth. After all, what he just said sounded like an excuse.

Jiang Zhi pressed his eyebrows, a trace of fatigue flashed in his eyes, and he took all the responsibility. "It's my fault for not putting the things away properly. You go and rest first."

Bian Shi was stunned for a moment and wanted to explain, but he had already been pushed out by Jiang Zhi.

Outside the door, Bian Shi looked annoyed.

He clearly came to Jiang Zhi to explain what had just happened in the kitchen, but he ended up making things worse.

"Why did you smash other people's wine for no reason? You can even mess up this..." Bian Shi looked up weakly at the glaring light. He blinked and felt a little powerless.

Everything wasn't so bad at the beginning of today, how come it turned out like this now?

Bian Shi leaned his head against the door, reluctant to leave.

A hint of the smell of white snow seeped out from the crack in the door. Bian Shi took a deep breath and sighed.

He reached out and pressed the gland at the back of his neck, thinking to himself, "Bian Shi, you're really pretending."

Bian Shi stood there for a while, and finally returned to his room, fell on the bed, and covered himself with the quilt.

He cleaned up the mess, moved the unbroken wine to another place, and reorganized the cabinet.

In fact, he has a special wine cabinet, but these bottles of wine are very special, so he placed them separately on the cabinet so that he can see them when he is working.

Unexpectedly, it was broken by Bian Shi accidentally.

Jiang Zhi picked up one of the bottles of wine, opened it, and took a sip.

It is fragrant and mellow when you take a sip, leaving you with an endless aftertaste.

Jiang Zhi drank it all, one sip after another. He then looked at the bottom of the bottle, facing the light. There was a message engraved on it: "Zhi, please be yourself."

Jiang Zhi frowned, sighed, picked up the fragments on the ground and held them up to the light.

"Zhi, please be happy."

"Zhi, enjoy life."

"Treat your lover with sincerity."

........

A total of three bottles of wine were broken. Jiang Zhi collected the fragments, but his fingertips lingered on the last sentence for a long time.

He was very impressed by the bottle of wine.

When this bottle of wine was made, Jiang Zhi was six years old. Gu Qingyu held him in her arms and told him fairy tales one after another. Finally, looking at him who was drowsy, she asked:

"The princess and the prince are happily together forever... Jiang Zhi, do you know what love is?"

At that time, the young Jiang Zhi hugged Gu Qingyu's neck and said foolishly: "My love is my mother."

Gu Qingyu smiled and nodded, then touched his face again, "A lover is the one you love the most and care about the most."

"Of course, your true love isn't just Mom. Someone you care about will appear in the future. Promise Mom that you will treat him with sincerity and be good to him."

"Why?" The six-year-old Jiang Zhi naturally asked this question.

At that moment, Gu Qingyu's eyes almost instantly moistened. Her eyes were red, but she still patiently explained to Jiang Zhi: "You will know in the future that many things are beyond our control."

Jiang Zhi looked at his sad mother and said something stupid again, "Is your lover your father? Will your father treat you well?"

"Well, he will."

But Ke Zhi knew that his father would never treat Gu Qingyu sincerely. Perhaps he had Jiang Xiao's bad genes in him, so he said such cruel words to his mother.

But Gu Qingyu still said to him gently: "Jiang Zhi, you must promise me that you will treat the one you love sincerely and never let yourself regret it."

"Hiss--" blood flowed from the fingertips, and the memories came to an abrupt end.

Jiang Zhi frowned, pressed the wound on his fingertip, put away all the things and placed them next to the violin.

There was a bottle of wine next to the violin. There were eight bottles of wine in total, and now this was the only one left.

This was the wine that would last him eight years, and he was hesitant to open it.

He had looked at it against the light many times before, but unfortunately the words on the bottle were written on the inside and could not be seen unless he drank all the wine.

Jiang Zhi put the wine away, looked at the violin again, subconsciously reached out his hand, and couldn't help but stroke the strings.

The penetrating wound on his right hand hurt him deeply.

Jiang Zhi quickly locked the door and left in a hurry.

Passing by Bian Shi's room, he hesitated for a moment and still did not go in.

However, Bian Shi alertly lifted the quilt and rushed out of the room. Looking at Jiang Zhi's back, he shouted.

"Here it comes!"

Jiang Zhi stopped but did not look back.

Bian Shi walked up, poked Jiang Zhi's hand, and said sorry again.

Jiang Zhi still just wanted him to have a good rest and then wanted to go back to the room quickly.

Bian Shi shrugged his nose and asked, "Have you been drinking?"

"Ah."

"Oh, can I drink it?" Bian Shi leaned forward and looked at Jiang Zhi with a smile.

Don't hit a smiling person. Jiang Zhi lowered his eyes to look at him. Seeing the deep blue, he sighed, "You can't drink. You will get drunk."

There is a play.

Bian Shi's eyes lit up, and he followed Jiang Zhi into his room. He also seized the opportunity to start talking about all sorts of things.

Since Jiang Zhi didn't want to hear his apology anymore, he said something that could stimulate his mood, hoping to make Jiang Zhi forget the unpleasantness just now.

Unfortunately, Jiang Zhi remained indifferent, and only nodded reluctantly from time to time.

In the room, Jiang Zhi paused while taking off his clothes. Looking at Bian Shi who was following behind him, he kindly reminded him, "I'm going to take a shower."

Bian Shi nodded quickly, "Go ahead, I'll just walk around here, don't worry, I won't move."

Jiang Zhi felt nothing to worry about, so he opened the bathroom door and went in.

Bian Shi sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The lights were still on downstairs. Looking down, he saw the smart housekeeper taking care of the garden.

"Alas." Bian Shi held up his face and sighed, "It's better to be a robot. I don't have to think about those annoying things. It's just a simple life."

Suddenly, Bian Shi leaned forward and looked at himself in the mirror, his face full of confusion. "Why do my eyes still look brown? Why can Jiang Zhi see my blue eyes?"

What's the secret in this?

Is there something special about him and Jiang Zhi, or is this just a temporary change?

Bian Shi turned his head to look at the large iron cage on the bed and curled his lips, "Quirk."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bathroom door opened.

Jiang Zhi was wiping his hair and looked up to see Bian Shi. He frowned slightly and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window.

"What are you doing sitting on the floor?"