Alien Office

I received a courier from an old friend.

It was still a communication leaf of the Lomi Stars. I held it in my hand, and the message inside was transmitted from my matrix to my brain: [I have prepared a winner's reward for you, at six o'clock in the afternoon , the corner cafe. 】I don't know where Lal's confidence comes from, does he think I have a traitorous face?Or the face of a terrorist?I'm a little bit interested in joining an interstellar criminal organization...well, but that's nothing compared to my desire to stay on Earth.

I like it here, it has the life I want, the family I value, and... the people I like.

I remembered that I had caught a Lomi star before and forced it to pour information into the leaves, and it did so pitifully.Where did I put it...

I turned over the desk, and sure enough it was caught in the book, so I took it with me and went to reject Lal at night.

"You're a little absent-minded."

The serious question of "how to reject a man who has ulterior motives for you" is full of serious problems, and the direct result of this is that you don't concentrate on your work.

I yawned: "Qin Que, distrust of your lover will lead to a crisis in love."

Qin Que snorted coldly and continued to sort out the information.

The summer afternoon was still so hot, I watched TV in the comfortable air-conditioned flower shop, and the latest mechanical dance of the silicon-based stars flashed on the screen, and I was stunned to watch it.

"They dance well." I praised.

"Input dance steps into the chip, and they can move in unison and meticulously. Of course, humans find it incredible." Qin Que said.

"Well, yes, the effect of dancing into Zombie Horror Night can only be achieved by silicon-based aliens."

The only thing that makes me happy is that they seem to have given up the habit of twisting their chests and honking their horns in public. There are troubles. Whenever fans shake the recently popular bells, snares and mini horns, they are very excited. I can’t wait Grab the sound tool and have a good time.

I bit my hazelnut chocolate finger and asked Qin Que, "Would you like some finger biscuits?"

Qin Que obviously wanted to refuse, so I added: "Sharing fingers and eyeballs is an expression of love."

"It's really hard for me to understand the thinking of the Slem star." Qin Que was very helpless, but he still took the finger biscuit I handed over.

At least they taste...okay.

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After get off work, I declined Qin Que's offer to pick me up and drop me off, and instead of taking the bus, I walked slowly towards the cafe mentioned by Lal.

It's just the time to get off work, and people who have finished their day's work are like animals returning to their nests, ready to enjoy a rest after a busy day.

A lame cat walked by the road with cars coming and going. It was not fast. God knows how confident it would be that it would not be crushed into cat cakes. I followed it across the road, and there was a coffee at the corner. shop.

The traffic light changed and the car started. The driver didn’t seem to see a cat under his tire, so he started the car. My eyelids jumped, and I subconsciously jumped up and kicked the cat. The cat screamed and stood upright. Mao and Tail stared at me viciously.

"Hey, if you don't give me some speed, you will become a cat cake made of wheels. I can see several of them every year. They don't look cute at all." The cat and I walked across the road, and I gave It explained while spreading its hands helplessly.

The cat meowed angrily, as if arguing with me, and finally ran away with its tail upright.

I shrugged, I don't always like them, but I like them anyway.

When I looked up, I happened to see Lal looking at me with a smile behind the glass window of the coffee shop, his face was as pale as ever, like an elegant vampire in the twilight.

"Looks like you've made up your mind," Lal said to me, taking a sip of his coffee.

I sat on the chair and looked at the road outside the window, and nodded firmly.

"I see, you bravely saved the cat just now, even though the wild cat didn't seem to appreciate it." Lal laughed, as if he felt the anger of the kicked cat.

"I saw that its legs and feet were inconvenient, so I helped it speed up so that it would not become a wraith under the wheel." I said angrily while adding creamer to the coffee.

"I'm surprised. Firstly, you don't have the ability to fuse Baixu. Secondly...you like this planet more than I imagined." Lal said slowly, the setting sun fell in his eyes, from a certain angle It was shining with a scarlet brilliance.

"A sentient creature is always a little inexplicable." I smiled and said, "I am nostalgic for not only this planet, but also some people who are very important to me."

Lal sighed softly, his expression was a little melancholy, the kind of just right melancholy that easily impresses women.

"Although you don't have the ability to fuse and devour, I don't really mind that much. Your greatest use to us is mimicry, but unfortunately, a person who is not enthusiastic about the organization is by no means a good partner. It seems that I have no choice but to Take back my reward," Lal said.

I shrugged indifferently: "Please go ahead."

"Is there any chance to meet you in the future?" Lal asked me.

"I'd be happy to serve you if you get a visa and come back to Earth," I said.

Lal laughed, and I laughed too.

We all know that this is probably a farewell. The Milky Way is so vast that Thousand Crows may never come to Earth again. After all, these are not the planets they focus on taking root.The earth is just a remote asteroid with its own unique civilization and beliefs, this is a...

The world I love.

Lal left, and I saw the big-breasted woman open the car door to invite him in, and then resolutely joined the traffic jam in that slutty car.

I laughed gloatingly, and hoped they had enough patience to move forward at a tortoise speed all the way—even a "three-legged" pedestrian on the sidewalk can go faster than a four-wheeled car.

It was getting dark, and I was sitting in a coffee shop looking out the window at the road, not sure where to go for a while.

I have already agreed with my father that I will go back later, and he must be feeling that his son is too old to stay while eating dinner.

Yeah, I'm about to run off with a wild man, and in the not too distant future he'll be happy that at least my other half is an Earthling after I show him a bunch of alien friends coming out of the closet - dear old Dad, I'll have first aid for you, and I don't want you to go straight to the morgue after seeing a talking car, a slug that likes to grill itself, and a green straw hat octopus.

At least from Qin Que's point of view, human beings' ability to resist attacks is so excellent.

I made a phone call to Qin Que: "I invite you to dinner at the corner coffee shop."

Qin Que on the other end of the phone seemed a little surprised: "You invite me?"

"Do I look like such a stingy person?" I snorted dissatisfied.

"No, I thought you would take me to your house and have a meal yourself, at least no ingredients needed."

"Good suggestion, wait until I get my dad done." I hung up the phone, thinking that according to my dad's wifely personality, I would never let other people cook and watch him.

Qin Que arrived soon, holding a box of chocolates in his hand, I looked at him curiously: "You actually bought such a waste of money?"

Qin Que handed it to me casually: "It's a new flavor."

I nodded knowingly. Now, apart from occasionally buying some new flavors of food, I never produce or sell the rest of the snacks.

In return, I stuffed him with a leaf.At first he looked blankly at the green leaf on the table, as if he didn't understand what it meant.

I bet he thought of Qianli sending goose feathers up.

"Leaves from the Lomis," I said.

He picked up the leaf, and the information already engraved on it was read, he was startled, and then looked at me.

"Before the group of green octopuses left the earth, I caught a bullying and luring one to help me. I thought it might be useful someday, although it's not very romantic." I scratched my cheek, and then said rather helplessly, "But Anyway, it’s a confession.”

The waiter in the coffee shop turned on the light, Qin Que stroked the leaves with his fingers, and was silent for a long time, then he smiled slightly: "Okay."

I picked up the cup and took a sip of the cloyingly sweet coffee. I was thankful that the mimic creature didn't blush. I didn't expect that the thick skin I thought was not as strong as it seemed on the surface.

If I could find someone to spend my life with, it would be someone with whom I could share fingers and eyeballs of every taste, and now I have.

(Fanwai will be posted tomorrow, there will be three or four...)

end:

In this way, my world has returned to its peaceful beginning. This not-so-long but colorful vacation is over, and my accumulated debts are finally written off under Liang Rui's "magnanimity", on the condition that I will serve as the city's extraterrestrial affairs stationed on the earth. Occasionally, the non-staff employees of the Institute have to contribute to the love and peace of this world-I hate those aliens who are new to the earth and make a fuss, especially the Ravenouss who always accidentally flush themselves down the toilet. It's not a bathtub!

"Boss, do you have "XXX" for sale?" I asked the boss as I passed the newsstand with the face of Crazy Yang on my face, and the boss said without looking up, "No."

The next day I passed the newsstand with Liang Rui's face on my face: "Boss, is there any "XXX" for sale?" The boss looked up at me: "No."

On the third day, I passed by the newsstand with Qin Que's serious face on my face: "Boss, do you have "XXX" for sale?" The boss hesitated for a few seconds, then shook his head resolutely.

This kind of thing happened for half a month. Every day, I passed by the newsstand with a different face and asked the boss. Finally, the day before the start of school, the boss’s answer changed from negative to positive.

That feeling is like repeatedly accepting tasks, and finally one day the hidden task is triggered.

So patience always pays off.

Liang Rui still enslaves me, and Crazy Yang still forces me to inhale second-hand smoke every day, and as a revenge, I like to do some bad things in their faces, such as using Crazy Yang's face to lift girls' short skirts with a lewd smile, Sitting on the flower bed with Liang Rui's face picking his nose and toes.As the only bystander, Qin Que looked at me helplessly, then suppressed the corners of his mouth and said to me, "Enough is enough, it's time to go back."

I tossed him a peppermint ice cream, and the two of us went back to the flower shop while we ate the ice cream, and discussed where we should go for dinner in the evening-my poor old man was getting more and more depressed because I often didn't eat at home. Under his mournful eyes, he had no choice but to go back to dinner in desperation, occasionally taking Qin Que with him.

Although my dad was surprised that I had such a mature and stable colleague when he brought Qin Que home for dinner for the first time, but he liked such a stable young man so much that he kept persuading Qin Que to find a serious job , instead of working part-time in a flower shop.

I curled my lips, this is a very challenging job, and ordinary people on earth really can't stand it.

I still believe that happiness is always given by oneself.

That's fine, fine.

END

The author has something to say: Hey, I just turned on the computer when I got back to the dormitory, and I didn’t eat before I knew it, so I would have thrown it in the manuscript box...

It's over, I'll start posting the episode tomorrow =3=