He came from the bell tonight

The monitoring system is scanning the whole house, the automatic door is slowly closing, and the warm light illuminates the corners of the room.The robot rolled over to the kitchen, and the robotic arm extended to stabilize the baking tray.

The sound of water splashing upstairs was ringing.

Su Ling was in the steamy bathroom. After taking a shower, he put on a white T-shirt and loose pants.The hair is soft and hangs on the forehead, and occasionally looks like a very well-behaved student.

But the next moment, he found that the glass door was stuck in the groove, and when he pushed hard with his fingertips, snowflake-like cracks appeared on the smooth surface.It didn't shatter immediately.

The automatic sensor on the top of the head was on, and the water flow fell again, wetting the clean clothes.The curved collar hugs the skin, showing the outline of the collarbone.

When Xiao Huaiyan opened the door along the water stains in the corridor, he found that the water had already flooded Su Ling's chest.The long black hair and the soap bubbles were entangled in the water, and the owner of the hair fell into a quiet observation, especially curious about the bubbles floating on the water.

Milk tea walked in from behind Xiao Huaiyan, made a beep, and began word by word: "The door frame is damaged, please get out of the way."

Before waiting for the instruction, the artificial intelligence actively blocked the glass door with its mechanical arm, and then pulled it out.

The water gushed out instantly and fell from the sky, flooding Xiao Huaiyan's body.

Su Ling blinked innocently.

After cleaning up the mess and being ordered to take a shower again, Su Ling sat by the bar and brushed the wound perfunctorily with an alcohol swab without touching the skin at all.

He tilted his head and sniffed.Xiao Huaiyan was standing in front of a pot of fish soup, and said to the communication terminal with a cold face: "I don't care what you guys want to do, but this matter has nothing to do with Suling. Without my permission, you can't call him privately."

Xiao Shiyue's old laughter came from the other end: "Don't be angry, Huai Yan. This is not an emergency. You can see that he is much faster than the people in the police department. Although he didn't If you catch it... anyway, you won't lose."

"You guys are catching a dangerous ss+ explosive//bomber. He just ran faster and even lost the monitor and headset. Is this helping or making trouble?" Xiao Huaiyan was not polite, and finally emphasized, "He The right to use it belongs to me, there will be no next time."

A miniature button-shaped new terminal was patted in front of Su Ling.

Facial recognition, binding, S-level authorized sharing, enabling positioning.

Just when Su Ling was curious, the cotton swab in his hand was taken away.

Most of the wound on the arm has actually healed, but there is still a small patch of red skin and blood dripping out.

When the cotton pad dipped in alcohol was pressed down, Su Ling was instantly alert, his hair was about to stand on end.

Xiao Huaiyan held him down, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Aren't you recovering quickly?"

"...No need to sterilize." Su Ling said.

Xiao Huaiyan pushed a bowl of fish soup to him, and wiped it several times with a cotton pad as if obsessive-compulsive.Every time Su Ling came into contact with a large area, he would reflexively stand still for a second.

The movement through the wound also eased up a bit.

Su Ling put down the spoon, touched the miniature terminal with his fingertips, and the blue light outlined the holographic screen.He is still not very familiar with the interface and usage, and accidentally clicked on the news box of Syracuse during the trial process.

"...At present, the fugitive has been confirmed to have left Shakespeare City. The last place he appeared was the departure port of Sirius Nine. The target direction may be in the southern galaxy. He is wanted in the entire alliance jurisdiction. I hope all residents pay attention to safety. If there is any Please contact the local police department immediately with relevant clues.”

The wanted photo was the same as the previous one on the big screen in Shakespeare City, the face was mosaiced, only the hideous scar was exposed.

"He even alarmed the military department, what an amazing guy." There was cynicism mixed with the rambling.

Xiao Huaiyan put away the disinfection box, and saw that the person in front of him was sipping soup.

Several books were piled up on the bar, Su Ling naturally pulled out one of them, and pushed it in front of Xiao Huaiyan.

The title of the book is "The Garden the Liberty Ship Passed by", and the author is still "Boundless Fallen Tree"."To my wife" was printed on the title page.

"It's twelve o'clock soon." Xiao Huaiyan reminded.

1 minutes left.

As if expecting to be rejected, Su Ling wiped his lips and walked slowly towards the sofa with a book in his hand.His whole body sank into the soft sofa cushion, only his head was exposed.

The collection of poems was spread out on her lap, this time it was a picture book with a fresh style of painting.

Su Ling stared at the patterns that appeared one after another, most of which were commensurate with poems, depicting countless strange places in the universe.Perhaps it is because the words and sentences are slightly humorous, which makes people curious.

Not long after, he heard Xiao Huaiyan say: "If something like this happens again in the future, you can only obey my orders. Whether Xiao Shiyue or anyone else, they have nothing to do with you."

"Thank you for today's matter. But I gave you a chance to leave, you can think about it again—"

When the voice disappeared, the old-fashioned wall clock upstairs "ticked".

The bar behind the sofa seemed to have lost all movement.

Su Ling turned a page and said to the approaching footsteps, "Do you want to read it too?"

The sofa next to him collapsed.

A crisp smell permeated the air.

Su Ling quickly realized something was wrong.

At this moment, a hand wrapped around Su Ling's waist, and pressed him on the sofa.

He is very heavy.

"Don't resist." A deep voice came.

The hand that Su Ling wanted to push away was clenched, and it was easily pressed on top of his head.

The pair of peach blossom eyes close at hand reflected himself.

"I always dream of you at times like this." Xiao Huaiyan seemed to be talking to himself.

His gaze then fell on the bandage wrapped around his forearm.

"How did you get hurt?"

This is a tone that is not completely unfamiliar to Su Ling - sullen, dangerous, and cold without a trace of emotion.

"Didn't I tell you, don't get hurt again."

After a while, Xiao Huaiyan lowered his voice, "That's right, you never listen."

Su Ling stared at him intently, only to see that he pulled the injured hand to his lips, lowered his head slightly, and dropped a very light kiss.

Through a thin layer of bandages, Su Ling sensed danger and needed to escape from this place as soon as possible.

But the contract held him back.Can only be dealt with.

A series of softness gradually spread, along the forearm to the neck, and then the tip of the nose rubbed Su Ling's cheek affectionately.

Su Ling remembered Yun Qing's words.

Kissing is the way humans express love.

But Xiao Huaiyan obviously hated him very much.

He felt the tip of his teeth biting his earlobe, it was too hot.

He tried to avoid reflexively, his eyes lowered, not looking at him.

"You obviously like it very much, why are you hiding? Or are you shy?" A hoarse voice asked next to wet ears.

One hand brushed away the broken hair on Su Ling's forehead.

"Don't you know very well, the more you hide, the more I want to bully/buy you. Especially when you are crying and begging me."

An extremely weird kind of crisp and hemp occupied Suling, as if the contract entangled in the nerves took the leading role.But he forcibly earned his sobriety.

"Xiao Huaiyan!"

Xiao Huaiyan answered irrelevantly, almost sighing: "Yesterday I dreamed that I was in the library of Imperial College, and you were there too. At that time, I should have taken you there, it was better than you staying here and waiting for me... You wouldn't either Get hurt all the time and maybe be a good student."

"That way, you won't leave me."

Suling could feel the scorching hot breath approaching inch by inch, as if declaring a conquest.

The moment they looked at each other, the order fell again.

"You are not allowed to leave me again, and you are not allowed to go anywhere."

A holographic screen popped up in due course and appeared between the two.Su Ling's fingertips accidentally touched the user information.

Immediately, a student ID card was displayed, as well as a badge issued to this year's freshmen at Imperial College.

Xiao Huaiyan was taken aback for a moment, as if shocked by the absurd scene.He suddenly opened the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, murmuring indistinctly: "It's as if it's real."

Almost at the same time, Su Ling felt that the suppression of the contract was relaxed.He captured this moment and punched Xiao Huaiyan in the face.

With a "boom", Xiao Huaiyan fell to the ground from the other side of the sofa.He lay on his back on the floor, regardless of the pain, and grinned at Su Ling.

The hand that wanted to touch stopped in mid-air, and murmured: "I miss you so much."

Before the corners of his mouth could turn up, he suddenly lost consciousness and closed his eyes.

It wasn't until his breathing calmed down that Su Ling turned slightly sideways.

The sleeping young man remained motionless, his eyelashes trembling slightly, as if he was having a big dream.

...It turns out that humans are strange and contradictory creatures.

Su Ling stared at the mark on his wrist in confusion.There is still residual warmth on the cold skin, like some kind of imprint.Even if he didn't understand, he knew that this was different from Xiao Huaiyan most of the time, that kind of unusually skilled and dominant movements were full of aggression - as if it had happened thousands of times.

It is for this reason that Su Ling feels the existence of the contract, the deeper connection that is there no matter what, governs his behavior and everything.

He realized what Yun Qing said was wrong.

At least for the past 10 minutes, Xiao Huaiyan needed him.

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