Pride falls

On this day, as usual, Akino went out for a few hours, allowing the lab staff to collect blood and take films.While waiting for the end of the daily routine, Akino sat in the cold experimental cabin as before, taking small sips of a bottle of custom-made nutrient solution.

He has always been a lonely person.

The researchers are very serious and rigorous. When they are fiddling with the instrument data, they are never distracted by chatting. They don't start to talk politely with Akino until everything is done.

Today, though, it seems a little quieter outside than usual.

The lab headlights were on, though.With the hatch open, the white light hit Akino's face, but it didn't flow on him, it just shone directly, stiffly, like a magic bullet.

Only Yan Qingshu was wearing a mask, standing by the door as an inspector, watching the whole process coldly.From time to time, he came over to discuss with the researchers, and occasionally asked Akino how he felt.

As a qualified leader of the organization, Yan Qingshu is indeed responsible, and his thinking on problems is also very good...

Akino was thinking about it when he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

He will never forget that face.

When he saw the face exactly like that of Senior Mu Feng, he almost stopped breathing. In order not to startle the snake, he restrained himself from making a sound!

That is really Senior Mu Feng! ?

Mu Feng stood at the door and tugged at the sleeves of the person by the door.Yan Qingshu didn't notice him at first, but then came to his senses.Qiu Ye obviously saw Yan Qingshu take a deep breath, and then led him to the door.

At this moment, Akino's surprise can no longer be described in words.

Senior Mu Feng is still alive?And the relationship with Yan Qingshu is very good...

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Someone tugged at the corner of his clothes, Yan Qingshu finally turned around and found the instigator.

Seeing that Yan Qingshu changed his seriousness just now, he gently rubbed his hair: "Why did you come here?"

Mu Feng pointed to the empty milk carton in his hand and stuffed it into his wide palm with no expression on his face.

Yan Qingshu took a deep breath to calm himself down, then carefully took his hand and walked outside the laboratory door.

After contacting the warehouse manager to deliver milk to the room, Yan Qingshu touched his face, it was still so cold.

"Don't run around."

Even though she knew that the other party didn't understand, Yan Qingshu put on an admonishing look, lowered her head and rubbed the palm of his hand.

Mu Feng looked at him blankly, his eyes were dark and distracted.

"I'm busy right now. You wait for me here." Yan Qingshu just learned some sign language of humanoid ghosts, and awkwardly conveyed his message, "Be obedient."

Just as Yan Qingshu was about to turn around and go in, Mu Feng grabbed her hand again.This was the first time that Mu Feng took the initiative to touch him and get close to him.Surprised, Yan Qingshu finally couldn't help but leaned over, pressed him against the wall with faint green eyes and kissed him.

As expected, Mu Feng didn't resist, but he didn't respond either, and he passively endured everything.The aroma of milk spread out and was forced into Yan Qingshu's mouth.

The other party wasn't breathing, Yan Qingshu couldn't control it, stopped, ticked his nose, and couldn't help but smiled wryly.

"Thank you."

Mu Feng looked at him, but he didn't seem to be in his eyes, and replied to him with the simplest syllables like in training.

"what."

Yan Qingshu rubbed the corners of his red eyes, led him to sit down on the chair by the door of the laboratory: "I'll be out in a while." As if uneasy, he compared the sign language of their race again, and his hands were slightly Disappointed.

Mu Feng was stunned, and finally nodded for the first time.

Nodding...he really understood!

What he can recover, becomes that person who lives up to his name.

After entering the door, Yan Qingshu lit a cigarette and smoked it on the window sill. The surrounding smoke was lingering and misty, and it was almost hidden, almost covering his face.

【Speak】

Qiuqiu: Is this the soul-chasing treatment in the Netherland?