Beyond Gold and Jade [Interstellar ABO]

Pei Qingque took a small step back subconsciously, trying to pull her hand out of Meng Wangchuan's clenched palm, tried several times to no avail, and could only passively stay where she was.

I don't know if it's because he hasn't recovered from the shock or something else, but Pei Qingque's hands are still cold, and the soft and small hands resting powerlessly on the man's palms are particularly distressing.

Meng Wangchuan looked at the dazed look of the kid standing opposite him, and couldn't bear to force him any more.Seeing that Pei Qingque was just standing there, not moving or speaking, it was right that the other party believed the simple and clumsy answer he gave, and it just took time to accept it.

He calmed down his complexion, put away the hard and cold temperament around him, put on a gentle disguise, and said to Pei Qingque, "Let the small kitchen bring desserts later, so as to scare Guaibao?"

Such a natural tone, as if the melee just now had never happened, he was just the same as usual, came back from the company after working overtime, saw the little boy staying at home obediently, and when he was in a good mood, he ordered his servants to bring it Rewards for good kids.

Pei Qingque knew that several cooks in the small kitchen were one of the targets of the parasitism by the Zerg tonight. He saw with his own eyes the women with kind smiles on their faces, and they were all in a few seconds. A living monster turned into a living monster in front of his eyes... It was precisely because he had experienced such fear and hopelessness that Pei Qingque felt even more unbelievable at Meng Wangchuan's nonchalance.

"Mother Wu, Aunt Li, they are all dead, right in front of me..." After being awakened by those cruel and bloody memories, the bird shook his throat, and tightened the man's delicate and neat sleeves, the words Broken to pieces, he said in a trembling voice, "Say, who will make me dessert?"

Meng Wangchuan frowned slightly after listening.

Soon, Pei Qingque heard Meng Wangchuan's voice in his ears, and his tone was the same as usual: "Then let other kitchens do it." She didn't realize that the point of the words was not that no one could make desserts.

Pei Qingque shuddered involuntarily, looking into the other's unwavering eyes, it was only then that she really realized that Meng Wangchuan might be different from ordinary people in some ways.

Not really cold-blooded and ruthless, Meng Wangchuan has an unconscious, almost harsh rationality, which separates him from the freshness of flesh and blood, and watches him from the sidelines, so that he can think calmly, and finally make the most suitable, The most accurate decision.

— even if those reactions and decisions are not human.

Just like now, upon hearing the news of the death of the maids, the subtle changes in the man's face were not because of the innocent disasters suffered by those innocent servants, but more like because no one could help Pei Qingque to make it suit his appetite. Dessert displeasure.

Realizing this, Pei Qingque's expression was terrible.He didn't think he could get Meng Wangchuan's kind of favor based on being cruel to others. After a long silence, he still said unwillingly: "They have taken care of me for a long time."

Meng Wangchuan is not a stupid person, not being easily influenced by emotions can only make a person look at a matter from a different point of view than ordinary people, but it does not mean that he does not understand the unfulfilled appeals in Pei Qingque's unfinished sentences.

Let go of the little guy's hands, and Meng Wangchuan returned to the upright sitting posture with his back straight, and his fingertips tapped on the armrest of the wheelchair to make a series of slow and rhythmic light sounds.

The nearly blank silence between the two was not as lengthy as imagined, as if compromising on Pei Qingque's mood, Meng Wangchuan looked at the other party with a little more concession that he didn't even notice: "The company will Prepare triple pensions for their families."

"..."

Following the words, Pei Qingque's half-drooped eyelashes trembled a few times, but she still pursed her thin lips tightly, and her face did not change a bit. Similarly, she did not express her position on the promise made by Meng Wangchuan.

He knew how contradictory he must be feeling right now.

Compared with those guesses that were too cruel for him, Pei Qingque seemed more willing to believe that Meng Wangchuan was really such a person, as cold-hearted as he was showing now.At that time, he would choose to walk towards Gu Dingci, the reason was as simple as what the other party said, but... it was just that Gu Dingci stood closer.

Pei Qingque hated his inhumanity, and also pitied him for his inhumanity.He couldn't help making excuses for Meng Wangchuan, so why not use this method to comfort his almost barren self-esteem.

"What if it was me who died?" In a trance, Pei Qingque heard his own voice, with some unfading hoarseness, obscure and unpleasant, and choked up: "What if it was me who died at that time? Would you Will you also give the Pei family... three times the pension?"

Meng Wangchuan frowned almost immediately, as if he was caught unprepared by the idea described by Pei Qingque, and quickly retorted: "Impossible." The ending sound was still in a hurry.

"How is it impossible?" Pei Qingque pulled out an extremely ugly smile: "Those things are right in front of me, as long as there is a slight deviation, as long as there is a little... I will die."

Pei Qingque leaned forward, her eyes were red, but she couldn't see a tear inside.He deliberately drew the distance between himself and Meng Wangchuan extremely close, and murmured: "It's such a short distance, sir, how can you not be afraid?"

Pei Qingque's slender and curly eyelashes were like a small fan, trembling and throwing a shadow on the fair skin of the eyelids, and her unsteady breathing sprayed on the side of Meng Wangchuan's face, making him lose his mind almost instantly.

Meng Wangchuan's brows did not loosen, he wanted to speak to Pei Qingque to make it clear that he would not.

He wanted to explain that the time required for the biochemical agents to take effect was extremely short, and even at the same time after the elevator door opened, the researchers could clearly see the Zerg's lost mobility and vital signs from the monitoring.

Each Zerg has arranged enough people to monitor it secretly, in order to prevent any accidents, even if the biochemical agents cannot kill them, those adult insects will be directly killed the moment the situation needs to be reversed.

However, all the explanations and justifications were like a hot flame stuck in Meng Wangchuan's throat, unable to move.

Pei Qingque's mournful eyes were clearly telling him that no matter how good and complicated the reasons were - he was the only one who was chosen to give up in the end.

Silent for a long time.

As time passed, Pei Qingque finally loosened up.As if he finally woke up from a long and gloomy dream, he realized what he had said to Meng Wangchuan by accident.

Such an overreaching question... Mister is probably still laughing at his innocence and stupidity in his heart.

Thinking of this, Pei Qingque almost ran away. Taking advantage of Meng Wangchuan's early contact with the shackles on him, he subconsciously put his hands behind his back, lowered his head as if to cover up, and tried to use the broken hair on his forehead to block the deep eyes. Shadow, said softly: "I am so sleepy, sir, I am too sleepy."

"Then I won't bother you."

After finishing speaking, without giving Meng Wangchuan time to respond, Pei Qingque turned around and almost ran away: "I, I'm going to bed first, good night, sir."

Meng Wangchuan didn't say anything to stop Pei Qingque from leaving.

The walls around the house were damaged to varying degrees due to the fighting. At this time, cracks were wide open, and the cool night breeze broke in just like that.

The little guy's thin and lonely back seemed to be reflected in his pupils, and it didn't dissipate for a long time.Meng Wangchuan was sitting in a wheelchair, not moving at all, silent, still chewing on that assumption over and over again.

For a long time, the cold breath passed by his ears, the man's fingertips moved slightly, and his mood was not calm for a long time... Until now, Meng Wangchuan finally realized how much he had missed, how much he had ignored, and how much he had been self-righteous.

Just touching the edge, that kind of palpitation can be unbearable.So how much did his little bird suffer silently when he was alone?

It was cold and cold at night, but Meng Wangchuan stood in the drafty hall as if he was unconscious.Calling his confidant with a cold face, Meng Wangchuan's calm disguise finally cracked a little:

"Where are the things brought back in the cargo hold now?"

*****

The "cargo compartment" that Meng Wangchuan was talking about was naturally what was loaded on the starship that brought Pei Qingque back.Except for the daily necessities and local products that the little guy is used to, the only thing that makes Meng Wangchuan rummage for value is naturally only one thing left.

The wheelchair was parked firmly behind the door of the cargo compartment. Meng Wangchuan looked at the ball in his hand with indescribably complicated eyes.

If you really look into it, this smooth metal ball is neither an ordinary domestic robot, nor a new model of the so-called Mop series.

The "Mianmian" in Pei Qingque's mouth, the identity at the beginning was actually the mecha that Meng Wangchuan drove during training in the military academy before his accident.

At that time, Meng Wangchuan's status in the Meng family was not considered high, he was just one of many young people in the direct line, not even so dazzling. "Mianmian" was the prize that the school gave him as a reward after he completed a certain task in the military academy.

At the beginning, the rating of this mecha was not bad. It was produced by the research institute of the federal government, and it was a front-end product among the mechas at that time.However, in that battle that was beyond everyone's expectations, Meng Wangchuan suffered a major blow just like Meng Wangchuan who broke his legs.

Even though it was finally sent to the repair shop for repairs, the rating of the mech still plummeted to D.It has been tinkered with for several years, although it is not used, it can run temporarily.

When Meng Wangchuan saw it, he always remembered that gray memory, and simply threw it into an invisible corner, ordering the artificial intelligence built into the mecha to learn independently.

Thinking of the pink bow on "Mianmian"'s head, Meng Wangchuan frowned... I don't know why he was able to act like that.

Under the moonlight, a dark brilliance flowed on the surface of the metal ball.Meng Wangchuan put it in front of his knees, controlled the steering of the wheelchair, and left the cargo hold of the starship.

The gate slowly closed behind the man, and Meng Wangchuan walked alone in the path in the garden of the Meng residence, his long and narrow eyes were half down, he glanced coolly at the ball from the corner of his eye, and his voice was deep:

"...I'll give you a chance."

Coax him well and bring your IQ threshold back.

The author has something to say

I understand everyone's love for Xiao Que'er, but Mr. Meng's change also needs to be done little by little.

Today is still a day to walk the outline steadily~