Beyond Gold and Jade [Interstellar ABO]

Before the final sound of the word "San" fell, the screen of the communicator in front of him "swiped" and turned into pitch black.That strange man in black unilaterally cut off the communication signal, leaving no chance for Pei Qingque to ask questions.

The other party's weird voice seemed to still be echoing in her ears, Pei Qingque suppressed her heart palpitations, her hands holding the communicator trembled, her breathing was rapid, and cold sweat slipped down drop by drop, drowning in the broken hair on her temples.

The person left behind very little information and clues. Judging from the distorted picture at the end, the communicator on Wen Jingyi's side may have been destroyed by that strange person. Pei Qingque is not even sure that Wen Jingyi was left behind by Mianmian. Does this communication chip have the function of automatic recording? If there is not even a blurred image, then the chance of finding the culprit from the vast crowd is even slimmer.

Pei Qingque took the chip out of the groove of the communicator and put it in the palm of his hand to observe carefully. After carefully recording the model number, he opened the star network and began to search for relevant information.

Unfortunately, although this type of chip can still query relevant information on the Internet, because the model is too old, it cannot automatically record video calls like the current communication chips. No.

The scene of Wen Jingyi fainting on the ground with a pale face appeared in front of his eyes, and Pei Qingque's breathing was so stimulated that he subconsciously licked his dry lower lip, forcing himself to recall over and over again when the man in black appeared in the camera Every detail of the picture, for fear of missing even a little bit of information.

However, the incident happened suddenly at that time, and the angle and range that the camera could capture were very limited. Apart from the excessively tall figure compared to ordinary people, and the strange voice, Pei Qingque couldn't wrap herself tightly from the other party at all. Get any useful clues on the black clothes.

Taking a few deep breaths, Pei Qingque calmed down her uneasy mood, and her whole mind was occupied by worries about Wen Jingyi's safety.While trying to recall the details of the incident, Pei Qingque was also thinking about what kind of purpose that person had in order to do such a thing.

The only thing Pei Qingque can be sure of is that the man in black not only needs to use him to achieve his goal, but also knows the relationship between Wen Jingyi and himself like the back of his hand, he can even travel freely between planets, and even defeat Wen Zaiye, so that The two were kidnapped together, as a bargaining chip to threaten Pei Qingque...

The lower lip was bitten by himself in unconscious anxiety, and traces of blood ooze out.Pei Qingque frowned, unable to understand why someone would go to such great lengths to threaten Wen Jingyi by kidnapping him...

At this moment, there was only a soft "click", and the faint sound of the door opening came from behind. Pei Qingque's sensitive and fragile nerves were disturbed at this time, she stood up suddenly, and then turned to the room. The direction of the door, the deeply frowning brows and the panicked expression on his face are heart-wrenching.

The door was slowly pushed open, and the figure that appeared behind the door seemed to be holding a glass full of fruit juice.

Thinking that she just brought the drink up from downstairs, Pei Qingque breathed a sigh of relief, like a person on the verge of suffocation raising his head from the water, giving himself a chance to breathe while being overwhelmed by endless worries.

By this time, Pei Qingque had no intention of drinking water.Just as she was about to ask Mianmian to put the juice aside first, and she was about to sit back on the chair again, Pei Qingque glanced at the door panel inadvertently from the corner of her eye.

But it was just this ordinary glance that made Niao Zi'er's eyes widen in shock, and the moment he saw who the other party was, he was seized with all his mind.

It seems that because of his lack of proficiency, the man moved very slowly, holding a tray in his hand, which was full of a large jug of bright red juice, and beside it were three clean and lovely small glasses upside down.

By the time he completely walked out from behind the door, half a minute had passed.

Pei Qingque looked at the man-made face with a stern expression, and exclaimed in surprise, "Why are you?!"

Subconsciously took a small step back, Pei Qingque tripped over the high-backed chair behind her, and fell down on the chair without noticing for a moment, looking at the man with disbelief in his eyes, mixed with Bits of regret and guilt.

Meng Wangchuan stood at the door, still wearing a mecha shell, but his expression was not at all unnatural.Holding a wooden tray, he strode towards Pei Qingque's direction with strides, and without even frowning, he asked calmly, "Why can't it be me?"

The man awkwardly placed the transparent glass jug on the table, then took a cup, poured the juice into it, and stuffed it into the dazed little guy's hand.

Seeing that Pei Qingque was motionless, with a sluggish look on his silly and cute face, Meng Wangchuan raised his hand and rubbed the little guy's messy and soft hair, his movements were much more skillful than when serving tea and water: "Why? Scared Silly."

Pei Qingque was originally restless, and was worrying about Wen Jingyi's affairs.Before he could sort out his thoughts that were in a ball of yarn, the appearance of the other party disrupted his already uneasy pace.

For a moment, Pei Qingque didn't know whether he should worry about Wen Jingyi now, or he should first apologize to Bingcuianlian for his wayward words and hurt others.

Meng Wangchuan saw that his little bird was stunned, and reached out and tapped on the table, reminding him: "What? Didn't you say you were thirsty?"

After the words fell, Meng Wangchuan found that Pei Qingque still hadn't recovered from that sluggish state.

He didn't bother anymore, the man waited helplessly, and the man looked at the bird cub with a trace of unexplained emotion in his eyes.Those complex emotions are so well controlled that they cannot be explored without careful observation.

In fact, Meng Wangchuan was not completely sure whether it was the right decision to borrow the identity of a machine to approach Pei Qingque again.It's just that the brat really avoided him this time, and didn't want to use the usual methods to force the other party, so Meng Wangchuan had no choice but to do so.

As expected, Pei Qingque's attitude towards Mianmian was as tolerant as ever. Meng Wangchuan waited outside the door for almost a week without opening the door. The robot just stood holding the cake for a few minutes, and Pei Qingque put It goes in.

It was not enough to get angry with the mecha, Meng Wangchuan frowned in the spare office, watching all this happen.

After that, things became much simpler. Regardless of the doctor's advice, the man forcibly activated the consciousness projection technology, and was in the kitchen processing the freshly squeezed juice.A few seconds later, it became the iceberg AI that Pei Qingque knew.

Instead of Mianmian, he brought the juice into the room, which was similar to what Meng Wangchuan had expected. Although Pei Qingque's attitude towards the humanoid robot was not as relaxed as he was with Mianmian, at least he did not refuse the contact between the two.

Thin.

Meng Wangchuan stood aside, his eyes lingering on Pei Qingque's thin chin and collarbone half-hidden by the collar, as if he was unwilling to miss any changes in the other party, compared inch by inch with the picture in his memory, and came up with a picture Not an objective answer.

The thin bluish black under the eyes of the boy is particularly obvious on the white jade-like cheeks, and the remaining coagulated blood can even be seen on the lips, and the broken hair on the forehead is a little messy because of being touched by the man. People have added a bit of decadent temperament.

Meng Wangchuan quietly captured every detail, looking at Pei Qingque's haggard appearance, his eyes moved slightly.

The man didn't know what Pei Qingque had experienced in the room alone during the time when he and Mianmian were exchanging consciousness. He only thought that the little brat was still worrying about the previous things, and he felt like he was avoiding him during this period of time. It has not calmed down, and has even become more sullen.

The cub's eyelashes are very long, and the ends are slightly raised, with a lovely curl.There should still be some baby fat on the cheeks, the lips are moist and bright red, and the touch is softer than any piece of skin...

Meng Wangchuan unconsciously fell into his own memories.In his understanding, Pei Qingque was lively and agile almost all the time, her translucent cat eyes were round and round, and she would turn around before lying or being coquettish, as if announcing "I'm about to start!".

The lips of the baby bird should always be upturned, looking relaxed and happy. Probably the biggest worry in life is deciding what to eat for three meals a day.

... Instead of sitting in the same place like now, with dull eyes, out of focus pupils, half-closed eyes, a look that has lost all vitality.

Thinking that these changes in Pei Qingque's body could be said to be caused by himself, Meng Wangchuan's heart trembled fiercely, and an inexplicable emotion spread on a large scale, eventually occupying the entire chest.

Meng Wangchuan subconsciously raised his hand, and as soon as he touched the cold skin on the back of the little guy's hand, he found that the other person seemed to be frightened by such an overly sudden movement. The touch of others.

In this way, Pei Qingque, who was immersed in her own small world, became sober instead.

Holding the transparent glass, he raised his head in bewilderment and looked in the direction of the robot, with a cry for help that he didn't know existed in his eyes.

Meng Wangchuan's expression moved slightly, and his heart felt more pity, but when he opened his mouth, he heard a voice that didn't belong to him comforting the other party: "You look very sad."

Pei Qingque was afraid of being seen through. Although she felt the concern in the deep voice, she still buried her head deeply, temporarily holding back the thing that was threatened before: "No, I'm fine."

"It's you," Pei Qingque tried to divert the other party's attention: "I said some harsh things to you before... sorry."