People are in Xingtie, and I am their dead white moonlight?

As he spoke, he picked up the silver chain that he had broken free from, and then quickly inserted the dry branches between them. The chain that originally bound Jiang Mo now became a new "token".

The silver chains sparkled with a different kind of brilliance under the sunlight. It was no longer the cold light that symbolized imprisonment, but the light of "love".

"Look, it's like an experiment. Just change the approach... everything can be solved."

"From now on, the violets in the sun will remember every moment when our hearts beat in unison."

Hearing this, Heita's eyes widened slightly, then he lowered his head slightly, looking at the chain in Jiang Mo's hand that had become a bracelet. The mist in his eyes condensed rapidly again, and the girl's sobs... turned into wailing.

The pent-up fear and anxiety burst out with tears, and then subsided with Jiang Mo's rhythmic tapping.

When the tenth bird song sounded outside the window, she finally stretched out her little finger and hooked it around the chain, just like she had done four years ago when she had made him swear not to leave her.

"Later..." She buried her face in her arms, which still had a hint of potion scent, her voice muffled.

"Every time your heartbeat is out of sync, you have to hug me three times."

Jiang Mo smiled and folded his arms. On the third stroke, he suddenly lowered his head and gently bit her earlobe: "As you command, my genius lady."

The trembling in his arms gradually turned into a faint smile. When he lifted up the tear-stained face and prepared to kiss it, he was suddenly touched by cold fingertips on his lips.

"I want...I want to tie my own tie."

Tears still clung to the corners of Heita's red eyes, but her fingers deftly threaded through the dark blue fabric. When the Windsor knot was finally closed, she suddenly pulled the man closer by the tie: "From now on, only I can untie this knot."

The morning light finally fully embraced the overlapping shadows, and the silver chains winding on the floor glowed with a gentle halo. When Heita's nasal chuckle fell on Jiang Mo's collarbone...

Those thorns that have been there for years finally bloomed into violets.

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Chapter 77: The Extremely Active Miss Heita (Harmonious Version)

In the dim morning light, the two hugged each other for a long time, feeling the rhythm of each other's heartbeats in silence.

Heita gently snuggled in Jiang Mo's arms, his index finger gently drawing circles on his chest, feeling his arms tightening around him from time to time, a gentle smile appearing on his face.

"It's... nice to have you here."

Smelling the faint violet fragrance in the girl's hair, Jiang Mo's arms couldn't help but tighten, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"The same goes for you, my dear Miss Heita."

"It's great to have you here. And..."

As Jiang Mo spoke, he slowly lifted up the delicate face covered with tear marks. A trace of heartache flashed across his black eyes, and then he whispered in her ear:

"I love you."

"Woo!"

Feeling the slightly burning breath beside his ears, Heita's face suddenly turned red and he let out a meaningless moan, but...

"I love you too."

The scent of a young girl mixed with the fragrance of violets also rang in Jiang Mo's ears.

Compared to the girl who was a little arrogant and timid when it came to feelings, the Black Tower at this moment is more like a cute gummy bear, soft and sweet.

Feeling the soft and warm fragrance of the jade in his arms, Jiang Mo felt a little emotional for a moment.

In four years, he witnessed a girl's transformation from cold to tsundere, and then from tsundere to yandere, and finally the "sick" was removed, leaving only the "delicate".

To be honest, he didn't expect there would be such a process at first. It can even be said that... he felt that he would most likely not be interested in the Black Tower.

This is just a bubble of memory. Even if he has an unforgettable relationship, it can only exist in his own memory.

When he returned to reality, what he saw was still the Black Tower that treated him as an experimental subject, rather than the Black Tower that treated him as a lover.

But as time went by little by little, many things changed, including his original ideas.

He had to admit that he was attracted to the black tower.

Even if this is just a memory bubble, even if these memories and experiences will only remain in his mind, even if he will face the cold eyes of the Black Tower after he gets out...

But he had it all, and that was enough.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo lowered his head slightly, looking at the black tower nestled in his arms, rubbing against him like a kitten, and his emotions began to stir.

Just when he wanted to hold Heita's lips to relive the good times, he suddenly thought of something more important.

"That... black tower?"

"Well?"

The kitten raised its head slightly, and then tilted it in a very cute way.

"What time is your appointment with Zhenzhu?"

"It's like... eight in the morning?"

"...What time is it now?"

Hearing Jiang Mo's question, Heita's eyes suddenly widened. She raised her head slightly, glanced at the quartz clock hanging by the door frame, and murmured:

"It's half past eight."

"..."

Jiang Mo fell into a brief silence, and then asked softly:

"Should we let Zhenzhu go back first and change the time to tomorrow, or should we..."

"Let's do it today."

Before Jiang Mo could finish her words, Heita slowly held up Jiang Mo's cheeks. The remaining tear marks on the girl's face were now slightly shining in the morning light.

"I want her to know that no one can steal you from me, because..."

"We love each other dearly, don't we?"

......

Looking at the tightly closed door in front of her, a hint of human doubt flashed in Zhenzhu's mechanical eyes.

"Didn't we agree to negotiate at this time..."

Zhenzhu lowered her head slightly and glanced at the watch on her wrist, the doubt in her eyes becoming more and more obvious.

Although she had imagined that Black Tower would dislike her because of what happened last time, but... no matter how much he disliked her, half an hour should be the limit, right?

We can't just let her stand there like that at the door, right?

Thinking of this, Zhenzhu looked thoughtfully at the violets swaying slightly in the courtyard, as if thinking about something.

According to the medical records she had retrieved earlier, Jiang Mo should have fully recovered by now...

"Could it be that something happened in between?"

Zhenzhu tilted her head, her mechanical brain making it difficult for her to understand the current situation.

However, at this moment, the tightly closed door suddenly opened, and almost at the same time, a silver figure walked out of the mansion.

"Ms. Zhenzhu, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. For the past half hour, Ms. Heita and Mr. Jiang Mo have been dealing with some personal matters."

"Now that their personal affairs have been resolved, I would like to invite you into the mansion to discuss in detail."

"Personal matters..."

Zhenzhu touched her chin thoughtfully, as if she was thinking of the two people who were inseparable and in love with each other. Her logic module instantly gave the corresponding result.

Jiang Mo, who had just recovered, himself who was rejected, the couple who were in love, and the kidnapping incident a few days ago...

When these factors overlap, the answer... there is only "that one".

If this is the reason, then it is reasonable.

Thinking of this, Zhenzhu nodded slightly, then followed the robot butler's steps, walked through the path planted with violets, passed by the swing swaying slightly in the morning breeze, and walked into the mansion.

......

Looking at Zhenzhu, who seemed to be drinking tea calmly but actually didn't know where to start, Jiang Mo blinked slightly, and then asked tentatively:

"Um...Ms. Zhenzhu, in the previous contact between Black Tower and you, you said that the head of the Strategic Investment Department, Diamond, would also be coming. Now he..."

Jiang Mo did not continue speaking, but deliberately prolonged the last syllable, waiting for Zhenzhu's reply.

"As the department primarily responsible for the previous kidnapping incident, Diamond is currently at the company's headquarters, awaiting accountability and action from the other directors."

"To express our apologies, Diamond has given me the highest authority in this negotiation. The Strategic Investment Department will do its utmost to meet your requests."

As Zhenzhu spoke, she took out an agreement and placed it on the table - as if she had been waiting for Jiang Mo to speak since she entered the room.

"According to this initial agreement, the laboratory previously promised to you two will be established as usual, without any preconditions."

"In addition, the Strategic Investment Department will provide you two with 2% of the total resources of a resource planet as compensation."

Zhenzhu said something calmly that shocked both Jiang Mo and Heita.

You know, the "simulated universe" in the early stages of the Black Tower's construction only used the total resources of a resource planet.

Two percent of the total resources used for such a large and complex subject...would probably be equivalent to the academic heritage of hundreds of Partiviyas.

However, before Jiang Mo and Heita could recover from this huge splash of wealth, Zhenzhu continued to speak:

"In addition, the company will still retain the basic benefits of the two, such as the eco-ship on the outer orbit of Pierpoint and all employee benefits of the P46 class."

"But retaining benefits doesn't mean you need to fulfill your responsibilities. After today, you are truly 'executives with unlimited paid leave.'"

At this point, Zhenzhu paused briefly and said, "If you are still dissatisfied with the compensation offered by the Strategic Investment Department... we can continue to discuss it."

"Since Miss Zhenzhu said so..." Heita slowly raised his head, and a different kind of light flashed in his crimson-purple eyes.

"I just want to make one point - I want the person who started this whole thing to suffer the same pain as Jiang Mo."

"Isn't this request... too much?"

Hearing what Heita said, Zhenzhu nodded slightly and agreed immediately.

Lor will be punished in the end anyway, so it is not difficult to slightly increase the content of the punishment.

"What about Mr. Jiang Mo? Do you have any other requests?"

"Me? If it's me..."

Jiang Mo looked thoughtfully at the iron chain wrapped with violet on Heita's right wrist, and a gentle ripple appeared in his eyes.

"I'm looking for some beautiful violet crystals, the kind suitable for making bracelets."

"I suppose this kind of request wouldn't be particularly difficult for a company that often deals with 'stones', right?"

Jiang Mo's request made Zhenzhu slightly stunned. She subconsciously followed Jiang Mo's gaze. When she saw the glittering silver chain, a hint of realization flashed in her mechanical eyes.

"No problem, I have received your requests and will receive the corresponding results in a few days."

"Please both sign here. I wish us... a happy cooperation again."

Having said this, Zhenzhu paused for a moment, then said softly:

"Furthermore, on behalf of all the staff of the Strategic Investment Department, I sincerely wish you both a happy and fulfilling life together."

......

After sending Zhenzhu away, Jiang Mo leaned back on the sofa, staring quietly at the ceiling above his head, and murmured softly:

"I didn't expect it to go so smoothly. It's really surprising..."

"Yeah, I thought they would be difficult, but they turned out to be surprisingly straightforward."

"Come to think of it, I think this incident of mine has earned the Strategic Investment Department a lot of benefits, otherwise they wouldn't be so straightforward."

"Yeah..."

Swah——

Heita gently pulled the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room. With most of the natural light blocked, the living room was once again plunged into darkness.