Love Code at the End of the World

I looked at him with confusion: "Your Highness, what is it? What's wrong with me? ”

He glanced slightly and smiled still warmly: "Few people like you recognize flower tea at your age. ”

I'm stunned, yeah, the world doesn't even have flowers, let alone tea.

There is also only flower chocolate in the Clos relic, but... I think I see rose tea.

But it's weirder if a boy drinks flower tea.

In my world, if a boy drinks flower tea, he'll be laughed at.

But when I saw His Highness Cang, I suddenly found it not at all uncomfortable to drink flower tea. Instead, there was an elegant English gentleman who became more attractive.

“It's in Crowe's ruins.” I said blush, “more roses, less jasmine.” I smiled at him, and he smiled and looked down at the book again with a gentle smile: "Because of you, Noah City has changed dramatically, Lobien, and you will make a difference in the world.” His tone was gentle and he was always so pale that he could never be surprised.

I was embarrassed to look down: “I'm not as good as you say, I just have access to high-radiation areas. ”

“But you don't have to be able to kill 19 capable people.” His faint voice pierced my heart like a sharp knife, “This is not something ordinary people can do...” His voice sounded like it was getting farther and farther away, my hands began to tremble slightly in this buzzing sound, and the water in the teacup shook a circle of ripples.

It is not His Highness's fault, it is my own problem.

Turns out, I'm not as fine as I said, but because nobody ever mentioned it again, my brain buried it at its deepest point, and I couldn't face it without letting myself touch it.

“What's wrong with you?” His Highness Cang became somewhat surprised, and he stood up and came to me and took the cup of tea from my hand.

Suddenly, he grabbed me gently and pressed my head against his chest: “It's okay, Lobing, if the devil doesn't wipe out, more innocent people will die. Think of those eaten by the Ghosts, and children, and women raised by them. You are avenging them. You are raising the sword of justice...” His voice is soft and steady, and his mysterious magic easily swept away the barrier in your heart.

I have always minded the touch of strangers to me, but somehow, I cannot push away this comforting embrace of His Majesty Cang.

He let go of me slowly, squatting halfway in front of me, touching my arm gently: "Are you new? ”

I nodded and held my hands tight: "Sorry to make you laugh. ”

He continued to look at me quietly, as if he were looking at a book: “I didn't pay attention, you were brave. Why don't we just say it and let it go completely, and your escape will only haunt your heart.” He looked at me tenderly, gently caressed my arm and gave me an encouraging look.

I looked at him restlessly, and he smiled and moved the chair across from me, reaching out and holding my hand: “Why don't you start as a bride? ”

I calmed down a little and took a long sigh of relief: "Because I wanted to be close to the enemy. ”

“It takes time for a capable person to unleash his or her abilities, so you can win the time, only between those moments?” He continued to ask gently, like a gentle psychologist on television.

“Yes, my abilities are not combat, so I can only count on that amount of time to win the lead. The more we destroy the most capable, the more sure we will be to win, and the catchers will capture the king first, kill their king first, and they will be stunned, unable to react for a moment, giving me more time. ”

“Capture the king first...” He muttered low and low, "so you pretended to be the bride, because only the bride can be closest to the king. ”

I nodded.

“Lobing, are you using... is that a tactic?” His Highness grabbed my shoulder gently.

I nodded again: "Yes, sort of a tactic. ”

He grabbed my shoulder and looked closely at me: "Lobing, you speak very well and you are very tactical, unlike the people on the ground. Where are you from?” He weighed me deeply and carefully.

I was shocked and looked up at him immediately. When I saw his deep eyes, I lost my usual calm. I hurried away from his eyes and stood up and saluted him: “I'm going back. Thank you, Your Highness, for the tea. It's delicious. ”

He stood up and I left right in front of him.

The moment he watched me, I felt a sense of being completely seen through, when his eyes were the same as those of Starling River.

They are brothers.

“Lobing.” Suddenly, he called me, and I turned my head down: "Your Highness. ”

“Starling Chuan let you sleep with him.” The faint words came out of his mouth, my face rose red instantly, I looked at him embarrassed, how did he know?

His face had recovered with a gentle smile, and a gold silver moon badge was removed from his chest and placed in front of me, “With it, Xingchuan would not dare to bully you again. ”

I picked up that golden badge, it was like a round of golden warm moon, like a crystal, so that it wouldn't be vulgar because it was golden.

I smiled relaxed and looked at him: "Thank you, Your Highness!” I picked up the badge, which instantly adsorbed onto my original badge, and the clear crystal reflected the silver color inside.

His Royal Highness smiled slightly: "You can come and talk to me when you're free. I like to talk to you. ”

I got excited again and felt the feeling of being recognized by my idol.

Coming out of His Highness, I was in a mood for a long time, as if the little girl had seen her idol. I think if I saw Lu Xian at the same table and could still talk to Lu Xian, she would have fainted directly and excitedly.

I was suddenly worried that I was performing well enough today to fail under the canopy.

However, His Highness is more powerful than Starling River. He seems to have sensed that I am not a man on the ground, but no one will think that I come from another world.

Then, if His Highness Cang asks again, I can say that I have lost my memory.

“Lobien?” Suddenly, someone called me, and I turned subconsciously, and I saw Professor Sugan.

He was dressed in a white coat in the lab, with his hair hanging on his right shoulder, one hand in a textbook, one hand in the pocket of a white coat, and his expression was very unpleasant: “Lobing, if you don't come to class because I criticize you for two words, it's your loss! ”

I stared at him for a moment, and suddenly, Professor Sugan misunderstood that I was playing games.