Love Code at the End of the World

“Little ice?” Haggs was a little surprised to see me.

I looked to the other side and Starling River sat on the electric chair and seemed as stunned and silent as usual. But it was clear in his face that he seemed to be happy with the torture that followed.

What happened to all these men today?

Hurley wants to be beaten up!

Starling River is sitting here waiting to be abused!

Do the pain in their hearts have to be resolved by physical torture?

“Ice, you're not here at the right time.” Haggs came up to me and put the chainsaw behind him.

I looked up slightly at my star, and I turned to Haggs: "Haggs, that day I ran into the parasitic flowers of the star, and I saw some sights, and I thought there might be some kind of mental sensation between the parasitic flowers. ”

Haggs' killer face faded, apparently causing his interest, and he and Lexius have always been interested in parasitic flowers, except now that there are more and more important projects that need both of them, they have reached the point where neither of them is enough.

There are only two scientists in the entire polar star world, Hagrid and Laheus, combined with engineers, mechanics, programmers, etc., and only Sakura and Card are not enough to help him. Recently, Sakura started training the children of the mechanical department of her engineering department, after which she hopes to share the work of Lagrid and Hagrid.

“So far, parasitic flowers have been rarely documented…” Haggs said while dropping the saws of the prudent man, "Prior to the destruction of the world, artificially farmed parasitic flowers were plants with no mental sensations, and the sensory records that existed between wild parasitic flowers and their owners were vague, either in terms of emotional communication or storage of memory, but the sensations between parasitic flowers and parasitic flowers had not been documented. ”

“So will the parasite flowers also be divided into female males?” The more I look at Haggs, the more carefully he listens, "for example, if a female male senses, the same sex doesn't? ”

“Interesting, parasitic flowers are a magical species!” Haggs has been excited and my words have provoked his long-standing interest in parasitic flowers.

“When I came into contact with Harry's parasitic flowers, I didn't have any special sensations, but I had one with Starling River, so I wanted to try it again with Starling River today to see if it would react, and I wanted to see what those images really were.” Those broken images are like being sucked in by my parasite flowers, and they always wave in my head.

“Yeah, we'll try it right away, you wait.” Haggs turned to the test bench and pressed it a few times, and the whole platform immediately opened, revealing the layers of delicate instrument inside, and he picked out a small disc with the symbol I bit, which seemed to have been made while Noah was still there.

Haggs put that little device in front of me, and he said, "This is a brain inductor that shows the images in the brain.” After that, he put it by my temple, and suddenly, that little disc was adsorbed onto my temple, and my skin was tightened, "okay.” Haggs pressed on the instrument, and I felt that little disc tremble slightly over my temple.

I looked at the star river, and the star river's eyelids were dripping when it was raised, but the look was more nervous than when Haggs had just tortured me.

Haggs walked up to him, disconnected all the pipes, glanced cold at the stars: “Huh, what are you nervous about? Are you afraid that little ice will see the darkest side of you? ”

Xingchuan's hands held onto the armrest slightly, becoming a little uncomfortable.

And I looked at Haggs, and I said, "Haggs, can you get out of here for a second? ”

Haggs was slightly surprised, but nodded respectfully at my location.

Haggs slipped his hands into the pockets of his coat and took a cold look at Starling River and walked past me and left the lab.

There's only two of us left in the lab.

“It's just the two of us.” I said faintly to Xingchuan.

His face became calm and he nodded sitting in his place.

“Take it off.” I said, "You heard what I just said. ”

Xingchuan slipped his lips slightly and slowly stood up with his armrest. The process seemed to drain him a lot of strength, and he coughed a little sadly: “Cough...”

He tightened his eyebrows painfully in the cough and slowly turned around.

He was the only one in the lab who coughed.

He gasped for a moment, stopped coughing, lifted his hand slowly, one, unbuttoned his shirt, the clothes began to slide slowly off his shoulder, but I didn't see the flower behind him!

His clothes kept going down until he retreated to his waist, still missing the once demonic Manjoo Savannah!

“Where are the flowers?” I went up in shock and caressed his skin on his still smooth back. Immediately, he coughed violently: “Cough... cough... parasitic flowers... cough... will age as the master ages...”

“No, no!” My hand pressed against his back, and I had a strong feeling that something very important had been recorded in the parasitic flowers of Starling River, something that the other flower was eager to tell me.

I could feel a strong, anxious emotion, that of the flower on the other side.

“You can… wait… cough…” Xingchuan struggled to say that his slight helpless tone once again revealed his love for me.

I twisted my eyebrows slightly and the flowers didn't show up immediately that time. I calmed down and slowly retracted my hands.

“Don't leave!” Suddenly, he turned his face slightly and my fingertips had not left his skin, "Put your hands on me...” He coughed a little dull and said, "Let it sense you...”

I tried to call him a pervert, but then I thought, I was strangling him, and it was a physical contact. I slowly pressed my hand back again and slowly lowered my eyes along his ridge, looking into the clothes stacked between his waist. Once upon a time, that flower on the other side was so gorgeous and tempting, and now it's dying.

“Where did your parasitic flowers... come from...” In the silent lab, Xingchuan slowly asked with his face.

“It's none of your business.” I opened my face and didn't want to talk to him.

“Cough... sorry...” he said.

“Does that mean anything?” I smile cold, "how can you apologize, Harry is still a water ghost. ”

He became silent in my cold-language.

He turned his face and took a deep breath: "Yesterday... when our parasitic flowers sensed, I heard what you said...”

“Are you sensing something too?” I was somewhat surprised to see that he had not changed his back because of aging.

“Yes…” his voice became slight, “you said… why didn't you become a water ghost…”

I stunned my face with amazement and my heart again tangled the pain.