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He didn't exert any force, just tickled lightly.
Dongjun didn't move his fingers.
Lin Xun looked up at him with a little caution.
When he raised his head, he met into a pair of dark eyes.
Dong Jun slowly returned to hold his hand, moving very slowly, but in the end he held it tightly.
Lin Xun said in a soft voice, "I'll go to bed early in the future."
"Huh?" Dong Jun leaned over, he blocked the light of the desk lamp, and Lin Xun's eyes suddenly darkened.
I just heard Dongjun say lightly, "You said the same thing before."
Lin Xun didn't dare to make a sound, he looked into Dong Jun's eyes and wanted to shrink back a little.
Dongjun: "Don't be afraid."
Lin Xun: "I'm not afraid."
In order to show that he was not afraid, he gently scratched Dongjun's finger again.
Dongjun: "Don't make trouble."
Lin Xun: "?"
So what should I do
Him: "No trouble."
I saw Dong Jun smiled, took his paw away, kissed his forehead lightly, and then didn't do anything, just asked, "Are you hungry?"
Lin Xun: "I'm hungry."
When he went out, he just ate a little breakfast indiscriminately, and then fell asleep for nine hours, normal people should be hungry.
Dongjun: "You are not in good health. The kitchen has cooked porridge. Do you want to eat anything else?"
Lin Xun shook his head: "No more."
He has no requirements for what he eats, and he has no special preferences, as long as he can eat it.
Dongjun: "Okay."
He passed out in the car first, it was like touching porcelain, Lin Xun felt a little embarrassed and a little inappropriate, he planned to get up from the bed first.
Before taking any action, I heard Dongjun say, "Drink water first?"
Reason made Lin Xun feel that he should refuse, but he blurted out "Okay" first.
Dongjun smiled.
The little robot came over, and the glass was filled with water.
Dongjun brought the water from the robot's tray.
"It's not ice water." He said, "I don't think your physical condition is suitable."
Lin Xun: "Thank you."
Dongjun brought the water cup closer.
Lin Xun took it - in fact, it was Dong Jun who brought the cup to him first, as if he was treating a disabled person who couldn't take care of himself.
Lin Xun was not disabled. After drinking the water, he even felt that he was completely healed.
Dongjun took the empty glass again.
This care is too meticulous, he has never received such treatment from Lin Ting, Lin Xun said: "I..."
Dongjun looked at him.
He organized the words for a while: "I'm a little uncomfortable."
Dongjun smiled.
Just then, the needle began to stomp on him.
The animal's furry claws moved, making Lin Xun a little itchy, and laughed.
Then, it was taken away by Dongjun.
Pointer's ice blue eyes are full of innocence: "Meow."
Lin Xun reached out and stroked its head, confirming that it was a pointer with a blank program frame - its behavior was blameless, just like any docile and beautiful kitten.
Touching, he said to Dongjun, "How old is it?"
Dongjun said: "Six years old."
"But it's still very small." Lin Xun glanced at the pointer's body shape: "So is it a very rare breed?"
Dongjun's fingers lightly pressed the back of the pointer's neck, the pointer was curled up in his arms, his eyes looked at Lin Xun, but he narrowed his throat, and there was a soft snoring sound from his throat, which was obviously felt by the master's touch. Cozy.
"Actually, I don't know either." Dongjun said lightly, "It was a stray cat when it was very young."
Lin Xun: "Then you picked it up?"
Dongjun: "Yeah."
Lin Xun: "I also want to pick up cats."
Dongjun's voice was very soft: "If you want, the pointer can be raised for you."
This man, when he deliberately lowered his voice, was so lethal that he almost fainted. The slightly hoarse, velvety texture, like wine, soaked the auditory meridian.
And the content of the speech can almost be called love words - when he thought of this, Lin Xun realized the fact that now he and Dongjun are getting along for the purpose of communication, not for the purpose of being friends.
He looked away and changed the subject.
"I think I'm pretty much better," he said. "I'll have my roommate pick me up after dinner."
Dongjun: "Then shall I pick you up tomorrow morning?"
Lin Xun: "."
Him: "Okay then."
Before Dongjun could speak, he said again, "I try my best not to cause you any trouble."
Dongjun: "I don't suggest you spend tonight with the mentality of a guest."
"Identity conversion takes time." Lin Xun said: "I'm like a person who just knew the matrix, you can't expect me to decipher the grid code..."
As he spoke, he felt that the direction of the conversation was not right.
Why did you not consciously fight against Dongjun
In the next second, something he didn't expect happened - Dong Jun also got into trouble with him.
Dongjun: "I thought your learning ability was enough for you to do this."
Lin Xun: "You overestimate me."
Dongjun put the pointer aside.
Dongjun looked at him.
Lin Xun blinked.
Dongjun's tone is cold - in fact, due to his tone, his normal tone is very cold.
Dongjun: "I can give you three minutes to adapt."
Lin Xun: "This is tantamount to asking me to solve the N preparation problem in three minutes."
Dongjun did not speak.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
At the 30th second, Lin Xun said, "I'm a little hungry."
Dongjun glanced at him lightly: "Eating here or in a restaurant?"
Lin Xun looked at the ambiguous environment - the twilight was dark outside the window, and there was only a night light in the dim room.
Him: "The restaurant."
Dongjun: "Then get up."
Lin Xun got up.
In the meantime, Dong Jun seems to have hit a button on the wall, the night light is turned off, the headlights of the room are turned on, and the warm yellow light reflects the whole picture of the room - a very spacious room with floor-to-ceiling glass windows, a balcony, and the lampshade is a simple and beautiful. rectangle.
The light off-white wooden floor, the decoration of the room is mainly white, some appliances are light gray, separated by a faint glass door, it seems to be a bathroom.
The side of the room corresponding to the floor-to-ceiling windows is a bookcase to the ceiling, and an integrated computer desk. The silver-white desktop computer is thin and smooth, and the shape of the host is very sci-fi. Lin Xun has seen the advertisement of this model, and even if it is sold, Luo can't afford it. that price.
On the other side of the room, there is a bar, as well as a refrigerator and wine cabinet built into the wall.
Overall, it is a horizontal and vertical room, transparent. There are no inexplicable corners, no circles, ovals, wavy lines, and similar patterns, and no messy crystal chandeliers and flower branch decorations - no matter from that angle, it is quite in line with Lin Xun's aesthetics, it is like his dream room.
"Guest room." Dongjun said, "I think you will like this style."
When he said this, Lin Xun just got up, and Dong Jun buttoned the first button under his neckline.
Lin Xun: "Are all the guest rooms in your house of this specification?"
"After all, you know," Dong Jun said, "I'm not short of money."
Lin Xun: "Then I think you are a little low-key now."
"So you like something a little more flamboyant? Galaxy owns several real estate groups, if you're interested..."
"That's still not enough." Lin Xun denied: "It's fine here."
Dongjun smiles.
Dinner is very simple. Dongjun doesn't seem to be someone who can enter the kitchen, so it is undoubtedly a product of the smart kitchen assembly line, but Lin Xun thinks it is still very suitable for his taste.
The activities after dinner may be to watch Dongjun's house - mainly those black technology equipment, most of which are not on the market - panoramic virtual walls and the like.
Other than that, this simple three-storey villa made of white and glass is very empty.
There is no creature other than the pointer and the pointer's small pot of cat grass.
When night falls, there may be a bit of loneliness in the open.
So he had to do something to relieve loneliness - Lin Xun watched Dongjun optimize Luo's overall structure with a pointer for three hours.
—Amid the regular keystrokes, at ten o'clock, he was sleepy again.
"You write code like you play the piano," he said sincerely.
"Thank you." Dong Jun closed Gx and looked at him: "You seem to be going to sleep."
"Maybe." Lin Xun said, "But I only slept for nine hours. I think going to sleep now is a waste of my life."
Dongjun raised his eyebrows: "I allow you to waste your life."
"I don't allow it," Lin Xun said. "I just saw the thing you made. I have a new idea. I want to discuss it with you."
Dongjun: "You can discuss anything you want in your dream."
Lin Xun: "..."
"You can't do this," he said the moment he was taken out of the study, "You are like a dictator."
Dongjun: "I didn't say I wasn't."
Lin Xun: "..."
It may be that the two of them fell silent for too long, and the lights in the hallway gradually dimmed.
Dongjun: "Come with me to work tomorrow?"
Lin Xun: "... um."
Dongjun: "Good night."
Lin Xun looked up at him: "... good night."
Nobody moved.
After a long time, I only heard Dongjun say, "Are you used to it now?"
Lin Xun lowered his eyes, and in the silence, he heard breathing.
After five seconds of stillness, he leaned in and gently kissed a strand of loose hair by Dongjun's ear.
"Good night kiss." Perhaps he felt that he was still cowardly, he said sullenly.
He heard Dong Jun laugh softly—a very low voice.
"I didn't know the goodnight kiss was about the hair."
"… Now you know."
The next moment, Dong Jun leaned over slightly, raised his lower jaw with one hand, and his lips were lightly pursed. This was a very intimate contact. Although it was not intense, even gentle, Dong Jun still remained. Dominance, causing him to go limp from lack of oxygen as before.
The light kiss didn't last long, maybe ten seconds, maybe thirty seconds, and he was let go—his time was messed up, maybe this was the theory of relativity.
Dongjun: "Now you know it too."
Lin Xun: "...Thank you, Teacher Dong."
When he was finally sent back to the room and closed the door, he leaned against the door panel and took a breath.
Who can stand this
But he still had to resist.
Beauty can be dazzled, but IQ cannot be lost.
While making a voice call with Zhao Jiji, expressing his chaotic emotions, he knocked over and over again in the memo.
"At the beginning, we insisted on getting real freedom, and we would never throw ourselves into the trap of love and be manipulated by another individual in our emotions and thoughts. As a result, you still didn't fulfill it, and you didn't even return home at night. Stupid, algorithm, you have finally come to this point. ." The voice of the architecture came from the earphones.
Lin Xun: "I have no choice. I am sure that if this continues, I will fall in love with him completely within three days."
"Do you know what love is? You can't say that easily, Algorithm, you're still young."
Lin Xun: "Speak as if you know."
"You don't know more than I do." Zhao Jiji said, "So where did you come to the conclusion that you are about to fall in love with him completely?"
Lin Xun put the last full stop, closed the "Doubtful Points" folder, and let his eyes go blank: "Skills can only be acquired through training. No matter how talented a person is, his knowledge will not appear out of thin air."
Zhao Zhuang: "This is common sense."
Lin Xun: "So I'm sour. You can't imagine my current mood. I feel very uncomfortable."
Zhao Zhijie: "Huh?"
Lin Xun: "My eyes are turning red. Now I just want to know who he learned these fancy things from, and I have a key suspect."
He waited for the frame's answer, then a cold, unforgiving tone.
"beep-"
Zhao Jiji hung up the call, maybe he didn't feel the need to talk to Lin Xun anymore.