Cui Zuojing was slightly startled, he moved to the side so as not to face the door, and opened his eyes slightly: "I locked the door, what are you..."
Immediately, he saw the small hairpin that Dong Zheng was holding in his hand.
Cui Zuojing: "..."
He had to sigh that Dong Zheng's skill in opening the door and picking locks was already perfect. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Cui Zuojing looked at Dong Zheng, who was busy with the dust, and asked, "Aren't you afraid that someone else is staying in this room?"
"I felt that there was someone I wanted to see in this room, so I came in." Dong Zheng closed the door, the sound of the door lock touching the eardrums of the two of them, and an inexplicable ambiguity rose silently.
Cui Zuojing felt a little embarrassed, especially now that he was only wearing a bath towel, he shrank his neck, hiding half of his face behind the towel, and said, "Is it just you?"
"The competition in other venues should not be over yet, so only the three people we selected came in." Dong Zheng walked over, reached out and touched Cui Zuojing's face lightly, perhaps because he had just taken a shower. The boy's skin showed an unusual temperature, as if it was going to warm to his heart through the palm of his hand.
He smelled of blood and dust in his fingers.
Cui Zuojing could feel that Dong Zheng wanted to do something more intimate, and even his ears perked up so vigilantly, but in the end, the man just rubbed it a few times with nostalgia, and then withdrew his hand. He unbuttoned his coat, put the dirty clothes into the empty storage box by the wall, and walked towards the bathroom: "I'll take a shower first."
The heat of Baimang in the bathroom has not dissipated, and there are pink bloodstains on the floor. Obviously, the person who took the bath before did not clean it at all. Dong Zheng picked up the dirty clothes that Cui Zuojing threw in the corner of the floor. It was completely wet with water, and the blood-red water could be squeezed out with one hand.
really...
He shook his head helplessly. He couldn't handle the clothes for the time being, so he could only fold them and put them in the same place. With the sound of "ping bell", the belt was unfastened, and Dong Zheng closed the door with his backhand.
Then there was the sound of running water, Cui Zuojing glanced at the bathroom, quickly took off the towel on his head, opened the wardrobe, found a suit of clothes, put on, and left the naked state, Cui Zuojing felt that he was finally safe.
The prisoner link has not been restored yet. Cui Zuojing speculated that it was still in the field. He walked to the window and opened the heavy curtains.
Cui Zuojing couldn't concentrate very well, and he had to admit that he missed Dong Zheng a little. Since the two met, this was the first time they separated in the true sense, and there was no prisoner sense. There was no way of contacting each other, and they each spent three days in a life-and-death situation.
He was used to the presence of another person in his life.
It doesn't look very good... Cui Zuojing thought silently, there is nothing to see outside, he sat back on the bed again, picked up the Tang knife leaning against the wall, and when he took a bath, he even washed the knife, and it was still on it. Hanging droplets.
After finding a piece of cloth, Cui Zuojing crossed his legs and lowered his head to wipe the blade. Only in this way can he calm down and not think about anything else.
Look at the blood groove on this knife, how fierce, how beautiful it is, how sharp this blade is!
The sound of the water finally stopped, and Cui Zuojing's ears immediately perked up, and he no longer had the heart to continue the work at hand.
There was no movement.
Cui Zuojing frowned and put the knife that had been polished to the point of reflection on the wall. When he saw a book on the bedside, he lay on the bed and flipped open a page, staring at the line of words and forcing himself not to go. listen.
After two minutes of silence, Dong Zheng's voice came from behind the door: "Azuo, can you get me a dress?"
Cui Zuojing released his hand, and the book hit his face directly.
He rubbed his nose and patted the book on the bed, gritted his teeth fiercely, and made another note for Dong Zheng in his heart.
With Dong Zheng's carefulness, can he forget to take his clothes in the shower? He definitely did it on purpose! Absolutely!
I don't want to give it to you. Cui Zuojing would not let him succeed, and shouted loudly: "I don't!"
Dong Zheng didn't answer, Cui Zuojing stared at the book, and a few seconds later heard the bathroom door being twisted open.
He glanced quietly from the page of the book, Dong Zheng was just like him, with only a bath towel around his waist and came out. After Cui Zuojing's devil training, his current figure is absolutely first-class, with good muscles. Strong but not as exaggerated as those who eat protein powder, it is very explosive.
Cui Zuojing's eyes drifted to Dong Zheng's face, and found that he had shaved his beard and cut his hair a little shorter.
Dong Zheng was not annoyed at all when he was rejected by Cui Zuojing. He found clothes that fit him from the closet, so he turned to Cui Zuojing and untied the bath towel around his waist.
Cui Zuojing: …
The young man looked back with embarrassment, it was good to be tall, and he looked very manly, why did he stop growing in height, and he was not even there anymore... Ahhh!
Dong Zheng saw the Tang Dao by the wall and asked, "Did you take it back?"
Tang Dao Barrier was originally brought by Dong Zheng, but after entering the venue, all the large weapons on them disappeared, and Tang Dao also disappeared.
Cui Zuojing snorted and pretended to be indifferent: "The clown gave it to me, he came here before."
Dong Zheng put on sports clothes and tied the rope around his waist with a loose buckle. He sat on the edge of the bed, stared sideways at the boy who didn't look at him, leaned in and stamped a restraint on Cui Zuojing's cheek. tender kiss.
"do you miss me?"
Cui Zuojing glanced at the text at a glance, and said firmly: "No."
No, it's all fake. It was the first time the two were separated for a long time. In the middle of the night when they were resting on the steel frame of the factory, listening to the sound of chaotic fighting coming from nowhere, loneliness and emptiness went hand in hand. At this time, he would miss others. people.
… especially Dong Zheng.
Dong Zheng smiled, he stretched out his hand and pinched Cui Zuojing's cheek, squeezed the not much flesh on his face to the middle, pouted his mouth, and said in a low voice, "I miss you."
It was obviously just a statement of facts, but it was in Cui Zuojing's ears, but it made his heart skip a beat, and even his breathing couldn't help speeding up a little. Lean over directly and place a kiss on it.
The book without a word of it fell on his chest. Cui Zuojing was scalded by Dong Zheng's scorching breath. He slightly raised his head back, and then a hand clasped the back of his head, deepening the kiss. .
There was no resistance and no pandering, just like many times before, he silently gave Dong Zheng the chance to let go.
Dong Zheng groped with the other hand and touched Cui Zuojing's fingertips, so he grabbed his hand, and the fingertips passed through the gap between the young man's five fingers, held it tightly, and intertwined his fingers.
Whether it was Cui Zuojing or Dong Zhengfa, there was damp water vapor on them. Dong Zheng raised the hands they were shaking, and put them on his chest.
Through a thin layer of clothing, Cui Zuojing could clearly feel the beating of the heart in the chest cavity.
Dong Zheng still smelled of mint toothpaste between his lips and teeth. Last time, it was pineapple candy. No matter what the taste was, he could always dominate all his taste buds.
He was about to suffocate.
Even so, Cui Zuojing still did not hide, his eyes were tightly closed, his eyelashes kept trembling slightly, betraying his inner tension.
It was Dong Zheng who was the first to separate from him. He stared at the young man in front of him, pressed his thumb to the rosy lower lip that had been kissed, and asked, "Why are you so good today?"
Cui Zuojing raised his hand to wipe his mouth, and whispered, "Who told you to save my life?"
Dong Zheng was stunned, remembering that when he was in the final card battle, he did suddenly find that the growth of Arabidopsis thaliana, which reflected the state of Cui Zuojing in the center of the core, suddenly became very bad. Immediately, he did two things at once, partially realizing that the grass was about to curl up next to the grass, poured some mental power, and stayed anxiously until the Arabidopsis was in a better condition.
Cui Zuojing was indeed in danger at that time.
Cui Zuojing leaned on the head of the bed, and Dong Zheng leaned over to kiss him and pressed his body very close. He placed one hand on the bed with Cui Zuojing, and supported the head of the bed with the other, almost encircling the young man in his arms. inside. Cui Zuojing didn't like this oppressive posture, so he stretched out his hand and pushed Dong Zheng to straighten him up.
"By the way, how are you doing over there?"
If Dong Zheng really hid in the safe room for three days as the clown said, then he can still get a place in the knockout round to appear here, which can only mean one thing - the difficulty of his venue may be beyond imagination, so much so that Other pilgrims found nothing at all.
Dong Zheng told him roughly what happened in the space prison, because Murphy was still in his core, he deliberately concealed Murphy's existence, and did not tell Cui Zuojing for the time being.
He can be sure that Murphy spreads through sensory contact, and now Cui Zuojing is likely to be infected, but this is something that cannot be stopped or reversed.
Cui Zuojing was quite surprised. He didn't expect that the situation on Dong Zheng's side would be so difficult. If the difficulty of the factory was normal, what Dong Zheng experienced might be a nightmare mode above difficulties.
"How do I feel like the Joker did it on purpose?" he murmured.
"But fortunately, I didn't suffer any injuries, and I managed to get here." Dong Zheng touched the back of Cui Zuojing's hand a little bit, his fingers inserted into the cuff of his sleeve, and rubbed a small piece of skin on the inside of his wrist.
On it, the three seals set by the queen are engraved, and the bottom one has been unlocked.
Cui Zuojing ignored Dong Zheng's dishonest actions, the two sides were silent for a moment, and he suddenly said, "By the way, is there any other way for you to contact me?"
"Yes, do you want to go have a look?" Dong Zheng glanced at the retro-shaped clock tower by the wall and said, "Close your eyes, relax, and I will take you into the core."
When Dong Zheng practiced his ability, he invaded his mental space many times when Cui Zuojing agreed. They both had a lot of understanding of each other's consciousness. Cui Zuojing obeyed his words, closed his eyes, and let Cai Zuojing because of kissing. And the tense spirit slowly relaxes.
A strange feeling gradually wrapped him, gentle, steady, and quiet, just like Dong Zheng.
Suddenly, Cui Zuojing felt that his hand was being held. In fact, Dong Zheng had always held his hand and did not let go. How could he feel that his hand was being held
His eyelashes twitched, and although he was full of curiosity, he still didn't open his eyes.
There was an indescribable hidden voice in the ear, and the wind brushed his cheeks, and it seemed that something was passing by at a high speed.
"Okay." At the moment when Dong Zheng's voice sounded, Cui Zuojing finally couldn't wait to open his eyes, so the towering temple standing in the sky distorted the space leading to the information highway in all directions, and the huge security phage and eyesight in the screen field The towering firewall in the distance was all reflected in his dark pupils.
- This is Dong Zheng's world.