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No wonder Zhu Yanchen never mentioned that they were friends before he recovered his memory. +++ The latest Danmei novel ranking: www.sto123.cc

They knew it too early, and the reality before them was too heavy. What can Marshal May say? We said good night to each other every day when we were young, so you have to trust me?

Imagine that Zhu Yanchen said this with a straight face, and Shu Jun, who was half-conscious (sleeping Shui), wanted to laugh.

Although the memory did not return completely, he remembered the trivial things they did together. Simply put it forward, no matter which one is naive, it is laughable. But they did make a difference—the boring memories were filled with fire and gradually warmed up.

He once had such a special friend.

Shu Jun felt sour in his heart. He didn't understand sixteen years ago, and now he can guess the reason for the smoke and tears that night.

Sixteen years later, this man seems to have a new shell, and there is still inside

Touch his familiar breath. The memory is still incomplete, and Shu Jun will naturally not be so naive to let go of his defenses. However, at this moment, the pain in the (chest xiong) mouth is real.

Shu Jun finally gathered up his strength to push his mouth, and sighed. He tried to move his sore arms and encircled Zhu Yanchen's back.

"Wake up?" Zhu Yanchen asked, with an imperceptible tightness at the end.

"You are a lot wider." After slowing down, Shu Jun's spirit recovered quickly. "At the beginning, I could hug you with one hand, and I could make two turns on the spot."

Zhu Yanchen: "..."

The surrounding was dark and cold, but the atmosphere couldn't sink.

When Shu Jun spoke here, he quickly recognized his voice on Monday, and began to change his tone and howl. Shu Jun did not let go of Zhu Yanchen, buried his face on the opponent's shoulder, and stayed quietly for a while.

Zhu Yanchen did not speak any more. He stretched out his hand, and the ragged cloth of his gloves slid across the back of Shu Jun's neck.

"Let's go back."

"No more hugs from a long-awaited reunion?"

"..." Zhu Yanchen was silent for a few seconds, "You can reunite after a long time, you can put on your clothes first."

Only then did Shu Jun realize that he was almost naked, and Zhu Yanchen's clothes were not very neat. There is something wrong with the picture everywhere.

A lot of memories came back, and Shu Jun originally thought he would adapt to these physical contacts. At the beginning, he helped Yanchen do a lot of physical training and guidance, and the fight and hugs between children are indispensable. He was not at all restrained or awkward at the time-eleven or twelve-year-olds had such a pure friendship that they could not get mixed up.

It was certain that Marshal Zhu was his childhood best friend, and his question marks could finally dissipate. Sexual harmony comes from their accumulation of getting along day and night, and the sense of closeness comes from the memory of reunion after a long absence. There is no such thing as (暧ai) ambiguous, but it's all subconscious.

... Shu Jun intended to think so, but the reality is completely beyond his control.

Things are not right.

Not only did he fail to feel like water, he felt very strange, and the skin between the two of them was scorching hot. The memory contrasts are all there. As a healthy adult, Shu Jun instantly realized the problem-that the horrible romantic sign was not completely dead, but a little angry.

Terrible.

Shu Jun took a few deep breaths to calm his heartbeat: "Okay, wait a minute, I just practice my hands."

As he said, he stretched out his arms, and his palm touched the swamp on one side. The mirror's ability to erode the marsh is much better than Tian Feng's. The erosive slowly climbed onto his arm, mimicking a decent protective suit.

After that, Shu Jun pulled up Monday, and the corrosive matter wrapped around the upper sword body and turned into a wide strip of cloth wrapping the sword, blocking its barking mouth. Confirming that he was in control, he turned to repair Zhu Yanchen's clothes.

It is a pity that the "imitation" ability went wrong with Zhu Yanchen.

Not wanting to be pulled into the Zhu's black factory, the eros were struggling, and the eros clothes just floated on Marshal Zhu's skin. The protective clothing smelled of spacesuits for a while, Marshal Zhu seemed to be floating soon.

"You must bear it first." Shu Jun withdrew his ability, dumbfounding.

Zhu Yanchen picked up the broken mask, his eyes softened: "Yeah."

Shu Jun stood up first and stretched out his hand to Zhu Yanchen: "As for how much I remember...A Yan,'here today, let's go home first'."

Zhu Yanchen took Shu Jun's hand, behind the broken mask, those black eyes were full of anger.

The hurricane rose instantly, and the broken corroded mass flew around the two. Shu Jun hugged Zhu Yanchen's waist tightly, and the two flew into the sky. Under the clouds, Zhu Yanchen closed his eyes and rested comfortably, his whole body filled with satisfaction. And Shu Jun unfolded the wind shield without saying a word, flying not as fast as before, but has never been so stable.

Less than an hour on the return journey, Shu Jun thought about a lot of things. From Zhu Yanchen's experience over the years to the way they will go in the future.

And the throbbing just now.

It may be an impulse, or it may be a difference in thought under the suspension bridge effect. But it was indeed throbbing, perhaps a mixture of heartache and longing.

This conclusion is too shocking. Shu Jun's heart jumped to his throat without authorization, and he was almost choked. At this moment, the two people were very close again, and the blood began to hit the brain frantically, and the other's body temperature seemed to be charged with electric current. His half of his body was so crisp that he could hardly think smoothly.

Fortunately, Captain Shu quickly suppressed these anomalies after going through strong winds and waves. Zhu Yanchen is his cherished friend and the most (strong qiang) collaborator. Now that the other party treats him as a friend, it's always hard for me to engage in something when the situation is tense.

But liking is liking, Shu Jun didn't plan to press that romantic Xiao Miao to death. Before the smoke cleared, the two got along normally. As for the subsequent watering or weeding, whatever happens.

Thinking of this layer, he silently thickened the wind shield to prevent the tired Marshal Zhu from being blown by the wind.

The huge waves in the brain are more than Shujun.

Zhu Yanchen himself felt that the hug was wrong. The other side remembered many things, which was obviously something to be happy about. But this time he not only felt that it was not enough, he even started to lose out inexplicably--

The attitude of Shu Jun just now was clearly for his friends. Zhu Yanchen had looked forward to today's scene, but when the other party frankly hugged him, he was slightly unhappy.

This is not what he wants.

Zhu Yanchen secretly tied Jun's back tightly. What kind of expression will Shu Jun think when he thinks of everything?

The emotion towards the people around him is like a vine, and his life is covered by dense vines. It was mixed with so many things, and gradually it became an uncontrollable desire.

As the more dominant party, he did not intend to allow this desire to spread - otherwise, even if Shu Jun responded, he would not be able to tell whether the other party was sincerely willing or had to obey in order to maintain cooperation.

The coming day is long, and he happens to have patience.

At the border of the erosion zone, the Blackbird Vanguard had already returned to the camp.

Yu Jin was still stunned, and Hu Yan had already found an excuse to cover up. After all, the deputy captain was reliable, and Shu Jun almost burst into tears.

"There was something wrong with that copy just now, and the official people came to adjust it. The official, it's normal to use the most (strong qiang) ability. You ask where the npc is? Wait a minute, maybe I will be back in a while , Maybe there will be a follow-up story.” When Shu Jun stepped into the camp, Hu Yan was slapped with a deep face haha.

"We found an abandoned mud sled on the road." Shu Jun made up with his NPC status, "A Yan was worried about me just now, so I didn't get on the boat...I fell into the swamp and almost couldn't get up."

Yu Jin numbly listened to Shu Jun's talk, his eyes straightened.

"When we left, the official people were still adjusting the swamp. I don't know what happened later. I'm sorry, I'll go back to the tent first, and change my clothes before talking."

When Yu Jin saw the two dig into the npc tent, he immediately wanted to go in and ask for an explanation. I didn't think Zhu Yanchen turned around and shook his head solemnly.

What's the matter, the man changes his clothes, can he still see it? It's just that the player's NPCs are too big a blow, and Yujin doesn't bother to care about it, so she waits outside the tent.

In fact, it is really hard to see—the purifier was driving in the tent, and not long after Shu Jun stepped in, half of the corrosive clothes from temporary work evaporated. Shu Jun neatly changed into his protective clothing, wrapped his sword, and signaled the two people outside the tent to come in.

This time it was Marshal Zhu's turn to change his clothes. Although his clothes were real cloth products, Shu Jun couldn't help but block Yu Jin's sight.

Yu Jin: "...I know you can't bear it, let me go. I'm on business."

Captain Shu has always had a good face, and he ate the first half of turmeric without changing his face: "Just ask."

In a sense, turmeric represents the people in the border settlement. The three of them have a rare fate, and the yujin (sexual xing) is good, and they are quite good collaborators. It's just that this person is an authentic bottom person who only recognizes strength. It is most effective to show power simply and rudely than to wear out your mouth.

"Who are you guys?" Yujin went straight in. "Someone asked at the Blackbird just now, I was completely prevaricated. Now it's my turn to ask you both."

"This is a long story." Shu Jun took a sip of water, "but we've seen it before..."

...

After half an hour, Yujin got out of the tent. His face (color) has also become fluorescent yellow, and his hair (color) is particularly uniform.

Naturally, it is impossible for Shu Jun to tell the whole story, and Zhu Yanchen's identity cannot be exposed. He is just on the top of the surviving player's name, and strives to be emotional and reasoned on the basis of force deterrence. As a result, his mouth was about to say (gan gan), and Yujin's facial features were still tangled together.

Zhu Yanchen only added two sentences: "The coalition government intends to increase production and join (cheng) people. By then, you will be the first batch of unemployed. You know this better than me."

He adjusted the cuffs of his new clothes, his eyes sinking.

"If there is a conflict between the coalition government and the players, you will also be sent to the battlefield in the first batch to stimulate conflict. Is this what you want?"

Shu Jun has been trying to be more polite: "..."

Yujin stood there and sighed for a long time. After a while, he reached out and shook hands with the two of them, and left the tent melancholy.

"Regarding Hu Yan's report, do I need to (insert cha)? After all, his'npc' statement has affected many people, just in case..."

"No (guan) connection." Zhu Yanchen shook his head, "Just let him report according to his ideas, I know how the above will judge."

After all, he took (touching Mo) seriously (touching Mo) Shu Jun’s forehead: “The most urgent thing is to go back to city y, and take a look at your physical condition early. At present, your memory recovery is likely to be related to this. The two battles are related."

"Hmm." Shu Jun enjoyed the warmth on his forehead. "But before that, I still have to explain to Hu Yan."

"what?"

"As for the hair and eyes, I didn't intend to make any visual effects on purpose. This look is the arrangement of "Erosion"."

"..."

Y city soon, the command center.

Yining looked at the report in front of him, his brows were about to twist.

The report of the Blackbirds team is quite strange-this time, the ability of the swamp is very abnormal. Moreover, an inexplicable "official person" appeared in the report. That person seemed to have multiple abilities, but no one could see his face.

According to Blackbird eyewitnesses, the man’s weapon seemed to be a dark mace with strange noises. However, the two players (body shen) were extremely weak, and the testimony could not be fully accepted.

After that, the NPC who escaped also submitted a report, only mentioning that the person was abnormal in appearance and did not look like a human being. They just flee for their lives without paying attention to more details.

In terms of the result, the strange swamp disappeared, but the whole thing was strange.

"Let me see. Blackbird's report will be made public sooner or later, not too late."

A hand stretched out in front of Yining, obviously an aggressive action, but Luo Duan seemed particularly gentle.

"...And you look distressed."

Recently Luo Duan has been running more and more frequently to him, and Yining has hidden all sensitive information. The captain was too good at being a man, and the suggestions were very useful, and he couldn't drive Luo Duan out.

God knows why Luo Duan's injury healed so slowly, it seems that Dr. Ai has to look at it.

"Look." Yining nodded and acquiesced to Luo Duan's actions.

"Thank you." Luo Duan smiled. "These NPCs are very interesting. Can I invite them to the groundwater next time?"

"As long as they want to...Speaking of tomorrow afternoon, I have to go to the theater. The Xia family has a singing party to celebrate Zhu Yanchen's return, and I must attend-you don't come tomorrow."

"Okay." Luo Duan's smile widened. "I'll probably still come around for a while, anyway, I'm idle. How can I say, planning is never as fast as changing, right?"