69novels Chapter 647 He Knows
Chapter 647 He Knows
How strange...
At the prompt of the scanner, the brave man who hugged each other firmly laughed and thought.
How strange...
Is it because there is no soul that thoughts are clearer?
Or is it because he has no soul that he is so serious that he looks silly and cute?
How strange...
It obviously has no soul... Why is it so warm...
"Sure enough, of all the creations, I still like you the most, 01."
A drunk said this.
01 carefully shielded the other party from the cold wind and said in a deep voice:
“Adults are my favorite creators too.”
"I am not your only creator?"
"Yes."
"Hahahaha! Doesn't that mean you can only choose me? No matter if I'm your favorite or the one you hate the most."
"No hate."
01, who was protecting the other person from falling, said seriously:
“There’s no hate option.”
"Pfft, hahaha!"
Yun Xianhe laughed so hard that his shoulders shook when he heard the other party repeat it.
"As expected...01, you are really too cute——"
"? Sir, cute is the only way to describe them."
A certain cold-blooded battlefield command robot thought so.
But apparently, his creator didn't think so.
No matter how big 01 grows, how many times his body parts are replaced, or how many times his system is updated...
In Yun Xianhe's eyes, the other party was just the little guy who would reach out to him for a hug as soon as he opened his eyes.
"You are still the cutest..."
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Click,
The sound of the door opening echoed in the living room.
Yun Xianhe, who had just walked in, didn't pay too much attention to the fact that the lights in the living room were on, nor did he notice the two people sitting in the corner of the sofa.
On such a special day, he, who habitually tried to numb himself with alcohol, succeeded rarely in this world.
The smell of winter snowflakes and the aroma of "Smoky Dream" wine covered up the hero's usual scent of grass and trees.
The man wrapped in cold managed to shiver after taking off his coat upon entering the room.
Yun Xianhe kicked off his shoes and walked slowly into the house and said vaguely:
"It's so cold..."
"You're finally back."
Yun Xianhe stopped when he heard the voice.
He raised his head and half-squinted his eyes to look at the source of the sound. After hearing the report from the scanner, he propped himself against the wall with one hand and waved at them:
"Good evening, Mr. Hikaru, Mr. Amuro."
"Good evening?"
Amuro Toru snorted coldly.
The guy with the Bourbon evil face looked up at the clock on the wall and said meaningfully:
"It is now 10:18 pm, and it has been four hours since you left the cafe."
Not understanding what he was trying to say, the hero tilted his head.
"so what?"
"Where have you been?"
"I went out for a drink with friends."
"Drinking?! How old are you?"
"I don't think I need to tell Mr. Amuro where I'm going, right?"
A tough tone interrupted Amuro Toru's words.
The hero stared at the other person quietly with a forced smile on his face, and finally looked away:
"If everything is alright, I'm going upstairs to rest."
"Has Xianhe had dinner?"
Zhu Fu Jingguang suddenly asked.
The brave man waved his hand without even turning his head:
"No, I had a piece of cake at Mr. Amuro's place. Thank you for your hospitality. Oh, I forgot to pay."
The two of them, who always felt that there seemed to be something wrong with Yun Xianhe's current state, frowned at the same time and looked at each other.
Was drunk?
The drunk first subconsciously took out his cell phone.
After flipping through the address book and remembering that mobile payment was not allowed in this place, I put it back and fumbled for my wallet.
"How much is it..."
"no need."
Amuro Toru spoke.
He wasn't so poor that he couldn't even afford to treat the other person to a piece of cake.
"Haha...I still want it."
Yun Xianhe stuffed a banknote directly into the gap between Amuro Toru's arms around his chest.
The man who was listless said vaguely:
“It has a different meaning today.”
You can treat us any day, but not today.
Amuro Toru frowned as he looked at the person who seemed to be shaking, and subconsciously reached out to help him:
"How much have you drunk?"
"A little bit."
Yun Xianhe avoided the other person's hand, smiled, waved at the two of them, and walked towards the stairs.
"Next time if I come back late, don't wait for me."
"But,"
"I can't wait for anyone."
The brave man murmured to himself, then suddenly chuckled and shrugged innocently:
"Besides, I wouldn't remember that anyone was waiting for me."
"I can."
Zhu Fujingguang, who was standing aside, said in a serious tone:
"Even if Xianhe doesn't remember, I will. You will always come back, because this is your home."
Your house, your residence.
The person who was about to go upstairs stopped when he heard this.
The drunk man stood up straight, turned around to look at where someone should be, raised his index finger and shook it lightly:
"No, this is not my home. You don't understand the definition of home."
"but,"
"My home is not here, nor anywhere in this world. My home...ah, we don't seem to define the word "home" as a "fixed residence". Most people's home is wherever they are."
Yun Xianhe said this and started laughing.
She gently pressed her slender fingers on her heart and murmured, lowering her head:
"Where I am, there you are, right?"
The gentle and affectionate tone is filled with affection for the cherished things.
The two of them felt that something was very wrong with the other party and were silent for a moment.
At this moment, they heard the man with his hand on his heart say:
"Will you feel uncomfortable staying in there all the time? Let's cut it out and take a look?"
"???" x2
Wait, what are you going to cut out?
Without waiting for the two to say anything, Yun Xianhe patted his chest and chuckled:
"Haha, forget it, it's too cold outside, you'd better stay inside."
The two people on the side breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.
Ding-dong-
The sudden ringing of the doorbell scared Amuro Toru, and he almost subconsciously began to look for a place to hide.
The brave man, swinging his slippers, replied lazily:
"Hai Hai - it's coming -"
But judging from his slow speed, it would probably take a while for him to arrive.
Zhu Fu Jingguang on the side was a little worried.
After all, how could someone suddenly come to the door so late at night?
But Yun Xianhe obviously wouldn't listen to him.
The man who opened the door without even using the door mirror leaned against the door frame and smiled when he saw the man carrying the bag:
"what happened?"
01, who had just separated from Yun Xianhe more than half an hour ago, handed the bag in his hand to him:
"Wontons, still hot."
He just did it.
As if noticing someone watching from behind, 01 deliberately added:
"Happy birthday."
Looking at the bag containing the thermos, Yun Xianhe laughed out loud.
He reached out to take the bag and raised his hand towards the other person's head.
The latter naturally lowered his head to prevent Yun Xianhe from getting his arms sore from lifting them.
Like a big obedient cat.
"Thank you, but you've already said it once, 01."
"Ok, I know."
The eyes hidden in the hair raised slightly, looking past the person in front of him and looking at the two guys behind him.
he knows.