The Mechanic

In just over a month, home is already as far away as on another planet.

Regardless, they survived. Although I don't know if there are Adam and Eden's intentions in this survival. But until now, always worrying about such things is just adding to the troubles. If you want to fight against God, you will inevitably have the fate of being played by the applause.

They can only do their best.

Zhang Xun knew that there was still a lot to do, and he had to pull himself together. He shaved off the stubble growing on his chin in front of the mirror, patted his cheek hard, and put on the cotton jacket and jeans prepared in the room. While wiping his hair, someone knocked on the door suddenly.

Zhang Xun opened the door, but was surprised to see Enoch standing outside with that familiar, heart-warming smile.

Good morning, said Enoch.

Zhang Xun blinked, realizing that Enoch had recovered. That inexplicable sense of freshness in his eyes, words, and movements came back, and it was slightly different from him in the dead zone before.

Why are you still here? Zhang Xun asked calmly. For some reason, seeing Enoch restored to his original appearance, he felt a sense of relief, and even wanted to smile a little.

They sent Cindy to Feathered Snake City with the aircraft. I will stay and wait for you.

In English, the word you. can mean you or you. Zhang Xun was not sure which one Enoch was talking about.

Enoch suddenly blinked and asked, May I come in?

Zhang Xun thought about it, and there was no reason not to let him in, so he turned sideways. The robot walked into the room at an even pace, turned its head neatly, and finally its eyes fell on Zhang Xun, his smile seemed innocent in the morning light.

When Zhang Xun looked at him, he had a strange feeling of his cheeks burning. He often had the illusion that the robot in front of him overlapped with Adam's face.

Is your program running normally? Zhang Xun turned his eyes away and put the towel back in the bathroom.

Everything is fine at the moment.

Really? Zhang Xun leaned against the door of the bathroom, and looked at Enoch probingly, But in the radiation area, your condition doesn't seem to be very good.

Which aspects are not good? I will try my best to correct it. Enuo suddenly put away his smile and said seriously, as if admitting his mistakes.

Zhang Xun was a little soft-hearted. In addition, he was too tired now, and he only had one day to rest, so he decided to wait until Feather Snake City to check Enoch's core module carefully. With a long sigh, he walked to the bed and lay down on the bed without even lifting the quilt, and said drowsily, I'm going to sleep for a few hours first. You can move about freely.

Drowsy, half dreaming, half awake, he vaguely felt that someone was covering his body, and heard a voice saying in the distance, Good dream, Axun.

Probably already dreaming.

Enoch did not leave the room. After Zhang Xun fell asleep, he sat down next to Zhang Xun, his eyes drooping slightly, bubbling with the emotions that were deeply hidden in his daily life.

He stretched out his hand, and brushed the edge of Zhang Xun's jet-black hair, but did not let it fall. His palm was less than one centimeter away from Zhang Xun's skin, and the heat seemed to flow gently through his palm.

Real, tangible heat.

He withdrew his hand, cracks starting to appear in the smiling mask on his face. A trace of pain, a trace of pain caused by the endless conflicts in the mind spread from emotion to this cold, insensible mechanical body.

This fragile, soft, yet so hot body...

he misses him...

He wanted to see his shy smile, his serious and calm expression, and his sharp eyes when he was fighting. He wanted to hug him tightly and enter the dream with him like before. He wanted to block all dangers for him, wanted to bury his head in his chest, and listen to the vivid sound of the beating heart. He wanted to hold his hand, kiss his lips, and take him to the starry sky to see the endless world.

However, he can't have him, because one day he will destroy him, destroy this living body emitting heat, destroy this unique soul.

Soul... He actually started to use such vaguely defined words.

These desires, these irrational emotions, are much more difficult to control than he expected. Even at this moment, his consciousness is not even in the human body, but it is still affected. He has been infected.

By humanity, by emotion.

A virus he couldn't get rid of.

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James took a shower, put on clean clothes, and when he lay on the bed, he didn't feel very good.

There seems to be a dull file scraping under the skull, and it hurts throbbing. His body also seemed to be run over by a tank and exhausted, even if he was caught and tortured by Feather Serpent City before, he was never so tired. He wanted to sleep, but the headache kept him awake.

At this moment, someone pushed open the door, and a red head poked in.

Are you still awake? Todd asked.

Although James was not in good condition, he still raised the corners of his mouth, I fell asleep.

...Then I'm leaving, I'll drink this bottle of whiskey myself.