Chapter 388: Tell Your Identity

This is also a test of Julian's plan to deal with them in the future, obviously this Julian's power is not so simple. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

But Julian didn't answer, just the corners of his mouth slightly raised to accept the dish she brought to his mouth, chewing slowly.

Cheng Qianxun didn't dare to ask again, if the other party wanted to answer, she would answer, otherwise urging to ask would seem that she was very worried about her teammates.

It was night outside, and the moon was rising. Julian's gaze was hidden in the darkness, not knowing what was thinking. Cheng Qianxun was patient and fed Julian various dishes little by little. Finally Julian spoke: "I'm full, you can eat yourself." ā€

Cheng Qianxun was a little disappointed that she didn't mention her teammates' future, but she still got out of bed with the leftover plates, walked to the table and sat down to eat.

When she had finished eating, moonlight poured in from the terrace, and Julian called softly, "Light! So the wall lamp next to the bed came on.

"Voice-activated?" Curious, she tried the crystal lamp above the dining table: "Light! ā€

The crystal lamp above her head didn't light up, and she felt a little regretful.

"Hehe, come here!" Julian, who was lying on the bed, smiled at her.

Cheng Qianxun went back and sat on the bed, Julian lay down and stretched out his hand, holding her hand, his eyes were full of smiles: "Support eight languages, but not Chinese, these are machines, can't accept and understand your language like a human... Who gave you this ability is very peculiar. ā€

It's the underworld, but who can believe it?

Julian lay down, his head resting on a thick, fluffy pillow, and looked as if he had looked different from before, with an inexplicable ambiguity: "Apparently someone who has more skills than me, I would love to know who he is." Don't you want to say it, or are you afraid that I won't believe it? The facts are right in front of me, and I have nothing to believe it. ā€

To say or not to say? This layer has come over, and no one on each layer knows where they come from, and if they do, will they be wiped out? After Cheng Qianxun hesitated, he still shook his head: "Believe me, it's better not to know, when the time is right, I will definitely say it." ā€

"Is it for me?" Julian let go of her hand, and then reached for a hanging belt in her bathrobe, twisted it gently, and then slowly pulled it away: "What are you hiding or what are you afraid of?" ā€

After the ribbon bow was pulled away, Cheng Qianxun grabbed the belt and didn't let Julian continue, and his body unconsciously retreated slightly.

Julian put down his hand and laughed violently: "It's really unfair, I was looked down on by you, but you didn't let me see it." ā€

With a somewhat childlike tone, all the embarrassment and tension were resolved at once. He smiled and said, "Come, come closer, lie down next to me, and talk to me." I can't do any strenuous exercise right now, so it's safer than a sheep lying next to me, right? ā€

Cheng Qianxun hesitated, and then heard Julian say, "Tell you who I am." ā€

She lay down spinelessly, lying on her side and looking at Julian. Now is not the time to pay attention to chaste martyrs, if you want to live, you must understand all the conditions. At present, not only her life, but also the lives of three other teammates are resting here.

Julian didn't turn sideways, still lying flat, twisting his head, looking at her. After laughing for a long time, he slowly spit out: "I am the mad scientist you call a mad scientist." ā€

Cheng Qianxun was stunned, she didn't expect this to be the answer, and looked at Julian, who looked less than thirty years old, and said in a lost voice: "This is impossible, he should be at least fifty or sixty years old." ā€

Julian still looked at her with a smile: "The power of technology. ā€

Looking at his still clear eyes, Cheng Qianxun choked suddenly, the power of technology allowed some of the organs in Julian's body to be replaced by machinery and metal, which allowed him to withstand the fallen shelves, and at the same time save her life. Otherwise, if the ribs are broken, they will not die or be crippled.

"Then you..." Cheng Qianxun swallowed his saliva and said with a little difficulty.

"How can you be so downcast?" Julian closed his eyes, he turned his head too far to turn back, and every time he moved, he pulled at the wound. He leisurely recalled: "All the humans out there want to conquer our host, Bean once asked Charlie to conquer it once, and the input virus paralyzed the host for more than ten seconds. The host program's affected me and left me with temporary amnesia. And thank you to him for giving me the nightmarish torture, the nerves and mechanical stimulation of the pain that made me remember everything when I dreamed that night. ā€

He's the mad scientist, it's him... Everything in front of me didn't seem to enter my mind, and it was this thought that was buzzing and recurring. Cheng Qianxun is a little difficult to accept this reality, and needs a little time to digest it. If he was that scientist, then wouldn't he kill him as originally envisaged, and all the robots would be wiped out...

As he was thinking, Julian slowly braced himself up, one arm propped himself up, panting slightly and looking down at her.

Cheng Qianxun also subconsciously lay on his back with his actions, looking at him with his eyes slightly closed, understanding that he was panting not because of excitement, but because of his injuries.

Julian finally opened his eyes again, his breath calmed down a bit, and looked into her eyes condescendingly: "Do you want to kill me in exchange for the so-called peace of the world?" Then try it and see if the world is really peaceful. ā€

No, the world will never be peaceful, only relatively stable compared to the time of war. Humans started with monkeys, or from the most primitive state before monkeys, to compete with each other, deceive, murder, dominate, and continue to the present after a level of escalation. Whether it is gnawing on the fruit of wisdom or instinct, there can never be peace in the true sense of the word in this world. After Julian died, there were many people like Bean, and the men under him, and the men in his station, and the competition was always there.

"Needless to say, I already know. Your eyes have told me that and ... Julian's gaze deepened, and a hand slowly slipped through the hem of her bathrobe, gently resting it on her left chest, "Your heart." ā€

The originally chaotic heart jumped wildly, damn it, he could detect the other party's heartbeat, blood pressure, and even heat senses. It is said that when people use their brains, blood flows to the brain, and the brain part is high in calories; If it is a desire, then it is a fever in the corresponding part. Those tricks have long been seen through. Knowing that all she did was to curry favor with him, she had been worried about Snead and them.

The corners of Julian's mouth were slightly raised, full of smiles, and he whispered, "You will definitely fall in love with me, just as I love you... ā€

In the frantic beating of his heart, Julian leaned down, and his slightly cold lips touched her lips, slowly, little by little, unhurriedly, touching, kissing, sucking...

That kind of gentleness but with a strong dominant power, so that people can not even have the slightest idea of resisting; It's like trying to erode a little bit, kissing longer and deeper... The body was pressed by Julian's weight, slightly suffocated, and the whole body trembled slightly with this elegant but unusually agitated feeling, and his hand unconsciously grasped the sheets...

How to rescue Sneijder and them, how to get out of here, everything has become so difficult again. There is no way that the Satans will keep them here, and it will end in tragedy ...

As if sensing something, Julian raised his head, supported him with one arm, and looked at her as if he wanted to see her clearly, with confusion in his eyes: "Why is it sadness, what is hidden in your heart?" ā€

Even if you don't love him, you are angry, angry, ashamed, and helpless; And other women should be happy, happy, and complacent. But Cheng Qianxun's face and eyes were full of sadness, a kind of sadness as if he saw that death could not be avoided, his lips trembled slightly, and his heartbeat became slow, as if he was too heavy to jump.

He didn't say a word, but he kept looking at him with such rare eyes, and Julian became more and more puzzled, and his arms couldn't support him for too long, so he slowly lay down again.

The room is unusually quiet, and the soft glow that has been carefully designed to spill on the bed is calming. I don't know how long it took, Julian let out a long sigh: "Chihiro, are you really going to kill me?" ā€

This was also seen by him, Cheng Qianxun closed his eyes in pain, and his voice was slightly choked: "I don't know, I really don't know... Fate reigns in everything I have ... "There's really no way to know, maybe it needs to, maybe it doesn't need to, maybe her and her teammates' lives can stop in this place at any time.

"Cry if you want to, it's not good to endure it." Julian's thoughtful words can make people cry even more, and they can cry bitterly. Anyone wants to have a place, a hug, and a place to vent their grief and stress at will.

But Cheng Qianxun didn't cry, she opened her eyes and looked at the beautiful bronzing crystal lamp on the top, although her eyes were red and hot, no tears flowed. After going through so much, the tears should have dried up a long time ago, and she can't remember exactly when the tears started to become less and less. Strangely, sometimes when I am happy, I cry for the rest of my life.

She asked softly, "Julian, are you still crying?" You've lived so long, do you still have tears? ā€

Julian seemed to think about it carefully, and only replied after a while: "It should be okay, maybe it's strong resistance." ā€

There was a faint sound of squirting around him, and Julian slowly turned his body sideways, in fact, every time he moved, he risked the wound opening open. This time it's just to face her.

"Chihiro!" He had a shallow smile on his face: "Even if you still can't choose to kill me, you still have to live happily before this, cry and laugh when you want to cry and laugh with me, no one will laugh at you." ā€

Cheng Qianxun also turned sideways, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Okay, thank you!" ā€

Both of them closed their eyes in unison, and lay on their sides facing each other, the gorgeous lights on the top softer and softer, and finally extinguished in silence, except for the moonlight outside the terrace that poured in like a silver mist, and stopped in front of the bed. (To be continued.) )