Time, late at night.

It's late at night, but unfortunately, in this ruined city, there are destined to be so many people who can't sleep.

For example, a small team of people from Logan, the Royal Mecha Unit of the Western Empire, such as Miya Nagasawa, who was worried about Li Dong's injury, and all the officers and soldiers of the 15th Battalion who came in the starry night after winning the battle.

Of course, there are also some people who are born heartless, such as the core character who has a lot of communication with the above three groups of people - our classmate Li Dong, who is in a long-abandoned basement, his whole face is bathed in moonlight, and the corners of his mouth are snoring comfortably.

Just after he sprayed the blood on Mia Nagasawa's face and muttered something in his mouth, he fainted, or more precisely, fell asleep.

Miya Nagasawa let out a long breath and reached out to wipe her forehead, but the dust on her hands and the sweat stains on her forehead left a black ash on her white face, but she was dazed, looking at the metal fragments piled up like a hill around her, and then looking at Li Dong's open chest, where there was a terrifying dissatisfaction with large and small wounds.

Mia Nagasawa smiled with relief. There were so many wounds that not only were there metal fragments embedded in them, but some of them were almost visible to the internal organs. Even though she has been practicing medicine for many years, she has seen too many scars on the bodies of the prisoners who fought in the Allure Prison in the capital area, and when she saw the injuries on Li Dong's body, Miya Nagasawa was still stunned. She couldn't believe that a human could survive such a badly injured human being.

In fact, Li Dong did it, without anesthesia, he actually passed out like this, and he didn't even wake up when Miya Nagasawa used tweezers to peel off the metal fragments in his body, so Miya Nagasawa possessed him more than once to probe his snort, afraid that he had lost his breath.

Looking at the moonlight, Li Dong's face looks like it has a charm that he usually doesn't have, and he doesn't have the usual pretentious hooligan atmosphere, at this time, he looks like the whole person is in a deep sleep, as pure as a holy child, but the playful smile on his face is like a demon seducing humans in the dark, an elegant gentleman with a bad taste.

Mia Nagasawa wiped Li Dong's forehead with a clean face, but in fact, there was not much sweat there, and his sleep was comparable to the most effective anesthetic.

Mia Nagasawa doesn't know why she had a strange feeling when she saw this man for the first time, just like when she was playing a game, when the little person who operated opened the treasure chest, she made a "bingo" sound.

This man is very similar to his father, not in appearance, but in appearance.

Mia Nagasawa remembers that when she was a child, her father always looked at the flow of air, and there was often a smile on the corner of his mouth.

A father is neither a good husband nor a good father. It is said that he is the father of the Sunset Imperial Family, and in her impression, even when he makes all kinds of words and deeds that seem to be a bit of a hooligan now, she can't see the elegant and lazy temperament that he exudes.

My father was very attentive, I heard that when I married my mother, there were more than ten women who came to the wedding banquet to make trouble, and after I got married to my mother, there was no restraint at all, and I still spent all day drinking, and my mother often cried. And whenever my mother shed tears, my father would not come forward to persuade her, but the corners of his mouth hung with the usual smile, and there were always some feelings in his eyes that she couldn't see clearly.

She has always hated her father, hated his rogue smile that can be gentlemanly and elegant but is contrived, hated that he is not at all like the fathers of other children who can make himself happy, and hates that he always smells of medical disinfectant mixed with all kinds of women's perfumes.

Until - the day my father died.

Death often comes suddenly and without warning. She still remembers that at that time, her mother and father were arguing in the flying car, the content was as usual because of a certain woman, and she sat quietly in the back seat, silent, looking out the window at the continuous passing and all kinds of flying cars in a daze.

She still remembers that one of the Soaring Cars seemed to have malfunctioned, first with black flames coming out of the front hood, and then the whole car began to scurry in a zigzag line in the air, constantly zooming in and getting closer, and finally her vision was only the out-of-control Soaring Car outside the windshield.

The loud noise, the heavy impact, followed the soaring car in the car I don't know how many times I rolled, from one end to the other, the car was full of mother's screams and father's roar. The moment the nose of the glider she was in hit the ground at an angle, she fainted.

When she woke up again, the entire sky in her field of vision was obscured by the black smoke from the burning flames.

Feeling a little stuffy in her chest, and then the firelight, she saw a bloody person in front of her, with his hands stretched out, resting on her chest, pressing her chest with a certain rhythm.

"Daddy......" she cried out in a hoarse voice, with a hint of confusion. The father in front of him is too miserable, he can't see a trace of the laziness that usually fascinates thousands of women, his hair is piled up there randomly like a dirty rag, his face is covered with blood, and what is even more terrifying is that his eyes can't see the eyes, instead, there are two black circles caused by the high temperature, and the skin around him is seriously cracked.

She shouted before her father heard him, his head tilted sideways, and a relieved smile on his face, revealing snow-white teeth and a piercing red on them. Blood poured from the corners of his mouth, and his father eventually collapsed beside him, his head tilted.

Memory, except for a hydraulic pipe deeply inserted into his father's back, was frozen in the arc of his face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

"Good...... Stay alive ......"

This was the last thing my father said, intermittently, but incomparably clear.

After that, the belated traffic police, the ambulance team, she didn't have a little feeling.

She was one of two survivors of that series of car accidents, and the other was her mother. It is said that they were able to survive the tragic car accident because of their father's timely treatment, and at that time, his father's eyes had been blinded by the electric spark of the exploding flying car. No one knows what kind of pain he endured, what methods he used to find his mother and daughter, and how he snatched the mother and daughter back from the arms of death with just first aid.

Probably, it's not a robbery.

Perhaps, it was an exchange.

One life, two lives.

......

Slender and slender fingers brushed Li Dong's sword eyebrows, and Mia Nagasawa's smile was as holy as a guardian angel in the moonlight, even if the gray-black stains on her forehead were not detracted from it.

At the beginning, when he was on a civilian spaceship, Mia Nagasawa saw the cowardice and retreat in his eyes, as if it was still visible today, but when the intelligent robot pounced on him, he still rushed over without hesitation. At that time, the shadow of this man coincided with the figure of the father with his hard and outstretched hands in the firelight.

She suddenly understood that whenever her father had a smiling expression on his face, the deep feelings hidden in the chaos in his eyes were the coldness and alienation of seeing through the situation, as well as the sadness of his own emotions.

It's not a smile.

Li Dong opened his eyes.

"Silly girl, you will fall incorrigibly in love with Lao Tzu like this. ”

Mia Nagasawa smiled.

I've long been in love with this small-eyed, gangster-like man who disguises himself, just as my mother has always loved my father, who has always loved my big carrot.