The sun shines on the Sangan River.

Che Fudi looked at the raging river around her and the red sun hanging on the river, with mixed feelings. The river had become almost a long, long memory for her. The name in the memory and the river in the memory were originally strange, but they were still cordial, just like two quanta in an entangled state, even if they were separated by tens of thousands of light years, they would live and die together.

She leaned against the porthole, looking out the window at the deep darkness of space and the blue Mars wrapped in the blue atmosphere, waiting for him to wake up. Although the distance is far away, the mountains, plains, and seas on Mars are still vividly visible, especially the Mariner Grand Canyon, which stretches for more than 6,000 kilometers and is the deepest and longest in the solar system, and Mount Olympus, which penetrates the atmosphere, is even more magnificent against the backdrop of deep dark space. Although all the scenery, including the portholes and the starry sky, was virtual, the phone's smart scenery function still gave her a real emotional solace. She dipped the room in warm tones to match the elegant, bright yellow dress she wore on her body.

The battle is not over yet, and the final feat of conquest must be completed to declare victory. She looked down on the water molecule woman from the bottom of her heart. They will only passively wait for the man's gift, thinking that the time is infinitely long and the youth is infinitely wonderful, and for the man's betrayal, in addition to going crazy, crying, making trouble and hanging himself, what else will he do? Men are animals, and only by conquering can they be tamed. Isn't it?

She heard the rustling sound, knew he was awake, remembered that he had been fascinated all night, and couldn't help but smile at the corners of her mouth, and was even more proud of her slender and sexy body. She was convinced that the women of the water molecules would never be able to give him the madness of love that was burning in the raging fire, they did not deserve it, but she also knew that the battle that was about to take place would be just as fierce and fierce.

She soon heard his roar, his roar, and his strange self-reproach, secretly amused. Water molecule human beings are like this, either extremely extreme or very weak, and compared with any other kind of human beings, they are destined to be inferior and should be eliminated. But why did the Creator favor them in particular? He was still babbling gibberish, yelling and making noise, and dared to complain that the set had been changed to the Sangan River, and naively thought that he was still the owner of the room. What a kid!

She believed that her deliberate snubbing and disdain for him would make him even angrier, and that the beautiful and charming back would surely make him ashamed of himself in anger, and the dark purple plush velvet coat was enough to outline the exquisite curves and tall figure, highlighting the invincible femininity. She counted the time, believing that he would rush over in three minutes. As a result, it was not even three minutes before he stood behind him, but he only dared to stand behind him, and he didn't even have the courage to take a step closer. He must have naively thought that it was the anger that drove him to rush forward with courage.

"How so? Oh my! What the hell is wrong with me......" he screamed, venting his emotions without hesitation, forgetting that he was a lowly subservient. It's time to wake up his memory. She jerked around to stare at him. He didn't expect it at all, and he was startled.

"Have you forgotten? Have you forgotten how you fell pathetically at my feet last night, begging me to give you love? Have you forgotten how you hugged my legs and swore to me that you would always love me, be loyal to me, and obey me? Have you forgotten how happy, blissful, and intoxicated you are when you enjoy my beautiful sexy body? You know how much pain I physically endure to satisfy your forgetful joy and happiness? You want to rebel so quickly, you want to betray me? ”

"I didn't ...... Didn't ......."

Looking at his panicked appearance, a shallow smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, naturally with a hint of contempt. He was even more overwhelmed to tell what he was talking about. She didn't care what he said, she just approached him with her chest high, revealing her bright yellow dress with suspenders, but she stimulated him almost with contempt, making him consciously return to his true colors as a subservient in humiliation. She trained him all night so that he would get used to being conquered by her body. She actually wanted him to resist at this time, so that she could enjoy some of the pleasures of the conqueror, but unfortunately there was not, only a chaotic emotional eruption.

He became more violent in his pain, angry, guilty, sad, afraid, panicked...... All kinds of beautiful and ugly emotions are intertwined, and he is tormented by the love brought to him by two women, like a sudden flash flood, which cannot be controlled at all. She looked at him, more and more disappointed, and longed to go back to last night and turn him into the furious and savage lion again, but at last she took pity on him, put her arms around him and whispered, "I know that all this happened too suddenly, but it has happened after all. Accept the harsh reality, life goes on. Poor Pro, you love me from the bottom of your heart and crave me to love! ”

He cried. Her voice struck his heart word by word, and every word touched his soul. He accepted the arrangement of fate in a collapse, and hurriedly threw himself into Che Fuyi's love that was fiercer than the fire, infatuated with her and irresistible, before the bright smile of the concubine had time to dissipate from his brain. He didn't know how much Che Fu's love would help him wash away his guilt for Concubine Mi, but he was clearly in desperate need. Now that you have embarked on the road of no return, you can only choose betrayal, no matter how helpless and heart-wrenching this betrayal is. He silently prayed for the rest of the departed soul, deeply ashamed that he had to bury his thoughts deep in his heart, howling hysterically, and the muscles of his face twisted strangely and terrifyingly, but he heard her say faintly: "Life is like the splendor of summer flowers, and death is like the beauty of autumn leaves." ”

He was in deep pain and could not understand her sad lamentation. She couldn't imagine what would happen if he couldn't bear it? She had the desperate experience of losing a loved one, and knew what kind of relief a stormy vent would give him, but she couldn't help but torture, because unspeakable jealousy made her feel that torture was necessary, or at least torture was a pleasure that the victor should taste. "Wouldn't I have been a little nicer to him if he had woken up in the morning and humbly kissed me to my satisfaction?" Thinking like this, he became even more ruthless, as if he would forget about that woman immediately, and he would never be reconciled.

But she really couldn't keep the fire of hatred ignited by jealousy, because her own heart was aching. The doomed fate implicated in the end, after all, had an irresistible magic, which made her struggle to give birth to a heavy love in such pain, and wanted to share the sorrow and sorrow with him, and laugh with him. Who made her his soul? She condescended to dignity, endured with tears the pain brought about by his frenzied restlessness, counteracted with love all the pain and guilt imposed on him by the suffering fate, listened to him cry and heard him laugh, let him turn back into the Prometheus she wanted in the turbulent venting, and finally watched him float down like a fallen leaf and catch it.

Life is the most wonderful, and the unthinkable always happens unthinkably. She herself was surprised that just because of a glass of Niket wine, time was ahead of the speed of light, omitting many steps that now seemed unnecessary. She poured herself a small half glass of red wine and sipped it gracefully, enjoying the pleasure of his gentle kiss.

She clicked on the happiness coach to check his physiological condition in a non-passionate state, first calculated his current sensory value, then read out the stimulus number, converted the differential sensory value, combined with the stimulus function to find the minimum increase in sensation, and imported it into the calculus of Fechneville's differential equation for consciousness measurement.

The instructor quickly gave an answer, and his current state of consciousness was as high as it was in a state of passion, showing that he was completely obsessed with her, longing for her, and only her, whether it was his soul, his feelings, or his body! She just needs to keep it constant at all times. She deliberately remained motionless to see what would happen, and it turned out that after half an hour, the constant constant had dropped by less than one ten-thousandth, indicating that even if he was not together for ten days and a half months, the constant constant of his consciousness of her would remain extremely high, and then it would drop slightly. She was pleased with the result and laughed happily.

"If there is a stimulus that causes a certain sensation, there must be a certain increase in the amount of that stimulus in order for the consciousness to perceive whether there has been any change, and this increase has a fixed relationship with the original stimulus. The formula is: constant constant = △S/E. "What a great law of consciousness of Fechneville! But the stupid water molecules have abandoned them, and it is no wonder that they only deserve to be conquered.

She laughed and told him that he would be back at Titan in two days after the meeting. He immediately said to go with him. When she didn't agree, he begged sadly. She said that when she saw his performance, he burst into tears and laughed. She thought he was dressed too casually, and said to help him choose, and lured him to open the closet, pointing to a small black suitcase and asking what it was? He told her it was a DNA experiment potion, and flatteringly mentioned that the bed was open to show her. There are eight bottles of the potion. He took the initiative to explain the purpose, and opened his mouth with a lot of technical terms. She asked him to keep it simple. He said that it can effectively resist high-energy particle radiation and enhance immunity. She was still verbose and asked, "Is it the kind that prolongs life?" ”

"Of course, there are in theory, and the actual efficacy is better, but this is not the main ......"

She asked him to give it to him, saying that she liked it, and when she saw that he hesitated and did not speak, she became annoyed and said, "What? Don't want to? He looked at her with a cold look on his face for an instant, and hurriedly explained: "No, no, I am thinking about what they should do when they need it." ”

She laughed and said, "You're so stupid, and you don't need much, can't you just ask the two old men of Shaw Hesses to do it again?" He kissed him and made him mad in love, until he only thought of her in his dreams, and could not remember anything else.

It's finally here! She breathed a long sigh of relief, and without hesitation, she took out a bottle of medicine to inject, and her body quickly shook violently, as if hundreds of millions of small insects were biting in her body, and her internal organs and lungs were tearing apart, and tears flowed loudly. She couldn't help but clench her teeth desperately, and suddenly her body was light, like floating on the clouds, and she was refreshed and full of vitality in an instant.

She turned to look at him, looking at this man who was bound by fate to bring her a miracle, and there was a faint feeling of emotion in her heart, but it was quickly erased. He is only worthy to be my slave! She said fiercely in her heart, trying her best to maintain the exalted status of the conqueror, but she could not help but reminisce about the sweetness of that wonderful time. Obviously, the temptation of the latter is even greater. "I obviously glanced at my red dress, and I was panicked, but what did I say when I saw my lover, and greedily sat in the place where I sit, thought I couldn't see it?" I couldn't help but laugh proudly, took a comfortable shower, changed into an elegant skirt and sat on the edge of the bed and tasted red wine.

Gradually, she stared at the flowing Sanggan River in a daze.