"And Ren Xiaofeng?" Tal asked.

"When the time comes, she should also be reincarnated over there." Mida was unfazed, and the arrangements were planned in a few months.

"I'm not going." Tal said angrily, his lips pursed and he looked at him.

But Mida's firm, irrefutable look told it: opposition is ineffective!

It seems that the Thal is just an object to carry, not a living being, with no autonomy and no room for negotiation.

Its fate is not in its hands.

This made Tal resist again, always hard against hard, Tal never resisted, so it has cleverly changed its strategy, hard not good, soft come.

Tal looked up at the sky and said, "It's raining heavily." Of course, it jumped under Mida's umbrella and grabbed him by the arm.

Although Tal despised himself and felt a chill in his heart, it was intended to disgust Mida.

Touched by Tal, and by its ambiguous posture.

Mida seemed to stiffen and gave Tal a strange look, as if she was holding back her temper and not kicking it out from under the umbrella.

Tal succeeded in his ploy and hugged his arm tighter, though it itself thought it was outrageous, and it would have been nice to ignore Mida's eyes anyway, at least it wouldn't be embarrassed.

At the moment, they looked like a pair of lovers.

"Where did you get your umbrella?" Tal didn't let Mida go, and was asking.

"Bought it." Mida replied calmly.

"What do you buy it with?" Tal looked skeptical, God knows if the umbrella was stolen or not, and Mida didn't use human currency to buy things.

Mida glared at it and refused to explain, so the origin of the umbrella became a mystery.

Well, Tal remembered his own other purpose.

"Send me home." Tal immediately began to implement, and said softly in a soft voice, and after saying that, it itself was already flushed, is it coquettish?

This drama made Tal extremely embarrassed, but it had already begun, and naturally it could not back down, otherwise it would become a reason for Mida to laugh at it again.

"You-did it on purpose?" Mida's voice rang coldly in Tar's ears, and she asked without any fluctuations.

Oh, yes! It is!

Even if he was seen through at a glance, Tal also thought he didn't know, but tilted his head, leaned on Mida's shoulder, and said, "No, I'm just so cold." ”

Although it knows that it is cold, the physical body is indeed cold on the surface.

The rain was still falling from under the umbrellas, slowly soaking the clothes on the surface of the two.

At this moment, all the noisy voices and cars seemed to disappear from the heavens and the earth, and only the sound of the rain in the sky sounded clearly in the ears.

Mida doesn't have any warmth on her body, and she doesn't have any living breath in her body, including her breathing, which is almost negligible.

He himself is a convergence of high-frequency energy clusters, and the energy itself is devoid of any emotion.

He is neither human, nor does he have any emotional fluctuations that can be expressed.

Mida also took the initiative to reach out and wrap her hand around Tár's shoulder, and there was an energy mass silently, invisible to the naked eye, expanding from Mida's side, covering the two of them, forming a protective field, and the rain could no longer soak in from the outside.

They walked slowly under umbrellas in the rain, and in the wet dim light, the shadows became one, dragging long on the ground.

"Mida, have you ever loved any woman?" Tal asked casually, and it guessed casually.

At this moment, the two are like a couple clinging to each other, but they both know that neither will really have any emotional needs for anyone, it is simply a joke.

Now they are just an actor and an audience, performing and watching.

"Loved." Mida replied casually.

"Is it Maylo?" Tal asked without surprise, that is the name of Ren Xiaofeng before he came to Earth? It's a beautiful name.

Mida paused and replied disapprehantly, "No." ”

Tarr was surprised and asked curiously, "Who is that?" ”

"It's not you anyway." Mida said coldly, he had insight into Tar's intentions.

This answer? If it is, it's even weirder.

"I know." Tal was a little uncomfortable, and although there was nothing strange about it, he always tried to get it back: "I know that you love Ender now." ”

Does this count as a deplorable?

Mida couldn't help but laugh two or three times, and then broke off, and then warned in a warning tone: "Tár, you are looking for a fight." ”

"You're always together." Tal continued to mumble without fear of death.

Mida glanced at it, but finally didn't refute it, and he didn't need to explain it to Tár.

"Mida." Tal thought for a moment, thinking about Ren Xiaofeng who was in a hurry to close the stall in the rain, and asked, "Can you give some love to Ren Xiaofeng?" "Warm Ren Xiaofeng's remaining months for the rest of her life?

Tal seems to have forgotten that it is now with Mida like a couple, but it is looking forward to Mida to love the other person.

Because Tal found that Mida is not unacceptable to women approaching, such as it, then Mida can also accept Ren Xiaofeng.

"I can't." Mida didn't think about it, and refused in one bite.

"You have no empathy." Tal glanced at him disapprovingly, grumbling.

"The love you think of is just an energy, the essence is completely plain, and when it enters the earth, into the material structure, it is directly displayed and expressed as love by people. In fact, what you think of as love and compassion is just a state of being, and it has existed since the birth of all things. Mida explained calmly.

Whether an individual lives or dies, it is also because it exists in the energy of love and compassion, and no one gives to whom.

"I can't talk to you anyway." Tal said gloomily.

It unconsciously let go of the hand that held Mida's arm, but it put its arm around him, clutched the clothes at his waist, and snuggled up to him.

It's strange that it deliberately gets so close that Mida doesn't protest? Didn't object either?

Mida naturally took her shoulder, and Tal didn't refuse.

"Tár, you know, I don't mind, even if I put you in my pocket." Mida scoffed, making fun of Tár's deliberate approach and thoughts.

Tar naturally knew what he was trying to say, didn't it mean that it wasn't a living thing? It's just an Al smart chip.

No matter what Tal's intentions were, Mida didn't treat it as an attractive female creature, so she could tolerate it approaching.

That is to say, the two are actually in the opposite position of people and things, and are not in the position of equal communication.

After all, the essential properties of Tal can also adapt to any other body, and this body is not the only one, so there is nothing to worry about.

Naturally, Tal understood what he was referring to, and couldn't help but be frustrated, and there was a sense of sadness and disbelief in his heart, but Mida could always hit its self-esteem anyway.

"It's your house." Mida stood still, no longer moving forward.

There are still thirty or forty meters away from Anjia, and you can see the gate of Anjia from afar.

Tal knew how far it was from the night market where Ren Xiaofeng set up her stall to Anjia, and it would take nearly an hour to walk.

But it didn't take long since it met Mida and went home together, and that's it? Naturally, I know what kind of spatial transfer teleportation technique Mida has used.

Tal let go of his grip on Mida's clothes, but did not leave the umbrella that Mida was holding, and looked at him earnestly.

Its attitude is very eager, and its eyes are full of incomprehensible meaning: "Ever since you healed my wounds, I have been thinking about it, and I don't know how to repay it. ”

It's actually a return, a promise to Mida when he left Anjia in return.

It said very knowingly, and suddenly lifted its feet, raised its face, and raised its hand to hook Mida's neck.

If in Mida's eyes, it is just a smart chip, just an object, it can do whatever it wants, anyway, it should be Mida who is ashamed.

What if the object is actively intimate? Disgusting and not killing him?

Mida had already seen through its thoughts, smiled, and stuffed the umbrella into the hand that Tar stretched out, raised, and in an instant, the man retreated several meters: "Tal, although I know that you are playing a game, I don't think you can play well. ”

Tal actually wanted to play a human love game with him, and from beginning to end, Mida knew that he was just watching Tal act.

He thinks that Tal has been in the human race for too long, and has learned everything, and he has even learned the trick of seducing.

"How do you know that I can't play well, you play well, so what are you hiding?" Naturally, Tal was indignant, sneering at Mida.

It just wanted to disgust Mida, as if the purpose had not been achieved, and Mida was neither angry nor disgusted with Tar's active behavior, nor repulsed by it.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and Tal is going home with an umbrella, if Mida gets drenched in the rain? But it shouldn't be a big problem.

He will take care of himself.

When it pushed the door open, An's mother rushed over: "You dead girl, it's so late, and it's raining so hard, what are you running out for?" Only coming back now? ”

Mother Ann was at least much better, and her attention was on Tal again.

Because she was overly sad, she rested and fell asleep, and when she woke up, it was dark, and she thought of Father An again, but it was quiet downstairs, and the lights were not turned on in the house, which made Mother Ann have a bad idea in her heart for a moment.

The whole room was so eeriely quiet, like a deserted tomb, lifeless.

For a moment, An's mother thought that if An's father was dead, she didn't want to live anymore, so she followed it, anyway, her daughter was not obedient, and if An's father died, she would leave her daughter alone to take care of, and she didn't want to take care of it.

Once this thought arises, it can't stop letting An's mother be sad from it, and she can't help crying in the dark, and the more she thinks about it, the more desperate she becomes.

But she finally couldn't help but go downstairs to check the situation, and she had the psychology of facing the worst, even if she didn't want to face it.

Mother Ann only felt her heart beating wildly, she was about to faint, her face was pale, her legs were weak, she wouldn't see the picture that made her collapse, only the monotonous footsteps of her going downstairs in the whole room.

It's too quiet downstairs, and there is no breath of any living existence, could it be that Father An is dead? And what about daughters? Why hasn't there been any movement?

Mother Ann fumbled to turn on the light in the living room downstairs, and as soon as she turned it on, the light was full of brightness, illuminating all the furnishings in the living room.

A man sitting quietly in the living room, he was so quiet, as the light turned on, he turned his head to look at An's mother, who was clutching the railing of the stairs, and there was no fluctuation on his face.

But he is indeed An's father, he is still alive, he is well? It seemed so normal, his expression was calm, as if he were like this every day, just sitting here quietly, silently, and he seemed peaceful, as if there had never been a recent hospital stay.

This must be a dream, An's mother was so frightened that she couldn't make a sound, she froze, and kept asking herself if she was dreaming or waking, and the scene in front of her made her unbelievable.

"You? How are you? Mother Ann asked softly as if in a dream, if it was a dream, she was afraid that it would be loud and wake up and disturb her dream.

Father An looked at himself, then looked around, as if to confirm that Mother An was indeed asking him, and then responded to Mother An without surprise: "Okay." His voice was a little stiff, as if he was not familiar with the byte pronunciation of the exit, and was figuring out how to apply it.