"Franco......

There is no turning point between the words, but the tone is a thousand turns, and the relationship between the stars and the Milky Way should be that of inclusion and containment. But only in front of this small forest, the Milky Way lingers around the stars.

"Hmm."

Fran nodded slightly, like a pool of stagnant water.

"Snort." Poson said dissatisfied, "Do you think there is a possibility that I am your own brother?" ”

Mo Lin stuck out his tongue in embarrassment, but his eyes kept looking around Furlong's body.

"Don't worry, there's nowhere to go." Poson smiled maliciously, "On the contrary, there is an extra token of love."

"Huh?" It's like a frightened fawn, but it pouts and pretends not to care.

Fran plucked the spider's nest off his wrist and handed it to Mo Lin, who was twisting the soil on his toes, "An elder sent it." ”

looked at Mo Lin, who couldn't figure out the way for a long time, so he was a little embarrassed. Poson shrugged, "A holographic watch with identity authentication, I don't know where this guy got it." After speaking, he was a little unconfident, "You kid won't really run to serve those rich women, will you?" ”

Po Sen ignored his sister's embarrassed look, and continued to laugh, "Remember to take security measures, I heard that the group of noble lords above are cruel and tight." ”

Although he was so funny, Poson also knew in his heart that Fran was just joking.

Fran shook his head, took the watch from Mo Lin's hand, and after exhaling the holographic screen, he handed it to Mo Lin, and then said no more.

It looks particularly wooden.

Seeing his sister Qiaoxiao take it, Po Sen couldn't help but have an inexplicable feeling in his heart that his beloved things had been taken away. Although this feeling often appears after they grow up dependent on each other. Sometimes I wonder if Furlong knows the affection written on his sister's face?

Occasionally, when I can't sleep, I will think about it, is there really a day, are I willing to marry my sister to a demon? Surely it won't be so easy to get married, can't you drink ten white bottles of beer together?

It's not just the kind that you can't pick people up.

As for the best man to help drink?

Come on, apart from myself and my sister, I haven't seen any other fools who are willing to be with demons.

Mo Lin looked back at the classroom, returned the spider's nest to Fran, and hurried away, continuing to dance the graceful court dance absently in the center of the court dance teacher's helpless gaze.

Occasionally, when I see those feared purple eyes, I will be extra serious, and when the purple eyes are hidden, I will return to that absent-minded appearance.

The court dance teacher smiled dumbly, but she didn't criticize anything, she was not the group of old scholars who didn't understand the amorous customs of the mechanical academy. It's just a pity, if that kid wasn't a demon, I wouldn't mind helping them. After all, when people are old, they will always envy those young people, envy the secret feelings between them, and always be anxious because they are not willing to take the initiative to speak.

Outside, a gust of autumn wind blew, and pieces of yellowed fallen leaves danced in the wind, and fell leisurely on the shoulders of the two teenagers under the tree.

Fran looked up at the trees that were no longer luxuriant, "It's autumn......

Poson patted his shoulder, patted the fallen leaves off his clothes, and said casually, "It's already autumn, and it's almost winter." ”

He thought for a moment, and then said, "I've already settled on where to live, I have a good word with the teacher, and he promised to lend us his old research room for a while." On the condition that he asks me to help him put together some information, he seems to have taken a lot of interest in that lost civilization lately. ”

Fran didn't answer, just stared at the fallen leaves on the ground in a daze.

Poson continued to babble on and on.

"It's not very tiring, I just need to soak in the library for a while. And that's a professor-level lab! The kind with heating! It's just that it's been abandoned for a long time and needs to be cleaned for a while. ”

Crushing a dead leaf with his toes, Fran finally raised his head, looked at Poson with those unsettling purple eyes, and asked with a seriousness that he had never seen before, "Is it possible that as long as you don't stay with me, you can all live well......

After saying that, as if there was some ambiguity, Fran continued to explain, "I mean ......"

Poson waved his hand and impatiently interrupted Fran's words, "Don't think too much, I don't want to be that guy's closed disciple because I don't like him." An old man with a rosacea nose, who couldn't even hold a wrench steadily, and said that he was a master mechanic. I'm a genius destined for precision gears! ”

After a pause, he continued, "Anyway, don't you want to leave us, let me tell you, the three of us are glued together in this life, and we can't tear them apart." ”

Fran nodded, and did not show any emotion because of these words, Poson was used to it, and said to himself: "Don't come out when the time comes, after I go there with Xiaomo to clean up, I won't have to talk to the old guy again." ”

Fran laughed silently, and after a moment he put away his smile and said again seriously, "No kidding, think about it, what if...... I mean, without me, you can legitimately become a close disciple of the professor, and when you graduate and enter the mechanical casting bureau or precision gear, the salary will be very high, and Mo Lin can buy whatever clothes you like, and you don't have to dance in tattered clothes. And then fall in love with a good man......"

"Enough!" Poson looked angry, "I don't care what you did last night!" Don't you want to leave us behind. ”

"But ......"

Fran opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything to refute it.

"Well, after so many years, how could we freeze to death before dawn?" Poson waved his hand at Mo Lin, who was watching the two arguing worriedly in the floor-to-ceiling window, revealing a bright smile.

Mo Lin's dance steps froze, and then he bowed to the teacher, opened and closed his mouth, as if to apologize, and then packed up his things and walked out of the dance studio under the helpless gaze of the dance teacher.

Poson said with a grin, "Xiaomo, your Franco is ready to abandon the two of us and throw himself into the arms of the rich woman." ”

Mo Lin glared at his brother who was out of tune, and looked at Fran with some concern, "Brother Fran, is something wrong?" ”

Fran shook his head and thought for a moment, "No more classes?" ”

"No, I'm leaving......"

Mo Lin said with a smile, his eyes crooked, like a crescent moon.

Poson on the side looked at his sister's bright smile and pursed his lips a little dissatisfied, but didn't say anything.

After all, the iron fist of love also hurts.

Fran nodded, then said.

"Let's move then......"