Lan Yu had been out of the bathroom for a long time, but when she thought of what had just happened, she still felt her face getting hot and her heart beating fast.

He understood that this was a normal physiological need, and as a young and strong alpha, he himself would also relieve himself from time to time.

But knowing is one thing, and actually encountering it is another, not to mention the thin wall that makes the subwoofer-like groans sound like they are ringing in your ears.

It wasn't until he walked into the small kitchen and started cooking dinner that he suppressed his panic.

The dinner time in the military camp is at six o'clock. Lan Yu sometimes goes to the restaurant to eat, and when he doesn't want to go, he asks Kong Fei to bring the food to his dormitory.

It's already seven o'clock, and it's long past dinner time. But the food is not tasty anyway, so it’s better to just cook it yourself.

There were ingredients prepared two days ago in the refrigerator. He skillfully made a steak, mixed a salad, and brought it to the round table on the small balcony.

Lu Rankong from room 303 next door also finished his shower and was watching a movie in the house. The dialogue between the male and female protagonists mixed with the background music floated over clearly.

"No, don't go to the battlefield. There are so many omegas who have lost their alphas. I don't want to be one of them crying."

"Listen to me, my dear. In order to defend the planet Sasu, as a dart forger, I must go to the battlefield."

Lan Yu hadn't had the time to watch a movie for a while. When she heard the lines, she couldn't help but look towards the balcony again and again.

The Third Military Camp is stationed outside Bell City, the main city of Katah Star, surrounded by the sea on three sides. His small balcony faces the sea and the scenery is beautiful.

Whether you are breathing the sea breeze and waiting for the sunrise in the early morning, or quietly admiring the bright moon on the sea at night, or making a few sweet afternoon teas and savoring them slowly, this balcony is the best place.

——As long as you don’t turn around to look at the balcony of Room 303 next door.

No one knows who designed this dormitory building. The balconies of the two adjacent suites are next to each other, separated only by a low iron fence.

It was the first time he walked out of the room after several days. When he stood on the balcony facing the sea, he felt that all the frustration and uneasiness in his heart were swept away.

Then I turned around and saw 303 next door, and almost fell into autism again.

On the balcony next door, the uniform light gray floor tiles have lost their original color and are covered with a thick layer of dust, with a mess of scrap copper and iron piled up.

A few socks that were hung out to dry had not been taken back. They were stuck on the clothes hangers, looking as gray as dried bacon, and spinning stiffly in the wind.

The black lacquered carved fence has two pieces of crafted iron leaves, with a pair of slippers hung on each of the left and right leaves.

The slippers had been through countless wind and rain, and the long brown fur was twisted into clumps.

Lan Yu was born with a love of cleanliness. When she was filming outside for more than a week, no matter how busy or tired she was, the first thing she would do when she got home was to clean the house inside and out.

It's okay to be picky when filming outside, but when you return to your own home, everything you see must be clean and comfortable, without a speck of dust.

But this is like a balcony for collecting junk, it is so blatantly right next to one's own balcony that one cannot help but ignore it.

He couldn't bear to see the sunset and breeze on his balcony, so he usually just turned his back and didn't look at them, thinking out of sight, out of mind.

The movie seemed to be over, and the sound of metal knocking came from room 303 again. I wonder what Lu Rankong was doing.

Lan Yu stopped looking over there to avoid her eyes coming into contact with the balcony, and just quickened her eating pace.

Just as he was holding up the cup of water, he wasn't paying attention and the spoon fell to the ground and rolled into the gap between several pots. He squatted down helplessly and reached his hand to feel around in the gap.

The spoon was embedded deep inside, and as he stretched and crawled his fingers inside, he suddenly touched something like a piece of cloth.

What is it?

Full of doubt, he hooked the ball of cloth, slowly pulled it out and held it in his hand.

It looks like a sock.

But why are my socks here?

He held the sock up to his eyes and examined it carefully. He found that its gray color and hard texture looked so familiar.

He slowly turned his head to look next door, carefully examining the dried bacon socks hanging on the clothes rack. He dropped the things in his hands as if he had been electrocuted and grabbed the wet towel on the round table to wipe his hands.

He used several wet wipes until his fingers started to turn red.

These are the socks from the neighbor that were blown to my side by the sea breeze.

Lan Yu turned around and went back to the house, took out a piece of fabric left over from making bed sheets from the closet, then took out the sewing box she had just bought, quickly threaded the needle, and sewed a few buckles on the fabric.

Find a piece of metal wire to thread the buckles, and a simple curtain is ready.

He hung the finished curtain between the two balconies, then took out a pair of disposable gloves from the kitchen and put them on. Frowning, he picked up the socks with two fingertips and prepared to throw them to the balcony next door.

Just as I was about to throw it out, I heard a strange sound.

“Ah… just like that… ah… I can’t take it anymore…”

Lan Yu froze in place.

Lu Rankong was doing this and that in the bathroom just now. How long has he been out? And he’s already started watching a movie again?

Aren’t you tired with the volume turned up so loud?

This alpha male is always ready for breeding!

His face flushed as he stopped and his eyes darted around, landing on his pots of succulents.

He dug out a few larger stones, stuffed them into his socks, and threw them at the pile of broken iron on the balcony next door.

With a loud bang, the ruined mountain collapsed.

Without waiting for Lu Ran to come out to check, Lan Yu quickly pulled the curtain between the two balconies and went back into the house.

Lu Rankong was debugging the crossbow he had just made in the house.

Based on the records in ancient books and his own ideas, he modified the ancient crossbow into a small object that was only the size of a palm and could be used for playing.

I even found an old movie specifically for this purpose. As long as you can get through the love scenes, you can watch how the male protagonist becomes a slave later.

He doesn't have many hobbies, he just likes to tinker with these little gadgets, and the balcony is filled with materials for making them, all of which are his treasures.

Lu Rankong carefully adjusted the firing pin in the small crossbow and carried out the last step. The projection in the air also showed the male and female protagonists rolling around in passion and yelling "hmmmm" and "ahhh".

Just as he was holding his breath and concentrating on fiddling with the hair-thin metal needle, there was a sudden loud noise on the balcony. Then, the pile of materials fell to the ground with a clang.

His hand trembled and the firing pin deflected.

This half hour of effort was wasted again.

Lu Rankong sighed. These damn seabirds always fly into the balcony without any reason.

He put down the crossbow and walked out, putting the materials back in place. Just as he stood up, he suddenly found one of his socks in the corner.

The socks were bulging, with a few white stones visible from the open sock opening.

Lu Rankong: ...

Obviously it is impossible for a seabird to stuff rocks in its socks and then use them to smash its own balcony.

He stretched his neck, stood up and turned his head.

It’s been a whole month since I last fought with Crazy K. It’s time for another fight.

As soon as he turned around, he was startled.

What comes into view is a pink bed sheet, which completely blocks the balcony over there.

Looking closely, you can see that there are buckles on the top of the bed sheet, hanging on both sides of the balcony, with small floral patterns fluttering in the wind.

This is not a bed sheet at all, it is clearly a handmade curtain.

Lu Rankong forgot about being angry and slowly walked over to take a closer look at the pink flowers.

After a while, he burst into laughter.

After Lan Yu returned to the room, she leaned back on her single bed, her heart still beating fast.

He always follows the rules and never does anything extreme, and is often voted by magazines as the most elegant and intellectual omega.

He is humble and polite, and always keeps his composure in the face of difficulties. Not only is she the ideal partner in the minds of most alphas, she is also the object of study for all omegas.

But just because a sock fell onto the balcony, you picked up stones and threw them back at someone. That is too impulsive and emotional.

Lan Yu reflected in her heart, wondering if she was too absorbed in playing the role of Colonel K and was unknowingly beginning to be affected by it?

As a good actor, I must distinguish between the role and reality. This is a truth I have always understood and I have always done it well.

No matter whether it is exaggerated comedy or heartbroken crying, after a cut, he will quickly withdraw from the scene and return to reality.

That "cut" sound was a terminator, a switch for emotions, and a command engraved in his mind, allowing him to always control his emotions freely.

It is said that two people filming a romantic scene are most likely to develop feelings for each other, but no matter how passionate he is in the play, when facing the other party's confession in private, he will calmly say: You are too immersed in the role.

A famous rejected alpha once said: Lanyu, you seem perfect, but it is just an appearance. You don’t have any real feelings or joys and sorrows at all.

Lan Yu thought about this expressionlessly while she continued knitting a scarf with her hands.

The weather is getting colder, so these have to be prepared in advance. He uses the best cashmere yarn, and the scarves he knits are softer than those of the big-brand scarves sold in shopping malls.

After finishing a section, he stroked the neat stitches with his hand, his heart filled with joy.

Who said I have no joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness?

Then he hugged the brown bear doll on the pillow, kissed its soft head, and said, "Gu Gu, I like you so much."

Who says I don't have real emotions?

It was not until the terminal showed that it was already ten o'clock in the evening that he stuffed the wool bag back into the bedside table. He hugged Gu Gu and took a comb to comb its hair.

He is an orphan who grew up in an orphanage, with the only doll donated by others to keep him company.

Over the years, all the demons lurking in the darkness after turning off the lights, waiting for their chance to strike, and the rumors attacking him, would be blocked out as long as he hugged the brown bear and hid in the quilt.

But after he came here, the brown bear was gone, and he quickly asked Kong Fei to buy a similar one, saying that he wanted to study bear culture.

Kong Fei had no idea what the relationship was between this doll and bear culture, but this was Colonel K's order, so even if he was asked to study the formation of the Sasu galaxy through the doll, he would not ask any more questions.

Lan Yu leaned against the head of the bed with legs crossed. After combing the hair on the brown bear's head, she turned it over and lay on her legs. She began to comb the hair on its back and whispered, "Gu Gu, I killed someone today. It was a real murder, not an act. There was a click of a gunshot, and he was dead."

As he said this, the image of the green-skinned corpse came to his mind and his heart tightened.

Outside the window, the sea breeze gusts and whimpers, the waves hit the beach, accompanied by the singing of seabirds.

What sounds soothing and relaxing during the day can become terrifying at night.

Lan Yu put down the comb, hugged the half-human-sized brown bear tightly, and got into the quilt.

He didn't turn off the lights, just lay there with his eyes closed, but his mind became clearer and clearer.

After a while, the green-skinned corpse suddenly opened his eyes, and blood gushed out of the hole on his forehead. After a while, I felt a chill under my feet, and a dry green hand touched me under the quilt...

Lan Yu closed her eyes tightly, her eyeballs moving rapidly under her thin eyelids, and her breathing was fast and urgent, and the brown bear was deformed by the hug.

Just as he was trying his best to suppress his fear and began to recite his old lines in his mind, there was a sudden sound of slippers tapping from next door.

Then came the buzzing of the electric toothbrush and the gurgling and flushing of the toilet.

These voices mixed together, like a spell shining with golden light, which dispersed the solidified and static fear, and the restless black shadows and green men disappeared in an instant.

After a while, the sound of slippers reached all the way to the next wall and hit the pillow right next to his ear.

Then, the mattress creaked slightly, and the wall shook again, causing his bed to tremble as well.

Everything became quiet and Lan Yu reached out to turn off the light.

There were people not far away. The sound of the sea breeze blowing against the window frames was no longer harsh, and the darkness was no longer scary.

Two banging sounds were heard from the room of the honest lieutenant colonel in 304 diagonally opposite, as if something was being nailed to the wall.

He let go of the brown bear in his arms, yawned, and fell asleep peacefully.