Chapter 52
After a long sleep, Yael finally woke up and felt much calmer.
There is nothing that a good night's sleep can't solve. If you are too upset, just keep sleeping until you are no longer upset.
He went out to wash up in a calm mood. When he saw his face in the mirror, he actually felt as if he was in another world. There was a very slight blue tint under his eyelids. He was indeed too tired.
If I stopped worrying about Xize, wouldn't I be less tired?
Yael leaned on the edge of the sink and allowed himself to relax for a while.
“Knock knock.”
There was a hesitant knock on the bathroom door. After wandering for a long time, the insect finally mustered up the courage and whispered, "Master?"
"I made dessert today. Will you come and eat some later, Lord?"
Yael came back to his senses, and the sound of insects outside the door could hardly conceal his uneasiness.
Even though he no longer needs to rely on himself and his identity is very unusual, he is still cautious and careful.
...How can you really bear to ignore it?
He hung the towel back on the rod and washed his hands one last time. "Here we go."
…
When Yael sat down at the dining table, breakfast was already on the table.
They are all his favorite flavors, all kinds of cute desserts. Although he really likes them, but...isn't it a bit too much?
Yael stared at the twenty or so plates placed in front of him and pinched his brows with a headache.
Instead, the female insect who called him out for breakfast was nowhere to be seen. He had only half-heartedly apologized when the insect disappeared. How could this be acceptable?
He put down the knife and fork he had just picked up and asked loudly, "Cize?"
The female insect, who had gone somewhere unknown, responded and walked out from the blind spot of the balcony. She soon came to Yael's side and whispered, "I'm here, male master."
"Why are you hiding there?"
Xi Ze pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, half-knelt down and looked up at the male insect, his voice low and hoarse, "I thought the male master wouldn't want to see me anymore."
"How could that be? Don't let your imagination run wild."
Yael was a little amused.
He pushed the chair back and tried to pull the female insect up, but was blocked by the force. He felt helpless and said, "Get up."
Yael released some soothing pheromones in an attempt to soothe the tense Cecil, but the first time it had little effect and even had a counterproductive effect.
Maybe what I said yesterday scared the female insect. After all, they had never had such a big conflict before. Yesterday we could even say we were in a cold war.
Normally, the female insect would react when the pheromones are released, but now everything is quiet.
There are also tense muscles on the shoulders and back, and you can feel a slight shiver when you put your hands on them.
This was not at all a sign of relaxation and comfort on the part of the female; it was simply a sign of her trying to please him.
Yael used a little force to pull the female insect up, and when he met the fearful eyes covered by moist desire, he sighed again.
He reached out and grabbed Caesar's collar, forcing the female insect to bend down, tilted her head back and gave her a kiss.
"do not be afraid."
"Our relationship is not that fragile yet."
Yael stroked his face with his fingertips, his voice soft and gentle, soothing the female insect's uneasy mood.
"It's just a little friction now, not to the point of a breakup or anything like that."
"Just solve it properly."
As if a death row inmate had been pardoned, the body under the palm of the hand stopped trembling and stiffening. The female insect visibly breathed a sigh of relief, hesitated for a moment, then leaned over tentatively to move closer.
The tip of his nose gently rubbed his cheek. The female insect seemed to be sniffing his scent. When she sensed that neither the pheromones nor the mental link indicated anger, she finally relaxed.
"…I'm sorry, Lord."
The uneasiness seemed to have never disappeared, but it was just hidden deeper and deeper, only occasionally coming out. If Yael didn't catch it, it would become a weapon for self-harm.
If you rub it in your palm well——
It would become like this, a puppy that is soaking wet but wagging its tail desperately.
Yael felt a little itchy from being rubbed, and he chuckled intermittently. When the body under his palm had completely recovered its warmth and softness, he suggested.
"A kiss?"
Xi Ze closed his eyes tightly, eagerly absorbing the warmth of the male insect.
After hearing this, he raised himself up slightly, licked and kissed the corner of Yer's mouth, grinding and biting it stickily.
I wasn't rejected, but I wasn't as immersed and passionate as before.
The male insect's breathing was light and steady throughout the whole process. This was a completely soothing kiss.
Xi Ze's heart couldn't stop sinking.
He knew what kind of answer the male insect wanted, but he really couldn't say it out loud, or at least...he would keep it secret for a few days.
During his tenure as admiral, wiping out the beast tide was a frequent task. Before the fatal weaknesses of those violent star beasts were found, casualties occurred frequently, and the number of orphans in the empire increased as a result.
After each war, a list of martyrs is drawn up and their families are notified to collect their belongings and pensions.
He could not forget the fiery anger in the eyes of the tear-stained cub when he handed over a blood-stained military emblem, filled with hatred for the star beast.
[I want to avenge my mother's father! I want to kill all those star beasts...! ]
Later, the cub was admitted to the Imperial Military University and became a soldier under his command. Then, in a war to exterminate star beasts, his name was also listed as a martyr.
His dam once said that his cub had a talent for painting and would be admitted to Crescent University of Fine Arts in the future and become a great painter who traveled around with a sketchpad on his back.
It was such a young insect with a bright future, but because it was entangled in strong love and hate, it took a completely different path, and died prematurely because of this cruel fate.
After decades of fighting, he is no longer the young cadet who was proud and confident that he could win every battle and bring his soldiers home.
He was somewhat confident about this uprising, but the situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly. He could not guarantee victory, nor could he guarantee that he could... come back alive.
If defeated, Anto will disguise it all as a pirate attack. He will completely disappear in the smoke and no one will know.
Yael doesn't often watch the news and doesn't know the dirty things behind the scenes. He might guess that the thief is him, or he might feel that something is wrong and suspicious.
But the male insect knew nothing, so he would not think of revenge for him, nor would he return to the main planet to fight against those unscrupulous guys, and finally ended up with a tragic death.
The impact of a picked up unidentified female insect and the admiral of the Empire whom he had always admired were completely different, and the depth of the impact they left on his heart was definitely different.
He was too afraid that those resentments and obsessions would destroy Yael.
If he loses the battle, the retreat and compensation specially arranged for the male insects will come into play. After flying away from all this, Yael will sooner or later forget about him and continue to live a good life.
Although this was the worst-case scenario, a general would never be complacent, so he had to be extremely cautious when it came to issues concerning Yale.
Xi Ze was panting unsteadily, lowering his eyes to stare intently at the male insect's face, trying hard to ignore the pain that was almost torn in his heart, and deepened the kiss.
"Hmm..."
Yael let out a light hum from his throat, unaware that the female insect had already arranged her affairs after death. He finally managed to separate her lips and tongue, which were stuck together like sticky rice cakes.
He realized later that his lips seemed to be swollen again. He pursed his lips subconsciously and felt a slight stinging sensation on his lower lip.
"Okay, okay, no more kissing, let's eat something."
For the sake of his mouth's health, Yael patted the female insect's lower back to signal him to go down, and pushed half of the plate to Cize.
"You haven't had breakfast yet? You've done so much, and some of the procedures are quite complicated. You got up so early?"
Xi Ze touched his lower lip with the back of his hand, his expression still a little dazed. Hearing his words, he subconsciously avoided his gaze, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.
"Wait," Yael thought of a possibility and his eyes widened a little, "You didn't sleep last night?"
When he lowered his head and saw the female insect hesitating, he knew the answer. He took a deep breath and felt that he had kissed her too early.
Yael murmured, "You know how to make me angry."
Before another round of angry apologies and consolations could begin, he nipped the bud in the bud.
"Thank you for your hard work, but next time you should just come to me for the kiss. This is too much, and it's not good for the relationship, and the physical and mental health of both parties."
Caesar nodded quickly and pushed back the small pile of dessert that the male insect liked the most but had been pushed to his side.
*
After that day, the vague sense of chaos and unrest really left the city.
Although there are no military female patrols coming and going, the strengthening of various surveillance facilities can be clearly felt.
There are also sophisticated protective equipment that have appeared one after another around me, which is incompatible with this backward marginal star.
Yael knew that this was most likely the work of the female insect, in order to protect his safety to the greatest extent possible.
Although he felt a little depressed because of being kept in the dark, he did not go out during this period.
After all, it was a solid fortress that was built with great difficulty.
During this period, the perception of the mental link was already weakening, so Yael and Cize established a mental link again, but it was only a superficial attempt and not as deep as last time.
If both parties are not immersed in it and open themselves completely, the deep spiritual connection is likely to fail, and the backlash will most likely cause mental damage.
Yael thinks this is reasonable. Just like you can't force things to happen without a certain state, you need some room to accommodate more uncertainties.
But the females apparently don't think so.
Maybe he was a little hesitant when he said "I want to try it" before, and the intimacy and stickiness that followed were like a small piece of stingy candy, no matter how carefully I tasted it, it was gone quickly.
The female insect was always more anxious than he was, like a dragon guarding a huge fortune, counting and confirming it over and over again, and standing by with her eyes open all night long.
But this is not safe either, because the treasure can run and jump, and can escape from the nest at any time if it is unhappy. The dragon is too embarrassed to ask directly -
"Are you still here? Are you leaving?"
Yael thought about it for a long time before realizing that he was not the only one who was afraid of the other party leaving. The female insect was more afraid than him, so...
In fact, no one needs to be afraid.
He stretched out his hands to hold Xi Ze's waist, and fell on the sofa with the female insect. At first, he could smell the burnt smell left by the explosion, but it was soon drowned by the faint smell that surged up.
"The mental link is too risky. I'll make it up to you next time."
"Um……"
The sofa was narrow, so Caesar spread his knees and sat astride him, straightening his back somewhat unsteadily, and took the male insect's hand and reached in along the hem of his work vest.
The female insect's body is plump and beautiful, strong yet soft, with every undulating line just right, a living proof of strength and beauty, full of hotness and softness in his palm.
But as the vest was rolled up little by little, one could see countless scars of varying sizes on it, crisscrossing each other, with varying depths, which were almost shocking.
Those were the marks left by the soldiers who had to rely on their own healing abilities to survive the battle without having enough time to use the repair fluid. However, they also represented the responsibility and honor of defending the territory, and were medals that were all over their bodies.
Yael frowned distressedly, and Caesar, sensing this feeling, could not help but let out a low gasp.
He placed the male insect's hand on his heart, and his steady, strong heartbeat came through his palm.
"It's all healed now, it's okay."
He said hoarsely.
The temperature of his palms was scalding, and Yael's attention was suddenly diverted for a moment. He thought of a possibility and his Adam's apple moved for a moment.
"Will Xi Ze choose to breastfeed in the future?"
He laughed hoarsely and told the female insect that imagination.
As expected, he felt the female insect's body tremble, and her waist softened instantly, with moisture and shyness appearing in her blurred eyes.
"Then you can give it a try..."
Caesar still bit the piece of cloth, and reached out to hold down the male insect's hand, whispering vaguely, "The cub eats one side, and I'll leave the other side for you."
Yael originally just wanted to tease him, but he was caught off guard and was the one who was teased. He coughed softly and laughed at the same time.
"Ahem, really? Leave one side just for me...?"
"Yes, it's true."
Yael laughed non-stop, but the burning fever did not subside.
A breeze blew in from the balcony, blowing up the curtains, and the sunlight poured in softly, casting a halo on the floor.
From Xi Ze's perspective, he can see the flowers placed on the shelves, which are pink and tender, and look innocent and cute.
Only later did he realize how shameful his current situation was. His ears to neck were flushed like clouds. He didn't know if it was because of the cold or what, but his tense waist and abdomen were shaking.
"Look," Yael said without rushing, and followed his gaze to look outside the balcony.
"The flowers you planted are also watching you being punished."
Caught off guard by having his secret fantasy pointed out, Xi Ze bit his lower lip in shame and shook his head, his voice choked with a hint of sob.
"My Lord... My Lord..."
The female insect's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and she called him again and again, but there was no real content in her calls, as if she felt at ease just by calling him.
"At this time, the little bird is about to fly over to beg for food...Be good, and we will end the spiritual counseling early."
Yael's fingers touched his earlobe, which was red enough to bleed, and he breathed warmly, "Okay?"
Caesar's mind was a mess, he nodded randomly and rubbed the palm of Yael's hand with his wet eyes.
Generally, after spiritual counseling, the male insect needs feedback from the female insect, which is beneficial to the male insect's spiritual pleasure and increases his liking for the female insect.
Although there is no clear scientific evidence, it has become an unspoken social practice.
But Yael rarely asked for feedback from Cecil. At most, he would be bitten by the female insect once, or touched by her hand, but there was no deeper communication.
Maybe he is still somewhat traditional at heart. Especially when society has stricter requirements for female insects, even if he doesn't understand, he should learn to think more about female insects.
But he just realized that this abnormal behavior might also make Cecil feel uneasy. The female insect asked him several times if she could make love with him once, probably because of this.
Yael pulled his hand out while the female insect was looking at her in dismay, but instead of pulling it back, he slid his hand down along her waistline.
“It’s so beautiful here.”
He praised, and as expected, he saw the female insect blush and the corners of her drooping eyes became moist.
It may be a super powerful and ferocious beast, but it is willing to expose its soft belly.
The furry tail sensed the insect's eagerness and rubbed itself against its will again and again, longing for the male insect to touch it.
Yael took a small breath.
Under the strong stimulation, the female insect's waist trembled violently, and she opened her mouth unconsciously to groan. The black vest she was biting fell down, covering most of the fluctuating honey color.
Yael lifted the piece of cloth directly and handed it to the female insect's mouth, his voice a little hoarse.
"Good bite."
…
That night, the computer suddenly beeped and a file package was transferred to the message box.
Xi Ze turned up the brightness and opened the file.
Inside is the Empire's latest sleeping pills, with detailed markings of various dosages and specifications, as well as corresponding efficacy and side effects.
[Biotechnology Team Leader: These are the top-grade supplies we have now. Which one do you need? What dosage?]
Xi Ze picked and chose among them, and asked about many precautions before choosing an injection that was effective and had no side effects.
Soon this galaxy will become a battlefield. Although this is the core where the army is stationed and there is no danger of being breached or bloodbathed, the high pressure, blood and danger are still everywhere. If some measures are not taken, it is possible that the mental pressure will be forced to collapse.
In the past, during the years of war, nobles who had a certain amount of wealth and guards to protect themselves and wanted to be free from worries and pressure would take these sleeping pills, and when they woke up, they would be able to see the rebuilt world again.
After instructing them to send the medicine as soon as possible, Nishize returned to the virtual battlefield map and continued to simulate the upcoming battle situation again and again.
It may be difficult, but you still have to try your best to win.
Every day of Xi Ze's first half of his life was spent moving towards this goal. He was the empire's most relied upon sharp blade and line of defense, and the living faith in the hearts of countless soldiers.
Defend the empire's territory, scare off the covetous foreign enemies, and bring all the soldiers home alive.
This is his life and belief, unshakable and indestructible.
And now.
Xi Ze looked up at the master bedroom in fatigue, as if he could see through the door the male insect wrapped in the quilt, breathing lightly and sleeping peacefully.
I don’t know if the male insect has kicked off the quilt. I must remember to check it later, otherwise I will catch a cold again tomorrow.
——Add a Yael.
…
The atmosphere outside has been clearly not right these past few days. From outside the balcony, we can see the shadows of various fighter planes and spaceships circling in the sky. We can sense the severity of the situation even from a long distance away.
Although they did not go out, the residents in this area of the city were basically nowhere to be seen. They must have received the news in advance and left for other planets to avoid the war.
Although Yael knew that he was most likely fine, he couldn't help but feel worried and nervous, even a little absent-minded.
It's okay for me to hide behind layers of protection, but Xi Ze will definitely participate in this war. Although I don't know what role he will play in it...but the probability of bleeding and getting injured is still very high.
In the afternoon, Yael was staring at the sky outside the balcony in a trance, but two hands reached out from behind and crossed to hug his waist, and then he felt warm breath on his ears.
"My Lord, stop looking."
Yael was held down by the shoulders and turned around, then his lower lip was bitten, with a different sense of initiative and strength than before, and it was also more sticky.
The female insect holds a piece of candy on the tip of its tongue. The candy coating on the outside is sweet, and it seems to taste like orange. It rolls back and forth on both sides as it moves.
Before Yael could react, the female insect suddenly lifted his chin up and swallowed the whole candy in one gulp.
“…Hmm?”
Caesar lowered his eyes to look at him, then closed his eyes and deepened the kiss. He kissed the male insect in his arms until he felt a little short of oxygen and his moist eyes faded a little, then he reluctantly let go.
Yael calmed his breathing and came to his senses, only to find that he had been taken to the master bedroom. A strange premonition emerged in his heart, and he looked at the male insect in confusion.
"What happened? Suddenly..."
A gentle tide flooded his entire body. Before Yael could react, his vision quickly became hazy. "How strange...?"
Xi Ze caught the male insect's falling body in time, picked him up over his knees, gently put him on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and tucked in all four corners neatly.
The drug was very effective, but the male insect looked a little uneasy while sleeping, with his brows slightly furrowed.
He stared at Yael in a trance until there was a knock on the door, then he leaned over and kissed her between the eyebrows.
"Wait until I come back."
*
Large patches of crimson covered the entire sky, as if symbolizing unknown blood. In an instant, countless struggles and deaths occurred one after another.
Everywhere there were the sounds of artillery bombardments and lasers piercing through buildings, the swish of the military's female bone wings spreading, and the rustling of the thin membrane at the tail, which permeated the entire battlefield, like a harbinger of dawn.
All the fire and blood have nothing to do with this house. The invisible protective shield protects it intact, just like using a glass cover to carefully protect the most precious rose deep in the heart.
But Yael, who was originally sleeping soundly, suddenly frowned, and his body trembled uncontrollably. An uncontrollable high fever quickly swept through his body, as if something was brewing.
…
"Be good, be good...I'll take you out to play later, okay?"
"Woof! Woof!"
What...sound?
The touch of plush fur made him wiggle in his arms, releasing his happy emotions vigorously. When he saw his owner suddenly freeze, he stood up eagerly and grabbed his shoulders with his front paws.
After a dizzy spell, Yael suddenly opened his eyes.
The scene in front of him gradually became clear. He was at home. He hesitated and held down the dog's head, "...Dumplings?"
The little Samoyed in front of him was about three months old, with soft and fluffy pure white fur and round eyes. It kept sticking out its tongue at him, "Woof!"
Responding to the puppy's enthusiasm skillfully, Yael inadvertently raised his eyes and saw that the clock hanging on the wall had pointed to nine o'clock... Yes, he just wanted to go out for a walk with Tang Yuan.
He picked up the collar next to him and put it on Tangyuan, then quickly packed up and went out, but as soon as he closed the door, he ran into his neighbor who had just returned home from get off work.
"Take Tang Yuan out for a walk?"
She was a serious and capable doctor. She glanced at the puppy running around and chasing its tail, and frowned.
"I still suggest you get a professional emotional comfort dog. No matter how cute Tang Yuan is, he is still an untrained stray dog..."
Yael lowered his eyes and pulled out the key, then smiled and interrupted her, "It's all the same, Sister Gu. Cute puppies are natural soothes, right?"
"But Sister Gu, you've been working overtime every day recently and have dark circles under your eyes. You need to make sure you get enough rest."
"Okay, okay... Got it. Go for a walk and be safe."
The young doctor looked a little relieved, gave him some instructions, and then walked in.
Tangyuan is an abandoned Samoyed puppy.
When we first saw it, it was next to a trash can. It was dirty, thin and small, and it walked with a limp. Later, we found that one of its hind legs was broken.
Maybe he had been hungry for too long. When he saw Yael sitting in a chair in a daze with food in his hand, he ran up to him cautiously, lay down, exposed his belly in an awkward manner, and whimpered to ask for food.
After successfully eating Yael's breakfast, the cat still didn't give up. It kept wagging its tail and rubbing against his leg, and even followed him all the way back home in a very naughty way.
Finally, I successfully got a diligent poop shoveler.
There were many people walking their pets in the community, playing together in groups of three or four, but they basically avoided Yale and Tang Yuan. The silly and happy puppies just stayed on the lawn and chased the ball by themselves.
"You can't tame a stray dog!"
The old man who was also walking his dog shouted with disdain, "This kind of animal has been wandering for a long time and doesn't recognize its owner at all. Who knows, it might run away on its own one day."
"This kid is still glaring at me. What did I say wrong?!"
Yael squatted down and held Tang Yuan, who was frightened and had been hiding behind his legs, in his arms. He watched with heavy eyes as the old man was pulled away by his daughter.
"Dad, stop talking. I told you before that this guy is mentally ill, and you still provoke him..."
His legs became numb after maintaining the same posture for too long. The puppy in his arms seemed to sense that he was in a bad mood and licked his hand obediently, its tail hanging down stroking back and forth.
Yael closed his eyes and buried his face in the puppy's fluffy fur.
"He actually said that our Tang Yuan would get lost... I curse him to never get his pension and never catch any fish..."
But that word turned out to be a prophecy.
One night when he returned home from class, he found the door open, but the puppy that would have rushed up to greet him was nowhere to be seen.
"Dumplings...Dumplings?! Dumplings!!"
In the surveillance video, he forgot to lock the door, and the grown-up Tang Yuan jumped up, bit the handle open, and ran out without looking back.
The moment he saw the white shadow disappear, his pupils shrank.
There was a loud bang in the heart, a sharp noise sounded like an alarm in the ears, and the retrograde blood made the limbs numb and cold.
The memory that followed suddenly became blurred and turned into a noisy noise, heavy and chaotic breathing, hysterical shouting, panicked and helpless explanations...all of it disappeared from his world.
After a whole night of chaos and battle, he was left exhausted, with a strong smell of blood in his throat. He walked dazedly and mechanically through another street, and finally his vision went black and he knelt down beside a trash can.
"bite."
A metal dog tag was knocked to the ground with a crisp sound.
Yael moved his eyes slowly.
The familiar dog tag was covered in a solidified red, and blood that was dark black mixed with foul-smelling sewage slowly overflowed from the bottom of the trash can.
His puppy was lying in the trash can, its spine crushed by the wheels, revealing its white bones and pink internal organs, its intestines were all over the floor, and were so broken that they were almost impossible to pick up.
The hair that had been grown soft and fluffy with great effort was now wet and stuck to the cold and stiff body.
His gray eyes looked at the sky outside the trash can, his mouth, which often exhaled hot air, was slightly open, as if he would bark "Woo" in the next second.
...sweet dumpling?
Yael opened his eyes suddenly.
The curtains were only half drawn, and the deep red and bright sunlight poured in, spreading to the corner of the bed, making the tear marks on his face clearly visible.
It felt like his heart had been torn apart, leaving only the bloody remnant beating violently in his chest. He was suffocating and in great pain. Yael couldn't help coughing and forced himself to sit up with his exhausted body.
My mind went blank. The nightmare that had just raged on me melted away like snow, leaving no trace. All that was left was the huge panic hanging over my heart, and the grief and anger that were so strong that I couldn't bear it anymore, burning in my heart.
Yael sat on the bed for a while, his body still trembling with fear and shaking.
He could no longer remember the scene in the dream, but it suddenly reminded him of the female worm, as if a traveler who was about to dry up and die was looking for a cool water source, and for the first time he was so urgent and eager -
I wish Nishizawa was here with me right now.
He trembled as he threw back the quilt, but his body was too weak to stand up. He stumbled a few steps and nearly fell to the ground.
After crawling a few steps and struggling to get up, he finally opened the door, only to find the house was dead silent and deserted.
He couldn't find any female worms in the bathroom.
No in the living room.
There is no balcony.
There is no kitchen either.
There was nothing there, as if the female insect had never appeared in this house and everything was just a dream.
And now, he is awake.
Yael knelt on the ground in a daze, and the bloody aftershocks flooded him like a tide.
The burning sky, the empty house, and the bloody sunset seemed to penetrate the cracks in time and space, shining in from the depths of his memory, bringing a terrifying sense of familiarity.
All the memories came back to me in an instant, like a bullet that had been fired and finally pierced my forehead after many years, but no more blood would flow.
How could he have forgotten...?
Why did he forget?
He once lost a puppy.
Yael bent his back deeply and spat out a mouthful of blood.
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So it's not that I don't have a mouth on purpose quq, the general is too worried and often has deep thoughts (and likes to stay up late! Baldness warning!)
The subsequent plot about dreams can be connected to the second chapter "Sleeping in the Same Bed" after v. That is the memory that Ye Ye's brain corrected for self-protection after being stimulated, and this is the fact at the time.
This dream had nothing to do with the medicine. It was because Ye Ye was about to undergo a secondary differentiation, and his mental picture was in turmoil. It was just that something went wrong afterwards.
I don't know if you still remember the previous settings. The mental picture is used to store memories. No matter how long ago they were, no matter what you thought you had forgotten, they are actually well inside, waiting to be discovered again.
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