Yes, he is alive.

He is still alive.

The golden sunlight shines on the green grass leaves, and the glittering dust in the breeze floats gently, like a dream.

An Zhe gently grasped the corner of Lu Xun's sleeve.

At this moment, he remembered another thing - the thing he had been holding a grudge against for a long time. On that day a long time ago, he knocked on the door of the laboratory and saw the spores. He thought the spores belonged to him and would float in his direction, but they floated to where Lu Xun was.

He said.

Lu Xun whispered: "It was you who thought of me."

An Zhe lowered his eyes slightly.

"I don't know." He said: "At that time..."

At that time, he and Lu Xun did not have a very good relationship.

Thinking of this, he thought again, now, can his relationship with Lu Xun be said to be good?

His fingers grasping the corner of Lu Xun's clothes gradually tightened, but these thoughts, as chaotic as clouds, disappeared the moment he looked up and looked at Lu Xun.

It was February 14th. Four years ago on this day, he and Lu Xun met in the wilderness of the abyss.

Later, they were together for a short time. Then, he slept for three years, and Lu Xun raised spores for three years.

They may not have known each other for too long, and they did not have so much experience together. Compared with the relationship between other people, it really counted for nothing.

However, for the two of them, for an alien and an inquisitor, there is no one else like each other.

In the wind, he just stared at Lu Xun in silence.

After a long time, he heard Lu Xun whisper: "Thank you."

He asked: "Thank you for what?"

"A lot." Lu Xun's voice was light, but his eyes never left An Zhe. He stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the side of An Zhe's face. His voice was slightly hoarse, and he said: "I want to thank you the most for waiting for me all night on the day of the trial."

An Zhe smiled, obviously very happy, but a little bitter. His voice was slightly hoarse, and he said: "Then I want to thank you for always letting me go."

The colonel hooked his pale thin lips, lowered his head and kissed the corner of his eyes, and they separated at the touch. An Zhe's reflection was in his cold green eyes, and An Zhe suddenly felt that this color was very gentle.

Lu Xun just looked at him like that. An Zhe was pressed on the grass. He felt that the man's gaze was very warm at first, but then he slowly had a dangerous intuition, as if he was being watched by some man-eating beast in the dense forest, and would pounce on him at the next moment.

When Lu Xun leaned down and completely pressed his entire weight on him, burying his head in his neck, this intuition reached its peak.

- And they were so close, there was no gap, Lu Xun's breathing and heartbeat were right beside his ears and body.

An Zhe hesitantly reached out to hug Lu Xun's shoulders, analyzing the current situation with his limited knowledge.

Then, he whispered, "Do you want to sleep with me?"

Then Lu Xun laughed softly, in a slightly hoarse voice.

Then, Lu Xun asked, "Who taught you that?"

An Zhe: "Boss Xiao said so."

"Xiao Scott," Lu Xun accurately said Boss Xiao's name, and said, "What else did he say?"

An Zhe said, "They are almost the same."

In short, Boss Xiao's words all revolve around these two words.

Lu Xun said, "If so, what do you think?"

An Zhe tried to think.

"Then..." he said, "Then Boss Xiao is really amazing."

He originally thought that Boss Xiao's words made no sense, but now it seems that even the judge was said.

He told Lu Xun his thoughts truthfully.

Lu Xun buried his head in his neck and laughed softly, and it sounded very happy.

After laughing, the man turned over and lay side by side with him on the grass. An Zhe turned his head to look at him and saw that the man was indeed relaxed. He had never expected that the judge who always lived in the night would have such an expression.

Lu Xun said, "Who else wants to sleep with you?"

"Huo Sen, when I came to the base with their car." An Zhe recalled and said, "It seems that there was also Qiao Xi. When I was on the third floor, there were some mercenaries."

"What about you?"

"I like them too much." An Zhe thought about the eyes of those people.

Then he saw Lu Xun looking at him, and the thin and cold arc at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes stretched out, with a bright expression, like the wind blowing through the wilderness at this moment.

An Zhe was a little absent-minded. If time could be turned back, if Lu Xun was the judge, if he was a young military officer who was invincible, ambitious and powerful, perhaps his demeanor would always be like this.

"Then," Lu Xun said, "I am the same as them."

An Zhe asked him with a puzzled look.

The colonel smiled, which was very beautiful, like the ice and snow stream that had just thawed at this time of year.

"Let's go." He stood up from the grass and stretched out his hand to An Zhe in the morning light: "I'll take you to find An Ze."

An Zhe stretched out his hand, was pulled up by him, and followed.

"How is it the same?" he asked.

"Everything is the same."

An Zhe looked at him suspiciously.

"Really?" he asked.

This time the colonel did not answer.