Lu Xun thinks those monsters, or alien species, are ugly.

It's okay to let him coexist peacefully with the humans in the research institute who have merged the genes of other organisms. But it's not okay to let him try to grow something else.

He hates it.

An Zhe put the communicator aside and looked up at Lu Xun's face. His angle was just right to see all the details.

Lu Xun has a face that is unforgettable. Few people will look closely at his facial features, and most people have never dared to look directly at this face.

An Zhe thinks his eyebrows and eyes are the most beautiful, very clear, like the cold and clean wind on the top of the abyss. He reached out and touched the colonel's thin eyebrows. When he was a puppet, Boss Xiao had taken a blank puppet head with eyebrows and hair planted on it and looked at it repeatedly, and exclaimed: "He's really something."

Further down were narrow and long dark green eyes, half covered by eyelashes, a cold and lonely shape, and he could vaguely see his own reflection in it.

An Zhe felt that if a human looked like this, he would indeed have the qualifications to dislike other things for being ugly.

Looking at the communicator again, the doctor's latest message was:

"So you mean I'm not good-looking either?"

The colonel did not reply.

He turned back to look at Lu Xun and leaned himself into Lu Xun's arms again. He didn't know why, but he really wanted to do this now, and he felt a little drowsy for no reason.

Lu Xun pulled him towards him and asked, "What's wrong?"

An Zhe shook his head and suddenly thought of a question.

He looked at Lu Xun and said nothing.

An Zhe was a mushroom who often went to bed early and got up early. His pupils were black and white, bright and clear, but now they were different from usual, as if there was an extra layer of fog and it was wet.

Lu Xun lowered his head and moved closer to him.

Then An Zhe whispered, "I'm also an alien."

"Yeah." Lu Xun said, "Little alien."

An Zhe said, "Then do you think mushrooms are ugly?"

"You're fine," Lu Xun said, "White looks good."

"What if I'm a gray mushroom?"

"Not bad."

"What about a black mushroom?" "

That's fine."

"What about colorful mushrooms?"

"Hmm." Lu Xun looked at him expressionlessly, and said in a flat voice, "I'll give you a white mushroom."

This is a characteristic of him, the more he teases, the more serious his expression becomes.

So An Zhe also had a blank expression and said, "Eat you." With

a light laugh, Lu Xun picked him up and changed his position. He was originally holding him sideways, but now he was facing each other.

An Zhe fell forward like a boneless person, and happened to touch his forehead with Lu Xun. This was very abnormal, as he usually had some bones. But at this moment, he felt lazy in every crevice of his bones, so he did not retreat. Lu Xun had a high nose bridge, which made him feel a little itchy, so he rubbed against her and buried his head in Lu Xun's shoulder.

Lu Xun circled him, and he subconsciously continued to rub Lu Xun.

Lu Xun seemed to smile and hugged him a little tighter.

The communicator lit up and then went out, and then lit up again. Dr. Ji was still tirelessly sending slanderous messages. Lu Xun glanced at the doctor's angry words, remembered the previous conversation, and turned to An Zhe.

He asked, "Do I have a high moral standard?"

"Ah?" An Zhe didn't understand his intention for a moment, thought for a while, and said, "You are a good person."

Lu Xun: "Oh."

An Zhe felt that his answer might be a bit perfunctory, and added: "You are very good to us."

Lu Xun asked: "How about me to you?"

"To me..." An Zhe thought: "Sometimes not very good."

Lu Xun: "You can answer again."

An Zhe stubbornly didn't say anything, so Lu Xun laughed again. His chest trembled slightly when he laughed. They were very close and could feel it.

Lu Xun didn't say anything.

So An Zhe began to think.

Of course, Lu Xun was good to him. In the abyss, it is inevitable to get hurt. Sometimes he would just have a little blood on his arm, but Lu Xun's attitude in treating the wound made him feel as if he had broken an arm. If An Zhe wanted to do something, he would not stop him. He would not ask An Zhe to do something he did not want to do or was not willing to do, although this rarely happened.

——However, this person often bullied him in some small matters. Since the prison disaster of the crime of instigating An Zhe when they first met, this person revealed his true nature.

Lu Xun was also good to Dr. Ji, although it seemed that the two of them were mocking each other every day.

Then, the other person,

Lu Feng, treated them well. Of course, there was nothing to complain about.

If the institute encountered a disaster, no matter who was in the same room with Lu Feng, Lu Feng would let that person go first, and he would face the danger alone. If someone asked for help, Lu Feng would definitely not refuse.

But that was all. Unless it was necessary and for work handover, he would not have any unnecessary communication with anyone other than Polly.

The relationship between the people in the institute was actually very harmonious. It was common for them to joke and play with each other. There were also many peaceful conversations and cooperation. However, it was obvious that the judge would not join them.

An Zhe thought that the colonel had been standing far away to protect the humans for so long that he had forgotten how to integrate with them, or maybe he had never learned it.

He said, "You can also lower your expectations of yourself."

"How?"

An Zhe had no idea how he was going to lower his expectations, so he replied, "You think about it yourself."

Lu Xun said, "Okay."

His voice was also cold and seemed to be smiling. It was a very young voice.

An Zhe thought that he was a mushroom who had joined the human society to a certain extent. Here, he still had a lot to learn. But for Lu Xun, the same was true.

So he said, "For example, if you want to make friends with the people in the institute, you can have dinner with everyone, and bring them fruits when you come back from outside."

This method does not apply to Lu Xun. He was just giving an example, and Lu Xun would understand.

"Not really," Lu Xun said, "I have dinner with you and brought you fruits."

An Zhe: "That's different."

"Huh?" Lu Xun's voice was a little nasal when he was teasing him: "What's different?"

An Zhe didn't want to talk to this person, so he bit Lu Xun's neck. It seemed to hurt, so he kissed her after biting to make up for it.

Lu Xun said with a smile: "You are right."

An Zhe always felt that he and the colonel had been talking nonsense from the beginning. He wanted to raise his upper body to rub Lu Xun's face.

So he supported Lu Xun's shoulders with his hands and stepped back a little.

At this moment, his body suddenly became limp for no reason, and he almost lost his balance and fell forward.

- He fell on Lu Xun.

Lu Xun supported him: "What's wrong?"

An Zhe shook his head. He couldn't describe how he felt now.

Lu Xun reached out to touch his forehead, but found nothing. An Zhe leaned on his shoulder, panting quickly, unable to muster any strength. He said, "I don't feel well..."

"Where do you feel well?"

An Zhe was still entangled with Lu Xun in a daze. It was difficult to describe his current feeling in human language. It was like... like being called by the season, waiting for something to happen. The last time he had this premonition was the day when the spores left. But this time was still different.

Was he going to produce new spores and start a new round of withering and rebirth? No, he wanted to be closer to Lu Xun now. Lu Xun held his hand. The colonel's hand was very cold, but the next moment An Zhe realized that Lu Xun's body temperature was normal, and he was the one who was very hot.

He rubbed Lu Xun's shoulder, shook his head, closed his eyes, and some blurry scenes appeared in front of him.

Wind. The summer wind blew from the south of the abyss. The jungle was a dark green sea, undulating and surging in the wind. The new summer leaves of the vines also swayed gently. Summer is the flowering season. In the gaps between leaves and branches, snow-white flowers grew like mushrooms emerging from the soil after rain, and the petals dotted the sky.

Then wait.

Wait for what?

Wait for birds and butterflies.

What will birds and butterflies do?

He groaned uncomfortably.

It was the problem of the vine. He had just ignored Lu Xun's warning and ate the sap of a fresh vine that was only a year old, and these strange symptoms appeared. Just like he had been unconscious for three hours after eating a potato.

Lu Xun lifted his head and patted his cheek gently: "An Zhe?"

An Zhe was awake, but he could no longer control his body. In order to see his condition clearly, Lu Xun lifted him up a little from himself, which made him very uncomfortable. An Zhe wanted to continue to lean on Lu Xun, and whispered: "Teng..."

"Hurt?"

An Zhe randomly pulled a soft vine hanging from the corridor in front of him: "Teng."

Holding him, Lu Xun breathed a sigh of relief. An Zhe's current appearance did not seem to be in pain.

He patted An Zhe's back, and An Zhe groaned and stuffed himself into his arms.

Lu Xun glanced at the green vines that were in bloom and drooped like a waterfall beside him.

Behind the vines is the white research institute building. Fortunately, it is not far from their residence.

There is a faint floral scent in the wind, which has always been there. At this moment, there is a faint and almost inaudible fresh scent, like the smell of grass and white flowers after the rain.

It is something that mushrooms like when they grow. After a few rainy seasons, it has become the mushroom's own scent.

The judge sighed softly, which was rare.

He held An Zhe's shoulders and asked him to look at him.

An Zhe's fingers tightly grasped the fabric of his sleeves, raised his head and looked at him, with tiny water droplets on his wet eyelashes.

"You are a mushroom," Lu Xun said, "You don't eat random things."

An Zhe looked at the vine. There was no vine more normal than this one in the world, but he still felt very uncomfortable. He didn't feel relieved until he got close to Lu Xun, just like the white flowers on the vine waiting for butterflies.

He frowned and looked back at Lu Xun.

Lu Xun also looked down at him.

——Then he was picked up.

"Do you remember this time?"