Chapter 13 Kiss
Among the three people under Ruan Zhixian's command, only Blaise's thinking process is relatively normal.
The other two are both top-notch mental patients.
Oedipal Falson's definition of mother is very broad.
As long as a certain moment or a certain action makes him feel what he believes to be the glory of motherhood, he will not hesitate to regard that person or thing as his noble mother and be willing to serve her.
And the person whom he regards as his mother is very pitiful.
On the surface, Farson pretends to be a good boy who listens to his mother. He is happy to be beaten, scolded and exploited, and seems to be easy to bully.
But once he makes a second judgment and believes that the person has lost the qualifications to be a mother, the target will be killed without mercy.
Compared to him, Valen is much simpler.
He just wants to date.
——With that non-existent, imaginary lover.
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Ana Shen hugged Valen tightly, breathing softly in Valen's ear, and excitedly whispered about her love for him:
"Hubby, I'm so glad to see you're still alive."
Valen moved his fingertips and rubbed subconsciously, touching warm skin.
"You call me husband?" He said in a strange tone.
Ana Shen's whole body trembled, and he slowly raised his head from the crook of his neck, his eyes were slightly red, his eyelashes were wet, and in a blink of an eye, a tear as big as a bean fell down and landed on Valen's hand.
Hot.
Valen also felt a little weird because of that tear.
He thinks his lover should be a woman, or someone with feminine characteristics.
And now, the man holding him calls him husband?
He wasn't really repulsive because he could clearly sense the man's strong emotions.
He loves him very much.
And I... don't remember.
Valen did not hide his emotions, and his face clearly showed alienation and confusion.
Ana Shen stared at him blankly for a while, forced a smile, stepped back, and distanced herself from him.
"Nothing, it's my fault, I came too late."
Ana Shen wiped away her tears vigorously and handed the researcher’s clothes he brought to Valen, “Let’s talk about the things between you and me later, husband, no, Valen, you put on this, we’ll go first.”
Valen took the clothes and put them on with some awkwardness.
The hypnotic potion and the various toxins injected into his body in order to restrain him would take him at least half an hour to return to his normal state.
A cold light flashed in Valen's eyes, and his suppressed madness and desire for destruction were slowly awakening as his body awakened.
His life in the research institute kept flashing through his mind. The sharp blade cut his body, blood gushed out of his body through the infusion tube, and people in white coats talked in low voices. All his pain became numbers and symbols and was entered into the system.
In their eyes, he had lost his human identity and was nothing more than an experimental subject no different from chickens, ducks, fish, and dogs. He was also a tool they used to please their employers.
Then kill them.
Kill them all.
As a monster.
Booji.
His cheeks suddenly felt hot, and a soft breath flashed by, and Valen turned his head sharply and looked at Ana Shen.
Ana Shen turned her head away, a blush spread across her cheeks, she quickly raised her eyes to glance at Valen, paused, and then slowly retracted her gaze.
After a few seconds of silence, Ana Shen said with a bit of loneliness: “I know I’m just a stranger to you now, I will try my best to control myself in the future, sorry.”
After saying that, he found a handkerchief and handed it to him carefully.
"Wipe it."
Valen stared at the new white handkerchief for a few seconds, then turned his gaze back to Shen Yan.
"Need not."
Ana Shen was stunned.
Valen pulled Ana Shen into his arms, and his low, hoarse voice sounded above Ana Shen’s head.
"You are my lover, you have the right to kiss me." Valen smiled inexplicably, "Or more."
Ana Shen suppressed her guilt and called him husband twice.
Then he coaxed him to the armory and watched him easily break through security, knock out the security guards, and tear down the door.
Then, following his instructions, he found a palm-sized fuze bomb from the armory.
Ana Shen put the fuse bomb in his pocket and looked at Valen with eyes full of love.
And Valen also adapted well to his lover whom he had never met before. He hugged Ana Shen and kissed his forehead.
Ana Shen’s eyes swept across the scrapped door.
What terrible destructive power! Even if Ruan Zhixian didn't use bombs, Valen alone could sink the ship in half a day.
Shen Yan calmly closed his eyes.
I'm sorry, brother.
Actually, I will have to wait for some time before I can tell you that you don’t have a wife.
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