MTL - The General’s Cat Always Wants To Climb Into My Bed-Chapter 12 General's lure (3)

"Is that magazine the first time you saw me?"

He said that Shen Zhifan, who was in the midst of shock, couldn’t help but open the subject.

He still doesn't trust him enough. No, how to say it. For Shen Zhifan, the words are just a symbol. He doesn't have to hold it all out... He doesn't want to force him.

"um, yes."

Shen Zhifan nodded, and his thoughts were pulled out from the first sight many years ago. The hand unnaturally stroked the bottle in his hand. The cold bottle of the tentacle made his mind calmly calm down. The sudden news was overwhelmed.

"That," he sighed. "Do you remember the real, when we first met?"

Shen Zhifan paused, and looked at the words in vain.

"It was seven years ago," he said, turning to the scorpion, leaving only the silhouette of Shen Zhifan's side face. His side face is very three-dimensional. The tall nose and lips and the chin can be connected in a straight line. "In n- 192, things at that time, don't you remember?"

Seven years ago?

The throat of Shen Zhifan moved slightly, and the pupil unconsciously narrowed.

He was sixteen years old seven years ago. He is now the most familiar age and is now the most unfamiliar of his age.

He even remembered what he had eaten last night. He was going to have a monthly exam. The little fat man at the same table gave him snacks every day in order to buy him for cheating. He also remembered that Shen Zhirou’s public sales of his photos made him troubled at school...

However, he did not remember that the big explosion of n-192 was destroyed by dust seven years ago. His parents died seven years ago, and seven years ago... he even encountered words.

The Star Wars empire is young and powerful, and the n-192, known as the Earthball, has nothing to do with it.

Why is it seven years ago, why is it... he just doesn’t remember that, for him, it’s far away from the future, not the past.

"I, actually, I..." Shen Zhifan explained in some way, no matter how hard he tried, but this 16-year-old boy is still under the skin. This is a seven-year vacancy. He is learning about his parents. After being passed away, he was interrupted and didn't want to know, but now he only knows how much he wants to know what happened in the past seven years. "I was recently injured. I used to be in the Mech League... I didn't notice it at first. Recently Suddenly I found that I forgot a lot of things, you know... I can't just say anything like this."

He used a compromised approach, but that's why he recently convinced himself.

His amnesia must have a reason, but he did not feel the slightest wrongness in his body, and the subconscious also felt that it should be caused by activities related to the armor league that are easily damaged.

"I didn't really think about things seven years ago. What happened? Please... tell me."

Originally thought that Shen Zhirou did not know the accident seven years ago, he could not understand it in a short time, but never imagined that there were still insiders, but also in front of him.

He is eager to know what year, and what happened in the past seven years.

A glimpse of the glimpse of the young man’s eyes.

"Sorry," Shen Zhifan covered his palms to cover his own gaffe. He leaned forward and put his elbows on his knees. "I... I just remembered the death of my parents seven years ago." Things, I..."

The words were silent, and the eyes narrowed.

Shen Zhifan was crying silently, and there was almost no crying. He controlled very well.

It’s just that this kind of silence makes people feel depressed. It seems that the cold current under the broken cliff is passing silently. Only his slightly trembling back is calmly telling the words.

His heart was soft and soft, and it was a mess. Even if he looked so quiet, the handsome and cold face seemed to be an unchanging stone fort. The wind and sand did not change, and it was never imagined that such a person would hide. Soft as soft as the first flower in the spring breeze.

He is deeply aware that this is the 16-year-old Shen Zhifan, a teenager who is deeply in love with his heart. He had already missed the opportunity to touch his face, so that he later thought that the root of the tree would be faint. The pain, the kind of pain that makes people feel that the insect bites the root of the tree, the pain of the long flowing water.

Later, Shen Zhifan was already invulnerable, let alone crying beside him. He was already a light moonlight, cold and transparent, soaked by the ruthlessness and cruelty of the years. Words are extraordinarily expensive.

It was his fault, and he couldn’t help but think that his palms covered the back of Shen’s back, and he wanted to appease him.

The root of the tree had already been rotten under the hard soil layer, and it could not be touched. However, some people have uprooted the tree now, removed the deeply buried tree roots, and turned into young saplings. Come here once.

This is no better, nothing bad, great, really.

"Sorry."

He said softly, his fingers were a little in love with the feeling of touching the back of the other side.

Shen Zhifan's back is a little slim, and the joint he touches is wrapped under thin flesh, hard and soft.

"No, it doesn't matter to you," Shen Zhifan's emotions have stabilized when he released his palm, but his eyes are still red, and there is a faint red, "Please tell me."

No, it’s not this that he wants to apologize.

He had to apologize that he was not able to find him earlier, nor was he... missing the unreachable boy.

"At that time, the task performed was wrong," Yan said, turning his eyes, his palms slowly tightening. He didn't dare to look at the other's eyes, lest he couldn't help but kiss each other's eyebrows. "At the time, it was almost desperate. Nine deaths, but fortunately there was a space jump layer at the time. I gambled for a living, but I was lucky enough to win. The place where I landed was exactly n-192."

Shen Zhifan’s heart suddenly became tight.

"You... remember that date?"

The words were silent, and Shen Zhifan felt that he was a little strong. After all, this was what happened seven years ago, and it might be hard to think of it.

"Remember, September 16th, 26th."

Shen Zhifan slightly opened his lips and bowed his head in dismay.

It turned out to be the case... This must not be an accident, Shen Zhifan has his head down.

What he can think of yesterday is September 15.

Why do you forget why the memory is abruptly stopped on this day, what kind of power is it, so that the time is exactly the day before the accident.

This strange discovery made Shen Zhifan feel a trace of anxiety and panic. He began to discover that the lost memory did not seem to be occasional, but rather a precise plan.

But who can manipulate memory so accurately, except for itself.

Shen Zhifan thinks that the whiter the lips, the more incredible, and feels no clue.

"...What's wrong?" The words were a little perceptive, but he was Shen Zhifan after all, and he didn't know what he thought.

"Nothing, I... I want to know when the n-192 bombing occurred, are you still there? It should be the same year."

The words were silent for a long time, only gently said: "Sorry, I was not there at the time."

Shen Zhifan was somewhat disappointed, but he also secretly sighed. How to say it, he was just a little scared... afraid of the explosion of n-192 and his words.

"I am sorry about the explosion of n-192." The words seemed to know what he thought. "But it has nothing to do with me. At that time, I have left the news about one month, not just n-192, the whole n-galaxies. It was all over, and the number of destroyed planets was over a thousand. This was an extremely important event. At that time, the top management had an impact, but the processing was very ambiguous and seemed to involve some unknown areas."

"I... I am not questioning you." Shen Zhifan, who was afraid of being misunderstood, tried to explain.

"No, it's okay." Yan Yan looked at his eyes and thought in his heart.

You don't know that I would rather have the explosion related to me, at least at that time, I can be by your side.

"I still talk about the time when I first saw you," Shen Zhifan opened the topic. He thought it was a little easier. "I must be happy to sign it with you, just like me... before See you like that."

The words smiled and said: "In fact, no, because I was seriously injured at that time, you may... I can't recognize it."

Shen Zhifan was a bit flattered: "I saved you?"

"Yeah." Yan Yan lowered his eyes and stared at him quietly. "Some old-fashioned?"

"No...no!"

Shen Zhifan silently turned away from his face and repented in his heart.

This episode was also in his dreams when he was young.