The colonel's room was a room that looked as if no one had ever lived there.

——Almost exactly the same as the rest room he had in the outer city defense station.

As for why An Zhe knew what the colonel's room looked like, it was because the moment the elevator door opened, he felt the surroundings were too cold.

——He turned his head again and met Lu Feng’s eyes.

The colonel folded his arms and leaned on the door frame: "Come back."

An Zhe flattened his mouth.

In fact, he and Selan were not familiar with each other. When he pressed the elevator button, he even thought about the embarrassing scenario of asking Colin for help if Selan was not at home or looked embarrassed at his request.

He looked back at Lu Feng and suddenly felt a little sad - he felt a little wronged. This man knew clearly that he had no friends at the base.

Lu Feng also saw something was wrong with him and said, "What's wrong?"

An Zhe lowered his eyes, but didn't know what to say: "You..."

He heard Lu Feng chuckle slightly.

"I'm kidding you." Lu Feng came over and pulled him into the elevator, "Let's go eat first and sleep with me tonight."

We had dinner in the public cafeteria. The dinner was not delicious, and Lu Feng opposite ordered a mushroom soup.

However, if you sleep with Lu Feng... of course it is better than sleeping with Se Lan, and far better than sleeping with Colin. An Zhe attributes this to the fact that he is only familiar with Lu Feng after all, and he has not been there before.

I stayed overnight with this person twice.

After taking a shower in the colonel's bathroom, he dried himself, then quickly went to bed wrapped in a large white towel, hugging the quilt and sitting on the back of the bed - he didn't have pajamas.

In the colonel's room, all the tools seemed to be more perfect than in his room. This may be the special treatment given to him by the military.

However, no matter how special the treatment was, there would never be an extra quilt, nor would there be an extra pillow. He consciously placed the pillow from the center of the bed to the outside.

At this time, his eyes were attracted by a cluster of red on the bedside.

——There is a simple glass vase there, with three bright red flowers inserted in the vase, with thorny stems and dark green branches and leaves. Two are already in full bloom, and the other is still a full bud.

This is the first time Anzhe has seen plants in a human base. This steel city seems not to allow any living things except humans to exist.

The fragrance of flowers floated faintly in the air. At this moment, Lu Feng, who was listening to his subordinates' work reports in the living room, ended the call and returned to the bedroom.

At this time, Lu Feng noticed his gaze towards the bouquet.

"My mother's," he said.

An Zhe: "Mrs. Lu?"

"Yeah." Lu Feng said lightly.

His eyes also stayed on the three flowers. After a long time, he looked outside.

Outside the window, the night is dark, with shadows everywhere, and the hexagonal Garden of Eden stands far away next to the artificial magnetic pole.

An Zhe followed his gaze and saw that the Garden of Eden did indeed look like a beehive. His thoughts suddenly moved and he looked back at the three bright red flowers on the bedside. This color and shape were a little familiar to him. They came from a long time ago.

Former Anze's memories of a certain picture album, a common plant when human civilization was still prosperous.

"Rose..." he murmured.

"It's a rose." Lu Feng said lightly.

When the children in his class were free to move around, they would play house and simulate flower planting games, using colored paper of different colors as flowers. However, it seemed that there were real roses in the Garden of Eden.

"Will there be roses in the Garden of Eden?" he asked.

Lu Feng's answer was brief: "No."

Just when An Zhe thought his answer was over, Lu Feng spoke again.

"She likes plants, but there are none in the base." His voice was very calm. "When I was sixteen, I trained in the field and collected some seeds. The lighthouse deemed them safe and gave them to her."

"Then Madam planted it?" An Zhe said.

Lu Feng said: "Yeah."

An Zhe suddenly remembered the sealed plant seeds he saw in the cabinet of Lu Feng's office a month ago. He thought that Lu Feng must attach great importance to his mother. Today at the lighthouse, Mrs. Lu was going to submit some reports. She looked like

A scientific researcher. So he asked: "Is Mrs. Lu a scientist?"

Lu Feng took a while to answer him: "So."

At this moment, Lu Feng suddenly said: "You know the girl from the Garden of Eden."

An Zhe nodded. Lu Feng had already met Lily and he had nothing to hide.

"How much do you know?"

Anzhe guessed that the colonel was asking him how much he knew about the Garden of Eden. He recalled what Lily had said and said, "I know the Rose Declaration."

Lu Feng was seen looking out the window, seeming to be recalling the past.

He said: "It is said that when she was twelve years old, because of her intellectual talent...the base believed that her involvement in scientific research would bring greater contribution to mankind than giving birth, so she was sent to the lighthouse to study."

An Zhe: "That's amazing."

He has always been curious about humans with superior intelligence.

"But then she took the initiative to apply to be transferred back to Eden to assume the responsibility for childbearing and at the same time research improved technology for in vitro embryo cultivation."

An Zhe: "What then?"

"There was no then," Lu Feng said, "It is still the case now."

An Zhe recalled Mrs. Lu's appearance. Even though she was wearing a mask today, her eyes alone left a deep impression on him. He said, "She is beautiful."

Lu Feng said: "Thank you."

Thinking back to what happened during the day today, An Zhe asked again: "Do you have a bad relationship with her?"

Lu Feng: "Not good."

An Zhe blinked: "Why?"

He felt that Lu Feng obviously cared about his mother.

"She always thought I was in the United Front Center, but in the end I chose to go to the Tribunal." Lu Feng said in a calm tone: "Maybe I killed too many people."

An Zhe: "Can't she accept it?"

"It's because I don't want to maintain my relationship with her anymore." Lu Feng picked up the pillow and threw it to An Zhe.

Anzhe hugged the pillow and looked at Lu Feng. Strangely, he understood what he was talking about.

In order to be always correct, always sober, and always indifferent, the judge must completely exile himself - the word "exile" suddenly appeared in An Zhe's mind.

"The Garden of Eden and the Inquisition are doing the opposite," he said, "Is it because you can't be swayed?"

"Shut up." Lu Feng leaned over, took the pillow out of An Zhe's arms, lifted An Zhe up, and put the pillow under his head: "I can't even open my eyes."

An Zhe sank into the soft pillow, his consciousness gradually blurring. He was really sleepy, and he had been trying hard to cheer up tonight.

Before he fell asleep completely, he saw Lu Feng pick up a silver-white box, which was given to Lu Feng by a staff member when they left the lighthouse. An Zhe didn't know what it was, and he felt that he didn't need to know. The colonel always worked hard.

He has his reasons.

An's folded clothes were put aside, and some gray dust fell on the collar. There was no such thing in either the training ground or the lighthouse, but Lu Feng also knew that there was a small-scale chaos in the lighthouse's monitoring during that time.

, so An Zhe’s whereabouts cannot be traced.

Lu Feng withdrew his eyes from it and pressed the button of the suitcase with his finger. The silver suitcase opened, and the white cold air escaped in wisps. Inside the frozen layer was a slender injection, green in color.

Next to the suitcase lay his gun.

After his eyes paused on these two items for a moment, he turned to look at An Zhe, his fingers clasped on the handle of the gun.

at this time.

An Zhe turned over and leaned against him gently.

He fell asleep.

Like a very small animal wrapped in a snow-white quilt, its brows are stretched out, its eyelashes are slightly curled, and its breathing rises and falls, evenly and calmly.

A section of his fingers was exposed under the quilt, and he curled up gently, but in a very relaxed posture, with no nerves tense. He slept here without any vigilance or vigilance, as if sleeping in a...

…a safe place to trust wholeheartedly.

Lu Feng suddenly remembered the day two months ago.

That day was the first time they met. An Zhe looked into his eyes and said to him: "He is not injured."

He has long been used to arguments and denials, and questioning and anger are things he encounters countless times every day.

But it was the first time he saw a pair of eyes like that. He didn't question or puzzle, he was just sad. There was an innocent calmness in the sadness, as if he would accept everything and forgive everything as long as he opened his mouth to tell a reason.

He had ignored anyone's defense before, but that time, he opened the white cloth covering the body to reveal the man's wounds.
Chapter completed!