Today is the Oath Festival. Everyone gathered in the streets to revel or attend various parties. There were only a few people in the restaurant. Boluogo was sitting in the corner with several empty plates in front of him.
"How does it taste?"
Boluogo wiped his lips and asked.
"Not bad, not bad, it's really delicious." Aimu was extremely satisfied.
She was extremely happy, but Boluogo felt uncomfortable. He usually ate very light at night, but after Aimu's plea, he felt that he had just participated in a big eating competition.
"Can I have some more?" Aimu whispered, "I want to taste that."
"No! I can't eat anymore." Boluogo refused sternly.
"Then... how about some wine?"
Aimu was curious about everything. The first thing she did when entering the restaurant was to order every dish on the menu.
"In a sense, you are only three years old!" Bologo retorted, "Minors are not allowed to drink alcohol."
"Huh?" Aimu was stunned, and then said, "But you are an adult."
"You were the one drinking, I was just sharing the feeling." Aimu defended.
"You're trying to be tricky."
"Wait a minute, I'm an alchemy doll, not a human. Human rules don't apply to me, right?"
"The alchemy doll shouldn't have human senses, right?"
Aimu realized that he could not defeat Boluogo, so he stopped completely. Boluogo went to the front desk to pay. Every step he took, he felt that his stomach was falling and heavy. This was the first time that he felt this way.
The two of them were walking on the street... In fact, Boluogo was the only one. On the way, he asked Aimu about the Perpetual Motion Core. Relying on this continuous ether replenishment, Aimu could maintain the release of his own secret energy for a long time.
Luo Ge didn't have to worry about her suddenly running out of aether and falling out of her body.
Aimu is responsible for the maintenance of the virtual domain of the alchemy workshop. When there are many internal problems, she uses the harmonic body to directly penetrate into the machinery and make operational modifications.
"Actually, your secret power can be considered as being able to turn yourself into nothingness and avoid attacks?" Bologo asked.
From this point of view, Amu's secret power is indeed worthy of the school of artifice. It can not only affect the alchemical matrix, but also penetrate matter. It is extremely convenient whether it is to avoid attacks in battle or to penetrate into buildings.
"Huh? The conditions are a bit harsh. If it is an entity, such as a metal weapon, I can dodge it, but if there is ether attached to it, based on the mutually exclusive nature of ether, I will be disturbed and separated."
Aimu's voice rang in his ears. Boluogo himself did not resist Aimu, so Aimu successfully harmonized with himself. Once Boluogo resisted Aimu, his own ether would immediately destroy Aimu.
expulsion.
"Is that so? But it feels like there's nothing wrong with it. These flaws should be filled one by one with promotion."
After Boluogo finished speaking, he felt a little confused.
Aimu's positioning is very strange, and he doesn't know whether Aimu can be promoted like a condenser, but even if she cannot be promoted like a condenser, she can continue to optimize herself and make qualitative changes.
"Um."
Aimu responded, and soon she started laughing again.
"What are you laughing at?" Borlog asked.
"It's nothing, it feels like you are... a huge robot, and I am driving the robot." Aimu said.
It's a strange metaphor. Boluogo thought about it for a while and felt that there was nothing wrong with saying it.
I'm afraid no one would have imagined that there is another person hiding in their body... No, she is not even a human being, a wonderful life.
I don’t know how long I walked around, but the novel scenery became familiar, repetitive, and boring.
Bologna looked at the time, and there was still some time before the end of the night. Bologna guessed that Palmer was on the phone with his fiancée at the moment, and he didn't know what kind of person Palmer's fiancée was.
He actually fell in love with Palmer, and I don’t know what the fiancée was thinking. Are you really not afraid that Palmer, the unlucky guy, will hold you back?
Aimu also didn't make a sound for a long time. She observed everything in the world through Boluogo's eyes.
Suddenly Boluogo stopped and asked Aimu.
"You haven't seen the movie, have you?"
"uh-huh."
"Want to watch a movie?"
Boluogo looked at the movie poster posted on the wall. It was a newly released movie. The cover showed a group of mysterious people in black coats holding bright long swords in their hands. Behind them were gloomy buildings.
"This is..."Night Hunter"?" Boluogo exclaimed in shock.
"Oh, this book has been made into a movie!"
Aimu became even more excited.
Ever since Bologna and Aimu mentioned the movie, she has always been very curious about it, let alone the movie adapted from "Night Hunters".
"Wanna see?"
"good!"
Borogo looked at the poster again. This is supposed to be a bloody and scary movie. Doesn't it stand to reason that there shouldn't be some family-friendly movies released during the Oath Festival?
After walking into the cinema, it didn't take long for Boluogo to walk out with a disappointed look on his face. Today was the Oath Festival, and the movie tickets had already been sold out.
"Sorry," Boluogo comforted, "I forgot to book tickets in advance for the festival."
In fact, Boluogo has only been out of prison for a year. He understands the world, but he has been out of touch with it for too long. Even if he tries hard to catch up, there are still deviations in some details.
"Nothing." Aimu replied.
Boluogo sat on a bench on the street and communicated with Aimu in his mind.
Sometimes passers-by would pass by, and everyone would look at Boluogo with curiosity and doubt, wondering why this man was still alone on the Day of the Oath. Not to mention being alone, he was still talking to himself, like
Suffering from mental illness.
From this point of view, Bologo does look like a psychopath. He communicates with voices that only he can hear.
"Speaking of which, why did you think of taking me out?" Aimu asked, "Why is it today? Is it because today is the Oath Festival?"
"This has nothing to do with the Oath Festival..." Boluogo thought for a moment and replied, "Isn't today your birthday?"
"so?"
"You need a birthday gift for your birthday."
Boluogo felt that this was a matter of course. Even he had a gift from Adele, so Aimu should also have it.
"Is this my birthday gift?"
"Hmm, it happened suddenly, so this is all I can do...just treat it as a thank you gift for cooking for me."
After Boluogo finished speaking, he thought of something again and raised his head to look at the night sky.
The night sky was dyed slightly dark red by the gorgeous lights on the ground, and all the starlight retreated behind the clouds, as if there was no movement of stars in this city and time had stagnated here.
"But... this is a secret, Aimu." Boluogo reminded.
"A secret that only you and I know?"
"That's right, but be sure not to let TEDA know about it, and neither can anyone other than TEDA." Boluogo emphasized again.
Tonight's decision went against Boluogo's style. He didn't think he was a gentle or kind person, but in that situation, his mood couldn't help but parallel that of Aimu.
Putting himself into Aimu's perspective, Boluogo felt as if he was stuck in the mud and it was difficult to get out. He couldn't bear the predicament Aimu was in. For this reason, he made efforts and took her to escape from there, although it was only limited to
Tonight.
Suddenly, Boluogo remembered something, sat up from the bench, and walked towards the dark neighborhood without saying a word.
Tonight's carnivals are all gathered in and around the agreement area. There are also activities in other cities, but they are far less lively than here. Therefore, as soon as you leave the agreement area, the city changes back to its original appearance.
Aimu didn't ask where Boluogo was going. She was very satisfied tonight, and everything she saw kept impacting her soul.
"I've seen this statement before in books."
While Borogo was advancing, Aimu said in Borogo's mind.
"Human childhood is always long, but after adulthood, time becomes very fast, as if ten years have passed in the blink of an eye...
When you are a baby, your world is only a small room. When you are a child, your world is the neighborhood where you live. When you grow up, the world is your streets, then cities, and countries.
,mainland……"
Aimu's voice was very soft, like he was telling Boluogo a bedtime story, or like a child who was tired from playing, leaning on the sofa and murmuring constantly.
"The book says that human memory is based on anchor points. Human beings will not clearly remember the details of every day, but they will remember those important days.
In human childhood, new things are discovered every day, and the world is constantly expanded.
Every day is an important day, so every day has an anchor point dropped and inserted into the timeline of life.
In childhood, every day is filled with such anchors, making every day very meaningful and impressive. However, after adulthood, there is nothing new in this world for humans.
Human beings may not put in an anchor for several years or decades, so this long period of time has been blurred."
"The days of childhood are clearly visible, but the days of the past are blurred... Is that why humans feel that time flies so fast after they reach adulthood?"
Boluogo murmured in a low voice. He was slightly touched by Amu's statement. The long time in the dark prison now seemed like a blink of an eye, but the time when he joined the army was extremely clear every day.
"What a long night."
Aimu expressed such emotion.
Neither of them spoke. They walked away from the bustle of the agreement area and walked into the gray darkness. After a long time, Aimu couldn't help but ask.
"Where are we going? Send me back?"
"No, another place."
Boluogo said and looked into the distance. The parking lot still looked desolate, with a few scattered old cars parked there, and not even a single person could be seen on the steps beside it.
Today is the Oath Festival, and everyone has entered the carnival, but there are still some people who turn their backs on the crowd and still stick to their posts.
The old projectionist was drowsy in the booth, and the projector projected light and shadow on the huge screen.
"Looks like we've caught up."
Boluogo found a suitable place to sit on the stairs, and bursts of noise came from the front.
Aimu didn't say anything. She was completely attracted by the story played on the screen and didn't care about the simple environment at all.
In the movie theater in the parking lot, Boluogo sat alone on the steps. The light and shadow reflected his face palely, and the slender shadow extended into the endless darkness.
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My back hurts, I’ll just update for now, I’m really sorry!!!!!