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“Helo, I don't think Shayero will still be here. But look at this. ”
A hand put on his shoulder and pulled him out of the vortex of memories.
Helo blinked, turned around, and Nightingale shook a small camera in his hand .
He grabbed it, charged it up with the conductive plate he carried with him, and pressed the playback button. He saw the figure of a young man for the first time. He was lying on a recliner with his back to the camera. , A person lowered his head and leaned on him. Movement.
“Brother...it hurts, ah...”
The familiar voice sounded coldly in an almost □□ tone, and a weird atmosphere filled the entire silent space for a while. Everyone looked at him with a strange look in their eyes, and then they leaned in at the same time.
His face suddenly warmed up as quickly as it was boiling, and he bit his head and remained silent to prove that there was no strange content recorded in it-it was just the scene of Shayero tattooing him when he was fourteen years old. It was a birthday gift he begged for. Have a tattoo like Shayero as his bar mitzvah. Although it's a little early.
But as recorded here, because of the unbearable pain, he cried out in shame.
But only this time, Shayero did not "protect” him, and chose to do it himself.
“Let me do it. ”
“Brother...I don't want it anymore...”
“Don't move, good boy...my little Helo has changed from a boy to a man. ”
The slender man in the camera pressed his knees against the boy's waist, the scale pattern in the white shirt faintly revealed, and the undulating back muscles looked like a ferocious lizard dormant. But his movements are so elegant, his well-knotted fingers hold a laser pointer, and he carves winding and meticulous brushstrokes along the spine of the person under him, both like aggression and possession.
The sound of ”Zi Zi" overflowed the screen and penetrated into the eardrum.
Helo seemed to feel the burning sensation clearly again, as unforgettable as the memory left to him by Shayero.
He was curled up under him in shame, trembling uncontrollably.
It was not because of fear, but because he was so excited by the pain given by Shayero himself.
It's just that he never expected that Shayero would record this kind of moment. Although the video could not reveal his secret, he pressed the stop button in a series of “tsk tsk tsk” exclamations.
“I didn't expect the chief to be so egged on...”
Eagle scratched his nose, staring at the screen with a flushed face and ears, unable to move his eyes, his eyes full of interest.
“Hey, what are you doing to turn it off? This may be an important clue to finding Shayero. Take a look at the back, maybe you have recorded the content after you came here. "Ando approached unhappily, then stretched out his hand and pressed the play button.
“Woo......ah! ”
"Good boy...”
Eagle burst out laughing with a puff, retracted his hand, and was slammed on the forehead by Helo. He took a step back, his body hit the bulkhead, and the hull suddenly made a terrible cracking sound, and a c***k appeared above them.
“Let's go out! ”
The nightingale shouted. As soon as the voice fell, a piece of debris collapsed towards Eagle's head off guard. Helo kicked him to the side and raised his hand to block him. The laser shield that automatically popped up on the mechanical wrist guard blocked most of the ruins of the hull for him, but his thigh was still scratched by one of the sharp edges of the blade, penetrating the extremely tough protective clothing.
Without time to check the wounds, they crawled out of the ruins one after another. When he returned to the vicinity of his warship, the belated severe pain hit like lightning, making Helo almost unsteady on his feet.
One of his legs was dripping with blood, and his protective clothing was broken.
But injury is not the worst, it is exposure to unknown alien matter.
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“I'll help you to the medical area! ”
The young man who escaped from the dead grabbed him, who was standing unsteadily, and did not allow him to refuse, so he hugged him horizontally and rushed into the warship quickly. Listening to the heartbeat of the other person's chest like a drum in his ears, Helo had mixed feelings in his heart.
So far, only Shayero has hugged him like this. Now he has grown into a 21-year-old man. If Shayero still does this to him, he will feel embarrassed, but now he is held in the arms of a hairy boy in his teens, which makes him feel embarrassed.I feel a little weird .
Before Eagle stood still, Helo staggered up and lay down in the medical cabin.
A burst of disinfectant mist sprayed head-on, Helo had to close his eyes tightly, pursed his lips, and let the robotic arms strip his clothes in half.
The mist was steaming under the transparent glass hatch, making the naked/exposed body of the young man looming. He was lying on his side, blood dripping down his thighs, which was shocking.
This posture was particularly attractive. The adolescent boy thought of the picture in the camera and subconsciously turned his head, but Yu Guang drilled into the glass cabin as if he was hooked by a hook.
Of course, the body of that person suffering from albinism is not perfect, but anyone who looks at it at this time will feel that what is in front of him is not a living person, but a work of art made of ice sculpture. It is fragile as if it will shatter at the touch, but the shattered posture must be thrilling, fierce and beautiful.
Eagle stretched out his hand and looked through the glass at the flirtatious flying fish tattoo on the back of the person in front of him. The special silver dye makes the tiny scales flicker faintly in the dark, like a living thing that will jump up at any time-of course, if you ignore the steel nails that are nailed one by one along the young man's convex spine.
What kind of obsession can support a person to undergo such a high-risk body transformation surgery?
Cut the entire spine out of the body and nail it with artificially cultivated tissue?
He couldn't even think about what kind of pain the other party would suffer if those steel nails were loose or aging.
It's all for being able to adapt to the harsh environment of outer space, for that person.
He was inexplicably curious about the man who tattooed Helo one stroke at a time in the video.
What's his name?
Shayero?
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