desire reconciliation

Chapter 57

His eyes hadn't been in contact with the light source for a long time, and everything in front of him was blurry when he opened it again. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, trying to see the man in front of him clearly. For a while, he didn't know what to say.

He was still fixed on the driver's chair in the mecha operating room. Uriah, dressed in black, was standing in front of him at this moment, leaning on the operating platform, not in a cold and abstinent manner in front of the military personnel, but in front of the army. Lancelot often has a flirtatious look in front of him.

But whether it is the former or the latter, it is not obvious that he is in distress at all. On the contrary, he looks more like he is on vacation. The neckline is open casually. Although the clothes on his body are military uniforms, this person insists on wearing a casual feeling. .

Lancelot moved his wrist slightly, and pressed the button to cancel the fixation. The fixing device on his body did not move at all. He thought that the mecha had just entered a dormant state due to a long period of inactivity, and then he pressed the start button again. There was no response, and only then did I realize that even the start button didn't work.

Uriah saw his intentions and said, "The magnetic field on this planet is too strong, and the electronic equipment including the mechs have failed."

Uriah squatted down and operated the manual adjustment panel on the side of the driver's seat. Not long after, the locking device was released with a "click".

He got up and walked towards the door of the operating room. Lancelot was taken aback when he saw him leave without saying a word, and then quickly got up to follow.

But before he took two steps, he felt his eyes darken, and he was so dizzy that he couldn't stand still, and he staggered and threw himself on the back of the man in front of him.

The air froze for a few seconds, and Lancelot only felt that he must be stupid now.

If Uriah's actions so far can still be regarded as accidents, Lancelot's next actions are a little confusing.

After throwing himself on the man, Lancelot unexpectedly wrapped his arms around Uriah from behind to the front, giving him a solid bear hug.

Lancelot was shocked by his actions, and so was Uriah.

"I haven't seen you for two months, why are you so active?"

Even though his back was turned to the person behind him, Uriah peeked at the hands wrapped around his waist, still felt that the temperature in the operating room seemed a little high, so he touched the tip of his nose guiltily.

After Uriah finished speaking, there was still no sign of letting go of the hands around his waist.

"...Long time no see!" Lancelot forced out a sentence.

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Leah was also taken aback for a moment, and before she could recover, she replied, "...Long time no see?"

He seemed to have noticed something, and the playfulness in his tone became a little stronger

"Why, have you improved your skills? In the past, you would have been so ashamed to avoid me for several meters."

"I..." The voice from behind was pitifully small.

"What's wrong?" Uriah asked without any "sympathy".

"I lost the bet," Lancelot admitted quite simply.

Uriah felt that the strength of hugging him had increased a little, and smiled: "Well, I already know."

"You're cheating."

"Why did I explode?" Uriah wanted to turn around, but the force exerted on his waist did not decrease at all. It seemed that he didn't want him to turn around.

"I just wanted to see you just to make sure you're safe."

"I didn't say that you want to see me for other reasons, so why do you think you want to see me?" Uriah's smile remained unabated in his words, and his tone was full of tenderness.

He choked on Lancelot's words, and he didn't say anything for a long time. The two of them stuck close together, and he was a little afraid that Uriah would hear his heartbeat beating like a drum.

"Haven't hugged enough?" Uriah teased.

Lancelot was a little embarrassed: "...I...I'm a little unstable." He is really unstable now, and he still can't figure out why.

Could it be because she was so excited to see Uriah...

Lancelot, you are too disappointing!He has scolded himself many times in his heart.

"Do you know why you can't stand still?"

"why?"

Uriah was helpless: "Hungry."

Only then did Lancelot realize that he had hypoglycemia after not eating for a long time.

Uriah: "I'll go get you nutritional supplements, and we'll go out after your physical strength recovers."

Lancelot let go of his hand slowly. He seemed to be recovering a bit. At least it wasn't because he was too excited to see Uriah that he couldn't stand still. He could accept such a reason.

Where no one saw, the black military jacket was pressed out with folds of different shades.

Uriah took three steps at a time and made two steps at a time. The pure black clothes on his body outlined tight muscle lines, making his legs appear more slender. The storage box for storing nutrients in the operating room could not be opened due to the interruption of energy supply. Uriah had to be opened by fully physical means

that storage box.

The completely physical method is actually to open with brute force.

Opening it with brute force is said to be light, but this is the second-ranked mecha in the entire empire. The strength and hardness of the material used and the fineness of the welding are among the best. It took Uriah a long time to open the locker. Pull out a gap of about five centimeters.

Lancelot was still standing there, looking at Uriah who was a few steps away. Although Uriah looked the same as usual, he was keenly aware of the slightest abnormality.

He took a few steps forward to stop Uriah's movement, and as expected, just as his hand touched the forearm of Uriah's right hand, the man's body trembled slightly.

"Injured?" Lancelot asked.

Uriah clutched his forearm and didn't speak, which was a tacit consent.

Lancelot pushed people aside, and continued to force himself against the rock-solid storage box.

It has to be said that Uriah is still stronger than Lancelot even if he is injured.

Uriah tore open a gap of about five centimeters in twos and threes. It was Lancelot's turn. He was so tired and sweaty that he finally made the distance between the locker and the wall reach the width of his arm.

Lancelot reached in instead of taking the nearest nutrient, but stretched his arm further in to reach the first aid kit.

With the first aid kit in one hand, he dragged Uriah back to the operating chair.

"Take off your clothes."

Uriah:?

Uriah: "This...isn't that good."

Lancelot frowned: "Are you an innocent girl? Why are you shy, let me see your wound."

Unexpectedly, I haven't seen each other for two months. This person will hit him all kinds of straight balls when we meet, and he can't even catch them.

Uriah tried to get away with it: "Small injury, nothing serious."

Lancelot reached out and grabbed Uriah's arm, and he deliberately exerted more strength. Uriah took a breath of cold air after being grabbed by him.

"Is this a minor injury?"

At the moment, Uriah is like a student who was caught in an exam, sitting obediently on the operating chair without saying a word.

"Can you take it off?" Lancelot's tone was a bit harsh, and he really imitated Uriah's original appearance when he was calling him.

Uriah wanted to prevaricate a few more words, but raised his head to meet Lancelot's eyes, swallowed back the words that came to his lips, and honestly began to roll up his sleeves.

He thought it would be enough to just roll up his sleeves, but Lancelot insisted on letting him take off his upper body, so as not to hide any injuries by him.

Lancelot frowned when he saw the horrific scars all over his body, and those scars were almost side by side, shocking.

Uriah subconsciously covered it with his clothes: "It's all old wounds from before, and they've all healed."

Lancelot couldn't see that those scars were obviously added recently. Even if they had healed, the scars left behind were still trembling.

After checking around, fortunately, only the right forearm had the deepest wound on his body, and the rest of the wounds had almost healed.

Lancelot didn't know whether to feel distressed or to say that this person had a big heart: "It's called a small injury like this. Our Marshal is really courageous."

Uriah smiled and said, "Thank you, thank you."

Lancelot: "I'm not praising you, what's going on, why did you get hurt like this?"

Lancelot squatted on the ground and applied medicine to Uriah's wounds. He stared intently at those wounds, for fear that he would not be able to resist taking another look at this perfectly proportioned figure, which added scars and even made it more sexy.

"It's really not a big deal. You see, I'm fine now. If there is a problem, I will tell you."

After taking the medicine, Lancelot threw the clothes to Uriah, almost fleeing to get away from this sinful place.

He went back to the storage box, reached in and took out one nutritional supplement, and the remaining nine were still lying quietly inside.

He glanced back and confirmed that Uriah had put on his clothes, then he turned around and walked to Uriah, and handed him the nutritional supplement.

The two of them quickly finished drinking a nutritional supplement, and Lancelot's head was not as dizzy as before.

Because the energy supply in the mecha was interrupted, the light in the entire operating room was very dim. After Uriah finished drinking, he stared at Lancelot. Lancelot also noticed the burning gaze, and wherever he went, His eyes followed him from time to time, and finally he leaned halfway on the console and coughed lightly.

"Where is this now? What's the situation outside?"

Uriah's gaze still didn't hold back in the slightest, just sticking to Lancelot's body, like a beast that hasn't eaten meat for a long time, greedily enjoying its prey.

"Stop sitting and resting for a while?" Uriah asked.

There is only one driver's chair in the operating room, and the only one sitting in the driver's seat is Uriah, who looks like a gentleman, with his legs open casually and his hands resting on the handle of the chair.

Lancelot was about to ask him where to sit when Uriah stood up.

"I don't compete with the wounded for positions."

Uriah walked around behind him without saying anything, and before Lancelot could react, his feet were already off the ground and he was picked up.

"I knew you would say that, just sit together."

Before they finished speaking, the two of them sat in the driver's seat. The seat of the driver's seat can only accommodate one person, so Lancelot is now sitting on Uriah's lap.

When he was a child in the palace, he was hugged by his mother and told stories.The time Uriah brought him back from the auction to be unconscious was hugged, and he was hugged when he was temporarily marked before...

"You let me go."

Lancelot's face turned as red as a shrimp again. He wanted to break free, but he dared not make any effort, for fear of hitting Uriah's wound again.

But with such a small struggle, Uriah has done enough tricks.

I don't know if it's Lancelot's illusion or because they are too close, but Uriah's voice from behind is low and very alluring.

"Don't move around, my wound hurts, just sit for a while."

He was holding Uriah just now, and now Uriah is holding him again, but why was he embarrassed both times.

Some hot breath sprayed on the neck and shoulders, Lancelot's whole body was stiff and he dared not move.

Uriah also felt that the person on his body was as stiff as a piece of wood, and there was no tenderness in the arms of a beauty.

His hands were dishonestly wandering around the waist of the person in his arms. Uriah had only one thought in his mind now, "sit in the arms without messing up" is all a lie. The person who wrote these words has never experienced what he is doing now. Kind of gentle country.

However, this trick was indeed effective. Lancelot only focused on grabbing the two dishonest hands, and his body softened unconsciously.

Feeling that Lancelot should be sitting comfortably, Uriah spoke about their current situation.

The planet they are on now has an unbalanced magnetic field for some unknown reason, and their mechs must have malfunctioned and landed here because of this reason.The information transfer station is next door to this planet, and Uria speculates that the problem with the information transfer station should also be related to the imbalance of the magnetic field of this planet.

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The size of this planet is not large. During the eight days that Uriah was trapped on this planet, he tried to try his luck around it, looking for a supply station.

There are very few planets with an atmosphere in the interstellar world that allow humans to survive without any protective equipment. Generally, there are such planets, and there will be material supply stations for neighboring countries or interstellar pirates on them.

Uriah centered on his landing point and searched for clues to the north and west on the first day and the second day, but unfortunately nothing was gained.

It wasn't until the third day, after he walked south for an hour or so, that he found traces of human activity.

There is a lot of wind and sand on this planet, and there are almost no green plants to be seen, and the footprints formed by the places you walk will soon be filled by the wind and sand, and the place Uriah discovered on the third day is not just a supply station. Simple, he was directly encountered by mine.

The so-called mine is an organized and large-scale exploitable resource mine approved by the government of the planet.

The mines in the interstellar era are not the same as those in the earth era. The mines dug down on some planets are not necessarily rock ore, but may also be underground creatures. This part of the hole dug to catch underground creatures is also called It is a mine, usually prefixed with the word "creature".

The mine that Uriah discovered looked like an ordinary energy stone mining mine. He thought he had seen hope, but when he walked into the mine, he found that it had long been deserted and nothing was left.

Without material supplies, Uriah only has ten nutritional supplements on the rack. His daily range of activities should not be too large. Only by maintaining his physical strength can he reduce material consumption. The extra journey on the third day is already within his reach. out of plan.

On the fourth day, he walked further into the mine, but still did not find any valuable information, but he walked eastward around the mine, and found another building.

The architectural style of that building was very similar to the research institute of the military department. He didn't know why there was such a building next to a mine, or on such a barren and remote small planet.

He has tried to enter that building, without success without exception. The building seems to have been unmaintained for a while, but this time should not be too long, at most half a year, because the inspection device for entering the building is still working, Uriah has seen the power supply equipment of that device before, if no one maintains it for a long time, it can last up to half a year

, the effective operation will enter the dormant period after half a year, and the last stored energy will be used for data maintenance.

The effective information ends here, and Uriah tried to find other clues for the next few days, but there was no progress. Then this morning, he planned to go to the research institute to try his luck again as usual, but before he had gone for a long time, the planet suddenly After a shock, Uriah thought it was an earthquake at first, but after a while he realized that something had hit the planet again.

Uriah moved forward in the direction of the sound. The strong wind stirred up sand and dust, and the sky was full of dust. The pure white mech lay quietly on this planet that no one cares about.

All the ups and downs and all the coincidences seem to exist for this moment.

Everything seems to have become eternity in this moment of reunion.

It was a giant white monster in the wind and sand, and it also had someone he wanted to see.