Burning because of you [Interstellar]

"I'm that Desmond O'Neal."

Evanlo watched Joe take off his disguise, and his emerald eyes looked straight at him. Except for his demeanor and hair color, he was no different from the Demon O'Neal in his heart.His heart stopped beating for a moment, but in the next second he thought of the message Jill and Mia sent him——Demon should be in the Eden galaxy to attend the giant scorpion research meeting.

The real video and the proof of relatives and friends completely overwhelmed the possibility of the two meeting in the backcountry. Ivanlo was a little disappointed when he saw Joe's eyes. Last time, Joe claimed to know Demon and said that he went to Yi Even the galaxy can't see Demon.

It seems that even after saying so much, Joe still doesn't want to change his style.

Thinking that he put down his guard against this kind of person and showed weakness just now, Evanro felt that his self-esteem was being stabbed ridiculously, and raised the corner of his mouth reluctantly to him: "The disguise is very similar, now I believe you know...or have seen Demon O'Neal."

Demon didn't expect that he didn't believe it, so he froze for a moment, and didn't want to defend himself by saying 'I'm really Demon', he just asked: "Why?"

Joe kept his eyes calm while escaping, so that Ivanlo just wanted to sneer in his heart, and the coldness and meanness in his eyes also shot straight into his eyes without any concealment.

"Demon O'Neal would not be a coward like you." He said coldly.

Demon forgot to blink for a moment, and felt a dull pain in his heart.

The two were still lying on the ground, looking sideways at each other.

Evanlo was depressed by the innocent frankness in Joe's eyes. He wasted the last bit of patience with this person, looking for something that could touch Joe in his mind, and changed the question of "the person he likes" Fa, looking deeply into Joe's eyes for the last time.

"Is there no one you care about?"

Since Joe can do his best to save Niya, even if Niya is not the person he likes, Evanro can also be sure that if a person with an empty heart like Joe cares about who, it must be terrible, and Joe will definitely devote all his attention to it. All involved.

But Evanlo doubted that even if such a person existed, Joe would remain indifferent.

The moment Demon heard the question, what appeared in his mind were battle applications overlapping and appearing on the light screen, and the names on each of them were so clear.

His eyes flickered and shot straight into Ivan Luo's eyes, and he said without hesitation: "You."

I?His attention was all on me?Evanlo couldn't help laughing twice. Looking at the current situation, this kind of talk is bullshit no matter how you think about it. This person seems to be hopeless. He is speechless to this Joe, and he has no interest in beating him up or scolding him.

Evanro even stood up and stretched out his hand to Demon: "Come on, you've reached your limit, and you can't suppress the **** in your eyes at all. Omega pheromones are so powerful."

It is true that Demon is still under the influence of omega pheromones. The emotions aroused by the conflict with Evanlo just now have suppressed him temporarily, but the continuous energy and physical exertion from fighting bugs to now has made him very tired. Omega The effects of pheromones are already secondary.

Demon looked at Ivanlo's hand, and suddenly realized that apart from Giovanni, no one really helped him when he fell.He held that hand, and a strange and awkward feeling came to his heart.

Evanro took him to the cave that Mary said, "Just stay here."

Demon was indeed very tired. He sat in, thought for a while, reached out and handed the mask-shaped mecha to Evanlo, "Return you".

Evanro: "Not for now, this mecha can somewhat isolate some omega pheromones, so that you won't hurt Niya."

This is indeed the reason why Demon has been reluctant to take off his mecha. He nodded, and the mecha covered his whole body again, feeling much better.

Evanro turned around and left when he saw this, and Demon guessed that he might be guarding him instead of him.Although Demon was puzzled by Ivanlo's attitude afterward, he was extremely tired now. When he closed his eyes, he felt that he was constantly spinning in the endless darkness, and he just wanted to have a good sleep.

He fell asleep almost immediately, his breath was steady, but his dreams were restless.

Ivan Luo's words were like a bell roaring in his dream, echoing repeatedly, deafening.

——"You are fucking covered in mud, you deserve it! You say you have no honor, but you dare not even admit it! Don't care about fairness and justice, and laugh at the justice of the majority?? You don't deserve it! You deserve to be depressed when you encounter small things , find a bullshit excuse to be a god, and be stuck in the mud forever! No matter what you have experienced or where you have been, your life will only be a fucking mud!"

——"Yeah, you are so smart that you would choose another way of life. You also know that it is the same wherever you live? Of course it is the same everywhere if you talk nonsense and do nothing! I believe that you are not depressed or useless. Since you only chose one One way of life, why can't you change to another? You are willing to degenerate no matter what, but I still want to find a lover!"

——"Demonon O'Neal is not a coward like you."

Demon was restrained by these words in his dream, almost out of breath.

Choose another life?Continue to go back to the Eden galaxy?What's the difference between robbing spaceships and killing insects to protect them from the Zixing people, and going back to the Eden galaxy to guard the border and kill criminals?At least no one knows him here, and he doesn't feel uncomfortable living alone.

"There are always people who will waste their lives, there is nothing to be ashamed of", the Cixing people may be evasive when they say this, but it is true that Demon does not care about the status of life because of his experience in sanctioning felons.He does not judge people by their origin, respects pain, sympathizes with the weak, does not fear power, does not envy rich and powerful, wins without exultation, loses without fear, he really just chose a path.

But since he thought it through clearly and chose this way, why is he so angry and sad that he wants to cry now?

Shrunk in the mech, Demon felt abandoned and blocked by the whole world. He rejected this kind of closure from the bottom of his heart, as if the real situation in life was cruelly and blatantly abstracted and concretized in front of him.

The tears were completely uncontrollable in the dream, and Demon felt the pain in his chest. He gasped for breath, but his whole body fell into a state of floating, like entering a vacuum black universe, unable to take a breath, unable to shout Make a little sound, and this world seems to last forever.

However, at this moment, the mecha system sounded suddenly: "The main driver's mental state is low, do you want to activate the emergency system?"

Demon had a splitting headache, his hands and feet were numb, and he half-opened his empty eyes, unable to move.

System sound: "Because the main driver lost consciousness, the custom emergency system was activated by default for the 2892nd time."

Demon's will can still vaguely hear the system sound. The so-called first aid system of the mecha may give him an injection, but he only feels that his eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

When he opened his eyes, the world was extremely wide and bright. He felt that he was surrounded by an extremely warm light cluster, and that light enveloped his heart, pulsating like a baby in his arms.

"Ivan," said the light group suddenly, "you still have me."

Demon was floating in the light particles, his mind went blank, and tears suddenly flowed down his cheeks.

It wasn't caused by negative emotions, but a sudden, extremely warm emotion that wasn't even his own.

More than ten years, 2892 times.These are the emotions that Ivanlo has left and superimposed in the neural network of the mech again and again, and all that Demon knows is the number of times he lost consciousness.

Evanro customized the first aid system with the lover that Demon had felt in the neural network before, just thinking about the lover when he lost consciousness again and again, even if he only met once, even if it was just a shapeless phantom, But he still listened to his call and got up again and again, defeating himself time and time again.

"Ivan, I'm waiting for you."

"Ivan, you want to see me."

"Ivan, you are not strong enough."

"Ivan, don't be afraid, I'm always here."

It seems that among the countless emotional imprints, there used to be an alpha with a weak physique, who was a neglected alien among alphas of the same age, and huddled in the dark like himself.

But different from his increasingly silent self, his dark blue pupils were always reflecting a warm light.

In contrast, Demon finally understood why he was angry and sad.The reason why Ivanlo became Ivanlo is because he survived again and again. This is the way of life Ivanlo chose, where falsehood and truth coexist.

But Demon was killed time after time, little by little. He was killed without knowing it, and there was only unexplained grief and indignation left on the body. Looking up at the bottom of the dark well, it was like a wraith bound to the ground.

He thought he had chosen his own life, but in reality he was exiled to the realm of the dead without choosing anything.

Now, Ivanlo's countless states of standing up permeated his chest little by little, pulsating it gently and firmly.

Demon closed his eyes, the tears this time were painless, extremely comfortable and natural, flowing uncontrollably, but he didn't want to stop.

He wanted to help the Zians, and he also wanted to fight alongside Giovanni, and he was still angry at the oppression Omega received.

The glory was not lost, but he closed his eyes without realizing it.

Justice is not ridiculed, but transformed into empathy created by the same source as its own pain.

Fairness, right in front of his eyes, complained about the grief and indignation at the death of Demon.

He's not dead, he's alive.

And... there is someone who wants to go on together.

Demon's heart was clear, and the warmth flowed into his limbs along with the beating of his heart. He floated towards the light source in the soft light.

Although Ivanlo's light is a lover, not everyone can shine like this for a person. The power of Ivanlo's light for a lover is his light, and it has nothing to do with who the light itself is.

Demon could no longer look away.

He longed for this light, longed for Evanlo.He is destined to be attracted to him like this.

He approached slowly, and kissed the light devoutly.

The spirit and flesh are as transparent as being washed by a trickle, and the violent flames that have been hanging independently in the body have suddenly taken root, and the fire streams are scattered all over the body evenly down to every hair, but they are no longer bewildered and rampant, they are just hot, bright and enthusiastic lingeringly.

"Ivano," Demon said softly, stroking the light source, "wait for me."

He lowered his eyes and looked at the endless dark abyss under his feet, and a warm light flashed across his emerald green eyes.

Demon stared at the depths of the abyss, slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and the warm light burned.

He knew that he was no longer Joe, but Demon O'Neill, who would roar and be reborn for what he wanted because of Evanlo's existence.