Sonnet (5) Ling Yi felt weird, not knowing whether he was angry or shy, and continued to prick Lin's arms, burying his entire face into his chest, and wrapping his arms tightly around his waist. Lin Si hugged him back, touching his soft black hair for a moment. The warmth function of the little thing is comparable to that of any kind of furry little animal. After holding it for a while, the whole person is warmed by him. Because they were so close, they were almost pasted together, Lin Si could clearly feel Ling Yi's thumping heartbeat. It is a young, lively, and vigorous, like the grass and branches that stretch wildly after the first flower blooms in spring, young but powerful. —and you protect him, and at the same time be protected by him. Buried for a while, probably feeling a little bored, Ling Yi finally raised his face. He asked, "Lin Si, what did you do today?" Lin Si looked into his eyes, smiling but not fully smiling: "Studying your blood." Ling Yi suddenly became alert— Lin Si was still thinking about his blood as expected! He turned over to make a clear distance from Lin Si. Lin Si gave a low laugh, and the sound of his breath slipped into Ling Yi's ear, causing him to tremble gently. He continued to wriggle away from Lin Si, to protect his blood— he has already taken several tubes away from him, and he will run out of it again! Lin Si grabbed his shoulder from behind. "Enough, no more." Lin Si said. Lingyi turned around, and the beautiful eyes glared at him. At this time, Lin Si's timer "beeped" and the nap time was over. Ling Yi rubbed his eyes: "Then what are you going to do this afternoon?" "I'm going to the fifth district to do a biological material project with Brother Zheng." "What is the use?" "There is very little oxygen on the planet we are going to, and planets without plants will not have a lot of oxygen. Living beings cannot live there." Lin Si put on Ling Yi's coat, buttoned it, and continued, "But we can make a semi-circular protective cover to cover the base. That material is a component of the protective cover, which can gather oxygen inside and exhaust the gas we don’t need. When there is sunlight, it can also produce a lot of things we need." Ling Yi nodded: "When will we get to the planet?" "We have entered the subspace, we will arrive in ten days. So the project is very tight, I will be very busy these few days." Lin Si explained, buttoning the white shirt to the top, and curling up the cuffs. Except for the silver bracelet on the right wrist, there was no other decoration. When his face was expressionless, the whole person looked extremely cold. Ling Yi tilted his head and looked at him. Lin Si asked: "Is the training finished?" Ling Yi nodded: "Can I go to the fifth district with you?" "Yes," Lin Si said lightly, "Your course is just ready. Go there to learn it." Ling Yi didn't know what the course was, but didn't remember to ask, called Lucia, and followed Lin Si around to the fifth district. The center of the experimental area of this project is a wide open production room. On one side is a large reactor with a very complicated structure. The light green liquid is boiling in the transparent tube in the center. The reactor is connected to the high-temperature forming and pilot plant. On the other side are various and dazzling test instruments. There are many experimental data displayed on large and small light screens, all of which are being closely monitored. Lin Si led Ling Yi through the spiral staircase above the production room, into a silver-white corridor, and used iris recognition to open a room with a "dome" door plate. Inside there is another cave, and there are also small corridors and rooms with many equipment that Ling Yi doesn't recognize. They finally entered a room with Zheng Shu in it. Lin's own laboratory and room are as neurotic as they are orderly, while Zheng Shu’s preference is casual, with a little bit of life. The beaker on the table was planted with the cat grass that Ling Yi is very familiar with. Zheng Shu saw him looking at it, and smiled: "Isn't there one in Lin's room?" Ling Yi: "......" Since he pulled it out and planted it back, that cup of cat grass died quickly, and now there is only bare soil in the beaker. Lin Si rubbed his hair and said to Zheng Shu: "I didn't raise it well, it's dead." "Things that are so easy to feed can die?" Zheng Shu laughed, "Did you use the wrong water?" Lingyi was very ashamed. Fortunately, none of them continued this topic, and they were each preparing to start the work at hand. Ling Yi sat on the table next to Lin Si, put on his headphones, and studied the lessons Lin had prepared for him under the guidance of Lucia. When he first started, he was still more attentive, and the four arithmetic operations were also very simple. After learning about it, he started to lose his mind and looked at Lin Si aside. Lin Si raised his eyes seemingly, and gave him a smile. This expression is very dangerous, and it generally means that Lin Si is going to tease him. Ling Yi flattened his mouth and continued to study obediently. "Children's attention is limited," Zheng Shu said: "Ling Ling, if you are bored, you can read the book in the cabinet." Ling Yi glanced up at the bookcase on the side and found some paper books— this is very rare on a spaceship where even the paper has almost disappeared. But with Lin Si on his side, he is still very obedient— watching the course on the light screen all the time. About an hour later, Zheng Shu's bracelet rang, and a short message called him and Lin Si away. There was no one to take care of the little things. After studying for a while, he became bored and decided to look through Zheng Shu's collection. The bookcase is mostly very old poems and novels, and the thick spine looks very shabby after too much time. There was no memory of these books in Ling Yi's mind. He scanned the bookcase up and down, and finally noticed that the rightmost one of the bookcase was not placed, and the spine of the book was slightly tilted outward on the dark red hardcover book. He tiptoed and took down the book. It is a sonnet of Shakespeare. This is a kind of lyric poetry with a beautiful rhythm. It is true that its artistic achievements are very superb, but for Ling Yi it is boring because of the lack of stories. After reading the first page, he began to flip backwards, and planned to put the book back and look at a more interesting one. Just when the little thing's pitiful patience was about to run out, non-printed letters appeared on the page under his hands. The beautiful and straight handwriting attracted Ling Yi's eyes at once. On the right side of the poem, on the blank paper, someone wrote a line like this: "We finally set sail. I can't imagine what I did, what we did." Curiosity prompted Ling Yi to turn down. Sure enough, after turning a few pages, the handwriting appeared again: "Innocent souls appear in my dreams. If their blood is still there, they will surely stain the Voyager's deck." Continue to turn the pages, this time after a longer interval: "I am infected with the virus, thank God, I don't have to linger in the struggle of conscience, I am a guilty person, I should have died. Ling Yi was startled, a little scared, he was about to close the book, but the name of the person he knew the most appeared on the next page. "I saw Lin Si, Lin Si is on the boat, he shouldn't be there, he shouldn't be!" Since the first appearance of the handwriting, it has gradually become frantic. On this page, the fear and frenzy reached its peak, and the pen even pierced the paper. Lingyi's heart was caught by such a line of writing, and he eagerly wanted to turn to the next page where there was writing. But at this moment, there were footsteps outside the door, and Ling Yi always felt that he couldn't let Lin Si know that he saw these things. He remembered Lin Si's eyes after being shaken awake by him at noon today. Very dark and empty. It must have something to do with the things in the notes, although he still doesn't know what it is. He closed the book and put it back where it was. The crimson book was silently hidden in the deepest part of the bookcase. Ling Yi turned on the light screen and went to the math class, thinking that he must finish reading the notes in that book. It's a pity that the little thing didn't find the time when Lin Si and Zheng Shu were not in the room that day, so they had to come again next time. The author has something to say: Early 0v0 ___
Haru's thoughts:
I wanna hug Ling Yi too this isn't fair QAQ
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