imperial conquest plan

Chapter 60 Imperial Memory Fragments

Seven years ago, the day before the Windu Cathedral massacre.

An Lan was lying on the bed alone, with a book covering her face, and several electronic photos were projected on the desk in the room. In one of the photos, a young female student in school uniform was hugging An Lan's neck from behind.

A hand suddenly lifted the book on An Lan's face, and sat on An Lan's bed.An Lan was awakened by the sudden sense of light, he frowned, opened his eyes, and Guan Huai's face came into view.

Guan Huai said, "Still sleeping, how long have you been sleeping?"

An Lan felt irritated for a while, he turned over and closed his glasses again: "What are you doing?"

Guan Huai leaned against the head of the bed, gently stroking An Lan's hair, and said softly, "Don't lock yourself in the room."

An Lan just finished attending her sister's funeral this morning, and her mind and body were almost exhausted.A person who was very important to him suddenly disappeared in his life without leaving any trace.An Lan just lay on the bed for a whole day, her eyes were empty.

Recently, Guan Huai came to accompany An Lan every day, and he helped An Lan to do everything that An Lan was too lazy to deal with, but his comfort did not bring any improvement to An Lan.

Guan Huai's eyes flickered, and he suddenly turned over, put his arms around An Lan's side, and looked down at him: "Don't you hate him?"

An Xi was involved in a political conspiracy and was framed, the two knew each other well.

An Lan was taken aback, turned around and looked at Guan Huai, for a moment, his eyes flashed with anger, pushed him away and sat up, went to the desk and sat down, said coldly: "I don't know what you mean."

Guan Huai smiled and said, "You still hate him."

An Lan: "So?"

Guan Huai got up and walked behind An Lan, wrapped his arms around his neck, and breathed ambiguously in his ear: "Some people don't deserve to live in this world at all."

An Lan didn't want to continue this topic from the bottom of her heart, and wanted to take Guan Huai's hand off her neck, but Guan Huai's arm tightened and lifted An Lan's neck, with a secret light in his eyes: "Don't you want revenge? ?"

An Lan's thoughts stopped for two seconds. After he realized it, he knew that Guan Huai had hinted at him.An Lan gave a "tsk", pushed him away, stood up, and said impatiently, "Stop talking."

An Lan, who had his back turned to Guan Huai, didn't see it. Guan Huai's eyes blazed with madness, and his laughter sounded behind him: "If there is no one to eliminate them, there will be more and more people like that. Yes, they are like moths, sooner or later they will erode the so-called justice."

An Lan turned around: "Then you think I should do this?"

Guan Huai: "Someone has to do it, right?"

An Lan sneered slowly: "I do hate him very much. It would be better if he died. But this is not something that can be solved by head-to-head. Don't tell me you don't even know this."

Guan Huai fell silent, his whole body buried in the shadows.

An Lan said: "Thank you for helping me these few days, but I hope you don't come anymore. Do you think it's really interesting for us to be together?"

After An Lan finished speaking, she opened the door and wanted to leave, but Guan Huai's eyes flashed cold and sharp.Guan Huai walked up quickly, pressed An Lan's hand that opened the door, and reached out to turn An Lan's face around. His eyes flickered, his pupils shrank, and his irises were covered with green silk threads in an instant.

The moment he met Guan Huai's eyes, An Lan only felt a roar in his head, his consciousness gradually went away, and the spirit disappeared from his eyes little by little.Guan Huai pressed against An Lan's forehead, and slowly stretched out his tentacles towards his spiritual world. His deep voice seemed to be singing a magic voice in An Lan's ears, which made his heart suddenly rise with hatred and anger.

An Lan's spiritual world began to stretch out tiny branches, and the seeds of despair and resentment made his spiritual net full of barbs.An Lan's thoughts gradually faded away, and only Guan Huai's muttering like a mantra was left in his ears.However, An Lan's face revealed a look of pain for a moment. He pushed Guan Huai fiercely, pressed his head in pain, gasped heavily, visually colorful.

As soon as Guan Huai gritted his teeth, An Lan's mental resistance was stronger than he imagined!

Guan Huai rushed up to hold An Lan's limbs, An Lan's spirit was stimulated, and there were already signs of mania, and he might not be able to handle it if he continued like this.Guan Huai stretched out his thinking tentacles again, and a light green arc lightning flashed from the connection of the dense spiritual network.Guan Huai found the factor of hatred in An Lan's chaotic spiritual world, and the light green arc engulfed it, and those white factors began to multiply rapidly, invading An Lan's spiritual world wantonly.

An Lan growled in pain, and the bloodshot eyes became even worse. He wanted to push away Guan Huai who was manipulating him, but with a slight movement, his headache was splitting. Guan Huai's tentacles of thinking were like sharp needles, confusing his thinking It was a mess.

When An Lan opened his eyes again, brown spots appeared around his pupils. He roared violently, rushed towards Guan Huai, and punched him in the face. When he got to the fruit knife on the coffee table, the knife twirled around in his hand, and the blade ruthlessly pierced into Guan Huai's abdomen——

"Cha-!"

The huge pain caused Guan Huai's healing to fluctuate. He turned over and held down his bleeding abdomen. The blood flowed to the floor along his fingers. He trembled from the pain, but he still tried his best to control his mental tentacles.

An Lan drew out the knife and wanted to continue attacking, but his head hurt more and more, countless images flashed in his mind, Barton's hideous face, An Xi covered in blood, the coffin lid slowly closed, tearing His nerves and what was left of his sanity.

An Lan dropped the knife tremblingly, looking at the blood on the ground in a daze.Guan Huai clutched his bleeding abdomen, gritted his teeth and continued to heal An Lan in reverse. Finally, with the help of Guan Huai's tentacles of thinking, the factor of hatred successfully occupied An Lan's entire mind. Guan Huai withdrew the tentacles of thinking and completely collapsed on the ground.

Guan Huai pressed his bleeding abdomen, gasped and tremblingly looked at An Lan, who had a calm face and dull eyes, and smiled coldly.

An Lan's eyes moved, and his indifferent and empty eyes were gradually covered by uncontrollable anger and hatred. The hatred and killing intent towards Barton had completely occupied every corner of his mind.An Lan didn't even look at the bright red patch of Guan Huai in front of her upper abdomen, opened the door, and left without looking back.

An Lan on the bed suddenly opened his eyes. He stared sleepily at the light shining into the room, and slowly sat up, revealing his naked and tight upper body.

An Lan slept in an uneasy sleep like never before, his head was groggy, and he had a strange dream, the content of the dream was distorted and complicated, and his head became dizzy as soon as he thought about it, he couldn't remember it at all.

An Lan looked at the electronic calendar beside the bed, and thought of the end date of the military exercise that Qi Ling said before, it seems to be today.

A few days ago, An Lan saw part of the live broadcast of the military exercise for the public. Seeing Qi Ling surrounded by his partners and cheering, An Lan felt a sense of loss.

He will come.

An Lan rubbed her hair, turned over and got out of bed. After washing, she half-lyed on the sofa boredly, watching TV absently.

There is a rather boring dating show on TV. In order to create a gimmick, one party chooses the person he likes, and then announces the compatibility between the two. If the compatibility is not enough, they can only say goodbye.

At this time, a guide was complaining dissatisfiedly, "Why is my compatibility with him so low", which caused a burst of booing from the audience, and An Lan raised her hand to turn off the TV.

An Lan thought of Qi Ling's ever-increasing compatibility with himself, and he always had doubts in his heart. Whenever he asked about the above things, Qi Ling was basically suspicious.Always spending time in such uneasiness, An Lan gradually had a clearer idea in his heart.

The combination fever that just happened to be missed every time, the increasing compatibility, Qi Ling's shock, those strange genetic books in his library... Thinking of these, An Lan felt upset, but the more upset, Instead, he wants to understand more and more, everything about Qi Ling.

Moreover, the gap in strength between Qi Ling and Qi Ling during the military exercise made An Lan's uneasiness soar.

An Lan didn't expect that all this would come so soon.

In the evening, Qi Ling came back without saying hello. As soon as An Lan opened the door, she felt that something was wrong——

The smell of Qi Ling's pheromone is unprecedentedly strong, so strong that it seems to be dissipating in the air, making An Lan's head dizzy all of a sudden.The smell of Qi Ling's pheromone is so similar to the smell that caused his fusion fever. An Lan stood at the door and stared at Qi Ling. Every inch of Qi Ling's exposed skin could make her feel passionate at this moment .

Qi Ling also realized that An Lan's pheromone was very attractive to him. He thought that after so many hours, the alienation should have passed, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

Qi Ling coughed: "Go in first?"

Qi Ling went in and closed the door. Before the door was completely closed, An Lan had already pushed her up, her hot breath blew into his ear: "What did you do again?"

Qi Ling: "Nothing."

An Lan began to imprint hickeys on Qi Ling's shoulders, and lifted the hem of Qi Ling's jacket with her hands. Her cold fingers touched Qi Ling's marking points. Qi Ling trembled slightly, and then came back to her senses. I was almost run away by An Lan just now, so I turned around suddenly to block An Lan's face: "Wait!"

An Lan's tongue slipped through Qi Ling's fingers, and she didn't intend to listen to Qi Ling's words at all.Qi Ling impatiently pressed An Lan to the floor, his breathing was short of breath: "I have something to tell you!"

An Lan turned over and changed positions: "Let's talk."

Qi Ling sat up with his arms propped up, his eyes dodged a little: "I have kept something from you for a long time..."

An Lan's heart tightened, and she was silent for a while, with a slight displeasure in her tone: "Now you plan to talk to me?"

After the incident of the exercise, Qi Ling didn't feel that he could be so lucky every time. He could become a special shape anytime, anywhere.Maybe in front of An Lan, maybe in front of everyone.Besides, Ai Fei's words really woke him up.

Qi Ling held An Lan's waist with both hands, pouted slightly and said, "Let's say it first, you can't get too angry."

It seems that he is certain that he will be angry, An Lan said: "Okay."

Qi Ling took a deep breath, looked at the face that he wanted to love and invade fiercely, and said what he had been holding back for a long time in his heart: "Do you still remember when the Golden Shield triggered your union? The hot one."

An Lan's eyes moved.

"That person is me." Qi Ling hugged him tightly, "An Lan, this is the last thing I will keep from you. I am a stranger..."

Unexpectedly, An Lan interrupted in a deep voice: "I know."

Now it was Qi Ling's turn to be dazed: "...you know?"

An Lan stood up, sat on the sofa, and said in a dull voice, "I guess, it's an alien, right?"

Qi Ling's heart ached immediately, and he said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I should have told you earlier."

An Lan didn't want to answer Qi Ling, he didn't want to say a word, he didn't even want to hear those two words from Qi Ling's mouth.An Lan's mind is messed up. Although he has made countless assumptions, he still can't believe himself, and always uses the tiny probability to convince himself.But now, Qi Ling admits that everything has come true inexplicably. Qi Ling's illusory figure and existence make An Lan seem to fall into a whirlpool. He needs time to digest this matter and calm down.

Qi Ling sat on the edge of the sofa: "Don't do this."

"What did your dad say? Does he have a way?"

Qi Ling was silent, and An Lan knew that this meant there was no other way. Thinking of this, he clenched his fists tightly.Qi Ling pulled his shoulder and said anxiously: "Don't do this!"

An Lan rushed forward suddenly, and Qi Ling was caught off guard and was crushed on the sofa. Before he could say anything, the intoxicating and suffocating overwhelming kiss fell down.Qi Ling clasped An Lan's head with his backhand, his lips and tongue penetrated deeply, and the sticky water stains burst out the two people's endless desire for each other. The two kissed each other almost with all their strength, invading every inch of each other's mouth, leaving their own scent And traces, vented all the dissatisfaction, despair and love.

The kiss lasted for more than ten minutes, and after the end, both of them were in a trance.An Lan lowered her head and hugged Qi Ling tightly, and let out a sad smile from her throat: "I think it's because I'm too used to you...you dare to hide it from me..."

"It's my fault." Qi Ling patted An Lan's shoulder helplessly, "You are my boyfriend, is it wrong to spoil me?"

"...why did you tell me now?"

Qi Ling stuffed his throat: "If the endings of the aliens are the same...I don't want you to know..."

An Lan grabbed Qi Ling's collar, her clear black pupils were full of anger: "Then what are you going to do?!!! If you are right in front of my eyes..."

An Lan couldn't say the word "disappear".

Feeling the trembling of An Lan's arm, Qi Ling's heart ached like a knife, and he hugged him tightly: "I promise not."

An Lan gradually calmed down. No one knows what will happen in the future. Anyway, as long as Qi Ling truly opens up to him every moment from now on, and they can truly have no reservations about each other, An Lan can truly feel Qi Ling. A heartbeat is already a rare thing for him.

Instead of worrying about something that you don't want to happen, it's better to enjoy the present moment. It doesn't matter if he is a hedonist, but An Lan admits it anyway. He is just lucky. First, he was sent to prison for no reason, and then he fell in love with a strange person.

An Lan got up, straddled Qi Ling halfway, looked him up and down, the corners of his mouth slowly turned up: "Alien...you can change into one for me to see?"

Seeing that An Lan cheered up again, Qi Ling also smiled: "This is not something that can be changed just by changing. Besides, if it changes, the two of us will become hot together. I'm afraid it's not easy to handle."

An Lan curled her lips slightly, and when she sat down, she felt Qi Ling's firm buttocks burning hot. The two exchanged a look in tacit understanding, and pulled each other's clothes all the way into the bedroom.

From An Lan's point of view, his obsession with Qi Ling is about the same as the combination fever.

The alien identity is a shackle, but it is also a new beginning.