Bone Sculptor

"Omo, have you ever had a pet before?" Milos asked suddenly during the meal.

Omo was taken aback for a moment, and replied: "When I was 10 years old, I raised a Pakchu."

"How are your feelings?" Milos asked again.

"Very good, just like my family, usually almost inseparable." Omo gave his chief a strange look.

"Inseparable?" Milos looked at Omo and asked with a serious expression, "How did you do it?"

"What... how did it do it?" Omo was a little unsure.

"How to be inseparable from pets?"

"Uh..." Omo replied hesitantly, "It was raised by me. We have lived together for six years, until I joined the army."

"Six years? So, do I need to raise it for a while?" Milos murmured.

"What?" Omo didn't hear clearly.

"Omo, I will ask you again." Milos asked again, "how do you usually take care of it? Even if you live together for six years, if you don't take care of it, it won't be close to you, right?"

"Well, yes." There was a reminiscence on Omo's face, "I have no brothers or sisters, the king of the ball-is my puck, it spends a lonely childhood with me, we eat, sleep, and bathe together. , Kisses, games, exercise... I sometimes think it is too noisy, and it sometimes thinks the food I cook is unpalatable, but when it is in danger, it always rushes in front of me for the first time to protect me. Safe. We trust each other and are intimate."

Speaking of this, Omo suddenly found that Milos's concentrated eyes seemed to be...envious?

Omo is speechless, what's so envious of this? If Milos really likes pets, he can keep ten or eight at any time.

"Eating, sleeping, bathing, kissing... have all been done." Milos was lost in thought, "but why would she never take the initiative to get close to me? She even ran away with others?"

Omo thought he was talking about pets, and he replied casually: "Only pets that are unfaithful or abused by their owners will run away with others casually."

As soon as he finished speaking, Omo found that Milos's entire face sank, and the air-conditioning was pouring out.

"I can't abuse her." Milos said affirmatively. As for "infidelity" or something, he automatically blocked it.

"That's because we usually spend too little time together and neglect to take care of it?" Omo said carefully.

"We really don't spend much time together." Milos thought for a while and said, "I also want to take care of her, but I don't know what to do. She doesn't seem to need me to take care of her."

"Then do you know what'it' likes?" Omo asked.

"bone."

Turned out to be a dog pet? Omo felt that he had enough experience to communicate with the chief: "Then do what you like, prepare various bones for "It" and see which one you like best."

"I think, as long as it is bones, she likes them. The bones she owns can be worthy of an arsenal, and I don't need me to prepare for her."

What kind of pet dog is this! Collected the bones of an arsenal. Does "it" intend to rule the world with bones? Which owner can stand a pet dog with this quirk, and is not afraid to wake up and find himself lying in a pile of bones?

"Apart from collecting bones, what other hobbies does'it' have?" Omo asked again.

"Wash the bones."

"Other than washing the bones?"

"Play with the bones."

"...So, apart from activities related to bones, "it" has no other preferences and entertainment?"

Milos thought for a long, long time, until he finished lunch, he uttered two words: "No."

Ou Mo pondered: "In this way, the reason why you can't get close is probably because'it' is too focused on bones.'it' loves bones far more than you, an adult. Maybe you can try All the bones of'it' are hidden, and the attention of'it' is transferred from the bones to you."

"She will hate me."

"Maybe at the beginning, but over time,'it' will gradually rely on you because of loneliness, monotony or helplessness. Because you have become the only meaningful existence in'it' life."

"Destroy everything she has first, and then I will create a new world for her?" Milos's tone was flat.

"...That seems to be correct."

Milos shook his head: "This is too cruel. I like her who is free, who likes to study bones, and she who always brings surprises to me. If I just wanted to lock her by my side, I would have long I did it. However, this feeling of being separated and uncontrollable also made me feel a bit annoyed. I really want to get her, to get her true trust and closeness, and not to dominate everything about her in a hurtful way."

The more Omo listened, the more he felt that something was wrong. Milos' tone and demeanor did not seem to be talking about pets at all, but more like talking about... lovers?

He hesitantly asked: "Major General Milos, what are you talking about pets?"

"Andrasuka." Milos glanced at him with a "you are so dull". "Otherwise, who do you think I'm talking about? Who else has eaten, kissed, and slept with me during this time? ?"

"...You... treat Andrasuka... as a pet?" Omo tried his best to make his expression less convulsive.

"Well, a pet that can go to bed." Milos was impulsive to Ann, and he didn't deny it.

"So, you are just playing with Andrasuka?"

"Playing?" Milos didn't like the word. When he first met, he might have some reservations, but later he was sincere.

"If it's not for fun, then why do you treat Andrasuka as a pet?"

Because... She is a skeleton. If it is not a pet, why does he want to take care of her and get close to her? (Xing Aiwa is also a kind of smart pet, so Milos himself doesn’t think he has anything wrong with An Yi...)

Seeing Milos looked confused, Omo felt incredible. Is the rigorous officer so insensitive to feelings? You behave so obviously in normal times, you've already "kissed and slept," thinking that the other party is your own pet? ! What a furry pet!

"My lord." Omo took a deep breath and reminded, "Don't you ever think you like Andrasuka?"

"Of course I like it." Milos felt that his noncommissioned officer was completely asking this question.

"No, what I said'like' is not like pets, but like lovers."

"Is there any conflict?" Milos asked strangely, "I treat her as my pet lover."

"Pets, things, love, people?" Omo was a little mad. "The so-called pet lovers can only be regarded as bed partners at best, just like xing love dolls, which are mainly used to relieve *. You will not be able to get it. Are you worried about being close to Xing Aihua? Will you suppress your feelings because you don't want to hurt Xing Aihua? Would you waste time discussing with me how to take care of a Xing Aihua?"

Milos was expressionless, still didn't quite understand the essential difference between pet lovers and lovers. An Yi = pet xing love doll = pet lover, in layman's terms, is a pet that can be ai with him.

Omo put it another way: "My lord, I ask you, do you want Andasuka to be with you all the time?"

"think."

"If Andasuka chooses to be with others, what will happen to you?"

Milos frowned, remembering the scene of An Yi and Jin Mao leaving together that day, feeling very uncomfortable, even a little unbearable.

"Pet lovers can abandon it at any time, and when you stop'him','he' will be with others."

"I can't stop ‘him’!" From knowing her, Milos wanted her to be by his side.

"So my lord, have you ever thought that the best way to own Andrasuka is to marry'him' home, and let'him' and you become a true partner and stay with you for the rest of your life?"

"Marry home? How is it possible..." Milos really wanted to create a free living space for An Yi so that she would not be harmed by humans because of the differences in species. But how can a skeleton become his companion?

Omo didn't expect that Milos had never considered the possibility of marrying Andrasuka. Is he really just treating Andrasuka as a pet lover? Impossible, with Milos's life style and his degree of cleanliness of feelings, trying to find a few pet lovers is just a matter of hooking fingers, there is no need for Andrasuka.

While Milos denied it in his heart, he felt that Omo made a lot of sense. However, it is crazy to be a partner with a skeleton!

Milos couldn't help but imagine the scene of life with An Yi like a husband and wife. Usually work together, do tasks together, and study bones together. When at home, let her run around bare bones. When she gets tired, she spreads into a pile and soaks in the bathtub. When she wants to do ai, she wears human skin and does it from the bathroom. To the bed. He can justly embrace her, possess her, and drive away suitors (such as the Golden Retriever) around her. When you get older, you can create a few lively small human bones, or artificially breed a few human children... This kind of life, just thinking about it, feels very strange and hard to resist.

Omo had been quietly looking at Milos' expression, but unfortunately he couldn't see any clues from his serious face. He didn't know what kind of restless emotions hidden under Milos' calm expression at the moment.

Milos found that he really wanted to become a partner with An Yi, not caring about her race, secular laws, and how many obstacles she would encounter in the future. All he knows is that he really fell in love with a skeleton, not a pet to relieve him, but a lover who wants to protect his life.

No wonder he always wants her to be by his side, no wonder he will have **** with her, no wonder he will be jealous, no wonder he wants to possess... even if they can't do ai like a normal partner, he wants to be with An Yi.

This cognition made Milos suddenly clear, and he felt extremely heavy.

He had preserved his ethics for decades, and he was left on a skeleton like this... The truth is always so cruel, it is too late for him to make another choice. Moreover, the future of living with that skeleton is full of attraction to him.

If the world cannot identify with it, then he will rely on his own strength to make the world identify with it!