The Sabbath Chapter 56: A lot of pictures

I haven't seen you for a few months, and I have become a salted fish again.

It's still the kind that kills.

The former self became so shriveled and quiet, as if he was really dead.

Ronggui lightly touched his face, and said for a while, "It seems to be a lot whiter."

The mechanical fingers can't sense the temperature of his skin, and Ronggui can't confirm whether he is dead after all.

Xiaomei next to her body is also a little haggard, but because of this haggardness, Xiaomei's facial features look more three-dimensional.

The slender and thick eyelashes were dotted with snow-white ice crystals. He closed his eyes and fell asleep quietly, as beautiful as an angel.

Looking at the "angel" in the freezer, and at the tattered Xiaomei robot beside him, Ronggui simply can't equate these two people.

"?" With both arms trying to support the lid of the freezer, Xiaomei, who had already started to struggle, looked at Ronggui in confusion.

"Okay, okay." Ronggui quickly came back to his senses, and together with Xiaomei, completely removed the cover of the freezer. Lift the body out.

Fortunately, Ronggui has been doing handwork with the female dwarves for the past few days. Using the materials he collected, he also weaves two blankets. To be honest, he didn't think about how to use them at all when weaving the blankets, but now he does. Just came in handy:

Put a blanket on the floor as a quilt, and another blanket as a quilt. Although the weaving technique is really rough, it is better than throwing your naked body on the cold floor.

The blanket is not very big, and it is a bit difficult for two people to use it, so when arranging the body, the two bodies had to be as close as possible. After arranging, it looked like Ronggui was sleeping with Xiaomei in his arms.

If it was Ronggui's previous body, the two of them would be so beautiful that they could be on the cover of a magazine!

It's a pity that the one who is holding Xiaomei now is the mummy, this scene

It hurts my eyes a bit.

Ronggui touched the position of his nose, unable to laugh anymore.

However, the current self is much better than what I just discovered at the beginning. As long as I continue to supplement nutrition, I will slowly regain my elasticity and become the handsome self I was back then.

Looking at the two baskets full of fruits and vegetables in the corner of the room, Ronggui felt confident.

"Xiaomei, can we eat fruit puree now?" He immediately asked Xiaomei.

"It can be eaten, but now this ingredient extractor can't produce puree food that can be absorbed by the frozen body."

It was obviously a simple question, but when Xiaomei answered it, she included a lot of nouns that Ronggui couldn't understand at once.

A little dizzy, Ronggui automatically intercepted key words in his mind: "That means you can't eat it?"

Xiaomei nodded.

"Only liquids are available now."

"Then trouble Xiaomei to go to the side, um, squeeze the juice? I'll wash the fruit." The division of labor was quickly completed, and seeing Xiaomei go to the side to assemble the ingredient extraction device, Ronggui also hurried to him in the basket Pick fruit.

He picked two big and red fruits, which looked delicious. When he received them, he was very curious about the taste of the fruits. Now that the body was finally dug out, Ronggui decided to try it out immediately.

When Ronggui finished washing the fruit, Xiaomei just reassembled the instrument, and before she knew it, the two of them could hardly be called close cooperation

The juice extracted from the ingredient extractor is indeed red. The two fruits are big and fresh, and there is a lot of juice extracted. Watching the red liquid enter the mouth through the tubes on the mouth and nose masks of the two, Rong Rong Gui imagined the taste of the fruit in his mind, and then went to the side to get the handkerchief.

After filling a small basin of water, he took out another handkerchief, ready to wipe the two bodies.

Probably due to being forced to form a habit before, as soon as Xiaomei saw this situation, she immediately picked up the handkerchief and prepared to work, but this time, he was sent away by Ronggui.

"Xiaomei, you are responsible for the cooking, and then you have to do your homework. The ready-made models are here, just our bodies! Hurry up and draw them." The handkerchief was in Xiaomei's hand After grabbing it off, seeing a piece of red peel on Xiaomei's mechanical hand, Ronggui picked up a handkerchief and wiped his hands clean.

So Xiaomei sat on the small bench where he drew every night again, holding the paintbrush in her left hand and holding the drawing board with her right wrist. .

Ronggui worked so seriously that he didn't even bother to talk to Xiaomei. For a while, the room was filled with only the rustling sound of Xiaomei's pen tip rubbing against the paper while drawing, and the occasional soft sound of Ronggui wiping her body. up.

Probably because Ronggui is rarely so quiet, the little robot who is used to being harassed is not used to it.

In short, when the outlines of the characters in his brush began to take shape, what appeared on the drawing paper was not the bodies of the two people designated by Ronggui, but a little boy wearing a headscarf and lying on the ground working seriously. robot.

Ever since he found out that his front face was "unattractive", every time Ronggui modeled for Xiaomei, he would always do it either from the side or from the back, and he always turned his face when talking, so that he seemed to have not seen it for a long time. I saw Ronggui's positive appearance.

But now Ronggui, who was only focused on his work, turned to face him again. Although his face was lowered, Xiaomei knew every detail of his face.

Probably because he is very concerned about his slightly crooked right cheek, he is very used to tilting his head to the left. Even in the process of working, he tilted his head, and the headscarf was deliberately tilted to the left.

If it was someone else's turban, Xiaomei probably wouldn't have any idea, but if it was Ronggui's turban, he would know that Ronggui must have worn it crooked on purpose.

When it comes to dressing, that guy always has his own theory, whether it is a useful theory or not, but he really does it very carefully.

So, when Ronggui finished wiping the bodies of the two of them and came to check Xiaomei's "homework", what he saw on the drawing paper was a tattered little robot with its head down and hard work.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Why did you draw me on it again? It's still the front!" Ronggui was shocked: "Didn't you tell us to draw a portrait of our bodies? Oh! Xiaomei, you can't because of me now This body is easy to draw, so I'm lazy!"

No matter what Ronggui said, Xiaomei was still sitting on the bench as if nothing happened.

"But forget it, don't say it, I look pretty cute in Xiaomei's painting." Holding the drawing paper and looking at it, Ronggui was happy again: "Obviously it's my blind spot! It looks so cute"

"It must be because I have developed a habit of using the best angle anytime and anywhere!"

Without hesitation, Ronggui immediately attributed the credit to himself.

Xiaomei:

Put the new portrait into the album, and Ronggui helped Xiaomei sharpen her brush.

Eh, he sharpened too hard, and the brush broke. In the end, it was Xiaomei who sharpened the brush again.

Smiling awkwardly, Ronggui quickly ran to the side of the two of them again, carefully adjusted the blankets on the two of them, Ronggui only used the blanket to cover the important parts of the two of them, and made a large area of ​​body lines After doing all this, he ran to Xiaomei and squatted down again.

"Don't draw me now, I mean, don't draw my current robot body, draw the one over there"

"Although it looks a bit like a mummy now, even if it is a mummy, the lines are better than ordinary people, right?"

“They even paid me for taking my picture back then.”

"Because it's Xiaomei, so I can draw whatever I want"

Holding his small trailer, Ronggui started to chatter again.

Amidst the accustomed noise, Xiaomei paused for a moment, her eyes moved to the two bodies in front, passed the one that belonged to her, and finally landed on the skeleton-like body.

After watching quietly for a few seconds, the paintbrush in his hand moved again.

Thus, an hour later, the skull picture that made Ronggui shout "This is definitely not me" was born.

Xiaomei: =-=

The familiar conversation went back and forth between the two little robots again. I probably knew that the current state of my body was probably not good-looking at all. In the end, Ronggui could only accept his fate and adjust his body. When he got up and found that adjusting the posture could not save the effect of the picture, he began to think about the set.

"Xiaomei, don't just draw the body, but also draw the blanket on it carefully. Is this blanket pretty good?"

"Xiaomei, try to see the effect under this kind of light." This time Ronggui put two more desk lamps beside his body.

Ronggui tossed and tossed for a whole night, and finally, Xiaomei took the initiative to move the bench to the charger in the corner, and drew while charging.

And Ronggui was still tirelessly adjusting the scenery and lighting around his body. In order to make his body feel less skeletonized, he wrapped his body tightly with a blanket.

Of course, the wrapping method of the blanket is also very particular, every fold is carefully designed by Ronggui.

However——

The picture drawn by Xiaomei disappointed him again.

Even if it is wrapped in a lively blanket, even if the orange light hits the body, the skin does not look so pale and cold, but the mummy is a mummy, and with the respirator covering the mouth and nose, it still looks full of blood. The breath of death.

Ronggui was stunned.

"This is not the real me, the original me is not like this"

Standing up beside Xiaomei, Ronggui ran towards the body in the middle of the room again while talking, he still wanted to continue to adjust, but who knows——

Frozen on the spot while maintaining a trot posture, Ronggui paused.

He's out of battery.

"Just reminded you to charge." Said softly, Xiaomei stood up from the bench, put the brush and drawing paper away, walked to Ronggui, and slowly dragged him back.

Helping him plug in the plug familiarly, Xiaomei checked the battery in Ronggui's body: 0 battery.

This is completely out of battery, it seems that it will take a while to wake up.

Looking at the time, it happened to be his automatic sleep time, Xiaomei helped Ronggui adjust a comfortable posture, and let him sit in the corner to charge.

Then—

Xiaomei slowly walked to the side of Ronggui's body that had been tossing all night.

Putting back the blanket, Xiaomei completely exposed Ronggui's body.

The pale skeleton-like body was completely exposed in front of his eyes.

The shriveled, paper-like skin is tightly wrapped around the body, almost no flesh can be seen, and the outside of the skeleton is directly skin.

When I was in Mesertal before, the lighting conditions were not good, and Ronggui's camera was not good, so I couldn't see the details of his body very clearly.

But here it is full of lights.

Running around, he finally saw the current situation of his body clearly for the first time, right?

So narcissistic people, seeing their real situation now is like this, can't accept it?

Xiaomei squatted down, put her fingers on Ronggui's body, and touched it inch by inch. After touching everything, he slowly walked towards the bench again.

Plug in the charger on his body, pick up the brush and draw paper, and he continued to draw.

From the beginning to the end, he never looked at Ronggui's side or his body.

Sitting quietly in the room, Xiaomei drew a page while charging. When the "sun" rose the next day and the "sunlight" covered the whole room again, he put down the paintbrush in his hand.

Ronggui also "woke up" at this time.

Because of the emergency power outage, there was a "fragment" in his mind for a certain period of time.

With a dazed face, he probably doesn't remember the moment of anxiety and fear he felt before going to bed.

Walking to Xiaomei's side, Ronggui picked up the drawing paper in Xiaomei's hand.

Then—

If the little robot has a mouth, his mouth must be in a perfect O-shape!

"My God! Xiaomei, you really look like me!"

With a thin drawing paper in his hand, Rong Gui couldn't believe that the painting in front of him was real:

The blanket on the painting is still the same blanket as before, but instead of covering the body, it was randomly thrown on another body next to it. On the man who slept there.

No

Not so much a man as a boy.

The body has just grown into the appearance of an adult man, but his muscles are still thin, and his limbs are stretched out. He sleeps comfortably in what looks like a soft hand-woven blanket.

His skin is snow-white, and the light and shadow cast textured shadows on his body, which looks smooth and full of elasticity;

His limbs are slender, and his fingertips and toes look so perfect;

His head was buried in the blanket, looking impatient with the sun's heat, covering his mouth and nose perfectly.

He looked as if he had fallen asleep, sleeping comfortably, and he didn't want to wake up at dawn, stubbornly wanting to sleep late.

Looking blankly at the man in the picture, Ronggui didn't say a word, after a while, he stretched out his right hand and wiped his eyes habitually.

But not a single tear was wiped away.

He looked at the painting for a while, then smiled:

"Hey hey hey, although I don't have abs, I still give you a good review!"

At this moment, Ronggui could no longer remember tilting his head to pretend to be perfect, facing Xiaomei, if he could have an expression at this moment, it must be a smiley expression.

It was shining brightly, brighter than the sunlight in the room at this moment.