Ark, after I died, the operators started to love me.

"I can see it."

Mike walked over to the table where the fried rice was laid out and looked at it, only to be met with an angry glare from Swire.

"Miss Shi, do you still stand by what you just said?"

Mike's words nearly made Swire choke on her food. She slammed the lunchbox on the table and stood up abruptly: "My name is Swire, not Miss Shi!"

Mike nodded: "Okay, Miss Swire, are you here to treat us to dinner today?"

"All you ever think about is eating."

Mike looked at the delicious-looking fried rice, while Broca and Javi next to him were already impatient.

No one can resist food after exercise, especially food prepared by a top chef specially hired by Swire.

"I think it's okay."

Swire stared at her without saying a word.

"Then it's settled." Mike chuckled, picked up a box of fried rice, ran to the entrance of the auto repair shop, and simply sat on the steps, eating heartily.

With him as an example, Broca and Javi also picked up their lunchboxes, and the three men sat in a row and ate heartily.

As he ate, Javi hummed, "Hey, Mr. Mike, this is delicious."

Mike nodded in agreement: "It smells amazing."

You three shouldn't go too far.

Austa came up from behind and, seeing Swire's unpleasant expression, could only try to smooth things over: "Miss Swire, don't bother with those three."

"I do not have."

Swire also sat down to eat, swallowing rice and vegetables bite by bite, as if she were tearing pieces of flesh from Mike's body; only in this way could she feel relieved.

In just a few minutes, Mike finished one box and went to get a second one. He also noticed that the chefs had prepared a thick soup, so he unceremoniously picked it up and enjoyed it.

Swire was the most considerate; even though she knew nothing, she did indeed help Mike a lot.

33. Afraid of being laughed at, and also afraid of being seen through.

After all, his fierce battle with Kal'tsit last night had taken a toll on him.

The lynx seems to be even more popular than before, even though I haven't seen them for more than two months.

Mike and Kal'tsit used to do it secretly, without Amiya's knowledge. Later, when the little bunny grew up a bit and could take on some of the work, they would secretly do it in the office cubicle.

When Amiya came to report on her work, Kal'tsit crouched under the desk and caused trouble for Mike.

In short, it was a crazy period, so crazy that even Mike felt it was a bit too painful to look back on.

Even a virtuous gentleman like him could be bewitched by a lynx to the point of losing his mind.

She truly lives up to her reputation as a catgirl who has lived for over ten thousand years.

It took Mike more than two months after arriving in Lungmen to experience what tranquility truly meant.

Kal'tsit only took from him and never made him feel loved.

Mike ate three boxes of food before stopping, burping contentedly, and then drank a bowl of thick soup.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Ms. Swire."

He sensed that Swire hadn't come here to invite him to dinner, so after saying that, he waited for the girl in the film to speak and took the initiative to start a conversation.

As the owner of a car repair shop, he has been repeatedly exposed by the agents, and it's no longer appropriate for him to remain as oblivious as before.

"Mike, you know what I want to say."

The tall man nodded and pointed to the other side: "Let's not stand here anymore, how about we go over there and talk as we walk?"

Hearing this, Javier raised his hand from behind: "Miss Swire, can we continue eating?"

However, Swire had already pulled Mike away and turned to leave, completely ignoring his words.

There are several vans here, and enough food to feed more than a dozen people. If the three of you want to eat, then please feel free to eat.

……

When it was Mike's turn to be alone with Swire, Mike looked at the little tiger's long golden hair, the delicate earrings swaying gently, and the side profile with strands of hair stuck to it because of sweat, and for a moment he didn't know how to start a conversation.

"Mr. Mike, you used to be so talkative, why are you speechless now?"

Although Swire had arrested Mike and brought him to the Guard Bureau, she believed it was an accident, the beginning of everything, and that the accident was precisely the bridge connecting them.

“What does Miss Swire want me to say?” Mike paused. “How do you want me to fix cars? That’s too technical, just like I have no idea how the Guard operates, and you wouldn’t tell me either.”

“Mike, you’re still trying to play riddles with me at this point? I’m here because Hoshiguma and Lin Yuxia told me everything. You have a completely different attitude towards them than towards me.”

As the little tiger spoke, her eyes reddened again. She recalled many past events and couldn't help but feel sorrowful.

She said sadly, "So this is how you see me?"

Mike scratched his head, unsure of what Swire was planning to do with him. As for her claim that Lin Yuxia and Hoshiguma had told her everything, he figured that was unlikely.

Putting aside Hoshiguma, even Lin Yuxia would never say something she shouldn't; it's highly likely that Little Tiger was bluffing him.

“Miss Swire, are you misunderstanding something? My relationship with Inspector Hoshiguma is limited to police-civilian interactions. She helped me leave the Guard Bureau and cleared my name. I should treat her to a meal, but Inspector Hoshiguma is too busy to do so. And Miss Lin, she has done me a great favor. I really don’t understand what you mean by all this.”

Mike was prepared to distance himself completely, and that's exactly what he did, since he had helped Swire quite a bit, so it was a fair exchange.

Swire immediately turned to look at him without saying a word. After a long while, the little tiger took something out of his pocket, a folded square strip of paper, which showed faint signs of being crumpled.

“Mike, this is from you. It saved my life. I’m very grateful to you.”

Upon seeing the paper, Mike immediately recognized it as the crumpled piece of paper with the formula written on it. Swire had mentioned it before, but seeing it again now filled him with a sense of wonder.

This note was just something he did unintentionally, but he never expected it to have such a great effect.

“Mike, I also heard that you’re with Dr. Kal’tsit.”

This is completely unfounded. When Mike and Kal'tsit acted together, they used the identity of the Rhodes Island Doctor, not the Balanced Form. Swire was just speculating.

"So after saying all this, you're not going to admit anything at all, is that it?"

"What does Miss Swire think I should admit?"

The girl, Felin, stopped, turned to look at Mike, and turned her body around as well. Her eyes were filled with tears, and her gaze held a variety of emotions.

Longing, sorrow, grief, joy and other emotions are mixed together.

"Doctor, it's so good to know you're still alive."

Before Mike could react, Swire continued, "If it weren't for Chen Huijie, I probably would have accepted your confession. So I'm filled with regret. If I had discovered your feelings sooner and understood you, perhaps you wouldn't have suffered so much."

Mike opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Swire saw through him, but still couldn't rule out the possibility that he was being tricked. Then he thought that if he continued like this, wouldn't he become completely impervious to reason?

He had already made up his mind to make those who ignored his confession and rejected him pay the price, double the price. How could he give up halfway?

But when Swire stood before him, tears streaming down her face, sobbing uncontrollably, the hardness in his heart softened without him even realizing it.

"Doctor, I like you."

If they had agreed sooner, they could have been together. This confession came too late, and it came with an additional condition: Chen Huijie.

Many times, Swire wondered in her heart whether she and the PhD could have gotten married if it weren't for Chen Huijie, and whether her love would have been reciprocated.

Only now does she understand what she truly feels.

She still loved him; this love had been hidden deep in her heart, like a dormant volcano, which had now erupted violently.

But she also knew that she might not get a response; once it was missed, it was missed, and time could never be turned back.

If this is her fate, she is willing to accept it.

Her confession didn't sound like a confession at all, but rather a repentance, a lament for what was wrong.

"Swire, have you ever thought about what you would do if I weren't him?"

"What would you do if I were a bad person and took advantage of your feelings?"

"Suppose you meet Chen Huijie again after confessing your feelings, are you able to be as tough as you described?"

34. The PhD student is turning into a scumbag.

Chen Huijie is an insurmountable obstacle for the Longmen Sisters, a fact that everyone tacitly acknowledges and engages in online battles over.

Mike, not wanting Swire to speak, said for her, "You mean you can not tell her and just pretend nothing happened, like before?"

"is it not OK?"

Swire clenched her fist. They've always been like this, so why can't they continue?

Mike sighed: "The past is the past, and the present is the present. Do you think things will be the same after my identity is exposed?"

The little tiger is still too naive.

Any operator who knew his true identity was incredibly eager to devour him; the old tricks of being subtle were no longer working.

"I know what to do."

Swire looked at Mike with unwavering eyes, grabbed his hand, hugged him tightly, and buried her head in the man's chest.

Mike only heard the girl murmur, "Do they hug you like this too?"

It has to be said that he is a soft-hearted person; given how things have come to this point, Mike can no longer refuse.

His hands also embraced Swire's soft body.

Mike, oh Mike.

You cannot be so depraved.

I promise this is the last one.

Two minutes later, Swire looked up, her face flushed, as if she had drunk a strong liquor.

"Doctor, you've never hugged me like this before."

"I already said it was in the past."

Mike lowered his head and inhaled the sweet fragrance from the little tiger's hair; it was an intoxicating scent.