"...?"
He resumed writing.
If that was a kind of writing, the boy was sure it wasn't any kind he recognized.
If it is not a niche text, it may be a text unique to his race.
It's a bit like painting, but the boy is sure that he is not painting, because every stroke he makes is very regular, not the trajectory of a painting.
Bai Sang raised his eyes and saw that the boy hadn't turned the page yet, so he could only continue writing to amuse himself.
He did not write Chinese characters this time, but wrote the characters of this continent based on his own understanding of reading books with the teenager.
After reading so many classics, Bai Sang even learned a lot of their words.
This time he wrote: Wu.
It's Mr. Wu's code name, because they don't know Mr. Wu's name yet.
While Bai Sang was thinking about the orderer, he unconsciously wrote the word "武" many times, so the black bird was a crow and a dependent of Mr. Wu?
This time the boy was surprised to find that he could actually understand the text, which was a common text in mainland China.
He chewed on the text, not knowing what this abrupt word referred to.
Bai Sang wrote a lot more one after another:
I am bored.
Demons? Vader?
When? When will you leave the Kingdom Association?
Become human?
dew?
Goldfinger Goldfinger.
The ink runs out so quickly.
Turn the page!
...
"Becoming human"?
This sentence was quickly dug out by the young man from the useless information, and his heart suddenly beat.
The subject of this sentence refers to whom it is easy to think of.
In other words, is it possible for Him to become a human...
This conjecture was quickly connected with dew.
It is because of the dew that He gradually becomes perceptible to them.
There has never been a moment when the boy was as ecstatic as he is now. What would he be like if he turned into a human being?
Thinking of those hands, the young man was sure that he would have a very eye-catching appearance when he transformed into a human being.
The young man lowered his eyelids to cover his gloomy eyes.
Probably because his wish came true, Bai Sang discovered that after he had written it, the boy continued to turn the pages.
The book that has not been opened for a long time has finally entered the next chapter.
After turning to the next page, the boy could no longer feel the touch on his hands, which was a pity.
Although he was thinking like this, a smile flashed across his eyes.
The young man's figure was reflected in the orange light, but he knew that he was not the only one now, but that there was some unknown existence that was always by his side.
![](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/363321252-288-k328924.jpg)
YOU ARE READING
[BL, MTL] A Love Letter to Monsters (Unlimited Flow)
RandomBai Sang is a widower, a technical nerd who has not even touched a girl's hand in more than 20 years. After being dealt the good guy card for the twentieth time, he entered the unlimited stream game. World Consciousness asked him on the spot: [Why a...