An Zhe began to tremble violently from the moment he was hugged by Lu Feng.

He lay on top of him, resting his forehead on Lu Feng's shoulder. He was completely unable to describe his mood at the moment. He could only feel that his heart was grasped by a hand and tightened. Severe pain overwhelmed him, and large drops of warm liquid fell from his eyes.

Welling up, he knew he was crying, he knew they were tears, something only humans have, but this was the first time he experienced this feeling.

He thought that if Lu Feng hadn't let him go two months ago, he wouldn't have felt that he had betrayed Lu Feng's trust when his alien identity was exposed.

If Lu Feng hadn't established some feelings similar to friendship with Lu Feng these days, he might not be so afraid when facing Lu Feng's gun.

And if, if Lu Feng had not hugged him, he might not feel... so wronged.

But why Lu Feng put down the gun, he didn't know. He had never experienced such intense emotions that he could not deal with other things.

——He may have been crying for a long time, and when the tears stopped flowing, he was still gasping slightly.

Later, Lu Feng finally let him go. He watched Lu Feng walk to the wreckage of the plane, pry open the tail of the plane with parts scattered on the ground, and take out a bright orange box.

He rubbed his eyes and his voice was a little hoarse: "Why is it broken?"

"Engine failure." Lu Feng said: "The failure information is recorded in the black box and can only be analyzed after returning to the base."

An Zhe said: "I saw several planes falling."

Lu Feng said lightly "Yeah".

Even if An Zhe is just a mushroom, he knows that it is very strange for so many aircraft to have engine failures at the same time.

Lu Feng walked back to him: "Where do you live?"

An Zhe: "On the ground."

Lu Feng raised his eyebrows.

——He immediately shut up and stopped talking. The phrase "on the ground" was really not something a human being could say.

But soon Lu Feng noticed the only unusual things in this wasteland, the black bees and the backpack on the ground. He walked there, and An Zhe followed, but his calf hurt sharply - he had hit it just now.

Lu Feng looked back at him, An Zhe bit his lower lip and limped to follow him.

——Then, he was carried on Lu Feng's back.

Being told something like this by a colonel was a familiar thing, and An Zhe found his position smoothly. They were very close to each other, unlike the distance between humans and alien species.

But tonight, it seems that the colonel is not a colonel, and the alien does not seem to be an alien.

While hugging Lu Feng's neck, An Zhe touched something.

——There was also a hard pendant hanging around Lu Feng's neck.

The fact that he narrowly escaped death at the hands of Lu Feng seemed to give him a lot of courage, and the shape of the pendant was too familiar. He put his fingers on Lu Feng's neck and gently fished out the thing, and Lu Feng

Jie said nothing and seemed to acquiesce to this action.

——At the end of the silver metal chain, a brass-colored cartridge case shone faintly under the aurora.

An Zhe didn't know who this meant, so he softly said "Hey".

Then Lu Feng said calmly: "My father."

An Zhe didn't speak for a long time. After about three minutes, he stuffed the pendant back into Lu Feng's clothes, rested his head on Lu Feng's shoulder, closed his arms, and stopped moving.

Through the clothes, Lu Feng felt the person on his back tightening his body slightly nervously at first, and then gradually relaxing, his whole body hanging on him. After what happened today, An Zhe could still lean on him without any defense.

He, this boy always does something unexpected.

An Zhe's warm breath hit his neck and shoulders. It was a normal weight for a boy of this age, but it was not heavy for Lu Feng. He clung to him softly, as if the dangers and fears in the world should be harmonious.

He has nothing to do with it.

Lu Feng thought of the year he joined the Inquisition.

There is no special reason for entering the Tribunal. Sometimes, he wants to protect everyone. But in such an era, this is just an illusion that is destined to be shattered. He has protected some people and hurt many people. This was not his intention.

, but he is destined to become the person hated by everyone.

An Zhe's breathing became lighter and more even. He had been crying for a long time today and was tired of crying. Like all little things who are inexperienced in the world, this little alien might be about to fall asleep.

Lu Feng also remembered that one afternoon a month ago, when insects were raging in the city, he received a call from An Zhe. His voice was soft, as if he was scared. This was his seventh year as a judge. In the past seven years, this was

The first time he got help, no one else would do that.

He felt that he could at least protect someone - at least at that moment, there was such a fleeting expectation in his heart.

When he was put down, An Zhe was about to fall asleep. Lu Feng put his coat behind his head as a pillow, but this man obviously didn't know how to take care of others, and the badge on his chest stung An Zhe again. An Zhe

He took it off and found that it was the one he had been carrying in the base. When he escaped in the form of mycelium, all his clothes including this badge were probably scattered on the ground, but now the badge is back

On Lu Feng.

Holding it, An Zhe asked carefully: "Did the doctor say anything to you?"

Lu Feng looked down at him from a high position: "What do you want to say?"

An Zhe whispered: "...It's nothing."

Lu Feng originally planned to explain to him seriously, but then he saw An Zhe pillowing on his uniform, holding his backpack, curling up into a ball, looking at him with dark eyes, as if he was prone to emotional fluctuations

.

So Lu Feng sneered and said lightly: "Do you think you are that capable?"
Chapter completed!