The boy has been living in the small village of nightmare since he can remember. He doesn't know how many years he has stayed in that forest.
The village was very quiet, with almost no other sounds except the chirping of insects and birds. Those people hardly spoke, and no one spoke to him. Apart from providing barely subsistence food, there was no communication between them.
He has always found it strange that even though they did not get along day and night, after so many years, he could never remember the faces of any of them.
Accompanying him are only nightmares day after day.
However, one person was a little different. It was a person with long hair. He couldn't remember the other person's face, but he knew that other people in the village respected her very much.
So, he followed suit.
He didn't understand it, but he did it very well.
Recently, other people must have come to the village. He didn't see anyone coming, but he was given a dagger.
He likes this sharp object.
It's the only difference in an endless cycle of eating, sleeping, and having nightmares every day.
Yesterday, three more people came to the village, and they were the ones whose faces he could remember.
After receiving the order to prevent them from leaving, he slit the girl's throat without hesitation.
Death means immobility, that is... unable to leave.
This is his understanding.
…
The boy woke up next to the girl's hospital bed. His body was stiff and there was some pain. But despite this, it was still the most peaceful sleep he had in his life.
A dreamless night.
The boy moved his arms, which were numb from sleep, and suddenly saw that the girl on the bed had sat up. He leaned back a little at a loss, looked around in panic, and found that no one was there. He looked at the girl again -
Her face was calm, she said nothing, and her eyes were neither rigid nor empty.
If the doctor comes for a review or someone comes to visit, she is very cooperative, but never speaks.
She always opened her eyes wide and observed everyone who came with a curious look. During this process, the boy was also looking at her, and the occasional glances did not trigger any dialogue in the plot.
Lin Zuzu is thinking.
In other words, learning...
Learn to live.
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Team 10 is indeed the third team, and it can be said that it is a big business. For example, the private hospital belonging to Team 10 where Lin Zuzu and Li Qing are housed exists as an annex building next to the magnificent office building.
Team 10 captain Zheng Mu is a typical second-generation rich man who is also a third-generation official. If the team lacks anything, he just reports directly to his superiors. This style is just as good as that of Yi Tingxie in the past.
Yi Tingxie and Li Qin found Zheng Mu to review the operation. Hearing that Lin Zuzu and Li Qing were both awake, he decided to visit his team members and give his good brothers a chance to work hard.
After all, Li Qing is a C-level warrior, and his injuries are not too serious. Apart from being a little pale, he seems to be fine.
But a girl...
He crossed his hands on his chest and stood at the door watching her calm and silent expression. He didn't know what to say. He turned around and was about to leave when her clear and clear voice came from behind.
"Master, I want to eat an apple."
He turned back, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, because the girl smiled, a smile that was completely different from the distant, restrained, polite or crazy smile in the past.
The smile between Lin Zuzu's brows and eyes was as bright as a summer flower, and the vitality that burst out from the smile almost burned his eyes.
For a moment, he wanted to turn around and run away from this sincere warmth.
However, the twinkling light in her eyes attracted him, keeping him rooted to the spot like a moth chasing a flame.
After all, unlike that frivolous burning flame, such warm and sincere emotions only belong to him here and now.
This is not a feeling with a clear meaning, nor is it something with specific categories such as love, friendship, or family affection——
That was an emotion she had suppressed for six years.
After removing the shackles and shackles, such huge energy erupted violently, ushering in a new life that would destroy the world.
So, Yi Tingxie walked over unexpectedly, disinfected his hands with alcohol, and peeled an apple for her like the first time.
During this process, Lin Zuzu was not idle either.
"May I have your name?"
The boy shook his head.
"I heard from the patriarch that the pronunciation of your name is qi. How about we choose a word from this pronunciation?" She looked like she had just found her mouth and started to talk more.
The boy nodded confusedly.
"What about the last name?" Lin Zuzu was thoughtful, and suddenly remembered what famous brand the patriarch had said, and turned to Yi Tingxie, "When searching for evidence, did you find anything in the patriarch's bedside table that seems to prove his identity?
identity."
The skin of the apple was thin but not broken, and fell into the trash can in one piece. Yi Tingxie remained silent until she cut the apple into small pieces in the palm of her hand, placed it on a plate, and placed it on the small table in front of her.
He whispered: "We'll talk about it when we get back to the team."
So, the smart girl called to the boy and said, "Eat an apple."
She picked up a piece of apple with a toothpick and handed it to the boy.
The boy seemed a little at a loss. He had eaten this thing before, but never in this way. At the girl's signal, he opened his mouth and swallowed a piece.
Yi Tingxie looked at the smiling girl, but his eyes softened unconsciously.
"Captain, Captain Zheng has something to talk about." Li Qing walked over from outside and immediately felt like he was facing an enemy when he saw the boy.
The scene of the boy stabbing the girl is still vivid in his mind. Why did he leave this dangerous person outside?
"It's okay. This kid has been placed under a B-level ban. Once he has the idea of harming others, he will be paralyzed." Yi Tingxie explained after seeing his expression.
He put down the fruit knife, wiped his hands and stood up, saying: "The main thing is that I can't contain this kid. As soon as he leaves... Lin Zuzu will struggle like crazy. I heard Zheng Mu said that he is a good young man, so he didn't want to use a sedative."
With that said, he glanced at the girl, signaled her to have a good rest, and left with Li Qing.
"Oh, by the way, your mother was killed by me."
Lin Zuzu thought of the patriarch. Although he was adopted, he was still like a mother to the boy.
She picked up the fruit knife left by Yi Tingxie and handed it to the boy, with a confused expression on his face.
"If you want to kill me for revenge, you can do it to my neck now or in the future like you did when you first saw me."
She gently held the boy's little hand, put the knife into her palm, and scratched her neck with her fingers. Although the place was as smooth as new, the scars the boy had left on her had long since healed.
"However, it's not like I won't resist, because I also have people I want to kill, so I wish you could act later."
The boy tilted his head and looked at the knife in his hand. He liked sharp things very much, and then looked at the girl.
Lin Zuzu thought he was hesitating and said, "Anyway, I will bear all your hatred."
The boy shook his head and tried to speak for the first time, speaking an unfluent phrase:
"No...Mom."
What this meant to Lin Zuzu was that he would not kill her.
That's great. She thought and pushed the apple towards him again.
The boy bravely climbed onto the hospital bed and stretched out his hand to her, still holding the fruit knife tightly in his hand.
Do you still want to stab me?
This time it was the girl's turn to be confused, but she still slowly leaned forward, and the boy jumped forward and fell into her arms.
Oops. The girl was startled, but did not resist. However, she maximized her perception. Once the boy wanted to send the blade to her back, she would have enough reaction time to resolve the crisis.
But, nothing happened.
The boy just hugged her, and he suddenly understood the last words that the respected person left to him. Perhaps this was also the wish that the patriarch, who was imprisoned by various responsibilities, wanted to achieve in his life.
——Look for the place you want to stay most, there must be... there will be such warmth.
So……
It's here, it's now.
The girl's embrace was the warmest place he had ever felt in his life.
Hugging is a far higher level of satisfaction than sex.
