Holding Mo Ziling's hand, Long Yingxiao and her walked on the busy street.
"I discovered it a long time ago."
Mo Ziling did not look back, but she understood what Long Yingxiao was referring to.
The Jiandu Hotel is four to five kilometers away from the Shubei Hotel where eight people live. Anyway, Lin Muping and the other five have not gone back yet. Long Yingxiao and the other two are not in a hurry. They have no intention of taking a car and will just walk back to the hotel.
Not to mention that Long Yingxiao had already expected that there would be a few little guys following him, and it would be harder to get rid of them by car. It would be better to just walk and play hide and seek with them.
"Don't worry, we can walk forward later and get rid of them. There is no place to hide on this road now." Long Yingxiao said.
"Um."
"Zi Ling, although we didn't get any useful information during this meal, we still had a full meal and the trip was not in vain."
Long Yingxiao touched his belly with his free left hand. Although it was not bulging much, Long Yingxiao still did this subconsciously to show that he was full.
"Look at your little potential, you just know how to eat."
The old-fashioned makeup could not hide the girl's liveliness. Long Yingxiao seemed to see the girl's sweet smile through those brown glasses.
"Take off your glasses, they can't see."
Through the glasses, he still couldn't see clearly those charming eyes like stars. Long Yingxiao smiled and waited for Mo Ziling's response.
He took off his glasses, and although his face was still painted with dark yellow imitation makeup of middle-aged and elderly people, his beautiful eyes were endearing enough.
"I don't just know how to eat, I still eat less. Look at Yang and Mu Ping. When we left, they were still eating large chunks of meat."
The beautiful eyes are intoxicating. Long Yingxiao moved his eyes away from Mo Ziling's face and said.
"When you compare it like this, it really doesn't count."
As if remembering the two of them eating meat, Mo Ziling smiled while talking.
"Zi Ling, I never noticed you looked so pretty when you smiled."
Looking sideways at Mo Ziling, Long Yingxiao seemed to have discovered a new world.
"You say that because I usually don't look good?"
Mo Ziling's smile disappeared and asked.
"She looks good normally, but she looks particularly good when she smiles."
Long Yingxiao smiled silly and said.
"snort."
Mo Ziling snorted and took her hand away from Long Yingxiao's arm as if she was angry.
"Don't take it away, they are still watching from behind."
Long Yingxiao was afraid that Mo Ziling would pull away his hand, so he used his right arm to clamp Mo Ziling's hand.
"Why!"
Mo Ziling wanted to say something, but seeing Long Yingxiao's appearance, he didn't want to explain at all, so he could only shake his head helplessly.
"What's wrong?"
Long Yingxiao still didn't realize what happened, and was still confused.
Originally, Mo Ziling was not angry when she asked Long Yingxiao, and then she pretended to pull her hand away just to tease him, but Long Yingxiao took it seriously and clamped her hand.
"Relax, I
Don’t pull your hands away.”
Mo Ziling was very helpless, her hand was clamped by him again, so she had to let him go first.
"real?"
"real!"
"okay."
Only then did Long Yingxiao relax a little.
"Why are you so stupid?"
Mo Ziling was angry now and wanted to laugh again.
"What's wrong with me? You see, every time I don't anticipate the enemy's opportunity, I can always turn danger into disaster. The enemy in front of me either runs away or is completely defeated!"
After Long Yingxiao heard Mo Ziling's words, not only did he not understand, but he became even more "arrogant" and even said the lines of a middle-aged boy in the anime.
"Okay, okay, I know you are powerful, so don't be stupid."
As if he didn't want to be angry with Long Yingxiao anymore, Mo Ziling knocked off Long Yingxiao's hand that pointed forward like a pistol and said.
"okay!"
Long Yingxiao smiled stupidly.
"Ying Xiao, you are so different today than before."
Mo Ziling looked at Long Yingxiao's smiling face and couldn't help but say.
"What's wrong? I'm different today. Am I cuter?"
Long Yingxiao pressed his left index finger lightly on his cheek and pretended to be cute and said.
Long Yingxiao, who still had a fake beard on his lips, seemed a bit inconsistent in doing such an action, which made Mo Ziling laugh even more happily.
After Mo Ziling finished laughing, he said seriously:
"How should I put it? You are usually mature and steady, and you make people feel at ease no matter what you do. All our decisions, big and small, are basically decided by you these days. Although Mu Ping and the others are older than you
, but they also trust you very much. Sometimes I feel like you are like a parent to several of us, you will help us arrange everything and not let us worry about anything."
"It's the same when fighting. Obviously I'm not as suitable for close combat as Mu Ping and Yang. But every time I charge into battle, you always rush to the front. You seem to be afraid that we will get hurt, so you always want to be alone.
I did everything I could.”
After listening to Mo Ziling's words, the smile on Long Yingxiao's face obviously became a little deeper.
"I'm not the owner of the Stone of Giving. As the leader, I should do more work."
Long Yingxiao explained.
"It's different. Even if you don't have the identity of a leader, your maturity and stability will never change."
"Listening to what you say, I feel like I am a perfect person?"
Long Yingxiao scratched his head and joked.
"You are really perfect."
Mo Ziling's eyes were sincere and his words were warm, following Long Yingxiao's words.
After saying this, both of them fell into a brief silence. For a moment, the atmosphere seemed a little awkward, so Mo Ziling smiled and said again.
"It's just that I was a little silly today."
"Then which one of me do you like more?"
Long Yingxiao did not look at Mo Ziling this time, but looked at the endless night sky above his head and said.
"You usually look like an uncle, but now you look more like a child."
Mo Ziling thought carefully before answering Long Yingxiao's question.
"child……"
Long Yingxiao repeated these two words.
He was in a daze for a moment.
I am only seventeen years old this year.
Although Long Yingxiao, who has just turned seventeen, is not very old, his experience is really rich, especially the experience of life and death, which is really rich and could not be richer.
During the ten years of long escape, he experienced too many things and saw too much ugliness.
These experiences made him mature mentally, made him far superior to his peers, made him stronger, and gave him the strength to compete with the world's heroes at the age of seventeen.
The more you gain, the more you lose.
He has no mother, no childhood, and no time to be as carefree as a child.
He is independent, self-reliant, and self-disciplined. His long escape life has allowed him to develop the habit of relying on himself.
If he hadn't settled down in Ziyang later and made close friends like Lin Muping, Long Yingxiao might still be the same as he was when he was thirteen.
Anxious, suspicious, sensitive, his mind is filled with hatred and killing.
There are also nightmares that wake him up every day.
Four years have passed, and some things have already passed.
Some, in other ways, continue to be buried deep in their minds.
Those unforgettable hatreds are like seeds. They are buried deep in the earth. Before they sprout, they will continue to absorb the nutrients of the earth and accumulate strength.
After the accumulation is completed, it will bloom into a bright and beautiful flower of evil at the fastest speed and with the most graceful posture.
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"Ying Xiao, Ying Xiao."
Mo Ziling shook Long Yingxiao's arm and called his name softly.
"Sorry, I'm a little lost."
Long Yingxiao shook his head and said.
"Speaking of which, Zi Ling, you are a little different today."
Long Yingxiao looked at the two people's shadows stretched by the street lights and said suddenly.
"what happened to me?"
Mo Ziling was intrigued by Long Yingxiao's words and asked.
"You look pretty today."
"Say it nicely."
One look at Long Yingxiao's expression, and Mo Ziling knew that he was joking again.
"You didn't talk much in the past, but you seem to be talking a lot today."
After listening to Long Yingxiao's words, Mo Ziling then retorted:
"I just don't talk much these days, okay? I didn't talk to you much when we were at school?"
"Then what's been going on with you these days?"
Long Yingxiao said curiously.
"No matter what I say these days, you will arrange everything. I will just follow you and listen to your instructions."
After Mo Ziling said this, she unconsciously held Long Yingxiao's arm a little tighter.
"Oh, that's right."
Long Yingxiao chuckled and said.
"It's silly."
Mo Ziling and Long Yingxiao looked at each other and smiled.
After laughing, Mo Ziling lowered his head, looked at the two people's shadows and stopped talking.
Yingxiao, the flower of evil in my heart seems to be about to mature?