He found a cliff far away and threw the internal organs down. The water scattered in the air and smashed out a cloud of crows in the woods. The chirping sound seemed to be scolding Haerrou for being unethical.
"Shut up! There is no neighborhood committee in this world that will fine me." Haerrou yelled nervously at the circling birds and laughed.
"Haierrou, graduated from the 87th Submarine Training Course. She has no bad record. Except for competing with boys upstairs when she was twelve years old, she was fined 700 star coins and detained for three days." Saya seemed to be taking advantage of every opportunity.
complained: "I think you must have lost?" 2
"Shut up." Haierrou, with a black face, knocked on his vest and said, "If you continue, even if you are an AI, I will hold you accountable for violating my privacy! How about giving you a bath?"
"Tch!" Although Saya looked contemptuous, she still shut up.
The matter of throwing away garbage came to an end. Although it was very dark, Haierrou, who turned on the low-light night vision function on the helmet, moved very quickly. On the way back, he even found two garlic bulbs that tasted similar to wild garlic, but looked very strange.
The roots of the plant, which looked like rotten fungus, also went to the pool to wash their hands.
And when she ran back to the camp with the cleaned thing, let's call it rotten fungus, Dishani stood in front of the prey, holding a bleeding heart, looking like she was about to vomit.
, looking at it steadily...
"Hey, what are you doing?" Haierrou asked doubtfully.
There was no deliberate concealment, and she came with the sound of snapping grass and trees. Haerrou's questioning voice was not unexpected at all, but Dishani, who was clutching her heart, seemed to be frightened, her body trembled suddenly, and in her hands
The heart also fell back into the prey's abdominal cavity where the peritoneum had been stripped away with a loud sound.
"I didn't do anything," Disani hurriedly denied, but her violently moving throat and pale complexion made her words completely unconvincing.
Maybe she wants to overcome the discomfort to her internal organs, right? I have to say that Dishani is really stubborn. Most people would just try to avoid dizziness and needles even if they find out about it, right? It's good for her, she's still holding her heart to look at it.
It's a pity that sometimes nausea is not just a psychological problem, otherwise no one would die from claustrophobia, right?
"Alas" Heerrou shook her head helplessly, put her hand into the small bag on her back, pretending to be taking something out, and asked Shaye to project a pack of toilet paper, and walked to Dishani with a look of regret on her face.
Dishani's face became paler, she staggered back a step, opened her mouth and said as if she was hesitant to speak: "Did you see it?"
"Of course I saw it!" Haerrou said speechlessly, pulled out the package of projected toilet paper from behind, and reached out to grab Dishani's bloody right hand.
Unexpectedly, the strength used was too little, and Haerrou just gently hugged Dishani's wrist. She jerked back as if she was electrocuted, and threw away Haerrou's hand.
Seeing her reaction so fiercely, Haierrou had no choice but to slow down her movements, suppress the anger in her stomach, and spoke in a lowered voice, instead of her usual loud voice.
"Calm down, let your head go. Look, there's blood all over your face." Without the blessing of the big decibel, Haier's soft and hoarse voice became waxy, like hair scratching the eardrums.
With the same gentle and soft feeling coupled with the wrinkled face, Dishani, who seemed to be in an extreme state, slowly calmed down.
She opened her mouth, but didn't say anything, but there was a kind of despair in her eyes.
Looking at her, most of the anger in Haierrou's heart dissipated at once, replaced by a kind of calm annoyance. Annoyed by their rotten organization, they didn't choose carefully when choosing people. Even this kind of person who has a strong desire for internal organs
Anyone who responds can be selected as a soldier and placed on Super Earth. Disani may not even be able to pass the initial test for enlistment.
"Maybe there is no one to choose from. After all, the social development level of this planet is even more chaotic than that of the Middle Ages. If you want to form an army, you don't have to choose." Shaye explained this way.
Even so, that organization is not a good thing. Can't we choose some men when choosing people? I heard that all Da Jian are women. Haierrou complained in her heart, but her expression did not change at all: "Are you calmer? I
Can I help you wipe your face?"
Dishani neither refused nor agreed, she just pursed her lips tightly and stood with a pale face.
"Relax, relax." Haierrou tried her best to imitate the tone of the psychiatrists in the army. She took out a piece of paper in her right hand and gently wiped away the blood splashed on Dishani's face.
"Okay, it looks much better this way. Let me wipe your hands too." Haerrou looked at Dishani's face and said with a smile. She grabbed Dishani's wrist as if to push her further, trying to pull her away.
Sit down by the fire.
But I pulled it gently, but it couldn't be pulled.
Looking back, Dishani still had that pale expression. Feeling the stiff touch on her wrist, Haerrou sighed helplessly, let go of her hand, and hugged Dishani instead, avoiding the rough grab.
Cocoon gently brushed her back with her relatively smooth fingertips, from her towering spine to her stiff waist.
"Okay... okay, it's okay." Haierrou murmured without knowing what she meant.
It's like comforting a child.
After an unknown number of minutes, Heerrou felt that Dishani's body slowly became softer, and the touch returned by her fingers was no longer the clear-cut muscle touch. At the same time, Herrou was close to Dishani's face.
There was also a moist chill on my sleeping neck.
Sighing, Haerrou did not let go of Disani, but took out a piece of paper and stuffed it into her clean left hand and said: "Wipe it."
After a while of rubbing, until Haerrou felt Dishani stopped moving and a crumpled, water-stained piece of paper fell on the ground, she gently turned around and pulled Dishani to the fire.
Said: "Sit down."
During the whole process, Haerrou kept her head lowered and did not look at Dishani's face. She just held her hand with concentration and gently wiped the dried blood stains on her hand with paper dipped in water.
Looking at Heerrou's hair hanging down in front of her forehead, and touching her still red eyes, Disani breathed a sigh of relief, and her eyes looking at Heerrou became more inexplicable.
Is his emotion gratitude? Gratitude that Haerrou did not raise his head and took care of his embarrassing appearance? Or is it reliance? Reliance on the feeling of being able to vent freely when they hugged each other?
Unknowingly, Dishani found that her hand had reached to Heerrou's temples.
Dishani and Heerrou paused for a moment, as if they clicked on a paused video and pressed start at the same time, and continued in tacit agreement.
Haerrou wiped off the last trace of blood on Dishani's hands, and Dishani pushed Haerrou's black hair back behind her ears.
"It's okay, just raise your head." Dishani spoke softly and slowly, like a chant, and the two of them looked at each other.
"Is there any more paper?" Disani looked at Heerrou's empty hand.
"Ah?" Haierrou said with some confusion: "It's gone? Do you want to use it? I'll get it for you."
"No need." Disani smiled and held Heerrou's face: "I just threw the blood stains on your face."
"Why?"
Was he kissed? Or was it just a thank you? I was thinking wildly.
The plot that was too abrupt was like a lightning strike, shattering the logic in my mind into chaos.
Is this radiant? Haerrou searched for a suitable affix to describe Dishani at this moment. It wasn’t until the appearance of a female soldier of the same class after their wedding night suddenly came into her mind that she realized that the two had something in common.
The unusual feeling of similarity is called: satisfaction..
Obviously Haierrou can be considered a person who has been in love, but she still feels like she is being flirted with.
What am I thinking! I'm obviously straight? Could it be an illusion caused by Russell's death and the hopelessness of being single? The random thoughts of an old maid who can't get married are really too miserable, right?
Don't think too much, Haierrou! Thinking that others like you is one of the four major misconceptions in life! Maybe she is naturally very attractive, but it's just hidden by that masked face. Haierrou let out a sigh of relief and said fiercely
Get those thoughts out of your mind, 1
But before I had time to comfort myself, a stupid sentence from someone came to my mind:
"Every gay and lesbian thinks he is straight until he meets the person he is destined to be..." 1
What a fart!
The speechless Heerrou scolded Saya viciously in her heart: This is obviously a nonsense you invented yourself!
"Tch! Did you actually see through it!"
You fucking said it! You just said it! See through the ghost! Do you think I can’t even distinguish between my voice and my thoughts? Haerrou scolded angrily, but she forgot that there was someone sitting next to her.
It’s Disany.
It wasn't until Dishani chuckled at Heerrou's vivid and changeable expressions that Heerrou explained with an embarrassed look: "Ahem, I was just a little random, don't mind!"
"If you say that, people will mind it more, right?" Saya complained.
Shut up, it’s not your fault!
Haierrou made an eye-rolling expression, but changed the topic with a blank look on her face: "Okay, okay, it's time to cook. Have you pounded those green fruits from before?"
"I'll get it for you." Dishani smiled and turned around, walking towards her sword and saying as she walked, "You really look a bit like Rosemary."
"Huh? Who are you talking about?" Haerrou said in confusion.
"One of the No. 1 in the past is also a person who can laugh and cry on his face." Disani was still smiling, but her eyes were a little sad.
"I'm not like that kind of person!" Haerrou rolled her eyes speechlessly. If she hadn't been distracted by answering Sayaka and didn't feel any danger, she wouldn't have revealed her true feelings!