I just feel a little sorry for Heerrou! Thinking of the strength she used before, Disani couldn't help but feel guilty. I'm afraid Heerrou's chest is already bruised, right?
After thinking for a long time, Dishani was finally ready to come back and apologize.
She even thought about the rhetoric, but she found that she had overlooked the most important point: pride, or vulnerability.
After walking around the camp seven or eight times, Dishani couldn't even think of walking into Heerrou's tent and saying sorry as she had imagined.
If you tell the truth, will you really be forgiven? Should you hide it? But if you hide it, won't your sincerity be insufficient? Dishani, with drums in her heart, anxiously circled in the dark, and a few insects that came to harass her were even more disturbing.
People were anxious, so she chopped them into powder with a sword, but it was of no use to her anxiety.
Put down the sword, still anxious.
Move around, swing your sword, move around, swing your sword.
In the silent night, the area around the camp has almost become a restricted area for insects, but anxiety is increasing.
If she were an ordinary girl, she would probably be forced to go home out of shame, right? But Disani is a warrior, a swordsman who faces life and death. She neither likes cowardice nor can she go back and bury her head in the sand.
home in.
So after walking the twenty-fifth lap, Dishani, who was keenly aware that she was getting more and more irritable, finally stopped. She felt that if she continued like this, she might not have the courage, so she walked straight to the camp, and
He kicked his own tent over and, with no way out, strode to Heerrou's tent and carefully opened the door curtain.
"sorry!"
"sorry!"
The two people stared at each other in unison. One was sitting drinking tea with his suitcase in his arms, while the other was squatting at the door with the curtain raised. The atmosphere was extremely awkward.
"Shall we go out to talk?" Heerrou pointed outside. The narrow tent was a bit crowded for two people.
"No, my tent collapsed." Dishani didn't take a step back, her eyes flashed with aggression, and she was ready to squeeze in at a glance.
Collapsed? How could it collapse when there was no wind or rain? Haierrou thought about the promise she made to exchange information before and realized that she was squeezed into a corner! So she sighed, moved to the side and lay down.
: "Come in, you can sleep with me tonight."
I was planning to say it. Even if Disani didn't come to ask, she would have told her that she was just sighing because she was sorry for that tent. I'm afraid it would be very crowded to sleep in tonight. Thinking of this, Haerrou used her backpack as a cover to hide a bunch of weapons.
and other sundries were put into the space bag, leaving only one hand for self-defense, and the Saya suitcase placed behind the head as a pillow.
"Okay." Dishani stuck the sword at the door in an obedient manner, climbed in carefully, and squatted down solemnly.
"Lie down. There's enough space. We can chat for a while and fall asleep." Haierrou patted the floor beside her.
"Lie down?" Disani said with some uncertainty.
"Of course? Are you going to sit there all night? You want to sit but I still want to sleep!" Haerrou said angrily and pulled Dishani, then took off her coat.
"Oh!" Dishani slowly moved her body, tossing and turning in the small space for a while before lying down next to Haerrou.
"Here!" Seeing her lying down, Haerrou threw the balled up coat over her. I don't know if it was intentional revenge or a coincidence. The coat was just like Dishani had thrown Haerrou before, with the hood covered.
face.
"What for?" Disani's voice was somewhat dissatisfied.
"Pillow!" Haerrou rolled her eyes impatiently, and said in an attempt to cover up: "What else can you do? Haven't you ever slept? Don't think too much, this is not revenge!"
Pillow? I haven't used it since I became a big sword. When sleeping, don't you just stick the sword on the ground and lean on it? Disani said quietly: "I have slept on it, but it has been too long and I haven't used it.
."
"What did you say?" Haierrou was a little confused.
"It's nothing." Disani didn't explain, but slowly and casually held Haerrou's coat, and accidentally put her hand on Haerrou's chest, causing her to gasp.
"I'm sorry." Dishani, whose face was covered, seemed to have let go of some shackles. She rarely pretended to be calm, but asked in a tone full of apology and concern: "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt much, no need to apologize. You don't understand. It's normal to be careless. I'm asking for trouble." Haierrou waved her hand.
After gathering her clothes and stuffing them behind her pillow, Dishani's tone was much calmer this time: "I'm sorry."
"It's nothing. I should be the one to say sorry. I deceived you into eating so many internal organs. Isn't it disgusting? Did you vomit?" The smile on Haerrou's face turned evil as she spoke, and she seemed to be gloating over the misfortune.
And metaphor.
"It's not disgusting. I'm sorry, I lied to you." Disani said sincerely.
"Lied to me?"
"Yes, I'm not disgusted with internal organs, but I want to eat them."
Haerrou was a little surprised at first, but when Disani opened her mouth, she just laughed.
"No, you are so solemn. What did I think you were talking about? Feelings are only a matter of two hearts?" Haier smiled so softly that her eyes could no longer be seen. She slapped the ground and laughed so hard that Dishani became determined.
Extraordinary anger.
Before he could say anything, Heerrou pinched Heerrou's waist and twisted it hard, then pulled him back. Heerrou, who had just been smiling happily, grinned like a ragged hozen: "
Ouch! Be gentle, be gentle!”
"Ha! I'm talking to you about business, but you laugh at me. Do you know how to ask for mercy now?" Dishani snorted angrily when she saw this, but still let go of her hand, and made a meat-squeezing gesture in the air as if to show off.
Warning: "Don't mess with me."
"Okay, okay, I was wrong, okay!" Haerrou curled her lips and turned over. Her head, which had been resting on the suitcase just now, came close to Dishani's side, and her warm breath made Dishani's neck tingle.
Itchy, just when Disani was about to kick her to the ends of the earth, she said: "Anyway, it's just a few hearts on the left and right. If you eat it, you will eat it. How can I make you bend your back?"
"How many hearts?" Dishani sneered and closed her eyes: "Do you know you almost died on these hearts?"
"What? Are you talking about me? Will I die because of these hearts?" Haerrou was stunned for a moment.
"Really?" Dishani also turned over, and the two people who were not far away suddenly stuck together. After that, there was a long silence, and Haerrou even thought that there was something going on between herself and Dishani.
When there was static electricity, Dishani took a long breath and opened her eyes.
"Do you know the difference between a demon and a big sword?" Dishani's eyes made Haerrou shiver like the cold wind of the Arctic.
"What?" Haerrou swallowed and touched the grenade on her lower back.
"It's viscera. Demons eat viscera, but big swords don't. Who knew you would think that I hate viscera, so you would come to help me?" Dishani still had the same expression, and her unchanging smile made Haierrou feel cold, like
Said like a chant.
"So?" Haierrou said in a deep voice and grabbed the suitcase, but his right hand had already slowly touched his lower back, where three defensive grenades were hung. It was too late to grab the hand grenades, and the shotguns were grabbed by the foot.
At this distance, even a fire stick can't compare. Haierrou also had a clear view of the demon's vitality. Although it did not have the powerful armor and heavy firepower of the cyborg, it was the kind that could fight even if it was cut into two sections.
However, the vitality made Haierrou completely lose confidence in dagger fighting as a last resort.
Dishani didn't stop this, but she didn't say anything either.
When Haerrou's heart almost sank to the bottom of the sea, Disani spoke to herself: "At that time, I felt like my whole body was on fire. The strange feeling covered my mind like a tide, and my body was almost involuntary.
Wrathfully, all the complicated thoughts in my head have clearly turned into one thought, rubbing you into my body and becoming one with you. It doesn't matter whether you eat me or I eat you. If it wasn't Guni
elegant"
"Stop! Stop! Stop!" Haierrou, who had looked wary just now, almost turned red as a monkey's ass. She grabbed Dishani's shoulders and shook her desperately as she looked like she was breaking down due to embarrassment.
"What's wrong?" Disani was a little confused.
"Have you ever had a boyfriend?" Haerrou asked solemnly.
"No, Da Jian will not get married." Dishani said matter-of-factly.
"What about your girlfriend?" Haerrou twitched the corners of her mouth.
"Can a woman be with a woman?" Dishani opened her mouth in surprise.
"Of course, according to the civil laws of Super Earth. Bah! Talk about this!" Haierrou spat speechlessly, stretched out his fingers to make a circle, and moved the index finger of the other hand in and out of the circle, and continued to ask:
"Have you ever done that?"
"What? Like this?" Disani imitated without knowing why, but Haerrou slapped away the two mischievous hands.
"It's just self-comfort!" Haerrou had no choice but to speak directly, but as soon as she finished speaking, Dishani spat in her face.
"Bah! Rogue!"
Haierrou touched the spittle on her face and argued angrily: "Hey! I'm asking about something serious! Can you be more serious? Is there anything?"
"Really?" Disani's tone was very suspicious.
"Of course it's true!" Haierrou's tone was decisive.
After hesitating for a long time, Dishani choked out a sentence like a mosquito snoring: "No, the sword is not a wandering warbler. The training it has gone through is just how to make secret glances and pretend to be a wandering warbler. There is nothing in depth.
Damn, how could you do such a despicable thing!"
"Then do you want to kill me now? Kill me and eat my internal organs or something?"
"No!"
"I understand..." Haerrou looked at Dishani's face with sympathy and said meaningfully.
"What did you understand?" Dishani said dissatisfied.