Lin Sanjiu sat on the ground and looked at Yu Yuan blankly.
Sibaan and Mim, who came after hearing the sound, dispersed the fog and hurriedly came to her side; as soon as their eyes fell on the human body wrapped in the light of the flashlight, neither of them could speak.
What tripped Lin Sanjiu and almost fell was Yu Yuan's back. Under the circle of yellow light cast by the flashlight, he was lying on the ground, sitting with his legs kneeling, curled up under his body;
In the mist, he just knelt on the ground, his hands sticking straight to the ground and stretching forward.
After looking at him for a while, someone broke the silence with a trembling voice.
"This... what is he doing?" Mim whispered. He was carrying a black combat bag that was wider than his body. At this time, his whole body shrank, holding the bag tightly with one hand, staring at Yu.
Yuan: "He...isn't he the big brother who came out just now? Is he still alive?"
He finished speaking, but no one answered him.
Mim finally turned his eyes away from Yu Yuan, and his face turned pale.
"What are you doing?" He forgot to lower his voice, and his voice broke for a moment: "Hey, what are you going to do-"
It wasn't until she felt someone grab her arm and pull her up that Lin Sanjiu suddenly came back to her senses. She raised her head and saw Mim's tightly wrinkled face in the hazy mist: "You
Why are you lying on the ground?"
She was stunned for a moment, then looked down and found that she had curled up her legs just now and was sitting on her knees on the ground. If Mim hadn't woken her up, she would have put on the same pose as Yu Yuan.
posture.
"I...I don't know either."
She murmured, feeling as if she was telling the truth. Just like migratory birds knowing to fly south when the season comes, this seemed to be a purely physiological drive - she raised her eyes, looked past Mim, and immediately
His face froze.
Although this boy was unattractive in appearance, he reacted very quickly. As soon as he saw the look on her face, he immediately jumped to the side. With a glance from the corner of his eye, he immediately twisted around and rushed back, looking anxious and angry:
"Sir! Sir!"
One of Sibaan's knees had just landed on the ground. He grabbed his clothes and shook him violently a few times. It seemed that he had regained his consciousness. He raised his head with some hesitation, looked at his knees, and lowered his head.
He asked loudly: "What's wrong with me?"
"You, you and her," Mim's lips trembled, as if he didn't know how to explain: "And this person..."
Lin Sanjiu was still sitting on her knees, and interrupted the boy with a hoarse voice, asking: "You... do you also want to be like Yu Yuan... lying on the ground?"
Sibaan glanced at Yu Yuan and nodded, his blond hair falling from his eyebrows, vaguely hiding his calm expression.
It seemed to him that the scene in front of him was very natural, just like a person falling asleep when he is tired or drinking water when he is thirsty. There was nothing special about it.
Unfortunately, Lin Sanjiu also felt the same way.
"Me too," she said while trying to control herself not to lie down again - this feeling was very strange, as if she was doing something unnatural. Obviously the only way was to kneel down, lie down, and put her face with
Putting her palms together on the ground was the most natural and logical thing to do, but she endured it and forced herself to stand up awkwardly.
"I also want to lie down on the ground..." She murmured, "Do you think...should we...?"
The second half of her words was very soft, and then disappeared in the mist. But Mim immediately understood what she meant, and hurriedly shouted: "No, it shouldn't be!"
Sibaan stood up slowly and swept the dust off his body. The gray-blue mist floated past him, blurring his sunny blond hair and adding a cold, inorganic whiteness to his face.
He looked like a carefully crafted handicraft at this moment.
"Why shouldn't it?" he asked in a low voice.
Mim looked back at his commander and found that his attitude was very serious. He could no longer control his surprise: "Sir, you...are you really not joking with me? No, no one would think so.
This is normal——"
When he said this, it seemed that the anxiety in his heart was about to explode; the boy rushed to Yu Yuan's side, took his arm, and turned him over. Yu Yuan had fallen into a long sleep, even though he was
He pushed it to the ground, still closing his eyes tightly and motionless.
"Look, if you lie down too, won't you become as delirious as him?" Mim said, squatting down and hitting Yu Yuan back and forth a few times: "Hey, hey! Wake up.
!”
The young man still didn't open his eyes, but his breathing became a little faster and his eyelids trembled slightly.
Mim's face turned red with anxiety, as if blood was about to drip from his forehead. When he saw that he could not wake up Yu Yuan, he cursed in a low voice, jumped up, turned around and ran forward - he had just rushed into the thick fog.
Not long after, there was a sudden "bang" sound. A faint flashlight fell to the ground, rolled several times, and then came the boy's painful voice: "Sir, I also tripped.
Come on...come here quickly, there are more people here!"
The two looked at each other and slowly walked over, following the sound. Sibaan's low, hoarse breathing sounded as clear as the hair passing by his ears in the quiet fog. Lin Sanjiu couldn't bear it.
Zhu took a deep breath - it seemed that he, like himself, was struggling to fight against the uncontrollable desire in his heart.
The gray-blue mist, like pieces of swimming fish, suddenly separated in front of them and swam away with their footsteps; but before they could see the front clearly, the mist surged and closed again.
"Mim, don't stand up yet, I have something that can blow away the mist." Lin Sanjiu shouted, and then the boy said "Okay". But she was reluctant to put it away.
[Tornado Whip] is called out to remove the card form - there is no other reason, it is just that I just can't muster the energy, and I feel that this thing should be done or not.
"Take out the things," Siba'an suddenly came closer and urged her in a low voice. His hair and breath rushed up together, allowing her to smell a little bit of the sun in the thick fog: "Everything
Whatever we don’t want to do, we have to do it quickly.”
"Do you trust Mim so much?" Lin Sanjiu asked hesitantly while calling out [Tornado Whip].
There is a reason why she asked this - Sibaan's words just now clearly prove that he does not trust the personal judgments of himself and Lin Sanjiu now; and other than the judgments of the two of them, they can only rely on
Mim’s opinion.
"No, I can't say that I trust him. I don't know him well." Siba'an replied, "What I trust is my own analysis and reasoning of the current situation - although the result of my reasoning is that I don't trust my own subjective opinion.
Feelings." After saying that, he smiled softly, "It's a bit contradictory, isn't it?"
Lin Sanjiu shook her head, strangely understanding what he meant. She deactivated [Tornado Whip]; for fear of hurting Mim, she just waved it twice - the end of the whip rolled out for a while.
The wind, neither strong nor weak, immediately blew away a large area of fog in front of it, making it look like a dented piece of marshmallow.
Mim was squatting on the ground, holding his combat bag, with a dazed expression on his face, and his eyes were narrowed by the wind.
The mist dispersed around him, revealing the earth covered with sand and gravel, as well as the round backs with standard postures on the earth.
The people who left the theater with them were all kneeling on the ground in the same posture; their backs were wrapped in clothes of different colors, and from a distance they looked like large expanses of mushroom canopies. No one moved, and no one moved.
The person made a sound; they seemed to have died frozen in this position, lying quietly on the ground until the mist slowly closed again and obscured their figures again.
"Sir, did you see it?" Mim shouted in a low voice in a hurry, "I don't know what possessed you, but this is not normal at all! Think about it, before today, you were
Have you ever posed like this before?"
Both of them shook their heads silently.
"Then, let alone so many people coming all the way to a strange place and posing like this on the sand, right?" The mist was damp and cool, but Mim broke out in a hot sweat: "You
Why on earth do you want to do this? Is this your own will?"
"You put it like that... maybe not." Lin Sanjiu said softly, exchanging glances with Siba'an. Both of them were enduring waves of urges to lie down on the ground - sometimes
He even wanted to grab the boy in front of him and force him to kneel down together.
Naturally, Mim didn't know the psychological activities of the two of them. When he heard what she said, he took a deep breath and relaxed his shoulders as if a heavy burden had been lifted.
Sibaan took a few steps forward - not far from Mim, there was a kneeling figure wearing an arsenal uniform. When he bent down, Lin Sanjiu could clearly see that the tips of his fingers were trembling: That was
The aftershocks when reason and impulse are at odds with each other.
"Are you okay?" she asked in a loud voice.
The blond man's fingers suddenly closed on the collar of the arsenal member, and then he pulled the man up - the mist and shadows obscured his expression, and he carried the man's collar and passed a few steps.
Seconds later, he suddenly laughed lowly, his voice trembling slightly: "It's okay... This feeling is very enjoyable."
Mim raised his head blankly.
"The biggest enemy is yourself, this sentence is really true." Sibaan smiled hoarsely at the two of them, and gently tapped his throat: "Now I am in my body, fighting with 'myself'
It's a fierce battle... Come on, give me a hand."
Only then did Mim realize and hurriedly picked up the arm of the arsenal member; the man was a head taller than him, so he had to half-carry and half-drag him back step by step.
Lin Sanjiu looked at Sibaan in confusion, not knowing how he did it - it was extremely difficult for her to even have the thought of "turn around and leave", let alone take the initiative to pick up the people on the ground. She ruthlessly
He bit himself hard, and with the thrill of pain, he finally forced himself to twist his head and strode towards the direction of Yu Yuan: "I, I will take Yu Yuan away..."
Towards the end, her own voice became weaker and weaker - fortunately, she bit the bullet and did not slow down in the end.
The young man covered in tattoos was lying on his back on the ground, just as he was when they left. She stopped beside the young man and looked back. In the vague mist, she could still see Sibaan's shadow.
He was walking step by step in the middle of the ground.
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