black tower

To be honest, Zhao Hongguang had never been so close to a man before, and since he was seven years old, he never took a bath with his father.

Although the super high degree of matching with Han Jun did make Zhao Hongguang feel that his body and mind were vaguely attracted by him, but he still couldn't make up his mind if he suddenly wanted to do something beyond his limits. .

"Cough, do you want to drink some water? You sweated a lot just now." Zhao Hongguang shook his hand holding the towel, skipped an unspeakable part of Han Jun, and began to wipe his chest vigorously .

Han Jun is not the kind of aggressive guy. When he became the chief sentinel and served as the captain of the most elite sentinel team "Guardian" in the tower area, he would never use his identity to overwhelm others.

It was obvious that Zhao Hongguang declined his request politely. This can be seen from the action of the other party wiping the towel vigorously.

Madness will overload Sentinel's five senses. Although Han Jun has not had an attack for the time being, his five senses have long been out of balance. The feeling of wiping his skin with a towel is too stimulating for him.

"Uh... Before you give me water, can you lighten it?" Han Jun smiled wryly, and he felt that the two points on his chest were about to be scratched.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Only then did Zhao Hongguang come back to his senses, he hastily apologized to Han Jun, and his movements gradually softened.

There was a brief silence between the two. After Zhao Hongguang wiped Han Jun's body quickly, he shook the medical bed so that Han Jun could sit up.

This kind of time to sit up is not much for Han Jun, but fortunately he can finally take a closer look at his brother. What makes Han Jun gratified is: no matter what, he will be a real man until his death.

After drinking some water, Han Jun didn't try to make Zhao Hongguang untie himself or suggest that the other party would give him a hearty catharsis, but Zhao Hongguang felt that his naked appearance was not elegant, so he took off his coat again on his body.

"Did you know? I submitted an application for euthanasia in my second year here."

After simply washing his body, Han Jun felt pretty good, and even had the desire to confide in him.

Seeing Zhao Hongguang dragging a chair over, Fei Jiu hurriedly left Han Jun's head and flew back to his master's wrist.

"I know. The Executor gave me reasons why they wouldn't accept euthanasia, but now... they seem to have to."

"Hehe, in the final analysis, my life and death are just props used by the Tower District to compete with the coalition government." Han Jun was very relieved, he chuckled lightly, his eyes revealed deep loneliness, and then he turned He turned his head to Zhao Hongguang, "You are very powerful, you can sort out my spiritual sea in such a short period of time. But it should not be so easy to rebuild the barrier for me."

Zhao Hongguang was not sure whether Han Jun knew that he had been backlashed by rebuilding his mental barrier for him. He gave a soft "um" and didn't respond to the other party with specific words. get more.

However, Han Jun didn't seem to intend to continue talking about his treatment. He restrained the playful smile on his face, and his expression gradually became dignified.

"I had a matching guide, we got married and we went to San Vatican for our honeymoon together."

"The guide you are talking about is senior Wei Chen, right? He is my alumnus, and as the chief guide, he is indeed worthy of your chief sentinel." Zhao Hongguang didn't have any special views on Wei Chen, he only knew him as a guide Possesses a fairly powerful ability, and the opponent finally gave his life for the tower area.

"The matching rate between him and me is 92%, which is a very high value. I heard...you and I are 95%, which is incredible. I was lucky enough to meet such high matching guides one after another, You must know that many sentries can’t hope for a guide partner with a matching rate of more than 60%.” Although he has been unlucky these years, Han Jun also knows that in some respects, he is lucky.

Han Jun sighed and continued: "I guess you must also be interested in the battle that caused heavy losses in the tower area. Unfortunately, I can't remember what happened at that time at all in my mind. I don't even know how Wei Chen died. I don’t know, but people in the Black Tower later told me that Wei Chen’s body was not left in that battle. Now, the tower area is in the Heroic Spirit Cemetery, and a Clothes Tomb was built for him in my name.”

After speaking, Han Jun took a deep look at Zhao Hongguang.

"So do you want to worship him?" Zhao Hongguang asked softly.

Han Jun smiled wryly and shook his head. He tilted his head back so that his entire back could rest on the medical bed.

"They won't let me leave the Black Tower. I've begged the management of the Black Tower many times, and in the end they all rejected me on the grounds that the berserk sentry must undergo mandatory isolation. I thought, maybe I won't have the chance to go to Wei Chen's A bouquet of roses was presented to him in front of the tomb." Han Jun lowered his eyes, and at this moment he was completely lifeless, and the brown pupils were covered with a layer of gray, "Can you help me?" Go see him? As a sentry, I failed to protect my guide. I am the worst sentry in the tower area. I don’t deserve to be praised at all. The person who should go to hell is me.”

"Han... Brother, don't blame yourself so much. I believe that senior Wei Chen doesn't want to see you so sad." Hearing Han Jun's self-defeating words, Zhao Hongguang's heart seemed to be squeezed tightly. Feel sad for the other party, and even feel a deep regret for Wei Chen who has never met.

"When you get better, can I go with you?" The more depressed Han Jun was, the more Zhao Hongguang felt that he should save him. He thought that if Wei Chen was still alive, the other party would definitely do the same thing as him. s Choice.

People who can't tell lies are full of flaws after all. Han Jun looked at Zhao Hongguang who didn't dare to look directly at him, but finally smiled and nodded: "Okay, you can go with me when the time comes."

"Chirp." The air was filled with sadness, which made Fei Jiu feel uneasy. It jumped up and down on Zhao Hongguang's wrist, and finally couldn't help rubbing his head against the other's fingers. The master seemed to be getting sad too.

Zhao Hongguang stroked his fat and fluffy hair, and solemnly agreed to Han Jun's request: "Definitely."

Because of the failure to build a mental barrier for Han Jun, and even caused the consequences of the other party's almost sudden death, Zhao Hongguang dared not continue to act in a short time.After he went to the next door to find the medical staff and asked for a thin blanket, he used a sedative to help Han Jun, who had long been unable to fall asleep independently, fall into a peaceful sleep temporarily.

Zhao Hongguang carefully covered Han Jun with a blanket, and then sat down again.

In fact, he really wanted to ask Han Jun about the story of the senior Wei Chen. As a guide who had not matched the sentinel, Zhao Hongguang also wanted to know how the match between the sentries was. After all, it can only be used as a reference, and only practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

"Fat Chirp, what should I do?" Zhao Hongguang fell into a painful choice. Although he firmly declared in front of Lin Shaoan that he would fight for the last chance for Han Jun, he had to face that the failure of the mission would immediately kill him. The tragic situation of dead Han Jun.Should Han Jun spend his final days in peace, or use his own life, and Han Jun's life, to put all his eggs in one basket?

Fat Jiu tilted his head and looked Zhao Hongguang left and right. Finally, he jumped on Han Jun's body and tried his best to pick up the blanket with his small mouth, hinting something to Zhao Hongguang.

The place where Fei Jiu was standing was a bit awkward in Zhao Hongguang's eyes, but he soon understood why his mental body behaved in such a strange way.

Under the blanket, there was what Fei Jiu wanted, and his mercenary mental body made Zhao Hongguang feel a little split. He was obviously a kind, upright and modest young man, so why was this little tit so greedy?

In the end, Zhao Hongguang had no choice but to stretch out his hand and grab Fei Jiu, dumbfounded. He had to stop this little villain from messing with his respected Uncle Han.

"Fat Chirp, let me tell you, I might die this time, and then you will die too." Zhao Hongguang's words were not alarmist, he had already tasted that his spiritual tentacles were blown by a stronger force. The terrible feeling brought about by the power of burning.Fat Jiu frantically pecked at Zhao Hongguang's finger holding him. Its fluffy hair was about to be messed up again after being pinched by the other party. To Fei Jiu, it was more terrifying than death.

"Fat Chirp, you are a part of me. For your new house, lend me your strength when the time comes." Zhao Hongguang was relieved to find that his mental body was not afraid at all. He thinks that the mental body is just the subconscious projection of sentries and guides, but Zhao Hongguang has long been used to treating Feijiu as a life independent of himself. This is the first time he has discussed matters with his spiritual body so sincerely.