black tower

Early the next morning, Zhao Hongguang's mother asked someone to deliver the omelet rice her son wanted. She bought an insulated lunch box because she was worried that it would get cold on the road.

Under normal circumstances, people who are not staff in the tower area, or ordinary people who apply to live in the tower area as the companion of a senior sentry or guide, other people are not allowed to enter the tower area at will, even if this person is the parent of a sentry or guide, But a proof of relationship allows them to bring in something for their family.

After all, the family relationship between ordinary people and supernatural beings is also difficult to cut off.

The staff in charge of delivery handed over the omurice to the guard of the black tower, and then the guard personally handed it over to Zhao Hongguang.

"I also think the food in the Black Tower is quite unpalatable. Your mother is so kind to you and sent food here." The guard looked enviously at the bear-shaped lunch box in Zhao Hongguang's hand. Although he didn't open it, he From the phrase "Mom's little sweetheart" teased by the delivery staff when they handed the lunch box to me, I seem to have smelled the smell of food. After all, mother is synonymous with tenderness, dependence and deliciousness in many people's hearts.

To be honest, apart from taking energy supplements non-stop these days, Zhao Hongguang never went to the cafeteria to have a meal at all. The food was light in taste, far from delicious, in order to take care of the sentinels with sensitive five senses.

"Thank you." Zhao Hongguang is not in the mood to chat with the enthusiastic guard elder brother.When many sick sentries in the black tower were facing death, the other party was easily trying to talk to him about food issues. Of course, Zhao Hongguang knew that this was not the other party's fault. He could only say that the joys and sorrows of people are not Not connected.

"Brother, the omelet rice is here." Zhao Hongguang closed the door and approached Han Jun who was still firmly fixed on the medical bed.

The other party didn't sleep for a long time with the help of sedatives, but the good news is that the other party has no signs of madness for the time being.

However, after one night, the burning pain in the depths of Han Jun's mental sea intensified, which made him who was used to forbearance look very painful.

Han Jun's brows were furrowed, and he gritted his teeth in pain from time to time, because only in this way could he avoid cowardly groans.

"Did your mother do it?" Han Jun opened his eyes. He looked much more haggard than before, and the faint light in those dark eyes seemed to be extinguished at any moment.

"En." Zhao Hongguang carefully opened the lunch box, and the steaming omelet rice appeared in front of his eyes in a complete form. The golden egg skin was full of red tomato sauce, exuding an attractive flavor. sweet and sour smell.

"My mother is very good at cooking. After you recover, go to my house to try her cooking." Zhao Hongguang took off the spoon pinned to the lid of the lunch box, took a sip, and brought it to Han Jun's mouth.

"Try it, brother." Although Zhao Hongguang always felt that calling Han Jun brother was a bit of a mouthful, because the other party's mature and handsome appearance and the age difference between him and himself were really not like the brother in his mind, but more like a An uncle like an elder.But considering Han Jun's mood, Zhao Hongguang is still willing to call him brother against his will.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Han Jun's throat slipped, and the scent in his memory made his bitter mouth start to salivate involuntarily.

"You eat first." Zhao Hongguang is not hungry. He drank two bottles of energy supplements given by Natasha early in the morning. This high-tech drug is expensive and tastes like chemicals. There are hardly any disadvantages, and it can even make people feel full after providing the user with the mental and physical energy needed by the body.

"Then I won't be polite." Han Jun opened his hungry mouth obediently. He was tied up on the medical bed, and even eating and excreting were in the hands of others. This was his sorrow, but also his helplessness .

Although Han Jun has been thinking about wanting to eat omelet rice, when he really tasted this long-lost delicacy, his five senses that have long been out of control made him really feel a strong stimulation from the tip of his tongue.He likes that ketchup is like flowing magma on his tongue, and the sweet and sour taste is magnified dozens of times, and his crumbling mental barrier has long been unable to guard against such stimulation.

"Hmm..." Han Jun almost bit off his tongue, the stubbornness in his bones made him tighten his lips, and then forcibly swallowed the tormenting thing in his mouth.He can no longer taste his favorite food.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Hongguang panicked, and he subconsciously stood up.

From Han Jun's painful expression, Zhao Hongguang should have expected that the other party would not be able to eat normal food in such a situation, but he couldn't bear to let Han Jun's wish come true again and again.

"Uh...vomit..." As Han Jun swallowed the food forcibly, his stomach suffered next.

Because during the long period of treatment, he relied on nutritional supplements or even nasal feeding to eat. Han Jun’s iron stomach, which could eat five catties of grilled steak, had shrunk long ago. A little more fat or hard objects in the food would make him The stomach is difficult to digest, and even rejection occurs.

The consequence of this was that Han Jun suddenly vomited. Although he only ate a mouthful of omelet rice, he vomited out a large puddle of gastric juice and even bile.

Zhao Hongguang had no choice but to put down the lunch box, and quickly patted Han Jun's chest and back.

"Don't worry, I just haven't eaten outside for a long time."

After Han Jun vomited, he felt a lot more comfortable. Seeing Zhao Hongguang who was panicked because of his discomfort, he comforted him with a voice.

"I'm sorry!" Zhao Hongguang began to regret why he didn't consider Zhou Xiang more. Based on the knowledge he had learned in the Guidance Academy, he clearly knew that Han Jun's body might not be able to withstand such a stimulus, but...

In the end, Zhao Hongguang had to eat the remaining omelet rice by himself. He ate very seriously. When he realized that he might be eating the last meal for Han Jun, he quickly drove out this unlucky thought. mind.

"It's nice to have a mother." Han Jun watched Zhao Hongguang eat his favorite omelet rice with that cute little bear lunch box, and let out a sigh of emotion.

Zhao Hongguang raised his head, licked the rice grains on his lips, and then asked: "By the way, brother, where are your parents? You are so sick, can't they come to visit you?"

"My parents?" Han Jun froze for a moment, "My mother left shortly after I was born. I lived with my father, and then when I was ten years old, my father died too. Well... he was also a sentinel , S5 level, he has no matching guide, and because of his irritable and withdrawn personality, no regular team is willing to accept him, so he can only accept some tasks left by others, can't make much money, and is very dangerous."

When he said this, Han Jun paused for a moment. From his calm expression, it was difficult to see what kind of feelings he had for his father.

"One time when he was on a mission, it was said that he was attacked by the enemy's spirit, which caused the barrier to be damaged and fell into madness. Later, he was honorably executed on the spot by the 'scavenger' in the tower area. Of course, these are what others told me Yes. That day, he said that he took a valuable job, and bought a roast chicken for me. I ate half of it and left the other half for him. After all, no matter how annoying he is, it’s me Dad." Han Jun lowered his eyes, and then smiled softly, "By the way, the scavenger has long been renamed 'Guardian', after all, the name used to sound a bit like recycling garbage, right? Hehehe... ..."

After Zhao Hongguang finished cleaning the ward, Fei Jiu consciously jumped out of the master's slightly relaxed mind, and at this time, Han Jun just finished telling the story about his life experience.

"Chirp." Fat Chirp pecked Zhao Hongguang's earlobe lightly, because it sensed that the other party's thoughts were full of sadness, and it was such a carefree master.

"Sorry, I reminded you of this bad memory." Compared with Han Jun who described his tragic experience lightly, Zhao Hongguang's nose gradually began to sore. The matter was difficult for him to digest for a while, and naturally it was also difficult for him to comfort Han Jun properly.

After Zhao Hongguang awakened his guiding ability, although he had less time with his parents and parted more, no matter when he returned to his home in the A1 safe zone, he could always feel the love from his parents from the heart. Backed by such a warm family, his growth can be said to be full of sunshine and smooth sailing.He couldn't imagine how lonely and helpless ten-year-old Han Jun felt when he was guarding half a roast chicken at night while waiting for his father to come back. He really hoped that he could travel back to that time and be with him like this now. around.

"Don't say sorry to me, I'm just glad someone is willing to listen to my nonsense. People think I'm a hero or a legend of St. Nerence, but I know that I'm just an ordinary person, There have been sorrows and happiness in the past days. In fact, I am not so unlucky, you don’t have to sympathize with me too much. After all, I have slept with the best guide in this tower area.” Han Jun smiled and shook his head, he I didn't mean to blame Zhao Hongguang at all, and I didn't continue to indulge in those sad pasts.

Zhao Hongguang tilted his head slightly, the more Han Junyue comforted him, the more he wanted to cry, obviously he was never so sad before.However, Zhao Hongguang does not think that this is all the emotional resonance brought about by his high degree of matching with Han Jun. As a human being, he really cannot ignore the suffering of others. Even if the person in front of him is not Han Jun, he must Feel sorry for the other person, although the degree of sadness may vary.

"It can be seen that you really love Senior Wei Chen very much. Would you like to tell me some stories about you and him?" Zhao Hongguang casually grabbed Fei Jiu, who was jumping around on his shoulder, and subconsciously used him The fluffy body wiped his nose. After all, the toilet paper was placed in the cabinet in the corner, and he didn't want to leave Han Jun's side now.Afterwards, Fat Chiu, who felt something brushed against his feathers, opened his mouth wide in surprise, and then began a crazy revenge.

Han Jun watched with great interest the little tit that crazily pecked Zhao Hongguang's finger with his mouth. He rarely saw such a mental body that could be so violent towards his master, and compared with Zhao Hongguang's personality, it was obviously a Worse, there is no self-awareness of the main character at all.In comparison, Wei Chen's white fallow deer always has a gentle and elegant appearance, which is almost the same as its owner's personality.