I'm the only human in the whole community

Lu Yao leaned on the handle of the bench with one hand, and his forearm was numb to the fingers.

"...What did they dig up?" Lu Yao said, "What do they want to dig up? Yun Jiang is dead, and the new leader of the seventh group will take office in a few days. Which jurisdiction does not have any dirty things behind it? Are the higher-ups planning to give us a way out by doing this?"

The leader knocked on the table and lowered his voice: "Lu Yao, you are not young."

Lu Yao sneered and said, "I joined Guoan when I was a teenager, and you have squeezed me for so many years, and now you even want my stubble?"

"..." The leader asked: "Why are you excited. Who are you, Yan Qing?

Lu Yao was dumbfounded.

The meaning of these words is indeed too vague.

The leader said calmly, "The five poisons are too useful. We won't harm him. He can receive... a better education in Beijing."

The tone slid all the way down Lu Yao's back, and finally pressed heavily on his nerve endings.

When Lu Yao was about a teenager, he was also coaxed into Guoan by using this tone.

At that time, he had just come out of the fire and lost his father, mother and two younger siblings who were still babbling.A person stood blankly beside the scorched wall, watching the fire officers and soldiers busy back and forth. After a long time, the fire was finally extinguished, and the burning building was taken over by another group of people.

The leader stood there with a cigarette in his mouth, and whispered to the people around him, "...that's the only one left."

Then he came over, stroked Lu Yao's hair, and said, "Go to sleep for a while, and when you wake up, you should inherit your parents' mantle."

A few years ago, Lu Yao was still inexperienced, so he didn't realize the potential meaning of this sentence. He only knew that he would be a redundant person from now on. He hugged the leader tightly in a trance, cried bitterly, and still The body shape of the teenagers in the voice-changing period is not fully developed, and the thin body only makes people feel desolate, and the crying is heartbreaking, but it is weak as if it is dying.

Now that he has grown taller, he still can't help but hold his forehead. The strange and bizarre fragments are constantly interlaced, and the most obvious sound in his ears is the leader's breathing.

After a long time he said clearly: "No, I will not send him there."

He stays away from the imperial capital all the year round, and stays away from those treacherous secret fights, but as he said just now, there are dirty things behind the scenes everywhere. There are some interrogation rooms for inhumans under the office building in the North District of Guoan. The department he belongs to can be accurate to one-thousandth of a milliliter, and the ghosts of thousands of years have to be spit out. For a child like Yan Qing, even the skin will be peeled off.

Then he hung up the phone decisively.

Lu Yao rubbed his temples wearily, and stuffed the phone into his pocket.

He didn't continue to wait for Mr. Qi's operation to end. The higher-ups already knew about the knife, and it was decided to go north to conduct a review. It would be better to throw it to the bird to chop vegetables. Wang Lala was grateful to Dade and was taken away by the bird. .

Lu Yao found an excuse, took the first step, and slipped back home.

Things were cumbersome and troublesome these past few days, and he didn't bother to talk to Wu Ling, so he threw him into Yan Qing's house with one hand before he asked, then took a shower and went to bed, at first he closed his eyes anyway As a result, the bed was full of strange smells. After sniffing for a while, Lu Yao suddenly found that it was exactly the same smell as Yan Qing's body. He got up guilty and lay down on the sofa for another night.

Lu Yao started to avoid Yan Qing.

The child is stubborn, and he didn't notice anything wrong at first. One day after class, he grabbed a test paper and a candy in his hand, and moved to Lu Yao's side, trying to stuff the candy into his mouth. Lu Yao's nerves were tense, and he almost knocked it off by mistake. After he realized it, he didn't take the candy, and ran away after a few words.

Yan Qing stood there with a dazed expression, the toffee almost melted in the palm of her hand.

"How did you provoke him?" Wu Ling asked knowingly.

Yan Qing rarely refuted him.

The young man looked down at the toffee in his palm, sat down obediently beside Suo Luo, and said, "I didn't provoke him."

Wu Ling said: "Oh, that's actually quite normal. People are fickle. It's a good fate to like you at first glance, but it's not wrong to dislike you after two more glances. People, they just get along for a long time. Only then can we see the true face of the other party.”

Yan Qing: "..."

Wu Ling bewitched him vigorously: "Look, you have grown taller recently, but do your classmates and teachers really care?"

Yan Qing thought about it seriously, he was indeed stared at for a long time after he returned to school, and the math teacher who liked him the most hesitated to ask him if he had grown taller, but this strange stare disappeared soon , the people around him quickly accepted his height change in as short as one day and as long as three days.

"That's right." Holding a cup of soy milk, Wu Ling said deeply: "In fact, only you care about the things you have changed. Others can only watch the fun. If people really like you, they will hate you because you grow taller. You? No! Only people who didn’t like you very much before will alienate you because of this small change.”

Yan Qing: "...so?"

Suoluo quietly held a cup of hot tea, sat peacefully among them, and took a sip of the tea with a smile.

Wu Ling resolutely added the last sentence, saying, "Anyway, Lu Yao just doesn't like you."

"Oh really?" Yan Qing said, "But not long ago he helped me take a bath."

Wu Ling suddenly looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and his hair exploded with a groan, and said, "He also washed me...washed my hair!"

Yan Qing remained calm and said, "It's just the head?"

Wu Ling rested her chin on her knees, rubbed the little curly hair, and stopped talking.

Yan Qing ignored him, her long black eyelashes trembled, and she stared intently at the toffee in her hand.

Suo Luo couldn't hold back and asked, "Is it very important?"

Yan shook his head lightly, saying it wasn't important, "There is a huge pile on the teacher's desk, and she slipped it to me when I went to get the papers." He blinked, and repeated solemnly, "Give it to me." It's mine."

Suoluo comforted him, saying, "Lu Yao may just not like sweets very much."

However, there was still frustration in the boy's eyes that couldn't be concealed, and he poked the toffee from time to time. It was already approaching autumn and the weather was getting colder. Occasionally, the autumn wind blew by. After a long while, he suddenly said softly: "...that's it. I want to feed him."