[K] The growth and evolution of the owner and the dog

The place where the Dresden Institute collapsed was only a few hundred meters away from the main road, and Weizmann ran panting in the dirt.For him who is engaged in scientific research, running is a rare sport.Without stopping for a moment, he quickly searched for the figure of the young man with his eyes among the ruins, but found nothing.Where did he go? He stopped and hit himself on the head with his fist angrily.Knowing that the boy's behavior was so abnormal, he was released so easily.Just for that so-called boring experimental data.Damn myself.

"Aaron..."

The sun sank quickly, and the sky became dark within a few minutes. The air was mixed with water vapor, and a drizzle of rain fell from the sky.In the ruins, Weitzman called the boy's name over and over again, tirelessly.

He knew that the boy had nowhere to go, and the only place to return to was him.He could only comfort himself like this.There was the sound of falling stones, and Weitzman approached the place where the sound came from, and shouted. "Aaron?"

At the place covered by the intersection of the two collapsed stone pillars, he looked down and saw the boy with sharp eyes.The young man knelt on the ground and kept digging the soil with his hands. The expression on his face was covered by his long hair, and Weitzman couldn't see clearly.The ground was wet from the fine rain, and his feet were slippery. Weitzman slowly approached the place where the boy was.It was a cave-in, and two stone pillars cleverly propped up a small space.Block all the light out.Weitzman was afraid that he would disturb the boy at this time, so he tried to soften his voice as much as possible. "Aaron?"

The boy paused for digging the soil, and turned his head to look at him. Tears flowed from his empty eyes. Weitzman still couldn't see any emotions from the boy, but he could know the boy's fear at this moment.

"Little... Bai." The boy called out in a hoarse voice with trembling white lips. "Xiaobai..." Weitzman couldn't help but rushed up, hugged the boy in his arms, patted his back, and whispered softly. "I'm here, I'm here."

Feeling the warm body temperature, the boy suddenly fell silent.He rested his head on Weitzman's shoulder. "I can't find it." What?Weitzman heard the boy murmur. "Can't find it."

"If you can't find it, then don't look for it." He stroked the boy's messy, mud-stained long hair and comforted him. "Don't think about anything, everything will be fine."

[Don't think about anything, just bear it obediently. 】

A man's figure appeared vaguely in front of his eyes. He was holding a huge needle, no matter how much he struggled and cried, he still stuck the needle into his body.

Weitzman froze suddenly, and paused when he touched the boy's head.There was a heart-piercing pain in his shoulder, he turned his head sideways, and saw the boy closed his eyes and let the tears flow, his teeth clenched his flesh tightly, the blood stained the surrounding clothes along the boy's teeth wet.He just paused for a moment before continuing the previous action, not caring about the pain in his shoulder at all.

The shoulder hurts a lot.If the boy can return to normal, and even share some of the boy's fear, then the pain is worth it.

The smell of blood spread in his mouth, the boy froze suddenly, and the strength of his teeth clenching in his mouth was also revoked.This disgusting taste, yet familiar and terrifying.The strength came from the hair again and again, which made the boy calm down and looked up at him.Why... Didn't he hurt him?Why are you still being so nice to yourself?

"Calm down?" Weitzman said with a smile, the boy's dazed expression was very cute, and he stretched out his thumb to wipe away his own blood stained on the boy's mouth.Joking pale. "It feels like your entire shoulder has been bitten off by you, Aaron, you are so cruel." After speaking, seeing the young man's face turn pale, he knew that the joke was not at the right time, so he closed his mouth.

But the young man became ruthless and tore off his collared clothes, revealing the blood-stained shoulders bitten by him.Weitzman hurriedly pulled it up and patted the boy's head with his other hand. "Do you want to go back?" The boy was very stubborn and insisted on pulling off his clothes, but Weitzman had no choice but to let him.The boy's big eyes looked at the bleeding shoulder and he didn't move. Weizman was a little hairy. Just about to speak, he watched in shock as the boy stretched out his pink tongue and licked the blood on the wound. A burst of numbness.The blood was licked off and replaced by fresh ones, the boy licked tirelessly again and again.Weitzman felt his lower abdomen tighten, and his face turned dark.

Do you have a pedophile yourself?

Why can't I stop?The boy frowned and looked at the shoulder that was still bleeding continuously, and looked at Weitzman. Weitzman was amused by him, tore off a piece of shirt fabric that had been torn by the boy, and pressed his hands on it. "It's useless, Aaron. If I don't leave, I'm going to die here." Somewhat embarrassing, the cause of death of the dignified Dresden scientific researcher on the first day was bleeding from his shoulder.

The boy looked at the land below with some reluctance, Weitzman asked doubtfully. "Is there something?"

"My...body..." The boy said solemnly, then squatted down and picked up a dirty, disfigured and yellowed paper on the floor, and handed it to Weitzman.

"give me?"

"..ke...to..." Weitzman took the paper with one hand, the densely written words on it were all blurred, and the only thing that could be seen was a person's name.

Dajue on Guochang Road.

"Hands." Weitzman's voice was full of anger, which made the young man tremble, and he raised his hands consciously, exposing them in front of him.The round fingertips were covered with mud, and the small gravel mud mixed with blood stains between the nails was particularly horrible.

With a sullen face, Weitzman grabbed the boy's arm with one hand, walked all the way back, stuffed the boy into the car, and yelled at the driver viciously. "drive!!"

driver:……

He didn't know why he was so angry, but he didn't get angry when he thought that the young man didn't cherish himself so much.

"Dajue on Guochang Road?" Crotia frowned as she looked at the only name on the paper in her hand. "Is there any meaning to this name? It should be a Japanese name, right? Adolf, don't tell me this is Alang's name?"

"No." The boy with his hands bandaged and lying on Weitzman's lap quickly replied.Then he pursed his lips tightly, for fear that Weitzman would yell at him like a driver.Weitzman, whose shoulders were bandaged by the doctor, laughed out loud. "No, sister, this one was dug out by Alan from the ruins. I guess it might be one of the people on the list that Germany planned to cooperate with Japan, the ally."

"Partners..." Crotia mused. "But having said that, didn't you take Alan to find seniors to order clothes? Why did you turn halfway to the research institute, and what happened to your injuries." She looked serious. "be honest!"

"I just want to take Aaron to the Japanese restaurant we usually go to, and pass by the research institute on the way..." Weitzman's voice became softer. "As for... the shoulder injury..."

"Say!"

"It's me." The boy who had been silent all this time said. "I was out of control."

Hearing the boy's words, Weitzman almost stood up excitedly, and he pushed back with a groan when he pulled the wound.Even Crotia was surprised. "What do you remember?"

The boy shook his head, his eyes were still expressionless, but he expressed his thoughts clearly. "There's something calling me, and I can't hold back my emotions for a moment." He bowed deeply to Claudia. "sorry."

"Aaron, it's great that you're fine." Weitzman smiled.

"Thank you, Xiaobai."

"Don't call him Xiaobai, call him Brother Weitzman." The corner of the boy's mouth curled up slightly, but he didn't speak.

"It's up to you." Claudia rubbed the space between her brows. "I'm going to check the identity of this Guochang Lu Dajue. Before I find out, don't make any more trouble. Adolf, you are not young."

"Don't worry, sister."

"noob."

"what happened?"

"Hungry." Weizman looked at the hungry boy in front of him, his heart softened in a mess.It can be regarded as being completely captured by this child.There is nothing wrong with him.Seeing this, the butler on the side nodded at Weitzman and stepped back to prepare food.

"Come here." He raised his uninjured shoulder and waved, and the boy obediently threw himself on his lap.Weitzman stretched out his hand and twisted the tip of the boy's nose without any force.Said with a little affection. "You really scared me."

"I'm sorry." The eyelashes of the young man's wings fluttered in front of him, and the fat face of the baby who had been raised by his side was not the previous fiasco, but a little pink.It made Weitzman neither scold nor hit.

"If there is anything, be sure to tell me, don't do this again."

"Okay." The boy clenched his fist with his right hand, but the little finger was stuck there. Seeing that Weitzman didn't respond, he explained. "Hook."

"Okay, pull the hook."

The intersecting little fingers represent their bond.and entangled fate.Xiao Hei could see clearly from the side, he was a little confused about what was the sealed memory that Slate showed him.But he could fully understand Weitzman's expression at this time.

It was a smile that overflowed with happiness beyond words.He lowered his brows and eyes. Although Xiaobai and Weitzman are one person, they have experienced so many things. The most real emotion at the beginning has been worn away with time, and the rest is about the past. memories.This is something he can't do no matter how hard he tries.Because the dead are always more influential than the living.

He Yatogami Gouro, although he has left a corner in Xiaobai's memory, he has not integrated into this person's world after all.Although I don't know why the boy is not mentioned by Xiaobai, Claudia has become an existence that Xiaobai's memory can never be surpassed.

Always more important than him.Jealousy is a terrible thing, Xiao Hei thought.