Exotic Endangered Species

Lin Heng opened his eyes and sat up subconsciously. Did he really fall asleep?In Carl's arms?After saying a bunch of nonsense?

Where is the face?Lin Heng pinched his face, then hissed in pain, and rubbed himself in pain.

He brushed his loose black hair, looked around, and tried to call out: "Carl?"

No one answered, Lin Heng reached for his cigarette and lighter, opened the small window that was closed by Karl again, and looked out through the opening, the Lan clan was very lively.A group of people wearing animal ears, wearing animal fur clothes, with different hairstyles, eye colors, and skin colors are coming and going on the street, some of them look like animal ears or cosplay with some special hobbies...

It's strange to say that after he told Carl so much, it seemed like he had let go of some heavy burden in his heart.Even those careful calculations were thrown out of his mind at once, and he just felt that everything in this other world was more beautiful, and in front of a person, he no longer had to make a fuss, and no longer had to make false claims.

It's like waking up from a big dream, after the chaos in the mind, it's clear, and the exhaustion of the troubled times has been washed away.

Lin Heng smiled inexplicably, picked up a cigarette, lit the fire, and muttered vaguely: "I can be regarded as a person who knows how to live simply, why is it so easy to be silly and happy all day long."

How to say that sentence - stupid people have stupid blessings, and young people are more happy.

Lin Heng squinted his eyes in enjoyment and took two puffs of the cigarette, when he saw the beast that looked like a wolf dog walking on the road sideways.

Then he sat back again, wanting to think deeply, when he turned his head, Carl's face appeared in front of him. Lin Heng smiled lazily, and blew a long puff of white smoke into Carl's face.

Carl didn't hide, his eyelashes trembled, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he could see through Lin Heng's essence and bad taste through this layer of white smoke.

Lin Heng thought to himself, damn it, it's too bad, I'm getting carried away!

Although he spoke a little from the heart, he felt that he still had a reserved, positive, and elegant image in front of Karl.

Ah, get rid of those babbling words, they learn nonsense; they are stupid and lazy, and finally let others bully; they feel sorry for the idiot, and finally burst into tears;

By the way, he also lost his temper because of whether his legs are good or not, and whether he wants to part ways...

Lin Heng's hand holding the cigarette was a little unsteady, and he took another deep breath of the cigarette with deep pain.

The saddest thing in this world is that when you want to be strong, you regret showing your wounds to others.Also, when you want to pretend to be aggressive, you find that you have done all the stupid things in the past, and this b can't pretend anymore...

Carl sat down and asked softly, "What is this?"

"Smoke." Lin Heng replied in Chinese.

"You like it very much?" Carl looked a little puzzled.

Lin Heng smiled: "It's a special product, do you want to try it?"

Carl didn't speak, his sea-blue eyes stared at Lin Heng's curved eyes. Lin Heng knew his stuffy temperament very well, so he directly handed the cigarette in front of Carl.

Karl wanted to refuse, but seeing the slightly moist traces of the cigarette tail, he took it by accident.

Lin Heng propped up his upper body slightly, and urged, "Try?"

Carl knew Lin wanted to see him make a fool of himself, but he didn't care.It is the duty of every male to entertain the female he likes.

Carl held his cigarette in his mouth, Xuelin took a sip, and then coughed in embarrassment.

Carl covered his mouth, as if he was choking, this time he didn't deliberately lowered himself, coughing a bit heart-piercingly, there was a burning smell in his chest, probably because he just took a shallow breath before, he just Feel slightly choked.This time his head was also a little dizzy, which wasn't pleasant at all, and it wasn't a good feeling.

Lin Heng frowned, a little regretful, he hastily patted Carl's back lightly, and asked in a low voice: Are you okay? ""

Carl raised his eyes, the eye sockets were a little red, and his sea-blue eyes were covered with a layer of pitiful mist. He looked at Lin Heng and shook his head slightly.

Lin Heng only felt that his heart had been hit hard. Didn't he fool a child into taking a puff of cigarettes? Why did he feel so guilty?Is this an attack on appearance?

Carl returned the things to Lin Heng with a blank expression. Lin Heng just wanted to wave his hand, he would not bite the things touched by others again, but after a pause, Lin Heng still took it and asked with concern: "It's all right ?”

"It's fine." Carl said simply.

After all, there are only a few cigarettes. Although Lin Heng is not an old smoker, it is still a scarce resource and should not be wasted. Lin Heng bit his cigarette again and took a few deep breaths.

"So like it?" Carl asked suddenly.

Lin Heng was stunned for a moment, and finally just smiled: "It doesn't count, it's average."

Lin Heng still smiled, and explained in a warm voice: "It's just that sometimes I want to relax, so I can't help but want one. It's not a good thing."

"But many people choose it, because the momentary pleasure it brings is enough to offset the subsequent pain." Lin Heng finished the cigarette in two or three puffs.

Karl didn't think that Lin would make his later suffering for the sake of temporary pleasure. In his opinion, Lin was more like a person who would rather suffer in the past than suffer in the future. He didn't dare to guarantee that he knew him well.

Some scenes about Lin are still vivid in my mind. On the day of the feast, Lin was suppressed by an orc. He raised his fierce eyes, and his face was not warmed by the light of the fire.And he secretly got the blood sand, stood outside the tent, turned his head, and smiled at him as if nothing had happened.He obviously noticed that his wounds healed faster than ordinary people, but he didn't express any surprise.

In the sacrificial tent, he could pinpoint every murderer who hurt him.In the Twins, he can tell who the three people are with just a few words and facial expressions, and all the clues are his sharp tools for judging the situation and the facts.

This person who sometimes seems even meek has extremely strong defense and acuity, but he can always express everything so ordinary.

Obviously, this appearance was born, Carl thought about how much trouble this face would cause, but unexpectedly, Lin Heng always had a way to keep other people's attention from his face, he would never provoke others, If you can bear it, you can bear it.

At the very beginning, he never felt that Lin was a person who was muddleheaded and addicted to momentary enjoyment.

From the moment when he grasped the edge of the trap, walked out from the edge of life and death, and refused to grab a sliver of comforting warmth from others' arms, everything outlined a real and wonderful forest, a cold, warm, hard Kind, gentle, dull, sensitive, selfish, generous, kind, evil Lin...

Karl just looked at this contradictory and strangely harmonious person. He was originally his first step in testing the priest, but he gradually fell into a trap.

He never had any malicious contempt for Lin, and Lin never coveted and calculated him, everything was just right.

It's just that Lin always thought that he was a fool who suffered silently and devoted himself to the tribe. Karl did not deny that he was absolutely loyal to the tribe, but with the partial awakening of his inherited memory, he began to doubt the truth that everyone said.

But he couldn't find out, he always paid to the tribe.But his subconscious mind never believed anyone in the tribe. In order not to let his guess go wrong, he planned to still protect the people in the tribe until he found out the truth.

He knows what the priest is doing, knows that he is using his blood, knows that the priest is trying to control him, and knows that Hua Ya and Xin Tian would definitely not like it if it wasn't because of his powerful warrior power and his dismissive attitude towards them he.He knew that many people never thought of harming him, but they never thought of defending him.

He knew that there were many people who had no intention of killing him or taking revenge on him. They were not his enemies, but they would never be his allies.He only guarded the tribe, but gradually lost his loyalty.Everything he did was only for the extremely small possibility that he would make a wrong guess, and he would bear the responsibility.He is the only one who doubts, but everyone else firmly believes in the well-known truth. He is extremely weak, but he is faintly convinced, rational but afraid that what if what others say is the truth?

Until Raoul said 'there is no beast god in this world', the rumor that the pair of orcs slaughtered the orcs for the relics of the beast god decades ago was simply nonsense, but how did such a rumor spread to the entire continent?The so-called blood debt paid by the people in the tribe is even more fantasy. The priest kept saying that he saw it with his own eyes, and his parents killed countless orcs for the relics of the beast god mentioned in the inheritance, which is even more nonsense.

Sacrifice is one of the murderers, but there must be others.

He had to investigate everything to the bottom, everyone...

Karl hated himself for treating the murderer as a benefactor for so many years, hated himself for so long bearing loneliness, indifference, isolation and malice for unwarranted injustice, hated the kneeling he had done, the bullying he had suffered, the blood left by cutting his palm with a dagger , I hate myself for knowing too late.

He can't hate other people, because he is afraid that what they say is the truth, he is afraid that he, the last survivor, will aggravate the sins of his own group, and it is he who gave those people the opportunity to look down on him.

Karl was telling himself in his bones that his hands should not be stained with orc blood, and he should not kill innocently.

but now--

Ah.

None of them are innocent anymore...

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Carl raised his eyes lightly, and said hoarsely: "Pain can never be offset."

It seemed to be an illusion, and the bloodshot eyes in Carl's eyes became heavier.

Lin Heng threw away the cigarette butt, crossed his fingers, and pursed his lips: "Yes."

They seem to have been offset, but in fact they have been forgotten. Once remembered, they are still hideous.