Exotic Endangered Species

Lin Heng turned his head and took a few deep breaths silently, but an inexplicable pain came from his chest, and there was nowhere to vent it.

Karl was lying in his arms so obediently, the night breeze in the woods and the soft and cool grass under his body made Lin Heng sober and sad, and he wanted to hug Karl tightly.He's not hiding himself, he just wants to go back too much, he shouldn't hold on to things that he can't afford, but when he really wants to lose them, he suddenly realizes the feeling of emptiness in his heart, which makes him not give up on other people and things at all. calm down.He used to look down on those who couldn’t let go of their feelings, and he has always been the one who can take it up and put it down. He will definitely not get used to losing it suddenly, but as long as he holds back the discomfort, nothing will happen. Tangle and trouble.

Now it seems that it's just because they don't care enough.

He cared a little too much about Carl.

The thought of Carl being left here alone, living a life he knew nothing about, had nothing to do with him, was unbearable to him.

A few traces of blood seeped from the corner of Carl's mouth again. Lin Heng wiped the corner of his lips, and tapped his lips with terou. Carl frowned, as if he was suffering from great pain, but Lin Heng's terou was almost gone. If it is used up, if you continue to force it, there is no way to relieve Karl's pain too much, and he may even lose consciousness, which is not worth the loss.

Lin Heng felt that Karl's body was overheated, as if he had a high fever. He cooled the temperature of Karl's forehead with his hands, and frowned worriedly: "Karl, are you still conscious?"

"Carl, Carl?" Lin Heng gently shook the person in his arms, it seemed that he really had a fever.

Lin Heng put down Carl and looked around for a piece of fabric, but found only animal skins. He had no choice but to take off his coat. He still had a T-shirt inside. He remembered seeing a small stream of water on the way here.

Holding his clothes tightly, he ran quickly in the direction of the stream.

"Bang!" Lin Heng suddenly tripped over a branch on the ground, his center of gravity was unstable, and he was running so fast that he fell straight forward. He subconsciously stretched out his arms to support his body and prevent him from falling head.Because he was holding the T-shirt in one hand, he was afraid of getting dirty, so he only used the other hand to support himself.It acted as a buffer perfectly, but his arm seemed to be suddenly overstretched, and it hurt like hell all of a sudden, and he gasped.

He sat on the ground with his arms folded and breathed softly, as if he had injured a muscle, hey, I'm an idiot, I don't waste my time patting my clothes when they are dirty, why do I only use one hand!

Lin Heng patted his butt, folded his arms and ran slowly towards his destination. He heard the slight sound of water. He was relieved and soaked his T-shirt. The place where they rested was not far from here. When they went back, Carl would lie still Then, Yimo huddled into a ball, leaning against the tree and fell into a sound sleep, but apparently Lin Heng left, he woke up slightly for a while, saw Lin Heng came back, and asked in a daze, "Lin, where have you been?"

"Go to the creek, you continue to sleep."

Yi Mo whispered: "I have a nightmare, I am very scared."

Lin Heng paused when he heard the words, and patted Yimo's shoulder in a warm voice: "Wait a minute, Karl has a fever."

Lin Heng wiped Karl's whole body, then folded up the wet clothes and covered his forehead, found some hay, and put it under his head, hey, how did he become an old mother?

Seeing Lin taking care of that annoying guy so carefully, Yimo said bitterly, "You are so kind to him."

"Why, are you not afraid?" Lin Heng asked.

Yimo shook his head immediately, and said pitifully, "I'm afraid, Lin..."

Lin Heng walked over and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, what kind of nightmare is it?"

Yimo hugged Lin Heng, put his head on Lin Heng's shoulder, and did not speak.

Lin Heng patted Yimo on the shoulder and said softly: "I treat you as my younger brother, Yimo, I can't give you the response you want."

"I believe that your feelings for me may be just a momentary illusion. My attitude towards you will not change, but..."

Yimo raised his head all of a sudden, and the childishness seemed to have faded from his face. He also whispered: "It's not an illusion, I like Lin from the first time I saw Lin. I'm not a child, Lin , if I don't use this method, you won't let me hug you."

"Lin, you are very gentle, making people want to be exclusive." Imola took Lin Heng's hand: "Can't you like me, I have a lot of time, Lin, we can take our time, and I will treat you well."

Lin Heng withdrew his hand: "Imo, no, I want to go back to my home, which is far away from here."

"I can go with you!" Yimo's voice became slightly louder. Lin Heng was afraid that others would wake up, but Yimo was very calm: "They won't wake up. In a group environment, the orcs will be a little more alert. Lower your voice so we won't disturb them."

Lin Heng glanced at Carl: "You can't go there, it's very far away, and the door there will only be open to those who belong there."

"It's okay to try!" Yimo said anxiously: "If you don't try, how will you know? I have nothing to worry about. I can walk with you, and I can protect you!"

Lin Heng didn't know what to say, he just pressed Yimo's shoulder: "But I won't like you, Yimo, you won't be the person I like."

Yimo was stunned for a while, holding on to his voice, but still felt a little unbearable grievance: "Why do you say so absolutely..."

"Obviously you were the one who comforted me first..." Yi Mo whispered.

Lin Heng hesitated and stood up: "Sorry."

Lin Heng is really sorry. Being close to a person is also a matter of caution. If you can't give others something, try not to expect it from others: "Sorry, Immo."

Yimo gritted his teeth, lay down directly, and slept with his chest folded, and said, "I don't care, I'm dreaming!"

Lin Heng couldn't laugh or cry, walked back to Karl, touched his forehead, and turned his T-shirt over for him. Karl should have been resented for his approach, right?Perhaps now, he is being resented...

Karl suddenly opened his eyes, facing a pair of hands, Karl subconsciously slapped them away, jumped up vigilantly, and quickly took a few steps back.

Karl backed away, only to find that Lin Zheng was looking at him with folded hands. He realized what had happened. The smell of blood in his mouth was so strong that he even thought he was at the scene of the killing. He walked back and wanted to take it. Lin's hand: "I'm sorry, Lin... I thought..."

Lin Heng shook his head to indicate that it was okay: "What did you dream about?"

Carl didn't say anything, but just glanced at the sky: "You haven't slept all this time? Are you taking care of me?"

"It's time for you to rest." Carl pushed Lin Heng to the place where he was lying, and sat down beside him: "Lin, take a good rest, I'm fine now."

Lin Heng clenched his hands, closed his eyes and opened them again: "Karl...I..."

He felt that he had to say something. If he didn't say something, he would lose Karl. He didn't want to lose Karl.Karl is very good, he should be happy, he can do too little, he is too selfish, even if he wants to leave, he still hopes to be friends with Karl, to be brothers, to care about each other even if we can’t see each other, for a lifetime .

Karl looked down at Lin Heng. Under the moonlight, his eyes were still sea blue, without the green light of a beast. He looked very gentle. He gently stroked Lin Heng's hair, and inserted his fingers into Lin Heng's hair , rubbed Lin Heng's tired head, and his deep voice was full of comfort: "I understand, Lin."

"Do as you want, and I will help you."

"You are not wrong, don't be afraid, let alone blame yourself."

Lin Heng's eyes shivered, and his throat moved. He is just a gentle person on the surface, and he doesn't deserve to be cherished so much.

Carl...

Karl is the real gentleness. His cold and sharp appearance is protective. Those despicable people gave him too little. They sealed Karl into a cold and stern person, but he is so gentle in his bones. For those he accepts, Carso gets too little and gives too much.

Karl is a child who won't cry when he falls, won't reach out if he wants to be loved, and won't ask for sugar if he wants to eat sweets.

Now Lin Heng is actually one of the culprits. He has committed a heinous crime, and his heart is in pain.