i am your guide

Time passed by, and tick-tock slipped away slowly like water. Sith lay on his back on the bed, looking at the gray ceiling above his head, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

It was like a nightmare lingering in his heart, entangled his ankle in the dim space, and he couldn't break free no matter how hard he tried.He always consciously thought of Kevil's situation as optimistic, but in fact, he was deceiving himself in a disguised form.

No matter what the identity of this person is, it is really hard for a patient to remain calm in front of a doctor.

A familiar breath gradually came from outside the door, and the sound of footsteps that should have been isolated by the super sound-proof wall suddenly appeared in Sith's ears for some reason. The man's footsteps were very heavy, and each step was like a heavy drumbeat. In Sith's heart, he turned over and sat up suddenly, and walked towards the door.

Getting closer, the footsteps suddenly disappeared, and the person finally stopped behind the door.

A thin sliding door completely separates the two of them.

Sith stood where he was, he could feel the chaotic mental fluctuations around the man, surging like boiling water, making noise in his ears, disturbing his mind, the guide took a deep breath, and gently moved his right hand forward lift up.

With a stiff and solemn expression, as if he had made an extremely difficult decision, he slowly raised his face.He wanted it to be slower, to have more time to hesitate, to have more time and more opportunities for himself to regret.

The palm passes through the sensing area of ​​the sliding door, and the sliding door opens silently.

In the blank corridor, facing Sith, Kvir stood there helplessly.

There was thin sweat on his forehead, which slowly slid down his cheeks and submerged into his neckline. His eyes were bloodshot and his lips were pale. Standing like a candle in the wind, he was about to go out and fall down at any moment.

He didn't expect the door to open, so he forced a smile and said, "Are you still asleep?"

The trembling voice, although he tried his best to restrain it, could still hear a different sense of weakness than usual.

Seeing the smile on Kevill's face at this moment, Sith couldn't smile at all. His heart seemed to be blocked by a stone, making him unable to breathe.

"You haven't come back yet."

Sith turned sideways, gesturing for Kvir to come in.

This time, it was Kevill who was hesitant. He looked at Sith, and was a little embarrassed whether he should enter or not.

Maybe this action was abrupt, or maybe Kevill didn't want to live with him at all. The major general's thoughts are too hard to guess. He will always use his iconic smile to treat everyone like a perfunctory one. Rao Sith Such a person who is good at capturing other people's feelings can't see his true mood, hides all the little secrets in his heart, and makes it impossible for others to guess and see through. Getting along with this kind of person is the most troublesome.

But after thinking about it, why care about the major general's thoughts?If Sith's behavior annoyed him, it would be a good thing. If the major general thought he was a frivolous guide, he would naturally not have any contact with him again, and it was also in line with his wishes.

Sith's bright eyes were fixed on the sentry outside the door, observing his next move.

Then, Sith saw, Kvir walked in.

"Sorry for disturbing your sleep."

The person who is called roommate for the time being came back so late, maybe his behavior caused trouble to Sith, and Keweier apologized softly.

Sith stood by the bed and watched Keweier take off his sweat-soaked uniform. The sentry went to the closet, opened it with one hand and took out the black pajamas. Some fiery eyes touched Keweier's exposed back Then suddenly retracted, Sith decisively turned his head to the side.

People like sentries have inherent advantages, especially in terms of physical strength.

Seeing Keweier's muscular figure, Sith couldn't help feeling a few emotions in his heart.With a mentality of seeing no evil, Sith turned his head after the rustling voices behind him stopped, and found that Keweier had already spread the quilt on the floor and was about to make the floor.

this……

Looking at the neatly laid mattress, and then at the single bed next to him, Sith felt that the bed of that size would not be able to fit two people no matter how crowded it was, so he quickly said, "I'll sleep on the floor, this is your room."

"It's okay, you are a guest."

Kevill stood up, folded the clothes he had taken off and changed neatly, said a few words, then turned and walked into the bathroom.

Through the door, the sound of gurgling water entered Sith's ears.

It seems that it is not good to force the owner to sleep on the floor when going to someone else's room.

Just now when he was too courageous to invite people in, he forgot about this. Keweier didn't pay much attention, but Sith felt a little sorry.

Could it be that this was what Kevil was struggling with at the door just now?

It didn't take long to wash up. Sith thought that the major general's vigorous and vigorous style would be extended to his daily life, but that night, Keweier seemed to be very slow. The water droplets kept hitting the ground, and the sound of water flowing was always in Sith's ears. Winding, time passed for a long time, until Sith got a little impatient, and the sound of water flow stopped.

The door of the bathroom opened, and Kevill, who was wearing black pajamas, was using a towel to wipe his somewhat damp hair. The golden hair was twisted into locks and stuck to his forehead casually due to the infiltration of water. The major covered his whole body after taking a bath With a layer of laziness, he stepped on his slippers and walked to his floor, wrapped the quilt up, and sat on the mattress casually.

"Otherwise...you'd better sleep on the bed..."

Sith stood by the bed, looked at Keweier who walked around him, and said.

"Single beds can't fit two people."

With a slight smile, Keweier refused in disguise.

It's not good to stick around like this anymore, Sith simply obeyed, took off his shoes and sat down on Keweier's bed.

The bed was about half a meter higher than the ground. Even if Kevier was a little taller than Sith, it would not be able to make up for the height difference at this time. Keweill looked up at Sith, and he saw that the guide was also looking at him intently.

"What's up?"

he asked suspiciously.

It was rare for Sith to look at him with such eyes, very focused, and he was the only shadow in those eyes, but there were also emotions called hesitation and worry in them, which made Keweier a little inexplicable.

"Medically and psychiatrically, you're actually in a bad situation."

Sith took a deep breath and decided to speak up.

Maybe discussing these cruel things in this atmosphere is really unsightly, maybe it’s normal... two people who are not friends should chat about the latest news, other interesting things at this time... In short, everything is fine, and It's not the topic he's bringing up now.

But thinking that maybe after tomorrow, he would be far away from Kavier's life forever, he felt that he had to let the sentry know his situation no matter what.

He has the right to know and the ability to bear it.

Taking a step back, if we can never see each other again in the future, the current unhappiness will have nothing to do with it.

"I know."

Seeing the guide's serious expression, Kevill couldn't help but straighten his back, and he answered very solemnly.

"I haven't read your medical records, and I don't know your specific data. But I gave you a spiritual counseling before. Judging from the damage to your mental network at that time, none of the treatments you received had the effect they should have." Whether it is instrumental treatment or drug assistance, including mental suppression therapy, there is no exception. Your level is too high, and mental suppression therapy is actually not effective enough for you. In other words...there is not enough experimental data in the entire empire to Conducting mental body research on S-rank sentries, so there must be no treatment for you."

Sith also generally knows the S-level sentinels in history, but unfortunately, due to the lack of S-level guides, all S-level sentries all died of mental violence and collapse, and if there is no S-level guide in this generation, K Will could not escape the same fate as his predecessors.

Kevil was not disappointed or sad, he knew his situation long ago, and just listened to Sith calmly.

There has never been an S-level guide in history, so how dare he expect that he will appear here.

"However, your mental network is severely damaged, but it is not irreparable. The regeneration of the main vein is very strong. This is your greatest advantage. The instrument 'phantom' of the Imperial National Laboratory can enhance the tenacity of the sentinel vein. If we can cooperate, it will be a very effective means..."

Sith has been thinking about this matter for a long time. He remembers that the 'Phantom' has a very high success rate. John has shown him the corresponding experimental materials before. It is said that he bought it from the black market with a lot of money. When the instrument was successfully produced, it was still there. It was reported on the Imperial News that if the authenticity is sufficient, there is definitely a chance of success.

Just when Sith wanted to continue talking, Keweier rarely interrupted him.

"Tried it, it didn't work."

This sentence poured cold water on Sith, who was full of confidence, from head to toe, and directly made him speechless.

Sith looked at Keweier, unable to continue talking.

That's right... He could think of it, and Kavier's doctor would definitely think that his knowledge is nothing compared to those old scholars who have lived for an unknown number of years.

"Before you, no one has access to my spiritual network."

Kerviel said.

Going around, and finally returned to Sith.

"Only you can do this." If the former Sith heard this kind of words, he would be extremely happy and proud. He once desperately wanted to be recognized by others, and he was willing to shine in public. He once felt that I am omnipotent, and I am not afraid of all difficulties.But now that he hears this kind of words again, he will only feel infinite pressure.

Losing the vigor of youth will only add hesitation and melancholy when growing up.

Sith instantly realized the reason why Kavier was so obsessed with him. Faced with possible hopes, everyone would desperately pursue them.

"I'm just a B+ level guide... Maybe it's a problem with the magnetic field of DH1, haven't you tried it?"

Sith looked at Keweier with a distressed expression, and this was also the problem he couldn't figure out.

"I haven't tried it yet, and I don't know the reason here."

Keweier looked at Sith and said.

Perhaps as long as this mystery is solved, Kavier can be saved, and he doesn't have to be entangled by the discovery dragon group as a life-saving straw. Sith was thinking about how to find the truth of this problem, when he suddenly saw Kwihr frown.

Sith blamed himself in his heart, he really forgot that Keweier had just undergone treatment.His body's reaction was faster than his rationality, he jumped off the bed, and was in front of Kevill in an instant.

It is not a soft mattress, but you can vaguely feel the hardness of the ground when you kneel on it, and it is definitely not a comfortable resting place to lie down on. Sith and Keweier are close, and he looks at the sentinel who is much taller than himself. Suddenly, he stretched out his hands and gently touched Keweier's eyebrows.

Keweier froze, but did not escape.The guide's soft fingers caressed the forehead, and the heat was transmitted from the joint of the skin, followed by a soft and watery mental power.

"The negative effect of mental suppression treatment is very strong. Even if you are an S-level sentinel, if you resist it, you will probably be in pain and unable to sleep tonight. I will help you relax. If you don't feel comfortable, tell me, and I will let go immediately. .”

Going deep into Keweier's spiritual network again, the current situation is completely different from the chaotic state at that time. Keweier's spiritual network has no self-defense and conflicts. It has let go of all defenses and allowed Sith to enter.

The gray-black spiritual power bloomed at his fingertips, slowly flowing into Keweier's spiritual network like a mist. He closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and walked carefully in that place called a dilapidated maze, trying his best to smooth it out. Every scar.

Keweier's spiritual network is really broken and incomplete, and it is definitely not possible to treat it successfully in one go.

The task load was extremely huge, and Sith was afraid of causing secondary damage to Keweier, so his movements became more and more gentle.

And in the process of deepening, the feeling that Keweier gave him became more and more unpredictable.

There is no so-called resistance or collision, and the acceptance rate of his spiritual network towards Sith is ridiculously high, even extremely friendly.

Obedience is too much.