Save the hero

After a long time, he turned back from the original road and lay down in the bushes to peek.

That person looked fine, holding that ugly thing with a flat mouth in his arms that was an eyesore, why didn't he drop it to death?

The man lowered his head and touched the top of the ugly thing's head. The ugly thing was a blessing in disguise, grinning, watching the man remake a ball for him with bright eyes.

He looked at them with red eyes.

He used to stay by himself, day and night, never feeling lonely.But now, with that person right in front of his eyes, with the nagging words of ugly things in his ears, and the impatient but gentle reprimand from that person, there is much more noise and excitement than before, but he is even more lonely.

The man just sat far away, so far away from him.He didn't do anything, but his sense of aggression was so strong that he was sitting on pins and needles, worrying about gains and losses.

No one knew that his eccentricity and pretended indifference were not his original intention.

He was afraid that his passionate eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate everything would frighten him, and he was afraid that his ugly appearance that was different from ordinary people would make him disgusted.He had so many worries, flustered and hesitant, so he dared to look at him from a distance like this.

but……

He is not reconciled and wants more.

The man made the ball, bigger and more beautiful than the original one, and the little platypus was limping and flopping about on the ground, very happy.

The man shook his head and smiled helplessly. He looked into the distance with a dignified expression, which he didn't return to for a long time.

Hong Yuan stared at him blankly, what was he thinking?

It was late at night, Hong Yuan looked at the sky, the moon was on the tip of the tree.The man was sleepy, he went to bed early and woke up late, it was already past his usual rest time, but he was abnormally awake and continued to be there in a daze.Hong Yuan didn't move, and blamed himself more and more in his heart. After a while, Fang Qi sighed, straightened up, and continued to fiddle with the wood vigorously, muttering words.

He had seen him perform this movement for a long time several times. Hong Yuan held his breath, crouched in the grass and crawled forward, getting a little closer.The little platypus was holding the ball sleepily, and the pain and fatigue made it smell dangerous, but it just stood up its tail vigilantly.

Hidden in the darkness, the child watched Fang Qi rubbing against the wood fiercely, and said in a vicious voice: "I want fire! @#￥%@(#不信不光不出火...#@￥%%(￥%(... Huohuhuo#￥%￥#!”

Hong Yuan's eyes lit up, and his brows stretched.

*****

The child was frightened and fled. Fang Qi waited for a while before turning around and walking in the direction where the little platypus disappeared.

It didn't take long to find it.

The child was not too aggressive, and threw the little platypus a hundred meters away. Fortunately, there were trees everywhere on the mountain, and the little platypus was hanging on the branches, with only a layer of skin scratched, hugging the trunk and screaming.

Fang Qi followed the sound and quickly found it. The little guy was a little afraid of heights, and his tail was tightly hooked to the tree trunk.Fang Qi couldn't climb the tree, so he stretched out his arms under the tree to coax it, "You jump down, I'll follow you."

The little platypus wiped his eyes and looked at him hesitantly, Fang Qi said: "I can't fall on you, jump, be good."

The little platypus hesitated for a while, hooked the tip of its tail to the tree trunk and turned its head down, swallowed, closed its eyes, let go of its tail and jumped down, falling into Fangqi's arms.

The little guy was terrified and kept humming on the way back.

Fang Qi coaxed it for a while, but had little effect. After thinking for a while, he collected a lot of dry leaves and rolled a ball for it again.

With tears in his eyes, the little platypus watched unblinkingly as the pile of leaves turned into a small ball, which turned into a big ball.

The little platypus covered its mouth and exclaimed, Fang Qi's eyes were slightly blank, and he was still unable to concentrate, his mind was full of the expression of seeing the hero at that moment.

Violence and cruelty and absolute calm, only the eyes are piercingly cold-blooded and ruthless, which is terrifying and chilling.

The little platypus' pitiful eyes full of desire for survival and panic did not awaken a single bit of conscience and compassion in him.He was calm and rational, without hesitation in his actions, and put it to death.

Fang Qi was in a complicated mood.The male protagonist's early role in the book "Becoming a God" is like a little platypus at the mercy of others, and the male protagonist just now is not an upgraded version of the perpetrator.

His past experience has made him regard life as worthless at such a young age, and he will turn over sooner or later.Fang Qi thought, at that time...at that time, it is understandable for Hongyuan to retaliate against the client, and it is justifiable to repay the debt with blood.

and then?

What would you do to innocent bystanders?

How many lives will be like a little platypus, easily killed because of his temporary likes and dislikes, without the power to fight back?

What kind of bloody storm will he set off?

Fang Qi thought and thought, the more he thought about it, the more he became sober, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

I can’t sleep anyway, and I’ll have nightmares when I sleep ==, Fang Qi sighed long, covered the little platypus with a few big lotus leaves, and then hugged his pile of stones and The wood continued to light the fire.

*****

late at night.

A thin figure hesitated for a long time outside the forest, looked around again and again, and then walked slowly.

Every time the leaves under his feet fall to the ground and lift his feet, there will be a small crackling sound. The shadow is very cautious, and every step he takes will pause in place, and his eyes are firmly glued to the person who has haunted him for several days and made him restless. , for fear of waking him up.

Step by step, like going from cold winter to early spring.Where he passed by, the dead leaves rejuvenated, the grass was green and the flowers were blooming, and the stars and diamonds all fell on the ground, shining brightly all over the place, emitting a faint and dazzling light.

Stepping on the ground with admiration and anxiety, he finally walked to the side of the man, not far or near, exactly one foot away.

The child sat kneeling in front of him, with his hands on the ground, his body slightly arched forward, obsessively and carefully looking at Fangqi.

It seems timid to be close to the hometown, obviously wanting to get close but not daring.

His hair was a bit longer than when we first saw him, and a strand of hair on his forehead rested on his eyes. His eyelids would twitch from time to time, and he looked restless in sleep.

His eyes stayed on his face for a long time, carefully brushed aside his hair, and moved his gaze down inch by inch, for fear of missing a detail.

His brows and eyes are lively, he smiles and talks, and even when his face is expressionless, he also has a lot of vitality.The bridge of his nose is straight and straight, but the tip of the nose is a little round, and his lips are a little dry with dry skin.

The child swallowed, trying to resist the urge to lick and moisten him.

His mouth is slightly open, breathing through his nose and using his mouth for a while, and the soft tip of his tongue can be seen.

The child under the moonlight is like the most pious and passionate believer. He has been brewing for a long time, takes a deep breath, and slowly bends down.The left hand is on the left side of Fang Qi's arm, the right hand is on the right side, and the legs are straddling his body, making a posture of holding people in his arms.

He looked down at him, held his breath, lowered his head, approached his face, and opened his mouth.

Fang Qi's breath spit out into his mouth, Hong Yuan closed his eyes in enjoyment, his heart was sour and swollen, full of surging enthusiasm, and contradictory made him feel unprecedentedly peaceful and serene.

He opened his eyes and looked down at him.

This person... really suits his wishes in every way, he is simply a baby tailor-made for him.

He couldn't put it down and didn't know what to do.

He wanted to hold the best things in the world to him, but he didn't have anything.