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In that escape that was supposed to be a narrow escape, only two people died in the end, but they didn't die at the hands of zombies.For many days in a row, Su Ze repeatedly dreamed about the eyes of the mother and child.

Another sleepless night, Su Ze was lying on the creaking wooden floor, the light from the bonfire and the moonlight shone into the wooden house, and the sound of Lan Shangwu, who was on duty at night, cutting something with a knife could be vaguely heard amidst the chirping of cicadas.Yesterday evening, the convoy found this wooden house in the forest. Lan Shangwu decided to stay here temporarily. He will hunt and repair in the forest for the next two days before going on the road.

In the morning, Su Ze offered to go hunting with Xiao Mo. He ate some dry food outside at noon, went deep into the forest in the afternoon, and didn't return to the cabin until nightfall.During this time, whenever he was free, he would act with Xiao Mo.With Xiao Mo present, Lan Aowen would definitely not appear.He didn't know how to face that person, whether he should understand his difficulties, or condemn him righteously, but if anyone should condemn Lan Aowen, that person would not be him.

After trekking in the woods for a day, he was obviously so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting, but when he closed his eyes, he had to force himself to open them. He was afraid of that lingering nightmare.Until the sound of the cicadas also subsided, and the woods were completely silent, only the lazy crackling of the bonfire was left. Finally, he couldn't bear the waves of drowsiness that came over him.

When he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard rustling noises in the room. Su Ze opened his eyes vigilantly. Just as he was about to turn over, a figure pushed him down. He instinctively kicked the other person away, but when he saw that The eyes that were as agile as black glass were closed in from time to time.With this restraint, Lan Aowen pressed him to the floor with hands and feet as if he had obtained tacit approval.

Soft honey-colored curly hair fell from Lan Aowen's ears, covering their faces facing each other. "Still angry with me?" Lan Aowen looked down at him, against the light, with a faint smile on his dark face, "It's been seven days, how long are you going to be angry with me?"

"I'm not angry." Su Ze avoided Lan Aowen's fixed gaze uncomfortably, and tried to sit up, but was pressed hard by Lan Aowen.

Lan Aowen stared intently at the person below him for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and leaned over to kiss him.

Su Ze turned his face away at the last moment, feeling those fine curly hair swept across his cheeks in disappointment.

"You said you weren't angry." Lan Aowen straightened up, his honey-colored curly hair fell back to his ears, and that curly hair was outlined with a shiny edge by the moonlight and fire outside the window, and the golden strands were like the outer flames of a flame. It's beautiful, it's hot, and it's dangerous.

Su Ze looked at him for a long time, then sat up silently.

Lan Aowen took a deep breath, stood up and said, "Tell me, what do I have to do to forgive me?"

The sniper in black sat cross-legged on the floor, looking at the shadows of two people jumping under the firelight on the wooden floor: "I don't blame you."

Lan Aowen blinked, as if he was amused, he bent down, put his hands on his knees, approached the other person, and asked in a teasing voice, "Su Ze, what are you talking about?"

Su Ze looked up at him: "It's not your fault."

Those black and white eyes didn't seem to be lying or ironic, Lan Aowen put away his narrow smile and frowned slightly: "You really think so?"

"I've been wondering if there was a better way at that time to keep us all alive."

Lan Aowen stood up straight, raised his eyebrows coldly: "Is there?"

"...Yes." Su Ze pondered, then paused, "I should refuse her, and be the first to climb the rope after you, and let Uncle Yu come over."

"That's right." Lan Aowen nodded as if satisfied.

"So you are not wrong," Su Ze raised his head and said, "I am the one who is wrong."

Lan Aowen looked at him without speaking, his expression was dark and unpredictable.

"I'm not angry with you, I just can't forgive myself." Su Ze picked up the rifle on the side, got up and opened the door, "Give me some time."

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In front of the bonfire outside the house, the night watchman was replaced by Meng Anru. The young con artist half-yawned and opened his mouth wide in surprise as he looked at the black-clothed sniper who walked out of the cabin and Lan Aowen who followed behind, and blinked: " What? Do you want to fight in the field?"

Su Ze's face froze when he heard that.And facing this ridicule that should be very appetizing, Lan Aowen also had a cold face and did not have a good look.Meng Anru knew that he had stepped on a thunderbolt, so he pretended not to say anything, humming a song and starting a fire.

"Go and rest. I will replace you in this shift." Su Ze walked to the campfire and sat down.

Meng Anru glanced at the handsome black-haired young man beside him. He used to think that Su Ze's personality was a little cold, but now that the other party was sitting next to him, his body exuded the aura of thousands of miles of ice and snow. Meng Anru tactfully said: Standing up, he glanced at Lan Aowen who was standing on the other side of the bonfire. His curly hair was a little messy, covering his right eye, and the lethality of his eyes was reduced by half, thank God.

Lan Aowen is the gorgeous queen-like Titanic, but it inevitably hit the iceberg.Before getting into the wooden house, Meng Anru thought gloatingly.

Su Ze broke off a branch and threw it into the fire, staring at the "crackling" sparks.

Lan Aowen's patience finally reached its limit, and he said in a cold voice, "Since it's your fault, why am I the one who was punished?"

Su Ze's eyelids twitched, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Every long night when he was awakened by nightmares and couldn't sleep at night, he was entangled with guilt and couldn't get rid of it. Although it was Lan Aowen who shot, he was the one who made Lan Aowen shoot.If he and Uncle Yu could go there immediately, even if the mother and son were delayed on the rope for a long time, Lan Aowen would not shoot, he is such a simple person.

In this way, everyone can survive.And he knew that Lan Aowen's way of thinking was so rough and direct, but he still did the worst thing, not only killed the mother and child, but also stained Lan Aowen's hands...

"It's not your fault." Lan Aowen suddenly said.

Su Ze looked up at the person standing opposite the campfire.

"It's not your fault. I was the one who killed. What does it have to do with you? If you really find it so difficult to accept, blame me. I don't care." Lan Aowen walked around the campfire and stopped at him. In front of him, he squatted down slowly, "Don't ignore me..."

The voice was soft and innocent, it hit the softest part of Su Ze's heart, he couldn't bear to raise his eyes, and suddenly bumped into Lan Aowen's face against the flames, his beauty was enough to make people surrender, not to mention he was so affectionate .Su Ze was extremely confused for a moment, and finally said: "Give me some more time."

"how long?"

Su Ze was dumbfounded by the question.

"How long?" Lan Aowen asked.

Su Ze couldn't answer, he didn't understand why Lan Aowen would ask such a question, how long would it take to get out of the nightmare, how could he give an accurate answer?

Without an answer, Lan Aowen's tenderness and patience quickly ran out, and his affectionate eyes turned cold a little bit: "What do you mean you like me? Did you think I was blind when you entered and exited with Xiao Mo? You Do you think I really care if you feel guilty or uneasy? I just don’t want to see you sticking together with someone surnamed Xiao all day long, otherwise how you want to express your guilt, confinement or hunger strike, has nothing to do with me?! Lan Aowen stood up coldly, and muttered to himself, "Anyway, as long as you're still by my side..."

No matter how well Su Ze knew Lan Aowen, he never expected him to say these words.He stared at Lan Aowen, who had regained his ruthless expression, this person, when he loves you, can be gentle and considerate in every possible way, and when he hates you, he can do all sorts of unreasonable things.

"Lan Aowen, Xiao Mo and I are not the kind of relationship you think," he said solemnly, "We have been playing together since childhood, before we met you, we were good brothers, and," said the voice, With a heavy sinking, "I never said I like you."

As expected, Lan Aowen was stunned, still standing condescendingly and menacingly, but his expression suddenly became bewildered.

Su Ze didn't expect that he would say such unfeeling words.He wasn't like this in the past. Could it be that he is black when he is close to ink?

"...No," Lan Aowen blinked, as if he had reacted suddenly, fixed his eyes on Su Ze, and said incredulously, "At that time you said you loved me, and even kissed me on your own initiative."

Su Ze remembered that unconscious confession and unclear kiss.After Martial Lan Shang rescued him and Lan Aowen who were trapped underground at that time, he seemed to have walked before the gate of hell. He was bedridden for more than two weeks with a high fever and was in a trance. He only vaguely remembered that someone was by his side day and night. take care of yourself.When he was thirsty, the man fed water into his mouth mouth to mouth, and the familiar warm and soft touch on his lips made him feel that it was Lan Aowen.After regaining consciousness, he opened his eyes and saw Lan Aowen's face very close at hand.At that moment, the surprised smile on Lan Aowen's face, and the strong throbbing in his chest, he thought he would never forget in his whole life.

When he lost his mind, Lan Aowen's deep and strong voice came: "You like me, Su Ze."

He speaks with pride, like a triumphant general, facing a prisoner who has the power of life and death under his control.Su Ze only felt that his mind was in a mess. He liked Lan Aowen in the underground ruins, but the one in front of him...he hadn't even figured out his feelings for this person, but he seemed to be firmly determined like this.

"If you didn't like me, you wouldn't do so much for me, treat me so well, and protect me desperately."

"That's not the case..." Su Ze retorted weakly.

"Why not?" Lan Aowen asked confidently, "It is easier for two people to survive, but one person will not be nice to the other for no reason, let alone a stranger. I was seriously injured at that time, relying on my own strength I can't be rescued, I have to use you, that's why I obediently listen to you and don't let go of your fantasies about me, but you are different, you can live alone, there is no need to treat me so well, even at the expense of giving up to let me If you are rescued, you must give me the chance to live."

Su Ze was startled.After they were rescued, this was the first time he heard Lan Aowen speak the truth without reservation, and he even thought he heard it wrong.What is he saying?Said he was using him from the beginning in order to survive? !

"What's the matter?" Seeing Su Ze's face was cold, Lan Aowen was stunned for a moment, and then smiled belatedly, "At first I had such thoughts, but later...these were all sincere." Said He smiled softly, as if relieved.

Su Ze only felt that the familiar faces and people in front of him suddenly became blurred, as if the characters in the painting could not see anything clearly except for the empty and cold beauty.Yes, those may be sincere, but why do you have to tell the unbearable truth in your heart?

"Su Ze, I really don't understand you..." Lan Aowen leaned forward, with a kind of cruelty in his eyes, and a little bit of pleading, as if he wanted to bite off the unbreakable coldness on the other person's face Swallowing it into the body, it seemed to be begging for the unshakeable coldness to move her face, "Sometimes I really wonder if you are born with an S physique, why do you always have a way to make me feel uncomfortable... Since you like it Me, why are you torturing me again? Shouldn’t liking someone want to see that person all the time, want to be with him, kiss him, have sex with him? Why is my liking so far from yours? ? Can you learn to like me like I like you..."

Those words seemed to be squeezed out of Lan Aowen's teeth, enveloping his heavy and fiery breath.Su Ze only felt that he was sitting between two fire sources, and the one in front of him was even hotter than the burning bonfire.But why is my heart so cold?How much of the sensitive, uneasy, strong and proud Lan Aowen who made him fall in love at first sight was the illusion that Lan Aowen gave him to suit him?

"Su Ze?" Xiao Mo opened the door and walked out of the house at this time, looking at the two people in front of the campfire with a strange expression, "Why are you guarding the previous shift?"

Xiao Mo came to change shifts.Su Ze took the opportunity to stand up: "I can't sleep, so I'll help Meng Anru take over." He deliberately left Lan Aowen next to him, and walked towards Xiao Mo, "Chat with me for a while."

Xiao Mo glanced at Lan Aowen, whose face was cloudy and uncertain, and nodded to Su Ze with a smile: "Okay, we haven't caught up with each other for a long time."

Behind him, Lan Aowen really got up and left without saying a word, the door panel made a "clang" sound, and Meng Anru's strange cry could be faintly heard in the room: "Lan Aowen! If you want to vent your desire, go find someone in the woods! Don't get stuck with a door panel!"

Su Ze breathed a sigh of relief.That night, Xiao Mo chatted with him until dawn. He heard the clips of the two growing up and sharing together, and felt both nostalgic and sad.