The Midnight Owl

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When the whirlwind came, Xu Wang was still under the shock of the ending.The half-true stories of his own military adviser have already made him unable to tell which are fiction and which are real.He wants to believe, but he is afraid that he will be wrong. He has expectations, but he is afraid that he will fall even worse if he fails.

Wu Sheng was no better than him.Since he decided to tell such a story line, his heart has not been settled.The relationship between him and Xu Wang, whether right, wrong, apologizing, or regretting, was all ten years ago, and even the full stop was drawn ten years ago. Mention, it's actually quite boring, but he can't help himself.

Wu Sheng seldom lost control, and the only few times he gave it to Xu Wang.

Owl didn't give them any more time to hesitate. After a short period of dizziness, the world returned to reality.

Two teams, ten people, stood at the entrance of a subway station in the downtown area of ​​Chongqing.

At five o'clock in the morning, the subway hadn't started to run yet, and there were only a few sanitation workers cleaning the street. They looked over vigilantly at the eleven young men gathered at the subway entrance from time to time.

Yes, eleven.

The elegant gray man stood at the entrance of the subway with his hands in his pockets, with a look of relief on his face that "I finally waited for you".

"Who won?" A round table stared at each other for a long time, and he didn't show any politeness.

Wu Sheng didn't answer, and went to see Xu Wang first.

Xu Wang was stunned for a moment, his heart beat like a drum, and to hide his discomfort, he turned his eyes away and looked at the side of the road.

Wu Sheng kept telling himself not to have expectations, but Xu Wang's dodge still made his heart sink. When he looked at the elegant gray man again, he was very depressed: "We won."

"..." This is the most depressing victor's aura Ya Cinderella has ever seen.

It seems that he has gone through a tough battle, the elegant gray man thought.

"This is the seventh level." Zhao Yukan on the side pulled up the zipper of his clothes and looked over indifferently. "The road ahead is still long."

Wu Sheng's heart was already stuffy, and upon hearing this, he glanced at him coldly: "If I were you, I would pray that we never meet again."

Zhao Yukan knew that there would be no good words in the future, such as "I will lose even more when I meet you again", or "I will not show mercy next time".But if you lose, you don't lose. Since it's a challenge, no matter how ugly it sounds, he has to smile and wait for the next one.

Wu Sheng thinks that all that needs to be said has been said, and he is waiting for Zhao Yukan to retreat, or to provoke him without fear of death.

The two were waiting for each other in the morning breeze in Chongqing.

The air was suddenly quiet.

The other nine people: "..."

Ya Cinderella finally understood why it took so long for the battle to end after he came out.As far as the way these two people communicate, a story can freeze forever.

Xu Wang and Le Xing couldn't take it anymore, one was eager to go back to talk about youth and first love, and the other was eager to go back to sum up experience and try their best——

So the former stood in front of Wu Sheng in three steps and two steps, and said the full version for him: "If I were you, I would pray that we would never meet again. One defeat can be considered bad luck, and two consecutive defeats is no excuse." gone."

The latter pulled Zhao Yukan back, and stepped forward instead: "It's pointless to play tricks, who can have the last laugh, just wait and see."

The regular part of "mutually ruthless words" was completed, Le Xing turned around decisively and led the team to leave.

Xu Wang turned around, first ignored Wu Sheng who was down for no reason, but looked at the more inexplicable elegant gray man: "What are you waiting for here?"

I didn't hear that after returning home early, they were still waiting for their opponents at the coordinates.Unless you can't afford to lose and are ready to wait for an opportunity to retaliate in reality, but in that case you should hide in a dark corner. This one is good, he is carefree by the subway station entrance, and those who don't know think they are waiting for a date.

"What are you waiting for?" The elegant gray man was heartbroken by this question, feeling desolate that his enthusiasm was wasted, "Wait for the ending!"

This time not only Xu Wang, but also Kuang Jinxin, Chi Yingxue, and Qian Ai were stunned. Although this level is a story solitaire, the story is not the point!

The elegant gray man didn't talk nonsense, and asked Wu Sheng directly: "What happened to B and C in the end?"

Wu Sheng looked at him quietly for a while, then replied truthfully: "They are all dead."

Elegant gray man: "..."

a bolt from the blue.

Kuang Jinxin could feel Ya Cinder's sincerity towards the plot, and felt a little sympathetic at the moment, and quickly added: "But C left a hair."

Elegant gray man: "Head...hair?"

After he left, what kind of miraculous development did the story go through...

"Then what?" he asked.

Kuang Jinxin: "The hair and diary ashes were blown away by the wind."

Elegant gray man: "..."

Sunny day, another thunderbolt.

Chasing the plot with true feelings is a high-risk thing, and the elegant gray man's complexion is as gray as his clothes.

Thinking of his own "play" in this plot, Xu Wang felt sorry for "abusing someone by himself", and quickly changed the subject: "By the way, why are you alone, Xiaojiuhong, Xiaotianlan, Xiaoshen What about Zi and Xiaoming Orange?"

The elegant gray man was stunned for a while before he realized that the "four-color board" asked by the other party was his teammate.

He pointed to the 24-hour McDonald's on the other side of the street: "It's sitting there."

Xu Wang was quite emotional: "To toss all night, and to accompany the captain to wait for the ending, is also determined."

"Actually, it's not all because of this," the elegant gray man got serious, took out his phone, looked at Xu Wang, then at Wu Sheng, and said, "Add a WeChat account. If there is any new information in the future, we will share it with you."

Neither Wu Sheng nor Xu Wang spoke.

"When we collide in the same level, we are opponents, but most of the time, we are brothers and sisters." Ya Chuinan said, laughing at himself, "Listening to an owl hooting, you have traveled to a real person to break through the level. Nobody believed it."

"Even if you believe it, you will forget it the next day." Xu Wang took out his phone and clicked on WeChat.

Trust is hard in a competitive environment.

But trust is always more desirable than defense.

"I won't even give you a chance to talk, okay?" The elegant gray man swept his eyes and added Xu Wang.

"Yes, when I think about it, my head hurts like hell, and I will empty your pencil case later." Xu Wang clicked through, and a friend was added to the list.

The elegant gray man put the phone back into his pocket, looked up at Xu Wang: "Owl is really not a thing."

Xu Wang nodded his head heavily: "He has no conscience."

——What can quickly establish friendship is not only "communication with each other", but also "joint complaints".

Watching Ya Huinan's back disappear into the door of McDonald's, the five partners took two taxis and went to a nearby hotel.

Five people, three standard rooms.

When assigning the room card, Qian Ai grabbed Kuang Jinxin: "We will not change the configuration."

Chi Yingxue glanced at him, reached out to Xu Wang who issued the room card, and smiled faintly: "I'm two people, and I happen to be in one room."

The friends are all divided, Xu Wang has no objection.

After getting the room cards, the five of them went back to their respective rooms. Xu Wang and Wu Sheng were about to close the door when Kuang Jinxin, who was next door, followed.

At this time, both Qian Ai and Chi Yingxue entered the room, the corridor was quiet, and Kuang Jinxin stood at the door, asking Wu Sheng for a first aid kit.

Xu Wang looked up and down worriedly: "Are you injured?"

"Chi Yingxue," Kuang Jinxin said, "when I came back by taxi, I saw blood on his shoes."

"is it serious?"

"do not know."

"If it is serious, please tell me. Some injuries cannot be treated by yourself, and you must go to the hospital."

Along the way, Chi Yingxue's expression remained the same. If it were someone else, Xu Wang could directly conclude that minor injuries could be placed on Chi Yingxue's body, so he really didn't dare to draw conclusions easily.

This new teammate's tolerance for pain is more terrifying than his combat effectiveness.

"Captain, don't worry," Kuang Jinxin nodded vigorously, "If he is disobedient, I will ask you to come and help."

Xu Wang smiled, inexplicably feeling that the word "disobedient" described Chi Yingxue without any sense of disobedience.

……

"Tuk Tuk."

The door panels of the hotel are very thick, and the sound of knocking is dull.

Kuang Jinxin waited for a while, but there was no movement. He just raised his head to knock again, but the door opened without warning.

Chi Yingxue was still wearing the clothes she wore when she broke through the level, but she just took off her jacket. Now she was wearing a dark T-shirt, but because the T-shirt and the jacket were almost the same dark color, there was no difference at first glance.

"What's the matter?" Chi Yingxue glanced at the first aid kit that Kuang Jinxin was holding, and asked knowingly.

Kuang Jinxin lowered his eyes and reminded: "Your trousers are wet."

Chi Yingxue lowered her head, sure enough, the trousers were darker than other parts, it was not wet, it was blood, but the trousers were heavy in color and no blood could be seen.

But when rubbing against the light-colored upper, it is clear at a glance whether it is water or blood.

"You have also learned to turn around and talk." Chi Yingxue took the first aid kit and put the person in by the way.

He didn't care about this degree of injury, but he didn't think it would take a long time for the medical soldiers to come to the door, so there was no reason to push it out.

"It's not called turning, it's called anger." Kuang Jinxin appraised his opening remarks very appreciatively.

Chi Yingxue put her injured foot on the chair and pulled up her trousers. There was congealed blood around her ankle, and she couldn't see the wound clearly.

He wiped the blood with an alcohol cotton pad, and his movements were skillful and quick. There was no trace of pain in his expression. He even had a leisurely heart and asked Kuang Jinxin curiously: "Why are you angry?"

Kuang Jinxin frowned into a hill: "If you fight, you will die."

The last healing phantom tool was used up for a few hours, and he was injured again. This frequency has caught up with three meals a day.

Chi Yingxue smiled, and asked in a half-joking and half-serious way: "If you don't fight, how can you win?"

Kuang Jinxin was immune to his smile: "You either want to win, or you enjoy working hard."

Chi Yingxue made a sound, not refuting, just being happy. He found that Kuang Jinxin's angry appearance was much more interesting than usual.

The blood was almost wiped off, so he threw the alcohol swab into the trash can, applied medicine, and bandaged it.

Kuang Jinxin finally saw clearly that it was a jagged wound, as if bitten by something. Fortunately, after wiping off the blood, it didn't look that deep.

"You said that he is very afraid of pain." Kuang Jinxin said suddenly.

Chi Yingxue paused with the hand holding the gauze, and raised her head.

Kuang Jinxin asked quietly: "Then every time he hurts, does he call you out to block him?"

There was no emotion in Chi Yingxue's watery eyes: "What if it is?"

Kuang Jinxin didn't hesitate: "He shouldn't have treated you like this."

"Perhaps," Chi Yingxue said, "I hurt him on purpose, trying to scare him from coming out with pain."

Kuang Jinxin frowned slightly: "You shouldn't treat him like this."

Chi Yingxue smiled, the smile reached the bottom of her eyes, but turned into a faint coldness: "Your position is really worthless."

"You always want me to be on your side," Kuang Jinxin is not stupid, "but you say what you say, and he has no chance to speak for himself."

"You want to ask him to come out to chat?" Chi Yingxue lowered her head, concentrating on winding the gauze, her voice was so soft that she seemed to be inadvertent, but she was cold when she listened carefully.

"I want you to be less injured." Kuang Jinxin said.

The word "you" made Chi Yingxue feel harsh. After he finished bandaging in silence, he raised his head again, and suddenly grabbed Kuang Jinxin's wrist, pulling him closer to him.

Nose to nose, eye to eye, close at hand, he took an oath of ownership seriously for the first time: "I am the one who applied for the team, and your teammate is also me."