kill dawn

Luo Shan had made countless calculations, but he didn't count that the guide in Fang Jue's arms was Jiang Bieqiu himself.If he was given the chance to do it all over again, he would definitely strangle the self who said "I'll hug" a few minutes ago.

This scene was already embarrassing enough, but he never expected that in a few minutes, he would encounter even more embarrassing things.

Fang Jue has always maintained a high degree of concern about Jiang Bieqiu's mental state, even though he has been acting vigorously these days.

But Fang Jue remembered that the Tower of Dawn once stamped Jiang Bieqiu's psychological rating as F, which is an indisputable fact.

Jiang Bieqiu was able to smash Yang Xiao's mental barrier without saying a word, but he was not able to kill an innocent child in the same way, although Xiaoqiu's death was already inevitable.

Particles can affect sentinels, so what is Jiang Bieqiu affected by?

Or maybe it didn't affect him, but the highly empathic ability unique to the guide pulled his consciousness into the past.

In short, Fang Jue is unwilling to let him go, and he is also unwilling to let him show that kind of help-like eyes again.

Under Luo Shan's gaze, Fang Jue lowered his head, pinched Jiang Bieqiu's chin with two fingers, and then moved his wrist lightly: "Turn your head, let me see."

It's a very simple action - Fang Jue also did it when the false union was made.But time has changed, mentality has changed, and any small touch of the skin can make Jiang Bieqiu's heart beat suddenly faster.

But the more nervous he was, the more rebellious he felt in his heart.

Fang Jue's pupils are very pale, just like his people.Under such close contact, the breaths of the two are almost intertwined, entangled silently and ambiguously.

Slowly, Jiang Bieqiu's breathing became short of breath.

He is usually very good at restraining his emotions. Even if someone points at his nose and scolds: You are a little monster, you are the last existence in the human base, he can still smile lightly.

But he has never been so heart-beating like he is now, and his heart seems to be jumping out of his chest in the next second.

Fang Jue is just checking your mental state, Jiang Bieqiu, what are you expecting?

A voice said in my heart.

But another louder voice covered it even louder in an instant.

— kiss it.

Without Jiang Bieqiu realizing it, he straightened his body, poked his head forward with his chin pinched——

The distance between the lips is close at hand.

But Fang Jue withdrew.

Maybe he was offended by Jiang Bieqiu's sudden aggression, maybe it was an instinctive reflex as a sentinel, or maybe he didn't think about anything.By the time he reacted, Jiang Bieqiu had already pulled back quickly.

"Jiang..." Fang Jue opened his mouth.

Jiang Bieqiu interrupted him: "Mr. Fang, just check if you are so close, do you know if the sentinel guides you or not?"

He looked at Fang Jue tenderly, the corners of his mouth and eyes curled up, he was clearly smiling, but it almost gave the illusion that he was about to cry in a second.

Before Fang Jue could speak again, Jiang Bieqiu turned and left.

So no one saw Jiang Bieqiu's clenched fists hidden in front of him.

Luo Shan watched the whole process, whether he left or stayed, he was so embarrassed that he wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

However, he is the executive officer of the military region, and he has been trained to bite the bullet and wade through even if there are mountains of swords and flames ahead.

What an embarrassment.

So he walked up to Fang Jue with a gaze that could freeze people to death, and said, "Mr. Fang, let's go to the shelter first, and the storm will come again in a while."

Fang Jue's gaze remained on Jiang Bieqiu's back until he completely disappeared from sight.

After a long time, he lowered his head, looked at his hands that touched Jiang Bieqiu just now, and slowly lowered his eyes.

The refuge is an air-raid shelter used to avoid disasters during the ancient earth period. Although the area is not large, it is large enough to accommodate these survivors.In the entire enclosed space, people are standing or standing, with fear of the unknown on their faces.

When Jiang Bieqiu walked in, the sound of his footsteps was like water dripping into a frying pan, causing a sudden commotion from the crowd.

But Jiang Bieqiu didn't give them a look at all. He raised his foot a few times to kick away the debris blocking the way, found a corner and sat down with his pockets in his pocket.

From this appearance, everyone could see that he was in a bad mood. Everyone tried their best to move away from their positions, not daring to touch his bad luck.

After all, not long ago, he had just killed Xiaoqiu.

In the face of strength, there is always fear.

Later, it was Luo Shan who came in and broke the oppressive atmosphere of silence.

After shooting Hill just now, the way people looked at Luo Shan changed.With no guarantee of survival, the person who was supposed to be their savior now held the scythe of death around their necks.

Luo Shan walked very slowly, every step made the person on the opposite side take a step back in fear.

Just when they thought that Luo Shan would draw out his gun again, this rough and resolute man suddenly bent down and bowed deeply to them.

The shelter fell into a deeper silence.

Only Luo Shan's voice sounded slowly in the empty room: "I want to say sorry to everyone first—I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well."

Luoshan's soldiers are all brave fighters, they have never seen their chief like this, they all stepped forward to help him up.

"You don't move." Luo Shan raised his hand to stop them, straightened up again, glanced around steadily, and said, "My mission in the Midnight District is to bring you back to the Tower District safely, but in the process there are constant Someone died, it was my mistake, so I want to say sorry to you."

"This place is more dangerous than you imagined. The enemy is in the dark, but we are in the light. But please believe that I can definitely take you out of here."

As a soldier, he has the right to deal with individuals who endanger the group, but as a person, like Jiang Bieqiu, he feels guilty about killing a person who wants to survive with his own hands.

In the crowd, the tense atmosphere disappeared visibly with the naked eye.

Fang Jue knew that what Luo Shan did was to avoid internal troubles in subsequent actions.Everyone present wanted to get out alive, including Luo Shan.

Jiang Bieqiu leaned against a dilapidated window, which was the closest place to the outside.Through the damaged shelter, one could see gusts of violent wind blowing outside again.

After Luo Shan appeased everyone's emotions, he explained the current situation to them.

"After my observations over the past few days, the nearby storm appears every three hours. After the storm ends, a fog will randomly appear in the midnight area. The fog is composed of many particles, which will cause the sentinel to fall into mental overload like pollution."

"We need to find a good time difference, and leave here quickly after the particles disappear or before the storm starts. The shelter will not be a permanent barrier, and the tower area is the safest place."

Their original plan was that Jiang Bieqiu and Fang Jue would first find Gao Zimo to solve the problem of pollutants and particle pollution from the source.But so far, these people's physical strength and mental endurance have reached the limit, and Gao Zimo is not so easy to catch, so Luo Shan and Fang Jue discussed, they divided into two groups, and led people out , while going to arrest Gao Zimo.

Now that the storm is approaching, we can only wait for the next particle to appear before taking people away.

From the entrance of the Midnight District to the refuge, Jiang Bieqiu did not stop all the way, killing many pollutants.At this moment, he was a little tired, but in a trance, he felt that it was not physically tired.

He sighed inwardly and closed his eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, it seemed that gravel outside the shelter was swept up into the air again, and smashed against the window crazily with the sound of the wind.

The continuous brushing sound was very noisy.

Jiang Bieqiu didn't sleep soundly, but he didn't want to wake up.

Suddenly, he felt his shoulders warm, and subconsciously looked sideways, and saw a blue-gray uniform draped behind his back.

Fang Jue withdrew his hand and sat down beside Jiang Bieqiu without saying a word.

Outside the window, the sound of the wind seemed to be getting louder, and the humming sounded like the whispering of small animals.Jiang Bieqiu turned his head, smiled inexplicably, and said softly, "The wind is blowing."

Fang Jue didn't answer, and Jiang Bieqiu continued on his own: "In more than an hour, we will start when the particles appear once. Let Chief Luo Shan rest a little longer, he is also tired..."

"Don't Qiu." Fang Jue interrupted him, "I have something to tell you."

"What?" Jiang Bieqiu paused, glanced sideways at him, and said suddenly, "Are you trying to tell me that I almost kissed you just now?"

He didn't deliberately suppress his voice. A pregnant woman next to him was a little closer, and he couldn't help but cast a look at him.

Jiang Bieqiu ignored this, just laughed and said in a nonchalant tone: "That's because I saw you teasing without knowing it, and wanted to tease you, Mr. Fang, if I offend you, I apologize..."

Fang Jue interrupted him again: "What kind of person do you like?"

"……what?"

Jiang Bieqiu was stunned.

Fang Jue ignored Jiang Bieqiu's ramblings and changed the subject, and asked again bluntly, "What kind of person do you like?"

like.

Love.

In the eyes of the world, it seems easy to confuse these two things.

A long time ago, when he was still in the embryonic state, his father Jiang Xingzhi once said, Dad loves you the most, Qiuqiu.

When he grew up a bit, he was taken to Bailu's bioengineering laboratory, crying and shouting to Bailu, Mom, I don't like you like this.

Later, he met Fang Jue, but he dared not talk about love.

Love is heavier than love, love is heroic than love.

Jiang Bieqiu didn't answer for a long time, Fang Jue waited patiently.This peaceful appearance almost gave Jiang Bieqiu a certain illusion - as if he could give him everything he wanted just by opening his mouth.

No... not right.

He said that after dawn, dawn sank into the ground, he was a monster without a spiritual body, no longer able to love and be loved.

Therefore, Jiang Bieqiu finally took off the uniform and handed it back to Fang Jue solemnly and cherished.

He said, "Look, the wind has stopped."

The wind and sand covering the sun stagnated in mid-air one after another as if they heard an order, and were swept away by the wind, stretching away into the distance.