pure white believer

The eyes of the people around became even weirder, and some even took out their mobile phones and started taking pictures of them.

Nan Ting doesn't know much about human's habit of taking pictures, only that many of them like to post photos on social media.Yiguanhui can't control social media, but if things get serious, Chi will definitely settle it for him.

The only thing he was lucky about was that the mermaid center was only two subway stations away from the department store.After a few minutes, he got rid of the monster-like eyes of those people and returned to the ground.

Just as Nan Ting wanted to tell Wen Zhen that he no longer wanted to take the subway, Wen Qiming, who was walking behind, caught up.He looked at Wen Zhen in surprise: "How did you let him let you in?"

Nan Ting knew that Wen Zhen would not explain, so he said, "We lied to him."

Wen Qiming suddenly realized, and still asked Wen Zhen: "Is this your ability?"

There was a hint of envy in his tone.If she was not so ordinary, Wen Ling might not need to hide.

It was still Nan Ting who answered him: "No."

"Huh?" Wen Qiming was puzzled.

But he finally found out that Nan Ting was much more talkative than Wen Zhen, and the other party was so young that he looked similar to his students, so he couldn't help but whispered to Nan Ting: "How did you know each other?" ah?"

"Are you asking me?" said Nan Ting, "I was blown ashore by the storm."

"Did he save you?"

"Ah."

"Then he's a really nice guy."

Nan Ting thought to himself that you may have misunderstood the definition of a good person.

"However, speaking of it..." Wen Qiming hesitated for a while, "That is, how did you persuade... your parents to not object to you? I think you have a very good relationship..."

Nan Ting: "Why do you object?"

He felt that he was still not very good at talking to humans.

"Huh?" Wen Qiming was stopped by his rhetorical question, and didn't know how to explain it for a while, so he could only say, "Aren't they against you?"

"I don't have parents."

"..."

"So is he." Nan Ting added another sentence.

Wen Qiming: "..."

Wen Qiming: "I'm sorry."

Nan Ting is used to humans apologizing for such things.He was even more curious about the opposition the other party said: "What did your parents object to you?"

"..." Wen Qiming began to feel that the little mermaid in front of him lacked the most basic understanding of the human world. Maybe he just came to land and had no contact with other humans before.

He patiently explained, as if he was explaining the question type to the students: "Humans and mermaids are two different species. Although you will be very similar to us when you grow up, you are still... different species. Are there differences between different species?" There will be...well, there will be no descendants, so they will object to us being together."

Nan Ting still didn't know what to object to, but Wen Qiming's words reminded him of something else: no matter what, the child in Wen Ling's belly was not his.

But Wen Qiming seemed to like the child who was about to be born, because he was going to buy toys.

Maybe it was a test tube.Nanting thought.But he was more curious about another question than whose children belonged to him: Do human parents love their children so much?Although that child may not be related to him by blood.

If so, it's no wonder they always apologize for asking about someone's parent's death.

"You've seen it before, my students... including my parents, they all think I'm...disgusting." He hesitated for nearly half a minute before saying the last two words, "Lingling and I have a very good relationship. We've known each other since we were kids, but they always felt that... I should be with humans. After all..."

Wen Qiming kept his voice very low, deliberately keeping a distance from his wife behind him, so as to prevent her from hearing his words: "To give an inappropriate example, suppose you are a different fish, salmon, for example. You are in their eyes It's like salmon in your eyes... I really don't understand why, even though your body structure is so similar to human beings, they don't regard you as human beings."

"So you who think this way have become an outlier?"

Nan Ting finally summed up what he meant from his incoherent description.

"Yes." Wen Qiming said.

"It's okay." Nan Ting comforted him, and he thought of those humans who threw him around in the water tank on the Liberty, "You are better than many humans I have seen."

"What about me?" Wen Zhen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said something.

"..." After several repetitions, Nan Ting had thoroughly figured out his way of asking such questions, "You are the best."

After leaving the subway entrance, Nan Ting saw an extremely tall building, so tall that he couldn't count its dozens of floors.The supermarket is located on the ground floor of the entire building.When he went down the escalator, he saw a big sign on the wall: no pets allowed.

Wen Qiming and Wen Ling began to get nervous again.

When Wen Zhen brought Nan Ting in again without changing his face while everyone was paying attention to him, Nan Ting asked him, "Don't you feel uncomfortable?"

"what?"

"Those people are discussing you." Nan Ting said, he even felt a little shaken, "Otherwise, we'd better not go in..."

"Ignore them."

Nan Ting's shaking was quickly shattered by the scene in the supermarket.The shelves were full of all kinds of things he had never seen before, dazzling.

From the fresh freezer to all kinds of fancy snacks, he wants everything when he sees it, and when he is in the base, everyone will habitually fulfill all his wishes.

So when Nan Ting woke up, he was already surrounded by all kinds of goods that he had taken off the shelves.

He asked another silly question: "Have you brought enough money?"

Wen Zhen: "..."

Wen Zhen: "You can just want the whole supermarket right now."

Nan Ting hurriedly stopped him: "No need, no need. You don't need that much."

When they came out of the self-service cash register, Wen Qiming was already waiting outside.They didn't buy much, just some toys and children's picture books.Seeing the gentle smile on his face, Nan Ting was a little infected by him, and subconsciously curled the corner of his mouth.

But Wen Zhen who was at the side had a panoramic view: "Are you happy today?"

"happy."

Although some unpleasant things happened before, Nan Ting really liked the feeling of wandering around in the supermarket.He suddenly felt that he was a person who could easily feel happy.

But Wen Zhen said, "You just laughed."

"Ok?"

"You never smile."

"Really?" Nan Ting didn't even notice this, "Maybe I'm not used to laughing all the time."

Nan Ting's good mood lasted until he got on the subway.This time they picked a car with few people, and the people inside were all busy looking down at their phones, and didn't pay much attention to them.

Before getting in the car, Wen Qiming insisted on giving him a picture book, saying it was a gift for thanking him. He didn't know what to give so he had to give this. I don't know if he would like it.

Nan Ting insists that this is something for children, and he really doesn't need it.

But in the end Wen Ling came over, took out the picture book from her husband and handed it to Nan Ting, looking at him seriously with those beautiful and gentle eyes.

Nan Ting was defeated by such gazes.He eventually took over the picture book.

Only then did Wen Ling leave happily, straightened his hat habitually, and then sat down on the empty seat with Wen Qiming.

As soon as she sat down, she found a book with a colorful cover in her hand.

Wen Ling tugged at the corner of Wen Qiming's clothes, then pulled him to look at the book again.

"Do you want to ask why there is a book here?" Wen Qiming asked her.

Wen Ling nodded.

"Oh, this is an event they hold, Subway Book Day, which seems to mean that you can leave a book of your own here, and then take this book away on the subway in exchange. The books placed here are all You can look at it at will, it’s not someone who forgot to take it away.”

As he spoke, he pointed to the slogan posted in the carriage, "Passing Books, Passing Civilization."

Wen Ling nodded, then picked up the book on the seat with confidence, and flipped through two pages.

"This seems to be a picture book too." Wen Qiming casually glanced at the content above, but found that there were some messy graffiti on it, "Why is this picture book so messy..."

Wen Ling also seemed to find such graffiti strange, so he quickly flipped through a few pages, wanting to see what the picture book was about.

But for some reason, the more she turned back, the more dizzy she felt, and her eyes darkened.At first she thought she was motion sick, so she let out an uncomfortable "woo hoo" and tried to close the book, but was horrified to find that her hands didn't listen to her at all.

Her brain seemed to have lost the ability to think, and she became dizzy.

"What's wrong with you?" It wasn't until a full minute later that Wen Qiming realized that there was something wrong with the blank-looking wife beside him who kept flipping through the books, "Lingling? Wen Ling? What are you—ah!!"

Wen Ling seemed to have lost all strength, and fell forward amidst his yelling, and fell out of his seat.

The thick winter hat slid off her head, revealing her non-human ears, and someone in the carriage began to shout, "My God, mermaid?"

Nan Ting raised his head when he heard "chaos".But when he realized what Wen Ling was holding in his hand, it was too late.

Wen Zhen was the last to turn around.Before that, he had been standing in the corner of the subway facing Nanting and his back to everyone.

He also saw the book in Wen Ling's hand at a glance, walked over immediately, tore it off without saying a word, and then asked, "Where did this come from?"

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything about it being put here from the beginning..." Wen Qiming said incoherently.

Someone on the side whispered: "Someone got off the bus at the last stop and left it here."

Wen Zhen frowned almost invisibly.

"It's them again," he said.

Someone in the car started screaming as blood started to flow from Wen Ling's body.And Wen Ling finally regained a little consciousness and leaned against the subway entrance, grabbing the handrail on the side, desperately trying not to let herself fall.Blood kept gushing from her ears.Wen Qiming panicked and covered her ears with his hands, but then the bright red liquid flowed out of her eyes, nose and mouth.

"Wen Ling!" he yelled, "Wen Ling!!"

Nan Ting sat in his suitcase, staring blankly at everything in front of him.

He saw that Wen Ling finally lost his strength, slipped from Wen Qiming's arms, and sat crookedly in a small corner.She fell hard, screamed in pain, and then covered her stomach.More blood flowed from under her body.

Wen Ling lowered her head and burst into tears.

"Baby..." She seemed to be woken up by the pain, and finally uttered a clear word sound. When she opened her mouth, blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, mixed with tears, and fell on the back of her lover's hand, "Baby..."

Nan Ting reached out and grabbed Wen Zhen's clothes.

"Wen Zhen!" His voice was a little trembling, "You can save her, can you..."

Logically speaking, he should not be concerned about the death of others.But they just gave him a picture book, and he didn't want to watch her die.

But he can't do anything by himself now.

He can only kill, which is the ability he was given when he was born.If he wanted to, maybe he could become the most master murderer in the world who could cover up his methods.But he didn't know how to save people.

Wen Zhen turned around, glanced at him, then turned back again.

Wen Qiming woke up like a dream.He turned around, supported Wen Ling with one hand, stretched out the other hand, and wanted to grab Wen Zhen's clothes corner like Nan Ting did, but he retracted in the end.

He supported the ground and knelt down: "You can save her, right?! Please! Please save Wen Ling!"

"Don't worry." Nan Ting didn't know what he was talking about, "He will find a way."

He'll figure it out, right?

Nan Ting turned his head sideways.

Wen Zhen didn't have much expression on his face, and Nan Ting couldn't see any decisions he made from it.

Wen Zhen never cared about other people's life or death.He doesn't even care much about himself.

But as soon as this sentence that was often written in the materials surfaced in his heart, Wen Zhen walked towards Wen Ling, squatted down in front of her, and held a capsule in his hand.

It was something he just bought a few days ago on the Liberty, and it was going to be used to treat Nan Ting's loss of voice.

"Only this." He said calmly, "I usually don't go out with anything like that."

Nan Ting didn't even think about it: "You save her first..."

Wen Zhen pinched Wen Ling's jaw, forcing her to open her mouth, and stuffed the repair capsule into it.Wen Ling's consciousness was completely blurred, only her lips squirmed, and Wen Zhen had no choice but to force her to swallow the medicine.

Wen Qiming stared at Wen Zhen's hand, as if expecting a miracle to happen.The man in front of him at this moment is a god, and he can do nothing but kneel down and beg the god to have mercy.

Wen Ling finally swallowed the capsule.Her eyelashes fluttered slightly.

After another half a minute, those slight tremors also calmed down.

Wen Zhen probed the side of her neck and stood up in front of her.

There was silence in the carriage.Everyone's eyes moved back and forth between Wen Zhen and Wen Ling.

Wen Zhen's hands were covered with blood, which was stained when he supported Wen Ling's head.He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Nan Ting, but held back.

"I'm not very good at saving people," he said at last.

Nan Ting stared at Wen Ling: "She..."

"Dead." Wen Zhen's tone was calm, "Nanting, let's leave here immediately."

Wen Zhen rarely called his name so seriously.

Nan Ting felt that the Wen Zhen in front of him seemed to be different from before.Where exactly, he couldn't say.

He suddenly remembered the blessing Yao Man left before he left, "I hope you can live more like a human being".

Only then did he realize that at this moment, he doesn't look... very human.

"Let's go." Wen Zhen said again.

He rubbed his hands on his clothes, and then used his clean hands to help Nan Ting.The subway reached the platform and stopped.The doors opened and closed normally, and passengers in other compartments hurried up and down.The world has not changed much because of Wen Ling's death.

Wen Zhen didn't go down through the normal exit.

He picked Nan Ting up from the suitcase, stretched out his other free hand to another locked door in the subway, opened it abruptly, and then jumped off the track from the carriage with a cry of exclamation. Xu briskly walked towards the depths of the subway corridor.

Nan Ting: "You..."

"Don't go over there." Wen Zhen explained, "They're here, they might be waiting for us up there."

He didn't say who "they" were, but Nanting guessed.He didn't know when the executive department was eyeing him, and he didn't know how they would come up with a way to leave a seemingly ordinary book in the hope that Wen Zhen could read it when he got on the subway.

Nan Ting had seen that notebook before, it was stored in the No. 1 vault in the base - it was not a picture book at all, it was a notebook with messy doodles on it, from the first page to the last page life will be taken away by it.

He also shouldn't hope that the capsule can save Wen Ling, because the danger level of the note is S.That is not within the scope of treatment of capsules at all.

Subway corridors are not places where human beings should pass.The oxygen in the air was thin, his breathing was a little short, and he felt dizzy after a while.

Wen Zhen noticed. "Breathe slowly," he said. "Don't pant. It'll be there soon."

But Nan Ting couldn't breathe steadily.Something was growing silently in his heart.To explode, to destroy, to oppress his heart, to oppress his lungs, to stop his blood, to suffocate him in silence.

He felt that if he didn't speak again, he would go crazy.

"Wen Zhen..."

"I can't save her." Wen Zhen seemed to know what he was going to say.

"She reminds me of my mother." He stared at the endless darkness ahead, and said flatly, "I can't save her, nor can I save Wen Ling."

This is the second time Nan Ting heard about his family from Wen Zhen.

"your mom……"

"It's okay, she just committed suicide." Wen Zhen continued, and suddenly smiled, "What happened 18 years ago, it's long gone."

His smile is a little weird.

Nan Ting couldn't tell what it felt like, it was like... as if that smiling face was just a skin, and the inside of the skin was empty.No joy, no sorrow.nothing.

He soon realized that the scene he saw in the door of the world of fear was probably the scene where Wen Zhen witnessed his mother's death with his own eyes.

Wen Zhen is 27 this year. He was only nine years old 18 years ago.

Nan Ting vaguely felt that he had glimpsed the other party's secret.

"Are you sad?" he asked.

"I can't feel it." Wen Zhen said.

After thinking about it, I added another sentence: "However, I heard that when people are extremely sad, they will cry and scream, but their minds are actually blank."

"I don't know." Nan Ting whispered, "I haven't lived like that."

The surroundings were finally no longer pitch black.Wen Zhen led him to the next station from the corridor where the subway was running, then opened the safety door, and stepped onto the platform lightly.The platform had already been cleared, and there was no one there. The members of the executive team who came to arrest them might be on their way, or they might have already guarded the exit.

They walked up the escalator that was out of service.There was deathly silence all around, only the sound of Wen Zhen's footsteps, and his unusually steady and regular heartbeat and breathing.

After a while, Wen Zhen stopped at the exit of the subway.

"You won't do that," he reassured softly.

Nanting felt that he was right.According to his own observation, grief is caused by loss, and he has nothing to lose.

But Wen Zhen looked different.

For a long time, Nan Ting has clearly demarcated the boundary between himself and human beings.In the past, he also classified Wen Zhen and himself into the same category, but now it seems that they are not the same.

He suddenly began to feel that the base's assessment of this person had made a major mistake in one aspect.They are all wrong.Wen Zhen is not the cold man in black and white.