pure white believer

The process of leaving Siren Town was not smooth.With the small town as the center, strict aviation control began to be implemented more than ten days ago within a range of [-] kilometers nearby.

Nan Ting faintly felt that something happened in the world outside the small town. Logically speaking, such a big thing happened here, it is impossible for Chi not to arrive at the first time.Last time on Liberty, he just received Fu Cheng's distress signal, he accurately judged the situation and rushed to the scene in a very short time.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if Chi couldn't arrive in time, it is impossible for the base not to send someone over if such a big incident happened.

But after Nan Ting woke up, he didn't see any familiar faces nearby.

It's business as usual in the town.

——What happened outside?

"We can't seem to go back."

When Nan Ting said this, Wen Zhen didn't take it seriously.He handed the mobile phone to Nan Ting, and said, "You can book tickets."

Nan Ting took this square and smooth thing, and was a little surprised for a while.

While on base, they are not allowed to use human products like mobile phones.Not only him, but also other humans in the base.One is poor confidentiality, and the other is that the base believes that they should draw a clear line between themselves and the low-level entertainment of ordinary humans.

But Nan Ting found that people outside the base seemed inseparable from it.Among the human beings he has seen, more than half of them will hold it in their hands at all times, which makes him wonder what is so fascinating inside.

He first roughly scanned Wen Zhen's mobile phone interface, habitually trying to pick out a few clues, but he couldn't guess the purpose of more than half of the colorful icons on it, so he had to look over: "I won't use it."

The sofa beside him collapsed, and Wen Zhen sat down next to him, reached out and tapped the screen twice.

It seemed that he hadn't cut his hair for a while, and when he lowered his head, the tail of his hair hung from his neck to the back of Nan Ting's hand, itching.

"Teach you." Wen Zhen said absently.

He flicked skillfully on the screen, but Nan Ting lost his mind inappropriately, and couldn't help but pay attention to the few strands of hair that were messing around on the back of his hand.When she glanced sideways quietly, she couldn't help but look through her hair and landed on the other person's face.

Wen Zhen and Chi did not look alike.No one who knew both of them at the same time would actively link them together.

So when Nan Ting woke up from the White Pagoda that day and heard Zhou Shuining on the statue say that they were actually brothers, he subconsciously thought he was still in a dream, so he calmly put the matter aside.

Wen Zhen has a very eye-catching face, which belongs to the type that once you look over it, it's hard to look away.

Nan Ting was fascinated by looking at it, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly found that the other party's deep black eyes were also looking right at him.

He was shocked and immediately looked away.

Wen Zhen smiled.

"Has something written on my face?" he asked.

"...No." Nan Ting was inexplicably guilty, and his confidence in speaking was a little bit less.He didn't know what he was guilty of.

"Oh."

Wen Zhen continued to book tickets.This time Nan Ting didn't dare to be distracted anymore, and watched him operate on the screen seriously.

When it was time to choose the destination, Wen Zhen stopped, didn't speak, but withdrew his hand and glanced at him.

This is for him to choose his destination.

Nan Ting stretched out his hand, imitating his movements, and entered the word "Bona" on the destination.

This is the location of the small island where Wen Zhen lived before.

For some reason, seeing the place name he entered, Wen Zhen hesitated for a moment.

"Aren't you going home?" he asked, "I remember you said that you don't live in this sea area."

Nan Ting stopped moving.

"...I have no home," he whispered at last.

Wen Zhen didn't say anything, but just paid the bill for seat reservation.

"Can you play for me?" Seeing that his order had been completed, Nan Ting asked tentatively, shaking the phone in his hand.

Wen Zhen did not refuse.

For the first time in so many days, Nan Ting finally became interested in something.He curiously fiddled with the black square in his hand, poked it here and there, and clicked it here and there, wanting to see what was in the other party's phone, but unexpectedly slipped his hand and clicked on the photo album in Wen Zhen's phone.

There are very few pictures in the album, and the first dozen or so are all landscape photos.Nan Ting glanced at Wen Zhen, seeing that he didn't respond, so he continued to scroll down to see if there was any other content.

A photo among landscape photos quickly caught his attention.

The photo looked a little reflective, as if someone had pointed at a photo that had been developed, and there were three people on it—a tall man, a woman with a slightly protruding belly, and a boy who looked eight or nine years old.The man's hand is on the woman's shoulder, and the woman is holding the boy by the hand.This is a photo of a human family of three.

Nan Ting was taken aback.

Because the man and Chi in the photo were almost carved out of the same mold, even the demeanor was exactly the same, with a cold face, looking at the camera with a serious expression.

But he quickly realized that this should be Chi's father, a man he had never met, and the previous highest official of the Aliens Association.

After realizing this, Nan Ting immediately turned his attention to the woman in the photo.

Unexpectedly, she was very different from Nan Ting's imagination.Nan Ting originally thought that the wife of the chief officer would be as soft and cuddly as 241, but the woman's face did not have any similar temperament. Instead, she had sharp eyes, a straight nose bridge and thin lips. The dark black suit made her even more heroic - he suddenly understood who Wen Zhen's whole body looked like.

"You look a lot like your mother." Nan Ting said.

Wen Zhen didn't answer his words, but said, "So you woke up that day."

He was talking about the day in the White Tower.

Nan Ting nodded.

He didn't dare to continue the topic.Although he was extremely curious about Wen Zhen's past, he was even more afraid that the other party would see flaws in him, that he had once worked for the Alien Management Association.

once.Nan Ting also doesn't know whether his work experience is now "once".

But he really didn't want to go back to base.

There was no way he could face them again.

As for the future... Nan Ting couldn't think of the future.For the time being, he is in a state of muddling along.

After all, when he set off from the base, he never thought that just a few months could overturn all his perceptions of the past ten years, and that one day he would actually hide behind his enemies in order to escape reality.

But pointing out this matter still made him a little restless.

It's not something he can think about, because he will instinctively start to sympathize with the other person.

And Wen Zhen didn't seem to need anyone's sympathy.

Nan Ting could only quickly swipe the screen to turn to the next photo.

Then I was shocked again.

In the photo is himself, the lower part of his body is still the tail of a fish, sinking in the water tank with his eyes closed, sleeping soundly, and throwing his tail aside defenselessly.

Nan Ting: "..."

Inexplicably, he felt a little pained on his back, coughed lightly unnaturally, and quickly flipped to the next photo again.

It turned out to be a picture of him.

At the top of the screen, there is also the name of the photo classification after the mobile phone album is automatically recognized.

"Portrait/Beauty".

"..." Nan Ting stared at the last two words in disbelief, moving his fingers with difficulty, trying to delete it from his eyes.

But he didn't know how to delete it, so he quickly flipped through more than a dozen photos in a row, and when he found that the photos after that were almost all of himself, he finally gave up struggling: "Why did you take pictures of me?"

Wen Zhen was very calm: "I like it."

"...Then why are you taking so many pictures?"

The photos in the album are taken from top to bottom, looking down, some of them are when he is sleeping, some are of him in a daze on the beach, and more are of incomprehensible content, A strand of hair falling on the ground, a curved reflection on the glass, a hand tapping the water tank boredly... Fragmented life.

"nice."

Nan Ting: "Can't you take pictures of yourself?"

Wen Zhen glanced at him thoughtfully.

"Then you take a few pictures of me, too," he said, "and we're even."

Nan Ting thought for a while and found it very reasonable, then remembered: "I don't know how to shoot."

"I'll teach you." Wen Zhen waved at him, "Come closer."

Nan Ting posted it obediently, and looked curiously at himself and the other party displayed on the screen, but found that the viewfinder frame was too small, and if he sat on the spot, he could only show half of his face, so he put his head in front of Wen Zhen, left and right. After turning around and looking at it for a long time, I was finally satisfied.

Wen Zhen looked at the captured image on the phone for a while, as if dissatisfied, he put his wrist on his shoulder again.

Nan Ting: "?"

"This is more artistic." Wen Zhen explained.

"is it?"

Nan Ting studied it carefully for a while, and looked at the other party suspiciously. He really didn't understand where the artistic sense of human beings was reflected.

But Wen Zhen has said so, so he will take it as it is.

"Look at the camera." Wen Zhen reminded him, "Don't look at me."

"……Oh."

"smile."

"Why are you laughing?"

Wen Zhen explained patiently: "We humans always laugh when we take pictures."

Nan Ting always felt that the other party was lying to him.In the group photo he saw just now, Shangchi's father had a serious face, without a smile on his face.

Not long after the photo was taken, it became Wen Zhen's phone lock screen.Nan Ting also didn't think about it clearly, it was obvious that he wanted to take a picture of the other party at first, but why did it become a group photo in the end.

But he looked at himself on the screen and had to admit that it came out pretty well.

To be honest, for so many years, he hasn't seen what he looks like when he smiles.Seeing it now, I suddenly feel better for no reason.

Nan Ting can probably understand why humans smile when taking pictures.If after a few years they forget how they felt when they took the photo, they will think that they were happy when they saw the photo.

If trying to freeze happiness is one of the so-called vulgar pleasures of human beings, after trying it himself, he feels that it may not be bad.

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