pure white believer

After walking for a while, Nan Ting realized that he might really have bought the wrong hat.There were actually more humans looking back at him than before.

He just wandered aimlessly around the mall, trying to distract himself with the human clothes hanging on the racks.But after turning around for several times, Nan Ting didn't take the initiative to say what he likes.He lacks aesthetics in human clothing, and feels that they are all the same, and there is nothing special about them.

Apart from……

His eyes touched something, he turned his head away, and then stopped subconsciously.

Wen Zhen followed Nan Ting's gaze, and found that he was staring eagerly at the skirts in the women's clothing store.

Wen Zhen: "..."

He kindly reminded: "Those are women's clothes."

Nan Ting just let out an "ah", and after a while, he was puzzled and asked, "Don't you human beings have men wearing skirts?"

"You have?"

"We don't wear clothes." Nan Ting said seriously, "The fabric will become very heavy after absorbing water, and it is very uncomfortable to sink in the water."

"..." Wen Zhen couldn't explain to him, "No."

"Why not?" Nan Ting whispered as he walked.

Wen Zhen: "..."

Ten minutes later, Nanting left the shop in a good mood wearing his new dress.When Wen Zhen paid for him, he even politely said "thank you".

The clerk didn't seem particularly surprised by this.Nan Ting found that humans generally do not have long hair, so the clerk may have misidentified his gender.

However, after he changed into that skirt, more humans looked back at him.

Nan Ting felt uncomfortable, so he asked, "Why do they want to look at me?"

Wen Zhen stopped and motioned him to take a picture in front of the full-length mirror.

Nan Ting carefully looked at himself in the mirror.White hat, white long skirt, there seems to be nothing particularly wrong.He even vaguely found a bit of beauty from it following the human aesthetics. After looking at it for a long time, he had a narcissistic thought for the first time in his life: I seem to be really good-looking.

So he turned back very happily and asked, "Does it look good?"

"Why do they want to look at you if you don't like it?" Wen Zhen was very supportive, "Let's go."

Nan Ting's mood suddenly improved a lot, and when he was watched by humans again, he didn't feel as uncomfortable as before.

The ticket they booked was a long-distance bus, leading to a small town on the coast. There was a stowaway port nearby, and they could return to Beaune without the sight of the manager.

Probably to deceive others, the departure time was set at [-]:[-] pm.It was completely dark at this time, the vehicle was parked in the most inconspicuous corner of the station, and everyone was waiting aside, queuing up to get on the bus.

Nan Ting followed behind them, looking around, habitually sizing up the passengers in the same car.These appear to be ordinary humans, each carrying a large, unwieldy suitcase.Compared with them, the empty-handed himself and Wen Zhen stood out.

But no one came to ask him why he didn't bring his luggage. Everyone lowered their heads and seemed not in a good mood.

Nan Ting looked at the people in line behind him, and then looked at the line in front of him.Suddenly, his gaze paused, and he recognized a somewhat familiar figure from the back in the darkness.

But before he had time to look more, the other party squeezed into the car and disappeared from his sight.

Nan Ting's gaze sank, and he didn't say anything to Wen Zhen.

Soon it was his turn to get in the car, Nan Ting followed behind Wen Zhen, deliberately slowing down, and carefully sizing up the people sitting on both sides through the darkness.

When he reached the fifth row, he stopped and turned to look at the person sitting in the corridor seat on the left.

Nan Ting stood still on the spot and looked at him carefully.

The people behind waited for a long time and found him standing still, so they couldn't help urging: "Go forward."

Wen Zhen also turned his head around, but Nan Ting ignored him, stepped directly in front of the man, grabbed his collar and forced him to look up.

The man was startled: "Who, what are you doing?!"

Through the darkness, Nan Ting clearly saw his face.

——Bai Ximing.

"Why did you run away?" Nan Ting asked him word by word without letting go.

Bai Ximing didn't know the person in front of him, so he shuddered a bit when he heard the words, but he still pretended to be calm, and raised his voice even higher: "I don't know you? You've got the wrong person!"

Everyone around immediately turned their heads and looked at this side.Someone even turned on a flashlight and shone it this way, wanting to see what happened.

Nan Ting turned a blind eye.He stared closely at the person in his hands, and repeated again: "Why run away?"

The light came on, and Bai Ximing finally saw the person who was holding him clearly: first, a strange white plush hat, rare blue long hair and golden eyes, a very beautiful face, but the expression on his face very cold.

Bai Ximing didn't know this person.

He struggled instinctively, but he didn't expect the other party to be so strong that he couldn't break free for a while.

"Nanting?" someone shouted from behind.

Nanting?

Bai Ximing was taken aback, memories flashed in his mind, and he finally realized who was holding him in front of him.But this "Nan Ting" looked completely different from the Nan Ting he knew, but upon closer inspection, the eyes and hair color were clearly the same.

——After he left the White Tower that day, he first met a man downstairs holding the two missing skulls. The man looked at him indifferently, and he was so scared that he ran away without turning his head.

After hiding in the nearby woods for an hour, he never saw anyone come out of the White Tower—the rest of the people inside couldn't escape.

Bai Ximing didn't dare to go back to the Control Bureau, didn't even ask for anything, and hurriedly hid back to his residence.The next day when he heard the news of Sheng Bin's death, he thought that someone would come to his door soon, but what he waited for was the news that the entire area was blocked.

Bai Ximing realized that something big had happened, and it might be related to that White Pagoda.

Afraid of being taken away for investigation, he has been hiding in hiding for the past few days, and finally found an opportunity to leave secretly. He never expected to bump into someone he knew here.

Compared with meeting Nan Ting, he was more surprised that Nan Ting was still alive.

He thought that the three people he locked in that day were all dead.

In this way, no one will know the secret that he went to the White Tower that day.

Bai Ximing raised his eyes, and was about to speak to confront the other party, when he saw the other party's eyes clearly, he was shocked again.

Nan Ting, who was pulling him, did not show any anger.On the contrary, his expression was exceptionally calm, as calm as if he was interrogating a prisoner.

"You locked us inside that day." Nan Ting said softly, "If you don't close it, nothing will happen later. Everyone can escape smoothly."

Bai Ximing paused, then suddenly sneered, "I don't know what you're talking about, I don't know you."

At this time, the manager in charge of this vehicle also got into the car, walked up to Nan Ting, separated him from Bai Ximing, and shouted, "What are you doing? If you want to take a car, take the car, if you don't take a car, get out of here!"

Nan Ting stopped in place and did not move.

In the silence, a hand stretched out from behind, strangled his wrist, and gently pulled him back.

Nan Ting glanced back.

His expression loosened for a moment, and the hand that was holding Bai Ximing's collar suddenly released its strength.

Bai Ximing was stunned for a moment, and watched helplessly as the person who was still questioning him took a step back, and was led by the person in the darkness to walk towards the end of the carriage.

The environment in the car was too dark, and he couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

If he had seen it clearly, maybe he wouldn't make the next stupid move.

It was the first time for Nan Ting to take a human long-distance bus.He originally thought it would be a novel experience, but after meeting Bai Ximing and being dragged back by Wen Zhen, his mood suddenly sank again, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Unexpectedly, after a while, he got motion sickness.

The feeling of motion sickness is not good, as if a boulder is pressed against the chest, I can't breathe all the time.Nan Ting looked at the scenery outside the window for a while and wanted to divert his attention, but he felt dizzy more and more, so he had to ask, "How long will it be?"

"Tomorrow morning." Wen Zhen said, "Uncomfortable?"

"……Um."

Wen Zhen glanced across a certain seat in front of him, paused for a moment, and then said, "Go to sleep. I'll call you when we arrive."

In this kind of place where there are many strangers, Nan Ting actually can't sleep.His subconscious vigilance was too strong, and when he closed his eyes, he couldn't help but focus on listening to the movement nearby.

But Wen Zhen's words seemed to have some kind of magical power, he leaned drowsily against the side of the glass, closed his eyes for a while, and the drowsiness became more and more intense.

At the last moment when his consciousness was blurred, he suddenly thought that Wen Zhen didn't seem to ask him why he rushed to Bai Ximing to make trouble.

He didn't want to explain.

But Wen Zhen didn't ask.

When Nan Ting fell asleep, his breathing was very shallow, and his eyelashes fluttered from time to time, as if he would wake up at any time.

The light from the window fell on his face through the cracks in the curtains.After a while, Wen Zhen stretched out his hand, lifted his chin slightly, and carefully studied his sleeping face under the faint light.

At this moment, his expression was completely different from that of him during the day.If someone who hasn't seen him for a long time sees him in the daytime, such as Yao Fan, he will probably be surprised and ask why you look so normal now.But Nan Ting seemed to be used to him like that, and even asked him if his clothes looked good, as if he had forgotten that he was trembling with fright when he was picked up the first day.

His movements were not very light, but Nan Ting did not wake up.

He even relaxed and rested his face on the hand holding him, and fell asleep even more deeply.Or maybe it was because of a bad dream that his lips were tightly pursed.

The finger that was originally supporting the chin was lifted up, slowly and silently brushing the corner of the soft lips in the darkness.

Wen Zhen suddenly smiled, and quickly put it away.

It seems that something is already inevitable.

He withdrew his gaze, supported Nan Ting's head, and slowly leaned on himself.

The car body seemed to have hit a rock and shook twice.Several hours had passed since getting in the car, and most of the people had already fallen asleep, dangling on their seats along with the width of the car body.

No one noticed in his sleep that a figure suddenly stood up in the front seat near the corridor.

Bai Ximing opened his eyes in the darkness, tightly holding a gun with a suppressor in his hand, he quietly left his seat and walked towards the rear of the vehicle.

There were probably still people in the car awake, but he didn't care about them.The person he was going to kill had already fallen asleep on the person beside him, not noticing his approach at all.

Bai Ximing did not act rashly, but first observed the people beside him.He didn't know who it was, but no matter who it was, it shouldn't pose too much threat to him.He only needs to kill Nanting who should have died in the White Tower, and then use his ability to leave the car.In this way, no one in the world will know that he has been to the White Tower that day.

Right now, killing the insider is more important than leaving the city.

If you want to blame, blame him for insisting on coming here to find trouble.Bai Ximing slowly stopped in front of Nan Ting's seat, thinking blankly.

Even getting into the Management and Control Bureau is a waste of relationships, why would you want to trouble him?

And for some reason, he even disguised his appearance, was it because he was afraid of being recognized?He is running away too?

Unfortunately, no matter what, he couldn't leave the city today.

Bai Ximing carefully observed the person sitting on the seat by the corridor.This person seems to know Nan Ting, and he was pulled away from him before, probably to keep him out of trouble.

Even this person knows better than him.

This person also seemed to be asleep, leaning against the seat motionless, with one hand hanging by his side, and the other hand seemed to be in an embracing gesture, letting Nan Ting lean on him.

Bai Ximing frowned slightly, feeling a little strange.But he didn't think much, just quietly raised his hand, passed the person in front of him, aimed at the person sleeping on the inner seat, and was about to pull the trigger.

—and then he was strangled.

Bai Ximing was taken aback, he didn't have time to think about who suddenly attacked him, his first reaction was to use his ability to get rid of the other party's shackles.

But then, he was shocked to find that he couldn't use his abilities at all!

He seemed to be fixed in place by an invisible force, unable to move, and the hand on his neck tightened, completely cutting off the channel for the influx of air.He couldn't even utter a sound, and there were stars in front of his eyes. At first, his body could struggle a few times, but soon began to collapse involuntarily.

Vision is gradually blurred, and consciousness is also becoming weak.

I'm dying……?

Bai Ximing thought in horror.

He exhausted his last bit of strength in the great fear, turned his eyes, and finally saw that the person holding him was the man who was sitting next to Nan Ting and he thought he had fallen asleep.

Under the dim street light, Bai Ximing could barely see the other person's facial features. They were sharp and indifferent, and there was no emotion in his eyes. He just stared at him indifferently, and gradually tightened his five fingers.

Bai Ximing slowly looked down again.

He suddenly trembled.

This is... this is...

No, not possible.

He knew this man.

This is the person who often appears on the wanted pages of newspapers...

This was Bai Ximing's last thought before losing consciousness.

In the quiet night, a vehicle full of passengers who were about to leave the city sped past on the road.Suddenly, a black figure was thrown out of the car and fell straight into the grass by the side of the road.

Wen Zhen buckled the car window, took a last look outside, and tried to close the window again with his hands.

The clothes were suddenly pulled.

Wen Zhen stopped his movements and looked back: "Are you awake?"

Nan Ting opened his eyes in a daze, and said vaguely: "Cold."

The night wind blows into the warm compartment, and the coldness also seeps in.Wen Zhen closed the car window, sat back in his seat, rubbed his head that was still wearing a hat, and smiled silently: "Go on to sleep."

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