Red dust kills beauty

39. The gift of silence②

I'm annoyed by wizards.That's right.

He has the kind of personality that I hate the most.This is also true.

Contrary to him, Zhaoyao is the kind of person I admire most.This is still true.

Ask yourself, do I want to torture the witch merchant, to see him suffer, to make him feel uncomfortable.some.

but--

I got stuck, and suddenly I didn't know what I was doing, so I nodded indiscriminately.

"..."

He pursed his lips.

"I knew you hated me, but I didn't care at all."

After saying this, the witch merchant curled up on the long sofa again like a cat. He turned his back to me, and all I could see was his messy hair.

"Go back, I don't want to do it today."

I subconsciously grasped the hem of my clothes, which was different from what I thought.

I asked blankly, "Don't you want to punish me?"

Fu Baixue should have cleaned it for me last night, and I washed myself inside and out just now.I am clean now.

Hearing my words, the witch merchant, instead of turning around, curled himself up into a small ball, pulled his coat—that coat was still mine—a little bit higher, and covered his head.

"What are you thinking, brother." I can only hear his teasing words, "AngrySex is fun, not punishment, even if you use me as a tool, a tool to vent / desire, it still has a charge It’s time——I’m so~don’t~ depressed right now, I can’t get hard at all.”

Vent/desire tool?Why did he suddenly mention this?it's wired.

I froze for a while.Why did he suddenly speak Wuzhou dialect?

"But..." I didn't know what to say, maybe I was just trying to explain, "I was injected with LSD last night... I don't know if I did it with Bai, maybe I didn't—"

"Brother, there's no such reason." I heard the witch merchant sigh helplessly. He seemed to be annoyed by me. "It's not just specific actions that are called it."

He still didn't want to face me, turned his body sideways, only raised his arm, and tapped my Adam's apple in the air.

"There. There. And there. These are the places where you don't want me to leave traces."

"..."

I am dumbfounded.

Indeed, because I was concerned that Azhao might see something, I never let the witch merchant leave marks on the visible skin. Occasionally, he forgot for a while, and I would be dragged out by me the next day to be beaten .The witch merchant would always play tricks at this time, and occasionally even lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead and refused to get up. I was always puzzled, why he still refused to change after repeated admonitions even though he was willing to play tricks in order to escape being beaten.

But it seems that he really cares about this matter.

"Because I last night—"

Why?Because I lost my mind last night?Because Fu Baixue's embrace is too warm?Because I accidentally forgot his existence?These words are so pale that I myself find it funny.

I want to say something but I don't know how to say it. I have been confronted with the witch merchant for too long, and there are too many things in between. I don't know how to communicate with him well.

Is it time to apologize?But who is the witch merchant to me?

He's my family, just by the way, physically.I don’t think we are even lovers. After all, there is no bed/room relationship. It started with usurpation. I’m willing to forgive him not because he lives well, but because I treat him as family.

So, it always feels weird if I apologize.Maybe the Witch Merchant will turn his head and say something like "Oh, I can't stand it" with feigned surprise and smirk - if I hear it, I will definitely want to hit him.

So the voice stopped abruptly.

Looking at his indifferent back that refuses to be seen thousands of miles away, I uncomfortably pulled off the corner of my clothes again, and then pulled the corner of my mouth uncomfortably: "Then I'm leaving?"

"..." The wizard's patience seemed to be completely exhausted.

He threw a pillow in my direction, it was soft, and then quickly retracted into the sofa, like a stray cat hiding from the rain: "Let's go!"

After a long time, I talked about this matter with the witch merchant, and I asked him why he was huddled on the sofa and refused to look back at me.The Shaman sat on a chair with his legs crossed, casually, and wrote lightly: "Because I was young and fragile at the time, I couldn't help crying and was crying secretly."

I leaned over and scratched his eyelids.

"Really, your tear ducts are so developed?"

He waved my funny hand away, half-truthfully said: "Yes, I am so developed that I cry every day. Because I can't help crying, I also speak in dialect. I am so angry that I am about to explode, but I only dare to face it. It's the same with you still hugging the pillow, because you are afraid of being thrown away by you, so you dare not say it when you are bullied."

I kissed his eyelids, and coaxed him in a low voice: "Then what about now, shouldn't you be afraid now?"

After all this time, I think he should understand.I am not using him as a tool or an organ, and I will not abandon him again, let alone let him suffer such torture and fear.

"..." He looked at me with dark eyes without blinking. After a short pause, he nodded with a smile. It was a gentle smile that he had never seen before, "Well, I'm not afraid anymore."

I frown.

"You lied again."

The smile on the witch merchant's face remained unchanged, without any embarrassment of being exposed.

"Because the fear will never stop. Even if you stand in front of me, I will doubt whether what I see in front of me is the real you, or my hallucination? Will I actually go crazy long ago, the whole world Is it all illusory?"

I cup his face.

"You're alive. I'm alive. It's true."

He held my hand instead, still smiling lightly, and I don't know if he believed it or not.

"Well, good. I see."

But this is all a long time later, and now I don't know how troublesome and annoying adults will become in the future witch merchants, and I am still thinking about how to solve this matter.But the trouble didn't last long, because something more troubled me came.

Liu Liuzi contacted me and told me the details of last night.

It was because he suddenly lost the chain last night that caused the following series of things to happen.Now everyone knows that O left with Fu Baixue last night, and the rest went into Yu Jingchun's torture chamber. This operation was a complete failure.

I asked him, "What happened last night?"

Liu Liuzi said irritably: "At first, I talked very well with that southern guy. After taking pictures, I will lead you directly, meet at the back door, and then you can follow and go back. Who the hell thought that grandson suddenly changed his mind , Said that he didn’t trust me, and wanted to change people, so he suddenly ordered a person to jump in line, and it turned out that it’s all right, chicken and eggs!”

After listening to his explanation, I figured it out.When Liu Liuzi took over this batch of "goods", the other party only asked him to help deliver the express under Fu Baixue's nose.Because the Self-Defense Forces worked part-time as some former public officials, so they couldn't touch whoever they wanted like Yu Jingchun, he needed a handle.

The method Liu Liuzi came up with was to use the pretext of an auction to send us out.The courier responsible for picking up the courier is waiting at the back door, and we just need to get in the car.But the other party probably listened to someone temporarily, and suddenly transferred Liu Liuzi away, so it was a strange foreman who came to pick him up yesterday.It was too late when Liu Liuzi got the news, so he quickly sent me a signal to withdraw, but at that time I had already met Fu Baixue and his party.

So here is a very interesting question, who is the foreman?Did he intercept these Omegas on purpose or not?Who is behind him?What is the purpose?

At this time, I miss the intelligence network of the Self-Defense Forces. Although it is not as good as the witch merchant who is in charge of the Yu Jingchun Intelligence Department many years later, it is much better than me alone.

I sent a message to Liu Liuzi saying that I knew, and then comforted him hastily, but the guy was still excited, and he called again, with an unstoppable obscenity in his voice.

"I heard that you got married with Mr. Fu last night? Is it true?"

If placed in a peaceful era a hundred years ago, this person would probably be a cp boss.I said angrily, "Why don't you gossip to death."

"Oh, seeing you parting ways inexplicably, I feel like seeing my parents get divorced - now that you may remarry, can I not be happy?"

When I mention Fu Baixue now, I think of the Self-Defense Forces, and when I think of the Self-Defense Forces, I feel upset, so I hang up the phone after saying a few words to him.

Then the phone rang again.

I didn't even look at it, so I picked it up irritably and said, "I told you that Lao Bai and I are divorced! I'm leaving the house! I don't want the crystallization of love, it's impossible!"

"..." The other party was silent for a while, "Didn't you take anything? Is there no one standing by your side?"

It was Fu Baixue's voice.

I was so embarrassed that I wanted to die in place.

"Ah...well..." I scratched my head, stumbling and comforting, "I'm the second in command anyway, and of course there are children who want to follow me—but I don't think it's necessary, this matter has nothing to do with you, when the time comes I split the Self-Defense Force, I am afraid that some people will scold you, and it is meaningless to follow me, so I leave the Self-Defense Force to you in its entirety."

If this kind of thing happened, if anyone is more sad than me, it must be Fu Baixue.But it's not his fault, he's done enough.

Probably because there was no face-to-face oppression on the phone, we chatted on the phone for a long time, but deliberately avoided those topics that would make the atmosphere strange, and talked about trivial and trivial things.

For example, the pair of brothers surnamed Sun he met in the local area when he was on a mission this time; for example, one morning he ate oranges after rinsing his mouth, but he was almost sour; for example, he brought a very special dye Come back, maybe you can make me a nice dress.

When talking about the last one, we suddenly fell silent at the same time.

"..."

"..."

After a while, I asked him in a low voice: "Fu Baixue, I wasn't really interested in colorful clothes at first. You know that?"

Fu Baixue said "Yes", "I know."

I asked again: "Since I left the Self-Defense Forces, I haven't worn the clothes you made for me, you know that?"

After all, it is the symbol of the second-in-command of the Self-Defense Forces. Fu Baixue and I both wear a complete set of clothes, which is too iconic.

He said "um" again: "I saw it yesterday."

Ah yes, when he came to see me, I was only wearing a sweater, and I was so scared that he stepped on the roof and ran away.At that time, we had a face-to-face meeting from afar, and I thought I hid enough in time, so he had already seen me.

"I know all of this..." He said slowly, "But, do you like it now?"

I choked. After I got used to wearing colorful clothes, I actually liked them, because they look good.

He smiled—though I couldn't see it, I knew he was smiling. "That's all."

I also smiled: "The Self-Defense Force is our painstaking effort, you have to treat it well."

"..." Fu Baixue remained silent for a long time, and then said softly "I'm sorry".

"I'll give you an account as soon as possible. Then, I'll quit my job in the Self-Defense Force and move in next door to you."

——Really, his words are enough.

My heart was sour, my eyes were also a little sour, and I smiled suddenly.

"For a friend, what are you talking about, don't you care about those children? ... Also, don't set up flags indiscriminately."

Just when I thought it would be a great achievement to talk to Fu Baixue, I heard soft rustling voices from the next door. It seemed that the witch merchant was changing clothes and preparing to go out.

Two of his ribs were broken, but my actions were very measured, as long as he didn't move, he would be fine.But if he went out, the situation would be difficult to tell. I didn't care about the awkwardness, so I opened the door and bumped into the witch merchant who was about to go downstairs quietly.

He lifted his shoes and tiptoed down, and he knew at a glance that he wanted to do something bad without telling me.

Seeing me coming out, he was stunned for a moment, then immediately returned to normal, and greeted me with a smile: "Hey, you want to go downstairs to eat?"

Ask knowingly.

I folded my arms: "What are you going to do?"

He said haha: "I want to eat roast duck..."

"I can order you takeaway."

"I also want to get a haircut by the way."

"My craft is very good."

"Uh... the sun is good today, and proper sun exposure can help my body recover."

"I'll go with you."

The witch merchant's face fell.

"What's the matter?"

Seeing that he couldn't escape no matter what, the witch merchant reluctantly said: "Go save Ah Zhao...that idiot got himself into Yu Jingchun."

I was a little anxious when I heard that, I grabbed his hand and went out the door: "Then why wait, let's go quickly."

The witch merchant stood still.I looked back at him suspiciously.

"Brother~ I really like Ah Zhao." Then he pressed his ribs and frowned, "Oh, my bones suddenly hurt."

I stared at him, a little speechless.

It's not how much I like Zhaoyao. If you were the one who had an accident today, I would immediately go to rescue her.

but--

I looked at his ribs and remembered that he had coughed several times today, and his voice was bloody.So I said lightly: "If you don't want to go, tell me what's going on, and I will go by myself."

"..."

The witch merchant suddenly stopped talking.

He was pretending to cover his chest just now, but now he is angry but it seems to be real.

I:"?"

What happened to him?

"That's right." I looked at the clothes he was wearing, which belonged to me.He seems to really like it, and he wears it wherever he goes—this is the first piece of clothing Fu Baixue made for me, and it’s actually quite commemorative, but since the witch merchant likes it, let’s give it to him.

Didn't he think I didn't give him a gift?

"I am no longer a member of the Self-Defense Forces, and these clothes are useless. If you like it, you can wear it."

I said.

Then the witch merchant looked even angrier.

He is really inexplicable.

Next chapter: Chapter Ⅶ

Zhaoyao looked at his elder brother stubbornly.

"Why not? Wait for me, 20 years old, 30 years old... I can protect you."

He desperately wanted to grow up.He didn't want to be the one who was protected behind him at all.

Grow up quickly, become reliable quickly, and then be able to calmly stand in front of Zero. It would be even better if you say a handsome "Leave it to me".

?April [-]st

Don't be led astray, in fact, Lianhua is really restrained and well-behaved, all his actions are to test Ah Ning's attitude, and he will not do anything that Ah Ning really doesn't like.

Lao Bai is also... Tsk, they are all people who like to hide their emotions, and I can't write many things from the first perspective.

Thank you Afeifei, mackerel_p4zztr4onsz, and Fufu are not the fish food that Xiaxia feeds~