Red dust kills beauty

[-]. Wuqiu Bird and Bodhi Seed①

This is the late autumn of the ninth year of the new calendar.

A battle has been fought for decades, and people's heads have been beaten into dogs' heads. Courtesy, justice, honesty and shame are nothing in front of survival instincts.Now a thousand wastes are waiting to be rebuilt, the family and the country are gone, and there is a scene of people's livelihood everywhere.Because the situation is so absurd, I always feel that the prosperous scene that existed just a hundred years ago in the book is just a flash in the pan, or it is just an illusion.

After all, counting hundreds of years back, what is the difference between the current scene and the starvation and death after the ancient natural disasters and wars?

The only thing that makes me really feel that I was born a few decades later is that if more than ten years ago, before people who were hungry and dizzy did bad things, the remaining concepts would remind them that they should hide in the alley anyway. But now, even children would openly rob in broad daylight.

I dodged the glare of the folding knife and stepped aside.

The child in front of him was small, his palms and face were dirty, but his big black and white eyes were extremely clean, and the thick eyelashes were neatly distributed on the eyelids, like a row of straight young poplars.Those eyes are too clear, not at all the madness of a desperate person, but like a newborn fawn.

My heart softened, and I took out a piece of bread from the bag of food I was carrying and handed it over: "Here."

The bread is milk whole wheat bread, stuffed with red bean paste, and the baked golden skin is decorated with sesame seeds, which looks very attractive.In such a world, such a bean paste bread is a rare item that is rarely seen in the market.Some children born a few years later may not know what this thing is.

The child was obviously stunned and fell into confusion, neither was he on guard for a while, nor was he running away.I saw his dazed look of not knowing whether to put away the knife or pick up the bread, and I thought he was kind of cute.

It just doesn't seem very smart.

Although it has come to autumn, the sun is still very strong. I was wearing a gown, and I was a little tanned.The food in the handbag was also very heavy. I thought I should call an errand for my mistake, and shifted my focus to the other foot.

"What's your name, kid?" I asked with a smile.

This action startled the kid, the fur all over his body exploded, and then he jumped up, and while closing the knife, he scooped up the bread from my flat palm and ran away, as light as a bird flying across the treetops in spring bird.

So dexterous movements, so agile reaching out.

I didn't stop it, the bird shook its wings, picked up the ear of wheat from the palm of the passerby, and was about to fly away.

Before disappearing into the alley, the child looked back at me hesitantly for some reason.

I smiled at him and waved: "Goodbye~"

The bird's wing feathers exploded again, and disappeared in an instant.

I couldn't help laughing, this kid really isn't very smart.

Because something unexpected happened, I was still smiling when I got to the Self-Defense Forces and handed out all the food I brought.

A slender man opened the curtain and entered the door. Seeing my expression, he raised his eyebrows: "What good happened?"

After finishing speaking, he sat down on the office chair next to me familiarly, and was about to start processing documents-I don't like to do paperwork, so most of it is his work.

I greeted him: "Morning, Lao Bai. It's nothing good, but I met a very beautiful bird."

Lao Bai's full name is Fu Baixue, don't ask me why his surname is Fu but I call him Lao Bai, it's just that.He was wearing a long gown, with a bunch of bodhi seeds on his well-articulated wrist bones, he looked like a hermit.

I smiled when I saw the string of beads: "Didn't you think it was in the way at the time, so you didn't want to wear it?"

Fu Baixue took it off, played with it on his fingers for a while, and raised his eyebrows: "After all, you gave it to me." He lightly avoided the topic, "You don't like raising birds?"

The place I am staying in now is called Yanbei.When the Eighth District was not called the Eighth District, this was the capital of a country.I heard that it was very prosperous at that time, and people in the old city still kept the habit of walking birds, and their babies had to be like their own children.It's a pity that those were all the old scenes a hundred years ago. In Yanbei today, there are only ruins, and a group of forces that have retained a little capital are lingering.

There used to be such a leader of a small power who gave Fu Baixue a thrush.The bird was beautiful and its song was very tactful. The man wanted to give me one too, but I refused.

I don't like pets.

"It's not a real bird. It's a beautiful and lovely person. I met it on the way today." I explained to him.

Fu Baixue was surprised for a moment, it was rare to keep chasing a topic, and continued to ask: "How beautiful and cute is it that it caught your eye at the first sight?"

"No, Lao Bai," I laughed, "Are you jealous?"

Fu Baixue was noncommittal, and only glanced at me with her quiet and introverted black eyes.

...Ah, he really cares about this very seriously.

Speaking of this, there is still a lawsuit between me and Fu Baixue-although I already consider him my best friend, or to put it another way, a close friend, but at the beginning, our relationship was not good .Correct me, I hate him unilaterally.

There is no reason for this kind of dislike. Rather than saying it is disgusting and disgusting, it is better to say it is taboo.I don't want to see him, and I don't want to hear his voice. When I see this person, I can't wait to back away.At first I thought that this person had something to do with my lost memory, but after a few tests, I was sure that he really had nothing to do with me, so it was very inexplicable, which made me even more angry with him.

At that time, Fu Baixue and I were both mercenaries active on the battlefield. The top mercenary circle was so big, and the two of us would collide every now and then, either cooperating or being hostile. , Many people know that Fu Baixue and I are not on good terms.

Fu Baixue didn't respond to this - he was so temperamental, it was difficult for you to get a glimpse of his thoughts from his actions.

Then one time, we matched up again when we were doing a task.It was a battlefield set up on an island, the sea breeze was salty and humid, and the hair stuck to his face. I beat Fu Baixue into the sand, and beside him were corpses that couldn't distinguish between friend and foe.

He had only one breath left, I pulled out the mission items from his arms, turned around and was about to leave, when he stopped me from behind.

His voice was intermittent, and before he landed on the ground, he was blown away by the sea breeze: "Why...don't you kill me?"

I put a question mark in my heart, thinking what's wrong with this person.

However, given his injuries at the time, death would be just another blow.So I squatted down with a good temper, ready to give him a good time.

Fu Baixue held my wrist.Because of the blood loss, his fingertips were cold and full of sand and blood. When he held me tightly, it caused me a lot of trouble.

I should get rid of him, but I didn't, and I don't know why I didn't, but I suddenly felt very sad.

He is still looking for an answer from me, his voice is always calm: "I know you hate me, it's nothing. But I have lost to you six times, why, you are merciful every time? It is obviously cooperation When you go out on a mission, you can’t wait to be so far away from me diagonally, but you let me go every time—even I would be confused by this level of release.”

I patted his hand away, frowned at him for a while, threw a piece of chocolate into his arms, and turned away.

No one may believe me when I say it, but at that time, I was actually quite afraid of Fu Baixue.Why would I be afraid of Fu Baixue?

Every time I see his drooping eyelids and his indifferent expression, I always feel my scalp tingle, and I can't help but wonder what he is thinking.

I don't know what Fu Baixue was thinking, I only know that we have become inexplicably familiar since that time.Among them, they have experienced big and small things, and also encountered life and death crises that had to be handed over to each other. After so many years, they have become close friends.

It's just that my difficulty and indifference at that time seemed to have left a considerable shadow on Fu Baixue. He inadvertently said, "Even if I pursue the person I like, I will not show more patience than I did when I treated you. up".Fortunately, my attitude towards others is also not very good, so he feels better.

But this time, it seemed that it was the first time I showed such a strong interest in a person I met for the first time, and Fu Baixue fell in love with it.

In fact, he is not a very eloquent person, and he used to lower his eyebrows and narrow his eyes to cover up his thoughts. At this moment, he unconsciously turned the string of bodhi seeds on his wrist, and I knew that he was still waiting for my answer.

I tilted my head, stretched out my index finger and tapped it on the back of my neck, and said with a half-smile, "Are you really jealous? You can't do it for a BO falling in love with me, you give up."

Fu Baixue didn't speak, just lowered his head and sipped his tea, as if he didn't hear at all.

I sighed in my heart, half out of helplessness and half out of compromise: "That's just a child, only up to my waist."

Fu Baixue's frowning eyebrows finally loosened, and he made a serious joke: "Copper smelting is against the law."

The man always had a knack for cracking bad jokes with a serious attitude.

I sneered: "The law has long since disappeared. I am the law."

It's not that I'm crazy, it's true.

When Fu Baixue and I got off the battlefield, the war in China had just calmed down, and the situation was worse than it is now.Half of it was idle, and the other half was not used to it, so we took in a few people who had awakened their abilities, solved some things they didn't like, and established a civil self-defense force.Later, the stall got bigger and bigger, and the speed of expansion in the past two years has been extremely fast, and it has reached the scale where it can barely wrestle with Yanbei's mafia boss Yu Jingchun.

So in Yanbei, there is nothing wrong with saying that I am Fa.

The topic just now was naturally diverted, and I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Regarding the fact that Fu Baixue likes me, he didn't make it clear, and neither did I.It doesn't matter if you say I'm hanging on to him, or you have a lot of worries, as long as this matter doesn't get exposed for a day, I can pretend to be stupid every day.

The author says:

When the reserved manuscript reached more than 5000, the computer suddenly restarted, all the data was cleared, and I exploded.

The freshman Ah Ning in Volume [-] is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, while the Ah Ning in Volume [-] has lived longer and is hot on the outside and cold on the inside. I hope to write about the subtle differences between the two.

The story of the second volume happened nine years before the beginning of the first volume. At this moment, Lao Bai is not a Buddha, not so detached.

Thanks to RCK_39, Yicha, Bruce, Fencha, Xiaoshaoyuan, and fish food when something happened!