Red dust kills beauty

Thirty, Resentment ①

My relationship with the witch merchants quickly deteriorated.

The "warm" or "sweet" atmosphere that was created before has disappeared.Between us fell back to the freezing point again, no, it was even worse than that.

Even Zhaoyao, who has always been nervous about such things, noticed something was wrong.

He first went to ask the witch merchant furiously, "Hey, what's the matter with you two?"

At that time, the witch merchant was sitting on the threshold of the gate basking in the sun, while I was reading a book in the upstairs bedroom.This is where we are now - never in the same space, if at all.

Speaking from my conscience, it's actually very similar to the state of those members of the team who have a family and a family after they quarreled with that guy.How do you say that word, it's the Cold War, right?

As for Zhaoyao, she was the unlucky child caught between the Cold War couple, looking left and right, with a look of confusion and bewilderment.

This kid didn't know that I could hear the voice downstairs clearly from upstairs. He deliberately lowered his voice, which was a bit clumsy, but cute.

Immediately afterwards, the witch merchant's lazy voice sounded, and I heard him yell: "No."

"But." Zhaoyao hesitated to speak, "You suddenly suffered such a serious injury, and my brother didn't even catch the murderer to avenge you."

The witch merchant was dug a big hole in his stomach by me that day, but he didn't care. He just lay in bed in a daze, as if he was waiting to die.Fortunately, Zhaoyao, who lived next door, smelled blood and broke in, otherwise I would have a headache, how could I save him without slapping myself.

At that time, Zhaoyao was furious, and asked the witch merchant what was going on, and the witch merchant simply made up an excuse for him that the old witch family had a grudge, and that he could not escape by entering and assassinating, which made Zhaoyao stunned for a while.

Zhaoyao's advantage is solid eyes, but the disadvantage is that she is too solid - after these few days, why hasn't he realized that this is domestic violence caused by marital rape!

No, this idiot doesn't seem to know the real relationship between me and the witch merchant until now.Tsk.

The witch merchant's words interrupted my random thoughts, he seemed a little impatient: "Probably because he is too busy recently."

"Huh? Busy? But he didn't even go to the Self-Defense Force recently..."

"—Because he and Mr. Fu broke up."

The witch merchant interrupted him, and drove Zhaoyao away like a puppy: "Go away, Azhao, you are blocking me from the sun, don't you know that the wound needs enough ultraviolet radiation?"

"..." Listening to the voice outside, I stood up irritably, and didn't bother to go downstairs, and turned out of the window directly.

My heart doesn't seem to be as hard as I imagined. As soon as I heard the obviously weak voice of the witch merchant, I felt a fire rushing to my forehead.But because of some reasons that I can't figure out myself, I don't want the witch merchant to see that I care a lot, and I act more and more calmly. As a result, I am about to be suffocated to death by myself.

If it was normal, when I encountered this kind of thing, I would have complained to Fu Baixue a long time ago, but now I don't want to see Fu Baixue!

I wandered aimlessly on the water dragon slope, and was surprised to find that I had nowhere to go.

I walked through the dense stream of people like locusts in Shuilongpo, and walked towards Yanbei.Yanbei is a city surrounded by small rings, the more you go to the center, the more prosperous it will be.

In the urban area of ​​the central area, it is even no different from before the war.

Looking at the people walking relaxedly on the street, and thinking of their nervous expressions when they went out more than ten years ago, I can't help feeling a little relieved.

This kind of scene is what Fu Baixue wants to see, it is his ideal.

In the end, I randomly turned to an abandoned park and sat in a gazebo in a daze.

The current urban construction is under the management of the Self-Defense Forces, but in the case of insufficient manpower, priority will definitely be given to repairing schools, hospitals and other public facilities. Places like parks have long been neglected.

It seems that this park was also a well-known scenic spot before the war, and it was a historic site that lasted two dynasties. Unfortunately, after an air raid, there are only ruins.

After more than ten years, this place has become a kingdom of plants and insects, where the grass grows and warblers fly, and birds sing and insects sing.

I squatted on the ground, looking down at a beetle that had lost its mate.

Its wife (maybe her husband?) was stabbed to death by me with a small wooden stick just now, this poor beetle circled around the spouse's corpse twice, seemed to be a bit confused about what happened, and then pushed its head against the other's body .

"Hey," I held my chin, and stabbed the beetle again with the murder weapon that caused the tragedy just now, "You look very lonely."

It was also persistently pushing the other half of the body with its head.

I dropped the stick, hugged my knees and sighed softly.

"……Me too."

In the past few days, I have been thinking about why I died in this life.

In my previous life, I didn't live clearly at all. I was always confused and confused by the situation in front of me. I didn't dig out the deeply buried information at all.So until now, I just know the results of many things.But no matter what, even if I know that the future is likely to be doomed, even if I am speeding on that road, I still want to struggle.

However, even if I want to break my head, I can't think of anything that can kill me who has already resonated with the spiritual sea and is so strong that I am invincible.

After much deliberation, the only possibility is that an acquaintance commits the crime.But I am so vigilant, and I can only count three people who I know well enough to get close to me.

The three of them are going to kill me?

If Ning Hongchen's memory hadn't recovered, I might still have doubts about the witch merchant and Fu Baixue out of instinctive fear.But now that I have understood the fear, it is because the resentment before death was too deep, and I didn't wash it off even after jumping in the mother's liquor once, so naturally I won't doubt it.

Just when my thoughts were deadlocked, one day a member of the Self-Defense Force was sent by Fu Baixue to run errands, but was stopped by the witch merchant.

"Another blue dress... what are you doing here?"

The young man who was stopped was a little obsequious: "Come, come and send the required documents to the deputy team, as well as the clothes ordered by the head team."

The entire Self-Defense Force base knows that the head team and the deputy team like to wear couple outfits, and each set is specially customized by the head team.

Today is the day when Zhaoyao went to Fu Baixue's class to attend class—the other party said to let go of it, but in the end he continued to teach honestly—so I nestled in Zhaoyao's bed and took a nap in the morning.Hearing the movement from downstairs, I turned over, put the quilt over my head, and pretended to be dead.

Now I feel annoyed when I hear Fu Baixue's name.

"Brother is sleeping, you can just put your things here." At this time, the existence of the witch merchant seemed extremely knowledgeable and interesting.

"But..." The other party's voice sounded more submissive, and I don't know what kind of psychological shadow was left on this person when the witch merchants cooperated with the Self-Defense Forces in the past, "The team has explained, I must hand over the things by myself Only in the hands of the deputy team can we leave."

I'm afraid it's not because you want to give me something, but because you're afraid that I'll run away in a fit of anger, right?

After all, Fu Baixue is not as perverted as a witch merchant, he likes to pretend to be someone else.If I get angry and run away, he doesn't know where to catch me.

The witch merchants I can think of are naturally clearer, this is simply a tap dance on Alpha's minefield, especially after Fu Baixue's fake gender was exposed.Sure enough, the witch merchant became angry, and he said darkly: "For Ling, serving in the Self-Defense Force is nothing more than a job. If you don't want to give it away, just take this pile of rags and papers and leave!"

Now the man from the Self-Defense Force was also angry: "What do you mean? What is 'just a job'? Do you know how prestige the headquarter and deputy team have in the Self-Defense Force? The deputy team said it himself, here It's his second home!"

"—That's because I still have my own home." I couldn't listen any longer, so I got up and walked down the corridor unhurriedly.

"Deputy team!"/"Brother!"

The eyes of the two arguing at the door lit up together, and they looked at me expectantly.

In front of outsiders, I still wanted to give Wu Shang some face, so I gave him a casual "hmm", and I asked the team member, "Why does Fu Baixue insist on you seeing me?"

Naturally, he couldn't tell the truth, he hesitated for a long time, and decisively changed the subject, still using the tone of asking questions: "Deputy team, why don't you call the team 'Old White'?"

Although I know that Lao Bai and I are CP fans per capita in the Self-Defense Forces, and most of them are Lao Bai’s aggressive tweets—you don’t understand how good a group of muscular Alpha/Omega knocked on idols. Yao fanatics are even worse, but unfortunately, because of my style, I always have weird problems. Whether it is Ning Hongchen or Ling, I am the one who is pulled away-but dancing directly in front of me is still a bit ...?

I kept smiling: "...Because I suddenly don't want to cry anymore."

At this time, the witch merchant walked up to me with a few shakes, and then leaned on me.The injury on his stomach is serious, and he has lost a lot of weight. Although he has grown to the same height as me, he still has a kind of fragile beauty.

He maintained this soft and weak appearance, and said in a bitch, "Because we are already in a relationship, if Zero still calls another man like that, I will be sad~"

I:"……"

The fist is hard, if it is not estimated that he may be gone with one punch, I will already be hitting someone.

When the team member heard that he was not well, he turned his face and looked at me in shock. Just now he kept his head half down and couldn't see his face clearly. Now I finally recognized who he was.

Last time I hid in the tree of the Self-Defense Force and was lazy. Under the tree, some members gathered people to gossip about me. He was the only Omega in the pile of Alphas inside, because the entire Self-Defense Force couldn’t find a few Omega. Very impressed.

I thought to myself how many rotten peach blossoms Fu Baixue has provoked with that deceitful appearance!Do this group of people know that it's just a soft bastard who is inherently socially phobic?

He was so surprised that he even forgot his honorific title: "You actually—"

I rely on his expression that I gave Fu Baixue a cuckold, what's going on? I really want to wear it for him, but has he, Fu Baixue, given me this chance? ?

But the witch merchant is more upset than me.He put on a critical face, and said in a strange way: "Oh, I see, you are also accounted for by your team when you say so."

In front of outsiders, I didn't push the witch merchant away, but folded my arms and said sarcastic remarks—I don't know who I was trying to offend: "Xiao Shang, you have to be polite to others, you know?"

"Yes~" This was the first time I took the initiative to talk to him, and the eyes of the wizard lit up.

Under our chorus, that little Omega was directly run away.

"Brother, just now..." The witch merchant probably took this incident as a sign of our reconciliation, he turned his head with a smile, and just about to say something to me, I turned cold and shook his arm away go down.

In any case, I've had enough of the witch merchant's neuroticism and worrying about gain and loss. Why do I have to pay for the sins that I will do in the future?I'm going to give the witch merchant a hard time and make him stop his little tricks.

I didn't say it before because I didn't mind, but because I was too lazy to talk.

"...Brother?" He seemed a little at a loss, looked at the arm that I threw away, and then at me.

To be honest, with the witch merchant's brains and acting skills, I don't even know how much of his behavior is from the heart, and how much is to win my sympathy.

I turn around and leave.

I don't want to see Fu Baixue's face at all, so why not the witch merchant?

After awakening my memory, my trust in him has fallen to the bottom.Every word, every movement, every expression of his, when I watched it, I was thinking, is he acting?Is he cheating again?What purpose did he say this?Even though I understand his feelings for me, and understand that he does many things without malice or even out of good intentions, I just can't help thinking of him in the direction of a demon.

Sometimes I even feel that the relationship between two people has broken down to such an extent that there is really no need to continue to maintain it.

What exactly have the witch merchants been demanding?Seek in me phantoms of the past?This is too sad.

"elder brother!"

He stood behind me and called me again.

I paused, hesitated for a while, and finally said: "What I said just now is serious, you should learn some manners."

"I know you've always been arrogant, so I don't make things difficult for you. Remember to add 'you' when speaking to your peers and elders. If you forget once, I will tear up your copybook."

After threatening, I went upstairs without looking back.

The witch merchant has a box of precious hand-filled picture books.

The appearance is a very plain 16-carat hard-shell sketchbook. Inside are stick figures drawn with pens. You just need to fill in the corresponding patterns with colored pencils or pens. It is the kind of very foolish, witch-like A businessman's mind would find the game extremely boring.

But the witch merchant liked it very much.

I still remember that when he traveled all the way, he avoided the Wu family all the way and went north to Yanbei to find me.At that time, he didn't bring any valuables, only a small schoolbag specially for elementary school students. The schoolbag was empty. There was neither food nor gold and silver. There were only a few picture books wrapped in plastic bags.

Later, I found him a small courtyard to live in. The courtyard was quite old, and there were a lot of old-fashioned furniture in it. Among them was a small wooden box, which was probably used by women in the past to decorate jewelry as a dowry.As if he had found a treasure, the witch merchant directly put those few booklets into it.

Later, after he moved in, occasionally when he was extremely bored, I could see him sitting at his desk, drawing patterns in a sketchbook with a pencil, and drawing lines with a pen.

At first, he was not very proficient, but after two or three times, he was able to trace the appearance of every pattern in the picture book out of thin air, relying only on pens and memory, without relying on pencils.

At that time, I was too idle and panicked, and asked him: "Don't you read the original?"

The witch merchant lowered his head and sketched seriously: "No, I remember."

I asked again: "Why didn't you fill in the ones in the box first? I remember that those few books were all blank."

The witch merchant shook his head: "I'm afraid it will be broken by me, so the original copy is fine for collection."

I am looking for trouble: "Don't you think this is boring? After you do it yourself, you can fill it out yourself."

The witch merchant finally raised his head and glanced at me, then smiled with the corners of his lips: "...you don't understand."

I didn't understand the meaning in his eyes then, and I don't quite understand it now.

When we went to bed at night, the witch merchant and I were back to back, sleeping along the edge of a bed, and no one was touched. Compared with the past, we couldn't tear it off.

This seemingly calm but undercurrent situation was broken in an early morning a few days later.

As I said earlier, the witch merchant is actually a very proud person.How arrogant is he?Except for me, Zhaoyao and Fu Baixue, he basically disdains to talk to anyone, except for people who hate people and partners.

And we are in the cold war recently, Zhaoyao is younger than him, he is the younger brother, so of course no honorifics are needed.So it wasn't until three days later that my words had a chance to be practiced—the target was the female Beta who lived next door.

If anyone still remembers, they should have the impression of her "working" movement, which is really disturbing and noisy.The point is that people have to work hard to make ends meet, so I just put up with it. Zhaoyao has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, and she swears and swears, but she often sends some food to the next door in the name of exchange.

The one in the family who really cares about this matter is the witch merchant.But the witch merchant will not say anything to this Beta, he will only