Sara

That's what happened when he was 11 years old.

He found his stern new guardian crying, and though the man wasn't crying, he thought he wanted to.

"Evan, you are sad."

His guardian admitted, stroking the white rose on his chest: "My lover is dead."

"Your wife?"

"With my daughter." His guardian knelt down and gestured around the waist of the little emperor, "She's only this tall, and she hasn't started anything yet."

"They died, so you are very sad."

"Yes... Zacharias, if you have a chance to choose, don't let you like it..."

His guardian paused, and changed his words, "Don't let someone you care about die, or you will be sad."

"Will I cry?"

"Yeah, it's different from crying when you ask me to hang out."

However, the young emperor didn't understand this, and his mind jumped out, and quickly moved to other places: "So can I go out to play today?"

His guardian smiled and shook his head slowly.

He didn't know whether he rejected his request or had other meanings.

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Linshu felt that his body was being moved slowly, the cold river water was gradually moving away from him, and the wounds on his thigh and abdomen were tied up by something, which stopped the bleeding, and then someone groped on him.

His own requirement for clothing is that there are enough pockets to hide things, so he always wears gray and black work clothes. No one knows how many things he hides on his body.

The man touched for a while, and then the sound of footsteps disappeared.

Linshu didn't dare to fall asleep, but his weak body couldn't resist the drowsiness, so he squinted for a while, and was woken up again not long after.

"Get up quickly and don't sleep."

He raised his eyelids with difficulty, and vaguely saw Yofasa's shadow. Yofasa seemed to want to get him up, but he couldn't do it by dragging him horizontally or vertically.

So Linshu took the initiative to reach out and grab Yofasa's shoulders, and slowly got up with his strength. During this period, he heard that Yofasa's breathing was much heavier, maybe he was really heavy.

He tried not to lean all on him, he didn't know how he was here, but he seemed to want to help him.

Yofasa took him to a hidden location near the river bank, and then ran away. When he came back, he had an extra first-aid kit in his hand, which looked like the standard equipment of the rebel army.

Did he take it from the car?While guessing, Linshu cooperated with Yofasa to open the first-aid kit.

Yofasa had observed his injuries, and gave up those wounds that seemed temporarily unkillable, and focused on the gunshot wound on Linshu's thigh, which was different from the penetrating wound on Linshu's flank, and the bullet should still be inside.

"Don't move, I'll take the bullet out."

Yofasha spent a long time pulling Linshu's trousers down to his knees, exposing the wound on the outside of his thigh. Although he was not proficient, he was able to sterilize the tools he needed correctly. It can be seen that he only has theoretical knowledge. actually worked.

When he lowered his head to rub alcohol on Linshu, all his hair fell down, and some of them fell on Linshu's legs, touching the skin on the inner side during his movements, which evoked a feeling of pain that shouldn't be there.

Besides, in order to see clearly, Yofasha lowered his head and got very close, his warm breath was very clear in the cold night.

Lin Shu felt that he might have a problem with his brain. In this life-and-death situation, he still had fantasies about these things. Could it be that his brain was damaged by freezing in the river.

something is wrong with you.He said to himself in his heart that he was going to remind Yofasha to stroke his hair at the end, but before he could speak, the wound on his leg suffered a second injury, the pain made his eyes black, and he almost bit his tongue.

Hearing Linshu's painful groan, Yofasa raised his eyebrows a little, then continued to open Linshu's wound and searched for the bullet inside with tweezers.

"You...why...don't give anesthesia..."

"I forgot." Yofasha replied casually with the tweezers in his hand.

Linshu picked up his collar and bit it. He suspected that Yofasa did it on purpose, but he had no evidence.

Yofasa successfully helped Linshu take out the bullet, and re-treated the wound. There was no suture for the time being, and it was just stuffed to prevent bleeding.

After he finished treating the other large and small wounds on Linshu's body, Linshu felt that he was only one breath away from dying on the spot, and his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were all bad.

"Can you still get up? I drove the car over, but I can't take you there. If you can't get up, I'll go back to sleep by myself."

Yofasa collected a pile of medical supplies, threw them away, and closed his eyes for a long time. It was very difficult for him to stay focused for a long time. His mental exhaustion was no less than that of Linshu.

"You can still drive..." Linshu knew that Yofasa's physical strength was not enough, so he stood up relying on the tenacious willpower of the revolutionary soldier, and put on his pants.

"See if you can drive it." Yofasa stood on his left to lend him balance, as if he had just pulled him out of the river, and helped Linshu to find a car parked nearby.

During the period, Linshu was almost unable to hold on several times, so Yofasa stopped to let him rest, and at the same time squinted himself for a while.

This process revealed a strange smell all the time, Linshu's frozen mind suddenly appeared the appearance of Yofasa in the uniform of a medical soldier, and then shook his head to throw out this boundless fantasy.

Why did Jeofasha come back to save him?He couldn't figure it out.

But it is best not to ask this kind of question at this time. If the discussion fails, Yofasa will throw him away on the spot and it will be over.

He didn't know how long he had been swimming in the river, but he was far away from Nantori Town after all. He was a little worried that he would meet the residents who had evacuated from the town, but fortunately, he didn't see anyone along the way.

Just as Linshu was thinking this way, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a blurry figure not far away. He didn't think too much, and almost reflexively protected Yofasha behind him.

"Who... um!"

Then his left leg went limp and he knelt down on the ground, he could only stretch out his arms to stop Yofasha back.

Yofasa was caught off guard by Linshu and almost fell down. He frowned and looked forward, his eyes that were still a little bit confused and sleepy suddenly became very clear, sober and full of frost.

Linshu couldn't see his expression, but he could see who the person walking towards them was.

"Dylan..."

Under the moonlight, Dylan's small shadow dragged very long. He seemed a little surprised by the current situation of Linshu and Yuefasha, and he wanted to say or do something without any malice.

Children's emotions fluctuate, and as long as they calm down, they will realize that what they did before was wrong.

And because they are children, they are usually tolerated, can make amends for their mistakes, and have a chance to be forgiven.

However, the person in front of Dylan is not only Linshu, but also Yofasha who does not have good morals. In his eyes, the division of people is not adults, children, men and women, but he hates them. What he likes, what is useful to him and what is harmful to him.

In the silent night, Dylan heard a "click", which was the sound of a pistol being loaded.

"Sa...Sara!" Linshu was not insensitive to this voice. He turned his head and saw the gun Yofasa got from somewhere. The gun was facing Dylan. He panicked and almost called out Yofasa Fortunately, I changed my name in time.

"Stay away from me," said Yofasa.

This was the first sentence he ever said to Dylan, and it was also the last sentence he said to Dylan at this moment.

"I..." Dylan trembled and wanted to step forward stubbornly.

boom--

After a gunshot, Dylan covered his ears and knelt down. He backed away while crying, and blood flowed from the crevices of his fingers. He was terrified of this man who had always been weak but cruel, and completely forgot what he wanted to say What.

Linshu turned around and held Yofasa's wrist, and pulled the muzzle of his gun: "What are you doing!"

"His ears can't understand human speech, so it's okay to let go of useless things." Yofasha said lightly.

Seeing that Yofasa was about to shoot again, Linshu could only turn to Dylan. To prevent him from ringing in his ears, he turned up the volume: "Nantoli Town will return to normal tomorrow, and I won't care about you anymore."

Dylan's attention was not on Linshu at all. He was stared at by Yofasha with chills on the back of his neck. He completely believed that if he dared to approach again, Yofasa would shoot himself in the head, so he panicked. Covering his ears, he stood up and disappeared from Yofasa's sight knowingly.

The gun in Yuefasha's hand was snatched by Linshu. He didn't intend to insist on it, so Linshu took it away casually.

Then he saw Linshu raised his head with worry on his face. He thought that Linshu might be worried that he would hurt the kid, whether he would hit the bone, and whether he would make the kid deaf, so he posed Such a worried expression.

Anyway, what I do is wrong, I am narrow-minded, and I will take revenge. Even if I may die because I don’t have the medicine, he is still worried about whether the child who lost his medicine will be injured by himself.

Yofasha regretted it.

What are you doing back here?

He feels tired, he wants to sleep, and he wants to go back to the imperial capital.

It also treats him as a different kind. Anyway, the people in the palace only look at him. Even if he will be scolded when he goes back, the scope of activities, which was originally small, may continue to shrink, which may affect the recent period of time. If memory and personality are revised, few people may be able to get close to him again, and it is better than resentment over trivial things like this now.

Under Yofasa's gaze, Linshu touched his wrist up, pulled him down a little, and touched his shoulder while pinching his arm.

He heard Linshu ask him: "That gun has a lot of recoil, does your hand hurt?"

Yofasa's hand that was about to retract stopped, he blinked his beautiful eyes slowly, his light-colored lips parted slightly, and his thoughts were stagnant at this moment.

Linshu got up slowly and hugged Yofasha into his arms. After a long time, he said: "Zacharias, your hands are clean. You have never killed anyone. I don't want you to be stained with blood."

"You are different from the council."

"You're not like us."

"Don't get your hands dirty with things that aren't worth it."