When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

"...What an obedient child."

With a silent sigh, Yong Ye sneaked into the six-story building from the dark.

As a stalker, Yong Ye is undoubtedly very qualified, especially in the high wind step, which can reduce the sense of existence. The black cloak in the dark corner of the night is also the reason for the protection of the color. Even if Qi is in a state of high vigilance, Still haven't found his infiltration.

From the first floor to the third floor, Yongye did not make any sound from the beginning to the end, and quietly appeared behind Qi who was still observing the outside.

Looking at the girl's back, he thought about it a little bit. It's not unreasonable to say that people are scaring people to death, so it's better not to scare the child at this time.

Staring at the girl's back for a while, Yong Ye's mood was very complicated. He knew that he had already embarked on a path full of mistakes. With blood on his hands, he was not qualified to do these things. After all, it would only make people sick. , who have killed so many innocents, who do you want to protect?

But, even so... even though he is constantly walking towards the dark abyss where he cannot turn back, he still wants to protect those things he wants to protect...

Shaking his head lightly, he expelled the complex emotions that suddenly appeared in his mind, Yong Ye exited the room and returned to the outside of the corridor, making a noise that was enough to attract attention as he walked.

Noticing Yong Ye's deliberate sound, Qi subconsciously pointed the carbine in the direction of the door, but instead of asking, he just aimed the muzzle at the door.

"Don't be nervous, it's me."

Qi's actions could be expected, so Yong Ye took the initiative to inform his identity and entered the room again from the aisle.

Although he felt that his actions of running back and forth were quite superfluous, as if he was taking care of some small animal, he seemed to be overly cautious... I always felt that my mood was very complicated, but I didn't hate it, so let it go.

"Ye, I'm finally back!"

The usual expressionless prayer showed obvious joy on his face, but... Yong Ye just nodded lightly as a response.

"…Well, did something happen while I was away?"

"No, just... Ye left with Arisa, I..."

Qi put his hand on his chest, his face was obviously a little dark.

"...Here, it's a little uncomfortable...why is this? In the case of the night, do you know?"

"In the case of the left chest, it should be a heart disease, right? ... Although I really want to say that, but ... Now is not the time to joke, let's go, let's change to a safer and more secluded place."

I really want to make a joke to fool the past, but unfortunately now is not the time to joke, so Yong Ye did not give an answer to Qi's question, but just urged Qi and him to leave here, thus ending the topic.

However, although he intended to end the topic, Qi looked at him with puzzled eyes, believing his previous joke.

"Is this a heart disease?...I'm sick?"

"...Just take it like this, um, let's put this topic aside for the time being, let's go quickly."

A little embarrassed, he scratched his head. Yong Ye couldn't help but feel a little guilty about cheating on such a straightforward child who believed in his jokes. He rubbed Xiaqi's hair and messed up her long hair a bit. Then he turned around in silence, and walked outside ahead of the pack.

Chapter 34 Pray... Like the night, are you causing trouble for the night?

Human beings are so complicated that no one can say that they understand human beings, and even humans themselves often do not understand themselves.

But in contrast to complexity, sometimes people are very simple, very simple.

Such as prayer.

It is easy to be sad and angry because of some simple things, and it is easy to be affected by small actions that Yongye doesn't mind.

It happened recently that when Yong Ye left with Arisa from the enshrinement courtyard, Qi felt uncomfortable and uncomfortable, because she didn't like Yong Ye's close contact with girls, even if it was just on her shoulders, but other than that. When Wai Yongye was near the school, he touched Arisa's head, which made her quite unhappy.

When Yong Ye just left, looking forward to his back when he left, biting his lip lightly, wondering what happened to him in his heart? "Why do I feel, very..." Is it because I like it? Shouldn't liking be a happy feeling? Is this angry? She herself can't be sure.

If she could sing, she might feel a lot better, but doing that kind of thing in such a quiet and dark environment must be very noticeable, so she could only restrain her restless heart.

After Yong Ye came back, she couldn't help but feel at ease when she saw the familiar figure she had met after a long absence. When her head was touched, she felt inexplicably warm in her heart. Maybe this is the feeling she likes?

Looking at Yong Ye's back, the girl who silently followed behind him was thinking about how to truly convey her feelings.

Obviously there is no need for a reason to like it, but the girl is very annoyed and doesn't even know what to say. She originally thought it must be a very warm thing to be by her side, but now this feeling goes against her hope, because Now she only feels pain and distress.

Although Yong Ye could notice that the girl behind him was watching him all the time, he didn't say anything, just kept walking forward, in a residential area far away from the blockade wall and some distance from the center, he casually looked for it. One went in.

In the usual violent way, he smashed the door lock with a knife, and then broke in like this.

Since it was already autumn, and it was only ten degrees at night, it was quite cold, so he went to the next room and brought back the wooden furniture next door, such as the bedroom door, wardrobe, bed board, etc., and pulled the curtains in the living room. Find a wooden board to block the window to prevent the leakage of light in the living room and cause unnecessary trouble.

The doors and windows of the bedroom are open for ventilation to prevent carbon monoxide poisoning or oxygen deficiency. This is the inconvenience of lack of civilization. After all, there is no electricity supply in this blockade area. The war is a mess, and it would be strange if there was electricity.

"..."

"..."

He moved the coffee table in the center of the living room and set the wood on fire. Yong Ye held a knife in one hand and rested his cheek in the other, staring at the gradually burning wood without saying a word. Taking a similar behavior to him, he squatted on the sofa without saying a word, hugging his knees and looking at the firewood between the two.

The two looked at each other silently for a long time at the firewood pile in the center as if they were fighting a cold war.

Over time, for some unknown reason, Qi gradually put his eyes on Yong Ye, and stared at him like Yong Ye stared at a bonfire.

"...I said, why are you staring at me like that?"

It's not that I can't stand being stared at, I just want to find a topic to break the deadlock. Although I am still looking at the twisted flame, Yong Ye finally speaks.

"I hate."

"Hey? What? Do you hate me?"

"...Maybe, jealous."

"Jealous? Jealous of what?"

"...touch Arisa's head at night, and... leave with Arisa..."

Under the swaying flames, Qi lowered his head, usually with a blank expression on his face, but instead of being as calm as stagnant water as usual, there was an expression as if he was enduring some kind of pain. .

"...I'm jealous, it's the first time I have this kind of feeling."

"I just sent her out, I didn't do anything else, why are you jealous... After all... Are you a child? You are so possessive, and I'm not your guardian, I just knew each other for half a year, and then Live for only one season."

It's not that I really don't understand what kind of jealousy the girl across from the campfire is trying to express, but... Yongye doesn't plan to accept it frankly, but prepares to confuse the public.

He lowered his gaze and continued to speak while moving the wood at his feet into the fire with a long sword in a sheath.

"...According to my age, I'm probably in my twenties. I'm not very clear about the specifics. It may be bigger or smaller. If it is considered to be an uncle, I would be very grateful, but if it is a brother, it is not unacceptable, but...I Such a person is not suitable to rely on, and he is not like a warm man like a big brother. If you really want to treat me as a big brother or something, you will definitely be disappointed, so ah, you..."

"I like nights."

Without waiting for Yong Ye to finish speaking, Qi interrupted his words as if unable to hold back his feelings.