"Yuan Shu...!" Lin Zihan hesitated, but still blurted out the name in his memory. At least Yuan Shu's expression made Lin Zihan feel that he should not be an enemy.
"..."
"Catch them all."
Before Yuan Shu could speak, a sonorous and powerful sound came from the crowd, like a metal explosion. It exploded above the heads of Lin Zihan and Yuan Shu. With a "buzz~" sound, Lin Zihan and Yuan Shu only felt that they were It felt like my head had exploded.
Not only Lin Zihan and Yuan Shu, but also the people around them felt a sound like an explosion, and felt that their heads were exploding, but with a "buzz~" their heads exploded, they lost their consciousness, and their minds fell into Fainted for a moment.
Lin Zihan and Yuan Shu felt their eyes blurred for a while, and saw a gray figure appearing in front of them like a mist.
"Lin Zihan, Yuan Shu, long time no see." Yuan Shu stood in front of Lin Zihan and Yuan Shu and whispered. Although his voice was not indifferent, it did not have much emotion.
The moment those around them regained consciousness, the ring of soldiers that had originally surrounded the center of the square had been replaced by an iron-clad escort. The soldiers who had just surrounded the square were also sealed within the iron walls.
"Aijie?" Lin Zihan was a little confused, looking at Aijie who appeared in the center of the square, feeling vaguely uneasy.
"What's wrong? It's been so long since we last met, and you don't recognize me anymore?" Aijie asked in a deep voice, with a bit of pride and excitement in his tone. It was obvious that meeting Lin Zihan was also a big deal for Aijie. Extremely exciting stuff.
"Yuan Shu, you are back too." Aijie's eyes moved from Lin Zihan to Yuan Shu. His eyes looked at Yuan Shu with a hint of apology and indifference. Even if he forced a smile, he could not hide his smile. The bottom is cramped.
"Yes." Yuan Shu nodded, with a slight smile on his lips. It looked natural, but his eyes could not deceive others. There was a sadness in Yuan Shu's eyes that was difficult to conceal.
For Yuan Shu, Nandu should have been a sad city. After all, the former Nandu carried many memories of Yuan Shu. Whether it was his kind uncle or his indifferent father, these were memories that Yuan Shu could not forget.
"Now that you're back, don't leave. There are still memories of you here, and they may not be very good memories." Aijie said slowly, patting Yuan Shu's back gently with his hand.
"I'll think about it again." Yuan Shu did not agree or refuse, but gave an ambiguous answer.
For Yuan Shu, he really needs to calm down and think carefully about this matter before he can make a choice.
"Okay, I'll give you time. Even if you leave, you can come back anytime you want. Nandu Military Headquarters will always welcome you." Aijie's hand squeezed Yuan Shu's shoulder tightly, holding on tightly, for fear that Yuan Shu would run away. Same.
"Zihan, Lin Zihan."
Just when Lin Zihan was wondering about the scene happening in front of him and his heart was filled with confusion, an anxious cry interrupted Lin Zihan's thinking and pulled Lin Zihan out of this complicated human relationship.
"Sister Bing?" Lin Zihan subconsciously called out the name. He called out the name instinctively without thinking.
"Good boy, you've gotten a lot stronger." Yan Bing put his hand directly on Lin Zihan's shoulder. After looking at him for a while, he pulled Lin Zihan into his arms and hugged Lin Zihan tightly. cold.
"..." Lin Zihan didn't speak. He just allowed Yan Bing to hold his body in his arms, and allowed Yan Bing's violently beating heart to hit his chest violently again and again, synchronizing with his own heart. .
Yan Bing didn't care about Lin Zihan's weird-looking appearance. He had two rugged horns on his head, his long crimson hair was tucked behind his ears, and there were a pair of skinny wings on the shoulder blades behind him. Bone wings, it looks like those red feathers are glued on.
Su Yu hurried over and looked at Lin Zihan and Yan Bing hugging each other tightly. He hesitated to speak and had to move his eyes to the side. He looked at Yuan Shu aside, with waves of unnatural emotions in his eyes. .
Su Yu, who has a high degree of control over his personal emotions, this is the first time that he has shown a look that does not look friendly on such an occasion, and even looks that are difficult to hide.
"Young Master Su." Yuan Shu looked back at Su Yu, then nodded and greeted softly.
Soon, Yan Bing took Lin Zihan's hand and walked towards home as if no one else was around, not caring about the bustling crowd around him.
Su Yu also followed. Dihao's private soldiers and the troops brought by Aijie defended a space where no one could approach Lin Zihan and the others. Like a huge gear, they rotated towards the outside of the square.
In the center of the square, only Aijie and Yuan Shu were left, looking at each other, really not knowing what to say.
…
"Lin Zihan, why did you hang out with Yuan Shu just after you came back? Don't forget that it was his father and uncle who wanted to kill you in the first place. Speaking of which, you and him are enemies and have a sworn hatred." Su Yu saw that he had walked far away before he spoke.
For Lin Zihan, this was something he couldn't understand. After all, obsessive feelings were incomplete. It was only because of this that he was not controlled by the Hs virus and became a puppet driven by the virus.
"Okay." To Su Yu's expectation, Lin Zihan agreed readily. This was not the Lin Zihan Su Yu knew. That Lin Zihan would definitely argue with reason and stubbornly stick to his point of view.
Lin Zihan's performance made Su Yu feel different and even began to have doubts. He looked back in the direction of the square with suspicion and uneasiness.
What made Su Yu uneasy was not only Lin Zihan's performance, but also Yuan Shu's appearance, and of course Ai Jie's attitude towards Yuan Shu.
In any case, from any angle, it was Lin Zihan's appearance that caused the Yuan family to fall in Nandu, and Yuan Shu to become the son of a sinner and a despised existence.
What's more, it was Lin Zihan who killed Yuan Shu's father with his own hands!
Despite such hatred, no matter how deep the friendship between Yuan Shu and Lin Zihan is, and no matter how deeply Yuan Shu understands justice, it is impossible to completely ignore the friendship between father and son and consider the revenge of killing his father.
What makes Su Yu even more uneasy is that the way Aijie looked at Yuan Shu just now was admiring and trying to win over him.
The situation in Nandu has just stabilized. This was indispensable for Dihao's secret push. Aijie could be in the position he is today without Su Yu's mediation. No matter what, Su Yu did not hope that Aijie would be the next Yuan Tinghuan, nor did he. , Dihao is assisting an enemy.
Along the way, Su Yu was absent-minded. He even didn't hear Yan Bing's words several times. It was only after Yan Bing called his name several times that Su Yu came back to his senses.
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In the Emgrand Building, in the medical room on the top floor, countless medical instruments are operating in the entire room. The exquisite instruments maintain the life of the person on the bed. All the vital signs are normal, but the person on the bed is... Didn't wake up.
On the bedside of the hospital bed, there are seven colorful tulips in a vase. Even if Wang Qin is not in Dihao, there is always a dedicated person responsible for changing the flowers on Wei Mengying's bedside to ensure that the tulips in the vase are beautiful every day. Exudes a delicate and elegant fragrance.
Wei Mengying was lying on the hospital bed. Her face was pale, with only a faint trace of blood color that was almost invisible. Her lips were also covered with a layer of white powder, making her look a little bleak.
Wei Mengying has been in a coma for more than a year. Dihao has exhausted all the latest medical technologies and cannot wake her up. It can only ensure that Wei Mengying maintains normal vital signs, like a vegetative state lying in bed.
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"Aren't you going to see her?" Su Yu had just mixed a glass of wine and placed it in front of Lin Zihan. After three glasses of wine had been mixed, Su Yu picked up the glass in front of him and took a careful sip. .
"After you left, she fell into a coma. Dihao tried all his methods, but none of them worked. Now she is like a sleeping beauty. Her body is completely normal, but it's a pity that she slept a little deeply." Su Yu said , his eyes kept glancing at Lin Zihan from time to time, as if he was deliberately observing Lin Zihan's expression.
"Let's wait a few days." Lin Zihan declined, picking up the wine glass in front of him and taking a sip of wine.
Su Yu's face changed. It was obvious that Su Yu was not satisfied with this answer. Su Yu was also not satisfied with Lin Zihan's expression. However, Su Yu only changed his face in an instant, but with the cover of the wine glass, he quickly adjusted back to his elegant face. Smiling face.
Yan Bing, who was beside Lin Zihan, stopped moving in his hands. He was holding the quilt nervously. His fingertips collided with the wall of the cup and made a soft sound. His eyes fell on Su Yu until Su Yu put down the wine glass in his hand. Bing Ye's expression relaxed and a smile appeared on his lips.
"If you have time, you should go and take a look early. After all, for you, she should have been the only light in your life." Yan Bing also echoed, but he felt uncomfortable in his heart.
"Yeah." Apparently, Lin Zihan, possessed by obsession, didn't notice the difference between the two of them, but nodded, picked up the wine glass as if nothing had happened, and took another sip.
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In the hall of the Imperial Military Council, Bi She stood alone in the empty hall. Donated blood dyed the walls of the hall red, and the floor was completely covered with blood. The blood could already cover people's feet.
"Yin Xian, Yin Xian, if you weren't greedy for this holy thing, maybe you wouldn't have died, and I wouldn't have..."
Bi She's voice was crazy, as crazy as a mentally ill person, and he even danced when he spoke.
At the entrance of the Military Council, nearly a hundred corpses were piled up in random directions, like a small mountain.
The corpses were all extremely ugly, with hideous faces, as if they had gone through painful struggles before dying, and finally their lives ended abruptly.
Such a sudden death in pain would leave such a ferocious expression on the face, and Bi She was obviously the creator of all this.
On the table in front of Bi She was the parchment that Poisonous Man had taken back from the Northern Wasteland.
