mirror age

With a new name, the two stayed like this. After training for two years, they began to go out to do some simple tasks like passing information during the interval between training.Ryan still maintains the morbid learning state of the 27th. He always trains meticulously, fearing that he will not die. In Simon's view, life in the survival party is a thousand times better than before. It is necessary to live seriously, but it is not necessary to live hard, but he doesn't know Ryan's temper, he may have some thoughts, this person looks tough on the outside, he has some ideas but he doesn't tell others , secretly thinking about some things, pondering for himself, outsiders think the city is deep, but it is not bad for those close to him.

"Ryan, don't practice today, you are working too hard."

The boy tightened the straps on his hands, squinted at him, and raised one corner of his mouth, "Boy, what do you know?"

In fact, Simon is no longer young, and he has grown faster than himself in recent years, but in Ryan's eyes, he is still the same as that little boy who can't speak much and is extremely clingy.

"There must be a reason for staying here." The boy lowered his eyes and lowered his voice.

Is he afraid, afraid that there is no place to live, Simon thought, yes, this person has always used this method to relieve his anxiety.

But this good change is probably because Ryan has changed more than half of the bad habit of swearing he learned from the administrator, at least he is generally a humble and polite person in front of people.Another two years later, as the two got older, the intensity of training and the workload increased, and the danger also increased. Every time they returned to the dormitory, they were as tired as dogs, and fell asleep on the bed , the days gradually became a little depressed, so making Ryan angry and scolding him became Simon's daily entertainment.

"Shall we go out for a monthly vacation tomorrow?" Simon sat cross-legged on the bed and smiled flatteringly at Ryan.

"I'm going to go to the coach to practice Sanda."

So, the boy simply leaned over to his bed like a flattering puppy, and put his hands on his knees: "I'm not afraid that you will be tired." The adult members said "baby" in a teasing tone to the girls. He expected Ryan to explode, so Ryan exploded as expected.

The unopened voice of an eleven or twelve-year-old child, no matter how slick the tone is, there is still something different in his bones. The childish voice makes the sentence playful and contemptuous, and also mixes something that makes him not deep enough Soft stuff to dig.But just because he didn't dig deep enough, he still got angry instinctively, and kicked the kid away with his body before his brain.

"You son of a bitch! Is it disgusting! Go away!"

Simon was kicked so hard that he rolled to his bed, feeling refreshed while rolling, as if he was very happy to be scolded as a "bastard", and finally covered his chest with his hands to imitate those broken-hearted men: "I was rejected, I Heart hurts."

Ryan didn't know whether he was angry or smiling, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raised.

The boy felt that his mood was more tense and relaxed than before, and he smirked at him, "Are you happier now, these days you always have a dull face, you are very tired."

Ryan noticed that he had dimples when he smiled, but he was still very cute, mainly because he also felt the obvious care and fawning of some boys. These days he lived a tight life, almost every day, and he just realized it when he relaxed. Tired, I was almost numb and didn't know it before, but the boy will be aware of his words and emotions, after all, he has grown up, this kid.

In the past, I always wanted to go out to complete the task, and I always put my eyes on the boy, thinking that he was younger than me, and I was afraid that he would be in some danger. Later, I found that the child was not a hindrance as I thought before. They are all his good partners, the ones who help him fight half of the things, and the companions who will never leave him in the pursuit.

"Boy."

"It won't be long before I will be sent undercover to my original body's family. We will still do tasks together, but there may still be some tasks that you have to do by yourself."

"Why, you still don't trust me?" The boy sat next to Ryan and looked at his profile with a smile.

Ryan didn't answer the question, but followed up with something irrelevant, "Will you stay in the Lifeguard?"

"Of course," the boy said without hesitation, "everyone is very kind to me, team leader, instructors, captains, at least we are all clones, we are all equal, no one will look down on us, and never will Someone is coming to abuse us."

Is this so, Ryan thought, but it is really dangerous here, because the facilities are not in place, and people have to be sent to steal arms, steal information, and transport funds. Every day, wounded people are sent to the headquarters from various places, and sometimes they have to use Clones, I remember asking the team leader last year because of this matter, why the Life Support Party still uses clone transplants to save their lives in order to earn the rights of clones.

"Because it is not easy for us to train a fighter. Some people will sacrifice to let others survive. We will try our best to use the smallest sacrifice in exchange for the greatest benefit." The man looked firm and helpless when he smiled. There is a kind of gentleness in his smile that is not obvious, this kind of gentleness comes from a soldier, and it is only given to soldiers.

"Ryan, you are the child I like very much. You are born with blood and character, and you study hard and fight desperately. You have completed the tasks assigned to you very well. You are still young and have a lot of room for the future. Makes me more confident."

The man put his hand on his shoulder and said heavily, "I know you saw some sad things in the training center, so I hope you can understand everyone. What we want to do is not to let these sad things happen."

"There may be some things in the middle that make you feel uncomfortable. For example, we use clones, and our clone consciousness is not awakened, in order to minimize their pain. No one wants their brothers and sisters to suffer, but sometimes there is no way. .for the final goal"

"Ryan, always be our soldier."

The man looked at him with dark eyes. There was a heavy expectation in his eyes, and there was also some incomprehensible gloomy expression. In fact, Ryan wanted to say that he convinced himself with the first sentence, but what shocked him was the sentence "always Be our soldier." In order not to let sad things happen again, he felt the fatherly expectations of men.

"Then you will?" Ryan's thoughts were pulled back by the boy's question.

"kindness."

"Then I'll be here even more."