soul noise

"sorry."

At the same time as these three words sounded, Song Zhaoyin's head was hit by something, and he was filled with strange and at a loss.He even wondered if Xie Hengkong hadn't passed the dementia stage, otherwise how could he apologize in a tone of self-blame.

This is really too inconsistent.

Although Song Zhaoyin is not naturally indifferent to emotions like Xie Hengkong, but as a killer, he has always been indifferent.To him, others' guilt, gratitude, joy and disgust are as frivolous as a gust of wind, and it is difficult for him to have any emotional turmoil.

But now, because of the "sorry" that Xie Hengkong said, his emotions were complicated, especially because he noticed a trace of free distressed emotions in the floating ice and snow pheromones.This little emotion made his quiet heart turbulent all his life.

Seeing that he closed his eyes and remained silent, Xie Hengkong asked, "Are you angry?"

In the ice and snow pheromone, apart from guilt, there was also a trace of timidity. Song Zhaoyin recovered his senses and raised his eyes. Before he could speak, Xie Hengkong suddenly stretched out his hand in front of him, "I can let you bite it back."

Song Zhaoyin: "..."

Xie Hengkong spoke forcefully, and his tone was not as childish as before.Song Zhaoyin was thinking about whether he had "grown up", when he looked down and saw the hand that was brought to his mouth, he suddenly felt a little uncertain.

"no need."

Xie Hengkong's long eyelashes drooped and he saw the blood on his hands, "If you don't bite here, you can bite other places, anywhere."

Song Zhaoyin raised his eyebrows slightly, "How old are you now?"

"17," Xie Hengkong frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"

Oh, sure enough, it has grown.

But it seems to be useless, still naive.

Song Zhaoyin understood Heng Kong for a few seconds, "You come to watch the night tonight."

Xie Hengkong nodded, and finally did not invite Song Zhaoyin to bite him.

The extinguished stove was lit again, illuminating the square-inch wooden house. Xie Hengkong sat aside, "Aren't we being chased?"

Song Zhaoyin glanced at him, "Do you remember?"

Xie Hengkong frowned and thought for two seconds, some broken pictures flashed, some were in the laboratory, some were on the tree branches, and some were in this hut.

The influence of the drug made his memory confused, and the only thing he could maintain was a vague idea——

He knew that he and Z were being chased, and then fell into the forest and rested in the wooden house.He even had a vague intuition that what happened during the escape was not important, what happened in the wooden house was the important thing that cannot be forgotten.But when he thought about it, there was a sharp pain in his head.

Song Zhaoyin saw the pain on his face and said, "Don't think about it if you don't understand it, and wake me up if there is any movement."

The 17-year-old Xie Hengkong is in his last year of training in Baige, and he is fully equipped with the ability to watch the night, so even though his IQ does not seem to be high, Song Zhaoyin can rest assured.

If there is no accident, he will be able to repair the solar power supply system tomorrow, and perhaps activate the medical cabin.

When the sky was about to dawn, Song Zhaoyin was awakened by rustling noises, and opened his eyes to see Xie Hengkong sitting by the stove, cutting a piece of wood with a dagger.

"Are you awake?" Seeing him get up, Xie Hengkong turned his head to look over, his eyes slowly swept up from his bare chest, and stopped on his face.

Xie Hengkong's pupils were still clear, and he was not at all tired from staying up late.

Song Zhaoyin said "hmm", "What are you doing?"

"Carving wood." Xie Hengkong said, looking at the wood in his hand, frowning slightly, as if he was not satisfied.

Song Zhaoyin got up and walked over, saw the semi-finished product in his hand, it was a bulging lump, he couldn't tell what it was, "What did you carve?"

"Pigeon." Xie Hengkong said.

Song Zhaoyin's expression froze, the woodcarving dyed dark yellow by the fire in front of him overlapped with the old woodcarving in his memory, he suddenly remembered the scene in the pine hut many years ago, but he was the one who answered the question with the woodcarving at that time.

One of the two wooden sculptures that were originally placed in the pine cabin was a peace gift from Miles when he was a child.

When Song Zhaoyin first came to Baige, he was just an inconspicuous little radish among a large number of students. Later, because he killed a hyena alone in a certain assessment, he was taken by Caesar and brought him to train him personally.

It is more correct to say that training is actually sparring.

As a sparring partner for Miles.

For a long time, Miles hated him very much, especially after Song Zhaoyin completed the assessment well and was praised by Caesar.

Song Zhaoyin didn't care, and still focused on training to complete the goals set by Caesar. After all, for him, survival was the most important thing, and Caesar was his wings before he grew up.

Until a simulated training, he was trapped in the cave by Miles' design, but when he escaped, he saw Miles besieged by a group of hyenas.

At the time of the crisis, Song Zhaoyin stood in front of Miles and held on until the instructor came, saving their lives.

That wooden sculpture was a "thank you gift" from Miles.Song Zhaoyin still remembers the stubborn appearance of the seven or eight-year-old Miles, who was unwilling but humbled, and the "brother" that represented trust and acceptance.

A corner of the memory was uncovered, and those forgotten memories gradually became clear.

Song Zhaoyin then remembered that when he was repairing a wooden sculpture with a broken leg, Xie Hengkong asked him if it was a chicken or a bird.After he finished carving, Xie Hengkong said it was a duck, exactly the same as the wild duck he saw in the pond.

Obviously not the same at all.

"why are you laughing?"

Xie Hengkong's voice brought back Song Zhaoyin's thoughts, and Song Zhaoyin straightened the corners of his raised mouth.

"Doesn't my sculpture look alike?" Xie Hengkong asked again.

Song Zhaoyin looked at the ball and couldn't say anything against his will, "Why do you carve pigeons?"

Xie Hengkong said without hesitation, "You like it."

Song Zhaoyin was taken aback for a moment, and fixedly looked at Alpha with clear eyes in front of him, the ripples in his heart appeared again.

He suddenly discovered that whether it was the 17-year-old Xie Hengkong in his memory, or the 17-year-old Xie Hengkong now, apart from having a higher IQ than ten years old, he still acted childishly.

That is the straightforwardness and innocence that has never stepped into the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, has never been numb to death, and is still full of hope.

Song Zhaoyin couldn't help but think of Xie Hengkong's glib and unconstrained style when they met again, as well as how he did whatever he wanted regardless of the consequences.I don't know what he went through to become like this after he became an A-level killer.

He even thought, if he hadn't killed Xie Chuan, wouldn't Xie Hengkong become an orphan and become a killer, just like he thought, living an ordinary and ordinary life like a normal child.

"Why do you keep looking at me?"

Xie Hengkong met Song Zhaoyin's gaze, and he didn't know if it was because of the temperature of the stove, or because of Song Zhaoyin's warm eyes in the firelight.

In short, Xie Hengkong's body temperature was rising, especially the glands at the back of his neck, and the beating heart in his chest, which made him suddenly have an urge to throw Song Zhaoyin into his hands.

But at this moment, Song Zhaoyin staggered his gaze first, and took the dagger and wood from him, "Give it to me."

Xie Hengkong let go of his hand in a daze, and Song Zhaoyin sat down beside him, his dagger fluttering, and he carved a round piece of wood with ease.

The two sat side by side with the same serious look.Song Zhaoyin looked down at the wood in his hand, while Xie Hengkong looked sideways at him.The direction of the eyes, the desire of the heart, the crackling fire all died down in the quiet atmosphere, and I couldn't bear to disturb this quiet moment.

Until the sun slanted to the west and covered them together, Song Zhaoyin smoothed the rough corner of the wood carving, revealing the whole picture of the rotten wood, the size of a palm, with a naive look.

"Rabbit." Xie Hengkong said.

"En." Song Zhaoyin handed the little rabbit to him.

"Give it to me?" Xie Hengkong was slightly taken aback, although he hesitated, he subconsciously reached out to take it, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word.

"Well," Song Zhaoyin nodded, "For you."

Xie Hengkong held the wooden rabbit and sat there for a long time, until Song Zhaoyin patted off the sawdust on his body and continued to repair the solar power generation system, he did not let go.

About four hours later, Song Zhaoyin solved the wiring problem of the power supply system, and part of the circuit system in the wooden house resumed operation, including the medical cabin.

Although it is an old version, it can still do basic testing. Song Zhaoyin asked Xie Hengkong to lie down, and Xie Hengkong was obedient, but even if he lay down, he did not let go of the little rabbit in his hand.

Once the transparent hatch was closed, Song Zhaoyin pressed the detection switch, and the scanner would cover Xie Hengkong's whole body.

"Di-di--" After two gentle "di" sounds, the ear-piercing siren sounded suddenly.

A series of information bars popped up on the electronic screen, without exception, all the data turned into an alert red, and none of the test results were within the normal threshold.

Song Zhaoyin's expression darkened, but Xie Hengkong, who was lying inside, was only puzzled.

"Is this thing broken?" Song Zhaoyin opened the hatch and sat up from inside.

Song Zhaoyin thought for two seconds, then lay down by himself, a gentle beep sounded, and test reports popped up on the screen. Except that the test data was slightly higher than the normal level, the instrument did not issue a warning sound.

Xie Heng opened the test report and read it with relish, until he saw the "injury (suspected temporary mark)" written on the back of the gland test result, his face immediately sank.

"You were marked?" Xie Hengkong's voice was so deep that he almost gritted his teeth, "Who is it?!"

Song Zhaoyin cast a sideways glance at him, turned over from the medical cabin, and Xie Hengkong's body turned and stuck to his back, and he saw the scabbed bite marks on the back of his neck.

The crimson tooth marks are particularly obvious on his fair skin, glaring, yet revealing a sultry eroticism.

Xie Hengkong only felt his blood surge and wanted to crush the traces.As the canine teeth popped out, he was already attacking Song Zhaoyin.Song Zhaoyin didn't expect him to attack suddenly, so he was pressed against the wooden wall by him.

"What?!"

Xie Hengkong locked his hands behind his back, restrained his struggle, buried his head against the back of his neck and sniffed fiercely, but only smelled a faint scent of ice and snow in the pine fragrance.

In an instant, his tense muscles relaxed, and his soaring emotions died down like a deflated balloon.

Is it... I bit it?

………………

I'm jealous of myself.

Still haven't written the plot to be written, continue tomorrow!