[Exorcism] Parallel Trap

Allen had many dreams.

He dreamed that he was running in the rain.It was terribly dark all around, my eyes were blurred, and I couldn't see the road clearly, and the big raindrops hit my body, which hurt.He was very tired from running, as if he was about to collapse the next moment.He wanted to stop and rest, but his body didn't listen to him. He just kept running mechanically and blindly as if under a spell.It was as if he wanted to squeeze out the last breath of strength in his body.

Then the scene changed, the darkness faded, and the road under my feet became soft.The rain that fell in the sky turned into snow, and the surroundings were all white.He felt cold, so cold, so cold, as if all the blood in his body had frozen into ice, and it was piercingly cold.He curled up helplessly in the pale ground, and the surroundings were as lifeless as a grave, as if he was the only one left in the whole world, no one could save him, no one remembered him, no one cared that he fell here, even The last trace of warmth will be lost.

He was shaking uncontrollably, more and more violently, and he didn't even know whether it was from the cold or from fear.He will be afraid, afraid of despair, afraid of loneliness, afraid of powerlessness.He's never been one to be fearless.No matter how strong he armed himself, he was always afraid.But no one is here, no one.

Gradually, he felt that breathing became a little difficult, and his vision began to blur into a pale mass. He couldn't think, and could only tremble unceasingly.

Suddenly, it seemed that someone hugged him and held his hand tightly. He couldn't see that person's face clearly, but felt a solid embrace.That person protected him tightly like a warm blanket, blocking the wind and snow, and covering up the gunpowder smoke.

So he was inexplicably relieved.The dream has changed many times, but he no longer feels afraid, because the protection has always been there, and it has always been with him, never leaving.

Allen woke up in a daze several times.Every time he woke up, it seemed that it was night, it was dark, and then he fell asleep again regardless.After an unknown amount of time, he woke up again, his consciousness seemed to be much clearer, and then the first thought that came to his mind was thirst, and his throat was as dry as if it was about to catch fire.He tried to sit up, and then found that someone was holding his left hand. As soon as he moved, the person let go of his hand, and quickly put his shoulders on his back to help him up.

"What, are you thirsty?" A somewhat familiar voice asked him.

"En." Allen replied with a hoarse voice, his voice was almost inaudible, but the man still heard it, and immediately there was the sound of pouring water.Only then did Allen remember to ask, "Excuse me, are you..."

"Come on, drink the water first."

The man stuffed a cup of hot water into his hand, and Allen obediently took the cup to his mouth. A warm current flowed into his body, and his strength and spirit quickly returned to his body, making him feel much more comfortable.The warmth seemed to awaken Allen's memory at the same time, and he suddenly remembered the owner of the voice.

"Uncle Izzy, is that you?" he asked.

"Oh, I guessed it." The other party seemed to be smiling, "You still remember."

"Then I... am at your house now?" Allen didn't quite remember what happened before, but only vaguely remembered running and running, just trying to find a place to hide.

"Well, I was shocked when I suddenly saw you collapsed at the door the night before yesterday." The man said exaggeratedly, with a faint smile all the time.

"The day before yesterday?" Has it been so long?

"Yeah, you've been asleep all day. It's morning."

"Eh? Morning? Then why..." Allen was stunned for a moment, reaching out to touch his eyes in a blur, only to realize that they were still covered with a layer of gauze.

"Don't move," a hand stopped him, "You have an eye injury that's not easy to deal with, so I'll wrap it up."

In fact, it was more than just an eye injury. After recovering his senses, Allen realized that there was almost no pain in his body, but it was obvious that they had been carefully bandaged.

"Thank you, Uncle Izzy." Alian knew that the other party must not have had a good rest after taking care of himself in the past two days, so the slightly hoarse voice sounded a little tired.

"Let's lie down again, I'll get some food." The man said softly, helped him to lie down again, and tucked in the quilt for him.

When the shadow in the blurry vision faded, Allen suddenly remembered something, and called him again.

"By the way, Uncle Izzy, did anyone come after you rescued me?"

As soon as he asked the question, Yalian felt that it was unnecessary. If he was found by the pursuers, let alone himself, Uncle Yizi, who had saved him, would not be alive.

"No." Sure enough, the other party replied, "This place is quite remote, so it's hard to find. Don't worry."

The footsteps soon went far away, and the painter didn't ask any more questions about what Alian had encountered, which made Alian very grateful.After calming down for a while, the tiredness surfaced again. Allen shrank into the quilt, and soon fell asleep in a daze.

In fact, Tiqi didn't tell him that there were several newly added corpses hidden in the straw pile behind the hut at this moment.It was when Allen came to him when he was in a coma. There were two waves before and after, and both of them were sent to see God by Tiqi, and Tiqi inevitably suffered some injuries in the two fights.If he was not blindfolded at this moment, Allen could easily see the bandages on the man's shoulders, as well as the deep pool-like eyes that he was not familiar with.

"What? Tiqi turned down yesterday's mission?" Rhodes opened his eyes wide, looking surprised.

"Eh?!" Gastro jumped over with a face full of surprise, "Really, he will also go on strike?"

"Of course not," Earl Millennium smiled and waved his hands, "Little Tiqi just asked me to go with someone else."

"That's also very strange." Debit also came over, "I've never seen him change his mind about the next mission. The sun came out from the west?"

Although Tiqi usually looks lazy and playful, everyone knows that when it comes to work, he is always serious.There was a sudden change the day before the mission, no wonder everyone was so surprised.

But the Earl of the Millennium didn't react much, and after a few simple sentences, he didn't speak anymore, just smiled indifferently, and couldn't tell what he was thinking.Rhodes, who was sitting on the table, shook his legs and turned to look at the boss beside him, seemingly thinking.

The boy slept soundly and breathed evenly.

Tiqi stood not far away, watching quietly, with too many complicated emotions flowing in his eyes.

When the boy called out "Uncle Izzy" just now, his heart was empty for no reason, and he felt a sense of inexplicable loss.No cross-dressing, no disguise, now he is Tiqi, Tiqi with the voice of "Uncle Izzy".But Allen didn't know, and wouldn't know.

Perhaps it was intentional, using several layers of gauze to cover the young man's sight, while blocking cognition, it also erased the disguise.That's why he can stand there without any scruples like now, looking at him, without looking through the thick glasses at the bottom of the bottle or holding back too much emotion, just looking at him so purely.He didn't want to play Uncle Izzy, at least not right now.

That night, he really panicked.

The young man was lying in front of him with bruises all over his body, his pale face without a trace of blood, like a lifeless body.It wasn't until the most serious injuries were dealt with that the smooth brows suddenly frowned, revealing a bit of pain.Seeing it, Tiqi also frowned tightly, indescribably anxious.

In the middle of the night, Allen began to break out in a cold sweat, with cramps in his hands and feet.When Tiqi stepped forward to wipe his sweat, he realized that his whole body was cold and shivering, his left hand with the ugly scar was unnaturally stiff, and every joint was tense and tight.Tiqi tried his best to massage and rub him, but it didn't get better at all. Instead, he trembled more and more, and finally his whole body was in constant spasm. His lips had turned slightly blue from the previous gray, and his complexion was terrible.

Tiqi only felt that his heart was being grabbed by someone, and it was painful.He threw off the quilt and picked up the boy, pressed his chest against the boy's thin back, held him, protected him, and wished he could embed him in his body.He had never seen such a painful look on the young man's face, so helpless, so fragile, like a dying baby, curled up in the most accessible embrace, instinctively longing for a little warmth.So he had no choice but to hug him even tighter, and stuffed every inch of him with a quilt that he couldn't care about.He, Tichmiq, had never been so panicked.

When the boy finally calmed down, Tiqi realized that he too was sweating as if he had just woken up from a nightmare.

The heavy rain all night washed away the blood and footprints. After the first two waves of pursuers, there was no movement. I don't know if this means that they are temporarily safe.The east has already turned pale, and an unknown day is approaching quietly.Looking at the morning light outside the window, Tiqi put his hands in his pockets. The metal touch of the gun handle was as cool as this late autumn morning.