into the sheath

Tang Heng breathed a sigh of relief when Jiang Feng revealed the small bottle containing the white pills in his hand.

He suddenly realized that his posture just now was a fuss, especially compared with the guide's composure.

"Cough. Of course I remember." Tang Heng coughed awkwardly and brought it over.The small transparent bottle seemed to be scalding his hands, and it actually made the roots of his ears feel a little hot.

Tang Heng added: "You just said it directly, it made me nervous for a long time."

"What are you nervous about?"

"..."

This question made Tang Heng choke.He looked away, paused for a moment, then suddenly seemed to think of something, and looked at Jiang Feng suspiciously again, "Isn't it only three days? Why are you giving it to me now?"

Jiang Feng didn't answer, just looked at him with those black and white eyes.

... Well, he saw himself handing over the medicine to Shao Yuanhang before.

Tang Heng rubbed his nose, the embarrassment twice in succession prevented him from thinking deeply about this issue, and he simply stopped talking.

Tang Heng turned his attention back to the things in his hands.

He carefully poured the five pills into the palm of his hand and observed them carefully.Almost exactly the same as in memory, there is no difference.

In the afternoon when Shao Yuanhang gave the report, Tang Heng couldn't quite understand the analysis part in the middle, but the conclusion was that he clearly remembered two words-can help relieve emotions, and is harmless.

This is enough.

Jiang Feng said from the side: "You should have got the composition analysis report, right? You don't have to be so vigilant, I won't play tricks on it."

"I believe you are a ghost." Tang Heng muttered in a low voice.

Even though he said so, after a short pause, he still threw the five pills into his mouth.

Almost at the moment of the entrance, the bitterness firmly occupies the root of the tongue, and then takes root and germinates, domineeringly eroding the entire sense of taste.

Corresponding to the strong perception ability, sentinels are also very sensitive to various tastes, even for those sentinels who have just differentiated, they can only eat the most bland and soft food, otherwise they will have burns that the esophagus is cut. Pain.

Tang Heng was speechless, cursed in a low voice, and almost spit them all out.

But in the end it was all swallowed up.

After Tang Heng managed to recover, in a blink of an eye, he saw Jiang Feng handing something to him again.

With the experience just now, this time, Tang Heng stared vigilantly, "What else do you want to give me?"

Jiang Feng responded lightly: "Sugar."

"……sugar?"

"Well, I will relieve you."

Said, Jiang Feng stretched his fingers.

Sure enough, a piece of candy was lying quietly in the guide's palm, and the white plastic film wrapped in it refracted colorful luster under the light, not to mention how advanced it was.

sugar.

To relieve your suffering.

Tang Heng was really stunned this time.

He blinked, his face was blank, his brain was only filled with Jiang Feng's two short sentences for a while, and he couldn't think about anything else.

Seeing that Tang Heng did not move for a while, Jiang Feng said: "If you don't want it, I will take it back."

"want!"

Seeing that Jiang Feng really wanted to take it back, Tang Heng yelled, and quickly grabbed the candy into his hands.

As if afraid of being snatched away, he stared at Jiang Feng, peeled off the sealing film, and threw the candy straight into his mouth.

After the initial bland taste of flour dissipated, the sweetness with a little sour taste melted in the mouth, which soothed the nerves soaked in bitterness, and made the sentry's eyes a little joyful.

"It still tastes like oranges." Tang Heng read in a low voice.

"do not like?"

"Just now."

After finishing speaking, Tang Heng looked at Shang Jiangfeng again, couldn't help biting the candy into pieces and swallowing it, saying: "You said it was used to relieve my suffering, now I don't want to eat any more. "

Jiang Feng only said: "This is specially prepared for you."

Inexplicably, Tang Heng felt that when Jiang Feng said this, he looked at him with complicated and deep meanings in his eyes, but when he was about to look closely, there was only thick and thick eyes in those beautiful eyes. Inky black.

And the stupid way I looked at him intently.

Tang Heng hastily looked away, and said: "... Tch. I'm also specially prepared to treat me like a child."

As soon as the words fell, he heard Jiang Feng ask again: "Why do you like this self-proclaimed name?"

"What do you call yourself?"

"'Lao Tzu'."

Jiang Feng seemed to be very unaccustomed to this title. When the word came out of the guide's mouth, it seemed to be a bit literal.

His train of thought was interrupted by this question, and the embarrassment that had arisen in Tang Heng's mind just now disappeared.He immediately stared back and asked, "Since when did I call myself 'Lao Tzu'?!"

Jiang Feng couldn't hold back for a moment, and laughed out loud.Seeing the sentinel's increasingly angry expression, he managed to suppress his smile and replied, "Well, you didn't."

Tang Heng: "..."

He didn't know whether he should rush up and punch the guide, or dig a hole on the spot and bury himself.

Tang Heng was stunned for a while by himself, looking at the obvious smile in Jiang Feng's eyes, somehow, he felt a kind of joyful emotion lightly floating up.

Like milk warmed by a simmer, it slowly heated up and boiled, and finally a small bubble burst out with a "poof".

At this moment, he suddenly thought that the connection between the sentinel and the guide is real——

Otherwise, how could he not only not feel embarrassed and annoyed at such a time, but also raised the corners of his lips?

Tang Heng touched his nose and said, "You look pretty when you smile."

"Ok?"

"Old, I said, you look pretty when you smile, you should smile more."

Maybe it was because the atmosphere was too harmonious at this time, or maybe the orange-flavored candy just paralyzed the nerves, and then some words slipped out of my mouth.

Tang Heng said: "To be honest, I don't know what you are planning every day. It seems that you are worried about everything you do, and you always have to think four or five steps back before giving up." He suppressed it because he was uncomfortable. And the impulse to turn his head away, looked straight into those eyes that still smiled, "But, um, actually, you can take it easy... as you said, if you believe in me, I am willing too." I believe you."