bunny in another soap bubble

Lang Ya could hardly believe that what he saw was Tu Zi.

He opened his mouth and licked his lips again, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

Holding the little rabbit in his arms, he approached the boy who was slumped on the ground step by step, until his knees softened and he knelt in front of the wine bottles.

"Tu Zi..." Lang Ya touched the opponent's face with trembling hands, but did not get any response, so he put the little rabbit he was holding into the opponent's arms again.

Tang Yuan moved her nose, didn't stay on the owner's body for long, turned around, kicked her legs a few times, and climbed onto Lang Ya's shoulder again.

——The spiritual body is the concretization of the sentinel guide's own spirit, and now Tu Zi's spiritual body is not even willing to stay on his own body.

Lang Ya's heart ached like a twist.

"Hey! You!" Noticing Lang Ya's actions, the "righteous passer-by" came back again, "Do you know this brat?" He had just beaten a pervert away by himself, but he didn't think that someone would come looking for death soon.

"...I am his partner." Lang Ya stood up and thanked the man, "I will take him away as soon as possible.

"Hey, no need." The man interrupted Lang Ya simply, "Since you are his man, then pay me all the money for his drinks. The security fee can be waived, but before he drinks like this The cost of the last few bottles of wine and the cleaning fee that I will clean up in a while will not be less.”

——It turned out that the so-called "righteous passerby" was not a passerby at all, but the owner of this bar.

Lang Ya was anxious to wake Tu Zi up, so he simply threw the entire wallet to the bar owner.

The boss drew a few big bills, closed the wallet and thought about it, then opened it and took out two big bills together with Lang Ya's ID card.

"Wait a minute, you'd better not take anyone away." He threw his empty wallet back to Lang Ya, "I will keep your ID card, and I will rent you the VIP room upstairs first. Wait for this brat to wake up and confirm who you are before you leave." When he said this, his expression was still the same as when he hit someone before, and if Lang Ya refused, he was ready to enforce it by force at any time.

But it's hard for others to say, Lang Ya is naturally grateful for this arrangement.

His goshawk flew up to the second floor first, gently wrapped the glutinous rice balls with its claws, put the little rabbit on the sofa bed, and pecked at each other, as if urging Lang Ya to get Tu Zi away quickly. Also hold it in and put it away.

Putting the person down, Lang Ya went to the bathroom of the private room to get a wet towel, and wiped Tu Zi's face bit by bit.

"Tu Zi, wake up."

Maybe it's because the water is too cold, the person who didn't respond to being moved around just now finally slowly opened his eyes here.

"Langya...?"

"Tu Zi! You..." Lang Ya excitedly held Tu Zi's hand in front of his chest, but in the blink of an eye, he saw the avoidance in Tu Zi's eyes.

"Tu Zi..." He licked his lips and said warmly, "No matter what, it's not an option for you to stay here alone. You, can you go back with me first? Hmm?"

There was no response, Lang Ya gritted his teeth and wanted to pick up Tu Zi and go downstairs.

At this time, Tu Zi finally moved.He forcefully pulled out his hand held by Lang Ya, struggling to prevent Lang Ya from pulling him up, Lang Ya didn't expect him to resist so fiercely, Tu Zi rolled to the side of the sofa after a few back and forth.

"Tu Zi!" That smell of alcohol, this attitude, even if Lang Ya is blind, he knows what's going on, "Don't be like this, let's go back first, shall we? We will always find a way when we are together—"

"What can I do?" Tu Zi huddled in the corner between the sofa and the wall, his voice hoarse, "What can I do?"

Taking a deep breath, Lang Ya said, "First try to contact the companion who escaped—"

"—and then let the rehabilitated party catch them all?"

Lang Ya choked, but continued: "We have to get in touch first, and then think of a way to cooperate to get the arrested compatriots out—"

"Oh...that's going to be delivered directly to your door."

"It doesn't have to be like this." Lang Ya was choked with a tight breath in his chest, "As long as we are careful, there will always be a way. The revolution will never succeed once, but as long as we try again and again, the reborn party There will always be cracks in the defense—”

"...How to try? How...to try?" Tu Zi finally raised his head and looked straight at Lang Ya, his wide eyes were full of red threads, "Tell me, how many lives can we try? How many lives can we try? ? Huh? How many trials and deaths can a crack be left in one of those armored vehicles or helicopters?"

Hearing this, Lang Ya stiffened his neck and stared straight at Tu Zi, "I don't—"

However, Tu Zi seemed to be in a flood, out of control, leaving no room for Lang Ya to intervene.

"I used to think that public opinion could make the Newborn Party give in. It was just wishful thinking. A huge state machine, with guns and ammunition, no matter how many voices there are, it's just the buzzing of mosquitoes lingering in my ears. I don't care about you, but in his Just a thought. From the very beginning, our so-called revolution was not based on whether the truth is on our side, but on the handouts of the rehabilitated party, betting that Tong Quan will still have this face!"

"Now that the results are out, people don't care! We bet our lives, and what we prove is that human lives are worthless!"

In the last few words, only broken syllables roared out from Tu Zi's throat.

"...If it's useless to fight," Lang Ya finally replied with a deep expression, "then what's the use of hiding here?"

"At least I won't hurt other people anymore." Tu Zi turned his face away, and shrank again, "I stood up and sent so many people into the gate of hell, I said yes, told them there was hope...God, why do I still have it? The face escaped..."

"Tu Zi..." Lang Ya knew that Tu Zi didn't mean to escape from the shelter this time, "You didn't lie, as long as you believe, we can still—"

"Impossible, Langya, impossible." Tu Zi touched a wine bottle, raised his head and took another sip, "We were just naive back then...not just naive, I was simply stupid. When I met Guan Mingyuan and He Yuan People who look the same as Xiyu, I thought that this place is the same as my world without any basis, thinking that success can be replicated... In fact, how is it the same? Song Dynasty is not Guan Mingyuan, Shangguan Wan is not Yuan Xiyu, Yuan Xiyu will not be Public shooting, it is impossible for Tu Xingyao and Situ Liang to give birth to me! How can the two sides be the same world! And I will not realize my sobriety until now!"

"Without the archives of platform No. [-], without Kang Wei, without Li Shuimo, without the opposition party, and the Renewal Party has been in power for more than a hundred years, everything is different. Now that weapon technology is advanced, it is no longer just a few sentinel guides who can compete with In the era of anti-riot military and police confrontation, if the revolution had an opportunity, we have already missed it. Since we can't fight, why bother?"

"It doesn't have to be a hard fight," Lang Ya retorted, "We can think about it—"

"Didn't you understand? Lang Ya," at this point, Tu Zi's voice was unusually calm, "Tong Quan was not mistaken, it was us who were wrong——in the face of absolute force, all calculations, everything, and everything are nothing more than nothing. It's just a paper tiger."