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Nanfeng withdrew the gun and looked at Mu Zihan who fell to the ground expressionlessly.

- Nothing.

She said to herself.

- You're just executing a demon as before.

Nanfeng looked away from the twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, looked out the window and tapped on the headphones, and at the end of every previous mission, he reported with a blank look, "The execution is complete, apply for the aftermath."

A mechanical electronic female voice came from the headphones: "Apply for Tong Guò." ”

A qiē returned to calm. The south wind crossed his arms and looked into the distance, and suddenly realized that it had been raining heavily outside. The rain hit the glass, blurring the scene outside the window, as if they were isolated in a separate world by the torrential rain, the surrounding scenery is so hazy, only the one in this small shop is so clear. In the sound of the drizzling rain, the old wounds behind the south wind once again ached.

The sound of the rain, the girl lying in a pool of blood, the damp moisture floating in the air...... This qiē coincides with a scene from the past, and it is reflected in the distance.

Only this time, the person who stood in the perpetrator's position was her.

Nanfeng felt another sharp pain in her head, and she had to raise her hand to press the corner of her forehead, closing her eyes to block the scene in front of her.

...... Can't think any further.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw He Yang squatting beside Mu Zihan, holding her hand with one hand and wiping the blood from her face with the other.

The little girl coughed up the blood blocked in her throat, opened her eyes with difficulty, looked at He Yang and moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't make a sound. He Yang helped her sit up and let her lean into his arms so that she could hear what she wanted to say. This action made Mu Zihan cough a few more times, and his face was as white as dead ash.

She tugged at her gray lips and looked at He Yang's shirt apologetically, her blood rubbed against him, and she made a mess of a good piece of clothing.

"I'm sorry...... Stain your clothes......"

He Yang just shook his head: "It's okay. ”

"You're so nice. It's true. Her voice became more and more subtle, "What if then...... It's good that you're the one who comes......"

He Yang couldn't understand the meaning of her words for a while, but it didn't matter, because Mu Zihan quickly denied his words.

"No...... It's you who comes...... It won't make a difference......" she smiled to herself, "I'll probably do that again......"

Torture, killing, cannibalism.

"After all...... her voice was as thin as a gossamer, as if it would be cut off in the next second, "or ...... Myself...... Want to do that......"

Even though her demonized body was stronger than a human, after her heart was shattered, she only breathed a few more breaths than the average person. Blood was still pouring out of her, and now she couldn't even breathe.

"She'll ...... Do you blame me......"

The vision gradually blurred, and Mu Zihan's voice became vague. Before her consciousness sank into the sea of darkness, she heard He Yang's voice. Warm and clear.

"Do you know Xu Yang, will you blame you?"

So Mu Zihan smiled, and the smile was so light that it dispersed before anyone noticed it.

She finally closed her eyes.

The darkness annihilated for a moment, along with such a grand silence.

Mu Zihan walked alone in the dark, and he didn't know how long he had been walking. Then she saw the light.

At the end of the darkness, a faint light came through, and in that faint light, a young girl smiled at her. Mu Zihan was stunned for a moment, she suddenly felt that she had waited for such a smile for too long, so long that she had long forgotten her original intention.

What a slim wish. But even such a small wish could not be fulfilled. This thirst brewed in the bottom of my heart, and gradually turned into a strong poison.

Fortunately, now, it's all over.

The man is still waiting here, and nothing else matters.

Mu Zihan walked towards the girl and held the hand that was reaching out to her. The two looked at each other and smiled, and walked towards the other side of the light.

-- All she really wanted was a smile.

......

............

..................

On the day Mu Zihan was buried, He Yang went to her grave to offer a bouquet of flowers. The lilies wrapped in light-colored tissue paper are pale, sickly, with a vague ominous connotation, but they are so beautiful.

The plain white flowers reflected the smiling face of the girl in the photo, and He Yang thought, it really looked like her.

He caressed the cold tombstone for a long time, and sighed silently.

Van Gogh thought that his death would save Theo, but it was his death that propelled Theo to death. The pain of losing his brother soon took away his brother, who had a nervous breakdown.

What can death save?

Nothing.

"You weren't going to kill me back then, were you?"

He Yang asked the girl in the grave in a low voice, she smiled wordlessly on the tombstone, and would not give an answer.

He Yang knew very well in his heart that that day, when Mu Zihan suddenly turned into a female snake and bit his head, it was actually slightly staggered.

Even if the south wind didn't rush up, she couldn't bite him.

"Someone once said to me, 'Welcome out of the world...... I kind of understand what he means now. ”

Thirteen-year-old girl who eats people, kills thirteen-year-old girl. Either one, it shouldn't be something that happens in the world.

But is the line between the human and the non-human really that clear?

It was also a twelve or thirteen-year-old child who bullied Xu Yang, insulted and trampled on her, and made her despair of life.

The boundaries between man and demon are frighteningly blurred.

There doesn't seem to be that much difference between the human and the non-human.

He thought.

"If you can say what you want to say...... Maybe the result will be different. ”

He Yang muttered.

If Xu Yang asked Mu Zihan for help, if Mu Zihan could tell Xu Yang the truth, maybe he wouldn't have come that far in the end.

Man is really a sad creature. Obviously he can die for the other party, but he can't even say what is in his heart.

As long as you say that sentence, it will be different.

But none of them were.

"Really...... It's a shame. ”

The weather was clear today, and the sky was hatefully blue, so high and deep blue, I don't know how to brighten people's hearts. No matter what happened under this sky, it remained indifferent and rainy.

He Yang walked slowly out of the cemetery on crutches, and Nanfeng was waiting for him at the gate of the cemetery. When he walked up to her, she suddenly opened her mouth.

"Do you want me to move out?"

“...... What?"

"You are very sad that I killed that little girl. She didn't look at him, and said to herself, "If you don't want to see me, I can move out." ”

As for the monitoring task of He Yang...... Anyone can do it.

"I didn't think so. He Yang sighed slightly, "You are only performing your duties." That's your job. ”

Department of Executions.

He Yang finally truly understood the meaning of execution.

"And......" he smiled wryly, "the story is theirs, and we're just spectators." ”

The story of Mu Zihan and Xu Yang was already doomed long before Nanfeng and He Yang appeared. They are nothing more than passers-by A and police officer Chadin who pass by at the end.

"Yes. ”

Nanfeng asked in a low voice, but he didn't want to answer. She just looked at He Yang's face meaninglessly, and for a while, she looked away as if nothing happened.

"However, you better pay attention, it is dangerous to get so close to the demons. Fortunately, this time you are encountering a young degraded species, if you encounter something else...... I don't always have time to save you. ”

"Well, I will. He Yang hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "But how do you distinguish whether it is a human or a demon......

Nanfeng thought for a moment and said, "None of the innate demons are humanoid, or like Xu Yang, they have obvious characteristics that are different from ordinary people, so they are easy to distinguish. And the day after tomorrow demons...... Generally, they are human beings who have lodged the blood of the demon race, we call them degraded species, such as Mu Zihan, as long as they are not demonized, they are no different from ordinary people. It's hard to tell the difference between them. ”

"Then how do you distinguish between them?" He Yang looked at her curiously.

Nanfeng paused, and looked away without any expression.

"No distinction. ”

"Huh?!"

"Suspect everyone you see, always be on your toes. "It's probably hard for you, so just watch out for the ones with the most danger." Mentally abnormal guys are the most dangerous. The kind of person who looks at it and thinks that something is wrong, when he sees it, he stays away, and that's it. ”

He Yang glanced at Nanfeng reflexively.

Then he was beaten.

A punch to the stomach without hesitation.

"Woo wow, I'm sorry I was wrong, Nanye!

Nanfeng rubbed the corners of his forehead, suppressed the green tendons that were jumping there, pulled the car door and sat in, ignoring him at all. He Yang couldn't pretend to be in pain for a while, so he quickly pulled away the co-pilot and sat in, begging her for mercy. Probably annoyed by him, she finally told him to shut up.

When the car started, He Yang suddenly stretched out his hand to her.

"Why?"

Nanfeng looked at him expressionlessly. He just passed his hand forward again, smiling brightly.

"Shake it, just take it!"

Nanfeng didn't want to deal with him at all, but he couldn't bear to keep stretching out his hand, and finally shook his hand as if he could, and quickly let go.

"Alright. ”

"Hmm. ”

He Yang put his hands behind his head, leaned on the back of the passenger seat, and smiled slightly.

"Sure enough, the south wind is very soft-hearted. ”

“...... How did that conclusion come about? ”

"I just suddenly felt that it was better to be frank and say what you wanted to say directly. ”

He Yang looked at the clear sky outside the window and said.

"Because I don't know when I won't have a chance to say it. ”

"Boring thoughts. ”

"Probably. He Yang shrugged, "However, I decided to be more straightforward...... Let's put it this way, I'm glad I got to know the south wind. ”

A sudden straight ball hit Nanfeng slammed on the accelerator, but fortunately, she had excellent driving skills and stabilized in just one moment. She glanced at He Yang in the rearview mirror, but unexpectedly met his gaze in the mirror, she looked away casually, and sighed as if giving up.

“...... Say whatever you want. ”

"Whether it's the vampire that time, or this time, thank you for coming to my rescue every time. ”

"I'm just getting the job done. ”

Listening to Nanfeng's seemingly cold answer, He Yang smiled and glanced at the corners of her mouth and fingertips that were unconsciously tense, Nanfeng didn't notice it herself, her thumb and index finger were rubbing together, grinding slightly, as if she wanted to hide something. He coughed dryly and carefully shifted to the side.

"What's that...... Don't you forget the south wind...... Hua Xu and I are good friends......"

"So?"

He Yang moved to the side away from the south wind again.

"So what you said to him at that time, he told me...... I was so happy when I heard it......"

The south wind slammed on the brakes. The tires made a screeching sound against the ground. The car braked suddenly, He Yang forgot to fasten his seat belt, almost hit the windshield, and his knee hit the front, and he snorted in pain.

Nanfeng slowly turned his face, his face was so heavy that He Yang held Fang Cai's throat back into his stomach, and subconsciously moved it back.

"What did he tell you?"

“...... Well...... yes......" He Yang didn't know he had a problem with his stumbling until today, "probably ...... All of them...... In a word...... I'm honored to be your friend...... Honoured...... Whew!!"

He Yang clutched his stomach and lay in front, bursting into tears at the slight vibration of the car.

- Why can't he control this mouth......

Therefore, frankness also depends on the form.

If you have one, it depends on who is sitting opposite, right?

He Yang secretly glanced at Nanfeng, and unsurprisingly saw the other party's slightly reddened ears. He smiled secretly, and hurriedly changed his expression before the other party looked over, and sat upright. However, it didn't last three seconds, and he broke the gong again, and was punched in the stomach again.

So he lay down with a snort.

Nanfeng hesitated, but still stretched out his hand to him and patted it very stiffly.

“...... Does it hurt?"

She was a little worried that she wouldn't be able to control her strength.

He Yang shook his head, buried his face in his arm and laughed silently. Of course, he didn't dare to show it this time, lest he be punched again in annoyance.

It hurts to hit people in the south wind......_(:з"∠)_

He laughed and thought, anyway, it's better to be frank than not to be frank, isn't it?