The foul-smelling air rises in the small space, quickly making it impossible to breathe. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Evan dropped his gun and sat on the ground gasping for breath, quickly choking on the unbearable smell and coughing.

The second shot was on the ground, which was relatively stable, and the bullet used in this pistol was not of a large caliber, so it did not cause the second collapse.

Otherwise, he and Roy would really be a sandwich pie. Even if the Zerg died, its purpose was achieved.

Ivan fell backwards, leaning against the uneven rubble "wall", intending to take a short break, but he felt a little awkward behind him, and when he wanted to change places, he found that he couldn't move at all.

The adrenaline sparked by the life-and-death crisis quickly receded after the Zerg's death, and the injuries returned. Ivan saw a circle of Venus in front of him, his whole body was so cold that he swayed, and his consciousness began to rise and fall back and forth between lethargy and wakefulness.

There is a piece of skin on my leg that hurts in particular. When he killed the Zerg just now, the muzzle of the gun was too close to himself, and his skin was burned by the flames of the muzzle.

If he had been one step too late, he would have had to shoot himself in the leg.

Ivan wondered if he really had to break his leg, if he had to stop the fountain of blood formed by the ruptured artery.

Probably not. His stomach was bleeding right now, and he couldn't do it, and he couldn't take Roy's hospital gown, which was at his feet, and press it against the wound. If you really break your thigh, you will wait for blood loss to die.

In that case, it would be tantamount to hurting Roy.

Ivan struggled to his fingers to reach Roy beside him. He felt Roy's soft fingertips, then the soft, cold palms.

In his impression, Roy's hands were always hot, dry, and rarely sweaty, making him the most suitable type to shake hands.

But fortunately, although this hand is cold and sticky now, as long as it recovers for a while, it will definitely be like her red little face, and it will feel comfortable to the touch.

Holding this little hand, it will be very comfortable even if you fall asleep.

“…… Ivan? ”

Roy asked dryly.

Ivan let go of his hand as if fleeing. Thankfully, with the help of darkness, the suspicious flush on his face would go unnoticed by anyone.

"Ivan?" Roy called again, visibly panicked.

Ivan didn't dare to respond any longer, and coughed, "I'm here." ”

Roy let out a sigh, obviously relieved, and relaxed. But she immediately became nervous again: "How are you?!" ”

Evan pinched himself, letting his consciousness of being late and leaving early go back to stay well, so that he could speak to Roy in his usual calm tone: "I killed it." ”

"I know that." Roy said anxiously, "The Zerg in my body is no longer active. I'm asking how you are, are you hurt?! ”

As he spoke, Roy propped himself up and touched Evan.

Ivan coughed a little awkwardly. Bastard, why would he be embarrassed. "I'm fine. It's just that when the second shot was fired, there was a burn in the leg. ”

Roy sighed, sounding a little relieved, but only a little. She fumbled for Evan's forehead. "It's still so hot."

Evan felt that Roy would feel even hotter if he touched his face. He himself was in a panic.

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Adhering to the usual dead duck's hard mouth, Evan said lightly.

Roy, of course, didn't believe it. After a while, she let out a small cheer: "Great, the water bottle is still there, and there is still half a bottle of water in it." Clothes were also found. It's a pity that a corner was suppressed. ”

Then there was a sound of fabric tearing. Then a hospital gown with missing sleeves was carefully draped over Ivan by Roy, covering as much of Ivan as possible on his body, and also helped him rearrange the bandages on his abdominal wounds.

But in fact, Evan still felt cold.

Although he couldn't see Roy busy in front of him, Evan could feel Roy's heat with a ghostly body fragrance. If only Roy could make him a quilt, he wouldn't be cold anymore.

Ahh What do you think! I must have fainted, and my brain is starting to be unclear!

Ivan lashed out at his thoughts of taking advantage of the danger in his mind, but his fingers moved in Roy's direction as if he didn't listen to his brain.

…… Just move it over and don't touch it, so it should be fine.

As soon as this thought came to him, the warm breath in front of him disappeared.

Evan struggled out of the shallow coma again, and the front was empty and cold darkness, and for some reason, his heart was suddenly very lost.

But the next moment, the warm body sat next to Ivan.

"It should be better if we get closer, right?" Roy asked Ivan.

Ivan hummed inwardly. It's a good time to pretend to be confused.

But Ivan held on, not wanting to sleep.

He vaguely felt that with his current situation, if he fell asleep, he was afraid that it would be difficult to wake up again.

Roy must have noticed it too. She squeezed Ivan's hand: "Hold on a little longer, help should be there soon." ”

Ivan hummed with difficulty.

"Ivan? Ivan? Roy called softly, "Or...... Let's talk? ”

What to talk about?

Ivan thought so, unsure if he had spoken out.

Roy thought and said, "Why don't you talk about your past?" I've always wondered why you hurt your father and brother when they're so close. ”

Roy was telling him to talk, lest he fall asleep.

Evan then pondered and picked out some memories of his childhood to tell Roy. He spoke in a choppy and low voice, and Roy, who had been sitting straight next to him, leaned in towards him a little, and it wasn't long before his chin was resting on his shoulder.

Evan searched his stomach, not wanting to stop his story. Unconsciously, his dangerous drowsiness was really blocked, and although it was difficult to maintain consciousness, it was never broken again.

Ivan felt Roy's grip on his hand straining hard. Evan, whose brain inevitably became sluggish, didn't notice that something was wrong until his hand was squeezed by Roy. "You...... What's wrong? ”

"Nothing. You go on. Your brother fell into the pool, and then what? Roy said.

No, Roy, what the hell is wrong with you.

Ivan was about to say this, and then Roy leaned towards him and fell headlong into his arms.

"Roy?!"

"I ...... I don't know......" Roy clutched his stomach, his forehead just rubbed unconsciously against Ivan's chest, and the sweat soaked Evan's clothes. "You go on...... Yes! ”

Hearing Roy's cry of pain, Evan's head thuded.

Zerg ...... Isn't it dead yet! (To be continued.) )