❗ Pay attention to lightning protection

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After the game, the regulator and the regulator walked out of the playing field, talking or laughing.

Naib hooked Eli's neck like a buddy, talking about the game, and when it came to his head, his eyes lit up and he looked excited.

Eli, on the other hand, just listened to Naib with a smile on his face, nodding his head from time to time.

"Eli, why don't you speak?"

Naib was a little tired, noticing Eli's quietness, and asked with some confusion.

Eli just shook his head, his voice a little hoarse.

"Today's Game ......"

He pursed his lips and let out a long sigh.

"I'm a little tired, and so is the Servant Bird."

He raised his hand and gently stroked the standing bird on his shoulder, the blood on the bird's body was too glaring, Eli did not continue to speak, but wiped the blood from the bird's feathers.

Naib shrugged his shoulders and took Eli's other hand and walked towards the survivors' quarters.

"Let's take a break!"

……

Eli was dragged to Naib's room, pinned down on the bed, and watched as he expertly found the medical kit and poked him into his wound with a cotton swab stained in iodine, a smile that gradually solidified his face.

Gasping in pain, his face pale, Eli couldn't help but back away and pull away some distance.

Sabeda grabbed his arm, furrowing his brow with a solemn expression.

"Don't move!"

Then he picked up a cotton swab and poked it into the wound.

Eli: ......

What to do, I really want to strangle this person in front of me.

Eli had no choice but to endure the pain and follow Naib to treat his wounds.

……

When the bandage was on, Eli's eyes were obscured by the blindfold and he couldn't see, and Naib could only hear his cool voice:

"I thought I was going to be poked to death by you."

Naib looked to the side weakly and coughed, his voice getting quieter and quieter, obviously lacking confidence.

"It's not ...... Is it the first time you have medicated someone...... It's inevitable that you won't be able to control your strength......"

Eli had a smile on his lips, and after the servant bird wiped the blood away, his voice was full of gnashing of teeth.

"Then I'm so thankful that you didn't nen me to death."

I feel sad at the thought of the bird blocking the knife for him n times in the game.

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It was getting late, Eli returned to the dormitory, took off the blindfold he had worn during the day, and his blue eyes contained a little unclear emotion, and anyone would be shocked if they saw him at this time.

Unlike the blue color of the right eye, the left eye has a flower from the pupil part, a red rose.

Eli touched the flower that had grown to the size of half an eye, and sighed inwardly, the glove was removed, and there was a clear ring mark on the ring finger.

It was Geqiu and his engagement ring, but he didn't know where he got it, and only one such trace remained.

Thinking of Geqiu again, Eli no longer has any liking.

Like someone?

Eli's mind conjured up the figure of the mercenary.

The man sitting in front of the lamp sighed deeply.

"You ...... How can I bear to leave you......"

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When will you see Eli again?

Naib said that it was at his funeral.

When he went to look for Eli before, he noticed that Eli was hiding from him.

Suddenly receiving an invitation, Eli got his wish and saw the boy he wanted to see.

Aesop had already put Eli on his makeup, and he lay quietly in the coffin, as if he were asleep.

The red rose in his left eye was particularly eye-catching, and the garden was so quiet that all the survivors were sobbing quietly in silence for the dead angel.

……

Dear Angel,

Please let me know,

Your loved ones,

Who the hell is it?

Please let me know,

Do everything you can,

to save you.

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Red flower disease, you have to make your loved ones hate yourself in order to get better.

Naib closed the book, the emotions in his eyes were very complicated, and finally shrunk at the foot of the bed and hugged himself, and a sad whimper like a small beast came out of his throat.

Even if it's death, you don't want to tell me, do you?

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My dear, I'd rather not know you if I could.