The sudden male voice is a little seductive, but of course this is to ignore the ghostly figure and the terrifying mask that can't see clearly.

Anyone who was idle and talking suddenly touched a black figure standing in front of him, and he had to hold his chest and startle.

I wanted to say something, but I closed my mouth in the dark eyes and handed over the medicine in my hand.

And at this time, the woman sitting in the hall waiting for treatment saw Xue Rou as if she saw a savior, not only was it rare for a light powerhouse, but also because of the fire in her belly, she finally had a place to complain, and she added fuel and vinegar to what happened at the moment, and she didn't forget to hum at the end.

Her voice was somewhat restrained, but she still couldn't hide from the person with a keen sense of hearing, and noticed the figure quietly sitting on the sofa, Xue Rou wanted to shut up the woman several times, but unfortunately when it came to Xingtou, the woman couldn't feel her deep meaning at all.

Xue Rou's most taboo thing was to talk about these things related to him in front of Ming Xuan, and sure enough, the man who was like a world away from a world and gently grinding medicine paused unconsciously, and said softly, "Death?" What the? ”

The clear male voice revealed the hoarseness that had not been spoken for a long time, adding a touch of sexiness, the woman didn't expect the masked man's voice to be so good, she was stunned for a while, and she didn't see Xue Rou's warning eyes and quickly replied: "You don't even know the god of death?" At the beginning, the team formed by Song Jue, an eighth-order ability who stood out in the siege of Suzaku, the members of the team itself were all honored as guests of the base because of their high ability, and it is said that most of the people in Suzaku are alive thanks to them, resulting in a scene of support by 10,000 people, and many people with abilities asked to join, and there is now the god of death, but the core is still the original group of people. ”

"It's just now, because I was suspected of colluding with zombies and was detained by the army, my injury was the woman in the Grim Reaper, the sixth-order power was caused by a mineral water bottle, and the attack was really ruthless."

The familiarity that came to his face made him have a splitting headache, but the mask made it impossible to see clearly, and under Ming Xuan's almost perverted restraint, he didn't even breathe.

Two or three supernatural people scattered scattered seemed to have found a common topic, and they spoke from time to time because of the word death, and everyone was difficult to reconcile, Xue Rou was confused, but Ming Xuan didn't say anything anymore, as if everything had nothing to do with him, and he was grinding medicine on his own.

The granular medicine should be ground into a fine powder, which is used to apply it on gauze, and it can be directly bandaged and used when encountering trauma personnel after brushing alcohol, which is very convenient.

Because of the confusion, Xue Rou generously used the light system to heal several other low-level abilities together, these survivors who were not of high level and could only use drugs did not expect to be able to get wet, and they all smiled and thanked them, Xue Rou smiled generously and waited for the others to leave, until they regained their quiet, then carefully looked at Ming Xuan who was not far away, walked closer to sit beside him, stretched out his hand to wrap around his powerful waist and leaned up.

It seemed that he was used to her touch, Ming Xuan's body was no longer stiff, Xue Rou smiled secretly, but he couldn't see the darkness of the lowered eyebrows.

"Here, are you still used to it..."

Ming Xuan nodded.

"Do you blame me for putting on a mask?"

Shake one’s head.

"My brother will be very busy tomorrow night, he doesn't allow me to fall in love, you and him have a very stiff relationship because of this before, after tomorrow night, I'll change you place, okay?"

"That's fine."

Xue Rou bit her lower lip tightly, after arriving at the White Tiger, Mingxuan almost ignored her, she was afraid and it was not a taste, and she shook Mingxuan's arm at the moment, "There is no one now, can you take off the mask and kiss me?" ”

Mingxuan didn't move, Xue Rou was unhappy, and it was the same sentence again, "Since you woke up, you haven't kissed me, why did you need me to say it before, now... Oh, did you really forget..."

The tone was too low, and the faint sadness didn't seem to be fake, Mingxuan couldn't help but be stunned, he really wanted to know what he was like before...

But according to what Xue Rou said in the past, she never really sketched a picture in her mind, and the strong sense of disobedience was not even as strong as what the female powerhouse said just now.

The helplessness, the sadness, as if you were there.

He sighed, stretched out his hand and put his hand on the mask, Xue Rou didn't dare to go out for fear of disturbing him, his heart was beating like a beat, the bony fingers in the field of vision were slender and powerful, and with a light buckle, the cold face under the mask first appeared, from Xue Rou's sight, the eyelashes were the length that women envied, down was the firm bridge of the nose, the low-hanging eyebrows and eyes were deep, delicate as if the person in the painting...

"Is the medicine ready?"

Ming Xuan indifferently buttoned the mask, the hidden face was slightly hooked, the female voice raised her eyebrows with a slight crunching sound, glanced at it, and saw that the fine powder ground out was at least a week's amount, and she was happy, she was a little satisfied with Ming Xuan's work efficiency, and she didn't care much about the atmosphere in the room.

I don't know whether I wanted it or not, I took a few steps forward and took the medicine, and said with a smile, "The action is really fast." The words fell and looked at Xue Rou beside him, raised his eyebrows and said, "Miss Xue, is there anything else?" ”

Xue Rou shook her head, and the woman was already heartily speaking, "Then go back early, it's not early, there will be no patients, we have to rest early, tomorrow night the exchange meeting may not be something." ”

"I'm sorry, I'll leave right away."

This woman is not a supernatural person, she was a gynecologist and pediatrician before the end of the world, and her status is average, but this is on the surface.

She has a well-known identity, Mei Yan's cousin.

Both medical technology and this identity have established a synonym for her to be difficult to provoke, even if she is now just one of the idlers who live lazily in the healing place.

Xue Rou's heart was clear, and when she sent Ming Xuan to this sparsely populated healing place, she also greeted Mei Yan like Mei Yan.

There is a preparation in the healing place, and the daylight is capable of being, and when Xue Rou was there, he also went through the procedure, and then he left naturally and withdrew the record, and he had a good relationship with whom, but this woman was born with a bad character.

Because the healing department is on duty at night is a group of ordinary people with medical experience, encounters are unavoidable.

The treatment team is the most scarce and absolutely precious resource of the base, and in order to ensure the safety of doctors and patients, it is strictly guarded and recorded in its coming and going.

This cousin, she can't provoke for the time being, so she can only leave according to her words, and she doesn't even dare to say anything to Ming Xuan.

The night was deep, but it was not as deep as Xue Rou's hideous face.

The woman also did it, as soon as she left, she yelled at the little nurse at the healing place to close the door, Xue Rou took a deep breath, and secretly decided to take Mingxuan back to the place where she could see it at any time after tomorrow night, or leave the white tiger directly.

She already regretted sending him here in the first place, after all, who would have thought that Ming Xuan would adapt so quickly, and the action of stitches and medicine was as skilled and elegant as countless exercises.

It was her mistake that she made a mistake, but the future is long, and there will always be all the intimacy she wants.

Mingxuan, you can't hide.

She has patience.

Seeing that the figure was getting farther and farther away, the woman standing quietly in the door rolled her eyes, turned around and walked into the house, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that the man with a mask and a sense of mystery was grinding medicine in an orderly manner, and his posture was as beautiful as flowing water.

It's no wonder that the little cousin of Du Chun's family, who can be fascinated, runs here day and night, and she has never been so diligent in helping here temporarily, and even asked her to help watch the mandarin ducks beat with a stick.

Is it so natural for a little girl to ask for kisses now?

I don't understand.

When the woman was in her thirties and in her prime, she leaned on the edge of the door and waited for Mingxuan to look up, and then said, "Shouldn't you thank me?" ”

Ming Xuan raised his eyebrows, only those eyes were exposed in the field of vision, and he couldn't say what he felt, the innocence between ignorance and confusion, and the weirdness in the bloodthirsty darkness.

It looked like it was no different, but when I looked closely, the eyeballs were an evil red.

"Thank you." From the bottom of my heart.

The woman hooked her lips clearly, her voice was indeed moving, no wonder a few little nurses were so heartbroken, and she sighed at the moment, "Why do you want to be with people if you don't like it?" ”

"I have amnesia."

It's a terrible excuse, but the woman knows that this man is telling the truth.

She took a few steps forward to take the cigarette scattered on the water dispenser, lit it in her mouth, exhaled the smoke curling, and said slowly, "Psychologically speaking, if you really love someone, even if you have amnesia, your heartbeat will still subconsciously move with her, and I feel that this thing will never change, unless you don't love it." ”

Ming Xuan frowned.

I don't feel it, if I don't love it...

Xue Rou said that he loved her very much and could give her life.

Too contradictory...

Thinking about this for a while, the woman had already finished smoking one intermittently, and crushed it in the ashtray, "Rest early, I'm tired too, good night." She yawned and lazily dragged her shoes, tapping and tapping.

"What is love?"

The voice came from behind her, and the woman paused and turned her head, "Do you want to kiss her?" ”

Mingxuan frowned, "I don't want to." ”

"That's right."

Seeing that the person turned around and left, Ming Xuan suddenly got up, "You haven't answered yet." ”

The woman was helpless, she thought that her answer was very clear, and when she met the pair of inquisitive eyes, the irritability was swept away in an instant, and she murmured, "Love... It's that you want to die on her..."

The words are not rough, but for some reason, these words seem to poke at a certain point in the center, and there is something wanton fermenting.

Until the person was far away, there was silence all around, he still leaned on the sofa, took off his mask, opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling unconsciously, but he couldn't help but buckle his heart with one hand, closed his eyes, and the floating figure in his mind seemed to be a flowing cloud, but his heart was abnormally active, and he beat violently, and he didn't know why.

Perhaps this is the so-called feeling, even if the amnesia persists.

He has loved, but he has never been as sure as he is today, and it is not Xue Rou who he loves.

So what she said, what is true and what is false, and for what?

Unable to answer, Ming Xuan sighed and held his head in both hands. It seems that all this can only be understood by waiting until the day when I regain my memory, but I am anxious at the bottom of my heart.

Strength, height, none of this matters.

All he wanted was to recover his memory, to find the missing part of his heart, to see what it was.

"I can't find you, can you come to me..."

Murmuring with a low chuckle, rendering the night with a faint sadness, the tone is longing and pious, if there is a Buddha in the world, he will be the purest believer.