(It's finally time for everyone's long-awaited heroine link.,Think about it, it's really a little exciting)

Feng Che sat on the side of the hospital bed and peeled the apple in his hand, the fruit knife in his hand made a quick move, and after a while, an apple that was quite sleek was handed out by Feng Che - handed to Xiying, who was lying on the hospital bed with an expressionless face, and Xiying rolled his eyes quite helplessly, hesitated, and finally took it.

Apples are still relatively rare in the organization, so much so that apples have become a reward for the top trainees in training, and Feng Che's love for apples is simply beyond limit, so he worked hard to get rewards for training in order to have a few apples a day (very promisingly).

There is no doubt that apples are very precious to Feng Che, so even if other people with good relationships ask him for it, he is extremely stingy, but at this time, he actually took out his inventory without hesitation, this is really Sima Zhao's heart, and everyone knows it.

This was the first day after Xiying was sent back, because Feng Che and they could also take leave, and most of the things that these people they had specially trained had already been taught, so he simply used all the leave he could take at once - to accompany (Diaphragm) Xiying here.

Even though even Shui Qing had left after visiting him for a while, Feng Che still stayed here, with no intention of leaving, and even if Xiying didn't take the initiative to talk to him, he didn't care, as if this was his own room.

"I said," Xiying finally spoke up to Feng Che's expectations, but his voice was still a little hoarse, "I'm not hurt to the point where I need someone to take care of me, you can go back." It seems that she really can't stand this embarrassing atmosphere, but she doesn't know much about Feng Che, and she doesn't know how cheeky this person is.

"Ah nothing," Feng Che looked obligated and said, "Taking care of seniors is what we should do, you don't have to be embarrassed to feel that you owe me anything." ”

Leng Ruxi Ying couldn't help but have a strong desire to complain at this moment, but she just said in the end: "We don't know each other very well, you don't need to stay here." This is already a clear eviction order.

"Oh, haven't the two of us become acquainted after I've been here for a long time," Feng Che said unashamedly, "And I'm all your people, what else do you have to see." As soon as these words came out, Xiying almost spit out the apple that he had just eaten in his mouth, and even if he held back, he was still choked and coughed.

"If you're afraid that others will think of me, I'll make this matter public, and I'm sure everyone in the organization will know about it in two days."

"Then you're dead!" Xiying hurried to stop this terrible thing.

"If I stay here, I won't have time to spread that kind of thing."

Threat! The threat of the red fruit! But Feng Che did say it with an innocent and harmless expression, and those eyes were extraordinarily clear (the power of the acting school).

Hesitant to give up communicating with this man—after all, it was a painful thing.

The two spent a few hours in silence, and in the end, it was Feng Che who spoke first.

"It's weird to sit there, why don't you tell me your own story?" Shameless! Extremely shameless words! However, Feng Che said it so indifferently.

"Why did I say it wasn't you!" Xiying glared at him, but there was a different kind of beauty—not just from Feng Che's point of view.

"Ah, then I'll say it" As soon as Feng Che said this, Xiying almost had the idea of fainting immediately, why did he answer his words

"Go out of the unrealistic part that others have made up, I'll start from when I can remember" Feng Che picked up the water on the side and took a sip, it seemed that he was ready to fight a protracted battle.

(The content in the following brackets is all Xiying's inner complaint, after all, our cold beauty will not spit out the groove out of her mouth, after all, she is unhappy if she doesn't complain)

"Ever since kindergarten, I've shown an amazing talent (which is really something that someone would ever say from their own mouth!). Now it seems that it should be said that it is precocious, both IQ and EQ are far superior to children of the same age (is it a sign of high emotional intelligence to say such things!). Or has your IQ and EQ not increased since then? And because of this, I can always use the seemingly correct statement to convince other children to give me their snacks and fruits or something (hey, hey!). But it didn't last long (do you want to make a living from it until you become an adult!). Maybe my lie at the time was not too perfect, a few children actually went home and consulted their parents, and those parents were also calculating, and even reported this kind of thing to the kindergarten (who would watch their own children suffer!). And then it turned out that I was approached by my aunt in kindergarten to talk (is I finally going to be sanctioned), but they all underestimated me too much, I was such a simple character there.

Speaking of this, Feng Che sneered, as if he was very proud, while Xiying rolled his eyes.

"The kindergarten aunt advised me not to cheat other children about things (I should beat you up), but I said that I was like this for a reason, because the food in the kindergarten was too poor, so I couldn't eat enough (weird!). You're so young to think of this kind of reason! And give examples to reason (you're the age of kindergarten!). ), quoting scriptures and inferences (I also studied history at the same time as I went to kindergarten!) In the end, the aunt burst into tears, and really thought that she had abused us (this aunt is in a hurry!). The final result is that the food of the whole kindergarten has been qualitatively improved! ”

After speaking, Feng Che glanced at Xiying triumphantly, and saw that she didn't speak (in fact, she was so shocked that she had nothing to say), so he continued to speak:

"After that, I went to elementary school."

The next two hours are the time for Feng Che to dig up the black history and Xiying's inner complaint, and the events are numerous and lengthy, let's skip (if there are friends who want to see this part, I won't post it separately, it's really tiring to think about so many stupid things, bastard!) ）。

"After that, the teacher never came to school again." Feng Che finally ended his elementary school story, and after finishing speaking, he drank a big sip of water, and he wanted to continue.

"Enough!" Nozomi finally can't take it anymore and interrupts his "story".

"So you've decided to let me hear your story" Feng Che stared at Xiying with wide eyes, and finally Xiying sighed and compromised, "Okay. ”

Feng Che said yes and immediately sat upright, like a primary school student listening to a teacher's lecture (of course, a normal elementary school student).

"I was adopted from an orphanage by the organization,"

"Sure enough, most of the people in the organization will come from this background." Feng Che nodded yes.

"Don't interrupt if you want to hear it," Xiying glared at him, perhaps unaware of the fact that her words and facial expressions had changed more today than in the past few days combined.

"Since we were young, we have been trained by the organization, and the training is very strict." Xiying paused as if it were a very bad memory. And Feng Che secretly said in his heart: "It should be said that it is cruel, right?" The kind of fighting training where only a hundred people can survive can be seen from their temperament and skills. ”

"Because life is very hard, all I can make are exceptionally good friends," Speaking of this, Xiying couldn't help but smile, which was stunned again.

"But," Xiying's voice fell, "most of those friends died one by one in the later missions,"

Feng Che glanced at Xiying and didn't speak.

"I don't know when I started talking very little, I remember that I used to laugh very much, and a few of my brothers said that I looked good when I laughed, and they wanted to marry me when I grew up." Xiying's face was slightly red when he said this, and his eyes were misty, as if he was stuck in a memory of the past.

"Ahh After a while, Xiying realized that the current environment was not too suitable for reminiscing about the past, and continued: "I don't know anyone in the organization except Sister Shui, and my teammates may be quite familiar, but this mission"

Xiying stopped talking, and lowered her head to look very bad.

"Let me guess, you really blame yourself for your incompetence now, and ask yourself why you didn't die yourself, right?" Feng Che is finally the interface, and it is not a word of comfort.

Xiying looked up, and the surprise in his eyes was written, as if to say, "How do you know?" ”。

"How do I know?" Feng Che read Xiying's eyes again, and at the same time laughed miserably, "Because I also had the experience of witnessing the tragic death of my friend." ”

Xiying looked at Feng Che and continued: "I started very early, I was injured after the mission, and I was injured by myself, I should say that everything I do is alone, there is nothing like today"

"There's no one like today who stays by your side and doesn't leave, does he?" Feng Che changed into a hippie smile and looked at Xiying: "No one peeled an apple for you, no one nagged in your ear and said such a lot of words, right?" ”

Xiying looked at Feng Che in a bit of a daze, but still didn't speak.

"You know, this is going to happen sooner or later," said in a tone of great reason, "because you won't always be on your own!" ”

Xiying was about to say something, but Feng Che added: "Of course I won't"

After speaking, Feng Che handed over the peeled apple in his hand with a smile.

"You" Xiying was obviously a little panicked, but she still pretended to be calm and changed back to her previous cold tone and said, "You go out first, I'm a little tired and need to rest." When he had finished speaking, he did not take the apple, but lay down.

"Oh? Okay, I'll go and bring you the food. Feng Che put the apple in the fruit bowl next to him, got up and left the infirmary, leaving Xiying himself lying on the bed.

He closed the door gently, and although he didn't see it, he guessed that Xiying, who was lying there with his head over, had already flown his cheeks.