Minglan was not wrong in what she said, as long as there was that monster child, she would never have an advantage over the people who went to the Kanjira base.

Qian Jiu'er couldn't figure out the decision she made in the first place, just because there would be more possibilities if she stayed longer? Actually, not exactly.

In her selfish heart, Qianjiu'er couldn't bear to let the man who had planted the shadow blade by herself die.

As for the reason for the unbearable, Qian Jiu'er didn't think deeply.

"I've already decided on this matter, you don't have to say it anymore." After throwing down these words, Qian Jiu'er went back to the room alone, leaving the other high-level zombies puzzled.

It was late at night when Xiaohua returned to the base, but Dill still hadn't fallen asleep, and she sat on the edge of the bed, as if she was waiting for him.

The headlights in the bedroom were not turned on, only a small lamp at the head of the bed, and the orange light was soft and warm, dimly illuminating half of her cheeks, casting a gentle silhouette on the dim wall behind her.

"Why doesn't my sister sleep yet?" Xiaohua took off her coat and hung it on the hanger behind the door, walked over to Dill and hugged her gently.

Still the same as before, affectionately hugged her waist, buried her head in her chest, and sprinkled like a child.

Dill didn't stretch out her hand or respond, her cool gaze fell faintly on Xiaohua's back, thoughtful.

After a long time, she said lightly, "How long?" ”

Xiaohua was slightly stunned, as if she didn't understand Dill at all, and raised her head and her big eyes were full of questions.

However, when looking at the pair of black eyes that did not have any smile half a meter away, Xiaohua's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and at the same time, an unprecedented uneasiness surged in her heart.

"You know what I'm talking about." Dill had a soft voice, but her hand pinched Xiaohua's chin with great force. "Is this a game fun?"

Xiaohua looked slightly stunned, and asked as if muttering, "When did you see it?" ”

"Does it matter?" Dill let go of her hand, and a dazzling red mark appeared where she had just pinched.

When did you find out? It was a long time ago.

Why is it being debunked now? There is no reason, it is the sudden boredom that is no longer enough to maintain the superficial camouflage.

Dill doesn't like children, but she doesn't hate either.

Because she doesn't hate it, she won't refuse most of the children's requests.

Everyone was a child, and innocence and kindness deserve to be treated gently.

But what if this innocence and kindness become a cover for achieving some purpose?

For example, the soul of the person in the body of the flower.

"What shall I call you?" Dill's voice seemed a little erratic, and her eyes were unfocused.

The man was silent for a long time, his whole body stiffening until his limbs were numb. Finally, he said as if he had made some kind of decision: "Gu Chengcheng, Gu Pansheng Gu, Gu Chengcheng of the country and the city, Gu Chengcheng." ”

"Gu Tingcheng" Dill read the name, and the young man's clear voice involuntarily appeared in her mind: "My name is Gu Tingcheng, Gu Pansheng's Gu, the country's alluring city, what about you?" ”

"Ah, don't you want to tell me. That's okay, I just remember what you look like. "The delicate facial features of the young man are particularly fresh and agile in the dazzling sunlight, like the most finely carved jade in the world. He smiled warmly, his voice was hearty, and the joy between his eyebrows never seemed to fade.