Speak one's mind
It was late, Raymond was still tirelessly busy, and I couldn't hold it anymore. I sat crooked on a chess piece pier, leaning against the wall, hazy and half-asleep.
Raymond finally remembered me, and he walked over to the seat where I was sitting and whispered to me. I opened my sleepy eyes, just as a newly installed radiant lamp turned around, and its bright light hit my eyes directly, and I quickly sat up straight and lowered my head.
"I'll let the two guards take you back first." Raymond said.
I straightened the hair on my forehead, which was a little messy, and then slowly stood up, and after a moment's deliberation, I replied, "It's getting late, why don't you send me back to the camp of the Fearless Faction, it's closer." It just so happens that I'll get some more changes of clothes, and someone will send someone to pick me up tomorrow morning. β
My eyes looked tentatively at Raymond, who pondered for a moment and nodded.
"Alright then, see you tomorrow morning. You're tired today, go back and get some rest! β
Maybe it's because I've made a big breakthrough, maybe I haven't figured out the next strategy, and maybe it's because my tired appearance makes him unbearable, so I relax the string of constant combat readiness. Anyway, he finally let me go and let me go back.
Accompanied by two guards, I drove straight back to the camp of the Fearless faction. After seeing off the two guards, I marched alone on the familiar road to boot camp. Although I have only been away for a week, I have been reminded of this grass and trees. Although my parents and sister are thousands of miles away, there are like-minded brothers and sisters by my side, and even a few people who are not in harmony with me seem to be much closer to me at this time.
It was already an early autumn night, and the autumn wind was blowing and the coolness was blowing, so I quickened my pace. After a while, I was in the dormitory of the boot camp. It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening, and the rule here was that the lights would be turned off at half past nine, and everyone had fallen asleep peacefully. I was afraid of waking everyone up, so I walked in lightly in the dark. After all, I've lived in this big promenade-like house for months, and I'm no longer familiar with its topography. Beyond Fanny's bed was my little bed, but I stopped beside Fanny's bed and couldn't walk anymore. By the faint light that seeped in through the hallway, I stared intently at Fanny's empty bed, and my heart tightened for a moment. She's been missing for three days, and there's not even the slightest trace of her. She must have disappeared because of me, but I couldn't think of any way to find and rescue her. Fortunately, the hateful guy who caused all this disaster has not yet given me an ultimatum, which shows that I still have value for use. Things have not yet reached the last moment, and the people who coerced and threatened me would not easily push Fanny to death, which means that I still have the possibility of rescuing her.
I comforted myself as I walked away from Fanny's cot and into my bed. As I was making my mattress and getting ready to undress for bed, I could clearly feel someone gently tapping my back. Who? Who could it be so late?! My heart shrank, my back bone was half cold, I forced myself to turn around stifflyβββ it turned out to be Amanda! I was amazed and delighted.
"Scared the hell out of me!" It's rare to say a word to him after a long time, but today I got along with him alone without much effort. Although I was scared just now, my hands kept rubbing my chest, but I couldn't help but smile on my face.
"I'm sorry! Scares you. β¦β¦ Actually, I was scared by you. β
Just as I was about to answer, Amanda made a "shhhh So I nodded, and then followed him and crept out of the dormitory door.
After leaving the dormitory, we did not stop, but continued to walk slowly ahead. After a moment of silence, Amanda spoke.
"When I saw you at the door of the dormitory just now, I wasn't sure if it was you. After you were taken away, I ...... We're all worried about you. Now that you're finally back, that's good! β¦β¦ Surely you already know the news of Fanny's disappearance. β
"Yes." I let out a long sigh. "It's been three days since Fanny disappeared, but there's not even a shred of news."
"Yes!"
After another moment of silence, Amanda changed the subject, "It's getting late, why don't you go to my residence and tell me about your experience in the Department of Security Affairs in the past few days." β
"Okay." I agreed. My heart pounded and a little excitement rushed through my brain. Things that were unimaginable before are now going so naturally.
We walked into Amanda's residence. It's a small suite with a kitchen and a place to take a bath. The sparrow is small, but it has all kinds of organs. The large room has a writing desk, a cabinet and a bed, as well as a table similar to a coffee table and three chairs, but there is no sofa, which is quite simple and bright. At first glance, it is a room for a single man.
I sat in one of the chairs, Amanda poured me a cup of hot water, handed it to me, and then sat down on the other chair as well.
I lowered my head and took a slow sip of water, suppressing my somewhat slightly excited heart, but I still couldn't help it, and before he could ask any further, I poured out all the words that were held in my heart. It's like a long drought and a sweet dew, and I have met my old acquaintances in a foreign land, and I have poured out all the bitterness, worries, worries, and worries hidden in the deepest part of my heart. Amanda's intently listening look seemed to take me back a thousand years ago, when we were grinding together, talking occasionally, and always making me feel comfortably quiet.
Finally, I pulled the little black spinning top out of my trouser pocket and handed it to Amanda. Somewhat flattered by my trust, he quickly took it solemnly.
I had finished speaking, and although some of my words were very abrupt, I did not feel the slightest discomfort or restraint, but completely relaxed, and immediately my sleepiness swept over me like a big wave.
Amanda saw that my eyes were fighting, and he hurriedly said, "It's too late, you can sleep with me." He put down the little spinning top in his hand and led me to his single bed, "You will sleep on this bed, and I will make a bunk in the outhouse." β
I smiled gratefully, and without any polite push, I lay down on his cot. In fact, to tell you the truth, how much my heart misses his spacious bed, and how much I longs to snuggle up to him! Hey, let's indulge this little bit of hidden selfishness a little.
Lying on Amanda's bed, smelling his peculiar good-smelling scent on the pillowcase, it was as if it were really pillowing in the crook of his strong arm. The intoxicating smell was all too familiar to me, and it smelled not only of lemon-scented detergent, but also of a masculine, heavy, sweet smell peculiar to a young man. With the sweet smell that permeated this long-lost toughness, I quickly fell asleep. That night, I slept so soundly that I didn't even remember a good dream.
The next morning, a ray of sunlight in the sky escaped the clouds and the entanglement of the window lattice, and reached my bed. The bright sunlight woke me up from my nightmare with its rare golden radiation. I stretched, and I hadn't slept so well in months. Now I'm refreshed, and I'm full of energy. I climbed up and realized that I was the only one in the house, and I didn't know where Amanda had gone. I went to the bathroom, and there was a brand new set of toiletries by the sink. As soon as I saw these inconspicuous things, I couldn't help but smile. The current Amanda and my lover Amanda a thousand years ago really grew up from the same embryo, and their personalities are really the same. In my impression, he is sometimes very arrogant and informal, but sometimes he is so caring, bold and careful. I don't know exactly when he'll use which trick, so you'll have to listen to it. At that time, I always felt that he seemed to have a two-sided personality, sometimes he was old, sometimes he was like a child who didn't grow up. The current Amanda, in 3017 AD, took the meticulousness to the extreme.