I remember when all the people looked at him with pity.

"Poor ......"

"It's really unfortunate that my parents died outside at such a young age."

"Shhhh

"There are more children of parents who died like him."

"But who is like him who witnessed the death of his parents when he was sensible."

"His father and his mother both died in the mission, and they can be regarded as heroes who donated their lives."

"It looks like the Institute is going to add new members again."

The helpless and poor little boy didn't stay long in the eyes of the crowd like a pity, for Doomsday it was common for him to die outside because of a mission, and after a week, he seemed to be an ordinary boy who had been taken over by the nurturing agency.

When people hear his name at that time, they may occasionally remember, "Oh, isn't that the boy whose parents died on a mission?" ”

As everyone knows, this is the beginning of the nightmare.

The children who are trained by the institution without exception begin to learn the art of fighting and learn how to use firearms at an early age, and the only difference from children with parents is that they are not cared for.

He is not the only person trained by such a system, but hundreds or even thousands.

He didn't get preferential treatment when his parents died on a mission, because here, the honor of donating his life is like winning first place in the Big Stomach Contest - comparing the usual and unnecessary things to the other.

As a result, he lost the opportunity to study science and technology, and could only turn around and plunge into the shadow of killing when others began to study science.

Members of the organization need to clear out the chaos that they are not affiliated with and receive various tasks from their superiors.

There was no wonderful technology that gave him a flash of inspiration.

No time to appreciate the fire tree silver flowers awaited him.

There is no condolence and companionship with loved ones.

In his childhood, only tasks constantly guided him. The guns are barely his companions, and the howling winds on land are his rare bosom friends.

Even though the wind was not fresh or even dirty, he could only relax in the feeling it brings.

The wind was warm, but he was cold, like a machine.

During one mission, he rescues a mature man with a bronzed complexion who is trapped in a trap in a vault, and his partner carelessly does not come to him.

He instinctively trusted and rescued him.

Then his teammates arrived, it was a cute-looking girl, and it was no wonder that she carelessly threw her teammate here.

The girl bowed desperately, and the man kept shaking hands with him.

Until he sent out the soul a question:

"Would you like to have a drink together?"

At the Shadow Bar at the base, he met for the first time someone other than the cultivator.

"My name is Wan Ye, Ri Huaye, a nice name."

"I'm Wu Sheng, single five, what about you?"

Perhaps it was at that time that he realized that he had always been called by a code name actually had a name of his own.

"Zou Xiaqi."

"That's nice, nice to meet you!" Wan Ye didn't know if it was because of the strength of the wine or what, and he held his hand and shook it back and forth.

Wu Sheng didn't stop him, but also slapped him on the shoulder with the strength of wine, and said: "Young man, what a handsome young man, he looks strange and sturdy, and he looks like a good material!" ”

Zou Xiaqi was speechless by the two of them for a while, and could only look at the two of them helplessly.

The next afternoon, Zou Xiaqi, who had just returned from a mission, happened to meet the two of them at the door of the bar.

"You're so dirty." Wan Ye blinked innocently at him and commented. "It still stinks."

"Thank you for your review."

"Ah, I figured it out, this is it." Wan Ye had a flash of inspiration in her mind, and took out the things in her pocket, and kept them in the palm of her hand in order to keep the mystery before displaying them, until she took them out completely and spread out her hands-

"Look, it's beautiful."

It was a pink translucent clip, very small.

"My brother made it, and it had fresheners and fragrances in it, which was very useful." Wan Ye intimately stepped forward and pinned the clip to his cuff.

"I don't really like smelly and dirty things, so I find them useful."

"I hope you like it too." Wan Ye raised her head and put on a bright smile at him, her eyes were brilliant and brilliant that Zou Xiaqi had never seen before, as dazzling and brilliant as the polished ore used to provide energy seen in the research room. "But you're so tall, I'm so envious."

"Thank you."

Zou Xiaqi was a little stunned.

When he came back to his senses, he actually raised his arm and sniffed his sleeve, it really didn't stink so much, and the smell of blood and sweat dissipated a lot.

Pink clips and handsome men.

One morning, I don't know how many days later, Zou Xiaqi, who was on a mission in the early morning, met these two people again.

Wu Sheng greeted him warmly.

"Wow, you smell a faint fragrance, good taste."

"Thanks, but ......"

"Why don't you consider joining us and forming a squad?" Wu Sheng looked impatient, and couldn't help but interrupt Zou Xiaqi's words.

"Yes, yes, I think Xia Qi must be very suitable to fight with us!" Wan Ye instigated.

But he didn't agree on the spot.

"I think it takes some time to think about it."

"Okay, but I'm sure you won't regret it!" Wan Ye and Wu Sheng shouted at him persistently.

In this mission, Zou Xiaqi could no longer calm down like before.

An indescribable feeling slowly sprouted in his heart, and he felt that the wind was no longer as hot as before.

When he reached out and touched the winds again, it was as if he were one with them, rather than feeling the temperature of the wind.

He tightened his palms, as if trying to catch the wind and catch it in his hands.

"My younger brother Wan Suifeng and I were brought to the central institution by our father from a small shelter when we were children, and Uncle Wu Sheng is a friend of my uncle, and since my father disappeared, Uncle Wu Sheng has been taking care of us."

They invited Zou Xiaqi to the simulated empty room of the Science and Technology Museum, where the two people who enjoyed the starry sky from two hundred years ago were talking, and Wu Sheng was enjoying his unique happiness in the smoke room next door.

Wan Ye sat with his knees crossed, and from time to time his feet would be upside down with joy.

She couldn't wait to look at Zou Xiaqi and asked curiously, "What about you?" It looks like you're in your early twenties, but it looks reliable, and you must be a man with a story. ”

Zou Xiaqi lowered his head, seemingly looking a little unhappy.

The perceptive Wan Ye naturally sensed that something was wrong, and she interrupted the topic: "Hahaha, I suddenly remembered an interesting incident from the past, do you know, once I accidentally broke into the garbage purification room in the shelter.

You can't imagine that I fell into a garbage heap that had not yet been purified, and I was surrounded by a terrible stench. ”

"At that time, I had a title in the children's pile, called 'stinky girl', hahahahahaha."

Zou Xiaqi looked at Wan Ye, who was smiling very heartily, and was very puzzled, because this was not an interesting memory.

"Isn't it funny?" Wan Ye looked at Zou Xiaqi, who didn't react, but kept staring at her.

"Smile, that's why I'm pitiful."

She began to blink her eyes again, looking very innocent. "Just kidding."

"Because then I beat them all up."

"If I don't act crazy and make my fists and kicks better, someone will definitely look down on me. If I'm not fierce, how can I see that I'm actually a character who is not easy to mess with. ”

"For this ridiculous pride, I often attend major missions, and I have won many awards for it, right?"

"But now we're a team, we can get the honor together!"

Wu Sheng once said to him earnestly after getting drunk: "When you are with your companions, you can find that raising a gun is not only to destroy the enemy, but also to protect the people you want to protect." ”

The starry sky in front of him turned into a brilliant fire tree silver flower that belonged to him in those moments.

And just like that, a few years passed.

He got to know the biologist Twilight who joined the team next, Chaozhe, who is also a mercenary, and Li Zhen, who was from the technical team.

This special bond binds them together.

For Zou Xiaqi, this is family. As long as you stay with them, you will feel at home.

There was nothing to protect in his life of exile, but the moment he met them, such things may have been in his entire life.

The memories that rolled over like raging waves flashed in just a few seconds.

What Zou Xiaqi, who was dying, didn't notice was that a tear fell uncontrollably from the corner of his eye.

These are enough to constitute his short life.