The end of the world: Beautiful straight man cries and begs to be let go

Gu Xingge was so shocked that he was speechless at the scene that was directly in his mind. He didn't know why he was so sure that it would definitely be the work of the murderer.

A faint blush appeared on the young man's face for no reason, and the fear and palpitations, as well as the discomfort of killing someone for the first time, all disappeared.

The young man's eyelashes trembled, and he quickly dismissed all the imaginary pictures in his mind. Gu Xingge pursed his lips, and with a soft smile on his bright red lips, he said to Lin Qi: "Thank you for your comfort before. "

"you're right."

If you are not ruthless in this end of the world, you will be the one who dies! Besides killing people with his own hands, which made him feel uncomfortable, there was another thing.

The smell of blood was so strong that it made him feel uncomfortable and wanted to vomit, and his stomach felt heavy.

I want to eat something.

By the way, there was some food in the pocket of his black coat. It was all the food that the zombie sister gave to him before, but he didn't finish it!

The young man's eyes were slightly bright, but when he looked at his dirty and bloody hands, Gu Xingge frowned.

Gu Xingge didn't want to touch his relatively clean black coat with his dirty hands.

He glanced at Lin Qi again, and after his eyes touched the gloves that were soiled by him, his expression paused slightly, and he remembered the scar on Lin Qi's hand that he had seen before. The reason why the other party kept wearing gloves must be because he did not want to expose his wounds to others.

In a certain aspect, the boy is still the clean, innocent and polite boy.

Killing someone with his own hands didn't change him.

He didn't want to trouble Lin Qi and expose the other party's scars to the sun.

Gu Xingge looked at the fat man next to him with clean hands.

The young man's voice was soft, and Gu Xingge shouted: "Can you help me pick up the things in my pocket?"

The fat man raised his eyes in astonishment and pointed at himself in disbelief: "Are you calling me?"

Seeing Gu Xingge nodding seriously, the fat man was a little amused.

It was exactly as he said, and he felt inside his pocket.

"Chocolate?" The fat man raised his eyebrows.

The young man nodded his head seriously, "Yes."

Glancing at his hands that were still dirty after being wiped, Gu Xingge was reluctant to get the chocolate dirty. But he was too embarrassed to let Fatty and Lin Qi feed him.

This is too squeamish.

He stretched out his hand, and the fat man put all three chocolates he took out into the boy's palm.

What he didn't expect was that the boy gave him one. The boy's eyes were curved at the end and his eyelids were a little bit wider. When he smiled, he was very bright and soft, showing a few small fangs. It was the warmth from the heart, "Thank you." help me."

He gave another one to Lin Qi next to him.

Finally, he grabbed his own chocolate.

The young man smiled awkwardly and sheepishly, as if he was embarrassed for giving himself such a simple gift.

With his face a little red, Gu Xingge said in a low voice: "Thank you for comforting me. I don't have anything to give you."

"Just a little bit of this."

"I hope you don't dislike it. Of course, it doesn't matter if you dislike it!" His face turned red, and he quickly added, "I'll find something delicious later and give it to you!"

The fat man looked down at the blood-stained chocolate in his palm.

I finally understand why this guy is so lovable.

Because it seems that as long as you comfort him and talk to him, he will naturally treat you as a friend.

I will also give you the only thing I have as a reply.

He is a pretty little boy who is a little thoughtful and super polite.

The fat man smiled and said, "I don't mind it. I just like sweets."

"Do you know how I got fat? I got it from eating fried chicken and candies before the end!"

Lin Qi looked at the young man quietly and nodded: "Yes, I don't mind."

This is all he can give.

The boy tore open the packaging bag, holding it carefully with his teeth so as not to touch the dirty packaging bag, and finally managed to eat it into his mouth, the taste of chocolate wafting between his lips and teeth.

His sweet expression relaxed, his lips pursed, and his clear eyes were as bright as stars falling.

So sweet.

like.

I heard the broadcast in my ears.

The man's voice slowly passed through the radio:

"Congratulations on passing the level, we enter the next round of the most critical game."