Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

Chapter 113 But I'm Afraid

Zhang Qiling breathed a sigh of relief while being thankful that his brother was rescued. However, Hei Xiazi, who was sitting next to him, thought that Zhang Qiling was not sleeping well and was sighing even in his dream.

So Hei Xia Zi patted Zhang Qiling gently, his palm moving down from Zhang Qiling's neck to his back. His warmth was clearly felt by Zhang Qiling even through the quilt.

The black bear is so gentle.

After being comforted by Hei Xia Zi like coaxing a child, Zhang Qiling's mind became even more wavering. His brain told him that one day, he would have to be brave and accept Qi's concern and the ups and downs of the world with an open mind.

But the twitching empty heart said, you are still unable to solve the current predicament and confusion, how can you make Qi more worried?

He and Qi witnessed the death of eleven people, and glimpsed the tragic past of the Yan brothers, Xiao Cun who was always covered by Yan Guang's sugar-coated bullets, and Zhang Qiling, Wu Yu and Fatty who were disabled after many twists and turns in their search for him...

Even Qi almost died, didn't he?

The more Zhang Qiling thought about it, the more he felt that he could not bear the shared ability and the road paved by countless people's deaths. He even felt his steps were so weak when he stepped on it. How could he talk about something that would implicate others in the next second?

How could he possibly confess these things to Qi? !

What if Qi also becomes a player in this unknown chess game, and in the end... there is no end.

Once Qi knew everything, he would have no future at all. Neither Yan Guangshan nor Yan Xiaonan would allow someone who knew too many things to survive in this world.

Zhang Qiling's thoughts were extreme and neurotic now. He couldn't help but shrink his body into the quilt again and again. The way he curled up didn't look like he was lying in a comfortable environment at all.

He seemed to be avoiding those invisible sharp blades, trying to shrink his size as small as possible. At the same time, his movements also avoided the hand that was coming down again from Hei Xia Zi.

I am a disaster, a curse,

My closeness and dependence, my care and compassion,

All is false,

I will kill everyone.

Why wasn't I the one who died?

Why not me!!!

Hei Xia Zi was stunned for a moment before realizing that Zhang Qiling was not asleep at all. He reached out for the quilt covering the other person, trying to turn Zhang Qiling's face towards himself.

But Zhang Qiling resisted and pulled the quilt, like a child who was angry and struggling with adults for some unknown reason.

"Qi?" Hei Xia Zi pulled a few more times. His current condition did not allow him to use too much strength, so his eyes rolled around behind his sunglasses and he came up with a good idea.

The next second, Hei Xia Zi hissed in pain, he withdrew his hand, and in an instant the lower half of his face was hanging. I'm in bitter pain, but I'm strong. Don't worry about me. I'm smiling happily.

His trick of inflicting pain on himself actually worked very well on Zhang Qiling.

When Zhang Qiling heard his painful sighs, she pulled up the quilt, turned over, covered the lower half of her face, and stared at him with her eyes wide open.

"Where does it hurt?" Zhang Qiling asked the key point.

Hei Xiazi came over and spread out his hand wrapped in a thin layer of gauze pitifully, "My hand hurts, it hurts so much that tears are coming out, Qi, you have become bad... You actually let a blind man like me fight with you, a sober person, for the quilt. It would be strange if my hand doesn't hurt..."

It was rare for Hei Xia Zi to act like such a spoiled child, but Zhang Qiling was confused when he heard it. Perhaps it was because of his stubborn brain that he could not handle such emotional remarks from the other party, so he blinked and didn't know how to respond for a long time.

"So... Qi, shouldn't you think about what kind of compensation you should give me?" Seeing that Zhang Qiling didn't respond, Hei Xia Zi asked for reward and continued the topic.

Moreover, Hei Xia Zi deliberately emphasized the word "compensation" and slightly dragged out the ending tone. His every frown and smile did not show any sign of pain.

It was Zhang Qiling who finally poked his whole face out from under the quilt when he heard this. There was a clear flash of regret in his eyes. He stood up and gently lifted Hei Xiazi's hand over and over with his fingertips, as if to check the other party's injuries. He didn't notice Hei Xiazi's deliberately poor acting skills at all, but foolishly believed it.

Maybe, it's because this person is Qi.

So when he dealt with Hei Xia Zi, he always had an inexplicable absolute trust in him.

Zhang Qiling did not let go of Heixiazi's hand, touching several good spots on the other's skin. He lowered his eyes very seriously, not knowing whether he was worried about Heixiazi or considering whether he should really give the other party some practical compensation.

Hei Xiazi looked at Zhang Qiling's thoughtful expression and laughed out loud. He rubbed the top of his head with his hand and said, "You are so absorbed in thinking that you probably can't figure it out. Then let me decide the conditions for compensation, okay?"

Hearing that the matter had been resolved, Zhang Qiling nodded and motioned for the other party to continue.

"Then I want to ask you for something, just agree to it, okay?" Hei Xiazi said with a smile.

Zhang Qiling agreed without thinking, "Okay."

"Eat well, don't just eat chocolate." Hei Xia Zi actually made a request that couldn't be any smaller.

But who would have thought that Zhang Qiling, who was being patted on the head, looked up and tilted his head in confusion, "What to eat?"

He seemed to be asking me what I could eat.

Zhang Qiling is a man who likes to keep his words to himself. If Hei Xia Zi had not spent some time with him, an outsider would probably not understand what Zhang Qiling was saying.

"You are in a condition where you cannot eat meat or food with a lot of oil and salt. Just drink some porridge." Hei Xia Zi withdrew his hand from Lu Qimao Maotou and prepared to press the bell beside the bed to order food.

Who knew that Zhang Qiling was actually a fool? He stopped Hei Xiazi's behavior and said four words in his mouth, "Compressed biscuits."

It seems like he wants to eat this thing.

"There are so many delicious foods on the ground, why do you choose to eat something so choking?" Hei Xia Zi paused and asked patiently.

Zhang Qiling pulled his hand away, as if he was not the one who had just held down Hei Xia Zi, and replied blankly, "He said that biscuits are good for filling up your stomach."

It was rare that Zhang Qiling said so much, which directly aroused Hei Xiazi's interest.

"Who is he?" Hei Xia Zi asked.

Zhang Qiling, who was being asked the question, seemed to be indecisive. He glanced at Hei Xiazi's face, and then realized that he was just simply curious, so he answered, "Fatty."

Before Hei Xia Zi could reply, he seemed to have suddenly become clear-headed, and continued to utter a few more words, as if he said whatever he thought of.

Zhang Qiling's eyes were surprisingly bright as he counted the preferences of the three members, "Fatty likes to eat goose legs... Wu Yu likes goose wings... Qi Ling likes to eat goose heads..."

"They only let you eat these? So you think these are the only things you can eat?!" Hei Xia Zi finally understood something, "So you don't know that you can eat things other than chocolate, compressed biscuits and geese!"

Zhang Qiling didn't know what to say, so he lowered his eyes and obediently let Hei Xiazi scold and explain to him. But in the end, he still said something without getting discouraged.

"Compressed biscuits." Zhang Qiling was very persistent and drew a big circle with his hand, "Stewed goose in an iron pot."

I have taught you in vain...

Hei Xia Zi held his forehead in pain. The scene was interrupted by Yan Bucun who came rushing over.

Yan Bucun's face seemed to be even paler, even all the blood color had faded away. He stood at the door with difficulty like a corpse struggling to support itself, holding a new meal in his hand. When Hei Xiazi saw him approaching, he realized that the food in the bowl this time was not lean meat porridge, but egg custard that looked fresh, fragrant and tender.

"I understand. I'll prepare some compressed biscuits and stewed goose in an iron pot for Brother Qi Ling later." Yan Bucun stuffed the egg custard in his hand into Hei Xia Zi's hand, and tried to push the other away with his butt.

But Hei Xia Zi had learned his lesson. He sat still and said, "Chef Yan, what you said sounds good. Why don't you hurry up and prepare to take my seat here?"

"Who is the chef? What are you talking about..." Yan Bucun blurted out, but he expected something the next moment, "Do you know that I cooked it?"

Hei Xiazi smiled cunningly, scooped a big mouthful of the egg custard with the spoon in the bowl, and put it into his mouth. He was intoxicated by the deliciousness. He put down the bowl, patted Yan Bucun's shoulder, and raised his chin forward, motioning for the other party to go out and talk.

Zhang Qiling, who had not yet reacted, was still thinking about the compressed biscuits and the goose stewed in an iron pot. Naturally, he did not understand the undercurrent between the two of them. He just watched Hei Xiazi and Yan Bucun walk out with their arms around each other like good brothers.

As soon as he walked out the door, Hei Xia Zi closed it and even walked all the way to the space on the second floor before stopping.

Yan Bucun couldn't bear it any longer and immediately pushed Hei Xiazi away. He wiped the fabric on his right shoulder with a handkerchief in disgust, as if Hei Xiazi was some dirty thing.

"Don't you think it's a bit strange that you take care of Qi yourself?" Hei Xia Zi naturally saw Yan Bucun's actions, but his teasing was always directed at his good friends. When he met someone who was both his enemy and his friend, he would directly expose the truth.

Sure enough, Yan Bucun paused in his wiping motion. He twisted one end of the handkerchief, his expression instantly turning cold, "Does this have anything to do with you?"

This guy seems to have a habit of twisting things when he's nervous.

"As far as I know, you revealed your identity as Yan Guangshan, ah no, Yan Ran's nephew, and Yan Xiaonan is Yan Ran's brother. You are Yan Xiaonan's biological son, so you should be in the same group with both of them. Even if you are only helping one side unilaterally, from Yan Ran's perspective, you need to help him catch Qi, and from Yan Xiaonan's perspective, you need to help him save Qi."

While Hei Xia Zi was analyzing, he slumped lazily in the soft chair, the tips of his slippers unconsciously tapping the ground, and he looked down at everyone with a condescending look, even feeling that he was the master of the house.

Then, Hei Xia Zi rubbed the gauze on his palm impatiently, rubbing off the scab that had finally formed underneath. He simply let go and continued to ask casually without looking up, "But I didn't wait for you to help Yan Ran, nor did I wait for Yan Xiaonan to confirm that Qi was safe. I really don't understand the entanglement and plan between the two of them and you. How about you be kind enough to tell me more, so that I can help you, right?"

"Don't touch the wound for now, otherwise it will easily leave a scar... My position is relatively complicated. If you want to listen, I can tell you, but not now." Yan Bucun looked at him exposing his scar, put the handkerchief back into his windbreaker pocket, and turned to get the medical kit.

Hei Xiazi didn't care at all, "What's wrong with leaving scars? I'm not a girl." He tore the itchy area thoroughly, and the blood kept flowing, but he seemed to feel nothing, "You all in the Yan family use sign language, Yan Xiaonan is one of them, and your son is like him... I'm speechless."

"Yeah, I am like him. Actually, I am not very talkative." Yan Bucun was not angry after being scolded. Instead, he put on medical gloves, squatted down and carefully unwound the gauze on Hei Xiazi, and reapplied medicine. "There are too many things we are involved in. It can't be explained in a few words. You have to build up some tension for the truth to come."

"Don't change the subject, let's get to the point." The powder made Hei Xia Zi even more itchy. He raised his hand to scratch it again, but was pushed back by Yan Bucun's hand.

Yan Bucun moved his disturbing hand away and tied a beautiful bow for the final finishing touches. "It is very dangerous to let people other than my father and uncle know about this. Do you understand? You are muddying the waters by coming in, and you may even lose your life. How come you don't seem to be afraid of anything?"

The black bear replied, "I'm not afraid."

"But I'm afraid." Yan Bucun choked, "I'm afraid of death."

"What do you fear have to do with me? I have anticipated this outcome from the beginning. You are monsters who have lived for more than a thousand years, and I am a madman who has lived for more than a hundred years. What if I die? Aren't Yan Ran and Yan Xiaonan also not afraid of death? At worst, both sides will die, and no one will get anything good." Hei Xiazi pushed Yan Bucun away, his face gloomy:

"As for you, I'm not interested. I just want to figure out what I want to know. What I want to do should not be within Mr. Yan's consideration, right?"

"My father is right, you are very smart and have a silver tongue." Yan Bucun's voice was clear and generous when he praised people. Even the movement of packing up the medicine box was normal and fast without any pause, as if the person who said he was afraid just now was not him.

"He said he couldn't tell you anything, but I think you're a great partner. I admire your courage. I'll tell you what you want, but you have to promise me that we need to work towards a common goal."

"Mr. Yan, I don't have much patience, so I suggest you speak quickly." Hei Xia Zi answered with gritted teeth, not sure if it was because of the effect of the medicine or if he was simply not in a good mood.

Yan Bucun looked around and dragged Hei Xia Zi to a completely enclosed white inner room, which was the space behind the door that Zhang Qiling had tried his best to climb to.

Hei Xia Zi looked at Yan Bu Cun Luo Suo quietly, and thought that the other party was going to kill him to silence him. However, who knew that this person just came close to him and told a very compassionate story in a calm voice.

"We were once a family connected by blood, but later split up due to the issue of immortality, and gradually evolved into a mutual restraint between the three forces with different positions..."

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