I'm the only human in the whole community

"I think..." Yan Qing put these words in his mouth and asked, "What are you doing?"

At this time, the wind happened to blow, and the black sweater was clinging to his body, making the young man look a little skinny and pitiful. The cold sweat on Wu Ling's forehead soaked his curly hair, and the half-dried hair stuck to his forehead.

Yan Qing lowered his eyes, curled his fingers lightly a few times, walked to Wu Ling's side, and squatted down.

Wu Ling held a handful of smelly leaves in his hand. He closed his eyes and turned his head sideways, waiting for the final blow. However, Yan Qing didn't do anything. He looked at him with moist and innocent eyes and said: " I don't need to kill you, but in exchange, you can't tell Lu Yao about me."

"You'd better kill me." Wu Ling said, "How long have you been in the WTO? Have you ever had friends? Friends should be honest with each other. The corpse driver has traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers, and walks day and night. Things stopped, but I stopped because of Lu Yao."

He looked at the boy and added: "I will not hide anything from him."

Yan Qing was stunned there.

Neither of the two spoke.

Wu Ling felt that he was going to die. His head was full of glutinous rice dumplings, tofu brains, Chongqing hot pot and beef noodles at the gate of the community. These things went through his mind again and again, which gave him courage in such a tense situation. Swallow a mouthful of saliva.

He thought to himself that it was not without any concealment. He had lied to Lu Yao about one thing, and he would have told the truth if he had known about it—in fact, when he went to eat noodles today, he was not full at all.

Yan Qing stood up and said, "Let's go."

Wu Ling: "..."

Wu Ling stretched out his hand to stroke his hair. Most people would use their brains to think about it and there was nothing wrong with it, but he stood up like a normal person, patted the dirt on his buttocks, turned around and said tentatively: "I Are you really gone?"

The boy was like a stone sculpture, sitting there with his back facing him, without moving for a long time.Wu Ling couldn't help but take a few more glances. He was clearly in charge of the initiative, but sitting there alone now made people feel uncomfortable.

He stood for a while, then went away.

Not long after, he rushed back again, carefully discussing with Yan Qing: "You go back with me first, Lu Yao told me to take you back, it hurts a lot when he beat someone."

Yan Qing said, "Really? He never hit me."

Wu Ling showed an expression of disbelief: "Impossible! There is no one in this world who has met Lu Yao and has not been beaten by him!"

Yan said lightly, "I'm not human."

He looked at Wu Ling and wanted to persuade him, and couldn't help feeling agitated.

He rarely feels this way, most of the time he just looks down at the road in front of him, answers when people ask, and passes by without asking, he is not pretending to be mysterious, but he just doesn't know how to use a' People' identity, to talk to people.

A few months ago, Yun Jiang was killed, the Gu field collapsed, and the shattered corpses of the Gu worms were piled up and sunk into the fault of Meili Snow Mountain. He stood up from the sea of ​​blood naked, and his long black hair looked like a tiny Like a snake, it stuck to his tattooed back. It was near dusk, and the extremely saturated sunlight shone on his body, like a piece of fine and shining gold, but he was a little dazed.

It was the first time he had... seen sunlight.

He doesn't know how to communicate with people, and he doesn't know how to express his likes and dislikes.

And this turmoil, which seemed like a new life to him, was a disaster that was about to bring catastrophe to the Miao people outside.He walked out of the snow-capped mountains barefoot, and when he entered the jungle, hundreds of strong and muscular Miao people were already waiting there, holding handmade bows and arrows and swordsmen.