Turning point

Yesterday, Mu Beidou was busy saving people, so he hadn't carefully observed the person's appearance.Although he has long blond hair, and his eyes and complexion have European characteristics, his face and facial features are more oriental, and he looks like a mixed race.

Moreover, with slanted eyebrows, piercing eyes, and a straight nose, he looks quite in line with his definition of handsome.

...No no no, that's not the point.

The point is... no matter how you look at it, it looks familiar.

Have you seen it before?But for a person who looks like this, it is reasonable to have an impression after seeing him, after all, he is not a popular face.

Besides, the other party probably didn't know him either.

Not boasting, just this white hair, how many people who have seen him can forget it?

What's going on? It's not like we met in the previous life, right?

Unable to figure out why, Mu Beidou simply started teasing himself in his heart.However, the thoughts in his mind didn't show at all on his face, and he remained expressionless.On the contrary, the young man was stared at a little strangely, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Mu Beidou regained his composure, realizing that his behavior was a little disrespectful, "No, it's nothing." He changed the subject with some embarrassment, "Your own clothes are still here, I haven't touched them." He gestured to the table with his eyes Next, "Do you want me to burn it for you?"

"No need, I'll just do it myself."

Seeing that the other party refused decisively, Mu Beidou was not surprised at all. He knew that there might be something hidden in it, so he deliberately left it as it was.

Moreover, it was just to change the subject.Mu Beidou seemed to have no intention of saying: "By the way, yesterday was urgent, and I haven't had time to introduce myself. My name is Mu Beidou."

"Master Mu." The young man nodded, and then there was no further text.

"..." Well, we really can't expect a guy of unknown origin to report his true identity.Mu Beidou said helplessly, "Even if you don't tell me your name, at least let me know how to call you."

Silence, again silence.

Just when Mu Beidou was about to give up and wanted to change the subject, the young man suddenly said, as if a little compromised, "...Zheng. Call me Zhen."

"Okay, Mr. Zhen." Mu Beidou felt that it didn't look like a fake name after struggling for so long, and he felt a little happy in his heart that he was trusted.Of course, there was no disturbance on the face.

"No, just call the array." His face seemed to contort for a moment, and then he sighed helplessly.

"Yeah." Mu Beidou nodded, looked up at his watch, got up and said, "I'll get you a meal." At this time, Uncle Mu should have brought the meal to the dining room.

Looking at the inexplicably brisk back of the boy, Kurosawa Jin really found it funny.

Although he looks reticent and unkind, in fact he is probably not good at words, and spends most of his time and energy on medical and martial arts, so he seems a little cold and alienated, and he is still a child at heart.

Such an innocent and kind son of a wealthy family, without the protection of his family, would sooner or later be devoured to the point where not even his bones remained.

But what does that have to do with me?Kurosawa thought nonchalantly.Anyway, I just need to recover from my injuries and leave here.

However, there is really no comparison between people...Junior high school, he should be at the age of junior high school, what was I doing when I was this old?Kurosawa lay on the bed, his eyes were empty, and he was lost in thought.

black.Nothing but black, or black.

And, of course, the sweet smell of blood.

The author has something to say: Second update, make up yesterday's post~ (Obviously it's still very short...)