Ango

Looking at the city from the 67th floor, everything becomes so small and insignificant, and all moving things are just slow crawling ants, simple and boring.

In fact they can be a part of it too.

Song Lin never thought about where he would really stop, perhaps because he has been growing up in the upheaval, and he knows that he is not a person who can stay in one place for a long time.He gets bored with the vibe of a place all too easily.

Not to mention settling in the crowd, he doesn't like being alone, but he hates being with the crowd even more.Injuries from the crowd terrified him until now.

But since Zheng Xuan said that he wants to settle down...

"I won't settle down."

Song Lin raised his head and said word by word, Zheng Xuan saw his eyes and understood his firmness.

Although he had foreseen this result, he still couldn't help but feel depressed.

"I have to see my loved ones."

Song Lin lowered his eyes. He remembered that this person had said something like "follow him" before, and he didn't know which sentence he should believe.

"I'll take a shower first."

Zheng Xuan put the note on the table, got up and left, Song Lin glanced at the note one last time, was stunned, and finally laughed.

There are two more words on it - I follow you.

Song Lin was very sleepy, but he couldn't sleep here, maybe because he subconsciously felt that they were being watched, so he always felt uneasy and uncomfortable everywhere.

Seeing him standing on the balcony with his head down, his head drooping, and looking listless, Zheng Xuan turned his head to think for a few seconds, took off his shirt, threw it aside, and walked to Song Lin's side in a few steps.

He pinched his chin, and before Song Lin had time to doubt, his lips were squeezed.He squinted his eyes, the man's muscles were smooth, not exaggerated, but very powerful, Song Lin was only in a trance for a few seconds, and when Zheng Xuan stretched out his hand to pull the curtain, he felt a pain in his lower lip.

Song Lin pulled a little distance away from him, pressed his forehead against his, and met his eyes, breathing intertwinedly.

"Remember your words."

Then seeing Zheng Xuan's eyes bent, Song Lin was stunned for a moment, this was the first time he saw this person's smile so clearly.

The next second he was pushed down on the bed.

"Depend on!"

The bed was very soft, Song Lin was still stunned by the fall, but his reaction was not slow, and he was about to get up immediately, when Zheng Xuan's hand pressed his shoulder.

"You do not trust me."

The breath that suddenly appeared in his ears made Song Lin forget about struggling.

He really didn't believe it, he could never fully trust a person.but now……

Whatever, he thought, it doesn't matter now.

Song Lin woke up feeling refreshed, but he was so hungry that he drank a cup of tea all day because of the "Mr."

"woke up."

Zheng Xuan sat on the side with his head down, not knowing what he was looking at. Seeing him sitting up, he got up and opened the curtains. The night outside the window made Song Lin startled.

There is no moon and no stars, but this night is not too dark, and the buildings one after another emit a little bit of light.

"Turn on the light?"

Seeing Song Lin nodding, Zheng Xuan turned on a lamp beside the bed, the brightness was just right, not dazzling.

What's wrong with that?Being one of those stars, Song Lin dressed slowly, checking to see if he had anything missing, while Zheng Xuan stood by and watched him put on his clothes without saying a word.

"Where's your previous clothes?"

Song Lin sat on the bed after getting dressed, looking up at Zheng Xuan.

"I put it in the city at the beginning."

It doesn't matter to Zheng Xuan whether he settles down or not, but he really doesn't want to stay in the new province.

After taking a shower, Song Lin felt only one feeling - hunger.

"Is there anything to eat?"

Song Lin walked barefoot in the room, the temperature inside the room was very comfortable, and the floor was covered with carpet.Zheng Xuan threw a coat to him.

"We have to go out and buy it, but we don't have the money."

Song Lin blinked, not quite understanding, Zheng Xuan stopped teasing him, and took out a bag of lunch boxes from somewhere.

"I asked the hotel to pack some meals before."

"Food?!"

He rushed to Zheng Xuan, eyes glued to the bag in his hand, and Zheng Xuan took the opportunity to mess up his hair.

It's food, but it's really rice and vegetables, two dishes and one soup. Song Lin hasn't seen such a well-organized dinner for at least ten years, and he didn't dare to start eating for a while.

"I never thought I would be able to eat this kind of food one day."

Song Lin stuffed the rice into his mouth, the soft taste made Song Lin feel very novel.

"have you eaten?"

"have eaten."

"What time is it?"

Zheng Xuan glanced at his watch and said, "Ten past nine."

"Is it so late?" Song Lin stared, almost choking.

"Would you like to go out for a walk?"

After taking the last bite of rice, Song Lin sighed contentedly, wiped his mouth, thought about Zheng Xuan's proposal, and happily agreed.

Put your bag on your back before you go.

People in the new province lived happily. Song Lin looked at the different people around him, it seemed that the war had never happened, and all the influences were hidden in the depths of the night.

Song Lin started to get tired after walking for a while. He obviously slept all afternoon, but by this time he felt tired.

He was parked under the overpass, the lights were dim, he squatted down, and when he looked up, there was a huge sign shining with light.

"Just talk about this place, do you want to stay? Zheng Xuan, tell me the truth."

Song Lin pointed at the light, few people would reject the warmth of the light.

Zheng Xuan was silent for a long time.

"……do not know."

He said he didn't know, indeed, Song Lin himself didn't know, he was at a loss, and suddenly felt that the bag on his back was heavy, giving him the illusion that he couldn't afford it.Stop, learn how the people here live, what they do, do what they do, dress well, eat food, maybe find a woman, have a group of children, and finally make this home and integrate with this city , birth, old age, sickness, and death.

Song Lin shrank his neck and stood up.

"Let's go back."

No, he can't live such a life, Song Lin thought, wandering is more suitable for him.

"it is good."

The two walked back slowly, all the way very silent.

The next day, someone came to ask them to "talk", and Song Lin wanted to laugh when he heard these two words.

It was the mayor of Huishi who met them. He had his hands behind his back. The moment he entered, everyone only saw his back.

"coming."

He turned around, obviously smiling, but there was no warmth.Facing this middle-aged man, Song Lin was a little stiff.

"Song Lin, long time no see."

He walked around behind the desk, sat down, and casually pointed to the two chairs in front of him.

There are three cups of hot tea on the table.

"I thought I would never see you again in this life."

He sighed, without a smile on his face, looking at the rising water vapor, he became stunned in front of the two of them.

It was as if they had suddenly returned to their era.

This person... Song Lin's body trembled slightly. He was one of the superiors of the research institute. After many years, Song Lin still remembered him. This memory was engraved into his flesh and blood, almost driving him crazy.

He saw this man holding a gun and blowing his father's head off with his own eyes. At that time, his eyes were also indifferent. Looking at their family was like looking at a pile of garbage.

"I didn't expect you to be alive."

This person's tone didn't seem to be a pity, nor a surprise. If he had to say it, it seemed that this fact made his life more interesting.He just casually glanced at Song Lin, and childhood memories flooded back, and the hairs on Song Lin's back stood on end.

This cold and manipulative madman.There are so many people in the institute, Song Lin only remembers him, and there are so many people chasing and killing them, Song Lin still only remembers him.

Wang Hong.

Song Lin's eyes were red.

In fact, Zheng Xuan was also very impressed with Wang Hong. This person was the one who drew up the isolation zone back then, and he was the one who came to persuade them to live in the isolation zone.

A very deceitful person, but also an exceptionally eye-catching person.

Now it seems that he and Song Lin also have a grudge.

"Did you bring it? Virus vaccine?"

He took a sip of tea unhurriedly, they both stood, and he didn't say anything else.

Song Lin didn't know what to say, even being in the same room with him made him feel extremely irritable, so he didn't say anything, and wanted to strangle him to death.

"Okay." Seeing that he didn't speak, Wang Hong just shrugged, and then asked Zheng Xuan, "What about you? Your name is Zheng Xuan, right? Are you okay?"

Zheng Xuan frowned and almost dragged Song Lin to sit down at the table.

"I'm here to find my relatives."

Wang Hong showed a clear expression, "Looking for relatives..."

It was the first time for Zheng Xuan to see such a face-changing person. Although he hadn't learned about it in detail before, it was only in his limited impression that Wang Hong was a fairly sincere person.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Song Lin spoke for the first time, his voice was cold, but his anger was suppressed.

"It seems that you hate me very much, just right, I don't have time to talk to you for too long."

He hooked his lips and straightened his cuffs, his slow look made people want to hit him,

"If it weren't for the fact that there is no experimental talent from back then, I don't think you will live to this time."

As an experimental talent back then, Song Lin thought of his father who died at gunpoint; his mother who ended up in pain forever;

Song Lin was blindfolded by the blood, and suddenly couldn't help it.

I don't want to bear it.

The sound of the chair bottoming out was particularly harsh.

He hit Wang Hong.

Although he only punched him, Zheng Xuan hugged him.He didn't know that he was trembling, his eyes were blood red, and he only felt that he was about to explode.

Zheng Xuan didn't know that Song Lin would be so impulsive one day, and was worried.

Wang Hong and his chair fell to the ground, and after coming over for a while, he staggered up covering his face, and let out a "pooh" to the side.

Zheng Xuan dragged Song Lin far away, watching him warily.

"Oh," Wang Hong rubbed his face, unable to see his expression clearly, only heard him laugh, "It was pretty hard."

"Why, do you think I'm a murderer?"

The silence in the reception room was extremely depressing, and no one rushed in after such a big commotion.

"Ha, I am indeed." He lifted his chair, straightened his clothes and sat down, as if nothing had happened, "I know that's the impression you have, and you will always find someone to hate."

He stared at that woman's offspring, almost mocking, Song Lin, heh, he really looks like her, but his tone is seductive.

"Do you want to listen to what I have to say? Do you have the courage to let yourself have no one to hate?"