Cold Blade of Doom

Consciousness seems to be floating in a white mist. There is a vast expanse of whiteness in front of my eyes, and all I can touch is the erratic mist.

No wind, no rain, no hail that fell suddenly.

She was a little greedy for this kind of tranquility, so she couldn't help closing her eyes to feel it.The faint smile on his mouth became confused as the fog gradually became thicker and wider.

Gradually, she realized something was wrong, and opened her eyes with some doubts. There was no... smell?

Not even the smell of the wind, nor the always abundant water vapor with her.

……

Opening his eyes suddenly, a scene immediately changed in front of him.Bamboo, bamboo everywhere, bamboo walls, bamboo floors, bamboo baskets and even the bed are made of bamboo, covered with a bamboo mat, and covered with a soft back, warming Baili Zui's body.

"woke up?"

Baili Zui looked to the side, and saw the girl in black sitting there quietly, and saw her eyes bent when she looked over, showing an undisguised smile with perpetually bewildered innocent eyes.She reached out and touched Baili Zui's forehead, the simple movement seemed to be done countless times by her, so natural and intimate.

A somewhat rough and cold hand was placed on his forehead, the familiar feeling made Bai Li Zui feel dazed for a while, and his eyes became erratic.

When she was very young, she was still a very weak girl, her palms were too small to hold even thicker branches, and she always wanted to cry in the gloomy and dark mountains and forests, but she didn't dare to suffer. Lai Beast looked at Mo aggrievedly with tears in his eyes.

Now that I think about it, it turned out that Mo was very small at that time, a small ball, not taller than her, but Mo, who was so petite and could only use very thin branches as weapons, was like a calm and omnipotent adult. Protecting her behind her gave her a very deep warmth. During those years of traveling in the mountains and forests, she always followed Mo closely, holding her clothes tightly.Later, their clothes became tattered, so Mo took her by the hand and walked through the mountains and forests, avoiding beasts and looking for food at the same time.

At that time, although she was afraid, she did not flinch. Mo always stood in front of her, and the girl who still smelled of milk was already used to the blood. Dazed but powerfully hugged in her arms, although she couldn't completely resist the cold, her heart always felt very warm.Compared to the past, compared to the days when I was alone here looking at the dead bodies and the hideous forests, the days when there was Mo, everything is good.

The kind of warmth that was not given to her, later she understood that it was called a sense of security, and it was called emotion.Later, she was full of hope of infinite survival, which was the desire for survival that Mo taught her when she was a child. During many painful trainings, she wanted to give up countless times, but every time she finished it by gritting her teeth and swallowing blood. Later, Then those became commonplace, and nothing could stop her.

She never saw Mo again.

At this time, the familiar hand repeated the familiar movement. She was no stranger to Mo's hand, who often had a fever in the past. Every time Mo touched her forehead and told her that the fever was not very high, and that she just needed to eat more meat, she would be fine. He believed in her so much and relied on her as a matter of course.

Could it be that Mo acted too indifferently and quietly? Later, many years later, she realized that Mo at that time was just a child not much older than her, but she relied on Mo so naturally, and Mo was also very dedicated. Protecting her thoroughly, never willing to let her suffer a little harm.For some unknown reason, she gradually became indifferent like Mo, so indifferent but always doing her best to do everything well, while protecting those under her wings.

But she is not Mo after all, she can't learn Mo's misty eyes every time he looks around in a daze, she can't do Mo's indifference to human life, of course she is not Mo, she is her, Bailizui.

At this time, Mo was sitting next to her, still so quiet and misty, with eyes that were always covered with mist but had such an indifferent gaze. Many times she was thinking, in fact, only people like Mo are clean. Stained with blood but the heart is still the heart of a child, Liuli does not stain magazines.

"Well, it's all right." Mo concluded.

She smiled playfully, and her heart was full of the warmth of Zui returning to her. After so many years of being together, Zui has already been a part of her life. Without Zui, her life is incomplete. Now Zui is by her side, she feels I finally came alive.

Zui always said that he had protected her for too long, and that he owed her too much, but Mo felt that it was Zui who gave her the mood to live.She has been indifferent and indifferent to everything since she was a child, and sometimes forgets how to get home when she is walking on the road, she always muddles along.But after being thrown into the trial field, she met Zui by chance. At that time, the little Zui was very pitiful, pitiful, and this was the first time she felt her own emotions.

She always said that drunkenness is her thing, but only she knows that drunkenness has never been as simple as an appendage to her. She has seen many vines living on trees in the mountains, and she feels that she is such a creature. Only by relying on others can she survive. She doesn’t feel like a vine without bones. To her, Bailizui is like a bridge to communicate with the world. Only by relying on her can she take root and grow like a vine. Only then did I know, oh , It turns out that happiness is like this, heartache is like that, and longing is like... * * bone erosion.

"Hungry? I'll get you something to eat."

Taking out the food that has been prepared from the kitchen, seeing the vegetarian but fragrant food on it, and seeing that Mo also brought a pair of bowls and chopsticks for himself to eat very naturally, Bai Lizui blurted out: "Don't you like to eat?" Meat?"

Mo put down the chopsticks near his mouth, thought for a while, and said blankly, "I haven't eaten for a long time. I have been a vegetarian for these years." Because you are a vegetarian.

Baili Zui was in a trance again.

On the day when she leaves Mo every year, she will also get a jug of beer wine and a large barbecue, which will be divided into two parts, one for herself and one for her who is not around.Mo is not a vegetarian, although when she is extremely hungry, she will grab the edible bitter plants that she has learned from her long-term accumulation and eat them, but as long as she can find other food, she will not touch the plants.She doesn't like plants that are extremely bitter, but relatively speaking, it is difficult for her to eat meat after seeing the disgusting conditions of countless corpses.

However, after leaving Mo, it seems that in order to maintain a relationship with each other, she began to eat meat, and the body that had been emaciated due to malnutrition slowly recuperated. Later, she gradually understood that Mo killed the enemy one moment and the next. The fact that she can still eat rabbits against corpses is precisely because her heart is pure and untainted, because she regards this as a rule and does not regard those human lives as sins. In her opinion, the rules have been given and the last person will live.Then since other people have accepted the rules to kill her, it is not surprising that she killed them instead.

In her world, one is one and two is two.

But Bailizui doesn't know that in Mo's world, one is one and two is two, but Bailizui is Bailizui.

It is the last tenderness in her heart and the only change in her world.

Seeing Mo again, Mo has been a vegetarian for many years, and she has had no meat or sex for many years.Chewing the vegetables in his mouth drunk, he suddenly smiled wryly.

Chewing the vegetables in his mouth drunk, he suddenly smiled wryly.