Above the Ruins [End Times]

Walk with them.

You Wei moved a little bit to block the line of sight that Leng Mo might look at Za Yu or Za Yu might look at Leng Mo, still full of hostility: "It's true that you can help, but who knows if you will betray."

In front of Leng Mo, he unconsciously began to pretend, and also turned into angry words like a child.Even though Leng Mo already knew what he really was like, he subconsciously didn't want to show his cruel side—even if he really wanted the guy in front of him to die.

"If I dare to betray..." the brown-haired man gave the answer that Youwei wanted, "Just kill me. It doesn't matter how you want to deal with it. If you betray, no matter how you are treated There will be complaints."

"Ah, that's what you said." The cold light in the blue eyes was hidden in his eyes, and he narrowed his eyes, "Mutant beast bait, follow up."

"Then let's go home! Lenmo!"

【60. Singing】

"So you're here." Leng Mo walked a few steps to You Wei's side, and sat down.He looked up at what he was looking at in front of him.

is the sky.A gray and stagnant sky that makes people disgusted and boring for no reason.

They were two completely different colors from the ones I had seen in my dream.

A day ago, Lengmo, Liuhuo, and Zayu, led by Youwei, led people back for Sima, and arrived at the place where Youwei was—the so-called base camp of the rebels.

I don't know where the news of those people gathered here came from in such a short period of time, and I don't know why they came.All in all, a considerable number of free ability users and many ordinary people have gathered here.And participated in the construction of its base, adding bricks and tiles to the sudden appearance of the base.And these people are all under the unified management of the priest named Deng.

As for the titular leader, Youwei, what he did during the period when his memory was blank seems to be known by many people, and the people who contributed to the flames were the two women who looked at the unattractive Aya and Sima—and, the system .

After all, I still hope that Youwei can complete the path that should be taken. After all, the system does not know when it will release another task. It can add some help, and the system is happy to help.

It's just that whether Youwei likes this is out of her scope of consideration, and whether she is willing to accept it is not something the system can manage.What the system does is just want to give the best to Youwei, and the desire to let that child get all the best is not much worse than that of Lenmo.

And the current location they are in is the top floor of the most important building in this rising base, the rooftop.

"Leng, Lengmo?" The black-haired boy showed an expression of astonishment caught off guard, "You, why did you come here?"

This base is actually what Youwei exchanged with the system.It's not quite right to say that, maybe it should be said that it is a reward for completing the mission that announced the war against the ability, and it is something to prepare for the follow-up mission.In other words, this base is under the control and monitoring of the system and is absolutely safe.

It's late at night.At this moment, Lengmo should be resting.The person who should have fallen asleep now found him here.

"Because I didn't see you in your room, so I went to find Deng. Deng said you should be on the top floor, and then I came over." Seriously answering Youwei's question, the dark eyes that were usually calm as water brought Kind of tender, "Would you mind having a late-night parent-child talk? Youwei."

"..." His eyes flickered, and the other protagonist present touched his nose a little uncomfortably, "Talking about... what?"

There was such a conversation once, after the young Youwei made a near-fatal mistake because of his naughtiness and was rescued by Leng Mo desperately.It was also late at night.The little devil who thought he would be taught a bad lesson was comforted gently in the end.Obviously he was the one who almost killed himself and almost killed Leng Mo.But he was treated very gently, and he just talked for a long time.

But this time is different.

This time, Leng Mo definitely wanted to talk about his changes—but this was something that Youwei was unwilling to mention.

He was not scolded, but that behavior made him feel even more uncomfortable.

"Huh, remember? That song I sang to you when you were a child." Leng Mo sat beside the black-haired boy, with a rare touch of nostalgia in his tone.

A different opening than expected.

"Remember, remember..." The two heads, which also had black hair, were very close together, as was the body.This made Youwei's body stiff for a moment, but this stiffness was quickly replaced by the same thoughts.

"You said that it was sung to you by your adoptive father when you were younger, to coax you, and also to commemorate his father and son who died young. The first time you sang it to me When I listened to it, it was that time...the time when I almost killed you, to comfort me...your voice trembled because of tension and pain..."

"It's rare that you still remember so clearly." I don't know why I was a little happy when I was surprised. It seems that the experience had a serious impact on this child.The black-eyed young man put aside such happy thoughts, settled his thoughts, and continued what he wanted to say, but his ears turned slightly red from embarrassment, "Do you want me to sing it to you again? Although it's been a long time sang..."

"Can you?" was interrupted by a joyful and jumping voice, but the owner of the voice became depressed in the next second, "Actually, Lingmo can punish me directly. Any punishment should be done. Why do you treat me so well..."

"Ah, because it's you."

An unintentional sentence made the restless boy who lowered his head raise his eyes.

"For you, there is nothing difficult to do, and there is nothing impossible to do. So, don't cry. What happened at that time has long passed. Now you, because it is you, so you can forgive everything you do — that's how it is to me. So, don't cry."

Is Weiwei crying?No.At least not on the surface.But Leng Mo still said this, he gently comforted the nervous and sweaty teenager.

"I didn't cry. Now, let's sing it to Youwei, that song. Youwei wants to hear Lingmo sing such a gentle sentence to me again." His palms were pressed on the ground where he was sitting, and his fingers were also tense. The tension even caused small gaps visible to the naked eye to appear on the ground.

"Ah. I see. Got it."

Following Youwei's words, the black-haired young man closed his eyes, and let out a shallow and clumsy voice from his throat.

The night wind blows.

The raised hair slowly fell down again, the pendant on the neck shone with light, and the lips that opened and closed gradually deepened the clear and transparent royal blue.

The slender fingers touched the window sill unconsciously, and the boy with pink irises standing in front of the window sill quietly closed his eyes looking towards an unknown distance.

The boy with pale golden eyes opened his empty pupils, and met the flaxen pupils who had stopped working, and both of them smiled at the same time.

A lullaby for kids...?

Being held in the arms of the blood-soaked boy felt as if his body was about to burn.For the first time, the young child couldn't help but shed tears, whimpered, and couldn't speak a word.When he was weak, he could only face this gray world and shivered helplessly, and he showed this cowardly appearance in front of the opponent without reservation.

Then the terrified boy—a half-grown child who was not much older than a young child, was crying himself, his pupils were dilated from fear, and his body was trembling to the point where he could barely stand, yet he knelt down and beat him to death into his arms.He reached out to rub his head, then forced a smile, and sang a song that he was not very familiar with.

With trembling, with fear, with joy, with comfort, with firmness, with longing, with longing, with love and compassion.

It was a song more gentle than tears.

Now, the song is heard again.

There is no smell of blood and scorched earth, but an ancient and long melody.

A translucent phantom appeared behind the two of them.Tilting her head, long hair like a crow's feathers hangs down, and the female shadow whose bare feet are a centimeter above the ground puts her hands behind her back, and she seems to stand on tiptoe down-to-earth.She walks on the ground, turning in circles.

The white skirt fluttered, accompanied by the subtle, almost inaudible sound of chains colliding.With a system full of smiles, her mouth shape and edge ink match perfectly.

The pain of losing the dearest and dearest child—it should be pain, but at this moment, it is not pain, only the pure joy of finding it again—the joy of having the most precious treasure returned to me— — from the heart.

It is the common aspiration of the system and Lengmo.

—Dear baby, don't be afraid.Because I am by your side.Even if you become like this, I'm by your side.I will not withdraw from your life until you no longer need my presence.

Standing behind Youwei who was staring at Leng Mo, the finger that reached out to caress the other's cheek directly penetrated the solid body.Can't touch it, but it doesn't matter.The system's blue eyes became more moist, and he stared at the two people who were leaning together with a smile.

——I found you, Youwei, don't be afraid.It's all right, it's all right.No matter what happens, no matter what you become