After a long time, there was another sound in the quiet carriage.

After sleeping again, Troy's spirit is much better than before.

He opened his eyes, looked sideways, and then saw Snoke leaning against the wall of the car next to him, with his eyes closed, he should be dozing off.

Troy thought he had gone out, but unexpectedly, he stayed here the whole time.

When he was quiet, Snoke seemed to be less evil than usual. His expression was calm, without sarcasm or coldness, which was much more pleasing to the eye.

The blond boy sat up slowly, the wound on his body no longer hurt so much.

Sitting in the car all the time is also not good, and the limbs will appear stiff and uncomfortable.

He leaned on the wall of the car and stood up softly, trying not to disturb Snoke who was sleeping next to him with his eyes closed.

He took a step and tried to walk a couple of times, but his legs were still trembling slightly, and he didn't have much strength to exert.

Troy is a little annoyed by this feeling, it will make him look very useless.

He hates all the powerless things, but sometimes he really looks like a waste.

The young man leaned on the wall of the car, his eyes were a little lost, he reluctantly walked to the door, stretched out his hand and was about to open the car door, but at this moment the carriage suddenly bumped, which made the young man who had not yet stood still startled, his eyes widened, and he lost his sight immediately. The center of gravity fell towards the back!

"boom!"

There was a small knocking sound.

He thought he would fall to Troy, but he didn't experience the pain he imagined.

Leaning his back against someone's chest, a hand wrapped around his waist from behind, holding him firmly in his arms.

The weak legs were a little weak, and the hand around his waist became Troy's only support point.

He paused, turned his head and looked at the person behind him in a little surprise, but unexpectedly, his thin and cool lips brushed against his cheek lightly!

At that moment, both of them were a little stunned.

Troy was about to leave subconsciously, but a trace of darkness flashed across Snoke's red eyes.

With strength in his arms, he didn't let go of the young man, but lowered his head, leaning towards his neck, with a low, hoarse voice, whispering in his ear, "Where were you going just now?"

"..."

Troy didn't like this posture. He pursed his lips and said displeasedly, "Go for a walk, let me go."

Unexpectedly, the young man behind him smiled softly, raised his eyebrows and said, "In your current situation, are you sure you can go out for a walk?"

Troy: "..."

The strength of his legs didn't recover much. Without support, he would walk staggeringly, like a big drunk man.

"Don't worry about it," he said with a bit of stubbornness in his voice, "I can hold a spear as a support, so stop talking nonsense and let me go first."

Hearing what he said, Snoke really let go of him, so Troy's standing center of gravity was suddenly pressed on those legs!

When the pain in his leg came, Troy hissed slightly, his brows furrowed.

Facing the gasping voice, Snoke seemed to laugh mockingly, "Brother Wang, if you can't do it, don't be brave."

"..." This naturally aroused Troy's stubborn temper.

The muscles in both legs were very sore, he endured the pain and tried to walk forward, and said coldly: "I can!"

The playful eyes fell on the boy's back, and he could feel Snoke's mocking eyes, as if he was waiting to see his own joke.

A flame rose in the blond boy's heart, and he wanted to prove himself even more.

He walked to the door with difficulty, and looked back at Snooker behind him coldly. There was a smile in the red pupils of the red-haired boy, and there was a little shimmer in the red pupils. They were magnificent and delicate, and a pair of beautiful eyes. Unfortunately, the emotions inside And what he expressed made Troy very upset.

He returned a firm and stubborn look, and the feeling of not admitting defeat and unwilling to show weakness in front of snooker came again.

Once he stopped evading, the pride he once had once again flooded his heart, and Troy didn't want to be looked down upon by Snoke even more.

He reached out to push the door open and walked to the pedal.

The carriage that is advancing is relatively smooth, and you can jump directly.

His blue pupils stared at the ground, he pursed his lips, supported the outer wall of the carriage with one hand, and clenched the other into a fist. After taking a deep breath, his pupils radiated an unyielding light, as if he really planned to jump off.

In the end, before it was too late, he was swept back into the carriage by a force behind him, and the door closed with a "bang"!

At this moment, my legs suddenly lost strength, and my muscles were so sore that I could no longer support myself!

Troy's legs gave way and he fell down. He was hugged tightly by the boy behind him, and the two of them fell to the ground together.

It's just that Troy leaned on the snooker, and he didn't hurt from the fall. The people behind him were on the mat, with their hands still around his waist.

"Alright, alright."

The red-haired boy said helplessly, "I believe you can."

Troy pursed his lips, not wanting to speak.

He pushed him angrily, but he couldn't move, so he could only say: "If you want to see me laugh, you don't have to beat around the bush like this."

"..."

Snoke Weidun, "Look at your joke?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice was a little cold, "Do you think I just want to see your jokes?"

Troy sneered, feeling irritable, and asked, "Isn't it?"

"..."

Suddenly, the world spun around in front of my eyes!

His pupils widened slightly, and the boy behind him pressed him hard on the wooden floor of the carriage!

The man leaned forward, grabbed Troy's gauze-wrapped wrist with his white hands, and pressed it to both sides of the young man's ears. His red eyes gave off a dark and deep chill, his red lips were slightly curved, and his arc was cold. He stared down at him from above. Leaning on the boy below him, his voice was mixed with a little anger that Troy could not understand, "You can vent your anger on me, but there is no need to embarrass yourself so much by venting your anger."

"Just now, you really planned to jump down, right?"

"I'm not mocking you, Troy, your legs haven't recovered to the point where they can jump."

"It's a real jump. You can't support it at all. You will fall hard. The carriage behind you can't even react, and it will just run over you."

"I said before, if you want to die, come to me, rather than die at someone else's hands, it's better to die in—" Snoke's words suddenly stopped.

He didn't go on.

"..."

"..."

In the carriage, the air was silent for a moment.

Troy pursed his lips and said nothing.

The blue pupils met Snoke's eyes, reflecting the young man's expression, and the meaning expressed in his red pupils, at this moment, actually made Troy flustered for a moment.

He deliberately ignored what he had faintly noticed, turned his head away, tried to calm down, took a deep breath and said, "I see, you get up."

"..."

Snoke's eyes darkened a little, his breathing became a little heavier, his burning eyes moved down, and fell on the slightly parted lips of the person below him.

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