Dawn After Darkness of Doom

Sitting on the swivel chair, Mo Yin gently wiped the pitch-black body of the gun with a handkerchief. The dim light of the desk lamp shone on his side face, and the perfect lines were like finely carved handicrafts.

The half-covered door was knocked twice, and then Qi Min pushed the door open, "Are you still asleep?"

"You didn't sleep either." Mo Yin turned the chair to face him, with his back to the light source, the expression on his face was a little unclear, "You came here to visit my room?"

Hearing the gloomy tone in his tone, Qi Min took two steps forward and stopped in front of him, glanced at the chair he was sitting on, "Are you really going to spend the night on the chair?"

"What? You came to invite me to live with you?" Mo Yin raised his hand and pointed the gun at him. Seeing the other party's expression was flat, he put it down a little bored, "Forget it, I can't sleep anyway, and I will leave the bed for you." You are alone, and you are taking care of the wounded."

He still doesn't know what will happen in the next journey. He has a lot of thoughts and considerations in his heart. He doesn't feel sleepy at all because of the chaos. It's better to sit here and sort it out.

"Even if you don't sleep, you still need to nourish your spirit." Qi Min walked slowly to the big bookcase in the room, and pulled out a folding bed from the gap at the back, "Maybe you can make do with it here."

Mo Yin stopped playing with the pistol, and sighed through his teeth. He was sure now that the other party was just teasing him during the day, and he already knew that there was an extra bed here.

Qi Min unfolded the bed, sat down on it, and patted it with his hands to test the comfort, "It's still quite comfortable, you should feel sleepy after lying on it."

Mo Yin turned his chair back and turned his back to him again. This kid simply came here at night to make things difficult for him, and now he doesn't feel sleepy anymore.

"Mo Yin." Qi Min called him suddenly, but the other party was blocked by the back of the chair and couldn't see the response. He stared at the shadow cast on the wall, with a blank tone in his voice, "Are we... considered friends?"

The time they knew each other was very short, but in just a few days, they knew almost nothing about each other except their names, and they couldn't even talk about being acquainted, let alone friends.

Qi Min knew all this in his heart, but he didn't think so in his heart. From the first time they met, he felt that he had his first friend.

Mo Yin didn't know how to answer the question he asked, since he was a child, all the people around him had a purpose, no matter good or bad, what they wanted to know was not him, but him There are only two playmates who grew up together as friends, but they are not completely heart-to-heart.

There are many secrets in Qi Min's body, and he can't see through every one of them. Such people are usually the last thing he wants to approach, because they are often thoughtful and hard to guard against.

But he is completely different, his eyes are so clear that he seems to be able to see into his heart at once, but at the same time he is so strong that he seems to be unable to defeat anything. He is a person who looks like he needs to be protected, but can protect others.

He was so indulgent towards himself, it's not that Mo Yin didn't realize it, he just couldn't figure it out, in his opinion, no one would treat anyone well for no reason, there must be an ulterior purpose behind it.

So when he faced Jimin, he was always conflicted. He didn't know whether the other party was his friend or not.

The long silence made the atmosphere a little stagnant. Qi Min stood up and stretched, and patted on the back of the chair, "I'm just asking casually, don't take it to heart, it's already late, go to bed early."

Until he left the room, Mo Yin didn't turn back. He raised his hand to support his forehead, and some complicated emotions flashed in his eyes hidden in the shadows.

When they went downstairs to set off the next day, they found that the situation of Jiang Yan and the others had changed. The two women who had been following him were actually snuggling up beside the bodyguards. It is decadent, as if you aged ten years overnight.

It seemed that what he said had an effect, Qi Min glanced over there, and then looked away, but the two bodyguards didn't leave him directly, which can be regarded as a bit of friendship.

After yesterday's farce, the other party naturally didn't dare to follow them shamelessly. After leaving County M, they split into two directions, and their destinations were originally different.

I don't know if it's Wang Bin's illusion, but he always felt that his young master was exceptionally silent today. He hasn't said a word since he left the house, "Master, did you sleep well last night?"

Mo Yin kept his gaze out of the window, covered his lips with his hand on the door, "No."

Regardless of whether it was true or not, since he said so, Wang Bin couldn't ask any more questions. Could it be that he was letting him sleep in the study yesterday and was throwing a fit?It shouldn't be, Xiao Min told him that there is a bed in that room.

Qi Min also turned his head to look at him, then found a bag of vacuum-packed chicken legs in his backpack and handed it to him, "You haven't eaten yet, so fill your belly."

Hearing his voice, Mo Yin turned his head, looked down at the bag of chicken legs, and was about to reach out to take it, when the car suddenly turned sharply, and he bumped into the car door unsteadily, and at the same time, a person fell into his arms .

"I'm sorry, there were a few living dead in the middle of the road just now, are you all right?" Wang Bin took time to explain to them when the car was stable.

Mo Yin covered the back of his head that hit the glass of the car and rubbed it twice, then looked down at the person subconsciously embraced by him, "Are you alright?"

The shaking just now came suddenly, Qi Min directly bumped his head on his chest, his right cheek rubbed against the zipper of his clothes, torn a layer of skin, he didn't care, and sat upright, "It's okay."

As soon as he got up, Mo Yin saw the scar on his face from the cheek to the corner of the eye, pinched his chin and dragged him to look at him, "Should we apply some medicine to disinfect?"

"Are you injured?" Wang Bin glanced at the rearview mirror, but he couldn't see anything clearly because he was too far away, so he threw his bag over, "Alcohol is in it, so be careful when it's easy to get infected. "

Mo Yin opened his bag and found cotton swabs and bandages in addition to the alcohol. He unscrewed the alcohol cover, dipped some on the cotton swabs, pinched his chin and lifted his face, " Don't move."

Qi Min stayed there obediently, his right cheek felt hot and cold at the same time, he rolled his eyes, and saw the serious expression on the other side's frown, he was momentarily stunned.

His gaze stayed on his face, of course Mo Yin was not unaware of it, he looked up and saw that the other person's eyes were dull, obviously in a daze, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and there was a smile on his face.

He is brave like an invincible warrior when killing the dead, but like a little brother when he is quiet. He is really interesting.

At the moment when he was feeling emotional, the car suddenly stopped suddenly, and the cotton swab soaked in alcohol almost poked Qi Min's eyes, "Uncle Bin!"

"Master, it's really not my fault." Wang Bin is also very innocent. He also wants to know why there are so many situations on this road today. "Someone stopped the car ahead."

The person who stopped the car was a young man who looked 27 or [-] years old, tall and big with a silly smile on his face, he looked quite honest, and there was a young girl standing beside him, at most sixteen or seventeen years old, frowning A little impatient.

Seeing them stop the car, the man greeted them with a happy face, leaned over to the window of the driver's cab, waited for Wang Bin to put down the window, and handed him a cigarette courteously, "I'm so sorry, big brother, I am too. There is really no way to stop your car."

Wang Bin pushed his cigarette back, expressing that he didn't smoke, "What's the matter with you?"

"Our car has run out of gas here, and I want to ask if you have any spare oil for us. Don't worry, I will never take yours for nothing. I will exchange it with food. Do you think so?" The young man said Bian pointed to the white off-road parked ahead.

The attitude of the other party is very good, and they are not here to take advantage, they are willing to exchange things, they have enough oil, Wang Bin is willing to help him, but he still looks sideways to the back seat, "Master?"

Luckily for that young man, Mo Yin wasn't in a bad mood at the moment, he nodded his head in agreement, and stuck the band-aid he just took off on Qi Min's face.

Wang Bin opened the car door and got out of the car. He thanked the other party and went to the trunk to get gasoline for him. They wouldn't give him too much. Half a barrel should be enough for him to go to the next county.

"We exchanged things, why are you so low-key?" The little girl who had been standing far away saw that he got the oil, and she was relieved, but at the same time she did not forget to scold him.

"If she doesn't want to, we can't exchange things. We must be grateful for her kindness." The young man patiently explained to her, patted her on the shoulder to comfort her, "cousin, don't be petty in front of her. "

Wang Bin, who came over with the oil drum, heard the conversation between the two, and smiled indifferently. Such a little girl was raised by the family's pets, and she has a very delicate temper. If this man hadn't protected her Around her, she wouldn't live so well.

"I can only give you half a barrel of oil, which is about 10 liters. What do you plan to exchange?" Since the other party said to exchange food, of course he would not be polite to him.

"A box of compressed biscuits?" The young man asked tentatively. Their food wasn't particularly sufficient. If the other party opened their mouths, there was nothing he could do.

Compressed biscuits have a strong sense of satiety, and there are quite a few in a box. The man didn't cheat on him. Wang Bin nodded and handed over the oil barrel in his hand.

The other party quickly reached out to catch it. With this oil, they could continue on their way without getting stuck in the middle of the road. They smiled and thanked them, and went back to the car to get their things.

"A box of compressed biscuits can sell for more than 100 yuan, and it's even more expensive now. It's really cheap for you." The little girl pouted her mouth in dissatisfaction when she was about to give away her own food.

Wang Bin turned his head to look at her. It's such a time. With light makeup on his face, he didn't suffer from it. "If you think it's not worth it, it's too late to regret it now."

"No, no, no, no regrets, big brother, don't mind, my sister is young and ignorant, don't be as knowledgeable as her." The man who came over with the box hurriedly opened his mouth, lest his cousin annoy him and ask for the gasoline back.

The little girl was arrogant, and naturally she was not convinced. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something more, but was interrupted.

"Uncle Bin, what are you talking to them about? Hurry up and leave." Mo Yindu wiped out the chicken leg in the car, and he opened the door impatiently and got out of the car before he finished tearing it up.

The little girl followed the voice and saw him walking this way with his long legs, the wind was blowing his hair, and the clear sky behind him made her heart beat for a while.