into the sheath

Tang Heng didn't have time to taste the taste, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his brain, as if his skull had been split open by a machete, and then torn in half by someone with bare hands.

This feeling is no stranger to him, it is the rage that he experienced just a few days ago...

Realizing this, Tang Heng sat up abruptly from the bed.

There was a fine layer of sweat on his forehead.Tang Heng panted heavily, looking into the dark room, feeling a little dazed.

The sudden explosion of pain in my head disappeared, as quickly as it was a hallucination.

...just nerve pain?

Tang Heng clenched his fists tightly, but his breathing gradually eased. For a moment, there was only silence flowing in the room.

But in the next moment, Tang Heng caught a breath that didn't belong to him.

"Who?!"

He looked warily at the door.

After a slight noise, the lights in the room were turned on.

Tang Heng was not aroused by the sudden light this time, and his visual threshold was always controlled within the proper range. He didn't even realize that the light was on at first.

Before seeing, Tang Heng recognized the smell first, it was a kind of clear and cold fragrance.He also couldn't tell what the specific fragrance was, he just thought it smelled strange—if it was ignored that the owner was that person.

"What are you doing here?" Tang Heng frowned.

He didn't know how long the man had been standing at the door.

Jiang Feng was attracted by a drop of sweat on Tang Heng's forehead.

His eyes chased the trace of the crystal, flowing over the sentinel's face, sliding down the neck, flowing through the well-shaped chest and lower abdomen, and finally bleed into the deeper fabric under the thin quilt.

Jiang Feng looked back calmly.

"Come with me to the hospital tomorrow." Jiang Feng said.

Being watched by Jiang Feng's black eyes, for some reason, Tang Heng suddenly recalled the hotness all over his body in the dream just now.He swallowed involuntarily, frowned again, and said stiffly: "Understood. Can you get out?"

Jiang Feng didn't respond, not even a glance.

He just left the room.

Leaving Tang Heng sitting in the original position with some stupefaction, he gave the air with a full defensive posture, which made him look a little funny.

This person, just like that, left?

……

After that, Tang Heng didn't sleep well, as if he was afraid that if he had a deep dream, he would return to that stuffy and sticky dream.

Early the next morning, without exception, Tang Heng appeared in the living room with a pair of huge dark circles under his eyes.

When he saw another person who was already waiting, he was slightly surprised, but the sarcasm had already escaped his mouth, "The chief guide also eats this kind of food?"

He was referring to the nutrient in Jiang Feng's hand.

"Yeah." Jiang Feng looked indifferent.He threw the empty shell in his hand into the trash can, then looked at Tang Heng: "Can we go?"

"Hey. What's the use of going to the hospital?" Tang Heng rubbed his nose and murmured to himself, "I'm not sick."

Jiang Feng didn't answer, turned around and walked out.

Tang Heng raised his legs and followed.

……

The aircraft was already waiting in the underground garage, and the previous driver, Xiao Chen, was still sitting in the driver's seat.He crossed Jiang Feng and saw Tang Heng, and subconsciously started to be on guard.

Tang Heng noticed this hostility, and glanced at him inexplicably, his eyes were wanton and arrogant, with a little provocative contempt.

When the two got closer, Xiao Chen easily discovered the spiritual connection between them.

Although the fragile connection indicated that this was only a temporary connection, it was enough to make Xiao Chen's gaze towards Tang Heng indescribable.

"... Chief." Xiao Chen shouted in a low voice.

"Go to the hospital." Jiang Feng sat in the back row without further explanation.

Tang Heng didn't care when he saw that the sentry suddenly restrained himself.He originally wanted to pick a seat away from Jiang Feng, but obviously, the only place left for him was next to the guide.

Tang Heng couldn't help but frowned again.He opened his mouth and was about to say something, when the guide raised his eyes and cast a cold look at him.

"Humph."

It seemed that he would not sit in that position, as if he was frightened by him.Left and right this guide has established a connection with himself, so what is there to be afraid of?

Tang Heng snorted coldly, then sat down beside Jiang Feng carelessly, then leaned back, and began to close his eyes to rest.

Not long after the aircraft traveled, Tang Heng suddenly opened his eyes.

"What are you taking me to the hospital for?" He looked at Jiang Feng with a bad expression, "Open the door and let me go down."

"It's still the same sentence." Jiang Feng raised his head from the screen, "Come with me, or go back to the confinement room."

It was the first time Xiao Chen heard the chief say such words, and he couldn't help looking back secretly from the corner of his eyes.

Tang Heng's eyes widened, and his temper suddenly flared up, and he was about to explode when he saw the driver in the front row peeking here.

If there was a dispute, the guide would definitely use his mind to control that trick again, and he would not give him half of face at all.

Based on the principle of not wanting to make a fool of himself in front of other sentries, Tang Heng barely suppressed the anger in his heart, leaned heavily on the back of the chair, and closed his eyes.

After closing his eyes for three seconds, he looked to his side alertly, not hiding the impatience on his face.

Tang Heng: "Look at what I'm doing?"

Jiang Feng didn't say anything, he just looked away lightly, and looked at the text on the screen again.

Most of the time, the anger towards this person is like hitting a ball of cotton with a fist, empty and useless at all.

Tang Heng cursed in a low voice, and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window, but the fierceness in his eyes was not concealed, as if he wanted to look out a hole in the special glass.