Little Mushroom

An Zhe trembled violently from the moment he was hugged by Lu Feng.

He leaned on him, his forehead resting on Lu Feng's shoulder. He couldn't describe his mood at the moment. He only felt his heart being clenched and tightened by one hand. The intense pain overwhelmed him, and a large piece of warm liquid flowed from his eyes. It came out, he knew that he was crying, he knew that it was tears, something that only human beings have, but it was the first time for him to experience this feeling.

He thought, if Lu Feng hadn't let him go two months ago, then when his alien identity was exposed, he wouldn't feel that he had failed Lu Feng's trust.

If Lu Feng hadn't established some friendship-like relationship with Lu Feng these days, he might not be so afraid when facing Lu Feng's gun.

And if, if Lu Feng hadn't hugged him in the end, he might not feel... so wronged.

But why Lu Yan put down the gun, he didn't know, he had never experienced such intense emotions now that he couldn't deal with other things.

——He may have been crying for a long time, and when no more tears flowed, he was still gasping slightly.

Later, Lu Feng finally let him go.He watched as Lu Feng walked to the wreckage of the plane, pried the tail of the plane with the parts scattered on the ground, and took out a bright orange box.

He rubbed his eyes, his voice was a little hoarse: "Why is it broken?"

"Engine failure." Lu Feng said: "The failure information is recorded in the black box, which can only be analyzed after returning to the base."

An Zhe said: "I saw several planes fall."

Lu Feng gave a faint "hmm".

Even if An Zhe is just a mushroom, I know that it is very strange that so many planes have engine failures at the same time.

Lu Feng walked back to him: "Where do you live?"

An Zhe: "On the ground."

Lu Feng raised his eyebrows.

——An Zhe then shut up and stopped talking. The phrase "on the ground" is really not something a human can say.

But soon Lu Feng noticed the only unusual thing in this wasteland, the black bee and the backpack on the ground. He walked there, and An Zhe followed, but his calf hurt sharply—it hit it just now.

Lu Yan looked back at him, An Zhe bit his lower lip, and limped after him.

——Then, he was picked up by Lu Feng.

Being recited by the colonel was familiar once and for all, An Zhe found his position smoothly.They are very close, not like the distance that humans and alien species should have.

But just tonight, the colonel doesn't seem to be a colonel, and the aliens don't seem to be aliens.

While hugging Lu Feng's neck, An Zhe touched something.

——There is also a hard pendant hanging around Lu Feng's neck.

The fact that he narrowly escaped death under Lu Feng's hands seemed to increase his courage a lot, and the shape of the pendant was too familiar. He put his fingers on Lu Feng's neck and gently fished out the thing, and Lu Feng Fen said nothing, and seemed to acquiesce to this action.

——At the end of the silver metal chain, a brass-colored bullet case shone dimly under the aurora.

An Zhe didn't know who this meant, so he let out a soft "Huh".

I heard Lu Feng say lightly: "My father."

An Zhe didn't speak for a long time. After about 3 minutes, he stuffed the pendant back into Lu Feng's clothes, put his head on Lu Feng's shoulder obediently, folded his arms, and didn't move any more.

Through the clothes, Lu Yan felt the person on his back tense his body slightly tensely, and then gradually relaxed, and the whole person hung on him.After what happened today, An Zhe could still rely on him so defenselessly. This boy would always do something unexpected.

An Zhe's warm breath fell on his neck and shoulders. It was the normal weight of a boy of this age, but it was not too heavy for Lu Feng.He leaned against him softly, as if the dangers and fears in this world should have nothing to do with him.

Lu Feng remembered the year he joined the trial court.

There was no particular reason for being in the Inquisition, sometimes, he wanted to protect everyone.But in such an era, this is just an illusion doomed to be shattered. He protected some people and hurt many people. He didn't intend to do so, but he was destined to become the object of hatred.

While walking, An Zhe's breathing gradually became lighter and more even. He cried for a long time today, and he should be tired from crying. Like all little things that have not been deeply involved in the world, this little alien may be about to fall asleep.

Lu Feng also remembered that a month ago, on the afternoon when insects were raging in the city, he received a call from An Zhe, his voice was soft, as if he was scared.This is the seventh year he has been an Inquisitor. In seven years, this is the first time he has asked for help. No one else will do this.

He felt that he could at least protect someone—at least at that moment, there was such a fleeting expectation in his heart.

When he was put down, An Zhe was about to fall asleep. Lu Feng put his coat behind his head as a pillow, but this man obviously didn't know how to take care of others, and the badge on his chest pinched An Zhe again.An Zhe took it apart and found that it was exactly the one he had been carrying in the base.When he escaped in the form of mycelium, his clothes, including the badge, were probably scattered on the ground, but now the badge has returned to Lu Feng.

Holding it, An Zhe asked cautiously, "Did the doctor say anything to you?"

Lu Feng looked down at him condescendingly: "What do you want to say?"

An Zhe whispered: "...it's nothing."

Lu Feng did intend to seriously explain to him, but then he saw An Zhe pillowed on his uniform, hugging his backpack, and rolled himself into a ball, looking at him seriously with a pair of dark eyes, as if it was easy to produce Mood swings.

So Lu Yan sneered, and said lightly: "Do you think you have such great ability?"

An Zhe turned over and turned his back completely to him.

The author has something to say: Colonel, seek benevolence and benevolent.