When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

"...What an obedient child."

With a silent sigh, Yong Ye sneaked into the six-story building from the dark.

As a stalker, Yongye is undoubtedly very qualified, especially in the wind walk, which can reduce the sense of presence. The black cloak is also the reason for the protective color in the dark corner of the night. Even if Qi is in a state of high vigilance, but Still haven't found his infiltration.

From the first floor to the third floor, Yong Ye didn't make any sound from the beginning to the end, and quietly appeared behind Qi who was still observing outside.

Looking at the girl's back, he thought about it for a while. It's not unreasonable to say that people scare people to death, so it's better not to scare the child at this time.

Staring at the girl's back for a while, Yong Ye's mood was very complicated. He knew that he had already embarked on a path full of mistakes. With blood on his hands, he was not qualified to do these things. After all, that would only make people sick. , have killed so many innocent people, who do you want to protect?

But, even so... Even though he was walking towards the dark abyss where he could not turn back, he still wanted to protect those things he wanted to protect...

Shaking his head gently, to expel the complex emotions that suddenly surged in his mind, Yong Ye exited the room and returned to the outside of the corridor, deliberately making noises enough to attract attention while walking.

Noticing Yong Ye's deliberate voice, Qi subconsciously pointed his carbine in the direction of the door, but he just pointed his gun at the door without asking.

"Don't be nervous, it's me."

Qi's actions could be expected, so Yong Ye took the initiative to reveal his identity, and entered the room again from the aisle.

Although he felt that his running back and forth was quite unnecessary, as if he was taking care of some small animal, it seemed that he was a little too cautious...I always felt very complicated, but I didn't hate it, so let it go.

"Ye, finally back!"

Qi, who was usually expressionless, showed obvious joy on his face, but...Yong Ye just nodded lightly as a response.

"...Well, did something happen while I was away?"

"No, it's just...Ye left with Arisa, I..."

Qi put his hands on his chest, his face was obviously a little gray.

"...Here, it's a bit uncomfortable...Why is it like this? Ye, you know?"

"As for the left chest, it should be a heart disease, right?...Although I really want to say that, but...now is not the time to joke, let's go, let's change to a safer and more hidden place."

I really wanted to make a joke to fool the past, but unfortunately now is really not the time to joke, so Yong Ye didn't give an answer to Qi's question, but just urged Qi and him to leave here, so as to end the topic.

However, although he was planning to end the topic, Qi looked at him with puzzled eyes and believed his half-joke earlier.

"Is this a heart disease?...I, am I sick?"

"...Just take it as it is, um, let's put this topic aside for now, let's go quickly."

Scratching her head in embarrassment, Yong Ye couldn't help but feel a little guilty for cheating such a child who straightforwardly believed his jokes, and rubbed Xia Qi's hair, messing up her long hair a bit, Then he turned around in such a silent manner, and walked outside in the first place.

Chapter Thirty-Four: Qi... like Ye, have you caused trouble for Ye?

Human beings are very complicated, so complicated that no one can say that they understand human beings, and even human beings often do not understand themselves.

But the opposite of complexity is that sometimes people are very simple and pure.

For example, pray.

It is easy for Qi to be sad and angry because of some simple things, and it is easy to be affected by small actions that Yongye doesn't mind.

What happened recently was that when Yong Ye left with the shrine Arisa, Qi felt uncomfortable in her heart, because she didn't like the close contact between Yong Ye and girls, even if it was just on her shoulders, but other than that In addition, when Yongye was near the school, he even touched Arisa's head, which made her quite unhappy.

When Yong Ye had just left, he was looking forward to his back when he left, biting his lips lightly, wondering what was wrong with him in his heart? "Why do I feel, very..." Is it because I like it? Shouldn't liking be a happy feeling? Is this angry? She herself wasn't sure yet.

If she could sing, she might feel much better, but doing that kind of thing in such a dark environment surrounded by silence must be very eye-catching, so she could only restrain her restless heart.

After Yong Ye came back, she couldn't help but feel relieved when she saw the familiar figure she had reunited with after a long absence. When her head was touched, she felt an inexplicable warmth in her heart. Maybe this is the feeling she likes?

Looking at Yong Ye's back, the girl who silently followed behind him was thinking about how to truly convey her feelings.

Obviously liking doesn't need a reason, but the girl is very troubled, and she doesn't even know what to say. She thought it must be a very warm thing to be by her side, but now this feeling has gone against her hope, because Now she just feels uncomfortable and depressed.

Although Yong Ye could notice that the girl behind him was watching him all the time, he didn't say anything, he just kept walking forward, and randomly searched in the residential area far from the blockade wall and some distance from the center. One went in.

In the usual violent way, he broke the door lock with a knife, and then just broke in.

Since it is autumn now, and it is only over ten degrees at night, it is quite cold, so he went to the next room and brought back the wooden furniture next door, such as bedroom doors, wardrobes, bed boards, etc., and closed the curtains of the living room. I found a wooden board to block the window to prevent the light from leaking out of the living room and cause unnecessary trouble.

The bedroom door and windows are open for ventilation to prevent death from carbon monoxide poisoning or lack of oxygen. The war is messed up, and it would be strange if there was electricity.

"..."

"..."

Moved the coffee table in the center of the living room to light the wood, Yong Ye just held the knife in one hand and rested his chin in the other hand, watching the wood burning more and more vigorously without saying a word, and Qi who was opposite him also He took a similar action to him, squatting on the sofa without saying a word, hugging his knees and looking at the pile of firewood between the two of them.

The two of them looked at the firewood pile in the center silently for a long time as if they were in a cold war.

As time went by, for some reason, Qi gradually set his sights on Yong Ye, and stared at him like Yong Ye stared at a campfire.

"...I said, why are you staring at me like that?"

It wasn't that he couldn't stand being stared at anymore, but he just wanted to find a topic to break the deadlock. Although he was still looking at the distorted flames, Yong Ye finally spoke.

"I hate."

"Hey? What? Do you hate me?"

"...Maybe, jealousy."

"Jealous? Jealous of what?"

"...touch Arisa's head at night, and...leave with Arisa..."

Under the reflection of the swaying flames, Qi lowered his head, and his usually expressionless face was no longer as calm as stagnant water, but appeared as if he was enduring some pain .

"... I, jealous, have this kind of feeling for the first time."

"I just sent her out, and I didn't do anything else. Why are you jealous... After all... Are you a child? You are so possessive, and I am not your guardian. I just met for half a year, and then Just lived for a quarter."

It's not that she doesn't really understand what kind of jealousy the girl on the other side of the bonfire wants to express, but...Yong Ye doesn't intend to accept it frankly, but prepares to confuse the public.

He lowered his gaze, and continued talking while moving the wood at his feet into the fire with the scabbard.

"...According to my age, I'm probably in my twenties. I don't know the specifics. It may be older or younger. If I'm considered an uncle, I really appreciate it, but if it's my brother, I can't accept it, but... I Such a person is not suitable for relying on, and he is not like a warm man like an older brother. If you really want to treat me as an older brother, you will be disappointed, so, you..."

"I like night."

Before Yong Ye could finish speaking, Qi interrupted his words as if he couldn't hold back his emotions.