Of course, Dong Zheng also noticed Dong Linhai's sneaking glances from time to time. He thought about it last night and began to wonder if he had done a little too much.
If he wants to teach Linhai, he can take a gradual and gentle approach.
During the whole day of training, although the brothers also communicated, no matter who they were, the atmosphere seemed a little weird, not as natural as before.
After the answering questions of knowledge reserve in the evening, in the free time, everyone rests and goes out for a date. Dong Linhai thought about what he had promised Aaron to have a good talk with Dong Zheng last night. He mustered up his courage and just wanted to call Dong Zheng when he saw the man sitting opposite him raised his head and said, "Linhai, do you have time? Say something."
Dong Linhai's eyes lit up immediately, he nodded vigorously, glanced at Cui Zuojing, who was cuddling his cat on the sofa, and asked, "Where do you say it?"
"Go to the rooftop."
The two brothers went to the rooftop together, and there were still traces of the rain last night. They lay side by side on the railing and looked at the distant scenery.
"Are you still blaming me for what happened yesterday?"
Dong Linhai scratched his head embarrassedly, and hummed: "I don't know how to do it, it's just... I just feel uncomfortable."
"I did it wrong. I was already dizzy and couldn't hold on anymore. I wanted to end the game as soon as possible, but I didn't think about your mood."
Dong Zheng's successful act of taking the mistake on himself first made Dong Linhai completely embarrassed. He thought about it for a night, and he really felt that he was too careful because of this matter: "Hey, I'm too hypocritical."
Dong Zheng: "I did take advantage of your trust in me, but Linhai, this is not a good thing. No one can guarantee that I will always be worthy of your trust, not even myself."
Linhai: "I know, Brother Lung told me about this yesterday, and Fu Zhe also said that the trust between teammates should be based on the basis that he thinks there is no problem after thinking about it, not unconditional."
"It's best for you to understand this." Dong Zheng patted his shoulder lightly, "If you just tell you some things, you may not have an immediate effect. People always have to suffer a little to grow up. of."
"Yeah." Dong Linhai paused and whispered embarrassedly, "It won't be like this in the future."
After opening the skylight, all the awkwardness disappeared, and Dong Linhai's mood immediately improved a lot.
Realizing this, he had no choice but to admit that no matter how he pretended, he was still a child at heart compared to everyone else.
Dong Zheng put his arms on the railing, looking at the clouds floating in the clear blue sky, the air still smelled of rain and steam last night.
Cui Zuojing and Victor, who they knew soon after arriving at the Pure White Realm, hadn't talked to each other for a long time.
It is precisely because they have already left the real world, I don't know if I can go back and see my family again. Those things that once frustrated Dong Zheng, Yu Zu's things are no longer so difficult to talk about.
"You know Linhai, I envy you, your simplicity, your enthusiasm and free will. You have everything I want most. Sometimes this envy... even turns into a kind of envy that I can't control."
Dong Linhai was stunned, Dong Zheng envy him
Shouldn't he be envious of Dong Zheng? Apart from being rich at home, he doesn't have any advantages that he can bring to the table at all
He quickly guessed the reason, frowned, and said, "But, but mom and dad love you too, isn't mom treating you bad?"
This is the first time the two of them talked about Dong Zheng's life experience. When they were young, Linhai always thought that he and Dong Zheng were brothers, until one time he saw Dong Yi and Dong Zheng going out without taking him and his mother. Very unhappy to ask Su Daijun why.
Su Daijun told him that Dong Zheng's mother left the world on this day sixteen years ago, and they were going to visit her tomb.
At that time, Dong Linhai suddenly realized that he and Dong Zheng were not real brothers.
I also understand why, in my impression, my brother has never had a birthday.
Dong Zheng smiled: "Mom treats me very well, but it's always a little different."
Dong Zheng didn't say more, he believed that Linhai should be able to understand.
Two children, one is his own, the other is a child left by his favorite man and another woman. Among the similar families that Dong Zheng knows, they can be as non-critical and non-biased as Su Daijun, and basically treat them equally on the surface. No.
He should have been satisfied.
Dong Linhai was silent, do you prefer it? There is definitely a preference, even if it is two children born to the same parents, there will still be so many people who prefer the younger, ignorant, and relatively incompetent one.
The one who cries the most is always the one who loves the most.
What's more, Su Daijun is only his biological mother.
Dong Linhai didn't know how to comfort Dong Zheng, so he could only turn around and give his half-brother a hug.
Dong Zheng raised his hand and hugged him - the younger brother who used to buy small cakes with pocket money and dragged him into the room to celebrate his birthday secretly, has grown to be almost as tall as him.
Before long, he will also become a real man.
"Work hard to live, let's go home together."
As time passed, the points gradually decreased, and it was time to get points again. The first phase of training came to an end, Cui Zuojing finally got a break, but was pulled by Dong Zheng to discuss which box to enter.
"You can figure it out..." Cui Zuojing was lying on the table, looking lazily at Dong Zheng's research box parameters, he had the illusion of returning to eight years ago.
But compared with Fu Zhe, Dong Zheng is so different.
The information bought from the intelligence dealer contained the coordinates and attribute information of more than 100 boxes in the current XII area. Dong Zheng carefully selected it and finally selected the survival type box named [Dusk Island].
Intelligence is still useful, at least they know the name of the box, unlike Hameln, who didn't know the name until the customs clearance.
According to the coordinates in the intelligence, Allen found the [Dusk Island] box in the corner of the stairwell of an abandoned building.
This box is wooden, boxy, old and outdated, with all kinds of inverted pentagrams painted on it, and each line is written with dense and incomprehensible text, which seems to be some kind of seal.
They refreshed themselves, took their gear, and left the castle, as usual, preparing to enter the box in the apartment.
Watching the castle door close and the outside world being blocked on the other side, Fu Zhe withdrew his gaze and looked down at the book in his hand again.
What he has to do next is to wait patiently, wait for them to clear the box, and push open the castle door again.
Just as he waited patiently for Cui Zuojing or someone who could rescue him to open the door for eight years.
He has read the book "The Mystery of the Lobes and Alchemy - The Origin of Black Magic" many times. Even if he closes the book, he can memorize the following content word for word, but in such a boring situation, repeating Reading has become his indispensable pastime.
Fu Zhe just casually read the two lines, and suddenly felt a strong, strange feeling that made him tremble, filling his entire soul.
He froze for a moment, then curled up uncontrollably, trying to break free from the feeling that it didn't belong to him.
This is not familiar to him, but also not unfamiliar—
pleasure.
Fu Zhe tried his best to slow down his breathing and tried to suppress this feeling, but it seemed to be of no use. The smooth waves spreading in the depths of his soul were like one after another, making him unable to restrain his breathing.
Fu Zhe clenched the armrest of the chair tightly with both hands, pursed his lips and patiently endured silently, feeling restless and throbbing uncontrollably.
He endured.
After a long time, this indescribable feeling finally disappeared.
Finally being gently put down from the high waves, Fu Zhe breathed a sigh of relief. He looked down at himself, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he was a little fortunate that he was the only one there, put down the book in his hand, and looked upstairs to his. Room to go.
Fu Zhe knew that everything he experienced just now came from his lost soul fragments, morality or conscience. Since the kindness was withdrawn, after he unlocked the first seal, the induction between him and the rest of the fragments gradually deepened as time passed.
- What is his lost soul doing
boom—
The bright white lightning almost split the sky, and after a few seconds, thunder rolled in, and the rain poured down the window. Looking from the window full of rain streaks, only a gray and monotonous tone could be seen.
A pair of naked feet rested on the dark blue carpet, and soft fluff emerged from between his fingers. He was only wearing a black silk pajamas, which could not cover the ambiguous marks on the sides of his neck and shoulders.
The black-haired young man with tears in his eyes sat on the dark red soft chair, skillfully picked up the hookah on the table, took a deep breath, exhaled the lingering smoke, and looked thoughtfully at the rain curtain outside the window. .
Lightning illuminated his still flushed face, but the expression between Qing Jun's eyebrows and eyes was very light.
"Owner."
Just now, he vaguely felt some kind of calling.
"Owner?"
The man's voice pulled back his sanity, the young man raised his head, the man with dark honey eyes was already dressed, with a machete around his waist, he had the appearance of a typical Persian blood, black hair and thick eyebrows, a deep outline, and a tall stature. Very fit.
The man half knelt at his feet, looked up at the young man, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"
The young man shook his head and said, "It's okay, are you going out?"
"A group of people came to the casino with a lot of chips. Ender asked me to go to the show."
"Well, let's go." The young man casually agreed, the man leaned over and kissed the back of his hand on the armrest reverently, then got up and was about to leave.
"Wait a moment."
The man stopped, turned his head, saw that the young man was still looking out the window, but his outstretched hand was hooked, and he returned to him.
The young man raised his head, and the two looked at each other for a few seconds. The man's lips evoked an indescribable smile, and he leaned down. At the same time, the young man stretched out his hand, grabbed his collar roughly, and dragged him to him.
Four lips meet.
This is a long enough kiss, the warm breath intertwined, weaving the rare warmth in this cold rain curtain.
After a long while, the young man gently pushed the man away, his black eyes seemed to be shining with wet water, the corners of his lips were red, and his voice subconsciously softened: "Go."
"Yes, Master."
The sound of the door closing made the room quiet again. The young man took a long breath, pursed his lips, and looked out the window again with a heavy heart.
——Volume 4[Splitters]End——
Volume 5 Dusk Island