Chu Feng was sitting in the rain, and when he heard the long-lost Xiao Feng, his expression became dazed for a moment.
Wang Jun lay on the ground and looked at him, "Xiaofeng, I know you are an admiral, and I am very proud of you."
"Are you proud of me? Then what is all this for?" Chu Feng asked.
Luo Zhouzhou glanced at the rain in the sky, and silently went to the car to get an umbrella.
"Why... why..." Wang Jun seemed to be stumped by this question, and murmured in a daze: "Why..."
Chu Feng didn't urge, just looked at him fixedly.
After a few seconds of silence, Wang Jun said, "Actually, I have already joined Olin Shinrikyo, but I just don't know how to speak to you."
"At the time of that mission, there was a great deacon of Shinrikyo in Bawo Church. If he was captured, the consequences would be disastrous, so I had to do that."
"But you started with our twenty-eight classmates, the life-and-death brothers who get along with each other day and night." Chu Feng gritted his teeth and said word by word.
"What kind of brothers are they?" Wang Jun suddenly shouted, "Do you remember that when we first entered the military academy, we were ridiculed by those noble sons every day? Why should those born in Enesia be more noble than those born in Beardo? The chance that they finally got, is easy for them. Chu Feng, this is not fair, it is not fair.”
Chu Feng put his hands in the muddy water and held onto the ground tightly, "Is it fair for you to kill them? After getting along for the past few years, you have no love for them as a classmate?"
He was panting heavily, his chest heaving up and down.
After Wang Jun looked at him for a few seconds, he turned his eyes away and said lightly, "In the face of ideals, you always have to sacrifice something."
"What is your ideal? You can sacrifice our brothers, the friendship you and I grew up with, and sacrifice Wang Su and Aunt Liu!"
Wang Jun closed his eyes and said, "When you drive through the checkpoint between Beardor and Enesia in the salute of the soldiers every day, have you noticed that the civilians are taking out their identification cards and accepting Layers of scrutiny.”
Before Chu Feng could answer, he asked again, "Do you remember Uncle Sugar Man in our street?"
"Remember." Chu Feng said hoarsely, "The candy man he made is delicious."
"He had an emergency in the middle of the night, and the hospital in Beardo was helpless, saying that it could only be sent to the Union Hospital in Enesia. As a result, his identity certificate failed to pass, and he was dragged at the checkpoint for more than ten hours, and he was dragged alive. Do you remember the boring thing?" Wang Jun asked.
"Remember."
Wang Jun took a deep breath and said, "What does that level represent? It means that people are born with highs and lows, and it represents the unfairness of our world."
"Chu Feng, let there be no barriers in this world, so that Bearardo's patients can be admitted to Enesia's hospital, and Bearardo's children can play on Enesia's lawn. This is my ideal."
Chu Feng shook his head slowly, "Wang Jun, we can work together to turn your ideals into reality, instead of using such means to abandon relatives and mutilate classmates and become pawns of the truth religion."
Wang Jun fell into silence, Luo Zhouzhou came over with an umbrella, and propped it up to block the two of them.
"Thank you." Wang Jun lay down and smiled at Luo Zhouzhou.
"You're welcome."
He turned to Chu Feng again and said, "Xiao Feng, I would also like to thank you for taking care of my mother and sister. I know what you have done for them."
Chu Feng's eyes were red and he said, "I don't want you to thank you, Wang Jun, I don't understand, how did you join the Truth Religion?"
Wang Jun looked at him blankly, and suddenly asked, "Do you remember the church we used to go to when we were kids?"
Chu Feng was stunned and replied, "Remember."
"How happy we were at that time, running and playing in the church carefree. Do you remember one time when we were playing in the garden and were suddenly blocked by them?"
"Remember." Chu Feng said in a hoarse voice, "At that time, the archbishop of the Truth Religion came."
Wang Jun smiled and said with a pale face, "Actually, not only the archbishop, but also their holy son is also here."
"After they came in, we hid behind the door to peek at the archbishop, but I left during the period, leaving you behind."
"I wanted to see the crown on the Archbishop's head, so I climbed up the back garden window, trying to get closer, but I accidentally fell."
"My knee was bleeding and I was sitting there crying. A young priest came and sat with me on the ground, medicated my knee and comforted me all the time."
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"Does it still hurt?"
The young priest took off the black veil covering his face and blew on Wang Jun's knee.
Wang Jun snapped and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
The priest put away the medicine bottle, squatted in front of him and looked at it for a while, and asked, "Since the pain is gone, why are you crying?"
His voice and eyes were very gentle, and Wang Jun gradually put away his guard and whispered, "It's just very sad."
"Can you tell me why you are sad?" The priest sat down beside him.
Wang Jun shook his head and said, "I don't want to say it."
The priest smiled softly and said, "Don't come to church in the future, go play elsewhere."
Wang Jun looked at him with tears on his face, "Wherever Xiaofeng and I go to play, people will drive us away. But those children of Enesia will not be driven away."
The priest seemed to be stunned, and then heaved a long sigh, "Even if people in the world look down on you and think you are the mud on the wall, you know that you are not."
He looked at Wang Jun and said softly, "So, if you hold on to your beliefs, then one day, the stars will be picked up from the mud and shine with their own light."
Unconsciously, Wang Jun stopped sobbing and looked at him blankly, his eyes falling on his right chest.
There is a golden flame symbol of the priesthood.
The priest touched his head again, got up and walked into the church.
"I've heard of this pattern, the golden one represents the Holy Son." Wang Jun said loudly to his back: "When I grow up, I will definitely follow you."
The priest turned his head and smiled at him: "I will look up at the starry sky, hoping to see the most dazzling you."
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After Wang Jun finished speaking these long words, he began to gasp for breath, and his sunken chest also rose and fell.
Luo Zhouzhou wanted to cut his wrist again, but he stopped him.
"It's useless, just let me go like this."
Chu Feng looked at his chest with red eyes, and suddenly turned his head to the side in a hurry.
After breathing for a while, Wang Jun said again, "Xiaofeng, if it wasn't for his encouragement at the time, I might have gone to fight with you and died inside. But I don't want to, I don't want us both. Just like everyone in Beardur, struggling to live, and struggling to die, like a piece of mud in the corner."
"I can't be underestimated by him. I want to follow in his footsteps and realize my ideals. So, I will seize every opportunity and take you to the military academy."
"Xiaofeng, I had to do the same thing at Bawo Church." Wang Jun said, "If the deacon inside is caught, the Son will be in danger of being betrayed, and I can't let him face any danger. Dangerous situation, even at the cost of my own life."
"But what you paid for was someone else's life." Chu Feng said choked up.
Wang Jun suddenly let out a violent cough, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Chu Feng took off his jacket and put it on the back of his head.
When the coughing stopped, Wang Jun continued to say with a pale face: "I was... at that time... let you go out and handed you... a cigarette, what am I... thinking about our previous relationship."
Chu Feng turned his head abruptly, his face covered with tears, "If you still cared about love, you wouldn't have shot me at first. Wang Jun, did you think that if I was alive, you let me leave? Will you take care of Wang Su and Aunt Liu for you?"
Wang Jun's breath became weaker and weaker, and his voice became quieter.
He shook his head incredulously and said intermittently: "Because I can't have an accident, things haven't been done yet, Xiao Feng, I often think of, we two... Let's eat a pie together, fight... fight together, In church...playing, you're me...my best brother."
Chu Feng raised his hand and covered his face, tears streaming down his fingers.
Luo Zhouzhou knelt down beside him and took his head into his arms.
The icy rain continued to fall, and Wang Jun's pupils gradually dilated.
His lips were still moving slightly.
"The morning glory in the church...the red and yellow are so pretty...Which one do you want, Xiaofeng...I'll pick it for you..."
Gradually, the sunken chest finally stopped heaving and he lay quietly in the rain without making a sound.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Chu Feng sat motionless, letting the rain fall from his body.
He lowered his head and closed his eyes, tears streaming down with the rain.
Luo Zhouzhou loaded Wang Jun's body into the car next to him, squatted in front of Chu's cover, and covered the umbrella over his head again.
I don't know how long it took, until the heavy rain slowly stopped, and Chu Feng finally raised his head.
He looked at Luo Zhouzhou, who had been holding the umbrella silently for him, and after a while, he reached out and touched his exposed teeth.
Only then did Luo Zhouzhou remember that he forgot to retract his teeth, and he still looked like a vampire.
He asked: "Are my teeth good looking? I think my teeth are the prettiest than those little vampires."
Chu Feng looked at him seriously, and said dumbly: "It's good-looking, very symmetrical, and it looks better than other vampires."
Luo Zhouzhou asked expectantly: "Am I that good just now?"
Chu Feng didn't say anything, just stretched out his hands to him.
Luo Zhouzhou understood, and quickly squatted and moved forward, leaning his upper body into his arms.
Chu Feng tightened his arms, as if trying to pull him into his arms, and said, "It's super powerful."
Both of their clothes were soaked, and the rain dripped down their hair.
Luo Zhouzhou looked at the car next to him and asked hesitantly, "Would you like to get in the car to hide from the rain? I'll bring Sheriff Chen. He's still in the woods."
"Is he all right?"
"It's okay, I stopped his bleeding, and the wound has healed on the surface, but the bullet is still in the body, I want to go and get him out."
"How do you get it?"
Luo Zhouzhou raised his right hand, showed him the long nails on it, and said, "Well, use this."
Chu Feng paused and said, "Don't take it for now, it's not life-threatening, just wait for him to go to the hospital before taking it."
"Okay, then I won't take it, I'll take him over first."
But Chu Feng got up from the ground and said, "I'll just go, you can rest for a while."
"You were injured just now." Luo Zhouzhou looked at his chest a little nervously.
Chu Feng raised both hands up and said, "I don't feel any more."
After he finished speaking, he stood still, just looking at Luo Zhouzhou.
After pondering for a moment, he asked, "Are you going to be like this in the future, or can you change back?"
Luo Zhouzhou said a little proudly: "I can change back, or I can always be like this."
Chu Feng looked at him and said, "It looks good, but it's a little inconvenient to go out."
Luo Zhouzhou just wanted to explain that it was not like this when he went out. Before he could say anything, a familiar dizziness hit, and the sound of rain in his ears disappeared instantly.
When he saw what Chu Feng was saying, his lips kept opening and closing, and he showed a puzzled look, and rushed up to hug him in his arms.
Luo Zhouzhou knew that this was Xiyan's seizure. He leaned on Chu Feng's arm, took a deep breath, tried his best to fight against the dizziness, and wanted to persevere.
His ears were buzzing, and he could only hear his own beating heartbeat. In the gradually blurred vision, was Chu Feng's anxiously enlarged face.
But he vaguely felt that something was wrong.
Yes, he is now in a vampire state, and it should not be Xiyan who is attacking, but is thirsting for the blood of his first embrace.
After a few minutes, the dizziness slowly disappeared, and I gradually heard outside sounds in my ears.
"Zhou Zhou, Zhou Zhou..." It was Chu Feng calling him.
Luo Zhouzhou opened his mouth, wanting to say don't worry, I'll be fine. Before the words came out, I felt a strange feeling slowly rising.
It was a long-lost longing, a longing for blood.
Every cell in the body was agitating, screaming wildly in his body.
It seems that after he realized that this was the first symptom of embracing, the thirst for blood in the bottom of his heart woke up, and it grew violently and frantically, and he couldn't suppress it no matter what.
Luo Zhouzhou breathed lightly, trying to calm the restlessness in his heart.
As a tantalizing smell poured into the nose, the restlessness became even more uncontrollable, rushing to and fro in the body anxiously.
He turned to look at the source of the smell, which was Chu Feng who was holding him behind him.
His eyes were facing Chu Feng's neck, and as he moved, the blood vessel bulged slightly.
Luo Zhouzhou didn't need to taste it to know how warm the blood flowing there was, full of sweet temptations.
He couldn't help but move closer, putting his mouth there.
The skin that the lips touched was cold and cold from the rain on a winter night, but the place where the blood vessels pulsated made him feel the temperature again.
He licked his lips and rubbed his fangs lightly against the skin.
He really wanted to pierce the blood vessel recklessly, let the hot blood overflow his mouth, and then slide down his throat. But thinking that Chu Feng might not be willing, he still resisted the agitation, slowly tilted his head back, and let his lips leave there.
"Zhou Zhou." Chu Feng, who had been watching his actions, called him hoarsely.
"Well." Luo Zhouzhou licked his dry lips.
Chu Feng asked again, "What are you thinking?"
"I, I didn't think about anything."
Chu Feng leaned into his ear and whispered, "Just tell me what you want to do. You know, I can promise anything."
Luo Zhouzhou looked at him panting, and asked incoherently, "Chu Feng, I, I really want to, can I?"
"Want to drink my blood?" Chu Feng continued to ask softly.
Luo Zhouzhou didn't deny it, just looked up at him.
Chu Feng pressed his forehead against his, and whispered with a sigh, "Zhou Zhou, you are really only a vampire."
"I've always been, just now, now the whole."
Luo Zhouzhou couldn't help looking at his neck, and swallowed painfully.
Chu Feng didn't say anything, just turned his head slightly to his right shoulder, exposing more of the neck near Luo Zhouzhou.
"Are you making me drink blood?" Luo Zhouzhou saw his action, and his heart beat even more violently.
Chu closed his eyes and said, "Drink it."
Luo Zhouzhou held his breath as he approached Chu Feng's neck while stealing his eyes to see his expression.
If Chu Feng is unwilling, he will hold back even if he wants to drink.
But Chu Feng's expression was very calm, without the slightest resistance, he even hugged his waist and took him into his arms.
"It doesn't hurt. My teeth will make you feel nothing. When you stop, your neck will not continue to bleed."
Luo Zhouzhou broke off Chu Feng's head again, and leaned in to kiss him a few times as comfort.
Only the fangs blocked his mouth, and his lower lip could not touch Chu Feng's face, so he slammed together and tried to squeeze out of the fangs.
Chu Feng looked down at him, suddenly smiled, and said, "Drink it quickly, beware of drooling."
Luo Zhouzhou gently brushed Chu Feng's neck with his right hand, and then put it on, sniffing the skin.
He slowly opened his mouth, licked his tongue there, and heard Chu Feng gasp.
He glanced up at Chu Feng's face, and pierced his fangs into the blood vessels decisively.
Chu Feng felt a tingling pain in his neck, he frowned lightly, and then the pain disappeared, leaving only a tingling sensation.
The rain had stopped, and the surroundings were silent.
He heard Luo Zhouzhou's swallowing sound and counted subconsciously.
one two Three…
It was only after the count of four that the sound was gone.
He looked down and saw Luo Zhouzhou still lying on his neck, just motionless.
"weekly."
He tentatively called out, but Luo Zhouzhou did not respond.
"weekly."
He shrugged the resting shoulder. Immediately afterwards, Luo Zhouzhou fell backwards with his eyes closed.
"Zhou Zhou, what's wrong with you?" Chu Feng hurriedly embraced his waist and put it in his arms.
Under the street light, Luo Zhouzhou was lying in his arms with his eyes closed, the two fangs sticking out from his mouth had disappeared, and his pale face gradually began to show a normal blush.
"Chu Feng, Lao Chu..."
Outside the woods in front, Chen Sihan called to him, clutching his lower back and limping over.
A piercing siren sounded in the distance.
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