"Number One...what's your last name?"
Compared with Wen Changchuan and others, that adult was really low-key, and everyone generally called him "Commander-in-Chief", and no one even thought of his real name.
But that was only the initial shock, and soon someone remembered the name.
"He... Xingxian?"
When this name was spoken, the person who said it felt a little dazed at first, and everyone had the same thought in their mind: It is indeed so.
Before anyone could react, Wuyi jumped up and said, "Great! I thought this was a big secret, to be kept well hidden, and now you're just going to reveal it like that?"
"It's not really a secret. Those who want to know will naturally find out." He Sizhao looked at everyone, his expression still calm, but no longer wrapped in a volcano, but instead was calm and composed inside and out.
He said, "The missing person is my father."
Everyone: “…”
They looked at He Shizhao, their eyes gradually filled with horror.
Everyone knows that He Sizhao is powerful, but no one expected that he is not only powerful in strength, but also has a family background that is so strong that no one can match him.
God is so unfair. Although we are all human beings, some are carefully molded by Nuwa, while others are just casually thrown out of mud.
There is no comparison.
Jiang Chuyi also showed a hint of realization.
But compared to these people, she thought of more things.
In the original plot, the commander-in-chief of the base did not disappear, and had been cooperating with Lu Qianzhi to attack the zombies. Of course, he was also one of the leaders who finally encircled and suppressed the original body.
Jiang Chuyi thought about the description in the original plot.
The gray-haired old man looked at Jiang Chuyi with hatred, and every word he spoke seemed to be coughing up blood.
"Jiang Chuyi, I will make you pay with blood for my son's life."
In the original plot, there were too many people who wanted to kill the original body, so she simply ignored this sentence at the time. Now that it is singled out, it is a bit strange.
In other words, in the original plot, it was she who... killed He Sizhao?
Jiang Chuyi's eyes moved, and he immediately realized that something was wrong.
Although He Sizhao encountered a powerful tide of zombies, the reason he died in the final analysis was that he had been poisoned.
In the plot, the original body was a completely irrational zombie king who only knew how to create blood and killing. How could he be smart enough to poison He Sizhao first?
Jiang Chuyi's thoughts wandered away, and he subconsciously wanted to let go of the hand that was holding He Shizhao's arm.
However, just as she loosened her fingertips, a hot palm came over and held her hand tightly in its palm.
This temperature was too abrupt for Jiang Chuyi. She suddenly came to her senses and saw He Sizhao's still calm eyes.
Seeing her looking at him, a deep tenderness rolled in his eyes, and he quickly turned his head to face everyone.
Jiang Chuyi moved, but He Sizhao held her tighter.
Although He Sizhao remained so calm and strong, she inexplicably felt that she saw a little brat with a big snotty nose, who was pitifully pulling at the hem of her skirt to prevent her from leaving.
This vision made her laugh. She curled the corners of her mouth, and her mood inexplicably improved. She no longer tried to pull her hand back.
He Sizhao continued to talk to the others: "I didn't make it public because now, no matter what your identity is, it makes no difference in the end times. No one needs to care about it."
"No wonder Major General He is so confident against General Zhou," Cheng Wei whispered. "Who could have imagined that?"
"But even so..." Lu Qianzhi gradually clenched his fists, as if suppressing something, "I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain to General Zhou."
"So don't worry about this matter. I'll handle it." He Sizhao said, "Just report to Marshal Wen as you should. Leave the rest to me."
No matter what kind of difficulties they face, as long as He Sizhao says "Leave it to me", everyone will inexplicably feel relieved.
"Since you said so, I will tell you the truth when the time comes." Lu Qianzhi quickly glanced at Jiang Chuyi, "Don't worry, I won't involve innocent people."
He Shizhao nodded.
After Lu Qianzhi said this, he turned and left. The rest of the people looked at each other, somewhat unsure of the situation.
"Captain Lu seems to be a little off today." Cheng Yi said. He is an old man who has followed Lu Qianzhi and is more sensitive to his emotions.
Ji Xia quickly followed up: "Maybe he has something bothering him. Just let him be quiet for a while."
Jiang Chuyi glanced at him, wondering if there was something wrong with her perception, but she felt that Ji Xia didn't seem to have much affection for Lu Qianzhi.
"That's how it is. Don't worry about it. You can go home and visit after the quarantine is over," He Sizhao said. "It's late now. Go back and get some rest."
When these men who had braved life and death without fear heard that they could go home, their eyes became moist.
They were all people who left the main base. Except for a few survivors who came later, most of them were residents of Kawase City. Now they can finally go home.
They had experienced quite a few things that day and everyone was a little tired. After signaling to He Sizhao, they left one after another. Su Mo walked last and looked at He Sizhao hesitantly.
He Sizhao shook his head slightly at him. He showed a helpless look and said, "Good night, Xiaoyi." Then he turned and left.
"Let's go back to the room too." He Sizhao turned around and said, "See if you like the room I picked."
I don’t know when it started, but the fact that Jiang Chuyi and He Sizhao sleep in the same room has become a tacit understanding shared by the entire team.
He Sizhao is the strongest and can protect Jiang Chuyi in the first time no matter what emergency occurs. This is just one of the reasons.
More importantly, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Jiang Chuyi's attitude towards He Sizhao is different from that towards other people, so why would anyone bother to do that?
What's more, most of the time everyone was sharing the same space, it was just a matter of whose sleeping bag was closer, which was no different from sleeping in the same room. So when we entered the house to rest, everyone tacitly accepted this unspoken rule.
Jiang Chuyi stretched out her hands, and He Sizhao understood and picked her up.
He said with a smile, "Xiaoyi, from a health perspective, if people don't walk often, they are more likely to develop leg diseases."
Jiang Chuyi lazily raised his eyelids: "Then put me down?"
"No need." He Sizhao tightened his arms a little, "It's not a big deal if we walk a few steps."
Jiang Chuyi's eyelids drooped again.
After hugging him so many times, she had never felt any displeasure from He Sizhao.
The room He Sizhao chose was the innermost room on the sunny side. It had been tidied up to be very spacious and tidy. The big bag belonging to Jiang Chuyi had been moved in, but it had not been tidied up yet.
The reason why he chose this place, besides facing the sun, was most importantly because the room had its own private bathroom.
As expected, Jiang Chuyi was very satisfied with his vision.
"Go and run the water for me. You know how hot it is, right?" she began to give orders matter-of-factly. "Then wash these roses. I want to take a bath."
He Sizhao went without any complaints.
The apartment was fully equipped with water and electricity. He turned the water heater to 45 degrees, watched the water flowing out, and turned to pick rose petals.
The brightly colored petals soaked in water are as delicate and soft as a girl's skin.
He Sizhao's eyes showed a bit of astonishment, but he quickly recovered and called out, "Xiaoyi."
"Yeah?" Jiang Chuyi's lazy voice came from outside the door, and it was obvious that he had already lay down on the bed.
"Thank you," he said.
There was silence outside the door for a moment, then the sound of squirming under the quilt was heard, and a small black head poked out from the door.
"Thank you for what?"
"You calmed me down in time," He Sizhao said softly, "otherwise I don't know what I would have done."
Everyone said that he was calm and composed at such a young age, and his mind was terrifying, but no one knew that he also had a violent side.
But he was too aware of his own strength. Once he lost control, it would cause irreversible harm to others, so he could not and dared not lose control. Over the years, he could only hide himself in a tight shell and silently digest all the dark emotions.
The world calls him a hero and puts him in blatant moral shackles, but he has always been self-disciplined and polite, and has never crossed the line.
But he is human.
How can a human being be without anxiety, sadness, and darkness?
Today, his nerves were stretched to the limit. If Jiang Chuyi hadn't put his hand on him, he wouldn't have completely lost control, but he would have definitely suffered some damage.
When He Sizhao thought of the possible results, a bitter feeling spread in his heart, and he didn't even dare to look back at Jiang Chuyi's eyes.
"Xiaoyi, you can sense the good and evil of other people's emotions. Were you afraid of me just now?"
He felt that at that moment, his aura must have turned into a dirty black.
He waited patiently for the girl's verdict.
Jiang Chuyi blinked, pushed the door open and walked in.
"Actually, it doesn't matter what you did." She said in a matter-of-fact tone, "What else could you have done? The worst that could have happened was that I could have killed everyone present. If I couldn't beat you, it just meant I wasn't as skilled as you."
He Sizhao was a little stunned: "Then, are you afraid of me?"
"What's there to be afraid of?" Jiang Chuyi said, "He Sizhao, you're really strange. You clearly have the power to rule over humanity, yet you're so cautious. If you'd done anything, they would have been dead long ago. They should be grateful to you for surviving, yet you're so frightened."
He Sizhao raised his head blankly and looked at the girl behind him through the wash mirror.
Jiang Chuyi leaned against the door, still looking lazy and unfocused, even curling the ends of her hair carelessly, not looking like she had just said anything shocking.
There was a faint glint of light in his eyes, as if something was about to burst out: "Do you think that I shouldn't be thanked for not hurting others?"
"What else? Being strong means you can do whatever you want. Does anyone have any doubt about that? If so, just kill him."
Jiang Chuyi looked up at him, her eyes as pure as ever, as if what she said was just an eternal truth.
"He Sizhao, you are very strong, like an eagle that can easily kill people with its wings spread out. Don't let anyone restrain your wings."
She walked forward, her bare feet stepping on the white tiles, so soft that it made her heart palpitate.
"They don't deserve it." Jiang Chuyi looked up at him, "and you have the final say."
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