0006 08 You have to take me with you.
The border region is a chaotic area with numerous troops stationed there, including soldiers from various countries and mercenaries from the local government. This land could have yielded beautiful fruits, but people have forgotten the soil that nurtured them. Humanity's evil desires have also flourished, like vines intertwining, where evil and purity coexist.
"Our main focus this time is to rescue children, and the United Nations will help them find their homes."
That's what Zhou Xiye's boss said.
“It’s good, the children are innocent. War is too evil,” she said, shaking her head.
But her boss chuckled softly, his gaze filled with complex emotions. "I'm just glad I was born in a peaceful country."
Zhou Xiye agreed, stretching lazily. She'd saved so many lives these past few days, and she even had time for an afternoon nap. Just as she thought she could relax as usual, the telegraph machine suddenly rang, reporting that another army was approaching in their direction. The two women immediately tensed up. "Can you confirm which faction they are?"
The superior, wearing a bulletproof vest, said, "Don't worry about that. Our current arsenal can't support us. Let's hide for now. The government here is keen to improve relations with China, so we might have a chance to go there and take refuge."
"good."
The two dressed and carried their valuables out of the camp. There were many people outside, running around in a hurry.
Dust flew everywhere.
"Wounded! There are still wounded over there!" Zhou Xiye suddenly noticed several people in the wounded tent in the distance and shouted loudly.
The superior didn't have time to think, and kept looking back at her as he ran, saying, "It's too late, they won't hurt the wounded."
Zhou Xiye sneered, turned and ran towards the wounded's tent, while beckoning a few people to go there, "Carry out as many as you can!"
Modern warfare is far more brutal than ancient warfare. During the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, when fighting, people would send invitations and perform various rituals to avoid harming the wounded and sick. Modern society is much more brutal; one shot, one life, and bullets cannot be wasted.
As soon as Zhou Xiye ran inside, she spotted the handsome boy. In this urgent situation, her expression turned cold. "Why aren't you leaving?! Are you waiting to die?"
The handsome boy hurriedly helped his brother up. Zhou Xiye took a closer look and saw that the brother was a wounded soldier with a broken leg and an arm. It has to be said that both brothers were very good-looking.
In the chaos, they helped the wounded soldier onto an armored vehicle. Gunfire erupted in the distance, and flags were unfurled from all the armored vehicles—American, Chinese, French—countries they couldn't afford to offend. But local bullies always held the upper hand at the edge of war. They would never leave this place, let alone negotiate with any nation. A dead man was dead, worth less than grass.
After helping the handsome boy and his brother into the vehicle, the armored vehicle started moving. There was another person outside the vehicle with an injured arm, running hurriedly. Zhou Xiye reached out and pulled him.
"Slow down!" Zhou Xiye shouted, turning his head.
The driver responded rudely in English, "Fuck it, we'll all die if we go any slower!"
Zhou Xiye pursed her lips and remained silent. The wounded soldier grabbed her hand. "Quick, help me!" she said to the person next to her. As soon as she finished speaking, the wounded soldier who had grabbed her stumbled and fell to the ground. He pulled Zhou Xiye's body out and she braced her hand against the side of the car wall.
"Let him go."
The voice in his ear was pleasant to hear, yet cold; Zhou Xiye was still holding him tightly.
"Bang—"
A gunshot rang out, shocking everyone in the carriage. The person Zhou Xiye was holding suddenly went lifeless and released her hand. She slowly turned her head to look at the person beside her, the little boy known as Le visage embrassé par l'ange.
"He was unlucky."
Zhou Xiye raised his hand and slapped him hard, making him turn his head and bleed from the corner of his mouth.
The handsome boy turned to look at her. His eyes were green, without a trace of impurity. He gave a helpless smile, his lips stained with blood. "Living here requires luck."
Zhou Xiye's face remained expressionless; he simply said, "Get out of here."
The handsome boy did as he was told and rolled into the car.
Upon arriving at the embassy, Zhou Xiye's superior, upon hearing about the incident, chuckled while smoking, "You're still too young. Staying alive is more important than anything else. That kid is younger than you, but he knows better than you how to live."
"But he can't kill someone else just to save his own life."
The boss shook his head, smoking a cigarette, "Don't be too idealistic."
That evening, she saw the boy again.
In the vast restaurant, the two brothers sat in a corner, wolfing down their rice rolls. Zhou Xiye leaned against the railing, observing them. The older brother looked very French, with dark eyes and a straight nose, but the younger brother was much more flamboyant. That's what mixed-race people look like, I suppose.
Zhou Xiye sighed again. He couldn't deny the fact that he had killed someone just because he was good-looking.
He turned around and went back to his room, and soon another task came down from above.
They were going to another place to carry out humanitarian aid. The mission came suddenly. The children they rescued would be sent to the United Nations, and then they would find homes for the children and seek a stable environment for them to live in.
Zhou Xiye didn't go to see him off; instead, he took a helicopter overnight to another location to carry out a mission.
She never imagined she would see that handsome boy who had killed someone again.
At a banquet hosted by Middle Eastern royalty, she saw him dressed in beautiful, gorgeous clothes, sitting next to a prince, looking at her as if he had never met her before.
"Want to go dancing?"
People around her laughed and asked why Zhou Xiye, as the Chinese representative to the United Nations, did not wear local clothes. On the contrary, she dressed in a sexy and wild style, which made the men at the banquet take a second look, even if they did not like her.
Zhou Xiye took another sip of wine, slightly tipsy, and said, "Let's go dance."
But after jumping a few steps with the person next to her, her waist was gently held by another person. Zhou Xiye turned around and saw that the person next to her was that handsome boy.
He smiled broadly, and Zhou Xiye, slightly drunk, leaned on his shoulder and moved slowly.
After the music ended, Zhou Xiye was almost asleep, but he still managed to get up and leave. Back in his seat, the banquet ended not long after. However, they were invited by the royal family to another party, an extremely private one.
A bright red gate opened, revealing a row of men in white robes, while a group of handsome men and beautiful women, who were naked, danced on the stage.
Zhou Xiye paused, walked in, and turned her head to see a handsome boy kneeling next to the fat man, his back and face being stepped on by the fat man.
After a few rounds of drinks, the fat man said, "I donated some money to the United Nations, and they gave me this."
After saying that, she kicked the handsome boy into the middle.
The handsome boy clutched a white sheet tightly in his hand, covering his genitals, and knelt there with his head down, his prominent shoulder blades clearly visible.
"Stand up and walk around, see how many people want you tonight?"
The fat man laughed heartily, his mustache twitching as he did so. Zhou Xiye felt nauseous and uncomfortable.
In this country, many things are goods that have taken on human form.
The handsome boy slowly stood up, threw away the white sheet in his hand, and revealed his naked body.
"Spin around twice..."
The fat man took a bite of the apple. "My brothers usually ask me for it, but I don't give it to them. See how good I am to you guys?" He chuckled smugly, finding it humorous and amusing.
The boy's penis was very large. Zhou Xiye didn't want to notice it, but due to her physiological instincts, she still looked at it.
Her gaze shifted upwards, and the boy's eyes met hers.
"Come here, let me see!"
The Chinese representative suddenly spoke, and the handsome boy walked over and knelt beside him. The man, the same fat man, poked his finger into the boy's mouth. "I've already ground down his teeth; it won't hurt you."
Still not satisfied, the Chinese representative shook his head.
Zhou Xiye felt nauseous and wanted to vomit. Her upbringing had always taught her that this was wrong, that humans and animals were different.
The handsome boy didn't return to the center; instead, he crawled towards her on his knees, his eyes full of pleading, kneeling at her feet and looking at her.
Zhou Xiye paused for two seconds before raising her hand to touch his hair. It was very soft. Her fingers traced down his hair, down to his eyes, nose, and lips.
Finally, she turned to look at the fat man in the distance, "I like him."
"Haha, okay, then I'll give it to you."
In English, the word used is IT.
Zhou Xiye led him into the house. The handsome boy stood in the middle of the room, his eyes clear. "Whatever you like, I can satisfy you... I mean, sex."
Where is your brother?
The handsome boy said calmly, "Dead."
"How did you end up here?" Zhou Xiye thought for a moment. "Did the United Nations send you here?"
The handsome boy gave a mocking smile. "Otherwise what?"
Zhou Xiye stared at him without speaking for a long time, until the handsome boy finally spoke first, "Am I not good-looking? Am I not beautiful? Don't you want to sleep with me?"
After speaking, he walked step by step towards Zhou Xiye, his once clear eyes now filled with lust, the emerald green in his eyes turning deep and intense.
He walked up to Zhou Xiye, his fingers tracing her face, stopping at her chest. He opened his hand, gently grasped hers, and then released it, subtly stimulating her.
Zhou Xiye raised her hand and patted his head, looking into his eyes, "Aren't you cold without clothes on?"
The boy let go of her hand, stood up straight, and looked at her.
"Go take a shower, then go to sleep."
When the handsome boy came out of the bathroom, Zhou Xiye was already asleep. The boy got into bed, looked at her face, and gently stroked it. Her rosy lips looked like an evil fruit. "You have to take me with you."
The next day, Zhou Xiye got up and had just sat up when his clothes were grabbed tightly. The boy opened his eyes, revealing eyes as clear as a stream.
"Do you want to buy me?"
Zhou Xiye frowned.
"They used me to curry favor with you, would you give me to someone else?"
Zhou Xiye's brows relaxed.
"You have to take me with you."
He repeated it again.
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