Chapter 562: Cold-blooded Zombie Queen vs. Soft-eared Rabbit Leader 77
After the launch mission was completed, Quan Jiu was taken away by Long Yan.
Before leaving, Pei Qingyuan pulled Long Yan into the tent, and the two discussed alone for a full three hours.
Quan Jiu shook the handcuffs on his hands: "Where are we going now?"
Long Yan drove without saying a word.
Quan Jiu's gray eyes were bright, with a clear understanding that saw through everything:
"Captain Long, could it be that you've been moved by pity and can't bear to bring me back to the base?"
Long Yan coldly denied: "No."
"Then let's go back." Quan Jiu made the final decision with a firm tone.
Long Yan frowned slightly, with a look of surprise and doubt: "You want to go back?"
For her, the best outcome is to stay in the castle.
Quan Jiu looked at the scenery passing by outside the window and said lightly:
"In no mood."
No one likes to be used as a guinea pig for research.
Long Yan waited quietly for her next words.
The woman leaned lazily against the chair and lowered her eyes: "But I feel sorry for my Seventeen."
For such a launch mission, it doesn’t really matter whether Long Yan participates or not as a person.
He just needed an excuse to legitimately delay bringing the wine back to the base.
Long Yan's grip on the steering wheel suddenly tightened.
"The castle shouldn't be far from the Liaoguang base, right?"
Quan Jiu side-glanced at Long Yan's cold and hard profile.
"Long Yan, it's been two days, it's time for you to go back."
Long Yan's dark eyes suddenly darkened, like an unmeltable pool of ink. With a loud "swish", the wheels suddenly stopped and the entire car body swayed forward.
She guessed right.
The castle is not far from the Liaoguang base.
The drive only takes three hours.
But he took her out for two whole days.
The man stepped on the brakes and his expression became even colder: "I am Long Yan, not Seventeen."
Quan Jiu smiled and did not deny it.
Since there was no interference from Seventeen, why didn't he send her back to the base as soon as possible?
The launch command center is a day and a half drive from the Liaoguang base.
Long Yan knew that she had supplies in her space, but he still took her to the supermarket and bought a whole cart of supplies.
By evening, the two men barely found a red brick house where they could shelter from the rain.
It was raining heavily outside the window. There was no electricity in the house and no way to turn on the lights. Quan Jiu took out three candles and a lighter from the storage space and lit them one by one.
Quan Jiu glanced at the stove and said, "There are dead branches and leaves here, which can be used to make a fire, just right for drying clothes."
The other end of the handcuffs was still in Long Yan's hand.
Quan Jiu raised his wrist and said, "I've already taken the initiative to ask to go back. You don't have to lock me up. It's inconvenient to go to the bathroom if I'm always handcuffed like this."
Long Yan stared at her for a full ten seconds, then finally took out his key and unlocked the handcuffs.
The environment in the brick house is very simple.
Apart from a stove, a table and a bench, there was only a wooden bed.
It was completely dark outside. There were only three candles in the room, and the light source was dim. The shadows of the two people were cast on the mud wall, and the atmosphere of a horror movie was overwhelming.
Fortunately, neither of the two people in the house is afraid of ghosts.
Quan Jiu took out oil, rice, and seasonings from the space and placed them on the stove:
"I'll light the fire and you cook."
Thanks to Seventeen, she knew that Long Yan’s cooking skills were pretty good.
As soon as Long Yan put the rice into the pot, Quan Jiu pulled him to the stove.
The fire was already burning brightly, illuminating the interior and dispelling the chill in the room.
"Come warm up by the fire with me."
Quan Jiu brought two small stools and pulled Long Yan to sit down.
As soon as the man sat down, something cold and soft was placed in his palm.
Quan Jiu ordered him without any hesitation: "Warm me up."
"I said, I'm not him." Long Yan lowered his eyes, his eyelashes hiding the expression in his eyes.
The two people's current identities can be regarded as the most familiar strangers.
She understood the part of him as Seventeen, but not the part of him as Long Yan.
Quan Jiu looked him straight in the eyes: "But you didn't push me away."
Long Yan pursed his thin lips.
He should have pushed her away.
As a human leader who specializes in eliminating zombies, he shouldn't be soft-hearted towards a zombie.
This is a selective error.
Long Yan thought a lot, constantly looking for reasons and laws, trying to make himself the iron-faced and impartial leader again.
But the memory that was so clearly imprinted in his mind made his arms rusty, and he couldn't even muster the strength to push her away.
Quan Jiu noticed his silence and struggle, and did not force him. He gently leaned his head on his shoulder, his tone inexplicably delicate, revealing dependence and trust:
"I'll take a nap. Call me when the water boils."
As a zombie, she had no sense of staying away from him and was surprisingly brave.
Long Yan stared at her sleeping face in silence. When the water boiled, he gently pushed her arm.
In the dim light of the campfire, the man's usually cold facial features seemed to have warmed up, and Quan Jiu even had the illusion that Seventeen was still there.
She blinked, took out a box of peach-flavored candies from her pocket, and gently bumped his arm:
"Do you want to eat?"
A familiar sweet aroma.
The sweet aroma of peaches penetrates the tip of the nose, and the memories of Seventeen and Quan wine come back to me.
Quan Jiu didn't have the habit of carrying candy with her, but after Shiqi was injured, she always liked to put a box of candy in her pocket. Every time he cried out in pain, she would feed him a candy with her own hands. The pain-relieving effect was immediate and it always worked.
Long Yan stared at the fruit candy in her hand silently.
Quan Jiu took a candy out of the box and put it to his lips.
The man hesitated for a moment, then opened his lips.
Taste is more intense than smell.
The sweetness of peach spreads across the lips.
"I've never seen anyone cry out in pain so loudly." Quan Jiu also stuffed a candy into his mouth. "He ate up more than ten boxes of fruit candy I had."
In fact, she knew that most of the time, Seventeen was not really in pain from the wound, but was just jealous.
Quan Jiu: "You said he's so afraid of pain, but every time a different species appears, he's the first one to stand in front of me."
She didn't mention any names, but Long Yan knew she was talking about Seventeen.
This feeling was very strange. He remembered everything she said and could even empathize with her, but a part of Long Yan's consciousness remained in his mind.
Long Yan stuffed fallen leaves into the stove with an expressionless face: "What do you want to say?"
Quan Jiu looked at the rising bonfire, his eyes slightly lowered, his voice deep and hoarse:
"I want to say..."
"I miss him."
Long Yan was stunned.
The body reacts over the brain.
A surge of sour and bitter emotions turned into a trickle, winding and spreading in the chest.
It is not as turbulent as the raging waves, but it is continuous and long-lasting.
No matter how hard you try, it won't cut.
Under the control of strong emotions, he instinctively raised his arms slightly, wanting to hug the person in his arms tightly.
Just as he was about to touch Quan Jiu's back, Long Yan clenched his fingers and made fists. Relying on his strong self-control, he stopped his movements.
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