Little Mushroom

From the moment he was embraced by Lu Yan, Anzhe trembled violently.

He rested on him, his forehead against the landing shoulder, completely unable to describe his mood at the moment, but felt that the heart was pinched by one hand, clenching, drastic pain drowned him, a large warm liquid from his eyes When it came out, he knew he was crying, knowing that it was tears, something that human beings can only possess, but he felt this feeling for the first time.

He thought that if it wasn't for two months before Lu Yan let him go, then when his alien identity was exposed, he wouldn't feel that he had failed to trust Lu Yan.

If it wasn't for Lu Ye who had established some friendship-like feelings with Lu Ye these days, he might not be so afraid when facing Lu Ye's muzzle.

And if Lu Yan didn't hug him in the end, he might not feel ... so wronged.

But why Lu Yan put down the gun, he did not know, he had never experienced such an intense emotion now that he was unable to handle other things.

-He may have been crying for a long time, and when no more tears came out, he was still slightly aspirating.

Then Lu Yan finally let go of him. He watched Lu Xun walk to the wreckage of the plane, pry the boot with the scattered parts on the ground, and take out a bright orange box.

He rubbed his eyes and his voice was a little dumb. "Why is it broken?"

"Engine failure." Lu Yan said: "Fault information is recorded in the black box and can only be analyzed after returning to the base."

An Zhe said, "I saw several planes falling."

Lu Yan gave a faint "um".

Even if Anzhe was just a mushroom, it was strange to know that so many aircraft had engine failures at the same time.

Lu Yan walked back to him: "Where do you live?"

An Zhe: "On the ground."

Lu Yan raised an eyebrow.

-An Zhe then shut up and stopped talking, this phrase "on the ground" is really not like what a human can say.

But soon Lu Yan noticed the only unusual thing in this wasteland, the black bee and the backpack on the ground. He went there, followed by Anzhe, but his calf hurt badly-just got it.

Lu Yan looked back at him, Anzhe bit his lower lip, and limped to follow him.

-Then, he was carried back by Lu Yan.

Anchored by the colonel, he was reborn two times, and An Zhe successfully pinpointed his position. They are close together, unlike the distance that humans and aliens should have.

But just tonight, the colonel didn't seem to be a colonel, and the alien didn't seem to be alien.

When holding Lu Yan's neck, An Zhe touched something.

——A hard pendant was also hung between Lu Yan's neck.

The escape from Lu Yan's death seemed to increase his guts a lot, and the shape of the pendant was too familiar. He stuck his fingers to Lu Yan's neck and gently fished it out. Lu He said nothing, it seemed to acquiesce to this action.

——Silver metal chain end, a brass-colored cartridge case flashes a little dark light under the aurora.

An Zhe didn't know who it meant, he whispered softly.

Just listen to Lu Yan said lightly: "My father."

An Zhe didn't speak for a long time. After about three minutes, he put the pendant back into Lu Yi's clothes, put his head on Lu Yi's shoulders, and folded his arms.

Across the clothing, Lu Yan felt that the person on his back tightened his body slightly nervously, then gradually relaxed, and the whole person hung on him. After what happened today, An Zhe can still lean on him so defenselessly, the boy will always do something unexpected.

An Zhe's warm breath slammed on his neck and shoulders, which is the normal weight of a boy of this age, but it was not heavy for Lu Yan. He lingered on him as if the dangers and fears in this world should have nothing to do with him.

Lu Yan remembered the year he joined the trial court.

There is no special reason to enter the courtroom, and sometimes he wants to protect everyone. But in such an era, this is nothing more than a doomed illusion. He protected some people and hurt many others. He did not intend to, but he was destined to become the object of hatred.

While walking, An Zhe's breathing gradually became lighter and gentler. He cried for a long time today, and should be tired of crying. Like all the little things involved in the world, this little alien may be falling asleep.

Lu Yan also remembered that one month ago, the afternoon when the insects were raging in the city, he received a call from An Zhe, his voice was soft, as if afraid. This was his seventh year as a judge, and for the first time in seven years, he had received help, and no one else would have done so.

He felt he could at least protect somebody-at least at that moment, he had such a fleeting expectation in his heart.

When it was put down, An Zhe was about to fall asleep. Lu Ying put his coat behind his head as a pillow, but this person obviously didn't take care of the person, and the badge on his chest pinned An Zhe again. An Zhe took it down and found that this was the one he had been holding in the base. When he escaped in the form of mycelium, his clothes, including this badge, were probably scattered on the ground, but now the badge has returned to Lu Yan.

Holding it, An Zhe asked carefully: "Did the doctor say something to you?"

Lu Yan looked down at him, "What do you want to say?"

An Zhe whispered: "... nothing."

Lu Zheng did have a plan to explain to him seriously, but then he saw An Zhe pillow on his uniform, holding his backpack, and grouped himself into a ball. Dark black eyes looked at him seriously, as if it was easy to produce Emotional fluctuations.

So Lu Yan laughed and said lightly, "Do you think you have so much ability?"

An Zhan turned over and turned his back to him completely.

The author has something to say: Colonel, benevolence.