It’s Over! The Major General is Bent!

The soles of the dark boots were stepping on the metal ground, and the dull footsteps echoed in the quiet space, appearing extremely clear.

The black majorer took his steps, his legs were long, and his strides were large, so he walked very fast. The teenager who was holding his wrists behind him almost trot to catch up with him, and he was sometimes beaten by him. Drag forward a few steps.

But the reason why Mute took a few steps forward was not to catch up with Major General Troll. He still could keep up with the trot. The reason he was dragged forward was because he tried to stop and not to go, several times. Pulled the major back, but his strength was compared to that of Major Troll ......... It is really vulnerable, so every time he wants to drag backwards or pull backwards, he will be dragged by Troll The major general easily moved forward and had to continue to follow the major general.

After repeating this a few times, Mute felt that this would not work, and instead of trying to pull Major Troll, he simply hurried forward a few steps, and the whole person stopped in front of Major General.

When others stopped in front of Major General Troll, Major General naturally stopped instinctively. The dull footsteps echoing in the quiet corridor stopped abruptly, leaving only the juvenile rapid breathing.

Mute was panting. He had been tug-of-war with Major General for a while, making him a little breathless. He breathed quickly while looking up at Major General.

"Can't leave him alone."

He looked directly into the major general's eyes and said simply.

"I want to go back."

Major General Taller bowed his head and stared at Mute. The dark blue pupil seemed to flash with light, like the starlight in the night sky, with a cold and dangerous atmosphere.

He looked at Mute and didn't answer, but his fingers clasping Mute's wrist were very hard—that's the strength that won't hurt Mute, but also the strength that Mute couldn't get rid of.

He apparently didn't mean to let go.

"go."

He stared at Mute, only uttering such a word.

"I have to go back." He repeated the words stubbornly with the teenager who was looking at him, "Can't leave him, I want to take him along."

"..."

The major general looked at him without answering, and the fingers clasping his wrists were still not loose.

Looking at the expressionless handsome face, Mute felt a headache, in fact he vaguely guessed why the reluctance at this moment was less.

Isn't it jealous now?

He rubbed his head with his right hand with a headache, and thought for a while, and couldn't think of a way to persuade the major general. He could only sigh for a long time.

"These days ..." he whispered, "It's all he is protecting me. Without him, I would have died."

The major general's lips froze slightly.

At that time he used himself as a bait, but did not expect that Mute was also brought over. By the time he knew this, it had been four or five days. As long as the thought of this fragile child spent so many days on this hellish planet, he couldn't help but be a little afraid.

He knows the character of this child. For the person who has helped him, this child will definitely repay, just like this child did not hesitate to sacrifice his own life to protect him because he saved him.

"I won't go with him. I just don't want him to stay in this kind of place. I hope he can leave. The universe is so big that he can freely go where he wants to go." Mute said, "Major, I I don't want to see him being imprisoned in this narrow place forever. If I leave like this now, I will regret it all my life. "

Having said that, he suddenly remembered something and quickly added another sentence.

He said, "I will remember him forever!"

This sentence made the major general's eyes jump slightly.

He pondered for a while before slowly releasing his hand.

"fifteen minutes."

He stared at Mute.

"it is good!"

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In the broken laboratory, the light has become dim, and the past projections do not know when it will disappear. The real ruins reappear under the dim light.

A piece of broken glass was scattered under the broken culture vessel, and the dark-haired man sat quietly on the ground. The fine hair was scattered in the corner of his eye and a deep shadow fell in his pupil. His blood was shocking.

He sat on the ground, looking calm, without the madness that had just appeared in front of the two men. The flesh flung open in his right hand was still bleeding, and he didn't seem to care, letting his own blood flow, staining the glass fragments on the ground, didn't mean to stop bleeding.

After a long time, there was movement in his seemingly still face, and the corners of his lips slightly raised, revealing a very shallow smile. The faint light in the air fell on his eyes, and the inexplicable smile gave an extremely gentle feeling.

But the next second, the little smile on the corner of his lips suddenly disappeared, and he looked up sharply, and the dark blue pupil slightly enlarged, and at this moment clearly reflected the boy running towards him.

His eyes were full of mistakes, and a look of surprise caught on his face.

Until the child ran back to him and squatted down to see him, he seemed a bit lost, just staring at Mute.

"……why?"

He asked, looking at the teenager, his emotions were too complicated.

"you said."

The teenager who hurried back crouched on the ground, panting, speaking instably and intermittently.

"You, you said, wherever I go, you go, you said that, so I'll take you."

"........."

Tran was instantly disoriented.

He remembered what he had said to the child when he left the planet as Troll.

[I follow you. 】

At that time, he said to the child.

[Where you go, I will go. 】

He thought Mute had long forgotten it, or didn't even care what he said seriously.

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But this child remembers, always remembers.

"I'll take you away."

Mute looked at him with a nervous look. "You have to follow me. You can't talk to me."

Tran's eyes narrowed across the teenager's face, and he reached out and embraced the teenager. His movement made Mute stupefy, but did not resist, but let him hold himself.

The blood on Tran's right arm was still flowing and soon stained the boy's clothes. He didn't realize it, because the soft body held in his arms was so warm.

"Aren't you afraid of me ... hate me?"

He gave the young boy's soft black hair a slight touch like an attachment, and whispered in a voice that seemed to scare Mute.

"Not afraid." Mute shook her head and added, "Not annoying, I said that I helped the major because I didn't want the major to be in trouble, but I didn't want you to be in trouble."

"Even if I say that?"

At that time, he said to Troll, "Give him to me, and I will tell you the truth." When that sentence came out, he had the consciousness that the child hated.

Because his words regard the child in his arms as a gift that can be given away, no one likes to be regarded as an item.

Mute hesitated for a while before slowly answering.

"I don't think ... that's what you really want to say ..." He said slowly, "I don't know exactly what you're saying such a thing, but I don't think that's what you mean."

He said, "You hate those people treating you as an object, so I don't think you will treat me the way you hate."

"..."

"Tran?"

"It's nothing."

"Why do you say that to Major General Troll?"

"... Sometimes you are too real and see too much, which is not good for you."

Tran answered inexplicably.

Yes, the child sometimes sees too much, like what he said just now.

That's not what he meant.

In the beginning, he did hold the crazy idea of ​​letting Troll kill him. He wanted Mute to see this scene clearly, even if Mute knew he was a monster who survived by eating human blood It doesn't matter-he lost everything, he went to hell, he was going to drag Troll to **** together-he was going to let Troll live in a living hell!

The moment he was about to reach his crazy idea, he covered his face with one hand.

It was the temperature of the skin of the only person he knew.

He could feel the child's fingers covering his face trembling slightly, and the trembling traces passed to him.

Suddenly he felt that Mute's hand was shaking, he suddenly regretted it, and he regretted it terribly.

What did he do?

He thought that it was like a sudden cold water pouring out the crazy flame in his heart at once.

What did he do to this child?

You can't do this ... you can't do what those monsters want you to do, you can't be the same monster as those people.

He heard the child say that, then slowly removed the hand covering his eyes.

He saw his head looking down at the pale face of his boy, and he saw the look on his face at the moment-he thought at that moment he knew how the so-called distress felt.

He thinks he knows how it feels to regret it.

[You can't really be the same monster as those people want. 】

Just barely.

He almost became a real monster.

The child's hand stopped Troll, and he pulled back to the abyss.

But he ...

He regretted it.

He didn't want to see that expression on the child's face.

What must he do to make that expression disappear from the child's face.

‘Give him to me and I ’ll tell you the truth. ’

He told Troll.

That was a test.

Troll's answer will determine whether he will entrust the child to Troll for protection, or he will guard it himself.

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When he watched the two disappear into his sight, he never thought that Mute would return here again. He never thought that he could hold the child in his arms again.

the last time.

"Let's go, Tran, leave here with me. You don't have to stay in this kind of place. I will take you to many places, many ... well, maybe soon, you can return to Earth."

Mute kept talking, trying to persuade him to take him away.

"……Earth?"

Tran repeated it gently, with the name in his mouth, as if chewing.

It was an unfamiliar name, somehow inexplicably familiar.

"Yes, Earth, a blue planet, my home is also your hometown."

"is it……"

"Although I don't know how to go back yet, one day ... So, Tran, come with me, let's find it."

"........."

"Tran?"

Half a minute later, the boy looked up in confusion.

He looked at the man looking down at him, his eyes slightly bent, and there was an indescribable tenderness.

He watched the man lower his head, and his blood-stained lips remained, and kissed his forehead with a softness that seemed to pass over.

The man looked into his eyes, staring at him like he had first seen, staring at him as if with light.

The next second, he was pushed out hard.

He fell heavily to the ground. The ground on which he was sitting had a different pattern of arcs than other grounds.

Mute looked up and saw Tran had stood next to the broken console, and smiled at him, and the smile was still like a first meeting.

He watched Tran's finger press a dusty button on the console.

Mute stretched out his hand, but the moment he just stretched out, his entire eyes were black and his brain was dizzy, making him unconscious.

Only one person was left in the run-down laboratory.

The dark-haired man stood quietly in the dim light, looking at the teleportation device, which was already empty.

There was only the sound of his breathing in the air.

It took a long time for him to move again. His fingers were pounding fast on the virtual light curtain. The console in front of him suddenly split open from the middle, and a silver box rose from the middle of the split console stand up.

The box opened slowly and automatically, and a **** red slap button emerged from the box.

Tran looked at the blood-red button for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and smashed it with a heavy punch--

Huh!

The rapid sirens rang suddenly throughout the laboratory. No, not just the laboratory, but the entire underground research institute echoing this harsh alarm repeatedly.

The fierce red light flashed desperately, shaking Teran's face. Tran stood there, surrounded by dazzling red light, his eyes dropped, motionless like a sculpture without vitality.

He didn't turn around until someone approached behind him.

The dazzling red light was flashing, and the harsh alarm sounded. The two people who stood out from the mirror stood face to face, with the same dark blue pupils facing each other.

The red light flashed endlessly on their cheeks.

Tran raised his hand and threw the metal ring from his right hand to Troll.

"I have sent the child to the ground."

Tran said lightly, "Let's go, if you don't want to die here in five minutes."

Major General Troll caught the metal ring, he looked at Tran and spoke.

"He wants you to live."

"... only one person has the right to survive, and only the winner can be lifted."

Tran raised his hand and nodded at the location of his heart with his fingertips.

"The thing that is implanted in the hearts of all of us will explode as long as it is too far away from the planet," he said. "You are the only one who was taken out of that thing."

Troll no longer said anything.

He understands the pride of the person in front of him-he continues to be imprisoned on this planet, and can only serve as a stand-in for 'Troller', and he will survive forever.

If it was him, he would make the same choice as this person.

He turned around and quickly disappeared in front of Tran.

Tran stood in place, closed his eyes, and his slender eyelashes cast a deep shadow on his cheek.

The red light flashed on his face, and the alarm sounded sharper and harsher as the seconds in the mid-air virtual time clock decreased.

...

He is a human named Tran.

It wasn't before, but it is now and it will always be the same.

There was a loud bang, then another, and then one after another, sounding continuously deep in the ground. The entire institute was shaking and shaking, one by one culture vessels burst, metal blocks on the roof rolled down, and rolled on the ground.

Standing on the swaying ground, the dark-haired man still closed his eyes, the roar of the explosion went from near to far, and the next second was before his eyes.

The light of fire lit his face.

In the scorching flames bursting, his look was peace and tranquility like never before.

And ... gentle.

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[I take you away. 】

OK, you take me away.

No matter where you go, I'm in your memory.