Heroic Death System

The deputy opened the door for Rhine and asked, "Sir, are you going back to the camp or to the office? ”

“The Mansion.” Reine sat in the back seat with a dark eye through the windows, falling far from the end in sight.

The car was driving fast on the street, the car was silent, and the driver's deputy felt an invisible pressure. Usually, he would talk to the chief for a few words, and now he has no courage to talk.

At this moment, Rhine suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Stop the car! ”

The deputy was surprised, but his excellent qualities made him react immediately, parking the car on the side of the road smoothly and quickly, while keeping a vigilant eye on the surroundings.

“My lord, what happened?” The deputy asked.

Rhine did not answer, and his gaze at the moment was completely attracted by the figure that appeared across the street.

He wore a plush blue casual jacket with a white shirt and fitted black trousers that outlined his long legs. With a bunch of flaming flowers in his hand, he reflected his gentle smile, turned into a bright colour and broke into his grey gaze.

Where he goes, the roadside buildings, the gardens, the signs... everything, it all seems to have been injected with life and has become colorful.

Rhine walked out of the car uncontrollably, looking away at the winding rainbow, and then he walked and went after it demonically.

“My lord.” The deputy shouted eagerly.

“Go back yourself, don't follow me.” Leave that sentence, Rhine has come a long way.

Traffic crossed the street and pedestrians crossed the street, but Rhine's eyes were only the color in front of him. Step by step behind him, don't care about the passage of time, not about the transformation of the environment, everything around him becomes quiet and peaceful, as if it never ends.

There was a faint fragrance in the air, which Rhine had previously thought was floral before realizing was the scent emitted by the pheromones on his body. Sweet, enthusiastic, gentle… each one keeps him in love.

Not knowing how long he had been walking, the young man in front suddenly suddenly took shape and stepped up and rushed to the door of a mall. There was an Alpha pulling an Omega, a bit rude, and a very bad expression on his face.

The atmosphere was instantly broken and Rhine returned to the noisy world.

“Mother and father.” Jean-Claude reached out to stop Alpha from pulling Giva's arm, coldly questioning, "Uncle Gera, what are you doing? ”

Gera is Filmer's father's younger brother and has always had a crush on Giva. Just hindered his brother's strength and didn't dare to take any real action.

“Phil, you're here.” Giva immediately smiled happily when she saw her child.

“Mother, did he bully you?” Jean can stare coldly at Gera.

Instead of talking to Giva, Gera argued one step at a time: "Who said I was bullying him? I was just looking at him with something in his hand, trying to help him. ”

“Really? That was a misunderstanding, I'm sorry.” Shanko said softly, "leave this to me, uncle business is busy, we won't delay your time. ”

Gera faked a few laughs and walked away knowingly.

Jella dares not offend Jella, who is now an Associate Major (who was promoted to Colonel only before his death).

When the blind person left, Jean-Claude stuffed the flowers into Giva's arms, then picked up the shopping bag from him and put it on his shoulder and said, "Mother, go, I'll walk around with you. ”

“Okay.” Giva was so happy.

Gerald walked to his car with a gloomy face, completely unaware that two cold eyes were staring at him not far away.

There is no such person in Rhine's memory, and I'm sure he's not a very important person.

The Omega named Giva made some impressions because he had been in contact with Giva's husband several times. At the same time, he remembered the young man's name, Fillmore.

A few years ago, Fillmore, a military proofreader, was sent to Via City for a graduation test, which resulted in a bug siege. In the absence of the commander in command of the operation, the man was at stake, bravely killed and held the position for several days and nights until reinforcements arrived, saving tens of thousands of lives.

Later, he personally ordered the individual to be dragged into his own production. But more can't be remembered. He can see the future of most of the people around him, only Fillmore's memories are very blurred.

Rhine continued to follow them, silently watching him and Giva say funny things, creating a faint envy in his heart and… unnamed jealousy.

After shopping, Jean can accompany Giva to dinner in the restaurant.

Rhine is sitting in a corner a dozen meters from them, just in front of Sankoh.

Beautiful face, flying splendor, an unspeakable vitality between hands and feet. The blurred image in Rhine's brain gradually becomes clearer, more real and fuller.

After dinner, Jean-Claude declined the invitation to stay at home, sent Giva to the car and waved goodbye.

Rhine paid to walk out of the restaurant, but the food on the table didn't move at all.

Outside the sky is darkened, the surrounding Chinese lights flash, one front and two rear shadows, quietly walking in the street.

Laine didn't understand why she didn't take the initiative to greet him, as if she were afraid of something, preferring to be an unidentified stalker and follow in silence his footsteps.

At this point, the communication device on your body is ringing.

Rhine turned it around and immediately heard the deputy: “Sir, where are you now? Do you need a subordinate to pick you up? ”

After a glance at the time, Rhine discovered that more than six hours had passed.

“No, I'll go back myself.” At the end of the call, when Rein lifted his eyes again, the figure disappeared into sight.

Rhine suddenly tightened his heart and panicked, quickly walking through the crowd and searching for the figure.

If there is a clear scent in the air, like a warm wind, it gently soothes Rhine's agitated mood.

Rhine pauses and quietly feels the source of this fragrance.

Soon, he opened his eyes, and the world grey, once again, became colorful. The figure just disappeared and reappeared in his sight.

The distance between the two gradually decreases as the other person proactively approaches. Rhine was afraid to break the dream, at this moment, to become real.

“Major General, what a coincidence. Are you shopping too?” You can gaze at the man in front of you and flash a glow of joy in your eyes.

Just now, he realized that this man's pheromones were so clear and powerful, even in a crowd of mixed breaths. So he went back and found his exact location.

Rhine slowly moved his lips and called out his name: "Phil...”

It is strange to note his hesitation and hesitation.

Why is Rhine so melancholy and depressing today when the mood is in full swing? And in their relationship, even if it's not public love, it shouldn't be so negligent.

His expression seemed familiar and unfamiliar to him, as well as a stiffness that he did not know how to get along.

It has just been traced back, and I don't know the situation yet, so I didn't suddenly express my doubts.

He smiled and suggested, "Now that we've met, let's go for a walk. ”

Rhine nodded.

Walking side by side, they can easily and naturally tell all kinds of street stories, sometimes buying a little something and shoving it in Rhine's hand or pocket.

Rhine was just watching, listening, eating, letting him near undefended.

It seems that he has not felt this way for a long time, as if he has experienced loneliness for several lifetimes, it was not easy to recover this lost warmth.

“So late?” Jean can look at the time and say to Rhine, "Shall I take you home? ”

“Mm-hmm.” Rhine promised, “go back together. ”

The so-called return together is to stay overnight.

He “invited” people into his office when he could send them to the door.

After an hour or two of getting along, it turns out Rhine did change. The former Rhine was brilliant and warlike; today Rhine, majestic and restrained, is also deep in obscure melancholy and dangerous.

After taking a bath, you will find Rhine sitting in the living room drinking.

As he wiped his hair, he walked up to him and sat down. “Oh, my lord, didn't you hear about the new assignment? How come you haven't been notified? ”

“The transfer mission?” Rhine looked at his wet hair and replied, "I refused. ”

Jean can make a move and flash a surprise in his eyes: "You refused, why? ”

This mission was his death journey, and he wasn't ready for a backlash, so Rhine strangled the danger in the cradle first?

Is... is he reborn?

But if he's really reborn, why is he so strange about himself? Neither acquainted nor guarded, nor proactive, nor alienated.

Also, drinking late at night, which was a habit that Reine had never had before. Especially when he's around, he rarely drinks.

“I don't know, I just don't think I can take this task.” Rhine took a gentle sip of the glass and did it extremely naturally.

“Drinking at night hurts my stomach. Shall I cook you something to eat?” You can put down the towel and walk up to the kitchen.

Leaning lazily on the sofa, Rhine's two deep eyes followed his figure.

It wasn't until the smell of food came from the kitchen that Rhine felt hungry. After walking with Jean for several hours today, I haven't eaten much. At this time, under the stimulation of rice fragrance, my stomach immediately rumbled.

Serve food directly on the coffee table in front of the sofa. It's going to be late at night, and it's not that much of a deal.

Rhine dropped the glass, picked up the bowl and ate the chopsticks. The way he eats, he follows the military style, such as the autumn wind sweeps down the leaves as clean and clean.

The living room is quiet with only the slight sound of the Rhine bowl chopsticks collision.

When he finished eating, he could stare at him silently for a moment and then softly call out: "Rhine. ”

“Hmm?”

“Are you... weeping? ”