Love Code at the End of the World

In the quiet room was the sound of his clothes again, and all I had to do was perfuse myself and look at the map in front of me, and the expansion of the Ghosts was worrisome.

“The Egyptians now have new leaders, smarter than they were.” Xingchuan walked up to me and looked at the map with agitation. "The original ghost eaters only knew to rob and feed people, and now this, knowing to occupy resources, use resources, rarely kill again. ”

He points to some of the red dots: “They first seize this place, and then they serve as a new base for their expansion, and the people of this city are willing to surrender, and the Egyptians will not kill them, and they will serve the Egyptians, but if they do not surrender, they will slaughter them all, one by one.” Xingchuan tightened his eyebrows and revealed a heavy colour. “You see, their stronghold is very close to the ground. If a city is attacked, the surrounding cities will quickly support it. The Egg Erosion Nation has formed a scale, which was too light an enemy for us. By the time it was discovered, they had grown...”

“So it's harder to attack them? ”

Starling River nodded: “We need to build a base on the ground, but with Silver Moon City, it's difficult at the moment, both in terms of resources and strength. It is still mainly defensive, so keep the twelve stitches in place.” Starling River points to the only seam that prevents the Ghosts from eating.

On both sides of the stitches are two extraordinarily large areas of radiation, covering almost the entire continent on both sides. If the Ghosts are to attack, they need to circle a whole continent, which is very difficult.

The Ghosts robbed half the world by robbing it.

Yet the Silver Moon City holds the highest technology, but can only float in space, unable to land. From the map, the Egyptians should have outnumbered Silver Moon City by far.

It's easier to be evil.

“We can unite people from District 12 onwards.” I point to the other half of the planet.

“Humph.” Xingchuan suddenly laughed softly, full of derision at me.

I looked at him unhappily: "What's so funny? ”

“Laugh at you for being simple.” He reached out his hand and patted me on the head, and I immediately backed off nervously, and he smiled again. Naturally, this smile was not the same as before, and he retracted his hand and smiled at me: “How many do you think are willing to sacrifice for the world? ”

I was stuck, and he asked me this question, and I seemed to understand his smile, and he was saying that after District 12, everyone was defending themselves and didn't want to join the battle against the Ghost Nation.

If the Egyptians now surrender their guns without killing, then once they call, most of the cities behind District 12 will surrender to live.

This is the end of life, where people are told from birth to live by any means. There is no country, no home, no strong sense of nationality, and naturally there will be no national dignity.

If they encounter the Eclipse, they will only frighten Cerser, and if they surrender without dying, their first choice must be surrender.

If everyone was willing to fight with a knife and a gun, they wouldn't be so hard to recruit soldiers.

“When the time is right, I'll meet with Herrett.” Xingchuan suddenly said, "I looked at him, and he looked at me," you let Harry break his glasses, didn't you? ”

“Well.” I admit, because there's nothing to hide, he's found me, and naturally he can think of Herry's glasses, and I let Harry break them deliberately.

“Humph...” he smiled softly, lifting his face and sighing, “Luckily now you are my man, otherwise if you become an enemy...” He looks at me with sharp eyes, "you will be worse than the Egg Race. ”

I was too lazy to look at him: "Don't mess with me. ”

“So... sleeping with you?” His voice suddenly had more of a playful taste.

I looked at him, and he smiled at me, “You know, I couldn't sleep without you.” His eyes began to soften and he looked at me with an almost loving eye, looking at me all numb.

I touched my arm: "Don't pretend you're here with me. That's a nasty look. ”

He smiled wickedly and took a step further towards me, lowering his face and dropping his long hair to his face: “Because…” He looked deeply into my eyes, "I was addicted. ”

I took a step back immediately and kept him at a safe distance, looking at him strangely: "Why do you need someone to sleep with you? ”

After my words, the joy on his face gradually disappeared. He stood upright, without any expression on his face, and revealed once again that he seemed like anything less sexy than an angry look: “When I was a kid... I had a little sister with me...” He spoke faintly and looked out of the balcony without any expression.

“Miss?” I pick the eyebrows, miss ~ ~ ~

He walked to the balcony and stared at the deep red planet: “My father was abandoned by Grandpa in Silver Moon City because of the rebellion...” I was greatly surprised when unusually plain words spit out of his lips.

And he, still staring at the planet, had no expression on his face, like a stranger's story.

“My mother left me in search of my father, and then Grandpa sent a little sister to take care of me. I've been sleeping with her, sleeping with her. I feel like... sleeping with my mother, warm and safe...”

“And then what? Where's your sister? ”

“Dead." He said faintly, "She died when I was thirteen. She died in front of me when she was 18.” He turns around and still says without a look, "The silver moon you see is her. ”

I stood in shock.

He looked at me blankly: “At that time she was my favorite person, my mother, my sister, my family, after she died, I...” He paused his voice and became silent, like a nagging doll gradually running out of electricity and becoming quiet.

“I'm sorry I shouldn't have asked you.” I looked at him with guilt, thirteen years old, at the time when emotions were most sensitive, and I could feel his pain and sorrow.

If that young lady were still alive, perhaps the star river would look completely different today.

Starling Chuan blinked, as if the doll had electricity again, and all along, you couldn't see the sadness, the pain, or the loss of a loved one's face, and it was more like the pain had become numb and made him cold.

“People always die, don't they?” He looked at me and said.

I looked at him in a complicated mood, and he was really numb and cold because of her death.

“Yes. People always die.” I said, I don't know what to say to him anymore.

He smiled softly, seemingly indifferent to the past, as if there were no traces of half-wire on the bottom of his heart, unable to cause a half-wire wave in his heart lake.