PFC Chapter 265: I Have Amnesia + Overwhelmed + Interests (3000 words)
Chapter 265: I Have Amnesia + Overwhelmed + Interests (3000 words)
Chapter 265: I Have Amnesia + Overwhelmed + Interests (3000 words)
The man ignored her at all, and the eyes staring at her gradually dimmed, his hands were clenched tightly, and his face was depressed and sad.
——No, not her.
How could Jin'er not know him? !
But this familiar breath, obviously——
Or, has he grown too much in 10 years?She doesn't know him anymore?Jin'er said that she hates stray beasts that kill cold-blooded beasts indiscriminately...
Great panic and helplessness suddenly rose in the heart of the man who had always been decisive in killing.
Mi Yin's whole body was as stiff as a stone, and the icy cold breath surged into his heart like a tide. His throat tightened for a moment, and he lowered his head and stared nervously at the pair of round purple pupils in front of him, longing to find out what was happening in the shadow reflected in the bottom of his eyes. Back to familiar colors.
Finally, he closed his eyes, opened them again, and looked down at his hands.
I don't know what to think.
His fierce and domineering aura weakened visibly to the naked eye.
"Don't think that Ze Sheng can find you." After a long while, Mi Yin's eyes fell on it again, and there was a bit of contempt in his cold voice, "He can't protect himself now, but he can't take care of you."
Warmia suddenly raised her head and almost exclaimed, Ze Sheng? !
Seeing her panicked attitude, the man didn't know what to think, and smiled coldly, "What? You want to go back to him? It will never be possible until you fully reveal your identity."
His breath became violent and uncontrollable.
He was originally a born wandering beast, but also an extremely cold-blooded snake beast, with a strong animal nature and destructive desire flowing in his blood.
Ten years ago, after she left, he also completely lost the only shackles that could restrain his animal nature. After going around, he still became a wild snake that no one wanted to watch over, allowing hatred to grow recklessly.
There was another heavy rain outside the cave, and thunder blasted the cave.
The man's tall figure pushed her straight to the corner, his gloomy expression was half buried in the darkness, which made people feel extremely oppressive and dangerous.
Vamia was horrified by his appearance.
The chubby little waist tightened, and it almost couldn't breathe. Touching down the pink pad, it instantly felt the speed at which the cold and smooth scales were slowly rubbing against the center of the paw.
"..." among people, among people, among people.
"I really can't answer you, because I don't remember what happened before." It took a deep breath to encourage its beating heart.
He raised his head and met the man's suddenly changed gaze. His originally sincere tone began to hesitate and tremble again, "Well, you, you have to let me think about it, right? I can't lie to you, right?"
"...Don't remember?" Miyin's voice froze, her eyes fixed on it, not letting go of any expression, and the gray eyes were stained with some kind of heat again, "You mean, amnesia?"
"Yeah!" It can also be said that, after all, she has no impression of the truth of the previous things.
But she knew that she must have experienced something before, could this big snake be someone she knew before?
In the past, driven by curiosity, Wamiya also asked Ze Sheng, but he just smiled slightly, and could easily turn her curiosity to other things at key points every time.
As time passed, she simply stopped asking him, as the saying goes, multiple memories are so troublesome.
But at this moment, life and death were at stake, and she could only try to comfort the man in front of her, who was as violent as a beast and had scarlet eyes.
After half an hour.
Miyin restrained her expression, pulled away and left, disappearing from Wamiya's sight.
Outside the cave, it was raining heavily. He raised his head and let the icy raindrops drench him completely.
The expression on his face was unusually calm, but the hands beside him were clenched and bleeding.
If it's amnesia, no wonder, it must be Ze Sheng's damned guy who got in the way!
……
Continuous rain fell on Mi Yin's body.
The rainwater slid down the lush and smooth waist-length ink hair to his handsome eyebrows, sharp-edged jaw...it spread all the way to the man's well-textured firm muscles, and finally submerged under the slender and powerful snake-tail scales, melting on the surface.
The irrigation of the cold rain made his originally frozen heart even hotter.
Everything just seemed so unreal.
Fortunately, this time it was not a dream, it was real.
The little fox who was left alone in the cave silently tidied the grass pile under his buttocks. Thinking back on all the bad things that happened today, he couldn't help but get a little mist in his eyes, and wiped it away with his paw.
When Mi Yin came back again, he held a pile of wet firewood in his arms, and a dead wild sheep was curled up loosely by the snake's tail.
The sodden pile of firewood was thrown on the ground.
He raised a cluster of flames from his fingertips and threw them on the wet wood, which instantly illuminated the entire cave and dried the wet wood quickly.
The warm orange bonfire warms the originally dark and damp cave.
A lot of rain seeped out of the hole again, soaking the ground, and it tended to gradually spread to the fire and the haystack under the little white fox's butt.
Mi Yin glanced at it, then swept the surrounding mounds with the tail of the snake, blocking half of the hole with ease.
After blocking the cold wind and rain blowing from outside the cave, the temperature in the cave gradually increased as the bonfire burned.
From the moment he came in to the present, from beginning to end, Mi Yin didn't say a single word.
Under Warmia's surprised gaze, he calmly handled the prey, and the long fingers he had used for killing all year round handled the prey with ease.
He skewered the processed meat with twigs and put it on the campfire to start roasting the meat.
He has been drinking blood from his nipples for many years, and now he is back to his old profession, but his techniques don't show much unfamiliarity.
"You should be hungry. I won't be able to leave tonight. Eat something to fill your belly. I'll take you to another place tomorrow morning."
He handed her a piece of roasted meat wrapped in leaves.
"..." Wamiya looked at the man's expression, for some reason, it was much softer than before.
The hostility originally hidden in those scarlet snake pupils was replaced by warmth.
Her heart was moved, and she took the piece of barbecue that was not good looking, lowered her head and smelled the smell of barbecue without any seasoning sauce, it seemed, it wasn't that hard to swallow?
After being hungry for a whole day, maybe it really starved her down, and she who has been taking care of her since she woke up has actually finished eating this piece of barbecue.
"Hiccup~"
It's so good to eat.
It rubbed its round belly and licked its mouth as if aftertaste.
The craftsmanship of this snake beast barbecue won her heart.
Mi Yin watched her from the side, and after she finished eating, she spontaneously cleaned up the food residues on the ground and threw them all out of the cave.
After eating and drinking, Warmia stretched out comfortably, lay down on the soft haystack and shook her fluffy tail, "I'm sleepy."
"Ah."
His voice softened a lot, and he replied softly, not knowing what he was thinking.
She turned her head to look at him curiously, looked the man up and down again—is this the vicious and dangerous snake beast she knew three hours ago?
Realize that the other party should not hurt her again.
She simply got bolder, took the initiative to give up a piece of soft grass, and said obediently and friendlyly, "You also need to rest, there is no other place in the cave to settle down, you, do you want to come together?"
"I'm not sleepy." He stared at her closely.
Warmia, "..." She was afraid that he was not sleepy. What if he was hungry at night and the snake suddenly wanted to eat a piece of fox meat?
After half an hour.
"Then, should I go to sleep first?" She really couldn't bear it anymore, and the drowsy feeling came back again.
"Ah."
He piled all the clothes he had snatched on it.
Not long after, he heard soft breathing.
With a stray snake beast by her side, she slept peacefully. She rarely showed any fear along the way, unlike other females who feared and loathed snake beasts.
Perhaps it was also because of this reason that he chose to stay by her side without hesitation back then.
Mi Yin couldn't help curling the corners of her lips, recalling the past, her throat was dry again, and the warmth in her eyes was somewhat complicated.
To be honest, he didn't know how to face this situation for a while.
He was used to loving her, and he was used to killing, but he was inexperienced, so he was in a hurry, and he didn't know how to deal with the feeling of losing and regaining now.
Complicated and chaotic.
He was afraid that it was an empty joy.
It seems that only by letting his eyes follow her and firmly lock her figure in his eyes can he feel the peace of mind that he has not seen for a long time.
In the middle of the night, there was an endless clatter of rain, and there was a thunderous explosion outside the cave. Looking sideways, a slender and tall figure was reflected in the vision.
The air soon filled with a strong smell of moisture and blood.
He subconsciously reached out, grabbed the two pieces of clothes, and covered the little fox tightly from head to claws to avoid the cold.
"Cough—you are leisurely and elegant. You live in a cave on rainy nights. Do you want to review your previous life as a wild snake?"
The visitor narrowed his eyes and looked over, not hiding the sarcasm in his words, and his voice was a bit weak.
He stepped into the cave covered in rain and blood.
The boy was eighteen or nineteen years old, he looked like he had just grown up, his figure was thin but not concealed.
Under the messy black hair is a casual and indifferent expression, handsome eyebrows, thin lips are red, and the mole at the corner of the eye looks cold and attractive.
The few new scars on his body added a bit of broken beauty to him.
"This is..." He walked into the cave and got closer before he smelled another breath besides the two of them.
This breath...
Somewhat familiar, but can't remember.
"What are you hiding?" Qi Yuan never bothered to guess. He looked at Mi Yin and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"My things have nothing to do with you, right?" He replied coldly, "I hate talkative people."
"... Whatever you want." Qi Yuan didn't pay much attention to it, the left and right people are only interested, and it's fine if they have nothing to do with themselves.
He picked a corner, squatted down against the wall, and planned to adjust his wounds.
The thick black air lingered in the depths of his wound as he stitched it up.
"Looking at your situation, it seems that the plan is not going well. Ze Sheng is still alive?"
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