Chapter 7

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On the temporary marching bed by the window, Shen Shanwu lay quietly on his side. The duvet fluctuated regularly with his breathing, and there was a slight baby fat on his cheeks pressed into the pillow. He slept very quietly and sweetly.

After closing his eyes, his long eyelashes were particularly eye-catching, with distinct roots, trembling lovingly because of a little breeze. Shen Shanwu’s lips were naturally half-opened because of his deep sleep, and even the sound of breathing was almost unheard.

Even Yao Wuque had to admit that if this kid could maintain this state all the time, he wouldn’t hate him at all.

Jiang Huan stood by Shen Shanwu’s bed and watched for a while, tucked the quilt, and then retreated without saying a word. Before leaving, he forcibly turned off the lights, regardless of whether Yao Wuque had not finished sudoku.

“…” Yao Wuque was forced to close the book and pen and drank all the water at the head of the bed in the dark. He had never seen his captain so gentle with anyone. He lay on the bed and wondered over and over what ecstasy the dead kid next bed had given to the captain, and how he could be so favored by the captain.

After a long time of unsuccessful thinking, Yao Wuque finally fell asleep restlessly in the boy’s troubles, and at the same time, the person sleeping by the window opened his eyes under the hazy moonlight. Shen Shanwu sat up slowly, her red eyes on a black background shining like a cat in the shadows.

He waited patiently for a while, waiting for all the sounds in the villa to calm down, then he took the bag at the end of the bed, raised his hand and squeezed the lock hanging on the window with a gentle pinch. He opened the window with a small slit and let the bag out first, then he went out lightly, closed the window, and did not alarm Yao Wuque, who had taken sleeping pills and slept soundly on the other bed from beginning to end.

Too unsuspecting, Shen Shanwu slid silently down the pipe outside the villa wall and landed on the grass. His seventeen-year-old body was really weak. If it was Jiang Huan or the extremely vigilant lieutenant who was in the room with him tonight, he would definitely not slip out so easily.

Shen Shanwu looked back at the dark villa, and quietly dived into the dark night.

Compared to the team with a regular and conscious schedule, the school was still very lively. After the end of the world, there would be no more entrance exams and no more self-study. Students with strong families would go home after class, and there would be no such strong residential houses. It was the beginning of the new month, and it was time for these hairy boys to make trouble.

The one on the night shift at the school was originally an old man. After a break-in incident by a kid in the suburbs during the day, it became four old men. They got together for a game of mahjong.

When Shen Shanwu approached, he happened to hear them talking about the daytime accident. Amidst the sound of the rubbing of the mahjong, the rumors had already fantasized that he was the unmarried first love’s child of the captain of the Shanhai Team. The Captain fell in love with the scumbag as his first love. First love hated the captain, who was a poor boy when he was young.First love didn’t expect it to be in the 30 years of Hedong and 30 years of Hexi.

It’s said to have noses and eyes, as if they have experienced it firsthand.

Originally, Shen Shanwu wanted to wait to see if there were any students who sneaked back at night and mixed in among them to enter the school, but he didn’t expect the security to be so bad. He just accelerated the speed of the mutant and easily entered the school without any effort.

The corridors of the dormitory building were full of students who were wearing padded jackets on top and big pants on bottom, running around in a huff. Listening to their conversation, they came back before the bathroom closed, waving torches, candles, or oil lamps in their hands and fighting all the way. Shen Shanwu walked over wearing a mask without attracting anyone’s attention.

The president’s son lived in a quadruple room. When Shen Shanwu entered, there was only one person in it. He slept in the upper bunk and asked if he had taken a shower without raising his head.

Shen Shanwu didn’t make a sound. He looked at the student business cards marked on the bedpost one by one, found the target person, and put the backpack in the innermost part of his bed.

The student in the upper bunk never got a response. He strangely turned on the flashlight and poked his head out of the bed. After searching for a long time, he didn’t find anyone. “Did I hear it wrong?” He said to himself strangely.

When his real roommates came back, he told the other three about it. A tall, thin man with glasses told him that he must have seen a ghost with a smile, but when he climbed into the bed and touched the backpack on the pillow, the expression on his face was that he had really seen a ghost.

Intuition made the thin and tall man close his mouth tightly. He avoided his roommate and opened his backpack carefully. Under the dim and divergent flashlight, there was a transparent glass cover, which represented the highest existing protection technology, and the glass was shrouded in a blooming white flower. The pure black stamens and branches and leaves were weird and charming, and the petals on them were dazzling white.

Eternal Flower—it only grows in the areas with the strongest radiation. Once it blooms, it will never wither. Even if it is picked, it will always remain in bloom. The flower language is eternal love.

This kind of flower was beautiful, but it was poisonous everywhere. Even if it was picked off, it would continue to emit strong radiation. It was a question whether ordinary people could even approach the place where the immortal flower grew. There were only mutants in this world who could obtain it.

The tall and thin man closed his bag abruptly. He tried to suppress his rapid breathing. The time was approaching ten o’clock. He knew that he had received his father’s birthday gift, even if the face in his memory was already blurred.

For a long time, he couldn’t help but open the zipper of his backpack again, lean into the light through a small gap, hold his breath, and cast his gaze…

In the middle of the night, Yao Wuque was awakened by the urge to pee. He rubbed his head and always felt very unconscious, but the urge was really strong. He was fined two hundred push-ups for not giving Jiang Tong water. He was so angry that he drank seven large cups in front of Jiang Tong all afternoon, and now the retribution was coming.

Yao Wuque sat up dimly with sleepy eyes and subconsciously looked in Jiang Tong’s direction first. A bag was arched on the small bed next to the bed, and the little guy was nestling there in a regular manner.

“…A little.” Yao Wuqu made a childish grimace, turned on the night light dangling, and went out to solve his physiological problems. After he came back, Jiang Tong on the bed was still in the same posture, his whole body was buried in the quilt, and he was not afraid of suffocating himself to death. Yao Wuque was not so kind as to tuck him into the quilt. He raised the lamp and returned to the bed. He was about to go to sleep again, but suddenly his back became cold and he realized a problem that made his mind clear instantly—

Where was the backpack that Jiang Tong never left behind?

He clearly remembered that Jiang Tong put the bag at the end of the bed before going to sleep. Because he was curious about the contents of the bag, Yao Wuque couldn’t help but pay attention to the movement of the big black bag.

Yao Wuque suddenly turned on the light switch, Jiang Tong’s quilt was bulging, but when the darkness faded, this kind of ‘bulge’ became extremely false.

“No, no, no…don’t…” Yao Wuque prayed and stepped forward and opened Jiang Tong’s quilt—there was no one there. He wailed in pain, and looked up to see that the lock on the window was missing.

Am I a fucking dead pig? The locks are gone. I slept a meter away and didn’t hear anything?? Yao Wuqu questioned himself frantically, hurriedly ran out of the room and knocked on the next door.

Sleeping next door were the only two girls on the team. Zhong Yin opened the door very quickly, and Zhang Xiaowen followed and rubbed her eyes.

“Jiang Tong is gone.”

With four words in a sentence, Zhang Xiaowen was so scared that she almost poked her finger into her eyes. Zhong Yin suddenly pushed Yao Wuque and rushed into the next room. There was no temperature under the opened quilt. Obviously, people had been away for a long time.

“Wuque and I are going out to find someone. Sister Xiaowen, you go and tell the captain.” Zhong Yin calmly gave instructions, and Yao Wuque simply put on a protective jacket over his pajamas. While he hated this kid so much that he wanted to pull the kid’s skin cramps, he was a little scared, “We’re looking for…What if we can’t find him?”

“If you can’t find you, take the initiative to withdraw from the team and apologize.” Zhong Yin put on long boots on her bare feet and a mask, and went out with Yao Wuque in a temperature of ten degrees.

Xiaowen, who stayed in the villa, was really suffering. She didn’t feel sleepy at all. She went around the living room frantically three times. Finally, she took a deep breath and went to the top floor and knocked on the captain’s door.

The door opened quickly, and Jiang Huan stood in front of the door with a black cloak on his shoulders. Behind him was the boundless darkness. The night light he was holding in his hand was the only light. Jiang Huan at night was always surrounded by a hazy sense of depression, as if he had just awakened from a lingering nightmare.

“What’s the matter?” Jiang Huan asked calmly. Once he spoke, that fragile feeling faded like a tide, and he became the familiar captain of Shanhai again.

“Captain…” Xiaowen said cautiously, “Jiang Tong…is gone.”

Jiang Huan’s expression was cold, “He’s gone? Why didn’t you notice it?”

“Yao Wuque said that when he woke up in the middle of the night, the kid and bag were gone, and the lock on the window was gone. He guessed that he had escaped from the window.”

A formally trained team mercenary actually let a ten-year-old child escape from the third floor alone under their nose. This fact is absurd. Jiang Huan paused for a moment, and then he was furious, “Where is Yao Wuque? He didn’t hear the noise of picking the lock at all?!”

He didn’t control his volume well, and the lieutenant and a member of the team in the next room quickly heard the sound and poked their heads out.

Xiaowen hurriedly said, “He and Xiaoyin went out to find someone.”

“Did he do it on purpose?” Jiang Huan said gloomily, “Deliberately letting Jiang Tong go.”

Xiaowen suddenly became even more anxious, “Captain, no captain, Wuque won’t do this…” The more she explained, the paler she became. Anyone could see that Yao Wuque didn’t like Jiang Tong. If Jiang Tong was leaving, Yao Wuque would definitely clap his hands to applaud.

But the captain had never expressed such doubts about the members before. Was Jiang Tong so important to the captain? …Who the hell was this kid?

The lieutenant was awakened, asked about the beginning and end of the matter, and turned around and asked the team members who were sleeping together to wake up everyone else. He grabbed his bedhead hair, “Team Jiang, don’t worry, even if we dig this Central Alliance three feet into the ground, we must catch this brat back!”

“…” Jiang Huan maintained the posture of raising the lamp and lowered his head slightly. The raging darkness behind him seemed to engulf him. He had always been an indestructible existence and an unstoppable pillar, but at this moment, his figure faintly revealed weakness and fragility, which made people feel unbearable.

Xiaowen couldn’t see his expression clearly, so she could only tentatively call the captain.

“Forget it.” Jiang Huan said suddenly, as he wearily stopped the team member who was going downstairs, “Forget it…if he really doesn’t want to go with me, let him leave.”

“But captain…”

Jiang Huan waved his hand to stop Xiaowen’s next words, “Go and call Yao Wuque and Zhong Yin back, and go back to sleep.”

As he said, he looked back at the dark and bottomless room, drowsy, and stood still for a while. Jiang Huan turned out the light in his hand in the sight of the team members, put it on the table, then walked slowly downstairs with the wooden armrests, turned on the ceiling light in the hall, and slowly sat down on the sofa.

The stars were shining in the sky, and the lights in a small building somewhere underground were not turned off all night.

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