Right on Target

Because the room was too dark, Xie Zhenshu couldn't see Su Heting's expression clearly, but he could hear the cat's every gasp. When he exerted himself, the cat would look up and murmur and say cute gibberish under the hot fuzz.

Xie Zhenshu bowed his head and leaned closer to kiss him, from between his brows to his cat ears.

The plush cat ears are set sensitive and surrender at the touch of a kiss. It surrendered, and Su Heting surrendered, and his whispers turned into beautiful rhythms, bit by bit, all panting to Xie Zhenshu.

Xie Zhenshu was captured by the cat's reaction. For a few seconds, he was about to laugh, but he still felt dissatisfied. He not only grabbed the cat's wrist, but also made the cat cry.

Su Heting said: "Thank you for the pillow book."

Xie Zhenshu said, "Huh?"

Su Heting couldn't answer the words, because the bump was too fast, he was going to die. The sweat ran down his outline, and there were his tears in it.

Xie Zhenshu let go of Su Heting's wrist, but forcefully inserted his fingers between the cat's ten fingers. He didn't want Su Heting to catch the sheets, but Su Heting to catch himself.

Su Heting's different pupils were half-opened, and his consciousness had already drifted away. He felt the other side of the officer in the first intimacy, Xie Zhenshu without calmness, restraint and reserve looks like a bad guy.

The cat couldn't take it anymore, begged for mercy after disarming, and gently patted Xie Zhenshu's waist with its tail, but it attracted more, more ruthless, more unrestrained...

The day ended when it was almost dawn, Su Heting pulled the pillow and fell asleep on his back. His tail was wet, resting on Xie Zhenshu's arms, motionless.

Xie Zhenshu took him into his arms and said, "Good morning."

Su Heting was already asleep, and when he heard his voice, he only shook the tip of his tail slightly, but there was no longer any reaction.

Xie Zhenshu wrapped his fingers around the tip of the cat's tail.

Su Heting murmured: "Grizzly Tarrou...is just... um..."

This person was actually reading a picture book of fairy tales to Xie Zhenshu in his dream, but the voice was so low that Xie Zhenshu had to get closer to hear it clearly.

Su Heting told the story of the picture book upside down, with other words interspersed in between. He said, "Touch..."

Xie Zhenshu said: "Touch?"

Su Heting twirled his fingers and stroked Xie Zhenshu's chest twice. He muttered: "Pass your back..."

Then Su Heting's nasal sound became more severe, and he fell asleep completely. Xie Zhenshu was silent in this steady and long breathing, his back pain was no longer there, but sometimes, he would dream of a scene similar to this moment.

Those scenes that delusional possession when being injected with special effects.

Xie Zhenshu's body slid down and pressed his face against Su Heting's chest. The cat's fingertips ran through his hair, touching him like a fool, while he listened to Su Heting's heartbeat, closed his eyes, and remembered something.

He lived at home when he was a child and had a lot of homework, but this learning was not forced, but on his own initiative. His insight is a gift, and as long as he can remember, he knows that he is only a small part of his parents' lives.

Too small to matter.

"This one is called Tang Dao." Xie Jin was rarely free, sitting in front of a rectangular incense table with four flat sides, showing his collection to Xie Zhenshu.

The censer on the incense table was emitting fine smoke, Xie Zhenshu sat upright, looking up.

Xie Jin took off his suit jacket and was still wearing a tie. He held the Tang Dao and slowly drew it out of its sheath. The cold light on the blade was bright, and the similar eyebrows and eyes of the father and son were reflected on both sides.

Xie Jin said: "From today, come here at four o'clock every day, and I will teach you how to use it."

After the conversation was over, Xie Zhenshu left the room. The butler, Huo, was waiting for him at the door. Seeing him coming out, he didn't rush to close the door, but asked Xie Jin inside: "Sir, will you stay for dinner tonight?"

Xie Jin said: "No, I have something to do."

Xie Zhenshu had expected this answer, he took his suitcase and went upstairs slowly.

Lao Huo followed behind him and said, "Master."

Xie Zhenshu said: "Yes."

Lao Huo said: "You are walking too fast, the old man can't keep up."

Xie Zhenshu stopped and waited for him where he was.

Although Lao Huo is already old, his body is very tough and his temperament is outstanding. He approached, wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, and said to Xie Zhenshu, "I just saw something interesting on the road, and I brought it back for you."

He took out a little penguin from his pocket, this thing should be an antique toy, it doesn't look very delicate. Lao Huo bent down and put the little penguin on the ground. The little penguin stood crookedly, ran "da da da", and hit the other side straight.

Xie Zhenshu picked it up and saw that there was a small wheel at the bottom.

Lao Huo said, "How about it, is it fun?"

Xie Zhenshu hesitated for a moment, and said against his will: "...It's fun."

Old Huo was happy, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Just smile more if it's fun."

The corner of Xie Zhenshu's mouth moved slightly, it was a smile. He carried the little penguin upstairs, opened his suitcase in the room, and there was a fat hamster hidden in it.

Lao Huo said, "Hey! Where did this come from?"

"I picked it up," Xie Zhenshu caught the hamster, "others don't want it anymore."

Lao Huo squatted down, wanting to say something, when the sound of Xie Jin leaving the car came from downstairs. He squeezed the handkerchief, met the gaze of Xie Zhenshu, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Xie Zhenshu said: "It's okay, I will raise it."

He lowered his eyes, expressionless on his fair face. Strange to say, perhaps because of the delicate relationship with his parents, he was extremely responsible for everything at a young age, whether it was the earthworms given to him by Lao Huo on a rainy day, or the injured sparrows in the yard, he would take good care of them. It's just that earthworms can run and sparrows can fly. Like Xie Jin and his wife, they will not stay in this house for a long time.

Xie Zhenshu was not disappointed, no, it should be said that he never showed disappointment. In terms of restraint, he and Xie Jin were exactly the same, almost as if they were competing.

Lao Huo also took care of Xie Jin, he is a grandpa in this family. Therefore, he knew the father and son far better than they knew themselves. But even so, he couldn't bring their relationship closer.

The hamster sniffed the Xie pillow book and wanted to run away. Xie Zhenshu put it back and let it run away. He leaned over the edge of the suitcase, watching it.

Since then, Xie Jin has come back every day. However, his timing was very accurate. Tang Dao's teaching started at four o'clock and ended at eight o'clock. When it was over he went away and never stayed here for breakfast. The only thing that can stop him is the rose bushes in the yard.

Lao Huo quietly told Xie Zhenshu: "Mr. planted them all by himself."

Xie Zhenshu was holding the scabbard, lying on the mat panting. He turned over with difficulty, looked through the glass, and saw the rose bushes outside.

Lao Huo said, "Zong Lai proposes to Madam."

Xie Zhenshu didn't understand the meaning of "marriage proposal", he was too young, he only remembered that Xie Jin picked a few roses and left. Roses were far less attractive to him than Tang Dao. He touched the scabbard as if touching his own roses, with innocence underneath that pretentious expression.

perhaps.

he thought then.

Maybe after learning how to use Tang Dao, Xie Jin will bring his mother back and give him a smile.

However, after Xie Zhenshu learned how to use Tang Dao, Xie Jin did not bring his mother, but took him away. That was the longest drive he and Xie Jin spent alone. On the way, he was still holding his Tang Dao.

It was snowing that day, Xie Jin handed Xie Zhenshu a coat.

Xie Zhenshu said, "Thank you."

He put on his coat, got out of the car, and followed Xie Jin, stepping on his father's footsteps, and walked into the experiment. Snow fell on his shoulders, and when he reached the door, Xie Jin patted the snow off for him.

He raised his head and said again: "Thank you."

Xie Jin looked at him for a long time, and called, "Xiao Shu."

Xie Zhenshu nodded vigorously.

Xie Jin squatted down, dragging his black windbreaker on the ground. The cold wind was biting his bones, he spread his hands, and there was a candy in his palm.

Xie Zhenshu almost reached out his hand, but he was surprisingly smart, and that special insight was especially special at this moment. He had a premonition that he would pay the price for this candy. Therefore, he did not reach out.

He said, "I don't want to."

But this is not a multiple-choice question, no one let him choose, he will always be forced to accept. Xie Jin sent him to experiment, and he was replaced with an artificial metal bone in that unimaginable pain.

"stand up."

They directed him as if he were a puppet, a weapon that could be manipulated.

At first, Xie Zhenshu couldn't get up, he could only lie down, and couldn't even fall asleep. He wasn't him anymore, the artifacts in his body reminded him that he had become a monster. He felt so painful that even his sanity would disappear, but he had to endure it.

They injected him with massive amounts of synthetic hormones, but it didn't make him less miserable. He was like an iron object that had been forged in a furnace, and the pain accompanied him every second.

Xie Jin brought him a children's picture book, and he gritted his teeth and read it to himself repeatedly in the painful late night.

Grizzly Tarrou is a good little bear, and Xie Zhenshu is a good boy. He is not aggressive, and he never makes demands. He is cleaner than the snow outside, but no one comes close to him to hug him. He wants to get through these days with indestructible perseverance, loneliness is just the seasoning, and the most terrible thing is despair.

He had to learn to contend with despair by himself.

A year later, they began to inject Xie Zhenshu with special effects, and he could walk around on the ground. But the special effect agent is not a panacea, they have to inject him repeatedly. Pinholes lined his back and he began to sleep on his stomach.

"Great."

The experimenters wept with joy and wept at him through the glass. They cheered, hugged each other, and shouted "God's bones". Only Xie Zhenshu sat alone on the edge of the bed, thinking of the hamster he left at home.

Because of the special nature of the experiment, Xie Jin did not disclose the news to the others, but the bones of the gods are precious items of the Southern Alliance and must be inspected by the Alliance. In order to leave the pillow book of thanks, no, rather to leave the bones of God, Xie Jin and his wife asked for help from the cathedral, and secretly transferred the pillow book of thanks to the leader of the heavenly teaching.

In the middle of the night, Xie Zhenshu received the last injection of special effect agent in the cathedral. The leader held up the divine book bestowed by God, and recited the profound meaning of the divine book over and over again. Because of the effect of the special effect agent, Xie Zhenshu heard the wind and gradually fell asleep.

The leader bowed his old body, hung down the divine book, and said kindly to Xie Zhenshu: "I wish you a healthy growth after parting. I wish you, our living god."

The wind blew the flag in front of the church, the snow scattered, and two gunshots were heard in the distance.

"Bang bang."

This is Xie Zhenshu's first farewell in his life, starting with his parents.