The goddess of fast wear is super burning

Chapter 11

The door was gently closed, and the room was silent.

Song Yi lowered his eyes and stared at his hand for a while, then put it into the windbreaker pocket calmly.

He stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking up at the direction of the headlights.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a slight knock on the door.

Song Yi came back to his senses, his cold and quiet eyes glanced outside, only to see that the headlights had disappeared.

Gentle footsteps came from the door, and after the girl came in, he seemed to smell the faint blood emanating from her body.

It was very faint, if he hadn't been more sensitive to the smell, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.

Wei Xi took off his coat, and his gentle and pleasant voice could not hear anything abnormal, but there was a bit of surprise: "Mr. Song hasn't left yet?"

Taking advantage of the dim light outside the window, Song Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at the girl's whole body. When he saw the small piece of dark clothing on the girl's arm, his eyes darkened slightly: "Are you injured?"

"Well, there are two groups here." Wei Xi walked to the sofa and sat down, with a slight smile in his voice: "The other group found me and shot."

Song Yi asked in a low voice, "Who is it?"

Wei Xi put one hand behind his head, lay down on the sofa, stared at the ceiling above his head with his dark and unpredictable eyes, and slowly said four words.

"Northern base."

After finishing the sentence, he added a meaningful sentence: "It seems that they still value Mr. Song."

Song Yi said lightly: "You can't beat them."

Wei Xi sighed, and said helplessly, "Mr. Song thinks, do I still have a choice?"

"Follow me back to the northern base, and I'll protect you." Song Yi's tone was serious, but Wei Xi didn't believe it.

She said in a low voice: "If one day the northern base is destroyed, where will Mr. Song go?"

"Destroy it and build another."

When he said this, the tone was as if building a base was as simple as building a doghouse.

Wei Xi didn't speak any more.

The people in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows waited for a while, but the people on the sofa were still silent.

He walked to the sofa and looked down at the girl lying on the sofa.

After thinking for a moment, Song Yi slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the girl's peaceful and delicate face.

But before touching it, the other party opened his eyes, and said in a gentle and distant tone, "Mr. Song, don't you plan to go back to your room?"

The intention to drive people away is very obvious.

Song Yi looked down at his hand, then took it back, and said softly: "I don't hate being in contact with you, maybe you can be my assistant."

Wei Xi closed his eyes, and said calmly, "I don't like the northern base, Mr. Song might as well go find someone else."

Song Yi seemed to be angry, he stared at the person on the sofa for a while, then opened the door and went out.

...

A few hours later, the night sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows gradually dissipated, and bright light extended in through the windows, dispelling the darkness in the room.

Wei Xi walked out of the room, opened the next room and took a look, but found that there was no one there.

run away?

She raised her eyebrows and immediately went down the stairs.

It was bright outside, but the sky was still gloomy, as if it was going to rain at any moment.

But everyone knows that it has not rained for half a year since the terrible end of the world.

The reason is unknown.

Wei Xi walked out of the hotel.

The car parked quietly next to the hotel. A man in a thin black windbreaker was leaning against the car, reading a document in his slender white hand.

(End of this chapter)