Supreme pardon

Chapter 385 We Are Not Hungry

"How?" Bai Tan raised his spoon and knocked on the edge of the bowl, and said arrogantly: "Let me ask you, how... how...?"

The rolling eyes continuously matched his disdainful tone, "Can you still stand up and hit me?"

Wen Renjue stared at him for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand.

The person who was still holding his head high and triumphant just a second ago sat back and stood in front of him with a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, "What do you want?"

Thinking it was funny, Wenren Jue raised his eyebrows and asked, "Aren't you not afraid anymore?"

"That doesn't mean I can't hide, does it?"

Getting used to it, knowing that Wen Ren Jue can't hurt him at all now, Bai Tan was still nervous the moment he saw him stretching out his hand, it's really... embarrassing that such a loss of identity happened when he was arrogant.

"I'm not afraid of you, but there's no rule that I can't hide, right?"

Wen Renjue stared at the change of his expression, and dropped his other hand to the ground to support himself. With that strength, he moved forward, grabbed Bai Tan's wrist and pulled it back.

Bai Tan was caught off guard, and instinctively wanted to resist, a deep voice above his head immediately stopped his movements.

"do not move."

Wen Renjue squeezed the man's wrist but didn't use any strength, he looked down at the red blister on the back of the man's hand with his head half down.

"how did you make it?"

Bai Tan had stopped all his movements when he was asking the question, followed by casting his eyes on the back of his hand, and pretending to be relaxed: "What kind of insect bite..."

Hearing people say goodbye.

Bai Tan was spoiled and spoiled, without any scars all over his body, his hands were even whiter and more beautiful, Wen Renjue remembered his appearance when he played the piano, with his slender fingers flying like butterflies, but so many scars and sores were burned in a short period of time. blister.

Look carefully at the person's attire, the clothes are tattered, and the exposed shoulders are still bandaged.

Where is the brilliance of the past.

Bai Tan felt shy and embarrassed because of his long gaze, and pulled back his hand a little bit, and found that Wen Ren Jue was still tightly held.

"Did you cook when you were in Interstellar?"

"How is it possible..." After answering, he realized the deep meaning of Wen Ren Jue. Bai Tan no longer concealed it, moved his fingers and said, "It doesn't matter, it's just that I didn't pay attention when stirring, and I actually used my hands directly at the beginning. Latte cans, stupid."

"This can be regarded as one more skill to master. When I return to the interstellar world and show my hand in the future, it will definitely scare them."

"Then what..." Sensing that Wen Ren Jue's aura was low, Bai Tan pursed his lower lip, and said cheerfully, "Although it hurts a bit, it healed pretty quickly."

"you do not need to worry……"

"Wen Ren Jue?" Seeing people still holding his hand, Bai Tan shyly shouted and pulled back forcefully.

Wen Ren Jue still lowered his head, Bai Tan stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, and then called out worriedly: "Wen Ren Jue?"

"Yeah." Wen Renjue agreed, turned over and lay down.

Seeing that he was fine, Bai Tan continued to sleep, and got up to clean up the sundries in the room.

……

This sleep went straight into the middle of the night, Wen Renjue woke up and smelled the aroma of food in the room, looked around in a daze, and found that there was no one around him.

He didn't panic because of this, he raised his head slightly and listened carefully.

From a certain distance, the quarrel between several people gradually became fierce.

The voice slowly became uncontrollable.

"What do you mean he can reduce food if he is sick?"

"Are you kidding? It's because he is sick, so we have to feed him first. Don't let me hear these nonsense that affects unity."

It's Zhu Ge... In the dark, Wen Renjue narrowed his eyes slightly.

This suppressed manic roar should be from Zhu Ge.

Wu Mingzhe followed closely behind.

"Without food, we can find a way. If you say such things at this time, why are you following? Just go with those grandchildren."

"I didn't mean that, it was just..."

It's just that the words in the back suddenly became lighter, Wen Ren Jue's five senses are almost useless now, and his hazy and chaotic mind can't even analyze what the second half of the sentence is.

But judging from the few words of dialogue, it was because of the food, or him.

After the fight in the factory, half of the people left for their own safety and not to be dragged down by him, while the remaining ten or so people were all elite members of the academy.

Since the establishment of the society, Wen Renjue has led and even rescued them several times, so they are willing to carry this burden temporarily, but after being driven out of the original street and living on this strange street, the shortage of food is also uncertain. future...

There is always a limit to what people can bear.

Some people blamed it on him lying inside.

"If he hadn't suddenly fallen ill, we might have reached the streets inside and found a way to go home. Why bother to die here?"

"Now it's not about abandoning him or not giving him food, just deducting half of his share. He is different from us. We have to go out to fight for food every day. He just lies down, which is better than our digestion." Slow down."

Wen Renjue listened intently, and every sentence of those conversations fell into his ears.

He probably thought that his deep sleep would be the same as before and he would not wake up until the next afternoon, so even Bai Tan didn't have any scruples about the volume of his speech.

"You are so ridiculous, can you go to the streets inside without hearing people?"

"If you are really so powerful, how could you be kicked out of the factory?"

After the cold snort came Bai Tan's deliberate protracted taunt, "We didn't even go to the streets in the center of District 22, and we were killed by someone. We went to the streets inside to find a way to contact the outside world. May I ask who gave you the courage? "

"Bai Tan, don't say that it's nothing to do with you. We were kicked out, and you are us too. If you really want to say it, Wenren is only unable to contribute because of illness, what about you?"

"You, a person who has no special ability and relies on our blessing, what qualifications do you have to be here..."

"enough!"

Seeing that ugly words were about to come out of his own mouth, Zhu Ge stomped his foot to the ground, their positions shook, and the floor tiles cracked.

Those people stopped talking for a moment.

Bai Tan also turned his head away unwillingly.

Zhu Ge looked at everyone coldly, and said firmly: "I, Zhu Ge, have no habit of abandoning my brothers. Even if there is no food, even if I starve to death, I will not abandon anyone."

"That's the end of the story, let me make this issue clear, Wenren has saved us several times, you don't deny it?"

"Let's not mention ungratefulness. He is our vice-chairman and our buddy. He is sick now. Don't talk about taking food from him. I intend to leave all the leftover food to him."

"Even if it's true what the people we met this afternoon said, there won't be any garbage balls thrown down for the next seven or eight days. We may be able to bear it, but Wenren can't."

"I'll just say one last thing, if you're willing to go with me all the way to everyone in Hei, you'll stay with everyone. If you don't want to, if you want to go out and find a life by yourself, I won't force you to stay. There is one thing I want to let go of now! "

"As long as I'm alive, who dares to touch him?!"

"And me!" Bai Tan was blunt, and immediately followed up.

Liu Qinghe's gentle voice followed, "I have no objection to giving Wenren my next food."

"Me too."

"Well, listen to the president."

"of course."

After several sonorous answers in succession, Wen Renjue looked up at the roof in the dark, and slowly closed his eyes.

When he woke up the next afternoon, there were really two people missing. He didn't ask, and neither did the others.

For the next two days, Zhu Ge and others went out during the day as usual, but when they came back to get together at night, they talked very little.

Wen Ren Jue had just experienced an outbreak, and his physical strength has gradually recovered in the past few days, and he can get up and walk two steps by himself without Bai Tan's support.

Zhu Ge and the others were sitting by the fire to keep warm and drink hot water. He approached and stared at everyone, "Why don't you make food?"

"I've eaten." It was Liu Qinghe who answered, holding the boiled water in his hand and taking small sips, "We ate outside, you take a few steps and take a rest."

"Really." Wen Renjue was noncommittal, patted his sleeves, and sat cross-legged with them.

Bai Tan came from the corner with the cooked food in his arms, handed it to Wen Ren Jue, and asked thoughtfully, "Do you want me to feed you?"

Wen Renjue shook his head, deliberately slowed down his movements, and slowly swallowed the food spoon by spoon.

The nine people sitting by the fire looked weird, Zhu Ge turned his head to swallow his saliva, Liu Qinghe drank more fiercely, Jiang Wei sniffed, stood up and said, "I'm going out to patrol."

Han Shu was left to stare at the bowl in Wen Renjue's hand for a long time, and when Wen Renjue raised his head, he immediately looked away.

Feng Ke let out a long breath and patted his forehead.

Wen Renjue kept his composure and took everyone's reactions into his eyes.

Bai Tan secretly licked the spoon several times when stirring the food just now, but now he looks very calm.

This feeling...is very strange.

With residual warmth from the broken bowl in his hand, Wen Renjue tilted his head and pressed it against his cheek.