The temperature in Zong Mingzhe's palm reached Feng Xuelan's hand, and her almost frozen heart seemed to be melted by Zong Mingzhe at this moment.
"Chris is dead..." Feng Xuelan whispered, "I should have protected the child..."
It was because of this.
Zong Mingzhe understood.
Feng Xuelan probably blamed herself because she failed to complete the task of protecting the child and buried the child in the sea of fire.
"Xuelan, we can't finish every task 100%. Even people in our team have to face failure. It's not because you did something wrong that you failed to protect Chris this time. Instead, you risked your life to protect him. You did your best."
When Feng Xuelan heard this, she couldn't help smiling bitterly.
Fight your life and do your best.
She really did.
For Chris, she was even trapped and killed by he Yaoshi. This time she did everything she could.
But in the end, the child died before her eyes. This may be their destiny that they can't change.
She felt sad from the bottom of her heart, not only because of Chris's death, but also because she felt this unchangeable fate.
Deep frustration is far more unbearable than facing death. She has long been used to facing death, but she is proud alpha. She has never failed, and naturally has never accepted this frustration.
However, now, her proud "alpha" has become someone else's code name. She was not only killed, but now even the only person she protected died in front of her.
Failed.
These two words are too strange to her.
The air is filled with a pungent smell, which makes people feel miserable when breathing.
Feng Xuelan didn't want to stay in this place for a while. She looked up at Zong Mingzhe and said with a bitter smile, "I know I violated discipline again, but I didn't mean to make Qin Hu so arrogant. If I had the opportunity, say sorry to him for me. As for what punishment to accept, I didn't complain."
Zong Mingzhe could feel that she was not quite right, and he knew very well that the things in the woman's heart could not be explained clearly in a few words. At this time, he Yaoshi's voice came from Zong Mingzhe's earphone. The investigation of Karen has been made. They are going to arrest a group of people who help Karen and others participate in this activity.
This arrest is very important. Zong Mingzhe has to go.
"Xuelan, go back and wait for me." Zong Mingzhe lifted her chin and forced her to look at herself. He said seriously, "don't think nonsense. Wait for me to come back."
Feng Xuelan could see Zong Mingzhe's concern for her. She squeezed out a smile again, "don't worry."
But the smile on her face was very fragile.
Zong Mingzhe still had to leave. Feng Xuelan was sent back to Mu Qinong by the people he arranged.
Mu Qinong had no idea what was happening outside. He only knew that there were three people in his group to protect.
"Xuelan, how about Tamara and Chris?" he asked, and then found that there was something wrong with the appearance of fengxuelan, and hurriedly asked, "is something wrong?"
Feng Xuelan nodded and told him, "those two people are dead. Karen is also dead."
Her words were like a heavy bomb, and mu Qinong was speechless.
Dead?
Why did you die?
"This... What the hell is going on..." Mu Qinong now understood why Feng Xuelan's face was so bad! But he doesn't understand what happened!
Feng Xuelan didn't want to talk to him, but told him that someone would explain to him in the future. Then she asked mu Qinong for a leave, left the activity site in advance, returned to the room arranged for her, closed the door and curled up in the corner alone.
She was overwhelmed by familiar feelings.
That was the feeling she had had countless times before she became alpha.
The cruel competition she has to face is either life or death. Every night before going to the challenge, she would curl up alone in a seemingly safe corner and let her fear slowly drown herself.
Sometimes she will cry, sometimes she will tremble like a chick.
After one night after another, she knew that no one could help her. She gradually became numb and gradually hit her nerves with the passion of victory. Until she became alpha, she completely got rid of this corner, the lonely night and the unbearable fear.
But now, this feeling seems to come back suddenly.
Helpless, struggling, like floating in pain, can't see the end.
I don't know how long later, the door was suddenly opened. Feng Xuelan raised his head vigilantly and stood up from the ground at the same time.
Zong Mingzhe walked into the room and found the wind and snow standing close to the wall. His eyes and expression were like a wounded beast. His heart hurt more. He put down his things and opened his hands to the wind and snow.
"Xuelan, I'm back," he said softly.
Feng Xuelan was a little stunned, because the scene in front of her seemed like the situation she had imagined countless times when she was a child.
Some people can stretch out their hands to her when she is most uncomfortable, some can whisper her name, some can comfort her, and can dispel the heavy pain in her heart
Is it a dream?
Feng Xuelan stepped forward, stretched out his hand and gently touched Zong Mingzhe's cheek.
Warm touch, like real.
Fingertips slipped, across his chin, across his Adam's apple, across his collarbone, and into his heart.
The wind and snow LAN leaned over, lay prone there, put his ear on his chest, and could hear the sound that reassured her.
Plop, plop
Zong Mingzhe carefully held her in his arms and gently stroked her head with his big hand. He can feel her sadness and vulnerability, and he can feel her pain and helplessness. If the strong wind can disperse these hazes, Zong Mingzhe now seems to start running with her, running all the way to the place where the strong wind rises, drenching with a heavy rain to wash away the grief in her heart, and finally taking her to find the sun, so that the sun can warm her and bloom her smile again.
"Xuelan, I heard you didn't have dinner. I brought something you like to eat." he whispered.
Feng Xuelan raised his head, sniffed hard, and then saw the food in the fast-food box put by Zong Mingzhe on the tea table.
She doesn't feel hungry at all. Now she wants something else than dinner.
"We'll eat later." Feng Xuelan looked at Zong Mingzhe and whispered to him, "Mingzhe, hold me."