AWITTGABAGIWOBAFOAP Chapter 38

Chapter 38: Shura Field Warning, You Are Immoral…

Chapter 38: Shura Field Warning, You Are Immoral…

Home is the unintentional expression of care, the longing of a boat drifting in the wind and rain for a clear sky.

Only with love can there be a home…

Father is not an enemy, but a relative, Alan’s only spiritual sustenance in this world.

In the past, the food his father gave him was of very poor quality, although Alan knew that it was the highest-grade nutrient solution that Song Ningwan had tried his best to find.

The smell was slightly sour and a little bitter.

But it fascinated him more than anything he had ever eaten at the Jian family.

Because Song Ningwan would let him sit in his arms and personally feed him every time he ate.

When those unfocused eyes saw him, they shone brightly, very gentle, but with some kind of emotion that he couldn’t understand.

It was as if he was looking at someone through his eyes.

Who was it?

Alan didn’t dare to ask for too much, he only hoped that he wouldn’t be abandoned.

And Song Ningwan would coax him to sleep every night, even though the man wasn’t good at it.

Alan liked his father, and whenever he felt insecure, he would hug Song Ningwan’s arm, press his cheek against his palm, and fall asleep peacefully.

The two poor little things snuggled up to each other in the barren land, gradually letting down their guard against each other.

He knew that there were many mysteries about Song Ningwan. He was clearly very young, but he had a sense of maturity and a faint sadness.

But he didn’t want to explore it.

His father said that the Lower Trash District was not safe and wanted to take him to the Upper Trash District.

But that was a place that terrified Alan, he absolutely couldn’t go to the Upper Trash District!

Alan never wanted to go back again!

He didn’t want to return to hell…

So, while Song Ningwan was inspecting the train before it departed, he secretly hid.

His father was very worried about him, almost driven crazy with anxiety.

Alan let the tears flow down his cheeks, he couldn’t be soft-hearted, he couldn’t be soft-hearted…

But those people actually used electric shocks to make his father faint!

Alan still didn’t dare to go out, I’m sorry, Father.

He was a coward, a bad child.

He felt that his father must be treating him as a substitute, because he knew that Song Ningwan was not his real father.

There was always another person living in those eyes that contained sadness.

But he grew up in the Jian family.

Watching Song Ningwan being dragged away, Alan returned to the Lower Trash District again. On the way, he accidentally had an accident and was caught by the City Management Bureau.

The City Management Bureau didn’t seem to recognize Alan Jian and threw him directly into the underground, which was the place where the Jian family used to conduct illegal archaeological activities.

Alan couldn’t reveal his identity, but he met an unexpected person here.

It was the doctor who bought him.

The doctor was actually working in the City Management Bureau. Later, Alan learned that the doctor was actually the director of the Research Institute in the Main City District.

He had some friendship with his grandfather and secretly sneaked in for inspection. What was his purpose?

Alan didn’t care about these things.

The doctor was very surprised to see him: “Why did you run back again? Didn’t I let you go?”

Alan begged the doctor not to take him back to the Jian family. The doctor agreed and said that someone was investigating outside and would send him out after a while.

In this way, Alan stayed underground for a while, and everyone in the cage wanted him to die.

This was normal, no one had ever liked him…

And his father had just mistaken him for someone else, so he transferred his love to him.

It was all fake!

In despair, a newly arrived little girl rescued him.

The girl was called Pulan, and she said that his father was looking for them.

At this moment, Alan was stunned.

So, his father had always loved him.

But later, why did he abandon him to the Jian family?

Although Grandpa didn’t punish him, his brother Yinlun paid a painful price for it.

The reason was for hurting his younger brother.

It was clear that Yinlun didn’t do any of this,

But Alan had no way to explain it, and his brother Yinlun would only hate him more and more.

He didn’t want to stay in the Jian family…

Why did his father abandon him even though he loved him?

Why didn’t his father want him? Was Alan not obedient enough?

Alan could become the person Song Ningwan expected him to be, he could be obedient and well-behaved, as long as he could stay.

But his father didn’t want him.

No one liked him, he was a bad child…

Not loved, not accepted, not recognized.

The world was fake, and Song Ningwan didn’t want him…

What should he do?

Alan didn’t dare to reach out and touch the bright moon. He took a step back, until he was some distance away from Song Ningwan before he stopped.

“Father, doesn’t want me.” Alan began to doubt himself, tears blurring his face.

He tried to open his eyes, wanting to see Song Ningwan’s face clearly, but even though the smoke was dissipating, he still couldn’t see Song Ningwan.

Perhaps his father hated him.

“No one likes…” He was a pitiful ghost that no one wanted. He disguised himself, was selfish, and lied.

Bad children can only go to hell, right?

Yes, because Alan Jian was a complete liar.

He even deceived his father, who truly loved him.

He deserved to be a bad child that no one wanted…

Alan’s eyes were full of fear and despair. He didn’t dare to think about it any further, and he didn’t dare to look at Song Ningwan’s eyes.

He didn’t know what lay ahead, he was afraid of the present, so he could only run into the depths of the smoke.

He would hide alone,

He wouldn’t be found by anyone, and then he would slowly die and rot.

“Alan!” And Song Ningwan didn’t know what the child was thinking. He subconsciously took a step, and a sharp pain came from his wrist.

“Hiss!” Song Ningwan turned his head, Ying was gripping his wrist bone harder and harder, and lightning was brewing in his eyes.

He hadn’t seen this kind of look in a long time.

“Song… Ningwan.” His tone lost its usual reserve. This name, across ten thousand years, appeared in front of him again. Ying called out with despair and a powerless roar, full of anticipation, but he also felt it was unbelievable.

Gloomy and excited were displayed in his pupils at the same time.

Song Ningwan didn’t struggle, nor did he deny it, he just stared at Ying’s eyes without saying a word.

“It’s you, it’s always been you.” Ying subconsciously used force, and with a snap, Song Ningwan’s wrist bone was crushed by him.

Ying frowned, quickly let go, and wanted to say something but hesitated.

Song Ningwan didn’t speak, nor did he blame him, perhaps he didn’t even want to see him.

“Why?” Ying said expressionlessly, his eyebrows and eyes filled with coldness that couldn’t be melted, looking very cold.

In fact, at the moment when dead trees meet spring, his heart was beating wildly, and his heart was already in chaos.

Song Ningwan.

Song Ningwan…

Teacher.

“Why…” didn’t he tell him the truth, why didn’t he want to recognize him even when old friends met?

Why did he do that kind of thing with Ka’lier?

Why was he so indulgent towards Ka’lier?

Why were you so embarrassed, covered in dust?

Why were there so many injuries on his body…

Why didn’t he have any Connect Spirit…

Why was he being bullied?

Why?

Caring, questioning, and doubtful.

Ying didn’t ask so many questions, he only said the misleading words: “Song Ningwan, why are you still alive?”

Song Ningwan still didn’t speak.

Ying lowered his eyes and called out softly: “Song Ningwan…” Why don’t you talk to me.

“Ying, long time no see.” Song Ningwan had a headache and sighed.

He finally revealed his identity, but he didn’t intend to disguise himself.

Song Ningwan always felt that his Connect Spirit was slowly gathering. If he had the chance to recover, none of these rebellious disciples would be able to escape.

He would slowly settle the grievances and hatred.

He originally thought that the meeting between the two would not have a good start, but he didn’t expect Ying to ask this question suddenly.

“What is your relationship with Ka’lier?”

This sentence was so awkward that his scalp tingled. Song Ningwan’s mind was blank, and he didn’t know how to explain that bloody, immoral relationship?

He couldn’t possibly say that the bastard Ka’lier begged him to sleep with him and seduced him, right?

Wouldn’t that make people think that he, as a teacher, was too hypocritical and couldn’t control himself…

“What did you do again?” Ying remembered that Ka’lier had actually kissed Song Ningwan just now, this scene was unusually dazzling and strange.

It was too absurd.

Ka’lier could be with anyone, but not Song Ningwan! They couldn’t… be together.

The fatal question made Song Ningwan a little confused. He wanted to find a reason to casually dismiss it, but he didn’t expect a strange laughter to come from around him.

“Are you still a baby? Why do you have to pester Wan?” The smoke dissipated, and corpses were scattered around. Ka’lier held a gun in one hand and pointed it at Ying’s heart. His upper body was soaked with blood, like a Shura devil crawling out of hell, terrifying.

Ying directly ignored Song Ningwan and faced the muzzle without fear, “Ka’lier, so you did it for him.”

“Hehehe, are you sure you want to bring up the past in front of Wan?” Ka’lier smiled enchantingly, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his red eyes.

“You… immoral…”

Ka’lier’s eyes turned cold, and he pressed the blood-colored thorns with a smile. The bullet broke through the air and exploded into a red mist. Just as it was about to pierce Ying’s heart, a protective shield appeared out of thin air, and the bullet could no longer move forward even half an inch.

“Oh, are you jealous? But your teacher is already dead, and now, he is my lover alone.”

Ka’lier slowly smeared the blood from the muzzle with his fingertips, smiled, and walked to Song Ningwan, throwing himself on him.

Song Ningwan opened his arms to catch him, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

“Wan, I didn’t die with him, are you disappointed?” Ka’lier smeared the blood on Song Ningwan’s clothes, as if only in this way could the two of them be closer.

“Disappointed.” Song Ningwan nodded and gave a suggestion, “But if you really want to die, there will always be a way.”

If it were someone else, they would definitely think that the hug was a confession of love, but pure hate-lovers only care about when the other person can die.

Ying never expected this to happen. The anger had already silently controlled his emotions, roasting his remaining sanity back and forth.

The sense of betrayal between teacher and student stimulated him so much that he scratched his heart and lungs.

The jealousy tortured him so much that he began to have dangerous thoughts, and those negative and dirty emotions went out of control.

“Ka’lier, don’t forget, your secret…” Ying stared at the scene of the two hugging each other and removed the protective shield for his heart.

With a bang!

The airflow protective shield shattered, and the bullet pierced the flesh in an instant, shooting into his heart.

As long as he did this… Song Ningwan would soften.

He was just trying to change the bad atmosphere, he didn’t have any selfish motives, absolutely not!

?

Ka’lier, who was huddled in Song Ningwan’s arms, suddenly turned pale and looked at Ying, who was kneeling on one knee, pretending to be injured by the bullet.

Ka’lier didn’t have the energy to mock Ying’s acting. This was the first time he had felt flustered since he was reborn.

The secret…

He absolutely couldn’t let Song Ningwan know the secret…