Chapter 255 New Identity

After a long night, Bing Ling woke up and was in a coma and kept repeating. His consciousness was not clear, but he would never really faint like this.

The young man quickly made a fire in the hole. Before long, she smelled the medicine, but it was bitter, and her tongue seemed to feel bitter, which made her frown.

"Drink the medicine this time and don't waste it any more." The man's voice was very flat and could not hear any emotion, but the vague gentleness and toughness made Bingling feel a strange familiarity.

The smell smelled in the morning again at the end of her nose. She was in severe pain and her head was dizzy. She could only feel that the body of the person holding her was as hot as hot iron. Her powerful arm held herself in his arms. She opened her mouth to refuse, but she vaguely felt that there was something cold and soft on her lips and smelled fishy. The medicinal juice was passed through the import.

That's...

The smell of blood!

Bing Ling opened her eyes with a lot of effort, but found that her eyes were blurred and there was tinnitus in her ear.

"You...cough, cough, cough!" She was about to make a sound, but was choked back by the medicine. The person holding her seemed to be a little anxious and followed her anger. However, before she could calm down a little, the ice lips covered again, and the fishy smell surged her stomach in her mouth.

But this time, she did not resist again. First, she had no strength, and second, she simply gave up.

After the last mouthful of the medicine was fed in, Bingling seemed to hear the voice and say "I'm sorry". She was not in the mood to consider why the other party apologized to her, but faintly felt that the other party seemed to let go of her go and came back after a long time.

There is something warm and wet, wandering along his body, extremely gentle, and carefully touching every part of his skin. At first, there was nothing, but gradually, she heard the sound of human breathing in her ear, which gradually became heavy.

I don't know if those strange drugs really worked. In the middle of the night, Bingling felt that her symptoms had been relieved, she was mentally exhausted, and her consciousness finally became confused...

When I woke up the next day, I opened my eyes and it was still the top of the cave.

She had some difficulty trying to sit up. It was already day outside, and the young man was not in the cave. She was surrounded by firewood that burned last night and some bloody gauze, which looked shocking.

Slightly stunned, she found that she was not wearing her original clothes, but a loose man's T-shirt, and the bottom was like beach pants, but the cold feeling under her was telling her that she was not wearing any close-fitting clothes...

When the young man came back, he found that there was no one on the grass mat that should have been lying on the ice!

The game that had been slaughtered in his hand was thrown to the ground regardless, and the young man immediately searched for it.

Before the stunned and eagerness in his eyes could flash, he noticed a strong wind behind him, and his neck had forced a coolness.

"What did you do to me last night?" The cold voice sounded like a desperate Shura, sounding gloomily behind him.

However, unexpectedly, the young man did not seem to be nervous because of her coercion, but seemed to be relieved for some reason.

After a long time, he said, "The high fever caused by your wound infection will continue to be inflamed if you don't clean the wound." That's why he helped her clean her body and apply medicine again...

However, this kind heart made the coldness of the people behind him a little heavier, but the sharp blade on his neck was a little deeper, accompanied by two words of aggressiveness.

"Looking for death."

The bite is clear, and the sharp blade of the powerful hand will be pressed into the neck artery--

"Bum--"

With a muffled sound, the young man was stunned for a moment and looked back in surprise. He saw the little wild cat behind him who was still holding its teeth and claws at him and fell into a coma again because he tried his best.

He laughed a little, and a soft light appeared in his eyes.

Crossing the game he had just thrown on the ground, he squatted down, carefully picked her up, and put it back on the straw mat.

The fever of the ice has subsided, and the easy-to-face medicine and skin were also cut because of falling off the cliff. He simply exposed those clean ones, revealing her original white and beautiful faces, and also made the blood marks and some bruises on her face more obvious. The man involuntarily clenched his fists slightly and shot a little anger in his eyes.

This woman...

"Aren't you always very self-retained..." His slender hand gently stroked the face that had appeared in his dreams at night countless times, gritted his teeth, but he couldn't hide the pain in his tone.

"Protect yourself when I'm not around."

The man's voice is very low, with a little depression, and there are complex emotions rolling in his chest, but it seems that he can no longer speak. There are light spots in his eyes that are slightly condensed and jumping.

He looked deeply at the person who was unconscious in front of him for a long time. Finally, he leaned over and imprinted a shallow kiss on the latter's eyelids.

......

When Bing Ling woke up again, he was awakened by the smell of barbecue.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the smiling face of the man, who was kneeling next to her with a squeaky wild animal in her hand, stirring her nerves.

In fact, she has had no appetite during this period due to physical reasons, so she seldom eats. In addition, she has been carrying out tasks all year round, and she has already diluted her appetite. It is reasonable that she should not be hooked for barbecue. To this extent.

However, doubts did not bother her for a long time. Bing Ling thought secretly that it was because these days were really too tossed and her body needed to recover. She even spit out bile last night. Only now will I feel...

It seemed that she had foreseen that she would wake up. The man raised his eyebrows and handed over a bowl of vegetable soup with a smile: "You can't eat such a greasy thing. Drink this, light."

The smile on his lips is a little successful, and he doesn't need to be beaten at all.

......

She pumped gently from her forehead and took the vegetable soup without saying a word.

Seeing her rare cooperation, he also quickly lowered his head and ate what was in his hand, but found that the two indifferent eyes were so attached to him that he had no intention of moving away. Then the young man put down the things in his hand and looked up at her again, with a bright and friendly smile in his eyes.

"I'm here to lead tourists to visit the black tribes in the jungle and experience Ethiopian cultural tourism. Miss, you can call me Anthony."

Guide? No wonder Chinese is so good...

"Where am I now?"

"In the virgin forest in western Ethiopia, it is easy to corrode because it is too wet to live without living all year round, so I still choose to live in a cave. This is the edge of the forest, and it is not afraid of the invasion of poisonous insects, snakes and rats.

"This is your home, but you don't often live here?"

The young man shook his head and laughed, "I am a tour guide, and naturally the urban population. Last time I happened to send away a group of tourists, and I met you when I came back to pick up something. It's also fate."

She looked at his clothes, which were not like the primitive African tribes when she saw him yesterday, with a simple vest and a pair of beach pants, and without those strange necks around her neck.

It seems that this dress on her is also his...

At first glance, there seems to be no loophole in what the man said, but if you think about it carefully, what kind of psychological quality will you take the gunshot stranger to his home to take care of him? And she tried to kill him again and again, but the man didn't seem to care.

He seems to think it's common... but this is the most unusual part.

"What did you give me to drink?" There is also something wrong with that medicine. It can actually suppress the pain of the virus in her body...

The young man smiled and answered very calmly: "It is a kind of analgesic herb often used by the residents of the tribe. Whether it works or not, I have a try."

How can there be a smell of blood in herbs...

She lowered her eyes and said nothing. She lowered her head and took a sip of the vegetable soup in the bowl. Her eyes changed slightly.

It's refreshing and delicious, but it's unexpectedly delicious.

Anthony watched the way she finished drinking the bowl of medicinal soup she had cooked without a trace, and the beautiful corners of her lips moved slightly.

"Miss, I don't know what to call you yet." He helped her make another bowl of soup and handed it over.

Bing Ling looked at the soup bowl with Bibo, and then looked at the sunny smiling face of the man in front of him. She frowned slightly and reached out to take the bowl.

"Eleven." She gently spit out two words, and her eyes were as cold as usual, "My name is Eleven."

She used to fight in the underground slave market, and her number was eleven.

At that time, she was full of hatred and anger, and there were no other feelings. She just wanted to live and live with Mo.

At that time, the place where she wanted to break free, those bloody memories made her feel nostalgic.

When the adult took her away, she thought she was free. But later she gradually found that she was just trapped in a bigger cage. This cage is so big that she can't touch the border, but it is still not free. But so what, that's enough. Just live as a killer in the dark.

She thought that she could at least be the blade of an adult.

But it was so far that she found that the fatigue from the deepest part told her that she never wanted to be a killer...

This idea shocked her, and even the ice cream herself felt unbelievable. Why did you suddenly change your mind...

Thinking about this, she couldn't help smiling bitterly.

It's probably because of... that man.

She found an equal relationship.

Unlike the look up to adults, she has a reluctant concern.

And this kind of thing is undoubtedly fatal to the killer. She can still live to this day, and it can only be said that she has a great life.

Anthony looked at the slightest expression change on her face for a moment and tried not to let her notice it. The incomprehensible emotion in the eyes flashed by.