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【生肉搬运】鸟雀Passerine 第二章(21)

They stared each other down—the king and his visitor. Red eyes on blue. A moment passed. Then another. Father did not move.
“That’s what I thought,” Technoblade scoffed, and then disappeared in a whirl of fur and scarlet silk.
Wilbur glanced at Father, trying to gauge his reaction. Father had never seemed truly old, but in that moment, it felt like Wilbur was watching him age a thousand years per second.
“Who is he, really?” Wilbur asked, before he could lose the nerve.

【生肉搬运】鸟雀Passerine 第二章


Father blinked slowly, as if coming out of a dream. “An old friend, I told you.”
“From when? He can’t be that old of a friend—he’s just a teenager. When did you meet him?” Wilbur repeated.
Father pursed and unpursed his lips like he was trying to swallow something rancid. “Why does it matter, Wilbur?”
“Because you look at him like you look at me, and I don’t know what to make of that.”
Father’s gaze pinned Wilbur to his seat, even more than the soreness of his body did. Even Tommy had fallen quiet, sensing –in the way that younger siblings do—that his brother was in the sort of trouble that required absolute silence.
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