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【生肉搬运】鸟雀Passerine 第二章(42)

The servants rushed to the sides, clearing a path for Wilbur and Technoblade. Wilbur couldn’t register any of their faces, or their voices.
All there was was silence, until the worst sound Wilbur had ever heard. An anguished cry that turned Wilbur’s blood cold. Tommy. Tommy’s here.
He burst into the room and found his brother curled into a ball by the foot of the bed. The bed where his mother laid. Sleeping. No. Not sleeping.
Not sleeping. Not sleeping. Not sleeping—

【生肉搬运】鸟雀Passerine 第二章


Wilbur could not breathe. Tommy was still crying, crying for their mother. For their father.
Father. Wilbur’s eyes scanned the room, but there was no trace of the king. No trace of the man who had just lost his wife.
“Tommy.” Technoblade pushed past Wilbur and into the room. Wilbur could see him, could see it all, but it felt like watching someone else’s life happen from leagues under the sea. Everything happened too slowly, too distantly. Technoblade kneeling by his brother, prying him off the cold floor. Tommy wrapping his arms around Technoblade’s neck, burying his head into his shoulder and screaming.

【生肉搬运】鸟雀Passerine 第二章


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