...Who is he talking about? The Nine Lanterns?
Ethan wiped the blood from his lips.
Taking advantage of the firelight to look at this painful and tangled face, Ethan suddenly realized, and there was only pity in his heart, as if he was a father who had raised a child since childhood. Seeing the child sad, he naturally just wanted to coax him to be happy: "Marcus?"
Marcus raised his eyebrows slightly, but he couldn't wake up. He just tossed and turned in pain. He tried to hug Ethan with his arm, which had just been pulled free by Ethan. However, he retracted his hand halfway, strangled his own arm fiercely, and curled himself up with all his strength, as if he was afraid of hurting Ethan.
Ethan sighed: "Silly."
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