Chapter 211 The Influence of Memories
Chapter 212: Influence of Memories

Two years, it has been two years since my sister left me. During these two years, my life was not too sad because of Bing's company.

Yes, a lot of things happened after my sister left. As if it was fate, I met my deskmate on the second day of class. IceWine, Bing, broke my record of academic achievement in the organization at the age of seven. He successfully moved from the elementary school to the middle school. That night, Bing told me that he would stay with me, and he really did it. Although it was only two days a week, it was better than being alone. Moreover, Bing's learning talent seemed to be better than mine. Every time I went to class with him, he was either catching up on sleep or staring at me in a daze. Although I told him many times not to stare at me like that, but... Haha, just like I emphasized not to call me Shiho, but to call me Shirley, Bing never listened to me. Over time, I got used to it. But even with such study, I could never keep up with Bing's pace even though I studied hard every time. He would always beat me in every exam. For this, I also gave him a name. Monster. And it seems that I am not the only one calling him this. It seems that the girl named Ling also calls him this. Speaking of Ling, because of Bing, although Ling doesn't like me, she can still restrain herself in front of Bing. So in the past two years, even if we met in Bing's room, there would be no discord.

As for Bing, I really don't know how the organization found such a child. Pistol, fighting, dagger, sniping, physical strength, endurance, psychological quality, reflex nerves, willpower. All the results are excellent without exception. He is simply a natural killer. Even the three gold medals in the organization look at him differently. There are even rumors that Bing should be the most promising and fastest one among the same group of young killers, and the one who may get the title of gold medal killer. Among the three gold medals of the organization, Gin left the base for some unknown reason, leaving only Margaret and Vermouth. Moreover, now Bing's direct superior has become Vermouth. According to Sister Jingliu, Vermouth asked Gin to replace him with several outstanding talents. It can be seen how much Vermouth values ​​Bing, and Bing has been on many missions with Vermouth so far. Although Bing is only nine years old this year. But his excellence is enough to become Vermouth's deputy. So Vermouth began to find Bing to go on missions more and more frequently. For example, today.

At ten o'clock in the evening, I walked back to my room from the library with the materials. Because of Bing's excellence and the distance between him and me in the organization. When other members saw me, they no longer had sarcastic and mocking faces. Instead, they kept their distance. Although the three managers in the organization were not aware of it, there were always people who saw me sitting with Bing when eating in the cafeteria. And they didn't dare to tell Vermouth. Everyone in the organization knew that Vermouth's most trusted deputy was Bing. As for Margaret. Who would be so blind as to go to that "killer" to make a report? So in the past two years, almost no one has come to trouble me. Of course, there are occasionally some newcomers who yell at me. But they were stopped by their superiors. Then they left quickly. In short, because of Bing, I no longer have too much pressure in the organization.

When I returned to the door of the room, I saw Bing coming out with a big bag on his back.

"Ah, good evening Shiho, have you gone to the library to borrow books again?" Bing greeted me with a giggle when she saw me.

"Call me Shirley." This is what I have to say every time we meet. I have gotten used to this conversation in the past two years. "I just got some chemistry books from the library. I plan to read them all night tonight." I raised the thick materials in my hand.

"I'm telling you. Staying up all night is bad for your health." Bing squinted his eyes and said to me with some dissatisfaction, as if he was very unhappy with my staying up late.

"It's okay. My art class has been cancelled, and I will have more professional courses to study. So I can rest and sleep longer tomorrow." I shrugged and replied, "By the way. Where are you going so late?"

"As you can see." Bing turned around and let me see what he was carrying on his shoulders.

"Sniper rifle? Are you going on another mission today?" My heart tightened. Although I didn't need to worry at all given Bing's excellence, I didn't know why. Whenever I thought about him getting into danger, I couldn't help but get nervous.

"Don't worry, Shiho." Bing smiled as usual and patted my shoulders with both hands. "It's just an ordinary mission. I will definitely come back."

"Be careful." Yes, I have no ability to help him. The only thing I can give him is this blessing.

"Yeah." Bing patted my shoulders again and then disappeared from my sight.

Back in my room, I had planned to read all night, but suddenly I lost the motivation. I lay on my big bed, looking at the ceiling. I don't know where my thoughts have drifted to. Thinking about it carefully, two years have passed. What kind of feelings do I have for Bing? Like, infatuation, dependence, or habit. I can no longer give myself a clear definition. Every time I see him leaving with a heavy gun, I am always afraid of losing him. If Bing really fails in the mission. How can I survive? Thinking carefully, what have I brought to Bing in the past two years? It seems that there is nothing but trouble. Bing has faced almost all the difficulties in front of me, but I have never done even a trivial thing for him. I... am really selfish.

After shaking my head and laughing at myself, I turned over and lay down in the bed. At least, I should listen to him for once and go to bed early. By the way, think about it, is there anything he needs that I can do for him? It seems... He has never asked me for anything. Hmm... It's really difficult...

————The scent of orchids, the scent of lavender, the scent of home & the wings of angels, the wings of demons, the wings of guardians————

The next morning, I woke up early, stretched, and sat up. As expected, I listened to Bing's words and slept very comfortably. I slept for more than eight hours and felt very energetic. Haha, it seems not bad to be lazy once or twice with this kind of schedule. With a smile on my face, I walked into the bathroom, washed up, changed into a set of clean clothes, and wanted to take advantage of my cheerful mood in the morning to say good morning to Bing and thank him. However, when I knocked on his door, no one responded.

"Hmm?" I murmured when no one responded. Bing hasn't come back yet? I looked at the watch on my wrist. It was not yet eight o'clock in the morning. Could he be sleeping? Well, that's right. After a night of missions, it's normal for him to come back and rest now. Maybe Sister Jingliu is sleeping with him. After all, as Bing's subordinate, Sister Jingliu can't sleep too deeply that night. She might even stay awake and wait for Bing to come back. If she is catching up on sleep now, it's normal not to hear a reply. Hmm... Then let's go have breakfast first and look for him later. With this thought in mind, I went to the organization's cafeteria. I sat in a corner and ate my breakfast in silence.

"Hey, did you hear that?" Behind me, two new killers, about seventeen or eighteen years old, were discussing something.

"Huh? What?" another boy said. "Last night, Coach Rum kept me here." The talkative boy said. "Originally, I was kept here to do boxing training all night. But because it was early in the morning and there were not many people around, Coach Rum went back to rest, so I wanted to go back to sleep for a while and go back to fool around this morning. But yesterday morning, I saw Sister Vermouth running back in a hurry, and she was covered in bruises."

"What?! Even a killer as strong as Sister Vermouth got hurt? As far as I know, the cafe didn't issue any difficult missions yesterday."

"That's exactly what I'm talking about. Yesterday, when Sister Vermouth came back, she immediately pointed a gun at the coffee shop's mission issuer's head and yelled, saying that the mission had been exposed a long time ago and what the intelligence department was doing. If it weren't for the fact that the boy he brought was bleeding profusely, Sister Vermouth might have really rushed into the intelligence department and shot them all."

"Then... the boy from Vermouth is bleeding!" Hearing this, the fork in my hand dropped onto the table with a clang. My heartbeat quickened. Then I pricked up my ears and continued to listen to them.

"Boy? Which boy?"

"Stupid, that's the kid that Vermouth-sama is taking on missions with now. The genius who got a codename at the age of seven. IceWine."

"Humph, what genius? He's just lucky. If it were me, I could also..."

"Shhh!!!" The talkative guy immediately covered his mouth. "Keep your voice down, you're going to die!" The talkative boy looked around with a look of fear. Then he continued in a low voice. "Do you know that Sister Vermouth was shot and also needs to be treated immediately, but all the blood bags in the organization were transferred to that IceWine."

"They both have the same blood type?"

"Probably. According to the medical department, Sister Vermouth performed the surgery next to the boy that night. She didn't even give him anesthesia. She just kept an eye on him. She monitored his every move throughout the surgery, fearing that something might go wrong. Later, because he lost too much blood and fainted from the pain during the stitching, he was carried to another operating room."

"Oh my god, what a favor this is." Another boy was amazed and envious. "So, how is IceWine? Is he still alive?"

"I don't know. Until this morning when I came out of the training room and passed by the medical department, the lights were still on. He should still be in the operating room now. It's been so long, it's hard to predict whether he will live or die. Also, I heard..."

I didn't want to listen to the rest of the conversation, so I stood up and walked quickly towards the medical department. Bing, nothing can happen to you. I won't let anything happen to you!
————The scent of orchids, the scent of lavender, the scent of home & the wings of angels, the wings of demons, the wings of guardians————

I walked quickly to the medical department, where people were busy coming in and out. They seemed to be busy with something. There were eight operating rooms in the medical department. The lights in three of them were on. Although I was a researcher of the organization, I did not have the authority to enter and exit the medical department at will. I could only wait here. Time passed by minute by minute. In the three operating rooms, the lights in two of them were turned off. Two bodies covered with white cloth were quickly carried out. Every time they passed in front of me, I would call them. Then I would lift the white cloth to look inside. And every time I moved, my heart would beat faster and faster, for fear that it was him lying inside. But I opened the cloth twice, and it was not him both times, which made me relax a little. So, I fixed my eyes on the last operating room. For a long, long time... The lights in the last operating room went out. My heart was in my throat. I was afraid that a surgical bed like the one just now would be carried out.

However, the person who came out of the operating room this time was someone I was familiar with. After taking off the mask, I could see her face clearly. It was Sister Jingliu. By the way, Sister Jingliu was Bing's chief medical doctor. If she was here, Bing should be in that operating room. Seeing Sister Jingliu coming out of the operating room, she looked exhausted, with red eyes, but judging from her long breath... Bing should have survived.

I waved my hand. I hoped that Sister Jingliu could see me from the operating room. Sure enough, after I raised my hand, Sister Jingliu looked over at me. Seeing that it was me, she nodded gently, indicating that Bing was out of danger. Seeing her nod, I finally let go of my worry. I don't know why, but I felt like crying. I gave Sister Jingliu an affirmative nod, indicating that I understood, and then I left the medical department and returned to my room.

"Bing is still alive, I can see him again." I kept repeating this sentence in my heart along the way. But what about after I see him again? What can I do for him? In this organization, he has been protecting me for two years. But I... Oh, yes, status. As long as I have status, I can protect Bing. So how do I get status? Study! That's it! As long as my academic performance is good enough, the status of researchers in the organization will be improved in the future, and he will be transferred to my side, so that Bing can be kept away from danger! That's right! So starting today, I will study hard! For me, and for him!

This is his influence on me. For him, I will work hard regardless of my own safety!

(End of this chapter)