Garlan's originally white face was flushed red at the moment, most of it was angry, and a small part was...
There was still a vague warm touch on the lips, and the slight numbness on the tip of the tongue that was touched, as if it was branded there, lingering.
He could only squeeze his lips harder and harder, biting the tip of his tongue again, trying to use this pressure and a slight tingling sensation to remove the residual touch.
Garlan stared at Heimos, who was sitting wet in the pool, his blushing face, his eyes seemed to be able to shoot fire.
Unfortunately, Heimos just fell on the edge of the pool. It was very shallow. He sat in the water with his hands behind him to support his body. The swaying water didn't even touch the knees of his bent legs.
He lowered his head slightly, wet black hair pressed against his cheeks, as if looking at the scabbard against his chest.
Then, his gaze went up along the scabbard, followed by Garlan's hand holding the hilt, and finally landed on Garlan's blushing face.
"Heimos, what are you doing here with me?"
Garlan tensed his face and asked.
He is standing by the water at the moment, a lot higher than Heimos, and it is rare to be able to look down at Heimos from such a condescending position.
He felt to himself that when he spoke, his tone and actions were fierce.
However, the ferocity that Gallan thought was fierce, fell into the eyes of Heimos, but it was completely different.
What he saw was that the boy's lips were very red.
Originally it was just a light pink, like a flower bud that has not yet opened, but at this moment, I don't know if it was infected by the redness on my face or because I squeezed it too tightly, my lips were red and bright, like the delicate petals that just bloomed. It's like, it makes one's appetite widen at a glance.
So, instinctively, Heimos's eyes were fixed on the red lips.
Heimos' naked longing gaze was like charcoal fire, making Garlan feel that the place he was staring at was burning badly.
After finally calming down a little, his cheeks suddenly became hot again, and the anger in his heart also rushed up. He forced his composure and stabbed the long sword in his hand forward.
This time, the top of the stubborn scabbard slammed into Heimos's chest.
The boy gritted his teeth and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
As he spoke, he stabbed Heimos in the chest with his scabbard hatefully.
If it wasn't for Heimos sitting in the water at the moment, Garlan would really like to kick this guy directly with his feet.
Heimos glanced at him, then at the scabbard against his chest.
"You're not going to take it away?"
He didn't answer Garlan's question, but instead asked.
Garland snorted twice.
"I don't plan, I'm still thinking about whether to pull out the scabbard."
As he spoke, he unceremoniously shoved the tip of the scabbard against Heimos's chest twice.
"After all, you didn't show any affection back then."
He said that the words were a little unclear, making it difficult for people to understand.
You know, when the previous life was here, Heimos directly pierced his heart with a sword.
The strength and ruthlessness of the way actually nailed his entire body to the stone wall with this sword.
Looking back on it now, he still feels a dull pain in his heart.
And now he just stabbed Heimos in the chest a few times with the scabbard, which is already quite cheap for this guy.
Just when Garlan was thinking about his previous life and angrily poked Heimos's chest with his scabbard, Heimos suddenly burst out laughing.
"At that time, I did accidentally frighten you into a fall."
He looked up at Garlan and laughed.
"Now that you've pushed me into the water, you've already finished taking revenge, so don't take any more revenge, okay?"
Garlan was stunned for a moment, his mind tried to turn a few times, and suddenly he realized.
He finally remembered.
For him, this place was the place where Heimos was killed in the previous life, but, for Heimos, this was the place where they first met when they were children.
When he was reborn in this life, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the young Heimos who was close at hand, and then he was shocked and fell to the ground.
…
…
No wonder Heimos asked him if he remembered where it was.
He thought that Heimos had seen the events of previous lives and came to settle accounts with him, so he was so nervous that he died.
It turned out that he made a big oolong himself.
For some reason, Garlan felt that he was suddenly relieved.
The mood that had been heavy since just now suddenly relaxed, and even the unpleasant emotion that was deeply buried in my heart disappeared without a trace.
Um? … distressed
Garland suddenly lost his senses.
Why does he feel uncomfortable just thinking that Heimos might alienate him because of the memories of previous lives
For so many years, he has been trying hard to stay away from Heimos, but now that Heimos really has the possibility of taking the initiative to stay away from him, he feels... a little uncomfortable
Why
"Gallan."
Just when Garlan was stunned by the thought that suddenly appeared in his heart, Heimos suddenly called out to him.
He looked at Heimos subconsciously, and saw Heimos's gaze lowered and landed on his hand.
"Gallan."
Heimos looked at his right hand, his eyes a little cold.
"Will you keep that thing?"
"Ah? This is... "
Only then did Garlan react, and the sapphire box Opada gave him was still in his hand.
… and many more.
Heimos stared gloomily just now... was it actually the sapphire in his hand
So, the reason why Heimos looked bad just now... was because he was jealous
Garlan, who finally reacted, was stunned, and he was a little dumbfounded.
At this moment, Heimos, who was still sitting in the water, suddenly raised his hand and grasped the scabbard that was still on his chest while he was not paying attention.
Then, pull hard.
The teenager was caught off guard and was dragged to the direction of Heimos and fell over.
He only heard a thud, and the water splashed, and Garlan, who had no time to let go of the hilt, fell straight forward into the lotus pond.
The splashing water fascinated his eyes, and the water splashed into his mouth.
When he spit out a sip of water, opened his mouth to take a few breaths, and finally opened his eyes again, he saw the pair of golden red eyes close at hand, the sharp corners of his eyes raised slightly, revealing a little smile.
Only then did he realize that he was lying on Heimos when he fell forward.
The sun was shining in the afternoon, and the bright sunlight shone on the water in this pool.
Circles and circles of water patterns spread from the two people in the water, causing the green lotus leaves floating on the water to undulate.
Heimos sat on his back in the water, his legs bent in the water, and his upper body leaned back slightly.
He supported his body with one hand behind him and the other on the waist of the boy in his arms.
And Garland, who was dragged into the pool by him, just happened to be lying on top of him, kneeling in the water with one hand on Heimos's side, and the other hand falling down When he unconsciously grabbed the collar of Heimos's chest.
Before he raised his head, his cheek had just been pressed against Heimos's wet chest.
The clothes Heimos was wearing were dark, and they just stuck to his body when soaked, revealing the tight muscle lines of the young man's body.
But Gal used to wear light-colored clothes, and today he was also wearing a short white robe, which happened to be a soft gauze fabric. Now that he was soaked in water, the gauze fabric became translucent.
The wet, translucent gauze was clinging to the boy's body, almost exposing his deer-like graceful and slender body to the sun.
Reflecting the sunlight, the boy's body was flexible and beautiful, and his skin was white, like silky milk, but it was entangled with the light brown limbs.
The wet blond hair hung down from the translucent wet clothes, a few strands stuck to Garlan's body, and a few strands crossed the juvenile's glowing white limbs and wrapped around the brown arm with slightly bulging muscles.
The small box of cedar fell to one side of the bottom of the pool, and the unsheathed long sword lay quietly in the pool water not far away.
Looking at the translucent teenager lying on his body, his fingers felt the softness of the waist he was holding, and Heimos swallowed unconsciously.
A fire burst into flames, spreading from the deepest part of his body to his limbs and even his internal organs.
He felt that his throat was terribly thirsty at this moment, and even immersing in the cold pool water could not relieve his dryness in the slightest.
His body was hot, and he felt like a traveler who had traveled in the desert for a long time, almost dying of thirst on the golden sand.
And the only thing that can quench his thirst and save his life is...
…
Not yet.
Not yet.
Admonishing himself like this, Heimos resisted the hunger and thirst that came from the bottom of his heart and suppressed his desire for the boy in his arms.
"Heimos! You are sick!"
But the young man who made him almost out of control was unaware of his attraction, raised his head and glared at him.
"Do you believe that I really will pull out that sword now and stab you in the heart?"
He was dragged into the pool by Heimos inadvertently, making his body wet and utterly embarrassed, and Gallan gritted his teeth with hatred.
Angrily, he threatened Heimos with harsh words, and the hand that was holding Heimos's chest was also pulling harder.
Being glared at by Garlan, Heimos suddenly raised his eyebrows.
"Can."
"… what?"
"I said, yes."
"...Aren't you going to be stupid?"
The corners of Heimos' mouth rose slightly, and he raised his right hand, which had been around Garlan's waist, and pressed it against his chest.
His hand just happened to be on the hand that Garlan was grabbing at the front of his shirt.
His big brown hands covered his white fingertips and pressed them tightly against his chest.
He said, "I'll give it to you."
The hand was pressed against the wet chest by Heimos.
Under the sturdy chest that his fingertips touched, his heart was beating rhythmically.
In the depths of Heimos's golden-red pupils, which reflected the boy's figure, there seemed to be a deep interlacing of light and shadow.
He said, "Remember, Garland, it's yours forever."
…
puff.
Suddenly.
It was the sound of the heart beating.
Garlan froze for a moment.
His hand was pressed against Heimos's chest, and his fingertips could clearly feel the rhythm of the heart coming from the depths of Heimos's chest.
... But what he heard was not Heimos's heartbeat.
The sudden shock just now caught people off guard, as if it exploded in his ear, it was his heavy heartbeat.