Ge Xiu was stunned.
That was his purpose in the first place.
Since entering this world, whether it is a high-profile provocation of this game, or unscrupulously showing the difference between myself and other players in this world, it is for this moment—
However, when this moment really came, he was a little overwhelmed.
This is very strange, obviously all this is the same as what he imagined, but when he actually heard his name coming out of the other party's mouth, Ge Xiu still couldn't help but his mind went blank for a moment.
Maybe it's because of the tone of the other person's speech.
The slow, sincere, gentle and cherished way of articulating words gently turns every syllable on the tip of the tongue, like a sigh from a nightmare, but there seems to be a strong and deep emotion hidden in it. , can't be summed up in simple words like love and hate, persistent and profound, turbulent and thick, overwhelming the sky in an instant, drowning him without warning.
Maybe it's because of the look in the other person's eyes when he whispers his name.
Ge Xiu couldn't describe what he saw in the eyes of the other party.
He could see his own reflection.
Ge Xiu's shrinking figure was reflected on the pitch-black iris, as if he was firmly imprisoned in the depths of each other's pupils, with nothing but himself.
The focus is terrifying.
The man stared at him dazedly and in a trance. With the words out of the way, Ge Xiu could clearly feel that the other party's eyes were gradually, little by little, clear and deep, as if every world he had ever experienced from The opponent's mind crossed.
Lu Lai, Yi Leno, Lovett, Hines, Zuo Yan, Shen Boyan, Xie Shili, Julong—he seemed to see everyone's shadow in the depths of each other's eyes, gradually precipitating and determined, It seems that everyone is alive in his eyes for a moment, and then disappears in the next second, leaving only an afterimage. Very familiar person.
He stared at Ge Xiu with such amazed, joyful, complex and deep eyes, as if he had known him for a long time, and as if he had never met him.
It seems like a lifetime away, and it seems like deja vu.
Such a deep and paranoid turbulent emotion, even if it has not been exported, is as heavy as suffocating.
Ge Xiu could not be more aware of the changes in the man in front of him.
It was as if the real one slowly woke up from the character setting given by the virtual world, and the man sleeping under the shackles and delusions broke free little by little.
Ge Xiu was in a trance for a while.
At that moment, he seemed to see that in the light blue nutrient solution, the dark eyelashes trembled slightly, the eyes opened little by little, through the black hair floating in the blue liquid, separated by heavy and thick hair. The metal wall looked at him, space and time no longer had meaning - two people at opposite ends of the world, the other side of the real and the illusory staring at each other.
Ge Xiu had seen a certain part, a certain section of this person in every virtual world in the past.
But, in fact, he is not the glorious god of war of the alliance, not the fallen god of war, not the monarch, not the star thief, not the dragon...
He was a complete stranger to Ge Xiu, yet extremely familiar.
Everyone Ghosh had ever met looked like him, but he wasn't like anyone.
This feeling... is too weird.
While Ge Xiu was stunned, the man who was trampled under his feet suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his ankle, and his cold and slender fingers gently wrapped around the thin and slender wrist bone.
The temperature of the fingers is like ice, and the cold seems to penetrate the muscles and bones.
Ge Xiu shivered and stepped back subconsciously, trying to get rid of the opponent's grasp, but he forgot that his ankle was still firmly grasped in the opponent's hand, lost his balance for a moment, and fell backward—
In the next second, the cold touch from behind caught him, and while supporting his weight, he slowly snaked along his waist and thighs, firmly fixing him in place.
Ge Xiu was startled and turned to look.
The huge white bone clock behind him did not know when it actually spread, and the cold and hard white bones stretched out, overlapping to form a huge bone base, stretching and crossing, the bones like birch branches pointed to the sky at an incredible speed. Growing up, encasing his body in it, he couldn't break free before he knew it.
"boom-"
A dull roar echoed in the hall, as if everything was shaking with that mysterious rhythm.
The chandelier above his head swayed, the debris on the wall rustled down, and he could even hear the roar of the friction between the steel soil and the bricks.
The dungeon builder broke free from his own character frame. He was no longer bound by the established script, and was rapidly expanding his sense of existence-his existence impacted everything around him, and the whole world was collapsing rapidly.
The man came over.
He stared at Gosho.
The blood on his chest was no longer flowing, instead it was escaping into the air little by little like a blood mist.
The ceiling above his head shattered, and the cobweb-like gaps spread rapidly, collapsed, and then disappeared into nothingness at the moment when they fell to the ground - just now I could hear people screaming in panic and panic, But I don't know when it started, I can't hear anything, only the whirring of the wind is circling in the empty nothingness.
The floor underfoot was cracking, shaking, shaking, screaming.
But the sound seemed to no longer exist, and the silence was like water seeping into a sponge, suffocating heavily in my heart, absorbing everything silently.
The white bone clock behind him is still growing recklessly, bursting through the sky, filling the sky, fixing the broken steel and masonry in the snow-white branches, and madly occupying all spaces.
The man leaned down and kissed Gossiu.
The Senbai skeleton surrounding the youth's waist made a soft "click" sound, and turned into fine dust the moment he was touched by his fingers - the skeleton's possessive embrace was forcefully restrained and forced to retreat, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into fine dust. Turned into invisible, but surrounded by the two of them, fighting for the scarce space and space.
The hard white bones were replaced by the man's slender fingers.
He embraced the young man in his arms softly and irresistibly, wrapping him tightly in his protective layer.
Some kind of voice from the depths of the soul is screaming and agitating.
Gorshu couldn't make out what it was saying - but he could clearly feel the weird force majeure that was pulling him toward some kind of safe and warm shelter.
Fall into each other's embrace.
A place of safety constructed with body temperature, lips, arms, and fingertips.
Familiar to the point of being familiar, distant to the point of being forgotten.
He struggled to regain his sanity, pushed the opponent's shoulder with the palm of his hand, and stepped back: "...Wait—"
The man complied.
He never seemed to question Gorshaw's decisions, and he was lenient and patient as if he could accommodate all his actions—and no words.
Ge Xiu took a breath and raised his head.
His voice was hoarse: "You... what are you... "
Before he could finish speaking, Ge Xiu suddenly raised his hand and put his hand in front of the other party: "—Don't look at me like that."
That kind of look... Ge Xiu didn't know how to describe it, but under this kind of gaze, he felt more and more confused, even a little overwhelmed, and even forgot what he should say.
Under Ge Xiu's palm, the other party was silent for a while.
Immediately afterwards, the man's forehead leaned forward and gently touched Ge Xiu's palm.
He blinked, and the long eyelashes gently scraped Ge Xiu's palm, like a feather, and it was a little itchy as soon as it was touched.
"it is good."
Gossiu: "..."
It did nothing to improve his confusion at all.
"You... remember everything?"
This question is really too stupid and too obvious. It's simply a knowing question. Ge Xiu regretted it the moment he asked the question. However, he was eager to break the stagnant and sticky atmosphere in the air. This desire It was even too urgent, so that he blurted out before he had time to make a decision.
"A virtual experience?" the man replied, "Yes."
"But the others..." He raised his hand, grabbed Ge Xiu's wrist gently, and pulled the hand that was in front of his eyes down: "No."
His fingers are cold.
The man's eyes drooped slightly, his dark and deep eyes were hidden under his eyelashes, and his voice was as light as a sigh: "I have never forgotten anything."
Gossi was stunned.
The man lowered his head and kissed his lips softly. The cold and soft lips were close to his. Then, a hard and round thing was pushed by the other party's tongue and gently tapped on Ge Xiu's teeth. List.
A warm and sweet scent permeated.
Ge Xiu was a little stunned.
He opened his teeth subconsciously and held the candy ball in his mouth—the inferior one had the taste of industrial saccharin.
The sound of the dungeon and the collapse of the world sounded outside the bones, and the sound of falling and collapsing was isolated, but it seemed very far away, like an illusion that was easily dissipated.
"Crack."
Ge Xiu bit the candy ball.
The sharp shards pricked the tip of his tongue.
At that moment, the familiar smell awakened the memory that was deliberately hidden in the back of Ge Xiu's mind, and some kind of force that was almost mental shock slammed towards him like a heavy hammer.
"Well!"
Ge Xiu groaned, his eyes suddenly darkened, and his knees bent subconsciously, leading him down.
The man hugged Ge Xiu tightly, and took his slumping body into his embrace.
"You want to know everything about Pandora, right?" His voice was low and deep, and it sounded close to Ge Xiu's ear:
"… as you wish."
my sweetheart.