touched his heart
Xiao He forced himself to calm down, and his emotions agitated again.
What does it mean
Did Al remember something? Did something go wrong with Qin Su? Although he has returned to this point in time, but the personality of Al remembers what happened before
Or maybe Al didn't remember anything, but knew about the conversation between him and Lance, and was testing him with words
After thinking about it for a while, Xiao He was almost scared to death by himself.
He knew that all of this was a dream, that all of this was false, and that this was Fan Shen's spiritual world.
But even if it was so clear, what he could experience, feel, and see was so real that no one could doubt it.
It was a false world, but he felt everything, whether it was good and lucky, or terrible and frightening.
He could touch Al's body temperature, feel the supreme happiness he gave him, and more deeply understand the fear he brought him.
He liked this man, but at the same time he was terribly afraid of him.
It felt bad, hard to put into words, but enough to make him quit.
He didn't think much about Corwin's death, and he didn't want to care too much about Lance's conspiracy.
He held on to the feather, just wanting this to be over quickly.
Everything is an excuse, all useless, he has only one purpose.
Get out of this world, get away from this person, get back to reality.
Killing Al and destroying this personality will complete the mission, right
At that time, he no longer needs to be afraid, and he doesn't need to be bewitched, let alone worry that he will sink deeper and deeper.
Very simple, just kill him.
Al can dig out his heart, so what if he kills him
The cold kiss fell on his forehead, carrying a faint fragrance, like a drop of clear spring falling, making the muddy pool water suddenly quiet down.
Xiao He's eyes suddenly focused, and he suddenly woke up.
What was he thinking about! What the hell are you thinking!
Kill Al? How could he have made such a decision so frivolously
kill! Even in a dream, such a dream is not the slightest difference from reality, he is still killing people!
He wanted to leave here because he was afraid of their disregard of human life and cruelty.
But if he also kills, is he still him
He was afraid that he would sink deeper and deeper, but if he shot Al, wouldn't he really be sinking deeper!
Xiao He took a deep breath and finally regained his strength.
Al was holding him all the time, feeling his mood swings, his eyes flickered slightly, but his movements didn't change at all.
Xiao He raised his head and stared at him: "If you can't sleep, can you chat with me?"
The boy in his arms was beautiful and clean, looking at him softly with a pair of clear eyes, which made people tremble slightly, the darkness in Al's eyes faded, he smiled softly, and hugged him in a comfortable position: "I want to What are you talking about?"
He likes to talk to him, but hearing his voice has an inexplicable sense of freshness, which is very novel and unique, which makes him unable to help but want to get closer, and makes him want to hold on uncontrollably.
Xiao He bent his eyes and said in a low voice, "I want to hear something about you."
Ai Er's blue eyes seemed to be a little bit starry because of his softness: "My business? It is very detailed in the complete history of elves."
Xiao He shook his head: "I've read that book, and the elf king in it is sacred, great, and untouched by the fireworks of the world, but it has an untouchable sense of remoteness, which makes people feel unreal."
Is it real? Al's eyes narrowed slightly, but immediately he smiled and said, "I can tell you what you want to know."
Xiao He looked at him without blinking, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth: "I heard that when you were born, the sun and the moon receded, and the stars fell from the sky. Yanar stood out from the darkness and achieved the present brilliance?"
This passage is exactly from the Complete History of the Elves. When Xiao He read it at the time, he thought it was really nonsense, even more nonsense than the true dragon emperors in ancient China.
But it is very appropriate for him to ask this question now.
With a smile in his eyes, Al said softly: "Most of those are fabricated by later generations, but one thing is true."
Xiao He asked curiously: "Which point, is it true that even the sun and the moon have retreated?" Although he asked as a joke, he felt in his heart that it was really true that Al with such a face came to the world. It is a capital that makes the sun and the moon amazed.
Ai Er casually hooked a strand of Xiao He's hair, and his fair fingers intertwined with the jet-black hair color. The abrupt contrast made the white whiter and the black blacker. They were entangled together, and accompanied by a soft voice, outlined It looks like a spring day and night, warm but hazy and elusive.
"I don't know whether the sun and the moon will recede, but when I opened my eyes, there was indeed darkness between the sky and the earth."
Xiao He was taken aback, and just about to ask a question, Al continued.
"It's very dark, very cold, silent, you can't see any light and shadow, you can't feel any temperature. Walking on the road, there are thorns all over the place."
Xiao He looked up at him, his heart trembled slightly because of his low voice and slightly retracted eyebrows, and he asked softly: "At that time... was it only you?"
"Yes." Al's voice was very calm, but under that calmness, it was as cold and ethereal as the reverberation of the valley, "There is no creature, no sound, I can't see anything, and I can't see myself , At that time, the world was like a huge tomb, with only death-like tranquility and coldness."
Xiao He listened quietly, and some trivial fragments suddenly appeared in his mind.
In the pitch-black world, the lonely child shivered from the cold, but moved forward stubbornly. The delicate soles of his feet were cut by sharp thorns, and blood flowed out, filling the condensed air with a bloody smell.
He kept moving forward, no fear, no sadness, no desire, no need, he just walked, without the slightest intention of stopping.
Xiao He frowned slightly, trying to concentrate on recalling again, but this messy fragment disappeared without a trace like a mirror image.
For a while, the atmosphere was a little gloomy.
Xiao He originally wanted to know more about Al, but the atmosphere right now is not so good.
He withdrew his thoughts, looked up at Al slightly, and said in a soft voice: "...Your Majesty, you really created all of this."
Walking from the darkness, alone, shining brightly on everything in the world.
Al looked back at him, looking down into his eyes.
After a while, he reached out and stroked the delicate and beautiful cheek of the elf boy: "I created them, but now, they want me to die."
The author has something to say: I don’t think there are girls who are struggling with the sense of substitution. This, I really can’t experience it by watching a movie. Although this is a spiritual world, it is also a world that is too real to be real. Let’s put it this way, let’s How can we be sure that the deep world is not just a dream? [Just kidding] And about Xiao He’s character, readers who have read many of my articles should understand that there are quite a lot of funny comparisons in my writing. I always want to change, but I found that I am a jerky and amusing physique. It is easier to write this kind of writing, so I want to miss it and let myself relax.
Then there's the issue of Shou's relationship. Don't look at him being confused by Gong's beauty, but in fact this kind of personality is very careless. You can easily fall in love with him, but it's hard to fall in love with him. Ahem...so don't worry about him. Will be abused [I seem to be implying something.