The Shining Ball came even faster than Xiao He imagined.
Realizing that today is Al's birthday, Xiao He felt a little relieved amid deep worries.
Birthdays are always nice, and if he can do it right, maybe Al can have a nice birthday party.
Today they got up extra early, almost at dawn, some elves brought clothes and jewelry.
Xiao He is Al's dance partner, so he has to dress up to attend.
I thought there would be elves to help wear these cumbersome and delicate clothes, but Al waved them off.
Xiao He's eyes were full of doubts: "I can't handle them by myself."
"It's okay, I'm here."
Just as Xiao He realized the meaning of his words, the silver-haired elf had already bent down slightly, unfolded the pure white costume, and put it on him.
At that moment, a strong sense of tension rose in Xiao He's heart inexplicably, as if he had blasphemed the gods.
But at the same time, there was an indescribable sense of excitement, also because... he blasphemed him.
In the huge silver mirror that is as smooth as water, the young elf stands in front. The noble silver-haired elf is dressed in a simple robe, and his gorgeous long hair is scattered behind him like a waterfall. Because of his gentle movements, it flows and pours, and it is so beautiful. It seems to be exuding a little brilliance.
He should have been lofty and untouchable, but at this moment, he leaned over and bowed his head, his slender fingers passing through the expensive ornaments, one by one neatly dressing the young man in front of him.
What used to be a long process of getting dressed is now as fast as a blink of an eye.
Xiao He didn't see enough at all, but it was over.
The young man in the mirror is dressed in Chinese clothes, pure white interspersed with light blue, the intricate and delicate hollow patterns accompanied by the finishing touch of azure sapphires, making him extravagant to an unimaginable degree.
But Xiao He didn't want to look at him at all, he felt that he was so well-dressed but not one-tenth of the person behind him.
Even if Al just put on a robe casually, even if his long hair was not tied, and the gems were not set.
But Xiao He still felt that all the brilliance was concentrated on him.
Al stared at him, with undisguised amazement flashing in his eyes: "It suits you very well."
Xiao He didn't take it seriously, he looked at him through the mirror and smiled: "Thank you."
Al hugged him from behind: "With me, you don't need to thank you."
Xiao He felt warm in his heart. Thinking of today's special day, he bent his eyes and said, "I have prepared a gift for you, and I will give it to you after the banquet is over, okay?" What he prepared secretly these days was not It's an expensive thing, but he made it himself. It's a small gesture, after all, Al won't lack anything.
With soft eyebrows and eyes, Al kissed his neck and said softly, "You are my best gift."
Xiao He's body stiffened slightly, realizing the meaning of his words, he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.
Al brushed away the hair from his ear, kissed lightly on the tip of his ear, and then looked into the mirror, through the watery halo, locked his eyes: "I'm looking forward to it. When you download it."
Xiao He was startled, and a blush suddenly appeared on his face, and it was only then that he realized it.
Dressing him personally, waiting for the evening to take it off
Although it was very inappropriate, although there were elements of delusion, Xiao He couldn't help thinking about the wedding.
The two promised each other a lifetime and a beautiful moment of being together forever.
The same dress, the same grand banquet, the same hand in hand.
Xiao He couldn't help but bend his eyes, and said softly, "I'm looking forward to it too."
Whether it's a dream, it's always so beautiful that people can't regret it.
The Royal Capital Feast is the most prosperous and grand carnival day in the entire elf world.
The elves are already gorgeous and exquisite, and on this special day today, they even dressed up meticulously. They are all unparalleled in beauty.
Xiao He appeared together with Al, and they wore the same style of clothes.
The base is pure white, surrounded by light blue, just like the clouds falling from the sky, and the clear sky is edged with green wash, interpreting the most sacred and purest color to the extreme.
The only difference is that Xiao He is more exquisite, and Ayer is more elegant.
The two walked hand in hand, their silver hair flowed like the Milky Way, and their black hair was smudged like nightfall.
Although most people don't know that young elf boy, at this moment they all sincerely think that he is very suitable to stand by the king's side, very suitable.
There was only one person, although he bowed and knelt, his eyes were filled with gloom.
If you can't see it, you can't think of it. If you see it, you will be longing for it.
The blend of black and silver is the most beautiful, but black can also contain gold.
He and him, why not suitable
Just because he robbed him, so he can only back down
Why
Why should he keep being snatched away by him!
Because he is king
Because he is a god
Lance bowed his head and respectfully shouted the honorific "my king lives forever", but his heart had already pushed him to hell.
At the beginning of the banquet, Xiao He and Al led the dance. Although they had practiced the dance steps for a long time, Xiao He was still nervous because of the gorgeous palace and countless dazzling elves.
Fortunately, Al was here.
"Don't think too much, just look at me."
Xiao He looked into his eyes, and then forgot everything.
The beautiful music fluttered above, and the gorgeous dance flew in the hall. He shook hands with him, moved his feet, and entrusted and trusted him wholeheartedly, which was enough to turn everything around him into nothingness.
At the end of the perfect song, Al kissed him on the forehead: "Don't worry, you dance very well, very beautiful."
Xiao He was still panting slightly. Hearing what he said, his eyes lit up slightly, and he wandered with obvious joy.
Al felt itchy, and kissed him on the lips: "I have to leave in a while, you wait for me obediently, I will take you to the Holy Pool for baptism in the afternoon."
Xiao He nodded and replied, "Okay."
It wasn't until Ai Er left and Xiao He stood alone in this gorgeous palace that he suddenly felt a stronger loneliness and coldness.
No one would talk to him, and he didn't know anyone.
But... He never thought of getting to know each other.
Taking a deep breath and looking up again, Xiao He has calmed down, what should come will always come, and what should be done must be done.
Al treats him like this, he can't destroy him.
Although all this is fake, the good news is that the treatment is real.
Do what you have to do, it is right.
Looking up and scanning around, Xiao He and Lance met each other's eyes.
The blond elf was dressed in Chinese clothes, handsome and handsome as always.
Xiao He smiled at him, and mouthed silently.
Lance understood and quietly walked away from the crowd.
Xiao He was alone, so he didn't have to worry about it. He lowered his head slightly, and he easily faded out of the sight of the elves.
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