It has been several days since A Jin woke up and found himself in this state.
From An Kai's rude actions and ridicule, he has roughly understood that he has become a monster, and also used the body of the third prince, An Chengjing. On the day he occupied this body, a strange tomb robber came to the tomb palace. , This body was also severely injured, maybe that's the way, the real An Chengjing died, and he was replaced.
And An Kai... also became a twisted man who made him unfamiliar.
But Ajin is understandable.
An Kai turned into such a monster from that battle, lost everything, watched the people he cared about die in front of him one by one, and even the bitter relationship between them was in such a tragic and sad way The curtain falls.
He avenged those people and avenged them with the life of the third prince, An Chengjing.
But An Kai went crazy.
He used to be a forthright man. Although he was young, he had good martial arts skills. He could even fight on the battlefield with a wine cup and a group of rough men laughing and pointing at the world and beauties.
Laugh outrageously, anger outright.
Resist the peace of one country and the world, and keep the tenderness of children in my heart.
His man, his master, is an indomitable hero.
But now...
A Jin looked at the malevolence in the man's eyes, he was picked up by An Kai as if he was carrying something, unable to speak or do anything, and was thrown to the ground.
A Jin rolled out on the ground in embarrassment. Fortunately, although this body had no legs, it didn't feel any pain.
The back was stepped on, causing A Jin's familiar voice to sound above his head. The man crouched down and roughly dragged his head against the cold bronze mirror.
The mirror made a 'pop' sound.
An Kai smiled, but there was no temperature. He said, "Baby, come and see what you look like today."
The shriveled facial skin was pressed hard.
A Jin raised his head and glanced at him, even the one who had been on the battlefield was frightened by the monster with purple hair and shriveled skin inside the bronze mirror.
The monster in the bronze mirror didn't even look like a person, there was not much flesh, only the skin was sticking to the bone like paraffin, and the facial features were crooked and the face was hideous. It was not only an ugly monster, but also an ugly monster with purple hair all over.
Seeing A Jin's frightened appearance, An Kai grinned happily and took a 'group photo' with him. He said, "Hehe, what? How many times will you be frightened? Look at our esteemed emperor, His Majesty, tsk."
He grabbed the purple hair on A Jin's face, pulled down the bloody one with all his strength, and put it in front of A Jin for him to see.
"Hehe, does it look good? Does it look good?"
The flesh can't feel the pain, but the position of the heart hurts to death.
Not because of this body, nor because An Kai treated him like this.
An Kai's violence and anger were not directed at him, A Jin knew.
He just felt sorry for him, the man who said 'clean and candid', the man with a carefree appearance, dashing and happy, always with a gentle heart, was forced into this distorted appearance by himself.
A Jin really knows An Kai very well.
An Kai is not only punishing An Chengjing, but also punishing himself.
Maybe it was because the distress in his eyes was too obvious, An Kai suddenly froze when he met his eyes, and then burst into even more anger.
"Who made you look at me like that? Want to provoke?!"
A Jin was beaten, but he didn't resist. He has been An Kai's servant since he was a child, and An Kai is his master. No matter what, as long as An Kai doesn't force himself like this, it's fine if he can vent.
The falling kick hit his chest, A Jin finally felt the pain, but his eyes looked at An Kai softly, he wanted to say: An Kai, I'm back.
He opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.
An Kai pinched his neck with such force that it seemed to break the dry wood-like neck in his hands.
"You want to die, don't you! You want to die!"
His handsome face is frightening because of rage, his eyes are fixed on the eyes of the monster below him, the turbid scarlet eyeballs are not the dead silence and despair of being tortured today, only soft and warm things, no matter what he is With force, the other party did not make an unpleasant scream as usual, and waved his arms frantically.
I hadn't seen that kind of gaze for a long time. For a while, apart from being familiar, An Kai couldn't remember where he had seen it.
Very familiar, really familiar, who has ever seen me so tenderly and tolerantly? who is...
When the turbid tears flowed down, An Kai suddenly became frightened for some reason. He suddenly let go of his hand and watched An Cheng, who had turned into a zombie, lay motionless on the ground, scratching something on the ground with his dry claws with his nails. .
An Kai calmed down his complicated thoughts and looked closer.
When he saw the word 'A Jin' on the ground, his whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, and he stared dully at the words on the ground, then looked at the pair of familiar eyes.
"Ajin..."
He called stupidly, and the purple-haired zombie on the ground nodded.
A Jin looked at his man and said in his heart: An Kai, I am A Jin, I am back.
An ecstatic expression broke out on An Kai's face, and then it turned into suspicion and panic, because the facial expression became too fast, and even the facial features were twisted into a ball, looking a bit funny.
"No, no..."
An Kai muttered to himself, his pupils shrunk, his eyes were bloodshot, his voice suddenly became louder, and he roared at A Jin almost like crazy: "You are not A Jin! You are An Chengjing! You want to trick me into letting go You... Impossible! I won't let you go!"
'I am, I really am. '
A Jinchong opened his mouth to make a mouth shape at him, looking at An Kai's frantic appearance and anxiously trying to hold up.
But An Kai suddenly picked him up in the next second and locked him in the previous coffin.
His vision turned black again.
A Jin tried to push away the heavy wood. The wood used for the coffin was all iron wood, and he still looks like this now. No matter how he pushes it, he can't push it. He can only wait anxiously in the coffin, praying that An Kai will not Do something to hurt yourself.
After all, it looks really bad now.
It was not long before the coffin was reopened, and An Kai came back with a gloomy face.
He lay beside him, hugged him without saying a word and started to sleep.
A Jin pushed him away, gestured with his hands, spoke to him with his mouth, and said a lot of things to prove himself.
For example, what happened when they were young, the secret code that only the two of them knew, and the mischief that happened together, and even how many times he was hugged by An Qi, how he was hugged, and what posture he was in.
But An Kai just kept his face calm and didn't say a word. The previous kind of beating was gone, but he didn't give him any response.
Ajin was a little scared.
He was not afraid that An Kai would treat him rudely, but he was afraid that An Kai would forget him.
'I am Ah Jin! '
'An Kai, don't scare me, okay? '
'Master, do you still remember A Jin? '
"… "
Days passed by, even year after year.
Wherever he went, An Kai wrapped him in a white cloth and held him in his arms, he also held him when he slept, when he walked in the tomb palace, and when he left the tomb palace and wandered on the mountain.
Many years later, A Jin has become disheartened.
But suddenly one day An Kai took him to meet two other people who lived in the tomb palace.
An Kai once again showed a hearty smile, although there was some disguise, but he was really happy.
In surprise, A Jin was wrapped in white cloth in his arms, unable to speak.
When I returned to the cemetery that day.
A Jin was lying in the coffin with An Kai's arms around her.
I thought it would be a peaceful day again, but An Kai, who was next to him, suddenly spoke up.
"It's great, it's not a dream," he said.
A Jin was stunned, not understanding what he meant.
The man didn't stop, but hugged him tightly as if he was shoved into the bones, resting his chin on his head.
After a while, he said:
"It's great, it's not a dream..."
"You said you were A Jin, you said you came back... I'm afraid, I'm so afraid, I'm afraid it's all fake... I'm afraid I've had a dream."
"I didn't dare to sleep or close my eyes, and I didn't dare to ask you. I was afraid that I would ask you 'Ajin, are you really back', you answered 'yes', and then woke up from the dream..."
Hot things fell on the top of A Jin's head, one after another, cloudy and bitter.
Wet Ajin's hair.
A Jin turned his head to look, but saw a very sad face, already bursting with tears and suppressing the cry.
"I'm so scared every day, I'm so scared..."
"A Jin, A Jin..."
"I was walking on the road, holding you. After a long time, everything was so real."
"But for more than a thousand years, I've been imagining you by my side every day. I'm afraid you're my crazy imagination..."
After he finished speaking, A Jin finally understood.
It's not that An Kai can't recognize him, but that he doesn't dare to recognize him... He thought that it was his fantasy that he came back, that he would go crazy after a thousand years, so he would be silent, so he would hug him every day and give him He wrapped a white cloth to prevent any mirrors and lights from shining on him. Every day, he wandered in the underground palace, wandering in the mountains, trying to find something to prove that this was not an overly real hallucination.
Just like this every day, I was trembling with fear, holding him carefully for so many years.
It was not until today that I got the exact answer from the sharp master of the tomb...
fool…
fool!
A Jin turned his head and thumped An Kai's chest fiercely, wet tears flowed from his cloudy eyes, he couldn't help but open his mouth and let out an unpleasant roar, struggling to scold the man who drove him to a dead end.
On that day, the two who were different from each other hugged each other and cried for a long, long time.
They didn't stop until their throats were dry and hoarse, their strength was exhausted, and their grievances and heartaches for more than a thousand years had dried up...
An Kai hugged A Jin in his arms and asked cautiously in a hoarse and unpleasant voice.
He said, "A Jin, are you back?"
A Jin squeezed his chest and clothes, opened his mouth and said silently, "I'm back..."
As if you really heard it.
The man's embrace became tighter, An Kai lowered his head to confirm something rudely and anxiously, kissed A Jin's now ugly face, and licked the corner of his lips.
And A Jin also willingly accepted.
The candles in the underground palace flickered.
Shaking up a thousand years of loneliness...
[The author has something to say: Cough, I am really tired today, tearful, if there is a bug, everyone will give me a day, and I will definitely revise it.
It's too late today, my eyes are all astigmatism.
嘤嘤嘤]