The surroundings seemed to be shrouded in darkness, but there was also a glimmer of light coming from nowhere, allowing people to see everything around them clearly.
Mute felt his throat was tightly clenched, and he couldn't breathe for a while. The sharp eyes of the boy who was pressing on him and clenched his throat were like blades, as if piercing his body while looking down at him.
The dark blue pupils looking down at him were colder than ever at this moment, and also, there was a dangerous killing intent oozing out.
Mute tried his best to relax his body, controlled his body not to struggle, his eyes met the boy's, trying to show a gentle and harmless appearance.
The meekness he tried his best to show made the fingers that were clasping his throat a little lighter, but the coldness of the young man staring at him did not decrease at all. He looked at him as if he had been invaded into his private territory Wild beasts, vigilant and dangerous. And this vigilant beast is relying on intuition to judge whether the person under it is threatening, and judges whether to rip the throat of the intruder based on this.
Maybe it was because Mute didn't resist at all, or maybe it was because he was really docile and looked harmless. The boy's tensed shoulders slowly slowed down, and his eyes were still staring fiercely at the people below him. , It's just that the hands have relaxed a lot, and they won't be fastened to the point where people can't breathe.
As soon as the hand holding his throat was released, Mutt coughed several times, and breathed rapidly with his mouth open.
Although it is in the subconscious spiritual world, this world is extremely real. If the body is hurt here, the outside body will also respond. If you die here, the outside body will also die.
Being choked by his throat for a few seconds, he was breathing rapidly, his face flushed a little, he just breathed, still didn't move, lying on the ground docilely, without any struggle.
"Who are you?"
Although he relaxed the other party's throat, the boy still maintained the posture of pressing the other party's hands above his head with one hand, pressing the other party's throat with the other hand, and pressing the whole body on the other party's body.
He stared at the people below him, and repeated in a cold voice again.
you lover!
The pinched Mute really wanted to say that, but seeing the strange eyes of the young man, he finally swallowed those three words back.
He felt that if he really said these words, the major general who looked like a teenager might really break his neck with a shake of his hand.
He pondered for a moment, then opened his mouth and called out in a low voice.
"Troll."
Seeing the boy's eyes twitch, he hurried on.
"I'm your friend, the kind with a very close relationship."
The young man raised his eyebrows and looked at him suspiciously. Mute looked at him, trying to appear gentle and harmless, and looked at him with an innocent and well-behaved look on his face.
The boy frowned and let go.
After all, according to his judgment, this stranger who broke in suddenly did not pose a threat to him. Even if this person really intends to do something, he can solve it in an instant.
The boy stood up, looking down at Mute who had just sat up with a cold face. He didn't say a word, but his eyes clearly expressed the meaning of 'this is not a place for you to come in'.
The subconscious spiritual world is the most private place for everyone, and it is almost absolutely not allowed to enter by others. After sensing a stranger entering here, his first reaction was to destroy it, so he grabbed the intruder by the throat immediately.
Originally, he should have directly crushed the intruder's throat, but the moment he met the intruder's eyes, for some reason, his hand stopped for a moment, and did not crush the intruder's throat immediately.
It wasn't that he couldn't bear it, after all, this intruder was just a stranger to him—but at that moment, it seemed that an invisible force stopped his actions, and made him subconsciously stop harming this person.
Why
He doesn't know yet.
But when the intruder below looked at him softly and tamely like a small animal, there was a kind of trust in his eyes that he had never seen before, and it could even be said to be attachment. , he couldn't help but loosen the fingers holding the other party's throat.
Inexplicably, those dark eyes looking softly at him seemed to melt the depths of his chest, so that—this dark world suddenly brightened a little, the shimmering light softened a little, and the temperature became warmer A little bit—his mental world mirrored his changing moods with uncompromising faithfulness.
[I am your very close friend.]
The intruder should be telling the truth, because in the subconscious mental world it is impossible to lie.
Thinking of this, the young man lowered his eyes, and glanced coldly at the intruder who was still sitting on the ground with his slender phoenix eyes. There was a faint light in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.
The intruder, who looked to be about his age, was staring at him blankly, with confusion in his eyes.
"You... well, don't you want to ask me why I came here?"
As Mute asked, he carefully looked at Troll, feeling very puzzled in his heart.
It stands to reason that the subconscious mental body should be exactly the same as the real appearance, and there is no age difference, but why did he see the major general who looked like a teenager? And it looks like you don't know him at all
Thin lips pursed, and Troll, who had pondered for a while, seemed to have made a decision and asked.
"What's wrong with me now?"
"Uh?"
Mutt froze for a moment.
He thought that he would have to spend all his time explaining the ins and outs to the major general who looked like a teenager, and persuade him to believe him. But from Troll's question just now, it can be seen that Troll has already guessed his purpose.
"You know what happened to you?"
The young and beautiful Danfeng glanced at him with a cold tone.
"Unless there are special circumstances, no one can break in here."
Troll has great confidence in his powerful spiritual world and powerful spiritual power. Unless he lets it go, no one can enter his spiritual world without authorization.
He vaguely guessed that the purpose of this person coming in was to help him do something, and he really felt that something was wrong with him.
Although he can't remember, he always feels that he is not a minor now, and his real age should be much older than his current appearance.
This also puzzled him, because it was almost impossible for the subconscious mental body to be out of sync with the external body.
"Yes, Major General." Mutt stood up, looked at the major general who looked like a teenager, and said, "There are decades of discrepancies between your current appearance and the real body outside."
Troll glanced at him, the corners of his eyes cocked.
Major General
He thought, what does this mean
Seeing Troll's reaction, Mutt subconsciously frowned.
"Don't you remember? After leaving that proving ground, he joined the Imperial Army and was promoted to major general? Don't you remember at all?"
He didn't even have the memory of becoming a major general, and it was even more impossible to remember meeting him after that, being promoted to admiral, marshal, and finally becoming emperor.
The young man still didn't answer. He stood there with white cheeks and fine eyelashes hanging down, revealing a thoughtful expression.
Rather than saying that he doesn't remember, it's better to say that he doesn't have that memory at all.
Mute hesitated, and asked tentatively: "So, your last memory is still in the testing ground?"
The boy looked at him with his slender phoenix eyes, and hummed.
With that sound, Mutt's heart skipped a beat.
It seems that the mental body with this appearance now only has the memory of this age stage. I don't know what went wrong outside, which caused the major general's mental body to become younger.
But this will cause a lot of trouble. If it is the original major general, if you know him and know what happened, you will cooperate with him well. But now when he meets such a young Troll who doesn't know him at all and treats him so indifferently, he feels helpless.
Mutt looked distressedly at Troll, who looked like a boy subconsciously.
The man stood coldly in the faint light, which seemed to be an illusion, Mutt felt that he could vaguely see a few tiny spots of light scattered from his body and merged into the darkness.
In a slightly dark place, the boy stood in the hazy light, his cheeks were less sharp because of immaturity, making him look even more beautiful. The youthful face should look softer, but the face with snow-skinned star eyes is as cold and hard as white metal, without the slightest expression. The dark blue pupils are like inorganic glass beads, with a cold luster. At first glance, it looks like a delicate doll made of white porcelain, and it hardly looks like a living person.
Only the pale color of his slightly pursed thin lips gave him a little breath of life.
His eyes subconsciously fell on the pale thin lips, Mute stared blankly at those lips for a while, and suddenly remembered something.
Spiritual attunement.
If you want to protect the major general's mental body, you have to do this.
But now the key lies in this young Troll who doesn't know him...
"that… "
"..."
"no… "
"..."
"I want to say, can you...that..."
"..."
"I mean... can I..."
Mute stammered, feeling extremely embarrassed, but he had to speak, so he blushed and continued in a low voice.
"Can... let me kiss you?"
After finally speaking the last few words, Mute felt his head was boiling and smoking, and his voice was as low as a mosquito humming.
He raised his head and looked at Troll, unlike him whose face was already burning red, the young Troll looked down at him with an indifferent expression, without even a hint of astonishment, just looking at him without emotion with him.
"..."
"Uh... just a moment."
"..."
"It's not a big deal, just a kiss."
"..."
"Really, let me kiss you, just one kiss!"
Knowing his own skills well, it is impossible to kiss the major general through a sneak attack, Mute can only plead so constantly.
As he said this, he felt very aggrieved in his heart.
In the past, the major general would press over him at every turn, kissing him so hard that he couldn't even hide, but now the feng shui has changed, and he is here begging for a kiss, this is simply—
The boy frowned slightly, staring at Mutt who begged for a kiss, feeling very strange at the other party's sudden request. The strangest thing was that although the other party kept saying such things, there was a faint look of grievance in his eyes, which moved his heart for some reason.
He didn't seem to like the look in the other's eyes.
never mind.
Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand to hold the other person's chin, and lowered his head straight down.
It's just a touch of lips and lips, it's a very simple thing.
That wasn't a kiss, the boy's indifferent eyes, expressionless face and coping movements were more like completing a necessary job.
For him, kissing the person in front of him is no different from kissing a stone.
Just a taste of it.
Originally, he just wanted to touch it lightly and back away after completing the task.
But the moment our lips touched—
There was a bang, and it was hard to tell what it was, as if a powerful force surged, smashing his chest in an instant.
It was an indescribable feeling, sweet and thick, enveloping him with deep emotion.
It was emotion... emotion pouring into him from the body of the dark-haired boy in front of him.
Clean, thorough, and attached... He has never experienced or felt it before... It is so sweet that it is intoxicating.
It was like a stream, although it wasn't thick, it poured over continuously, with an incomparably sweet breath, as if soaking into his body bit by bit, melting into his blood.
The small stream that flows over gently winds up, hooks his chest, and his heart, like the soft touch of a feather, sweeps over one by one...
The body was suddenly pushed away, and Mute, who had put his hands on the shoulders of the young Troll just now, was thrown away unexpectedly.
In astonishment, he subconsciously opened his eyes and looked forward.
Troll put a hand on his left shoulder, still in the same position as when he was pushing him away with that hand. The usually slender phoenix eyes are wide open at this moment, and the pupils are slightly dilated, staring at him firmly.
Mute could only see Troll's eyes, because Troll's other hand covered the lower half of his face below the tip of his nose, as if trying to cover something, and he saw Troll Er's pupils contracted forcefully.
A blush stained the boy's snow-white cheeks, seeped out of the boy's fingers covering his face tightly, climbed up the bridge of the nose, crossed the side cheeks, and faintly spread towards the ears.
The boy covered the lower half of his face, but he couldn't hide his blushing face.
The way he covered his face looked like a child who was at a loss, or more like an ignorant teenager who just fell in love.
It was like a delicate but icy metal doll suddenly had a fiery beating heart in its chest.
When a puppet has feelings, it becomes a human being.
...
……………
Surrounded by sudden lights...
Shining stars, passing meteors...
The sparks exploded in the air, and the fluorescent light scattered away...
Seeing everything presented in this spiritual world that honestly reflected the master's emotional changes at the moment, Mutt blinked his eyes and thought to himself.
The major general who is set by pure love seems to be unexpectedly emotional.