When Fan Yuan was knitting rabbits, he could never have imagined that one day he would have to compete with these knitted rabbits for a bed.
Gu Yang was particularly kind to these knitted rabbits. He would kiss each one of them before going to bed every day, hug several of them in his arms, and place them all around him.
Therefore, Fan Yuan could only stay on the other side of the bed, separated from Gu Yang by a dozen knitted rabbits. Those knitted rabbits turned their butts towards Fan Yuan, as if they were mocking Fan Yuan.
Fan Yuan lay on his side on the bed, watching Gu Yang lovingly kiss the little mouths of the knitted rabbits one by one.
He stretched out his fingertips and pointed them directly at a knitted rabbit in front of him. He exerted force with his fingertips and the knitted rabbit flew away.
The knitted rabbit flew past Gu Yang and fell on the ground next to him.
Gu Yang was kissing the little rabbits on the mouth one by one. When he saw this, he exclaimed, immediately bent down to pick up the little rabbit, turned around and glared at Fan Yuan angrily, and patted the invisible dust off the little rabbit.
"Be nice to them!"
Fan Yuan had already retracted his fingertips, but after being glared at and scolded by Gu Yang, he felt his hands itchy and couldn't help but flicked another one.
Gu Yang was about to pick them up again, but Fan Yuan stood up with Gu Yang, stretched out his hand to pull Gu Yang back, and forcefully squeezed into Gu Yang's arms, pushing all the knitted rabbits away.
Looking at Fan Yuan lying in his arms with his arms around his waist, Gu Yang was a little stunned.
It was rare for Fan Yuan to be so childish, competing with a group of knitted rabbits for favor.
Gu Yang slowly placed his hands on Fan Yuan's back. He did not try to pick up the rabbit on the ground, but patted Fan Yuan's back again and again.
That night, Gu Yang slept with Fan Yuan in his arms. Since Fan Yuan got into Gu Yang's arms, he never left.
For Gu Yang, this feeling was very rare, but also quite good.
Ever since Gu Yang found out about the fake pregnancy, he has become much more relaxed.
On the contrary, Fan Yuan was a little restrained. He often put his hands on Gu Yang's back and then took them away immediately, not daring to touch Gu Yang easily.
Every time this happened, Gu Yang would take the initiative to pull Fan Yuan's hands behind his back, and then rub Fan Yuan's chin with the two soft rabbit ears on his head.
The long winter vacation is almost over, and the golden finger of "Rabbit Bride" has reached the final countdown.
Without the expectation for the little rabbit, Gu Yang's desire to control Fan Yuan gradually increased.
In the heart of big rabbit Gu Yang, Fan Yuan is his bride. If his bride is disobedient, he will definitely lock Fan Yuan up.
But Fan Yuan was too obedient. He would let Gu Yang stick to him if he wanted to and would never push Gu Yang away. As a result, Gu Yang couldn't find a reason to lock Fan Yuan up.
at night.
Gu Yang curled up in Fan Yuan's arms. The knitted rabbits on the bed were placed on a newly added shelf beside the bed, with the rabbits packed in layer upon layer.
Fan Yuan bought the stand himself, and from then on no knitted rabbit could compete with him for a place on his bed.
This night is the last day of the golden finger of "Rabbit Bride".
Gu Yang was still awake, curled up in the quilt held by Fan Yuan, staring quietly at the small book in his left hand.
The little book emitted a faint light in the night that only he could see, and the countdown on it was slowly, slowly decreasing.
Which golden finger is this
Gu Yang was a little dazed. It had clearly not been a full year since he came to the world of "Fan Yuan", but he had the illusion that he had been here, by Fan Yuan's side, for a very, very long time.
"The countdown for "Rabbit Bride" has ended. Congratulations, you are about to usher in a new round of golden fingers. The random selection will start now. Please stay tuned."
Gu Yang held his breath nervously. Fan Yuan, who was hugging him from behind, also looked at Gu Yang's open palm.
Fan Yuan couldn't see anything on the palm of his hand, but he knew that Gu Yang must be able to see something.
The random frames kept changing, and Gu Yang's heart tightened with every familiar or unfamiliar fairy tale that passed before his eyes.
Until the fairy tales changed slower and slower, and finally stopped at "The Little Match Girl".
Immediately afterwards, a box of matches appeared in Gu Yang's left palm, and the rabbit ears on his head and the rabbit tail behind him completely disappeared.
Gu Yang quietly took away Fan Yuan's hand on his waist, slid off the bed, and went out barefoot.
He came to the corridor and opened the quaint matchbox. There seemed to be just some ordinary matches inside. Gu Yang counted them and found that there were only six matches in total.
He immediately took out one and lit it on the edge of the matchbox. The faint flame lit up and reflected on Gu Yang's face.
In "The Little Match Girl", the little girl, at the end of her life, saw many beautiful things she longed for through the dim light of the match. Gu Yang recalled the details in the fairy tale and stared at the burning match carefully.
Until the matches burned out, Gu Yang didn't see anything special appear. It seemed like just an ordinary box of matches.
He put away the matchbox, turned around and went back to the bedroom, climbed onto the bed quietly along the same path he had taken and got back into Fan Yuan's arms. The coldness on his body was immediately dispelled. Gu Yang took a breath, rested his forehead against Fan Yuan's shoulder, closed his eyes, and planned to wait until tomorrow to see what happened.
Fan Yuan opened his eyes and slowly closed them again.
Gu Yang felt his head was extremely heavy just after he lay down for a moment. It was more like he fainted than falling asleep.
Not only Gu Yang, but even Fan Yuan who was holding Gu Yang fainted at the same time.
In the dark bedroom, countless tiny white spots of light gradually emerged. They intertwined, floated, intertwined, and converged, and finally rushed to the foreheads of Gu Yang and Fan Yuan, and disappeared completely on their foreheads.
The golden finger of "The Little Match Girl" is now launched.
Gu Yang opened his eyes during a period of pulling. As soon as he opened his eyes, he was frightened by the green-faced and fang-toothed ghost in front of him and kept backing away. Just after taking a few steps back, he was rudely pulled back by the ghost by the iron chain on his body.
It was not until then that Gu Yang realized that he was not in the bedroom and Fan Yuan was not with him.
At this time, he was wrapped in a heavy and dirty iron chain, and the other end of the chain was held in the hand of the terrifying ghost. There were also several equally terrifying ghosts surrounding him, who were scolding him and pushing him to move forward.
Gu Yang forced himself to calm down. His bare feet were stepping on the uneven ground, and were often scratched by some sharp stones.
Not only that, Gu Yang discovered that his clothes had also changed, turning into a tattered white prison uniform. A few strands of black hair floated in front of him, and his hair grew longer again.
The sky was dark, with red ghost lights all around, a blood moon at the zenith, and not a single star.
Where on earth is this place
"Hurry up! The Demon King is waiting!"
A ghost behind him pushed Gu Yang hard. Gu Yang turned around and glared back at the ghost, but the ghost laughed strangely.
"Oh, so fierce! You are just a low-level monster with some special abilities. You can only be fierce now. When you meet the Demon King later, you will be scared to death!"
As the ghost spoke, he started chatting with several other ghosts. Gu Yang's whole body was tense, and he was pulled by them, stumbling all the way. The wounds on his feet became more and more, leaving a bloody trail behind him.
Hearing words like "low-level monsters" and "demon king", he almost thought that he had gone into another book. But when he calmed down, he felt that it was impossible. All this should be related to the golden finger of "The Little Match Girl".
The girl in "The Little Match Girl" can see some illusions when the matches are burning. Is the place where he is now also some kind of similar illusion
Or is it just a pipe dream
A few ghosts were chatting nearby, and they did not avoid Gu Yang, so Gu Yang heard a lot of news through this.
"I heard that the Demon King is curious about this low-level monster and plans to capture it and use it as food."
"This low-level monster has a special ability. I heard that it feeds on love and affection. It has deceived many humans in the world and used their love as food to survive."
"Really? So he killed a lot of people, right?"
"No way! This monster is very timid and only dares to lie. It has never stained its hands with a drop of blood."
When the ghosts talked about this, they seemed to think Gu Yang was very strange. They turned their heads and stared at him with malicious eyes.
"Then he'll have to make sure he doesn't pee his pants when he sees the devil!"
"Yes, our Demon King stood out from the sea of blood. He has been eating flesh and drinking blood since he was young. He grew up relying on the evil intentions and monsters in the world. The bloody smell all over his body makes us mid-level monsters weak and unstable when we smell it, let alone this low-level monster!"
As he said this, the ghost holding the chain pulled it harder, causing Gu Yang to fall to his knees on the ground. His knees hit the stone, scraping his skin, and the blood that seeped out soaked his white prison uniform.
Gu Yang frowned. This illusion was too real, and even the pain did not decrease in the slightest.
Along the way, Gu Yang hoped to wake up from this illusion several times. Although he looked calm and composed, he couldn't help but panic in his heart. These green-faced and fang-toothed ghosts had already surpassed all the common sense he knew.
The journey to the Demon Palace mentioned by several ghosts was long and difficult. The wounds on Gu Yang's feet kept bleeding. Every time the blood in the wounds coagulated a little, they would be torn again by the pushing of several ghosts.
When Gu Yang was soaked in sweat, his face turned pale from the pain and he almost fainted, the Demon Palace finally arrived.
Looking at the towering Demon Palace in front of him, Gu Yang's body swayed. He felt pain in his feet and knees, and there was no comfortable place on his body.
At this point, Gu Yang even had the mind to guess that this illusion might be something like a dream, and when the match burned out, it would take him into such a dream.
I just don't know when I will wake up from this dream, and what is the meaning of this golden finger giving him such a painful dream.
The ghost walking in front looked back at Gu Yang and sneered:
"You are so stubborn that you didn't even cry out in pain all the way. I hope you don't pee your pants when you see the devil later!"
As he spoke, he pulled hard on the chain on Gu Yang's body and strode with him into the tall gate of the Demon Palace that was almost invisible to the horizon.
As soon as he entered, Gu Yang felt the chilling cold.
He was wearing only a thin layer of tattered prisoner clothes, and his feet stepped on the smooth road surface in the Demon Palace, which felt more like stepping on ice.
The Demon Palace was full of twists and turns. As they went deeper, they could gradually see more ghosts, or monsters.
However, the monsters in the Demon Palace were obviously more respectable-looking and more luxuriously dressed than the monsters that had been suppressing Gu Yang all the way.
The further you go inside, the lower the temperature.
Gu Yang was already exhausted after walking this long journey. Coupled with the extremely low temperature, the breath he exhaled was filled with cold mist and his face became paler and paler. However, his lips were still as red as blood.
"arrive."
In a trance, Gu Yang heard these two words.
Immediately afterwards, he was pushed to the ground, and the chains on his body hit the ground with a clanging sound as he fell.
He could feel countless cold gazes around him. Gu Yang supported himself on the cold ground with his hands, unable to recover for a long time.
The monsters around him were talking about him, but Gu Yang didn't care anymore. He was in pain all over and just wanted to wake up from this dream that was too real.
"Your Majesty, this is the low-level monster that feeds on love. How do you plan to deal with him? Do you want to skin him and take out his tendons for him to enjoy, or do you want to take him to the back hall?"
The monsters' words floated past Gu Yang's ears. The sound seemed to be separated by a layer of gauze. Gu Yang could no longer hear clearly. He just opened his mouth and murmured subconsciously:
"Fan Yuan..."
"Fan Yuan..."
"take me Home… "
In the palace at the center of the Demon Palace, countless high-level monsters gathered.
They were all thugs who were used to being cruel and violent, but at this moment they were all silent, looking at the devil on the throne at the highest point with eyes full of awe.
On the throne, the demon king with a surprisingly young face was leaning lazily on the armrest, his long black hair was wildly half-tied behind his head, and he was wearing a jet-black robe covered with golden patterns that only flashed a little when he moved.
This is the demon king feared by all monsters, and this demon king has a young and perfect face.
The Demon King's pair of black eyes were indifferent, as if he was not interested in all this. When they pushed Gu Yang up, the Demon King just supported his chin with boredom, tapping the armrest with his fingertips, without even looking over there.
It was not until Gu Yang murmured Fan Yuan's name that the Demon King on the throne suddenly stood up, walked quickly down from the high throne, and arrived in front of Gu Yang in the blink of an eye.
Gu Yang curled up on the ground, his eyes were a little unfocused, and he was about to lose consciousness.
The cold air in the Demon Palace seemed to carry other magical powers, making it difficult for Gu Yang to resist.
Just as Gu Yang slowly closed his eyes, he was suddenly picked up by the waist and his body suddenly flew into the air.
Gu Yang looked up slowly and dully, and saw Fan Yuan with long hair.
He could no longer tell whether this was a dream caused by the golden finger of "The Little Match Girl" or his own hallucination. He only knew to use his last bit of strength to raise his hands and hug Fan Yuan's neck tightly. The strength he had shown along the way collapsed at this moment.
He pressed his cold cheek against Fan Yuan's, saying it hurts over and over again.
"Fan Yuan, it hurts, it hurts so much..."
Fan Yuan hugged Gu Yang tightly and stroked his back again and again. As he moved, the temperature inside the Demon Palace suddenly rose. This Demon Palace, which had been frozen all year round, became warm at this moment.
All the monsters looked at them in disbelief as their powerful and cold demon king picked up the dirty low-level monster and led him step by step towards the noble throne.
When they reached the throne, Fan Yuan placed Gu Yang on the throne, waved his robe and knelt on one knee in front of Gu Yang, and placed Gu Yang's feet, which were covered with wounds and blood, on his knees.
With Fan Yuan's gentle touch, the wounds slowly healed and disappeared.
When all the wounds disappeared, Fan Yuan lifted the corner of his robe, held Gu Yang's feet, and wiped the dust off them bit by bit.
Finally, a high-level monster couldn't help it anymore and stepped forward to dissuade them:
"Demon King! You can't do this! He is just a low-level monster. Treating him as food is an honor to him. If you put him on the throne like this, where will we be!"
Fan Yuan turned a deaf ear to him and just continued to gently wipe the dust off Gu Yang's feet and asked him:
"Does it still hurt?"
Gu Yang shook his head, tears falling down like broken strings. It was as if the strength he had shown on the way here had never existed. Facing Fan Yuan, Gu Yang was always squeamish.
Fan Yuan asked again:
"Still cold?"
Gu Yang continued to shake his head.
Seeing the aggrieved look on Gu Yang's face, Fan Yuan stood up, pressed the armrest of the throne, looked up and approached Gu Yang, and kissed the corner of Gu Yang's lips lightly.
"Isn't this a dream caused by you? You can't control it?"
Gu Yang's eyes widened slightly and he looked at Fan Yuan. He didn't expect Fan Yuan to be able to guess so accurately.
Then Gu Yang lowered his head again and shook his head in frustration.
"I can't... control it."
The high-level monster who was ignored under the throne showed some anger on his face, and looked at Gu Yang with contempt and malice. When he was about to speak again, Fan Yuan had already turned around and hugged Gu Yang, and sat on the throne with him.
When Fan Yuan turned around, the high-level monster that had been roaring continuously, along with the mid-level monsters that had escorted Gu Yang here, all dissipated and disappeared like smoke, leaving only clothes on the ground and a pile of dust.
Fan Yuan didn't even look at the monsters that turned to ashes. He just leaned close to Gu Yang's ear and whispered:
"Do you know when he will wake up?"
Gu Yang still shook his head.
Fan Yuan was not angry. He just spread out his robe and wrapped Gu Yang in it.
"Well, it's just a dream, and it's quite interesting."
Now that Gu Yang had Fan Yuan by his side, he felt like he had found his backbone. He was no longer afraid of anything, and didn't care when he would wake up from this dream.
He rubbed his belly and smiled at Fan Yuan. When he smiled, his lips were red, his teeth were white, his face was as pretty as a jade, and his eyes were full of trust and attachment to Fan Yuan.
"Fan Yuan, I'm hungry."
Fan Yuan picked up Gu Yang, left the throne and walked towards the palace next to him, leaving the monsters behind him and ignoring them.
As soon as the high-level monster and the mid-level monsters disappeared, all the monsters fell to their knees and trembled.
It was a long time after Fan Yuan took Gu Yang away that these monsters dared to raise their heads and look in the direction where Fan Yuan and Gu Yang disappeared. Feeling the gradually rising temperature in the Demon Palace, they all felt that everything that happened today made them confused and unbelievable.
One of the monsters couldn't help but whisper:
"It's just a lowly, low-level monster... How can it be worthy of the Demon King's attention..."
Before the monster could finish his words, his entire body began to disintegrate from the soles of his feet, and finally turned into a pile of ashes like the other disappeared monsters.
Fan Yuan was holding Gu Yang as they walked through the long corridor. Gu Yang was reaching out to lift Fan Yuan's long hair and pull at the robe on Fan Yuan's body.
Such a Fan Yuan made Gu Yang feel particularly fresh and rare. A hint of red light flashed in Fan Yuan's black eyes, swirling around the dark pupils and disappearing in the depths of the pupils.
"It's just a bunch of imaginary phantoms."
Gu Yang heard what Fan Yuan said and looked up at Fan Yuan:
"What did you say?"
Fan Yuan lifted Gu Yang up and hugged him, then asked him:
"What do you want to eat?"
At this time, Gu Yang was no longer affected by the golden finger of "Rabbit Bride" and immediately shouted:
"Meat! I want meat!"
When they arrived at another bedroom, Fan Yuan waved his hand and conjured up a large table of meat for Gu Yang. Gu Yang sat at the table and drooled, not forgetting to flatter Fan Yuan:
"Fan Yuan, you are so awesome!"
Fan Yuan sat next to Gu Yang and picked up some food for him:
"Gu Yang, this is about your dream. What I will do depends on you."
Gu Yang felt a little embarrassed after hearing this. He turned his head away to avoid Fan Yuan's sight, picked up the chopsticks and started eating, but his heart was beating wildly.
He was not sure whether the dream caused by the burning of the match had some connection with his consciousness, but he did hope that Fan Yuan would always be the supreme being, free from any harm and fearless of any oppression.
Fan Yuan should be the Fan Yuan who lives a carefree life.
It seemed that Gu Yang was very hungry. He ate quickly while waving his chopsticks. The aroma of the meat was very strong in his mouth, but for some reason, he could not feel full no matter how much he ate.
After the two plates were empty, Gu Yang touched his still empty stomach, feeling somewhat bewildered:
“I’m so hungry… Why can’t I eat enough?”
Fan Yuan sat next to Gu Yang with his chin supported by one hand. Looking at Gu Yang's dazed expression, he narrowed his black eyes slightly and thought of something.
When Gu Yang was about to continue eating, the chopsticks in his hand were taken away by Fan Yuan.
Then the food on the table disappeared with a wave of Fan Yuan's hand. Gu Yang looked at Fan Yuan in confusion.
Fan Yuan reached out and grabbed Gu Yang's waist, pinched his waist and put him on the table.
"Gu Yang, do you still remember your character?"
Gu Yang didn't understand:
"What kind of character?"
Fan Yuan leaned over and approached Gu Yang, looking at him quietly with his dark eyes:
"Your character in this dream."
A light exploded in Gu Yang's head, and he suddenly thought of the conversation between those monsters on the way here.
A low-level monster that can only survive by feeding on love...
How to eat love...
Gu Yang unconsciously reached out and grabbed Fan Yuan's collar, feeling like crying but unable to cry:
"Fan Yuan, I won't starve to death in this dream, right?"
Fan Yuan raised his hand and grabbed the back of Gu Yang's neck, pressing him closer, and put his nose against the side of Gu Yang's neck and sniffed gently.
I don’t know if it has something to do with Fan Yuan’s character as the Demon King, but the smell emanating from Gu Yang is very pleasant. To Fan Yuan, this smell carries a captivating allure.
He sniffed along the side of Gu Yang's neck all the way to Gu Yang's lips. When he reached his lips, the fragrance became even stronger.
Fan Yuan stretched out his thumb, pressed Gu Yang's lower lip apart, and lowered his head to press on it.
"How could that be? I will definitely feed you."
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