Do people change
Carlos glanced at Aldo, who was concentrating on fiddling with the monitor, and suddenly such a sentence popped up in his heart, he still couldn't help but be affected by Aldo's words.
There is no trace of the magic circle in the monitor, but there are a lot of wires and chips. Aldo has a serious expression, tossing and turning a small chip between his fingers, but his eyes are rarely dazed.
Then with a "pop", a cluster of small sparks rose from his fingertips—the chip seemed to be unbearable torment, and it exploded, startling everyone in the car. Aldo hastily and silently recited a small cleansing spell, and the chip was obediently turned off and scrapped, leaving a black gray area, and the way he secretly rubbed his fingers was a bit clumsy.
The driver saw it in the rearview mirror and gave a good-natured smile, but Carlos turned his face away and looked out the window at the fast-moving scenery.
He felt strange—Mr. Heigl, and even the person next to him, these rare old acquaintances suddenly gave him some paradoxical feelings, as if they knew each other, but seemed to be out of line with his memory, and looked strange Great, if it weren't for the existence of these people, Carlos might regard the world a thousand years later as a strange trip, but they made him clearly aware of the passage of time.
The car drove through the traffic jam in the city center and slowly entered the mid-level area, with some bumps. Carlos closed his eyes while shaking left and right, and planned to take a nap. Anyway, he felt that he had nothing to say to Aldo, and It was awkward for him to be in the same room.
Soon he breathed evenly and leaned to the side, and Aldo stopped his hands, carefully took off his coat, wrapped it around him, and then stopped to observe, and found that Carlos was not awake. So Aldo took an inch, gently pulled Carlos' shoulders, and put him on his lap.
It’s not that Carlos slept too much, but that he’s probably used to it—during the war, except for the protective circle, all the roofs and pavilions in the temple were almost broken, and the beds had to be given to the injured. The rest is almost nothingness.
Guarding against the enemy's night attack at night, we can't sleep together to death. We have to keep someone on vigil every day. Aldo knows that Carlos is not sensitive to his breath and existence. Looking at the man who is sleeping peacefully on his lap, he doesn't know for a while. Whether to be excited or distressed.
In the end, he could only sigh, tucked Carlos's long hair behind his shoulders and pressed it well, then put his hands in his pockets like a gentleman, and gently moved the shadow demon's horns—what a pity Time is like gold, and I don't want to waste even a minute.
So Carlos fell asleep this time, and dreamed in a daze.
He seemed to be sleeping on a patch of grass...well, the grass was a bit hard, and it hurt his neck at first. Later, I don't know why, it seems that the grass itself has softened a little, which is good.
Then a person ran over out of breath, called him to "wake up", and pulled him into a dream completely: "Carl! Carl, are you here?"
In the dream, he became a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy. Although in this era, some children had just graduated from junior high school and entered high school, but at Carlos' age, he had already graduated from the temple completely and officially became an intern. The teacher is on a mission.
Carlos turned over and pretended not to hear.
The other party screamed endlessly: "Karl! Come out, Karl!"
Carlos finally sat up from the grass rubbing his eyes unbearably disturbed, threw the grass stalks off his head, and cursed in a low voice: "Damn, you can find this too."
"Ms. Sanjis is looking for you, he said..."
"Fuck you, I won't teach those kids who walk and wrestle for him." Before the other party finished speaking, Carlos mumbled and lay back down again. Showing an old-fashioned disdainful look, it looks cute and unworthy of beating.
"Well, Mr. Sanjis also said that next month there will be a siege outside Death Valley. Originally, interns are not allowed to participate, but if you have a letter of recommendation, you can accommodate it, so you..."
This young man with freckles on his face clearly understood where Carlos was weak.
The teenager Carlos got up from the grass without saying a word, and said simply and neatly: "I'll go! Where are the handouts?"
Teacher Sanjis taught Difu type research, which is really a boring course according to the script. Carlos himself was drowsy when he talked about it. It took half the class time to talk about "mixed-blood Difu". Lazily, he rolled his eyelids without sincerity, and said to the "little brats" who were not much younger than him: "Any questions?"
It's best to shut up if you are acquainted, I'm going to be fucked by a hungry adult.
However, an illiterate girl raised her hand high - oh, top students who like endless paperwork and asking all kinds of stupid questions, there are some damn apprentices like this in every class.
The boy nodded indifferently: "Well, Miss Jess, what's the matter?"
"You just said that mixed blood Difu has mixed blood between different types of Difu, and the mixed blood of human and Difu, so if it is a child born to a human being possessed by a Difu of the possessed type and other people, it is also considered a mixed blood. Is it?"
Look, it really is a stupid question—Carlos dillydally packed up the lesson plans, and replied formulaically: "Difu and human beings are two different things, so the way they give birth to cubs is also different from that of human beings. From our From the point of view, their reproduction tends to be a kind of energy inheritance, whether it is Difu or possession. If this does not change, the answer is yes. In addition, Ms. Jess—I think you have not learned well' Possession' lesson, the moment Difu possesses the body, the human host is already dead."
Miss Jess blushed slightly, but she still called out to him relentlessly: "Please wait, Senior Flarette! Then, does this hybrid of human and Difu belong to human or Difu? "
This question made Carlos pause. He thought for a while and said hesitantly: "At present, there is no clear definition-you must know the mixed blood of Difu and human beings, especially the mixed blood of possessed Difu and human beings. Their appearance and There is no difference between ordinary humans, and they are extremely rare. Most of them are difficult to survive, and the number one killer is always their human mother. To be honest, I have never had such a mixed blood, and there is no precedent for the temple to treat mixed blood as difu. .”
"But they're always there, aren't they?"
Carlos shrugged: "It should be, the legend..."
What legend? Before he could start the topic, Aldo's mentor rushed into the corridor and grabbed his shoulder: "Carl, have you seen Leo?"
Carlos blinked and reacted slowly: "Isn't it his turn to go on a mission today?"
"Harry told me that he was bitten by a Caddy." The man looked disheveled because of his haste, "Damn it, where did this kid die? No matter how willful you are, you should know how to measure it?"
Everyone knows that Leo Aldo has a bad habit—perhaps because of his obsession with cleanliness. He hates people approaching him very much, and especially rejects all physical examinations. She is usually quite well-behaved, but once she encounters minor injuries and illnesses, she starts to make trouble for no reason, always hides and refuses to receive treatment, and is regarded as a natural enemy by all the therapists in the palace.
Carlos frowned: "Is it serious?"
"It doesn't matter if Cardi bites, there is no poison on the teeth, just wash it with purified water, and bandage it, but Harry told me that the beast bit the wrong place, broke a major blood vessel, and when he came back, there was blood Almost dyed my clothes red... Hey, Karl, where are you going?"
"Look for him!" Carlos stuffed the lesson plan into his arms, and ran out without saying a word.
He skilfully climbed the wall and turned into Aldo's bedroom. There was no one there, and he found a place where he usually liked to hide and read alone—the corner of the garden, the roof of the apse, and even the secret passage of the underground palace. He found nothing.
"Strange, where did you go?"
Finally, Carlos, who turned the entire temple around, remembered a place that was very private to Aldo—he only had an obscene attack when he was unable to chase anyone before, and he once followed him secretly. The other party, discovered by accident.
In view of this fact, it is not very honorable to do so, and it is difficult to say it, so up to now, Aldo does not know that he knows that place.
The young Carlos touched the garden behind the temple, where there was a pool. He stood by the pool, and when he looked down and saw a drop of blood by the pool, he knew that Aldo had probably come here. Carlos really I don't understand what kind of quirk Aldo is, and I'm worried and angry at the same time—it's just washing the wound with healing water, it's definitely not as painful as being bitten by a Kadi magic dog, what's there to hide? Can't tell the difference
He immediately recited the special incantation he had heard once without hesitation—this may be a gift brought to him by the talent of light. He can basically remember all incantations, no matter whether they are in a language he is familiar with or not. If you can stop those obscure pronunciations and repeat them completely, you will probably be able to succeed at the first time.
However, the incantation he secretly heard Aldo said was different. Carlos believed in his memory very much, and was sure that the sound was correct. The unexperienced way of power operation, as if all the blood flowed backwards, as if there was a knife in his chest, stirring his internal organs back and forth, Carlos' face turned pale, and he almost didn't kneel down.
However, just when he was almost unable to continue the chanting, the calm water in the pool suddenly parted to the two sides, and the hidden stone steps were exposed, but there was still a thin layer of water underneath, which was not as clean as Aldo’s after chanting the mantra. Effect.
Carlos didn't care so much, he even felt a fishy and sweet smell in his mouth, as if his internal organs were injured, but he became more and more worried about Aldo, and without much hesitation, he rolled up his trouser legs and walked directly along the stone steps When they reached the bottom of the pool, the pool water closed above his head, but did not fall on him. Looking up from the bottom of the pool, they looked like a thin film hanging there.
It took a while for Carlos to get used to the darkness, and slowly walked forward while leaning on the wall, and then he heard suppressed, rapid panting.
"Leo?"
No one responded.
Carlos raised his legs and walked towards the direction of the voice: "Leo, are you there? I heard you..."
"Get out!" A hurried and hoarse voice yelled, "Don't come here!"
Carlos frowned: "Your mentor said you were injured and you need to go to the therapist..."
"Get out!"
"Okay, you are already past the age of crying and refusing to take medicine." Carlos accidentally stepped on the sticky blood on the ground and almost slipped, "Oh, fuck, Mr. Aldo, I It has to be said...”
When he said this, his voice stopped abruptly, and Carlos looked at the long blood trail dragged out of the ground in astonishment, which extended to the corner inside, where the boy hid.
Just where he accidentally stepped on, the fresh red blood turned into thick black.
He just glanced at the sentence on the lesson plan just now, but he selectively skipped the unexplained knowledge points and suddenly flashed in his mind - the hybrid of human and Difu looks the same as ordinary people in appearance, but when seriously injured, dying or other When the energy is lost violently, it will reveal some of the characteristics of Difu that are hidden under the human blood.
Especially blood... When touched by people with the talent of light, they will first mutate into a corrosive and poisonous liquid due to instinctive resistance.
Carlos watched him make a "squeaky" sound, slowly missing a corner of the sole, and his footsteps became unsteady. He suddenly felt a certain ominous premonition, which made him even want to leave the injured Aldo here No matter, but he had already passed by without knowing it.
The next moment, he saw Aldo curled up in the corner.
Even after more than ten years, that scene still made Carlos wake up from his dream in an instant.
He opened his eyes suddenly, just in time to meet Aldo's soft gaze.
Carlos found himself lying on Aldo's lap at some point, and the other hand was on his shoulder to prevent him from rolling down with the bumps, and the other hand was propped next to the car window, with his head bowed, He looked at him without blinking, as if he could only see this person in his eyes.
That face was still clean and handsome, and the sun-like hair curled out of his collar playfully, and gently rubbed against his cheeks, softening the somewhat tough lines of an adult man.
"Sleep for a while, we haven't arrived yet." Aldo said softly, stretching out his palms to cover his eyes, the palms were warm, and there was a nice, calming fragrance from the sleeves.
At that moment, Carlos didn't know whether he was drowsy or something, but he closed his eyes obediently again without any resistance. Aldo smiled silently, and took him into his arms, letting his back Lay your back against your chest.
His heartbeat was so slow that Carlos had an illusion as if the years were quiet.
Such a person, Carlos sighed and thought bitterly, half of the blood in his body was as cold as those things growing in the dark.
This is a secret that only the two of them know.