The boyfriends I picked up in the horror game looked weird

The broken stone door, the dust in the air, the hazy light, the black-haired girl in a dirty long skirt, the long sword standing in front of her, and the falling gravel, combined with her extremely exaggerated His movements, everything, are so absurd.

Gerald's body unconsciously lost control of his breathing. He did not dare to make any movement. Even the noise of breathing made him afraid that he would shatter this beautiful dream.

Gerald knew from a long time ago that he was a coward.

The tower could not withstand the unexpected shock.

Her body contains power that has no upper limit. Even if it deprives her of her "original intention" that represents true love from her soul, the power of this deprivation is far slower than the speed at which she can develop new emotions.

It's like, as long as she sees him, as long as they exist in the same space, or even just need them to breathe the same air, then the so-called "original intention" that symbolizes true love will continue to flow. Reborn again and again.

The Tower appeared on the day when "The World" placed a curse on the people of the Empire.

Human beings know very well what nature is, so they know in their hearts that no one is willing to sacrifice themselves. Even if someone is really willing to sacrifice themselves and walk into the tower, as time goes by, in the darkness of ignorance with no end in sight, sacrifices will be made. After Pin's will is numb, who can guarantee whether he can still stick to his determination to "sacrifice"?

So they spent twenty years creating a "pure and noble" puppet without self.

But this is just a delaying tactic after all. What the "world" wants to see is that human beings will eventually witness their own demise in despair and regret after using all means at all costs.

Therefore, the curse of the sacrifice that walked into the tower will continue after his will is destroyed.

This is the curse of the "world", which makes human beings constantly think that they have found hope and repeat the same mistakes. Then they clearly realize how hopeless they are, and then usher in the end.

The moment Bai Yao appeared with his sword, it was like throwing a stone into the calm surface of the pond. The ripples broke the stereotyped side and let the "world" see that human beings may have another side. possibility.

The "whining" of the tower disappeared, and everything in turmoil returned to calm.

Gerald watched the figure in front of him getting closer and closer to him, his skin felt the caress of the long-lost wind, his ears heard the sound of firm footsteps, and finally his face, a pair of hands full of scratches Lifting his face, catching his gaze.

Bai Yao was already gray-faced at this time. She walked in the forest on weekdays. If her skirt was stained with a little dirt, she would have to go home and take a shower and change into clean clothes. She has always been a refined person, and she has never been so refined in her life. Too embarrassed.

But she didn't care at all now. All she saw in front of her was this stupid man.

Bai Yao chuckled, "Gerald, relax, breathe-"

His excessively stiff body slowly changed slightly with the warmth he felt on his face. His back relaxed and his head dropped slightly. He opened his mouth and breathed in the first breath of fresh air in twenty years.

Like a small fish in the water, he jumped out of the water wantonly, and then, as expected, he was wrapped in the April sea breeze and sunshine.

Bai Yao kissed him.

The feeling was very different from when she was kissing Shadow Prince. His lips felt more dry and cold, but she could feel his breath. But after a few more seconds, their current kiss was different from the previous kiss. no difference.

He was Gerald and he was Prince.

He is a brave man and a prince.

In her eyes, the world survived only because of him.

Gerald's hands were trembling. He wanted to hug her and feel the warmth of her body, but he was reluctant to let go of the little purple flower that he had protected in his hand for twenty years.

However, Bai Yao roughly threw the flower in his hand aside.

Gerald was stunned for a moment, but the warmth covering his lips was the best source of life for a traveler who was short of water. He suddenly fell into a kind of reckless madness, and tightly hugged her waist with one hand. , his palms pressed tightly against the girl's waist and abdomen, and he and her were close to each other, intimate.

"Yaoyao...Yaoyao..."

His dependence seemed to have reached its peak, invading her mouth and interfering with her breathing, but he was still desperately squeezing the gap between his own breaths, and kept murmuring her name.

Bai Yao's fingertips touched his soft blond hair, and her blurred eyes gave her the illusion that she had caught rays of sunshine. Every time she saw his green eyes full of spring tide, she felt that she was alone. When she walked into a green forest and came into contact with his pale skin, she suddenly felt that she was the only lucky person who could pick off the snow mountain lotus.

This is Prince, a living Gerald. He no longer exists only in stories forgotten by more and more people. He is no longer just a name in a short record in history books. He no longer needs to bear responsibility. One day he will be forgotten in the years and cease to exist.

They also need more tenderness, like drowning people entangled in the water, who can only snatch more living breath from each other.

However, the imminent collapse of the tower will not leave them enough time.

Bai Yao held the blond young man's face. There was still longing in his expression, and his green eyes were full of love and desire for her. However, he looked very fragile. A rain or fog seemed to be able to make him fall apart and turn into pieces. Disappear as dust.

She smiled softly and kissed the corners of his lips that were more polished, "Let's continue when we go home."

Gerald had lost all his ability to act independently. He was pulled to his feet obediently by her, and held her hand again, stepping over the gravel on the ground step by step.

His gaze has been glued to her body, and he has forgotten the twenty years he was imprisoned in the darkness, and there is still the blue sky and green grass waiting for him to review.

Unconsciously, every time he blinked and every breath gradually became the same frequency as hers.

It was as if he had become a doll that could only imitate. It seemed no different from the life he had been raised as a doll for twenty years, but he knew very well that this was different.

If it were her, if it was his Yaoyao, he would be willing to become a doll. As long as the threads for playing with the puppets were controlled by her, he would be willing to do anything.