Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

"I want you to heal him! I fucking tell you to heal him!!!" Zhao Xu was like a madman, using his gloved hands to press down on Xiang Yang's peeling skin. It was the first time he had lost his mind like this, and he even let the scalding tears fall down. "Aren't you a doctor? Why can you save that monster Yan Bu Cun, but not my brother!"

"They are not the same living creature, don't you understand? I've said that one of the twins of the Yan family will die in the end, and Xiangyang died once thousands of years ago. It was you who forcibly created him, but he is no different from those objects. He is not a flesh and blood body like Yan Bucun. He is just a materialized thing. Chaoxu, I really didn't expect that you still don't want to recognize this until today!" Qingru was no less enthusiastic. It was like a louder voice competition, and the two of them were shouting louder than each other.

Zhao Xu, perhaps driven crazy or something, actually laughed out loud, but with a strong hint of irony, "What's the difference? Didn't Yan Buyun also appear suddenly? Is he a special case for you? What kind of logic is this! Why should you deny the personal will and soul of materialized people? My brother has been with me for a thousand years. Is this false? Now just because he got sick, you are going to treat him as a piece of trash to be thrown away?"

"Where did I say that? Don't distort the facts!" Qingru was so angry, "I tried my best to save him. I didn't give up on him. I treated him with the same dedication as I did Yan Buyun. Otherwise, have I been playing house with you these past few days? The power in him faded, not because your subconscious obsession weakened, but because there was a problem with the source!"

When Chao Xu heard this, there was a struggle in his eyes. The nightmare-like past was engulfing him. He didn't let go until the last moment.

"Then let's go back." Then, as if saying goodbye, he leaned over without any disgust and kissed Xiangyang's cracked and peeling lips. He was gentle and careful, as if he was treating a treasure that he was reluctant to destroy.

Qingru did not find the sight of Chaoxu kissing the bloody man disgusting. For thousands of years, from the very beginning, she had always been a member of the Waiyan family. She had no blood relationship, let alone brothers and sisters. She had never participated in the task of killing family members assigned by Yan Guangxin, but she had actually seen that every pair of brothers and sisters who were attached to each other would eventually fall in love as if they were cursed.

Apparently, so are Chaoxu and Xiangyang.

With Chao Xu's light kiss, her memory returned to the first time she discovered their love.

Everyone was in love that year, and Chao Xu pressed Xiang Yang against the wall, asking shyly over and over again:

"Brother, can I... kiss you?"

The boy's hopeful eyes were flickering like the bright stars in the night sky. He was always waiting for Xiangyang to give the command to bind him with gravity, until the other party finally nodded shyly. Only then did he, like a comet with its tail falling, reveal without reservation the love that was hidden in the dark and could not be seen on weekdays.

It was a clumsy and ignorant kiss. Before pecking at her lips, he needed to open his eyes to identify the position before kissing her.

No matter whether it was Chaoxu thousands of years ago or now, he has always loved Xiangyang very much. Qingru has known this for a long time, but unfortunately, this love is destined to get no benefit from Yan Guangxian, who has strict rules.

Fratricide was the test Yan Guangshan gave them. To be more precise, this was actually the nightmare of all the twins in those years. They only had two options: either kill the other and live themselves, or commit suicide to help the other.

Perhaps Yan Xiaonan felt ridiculous for himself who had not yet become Yan Guangxin. He hoped to survive, but the price was to repeat the pain of death over and over again. He loved Yan Xiaonan so much, but as the years passed, he was blinded by hatred that overshadowed his love.

Therefore, this caused him to no longer be able to bear to see other blood relatives being affectionate with each other.

"This is the only way out for you. You can only choose to complete this game." Yan Guangxian said this when he was sitting on a high seat and looking at the "trapped beast" huddled together in the cage.

Qingru was witnessing this scene at the same time as she was holding Yan Bucun's hand.

The cage opened, and the crowd rolled out like eggs trapped in a basket. Some brothers and sisters with weak ties started killing in order to survive.

But in the crowd, Qingru saw Chaoxu, whom she had met several times.

The two of them knew each other very simply. They had helped each other during the Monster Trial, like when Qingru picked up Chaoxu's body after he was pulled out by the tentacles? However, the reason for the rescue was too simple. It was the first time Qingru had seen someone who was more desperate than Yan Bucun.

She guessed that Chaoxu at that time was probably fighting for the control of life, or just to fill his stomach, or maybe to find a way to survive for his brother Xiangyang. Anyway, Qingru knew that she noticed him because of Chaoxu's fighting spirit. He stood up again and again, got injured again and again, and swung his knife again and again. His spirit of trying to challenge the monster with his weak body made her amazed.

Even the compassion that had once disintegrated was burned up by the young man's persistence. In the past, Qingru thought that her heart had been firmly tied to Yan Buchun, but later she realized that some people, some things, and some emotional moments all come so inexplicably.

Maybe, there is a little bit of love, right? Qingru thought belatedly, until she brought the medicine for her wounds, mustered up her confidence for the first time, and came to Zhaoxu's door nervously, but she heard words that were enough to shatter all her courage.

"Brother, can I... kiss you?"

Her second stirring of girlish affection just disappeared completely, and when she stood here, watching Chaoxu holding Xiangyang and desperately avoiding the other crazy members of the Yan family, she felt that this was how the scene should be.

They were born brothers, just like they were born slaves sold to the Yan family. They were born to be inviolable and born to be humble, just like a ravine cut by sword energy. The less you come here, the less I can jump to the other side.

Qingru's secret love ended in vain twice, but she had no regrets and did not think that love was so important.

Moreover, she had never expected Chao Xu's love. Perhaps it was the suspension bridge effect, which made her like Yan Bucun more in the years that followed.

It may be that Yan Bucun's redemption came directly and swiftly. He pulled himself out of the muddy indenture of the Yan family, abandoned his slavery, and became a special case in the Yan family where there was no need for brothers and sisters to kill each other, because she was lonely, just like Yan Bucun who suddenly appeared.

"I am really a playboy." Qingru thought so, but her thoughts drifted to that decisive event.

Chao Xu hated Yan Bucun the most, not because of his excellence or because he was Yan Guangshan's most loyal servant, but because of the time when Yan Bucun was imprisoned in the basement.

Xiangyang died.

Even though the twins managed to escape Yan Guangxian's test game through their faithful love, this evil person in power, the ruler of the sect, would still not let them go.

Xiangyang was forcibly dragged away by Yan Guangxin on an ordinary day, and Chaoxu even had the idea of ​​killing this devil at that time, but unfortunately, the gap between their strength was too big.

There is no need to guess the final outcome. Chaoxu collapsed on the straw mat with bruises all over his body. He was numb and unwilling because he knew that this time, his Xiangyang would definitely die. But he would rather die himself than his brother, his lover, or everything he had.

During these few days, Qingru was also anxiously waiting for Yan Guangxian's final judgment on this group of people. Until many days later, she brought the worst news to Chaoxu.

She didn't know what identity she had when she said this to Zhao Xu. Anyway, after she opened the door, she still tried to maintain her emotionless personality. Qing Ru tightened her face and said coldly, "He's dead."

While the words were concise and to the point, they also wiped out the last bit of light in Zhao Xu's eyes.

"Yeah." Chao Xu seemed to have calmly accepted the fact of Xiang Yang's death. He continued to train normally afterwards, fought with monsters, and gained experience. He became the strongest person who had obtained the immortality ceremony the most times under Yu Yan Bu Cun.

Qingru thought that Chaoxu did not know the truth, but she actually underestimated his desire for revenge. After all, the nursery rhyme about Yan Bucun eating people had spread throughout the Yan family.

Yan Bucun, who tried to survive, became the best candidate to be attacked by everyone. All the resentment of being oppressed by Yan Guangxin for thousands of years was put on him.

This kind of hatred made everyone forget that Yan Bucun was also a victim with no choice, but they knew how powerful Yan Guangshan was and did not dare to provoke him. Therefore, they were weak and they needed to criticize and choose someone who could be nailed to the pillar of shame openly, so as to ensure that they could live with new will and goals.

"We are fighting to be forever loyal to Lord Yan! Yan Buyun, why are you blocking the way here?"

"Sure enough, a monster is a monster. Yan Bucun, who can communicate with that kind of creature, is also a monster!"

"He eats people, don't you know that? Why should we feel bad about this? Damn it, isn't he just asking for it?"

"You mean his mother? Hahaha, isn't that just a whore!"

"You really believe it! How can a human give birth to a man-eating monster like this? If you ask me, a big monster gives birth to a small monster. That human-faced octopus is his biological mother!"

Chao Xu was also one of the miscellaneous mockers here, but he loved to pretend and act as if nothing had happened. He directly joined Yan Bucun's plan to escape from Yan's house and lead the sober people out of the door.

But while the plan was successful, an even better mistake occurred.

The moment Chaoxu left the door, he heard a crisp bell ringing from above his head, just like the bell that Xiangyang once chuckled at him. His obsession made him make the most persistent and anticipated wish of his life for that unknown object, and at that moment, when he was about to step out of the door.

A living Xiangyang jumped onto his back as lightly as a cat, and the warmth from her embrace around his neck was warm.

His eyes were sore and he almost cried, but he finally held back his nasal sound, just thinking that he was deceiving his heart that had stopped beating, "Brother really... miss you so much."

"I'm back!" Xiangyang rubbed his fluffy head against Chaoxu's ear.

But Chaoxu knew that this was a beautiful dream he had created, because the figure of Yan Bucun grabbing Qingru's back was real, and the demon who had devoured his brother's flesh and blood was still alive.

He wanted revenge and wanted monsters like Yan Busun to die quickly, but after he was released, he continued to need Yan Busun's blood for nourishment.

Zhao Xu is like a leech that wants to kill its host but has to suck blood to survive. He is a parasite that has to obey because of the so-called kindness of Yan Bucun.

A long time later, Qingru also gave an explanation as to why Yan Bucun's blood never needed to be replaced. It was not because the blood accumulated in his body for thousands of years had not been consumed, but because from the beginning to the end, Yan Guangshan had taken good care of Yan Bucun in an extraordinary way.

In modern times, this technology is called:

Hematopoietic stem cell transplantation surgery.

Yan Bucun is a man-made god, an alien species, who is intolerable to heaven and difficult to exist in geography. He is a monster different from any other category. Yan Guangshan's purpose in cultivating him has been impure from the beginning to the end.