Belial's worldview

When Gong Leng finally found him, it was already late at night, in a small cave at the foot of the mountain, the young man crouched in a corner with his body in his arms, staring at one place with empty eyes, neither crying nor laughing , This is not the usual kindness.

"Xiaoshan" Gong Leng turned on the flashlight function of his mobile phone, in the light, Gong Leng could see everything clearly.

What a body.

Even though the face is still the same face, the body does not seem to be that body.

The skin on the left side of the whole person is like a patch on a piece of rag. Even though the marks are very shallow, they are still very eye-catching.But I haven't seen you for a few days, how can there be such a big change?

On the right shoulder hung the wings with broken black feathers, broken and broken - but not a drop of blood, several wounds on the wings festered, but they stopped bleeding and could not scab.

The empty eyes are bright red blood pupils, and on both sides of the lips are small fangs.

"Xiao Shan" Gong Leng called him, but the other party didn't respond at all.Squatting there motionless is like a sculpture.Gong Leng also squatted down, squatting opposite him, looking at him.Carefully raised his hand and raised his index finger to poke Wen Shan's nose.But at that moment, I felt a sharp tingling sensation from the cold.

Gong Leng's talent is cold, but this is the first time he has been stimulated by the cold! The indescribable coldness does not feel a breath of life.Gong Leng felt his heart flustered inexplicably, he squeezed the other's shoulders with both hands and shook them a few times but did not get any response.

"Xiaoshan, you must be well!" Gong Leng really panicked, and reached out to put Wen Shan's breath, but could not feel a trace of warmth or moisture.

"Breathe, where's your breathing!" Gong Leng squeezed Wen Shan's arm, holding it tightly, the pulse on the arm was terrifyingly quiet.Wen Shan let him play around.Gong Leng pulled his face, tried his best to lift the corners of his lips, and squeezed out a few smiles: "Look at me, I can't even find the position of my pulse."

How could it be impossible to find it... Gong Leng is a cold-blooded animal, how could he find the wrong pulse.Gong Leng felt that he didn't have the courage to probe down, "Wen Shan, you won't die, right?"

"..."

"You are a devil, how could you die so easily?" Gong Leng finished speaking with a trembling corner of his mouth.Reaching out to touch the other person's chest, where the heart is, calmly—the heartbeat stops.

"Wen Shan! Wen Shan!" Gong Leng couldn't believe it. Could it be that the person in front of those scars is corpse spots really died?

Wen Shan's eyes were blank for a long time, as if he heard someone calling him all the time, and tried hard to find a way out in the memory.His eyes finally had a gleam of light, he slowly raised his head, looked at the anxious and collapsed person in front of him with those lifeless eyes, and squeezed out a word from his throat in a hoarse voice.

Wen Shan said: "Gong Leng, you found me."

Hearing the hoarse voice, Gong Leng finally seemed to see hope, Gong Leng smiled wryly: "It's good to be alive. I found you."

Wen Shan looked down at the ground, raised his hand to see the patch-like marks on it, and said expressionlessly, "You are just his heart. I'm just an incomplete consciousness."

"Little Goodness"

"Gong Leng, my name is Belial. Wen Shan is the name my sister gave me." Wen Shan said, looking at the other person's expression.

Gong Leng said that he doesn't remember much about human beings, but he knows that he has been waiting for a person, waiting for his appearance, and then going to make atonement.

Gong Leng didn't know why he wanted to atone.But it was the only thing he was obsessed with in his long, boring life.He didn't know who that person was before, but later he met Wen Shan.

"There is only one Belial in the world. It's me from beginning to end." Wen Shan suddenly showed a hint of helplessness, "He doesn't want me to die, and I will be reborn endlessly."

"Gong Leng, I don't want you anymore. You go, I don't need your atonement." Wen Shan looked at him and said, "It's obviously his fault, you are just a heart, there is no need to bear all his faults. "

Gong Leng couldn't understand.He just wanted to take Wen Shan back to school and back to the dormitory.

The temperature in the cave was very low, and Wen Shan was a little numb from the cold.Gong Leng hugged him into his arms and said softly: "Let's go home."

He didn't know what happened to Wen Shan.The originally sunny and optimistic boy suddenly became like this.But at the moment, he just wants to take this boy home.Then cook for him every day, and quietly watch him catch up with his sketches.

Wen Shan felt her heart was so cold that she shivered from the cold.He was looking for his incomplete fragments in the human world, but at this moment he wanted to abandon them.Those memories were actually deliberately discarded by myself.The original choice was to not be born again.But fate cannot escape, even if the world is not friendly to you, there is always such a fetter.

Gong Leng stretched out his hand to hold him in his arms, and rubbed himself up violently, nearly falling down.It's not because the opponent is too heavy.Surprised eyes locked on the person in his arms.

In the dark cave, the outline of the person in the arms can be vaguely seen. It is clearly a substance, but it seems to be embracing the air in the arms.You can hardly feel the weight of the opponent.The weight of the whole body rests on the single wing.

Wen Shan looked up at the extremely familiar profile.He had fallen on the same man—twice—over countless centuries.And he was planted twice in total.

Wen Shan used the last bit of strength in his body to hold the man's neck tightly, and put his thin lips close to Gong Leng's right ear, and his hoarse voice slowly poured out: "Since you are so persistent, then don't even think about abandoning me a second time."

In the dim light, Gong Leng's handsome profile was shining with tears.

The blood race is eternal life after death, without tears.If there are tears, they must be tears of blood.

Little drops of blood and tears glowed red.Wen Shan exhausted all his energy and fell into a deep sleep.

Gong Leng carried him out of the cave and ran with all his strength. His body was too fragile, and if he didn't find a way, he would disappear in the next moment.

But Gong Leng was shrouded in gentle despair, and his heart was crying.He kept asking himself: "Who am I?"

"Why can't I remember?"

Or, he hadn't been there in the first place.

Even for Wen Shan in the human world, Michael exhausted his cultivation to produce a human body for Wen Shan to heal his wounds.Then who is he himself, whose heart is he

Running in the jungle, he felt like his heart was being torn apart.He had experienced this kind of familiar pain once in a long time.

It takes two days and two nights to drive from the cave to the school.But the action speed of the blood race is extremely fast.But two hours later, he hugged Wen Shan and forcibly kicked open the room on the fourth floor of the dormitory.Mammon was wiping her hair with a towel, looking at the door with its dead locks and yelling, "You have to lose money!"

Gong Leng put Wen Shan on the sofa aside, pulled Mamen to Wen Shan and said: "Wake him up."

The person on the sofa is wearing a simple T-shirt and slacks.But without glasses.Mamen squatted down and stretched out her hand to pinch Wen Shan's chin and swing it twice, then raised her hand to poke Wen Shan's wings, but the other party also had no response.Mamen was shocked, this kid has enough patience, he was very sensitive to his wings before.

"Can you save him?" Gong Leng watched as Mamen played with her beloved like a toy.A little angry! The other party put on a surprised expression, and replied in a puzzled tone: "I am a famous magic idiot, and I don't know how to heal. How could I save him."

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