Allen and his little bones [Western Fantasy]

"The direction is too different?"

Eli's ability to integrate information is good, and he quickly picks out key words.

What kind of difference in direction did it take to make Allen look like that when he came back?

He was puzzled, and was about to sit on the empty chair next to Allen, but he only took two steps towards the other end of the chair, but Allen raised an arm, halfway blocking the way.

"...Come here." Allen said softly.

"..." Eli hesitated for a few seconds, and after making sure he was right, he adjusted his direction slightly and walked towards Allen who had already sat down first.

Allen pulled the man who clearly didn't know anything, but obediently and obediently, into his arms, and asked Eli to sit sideways on his lap.

Eli relaxed his body without resistance, allowing him to press himself into his arms again.

When the heads of the two were close together again, Eli heard that Allen seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, he was a little at a loss, and was surprised by the other party's uncharacteristic behavior today, and finally raised his hand hesitantly, Pressed on the head close at hand.

"What's wrong?" Eli asked.

Allen didn't speak.

Feeling that the atmosphere seemed to be at risk of developing in a stagnant direction, Eli thought for a while, and he tried to ease the atmosphere: "Why do you act like someone will take me away, and you have to hold me all the time to feel at ease?"

Allen: "..."

There is indeed someone plotting evil against you. There is a huge conspiracy hidden behind your hard escape. There are a pair of eyes full of greed than "Gluttony" Grady staring at you, looking around for your identity Trace, it wants to capture you, take you away, and let you serve its ambitions.

...More importantly, it is very likely to hurt you, and even wants to sacrifice you.

Eli's words hit the right spot, and hit the core that made Alan unable to hide his gloom all night.

Allen and him, who still didn't know anything for the time being, looked at each other for a moment, with mixed emotions in their hearts.

He wanted to tell him the content of tonight's conversation in detail, and wanted to delay a little longer.

The person who is relaxing and sitting in his arms has endured enough ups and downs of fate, and now every step is taken with care and cherish, but the preset trajectory of the other person's life seems to be skewed, and there is a broad road ahead of others, difficult There are single-plank bridges, gravel roads, and construction roads that have been waiting for maintenance for a long time...and in front of the other party is the decathlon obstacle course.

After crossing this pit, there is still a hurdle ahead, after crossing a hurdle, there may be another hurdle immediately after.

And a pit is more dangerous than a pit, and a column is higher than a column.

"……yes."

After a while, Allen heard his voice slowly drifting into the air. He reached out and brushed away Eli's hair hanging on his chest, and flicked it on the other's forehead: "Someone has long wanted to get from me. Rob you, I finally discovered the clues today."

Eli: "Ugh..."

Unexpectedly, a joke could actually hit the "fact", Eli was taken aback.

Allen continued: "I'm very angry, but I can't give him a precise counterattack for the time being, so I have to come back depressed and hug you for a while."

Eli: "..."

Strictly speaking, this may be the first time Allen has expressed his heart in words so straightforwardly.

Although Eli didn't see emotions such as "depressed" and "sorrowful for his rival" from Allen's face, he only felt that the other party seemed to be in a bad mood, but even if he only heard the other party's verbal explanation that he was worrying about his rival and wanted to hug him His words were as real as they were, as if the voice could carry a small electric current, which made him numb from his hands to his ears all at once.

He couldn't help curling his fingers.

Then I felt Allen's hand go around behind, smoothing his hair for him.

It took Eli a while to get used to the length of his hair after his short, blond hair became medium-length. He is still not used to the pulling sensation on his scalp caused by braids that are too tight, and feels like it will fall out when he sleeps His hair often makes his skin itchy, and occasionally he pulls his own hair, or accidentally catches his long hair in some small places.

The hair ties that Alan prepared for him were all made of cotton, linen, silk and other textile fabrics with only slight elasticity.

This kind of headband without too much elastic can help Eli hold his hair loosely, so that the hair will not fly around, and it will not pull the scalp too much, making him feel like someone is pulling his hair from time to time.

However, this kind of headband also has a disadvantage. It ensures comfort, but it cannot guarantee firmness.

When Eli just went to bed, the hair tie might have slipped off a part unconsciously, and then there was a monster wind blowing, and there was a big movement of chasing small objects all the way, and it helped him fix his troubled hair before going to bed. His headband had long since disappeared, and his blond hair was loose, and part of the scattered hair was close to Allen, which caused every time he moved, this part of hair brushed against both his and Allen's bodies at the same time.

The subtle itching was subtle and excruciating... It's a pity that Alan didn't have much time to appreciate it at the moment.

"Did my words and actions embarrass you?" Allen asked after calmly brushing out the hair sandwiched between the two and tucking it into a bundle behind the man in his arms.

Eli was still a little caught up in the "jealousy" he had publicly revealed just now, and didn't pay attention to his actions, but heard his words.

Eli shook his head fairly quickly: "No."

"It's fine if you don't have one." Alan said, there seemed to be something between the fingers of his other hand, and since that thing had stayed between his fingers for a while, he almost took its existence as a natural thing. When the finger moved unintentionally, I just felt a foreign body sensation.

"When I just opened the door, what were you chasing after?" As he asked, Allen raised the hand with the "flake" in it.

Eli is sitting sideways, and his head is no longer on anyone's shoulders. If you look down a little, you can see Alan's arms around him, and of course you can clearly see the thing that made him get up in a hurry to chase.

When he saw it, he was taken aback.

The book that Yaofeng flipped randomly for a while happened to be the information book he took out to exchange with Xianshu.

The square-sized "flake" flew out of the data book, and on it was a small portrait of a woman.

It was Jiulisa who was copied by Eli from the archives.

"So I was chasing this." Allen touched Eli's hair lightly again, he inserted his fingers into the golden hair, rubbed it soothingly, and then handed the small painting over, "Here, later I will add a small plastic seal and color fixing spell for you, so it can be preserved for a long time."

"……Um."

Eli took the painting very carefully, his eyes fell on the painting, and he unconsciously rubbed against Allen.

Alan's eyes flickered slightly for this rub, but before his mind slid in an indescribable direction, he forcibly pulled it back with his extraordinary willpower.

The portrait of Jiulisa reminded him again of the words of the headmaster and mentor.

Even if he hoped that the news would reach Eli's ears a little later, and hope that the other party would have one less worry, but... that is not something that he can solve without telling the other party first and calmly .

Eli was a key link in some important plan and had a right to know his own importance and the dangers of his situation.

"Are you... sleepy?"

After thinking about it for a while, Allen made a not-so-bright start.

While speaking, he casually called out the floating clock, and glanced at the numbers condensed by the elemental power.

It will be past midnight, and the night watchmen have been able to change the half-hour round of inspections to an hourly round.

Eli felt that this was not a simple question, so he moved his eyes away from the portrait and met Alan's eyes.

"Not sleepy." Seeing that the other party still had something to say, he said, "I slept for a while before you came back, and I just fell asleep."

"Okay." Allen nodded slightly, "If you're not sleepy, I happen to have something I want to share with you. As soon as I talk about it, it may take a while for us to go to bed."

"..."

It was Allen who rubbed unconsciously before, and his thinking almost went astray.

At this moment, Eli paused for the "go to bed" he said calmly, feeling very delicate for a moment.

The blond young man stared at his black-haired lover silently for a while, convinced that the other party really didn't find a problem with a certain word, and just mentioned it in passing, replacing "rest" or "sleep", so he had no choice but to keep silent. Swallowed all the complicated emotions, cheered up, and let myself try to focus on what the other party said next.

"What is it about?" Eli asked, feeling that it would not be good for him to sit on Alan's lap after being invisibly teased by a certain word just now, and wanted to get up.

However, the arm at the waist seemed to have self-awareness, and its sensing ability was superb. Eli only moved a little, and that arm actually tightened.

Allen continued without knowing anything: "It's about my 'rival in love'."

Eli: "..."

When the topic of "rivals in love" was brought up again, because he couldn't imagine who would covet "Eliza" and Allen knowingly that they were unmarried couples, Eli was stunned, feeling a little weird.

Alan glanced at him quietly, bent over his arm, and gently pressed his back: "It's also about your mother, and Alberta College, and maybe it also involves the three legends and Three treasures."

For some reason, the evil wind that had been silent for a while suddenly became noisy again. It unscrupulously passed through the open windows and broke into the room.

The small flame on the candlestick was blown and trembled again, and it seemed that it was quite difficult to maintain the lighting for the room, but the book that was placed not far away at first, which was also exposed to the evil wind like it, had been taken away. No longer "share trouble" with it.

The idle book was put back into the personal storage space, and the data book was taken by Allen.

Eli's eyes fell on a certain page of the data for a long time, and he was as quiet as if he had fallen asleep.

But Allen was close to him, and the hand behind him continued to stroke his back slowly, and he could feel his irregular and smooth breathing.