blood sacrifice
Chapter 138 Chapter 43 The Countdown Time of Night·Communication of Hearts 3.0
Even though the manicured and rounded nails are deeply embedded in the flesh, the blood is gushing, even though the sound of reason and dignity being shattered can be heard, but they turn a blind eye to them. Deeply imprinting my crazy and persistent love, rather than taking the first step and telling the other party my love...
At that time, the silver-haired man was silent in his closed world, calmly smiling at the swords, guns, swords and halberds outside, forgetting that he was only a body of flesh and blood, just like the blue-haired man at that time.
I only know that my resentment is suffocated, gloomy and unwilling. I just want to vent but ignore the source of all negative emotions. The intersection of the remaining shadows...
"Don't be afraid, there's me..." whispered in the ear, prior to reason, out of instinct, but I didn't know who to tell, the lonely echo, no one responded.
It's a pity that the silver-haired man who had been dazzled for a long time had no time to catch, and the blue-haired man who blurted out before he had time to think about it, had no time to repeat it.
Just embracing, tightly, as if grasping something with life, holding on tightly...
Under the setting sun, that scene became eternity, a freeze of time, because they knew that there were too many ambiguities and uncertainties, unknowns and variables, but they still didn't let go, and still didn't refuse...
At that time, Ling Xu said to Rong Ye: Don't be afraid, there is still me...
At that time, Rong Ye smiled pale, with layers of masks, just to hide the deep sincerity, glad that he still had a way out, glad that Ling Xu didn't know yet, so he thought he could take it back, but he didn't know that there was no way out , beyond redemption...
At that time, Ling Xu's smile was bitter and hazy, it seemed real and unreal, but he couldn't pierce the last layer of window paper as thin as a cicada's wing, thankful that he still had time, and glad that Rong Ye was still by his side.
So he thought that he could experience, feel, grasp, and confirm slowly, but he understood the complexity of anxiety and boredom mixed with joy from time to time, but he didn't know that time had already flowed lightly and flowed to the end...
The sunset sky, the setting sun like blood, the blackness, the explosion of magic, the confrontation of swords, the front of the two armies, it is a lover, a brother, no matter who it is, he can't let go, and he doesn't want to let go...
Even though they are both kings who dominate one side, they can play five against one, and it seems that the victory and defeat are already divided, but there is still a huge disparity in strength, beyond compare.
There was a vague smell of blood mixed with restlessness in the air, and he knew that no matter who was injured, he didn't want to see it.
In the sunset, the silver hair is like blood, the blood stained the silver hair, enchanting and charming, but distressed and pitiful, the smile on the corner of the lips, I don't know if it is self-knowledge or foresight.
In the blink of an eye, he didn't care about family affection or love. He only knew not to let the matter develop to the point of no return, and he didn't know what kind of room for maneuver he was expecting at this moment.
There is no time to shout, no time to stop, no time to explain, no time to tell, passing thousands of demons as small as ants below him, and instinctively draws out the sword, the sword is like a rainbow, full of sharpness, but a caring person is enough to know that there is nothing to show , when he took out the sword, he kept his hand aside, and even this frightening sword force was just a trick for children, but...
Blue hair fluttering, silver thread confused, the sword is raised and lowered, full of sharpness, full of domineering, fierce sword without leaving any corners, the precise judgment is obviously a premeditated plan...
The cold touch, the sound of muscle tearing and breaking was infinitely amplified. In retrospect, blood was pouring down like rain, and there were too many hoarse shouts in his ears, but he couldn't hear it, and he didn't have time to hear it. He raised his eyebrows and eyes, and the silver-haired man smiled Desolation, falling body, weightless strength, closing eyes without hesitation, actively cutting off all senses that may intersect with this world.
So, he didn't see the shock of the blue-haired man, so he didn't see the sadness and despair of the blue-haired man, so he didn't see the blue-haired man closely following his gaze from beginning to end.
He thought that as long as he didn't send out the colorful glazed beads, he could take back his love, but in the end he was just deceiving himself, because this sword made his heart ache to the point of suffocation, made him sad to despair, and made him clearly understand what it means to long for the unattainable. If he is in love, he knows that he loves him, but he also knows that he does not love him...
He thought that they still have a lot of time, and there is still a lot of time for him to slowly experience and understand what this anxiety and confusion is, so that he can slowly know how much he loves him, and let him slowly Looking for a suitable opportunity, put aside the disputes and hostility between the two clans, and tell him softly, his love...
And now-
"Do not!!!"
"Xiao!!!"
Two voices sounded at the same time, it was not sadness, but ridicule. The silver-haired man who had closed his eyes and believed that he could block everything was smiling desolately. It turned out that at the last moment of his life, he was willing to struggle for himself, willing to be injustice for himself, He was actually his elder brother, and he wasn't the closest identical elder brother in the world, but the man who gave up his dignity, trampled on his pride, abandoned everything and wanted to love, was called by his elder brother's name...
It turns out that closing his eyes does not mean death, because God still wants to keep him breathing, in order for him to hear what is true and what is a lie, even though he firmly believed at that time, thinking that he saw the truth of everything, but Looking back at this moment, I don't know whether it is joy or sorrow...
The truth is not necessarily the truth, and a lie may also be disguised as the truth...
Over and over again, he was determined to be so decisive and firm, because he never thought that the one who lied to him was his brother, and the one who wanted to love but couldn't find the way was the "enemy", or as that person said Yes, even if I realize it, I don’t want to admit it, avoid, hesitate...
At that time, Ling Xu said to Rong Ye: Xiao! ! !
Such hoarse voices, such crying blood and despair...
At that time, Rong Ye laughed bleakly, because he saw his irreversible sincerity and Ling Xu's crazy persistence, but he didn't see clearly the person behind the persistence who really wanted to tell the truth...
At that time, Ling Xu hissed in despair, because he finally understood his true heart, but at the last moment, he had no time to confide, no time to convey, eager to tell, hurriedly said what he wanted to call back, but by accident...
Everything is so real, and everything is so false, as if it would be broken at the touch of a touch, as if it would melt at the touch of a finger, and the cliche of scrutiny cannot be accepted at all, but two peerless men have been trapped in it for more than 4000 years, unable to escape, struggling with each other Chasing, but wandering and wandering...
If it had never been, if it was looking back, would it be possible to stop passing by, if there was more trust, wouldn't it be...
There are thousands of thoughts and overlapping shadows. When those past events that have to be forgotten anyway and cannot be recalled are revisited in a different state of mind and from a different angle, putting aside personal emotions, love and hatred, it seems like a ray of love. The air of staying out of it is like watching from the sidelines, and discovers that so many things so important but so small enough to be ignored really existed.
It's just because I was abandoned by myself with my so-called standpoint and reason at the time, but now I pick it up, it's like a dream, but this dream, for too long, makes people fall into it without knowing it, and the price is too heavy up...
Slowly opened his eyes, his hazy vision was not yet in focus, but a blurry figure was clearly visible in his vision.I don't know when, whenever I wake up from a coma, the first thing I see is always such a figure, with anxiety and worry that cannot be suppressed, just like this moment, I don't know when, such eyes have been following Looking at myself, familiar, but frightening, because I dare not accept it, because I cannot trust it...
The blue above the blue color, the chaotic mist gradually dissipated, and the clearness was no longer the cold and distant past, but an inexplicable gentle tenderness, and the slightly curved eyes were overflowing with light.
Seeing this, Ling Xu couldn't help shaking, his blue eyes were full of disbelief, he wanted to be happy but didn't dare.
It seems that his own disbelief, suspicion and refusal over the years made him wait for too long and wait in silence for too long, so long that he was so shocked just because of a look in his eyes.
Stretching out his hand, although his whole body was extremely weak, he smiled gently, gently stroked that handsome and perfect side face like a god, his water-colored lips parted slightly: "Ling Xu."
I never thought that after I understood everything, I would say my name from Rong Ye's mouth, or with this kind of eyes, such kindness, calm and indifferent, full of tolerance and deep nostalgia, just like a trickle , refreshing.
He can't care about anything else, even if it's a dream, even if it's fleeting, even if it's just an illusion that he has been thinking about day by day, at this moment, Ling Xu only knows that his heart is beating like a drum, his blood is overflowing, As if about to explode, they clamored for crazy joy and love.
He hugged Rong Ye, who had just woken up slowly, in his arms, all rationality and thinking disappeared in an instant, with strength that could not be injured, he didn't care whether Rong Ye would hurt, he just wanted to hold him tightly in his arms. In the arms, rubbed hard into the blood and bones, never separated, never let go.
And the hug was so hard that the bones couldn't bear the pain of the caracal sound, but Rong Ye couldn't help but feel relieved, calmed down, and there was a not exaggerated, but warm arc on his lips.
"Cough cough."
Only at this moment did he realize that there were only the two of them in the room, Rong Ye turned his head with difficulty, seeing the different expressions on everyone's faces, he couldn't help feeling a little swollen, even though he didn't mind other people's opinions at all, and didn't care whether such a taboo relationship could be done. To be tolerant to the world, but as long as the two people are in love is enough, but this does not mean that I have to show off my ambiguity in front of so many people.
At that time, the silver-haired man was silent in his closed world, calmly smiling at the swords, guns, swords and halberds outside, forgetting that he was only a body of flesh and blood, just like the blue-haired man at that time.
I only know that my resentment is suffocated, gloomy and unwilling. I just want to vent but ignore the source of all negative emotions. The intersection of the remaining shadows...
"Don't be afraid, there's me..." whispered in the ear, prior to reason, out of instinct, but I didn't know who to tell, the lonely echo, no one responded.
It's a pity that the silver-haired man who had been dazzled for a long time had no time to catch, and the blue-haired man who blurted out before he had time to think about it, had no time to repeat it.
Just embracing, tightly, as if grasping something with life, holding on tightly...
Under the setting sun, that scene became eternity, a freeze of time, because they knew that there were too many ambiguities and uncertainties, unknowns and variables, but they still didn't let go, and still didn't refuse...
At that time, Ling Xu said to Rong Ye: Don't be afraid, there is still me...
At that time, Rong Ye smiled pale, with layers of masks, just to hide the deep sincerity, glad that he still had a way out, glad that Ling Xu didn't know yet, so he thought he could take it back, but he didn't know that there was no way out , beyond redemption...
At that time, Ling Xu's smile was bitter and hazy, it seemed real and unreal, but he couldn't pierce the last layer of window paper as thin as a cicada's wing, thankful that he still had time, and glad that Rong Ye was still by his side.
So he thought that he could experience, feel, grasp, and confirm slowly, but he understood the complexity of anxiety and boredom mixed with joy from time to time, but he didn't know that time had already flowed lightly and flowed to the end...
The sunset sky, the setting sun like blood, the blackness, the explosion of magic, the confrontation of swords, the front of the two armies, it is a lover, a brother, no matter who it is, he can't let go, and he doesn't want to let go...
Even though they are both kings who dominate one side, they can play five against one, and it seems that the victory and defeat are already divided, but there is still a huge disparity in strength, beyond compare.
There was a vague smell of blood mixed with restlessness in the air, and he knew that no matter who was injured, he didn't want to see it.
In the sunset, the silver hair is like blood, the blood stained the silver hair, enchanting and charming, but distressed and pitiful, the smile on the corner of the lips, I don't know if it is self-knowledge or foresight.
In the blink of an eye, he didn't care about family affection or love. He only knew not to let the matter develop to the point of no return, and he didn't know what kind of room for maneuver he was expecting at this moment.
There is no time to shout, no time to stop, no time to explain, no time to tell, passing thousands of demons as small as ants below him, and instinctively draws out the sword, the sword is like a rainbow, full of sharpness, but a caring person is enough to know that there is nothing to show , when he took out the sword, he kept his hand aside, and even this frightening sword force was just a trick for children, but...
Blue hair fluttering, silver thread confused, the sword is raised and lowered, full of sharpness, full of domineering, fierce sword without leaving any corners, the precise judgment is obviously a premeditated plan...
The cold touch, the sound of muscle tearing and breaking was infinitely amplified. In retrospect, blood was pouring down like rain, and there were too many hoarse shouts in his ears, but he couldn't hear it, and he didn't have time to hear it. He raised his eyebrows and eyes, and the silver-haired man smiled Desolation, falling body, weightless strength, closing eyes without hesitation, actively cutting off all senses that may intersect with this world.
So, he didn't see the shock of the blue-haired man, so he didn't see the sadness and despair of the blue-haired man, so he didn't see the blue-haired man closely following his gaze from beginning to end.
He thought that as long as he didn't send out the colorful glazed beads, he could take back his love, but in the end he was just deceiving himself, because this sword made his heart ache to the point of suffocation, made him sad to despair, and made him clearly understand what it means to long for the unattainable. If he is in love, he knows that he loves him, but he also knows that he does not love him...
He thought that they still have a lot of time, and there is still a lot of time for him to slowly experience and understand what this anxiety and confusion is, so that he can slowly know how much he loves him, and let him slowly Looking for a suitable opportunity, put aside the disputes and hostility between the two clans, and tell him softly, his love...
And now-
"Do not!!!"
"Xiao!!!"
Two voices sounded at the same time, it was not sadness, but ridicule. The silver-haired man who had closed his eyes and believed that he could block everything was smiling desolately. It turned out that at the last moment of his life, he was willing to struggle for himself, willing to be injustice for himself, He was actually his elder brother, and he wasn't the closest identical elder brother in the world, but the man who gave up his dignity, trampled on his pride, abandoned everything and wanted to love, was called by his elder brother's name...
It turns out that closing his eyes does not mean death, because God still wants to keep him breathing, in order for him to hear what is true and what is a lie, even though he firmly believed at that time, thinking that he saw the truth of everything, but Looking back at this moment, I don't know whether it is joy or sorrow...
The truth is not necessarily the truth, and a lie may also be disguised as the truth...
Over and over again, he was determined to be so decisive and firm, because he never thought that the one who lied to him was his brother, and the one who wanted to love but couldn't find the way was the "enemy", or as that person said Yes, even if I realize it, I don’t want to admit it, avoid, hesitate...
At that time, Ling Xu said to Rong Ye: Xiao! ! !
Such hoarse voices, such crying blood and despair...
At that time, Rong Ye laughed bleakly, because he saw his irreversible sincerity and Ling Xu's crazy persistence, but he didn't see clearly the person behind the persistence who really wanted to tell the truth...
At that time, Ling Xu hissed in despair, because he finally understood his true heart, but at the last moment, he had no time to confide, no time to convey, eager to tell, hurriedly said what he wanted to call back, but by accident...
Everything is so real, and everything is so false, as if it would be broken at the touch of a touch, as if it would melt at the touch of a finger, and the cliche of scrutiny cannot be accepted at all, but two peerless men have been trapped in it for more than 4000 years, unable to escape, struggling with each other Chasing, but wandering and wandering...
If it had never been, if it was looking back, would it be possible to stop passing by, if there was more trust, wouldn't it be...
There are thousands of thoughts and overlapping shadows. When those past events that have to be forgotten anyway and cannot be recalled are revisited in a different state of mind and from a different angle, putting aside personal emotions, love and hatred, it seems like a ray of love. The air of staying out of it is like watching from the sidelines, and discovers that so many things so important but so small enough to be ignored really existed.
It's just because I was abandoned by myself with my so-called standpoint and reason at the time, but now I pick it up, it's like a dream, but this dream, for too long, makes people fall into it without knowing it, and the price is too heavy up...
Slowly opened his eyes, his hazy vision was not yet in focus, but a blurry figure was clearly visible in his vision.I don't know when, whenever I wake up from a coma, the first thing I see is always such a figure, with anxiety and worry that cannot be suppressed, just like this moment, I don't know when, such eyes have been following Looking at myself, familiar, but frightening, because I dare not accept it, because I cannot trust it...
The blue above the blue color, the chaotic mist gradually dissipated, and the clearness was no longer the cold and distant past, but an inexplicable gentle tenderness, and the slightly curved eyes were overflowing with light.
Seeing this, Ling Xu couldn't help shaking, his blue eyes were full of disbelief, he wanted to be happy but didn't dare.
It seems that his own disbelief, suspicion and refusal over the years made him wait for too long and wait in silence for too long, so long that he was so shocked just because of a look in his eyes.
Stretching out his hand, although his whole body was extremely weak, he smiled gently, gently stroked that handsome and perfect side face like a god, his water-colored lips parted slightly: "Ling Xu."
I never thought that after I understood everything, I would say my name from Rong Ye's mouth, or with this kind of eyes, such kindness, calm and indifferent, full of tolerance and deep nostalgia, just like a trickle , refreshing.
He can't care about anything else, even if it's a dream, even if it's fleeting, even if it's just an illusion that he has been thinking about day by day, at this moment, Ling Xu only knows that his heart is beating like a drum, his blood is overflowing, As if about to explode, they clamored for crazy joy and love.
He hugged Rong Ye, who had just woken up slowly, in his arms, all rationality and thinking disappeared in an instant, with strength that could not be injured, he didn't care whether Rong Ye would hurt, he just wanted to hold him tightly in his arms. In the arms, rubbed hard into the blood and bones, never separated, never let go.
And the hug was so hard that the bones couldn't bear the pain of the caracal sound, but Rong Ye couldn't help but feel relieved, calmed down, and there was a not exaggerated, but warm arc on his lips.
"Cough cough."
Only at this moment did he realize that there were only the two of them in the room, Rong Ye turned his head with difficulty, seeing the different expressions on everyone's faces, he couldn't help feeling a little swollen, even though he didn't mind other people's opinions at all, and didn't care whether such a taboo relationship could be done. To be tolerant to the world, but as long as the two people are in love is enough, but this does not mean that I have to show off my ambiguity in front of so many people.
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