The whole world wants to keep me in captivity [Comprehensive]

It was a dark tunnel. Qiao Ran raised his toes, squinted his eyes, and looked into the distance, but he couldn't see the end.

He hesitated and stopped, and looked back, only to find that there was complete darkness behind him.

He felt that his body was very light, and his head was a little dizzy.

——Where is this...?

Immediately afterwards, countless tiny light spots appeared in the dark field of vision, and those light spots carried a warm and intoxicating meaning. Rubbing on the fingertips.

Then he noticed that the vision in front of him... completely shifted.

He saw himself sitting on the long table, alone.

A thin and small figure stubbornly looked at the adults in suits and leather shoes in front of him.

"Mr. Qiao Ran, I'm sorry to inform you that your parents had some accidents on the plane flying back to China from Japan."

The leading man took out a dark box.

"It's the ashes of your parents. Of course, we can't be sure... because under the fire, many things in terms of detection are very difficult to implement."

The little figure just stared at the box with those eyes, his lips trembling, the man in the suit, the child couldn't hear what he said next.

--how can that be possible?How could Mom and Dad... lie in such a small box?

——It will be my birthday in a few days, Mom and Dad promised to come back...

——This must be a surprise that Mom and Dad want to give me...it must be like this.

"you're lying."

The child stubbornly shook his head, but his voice was extremely calm and clear, "I don't believe it."

"Why did you lie to me? Is it something left by my parents?"

The lawyer looked at the pale child with some pity, as if he wanted to reach out to touch his head, and finally sighed.

"Sorry - they're really gone, I'm sorry."

He routinely pulled out a piece of paper.

"Your parents left you a lot of money..."

"And there is one thing, you can only inherit it after you turn 18."

The child just looked at him with a pale face, as if he didn't hear anything clearly, and his expression was extremely dazed, which made other relevant personnel a little bit unbearable.

After all, this child looks very delicate and cute, and such a big disaster suddenly befalls this child...

All of this is so embarrassing.

…………

Qiao Ran looked at all this with a complex expression. After seeing the child, he held the only remaining black box in his arms, and did not read other documents and information.

He just put his head down,

As if what he held in his arms was everything to him.

Qiao Ran sat on the ground with a dazed expression similar to that of that child.

Originally, they were one person, but for Qiao Ran, these things...happened more than ten years ago.

And these ten years,

A world apart.

"Could it be that, before dying, all the memories will be gone through?"

Qiao Ran smiled wryly, and his long eyelashes drooped slightly as he closed his eyes.

He always thought that death was like a lamp going out, but he didn't know that when the lamp was about to go out, he would still have to experience these cruel, drug-like memories.

Qiao Ran watched the child tremblingly guarding his only thought, and hid in his parents' room.

He looked at the child quietly, and then put the black box on the highest attic.

"My parents are not dead,

They just went to conduct an archeology,

They just haven't come back yet. "

The child muttered to himself, and forced himself to calm down again. Under the care of the nanny, those who should go to school went to school, and life continued to spin like this... Even if it was forcibly broken onto the right track, even if the The road has been torn bloody.

However, Qiao Ran, who is the rightful owner, just sat calmly in the living room, not caring that the child in the memory grew up slowly and turned into a teenager.

He just watched all this like a statue, and he didn't follow the child out to walk the paths he walked in his childhood one by one.

Qiao Ran touched her forehead, "I almost forgot, how did I die?"

"It seems to be 18 years old, how did I die?"

Time continued to be dialed forward, and the tall boy stopped in front of him.

The young man's expression was very calm and indifferent - it was a kind of numb emotion.

"Oh……"

"I remembered,

Own……

It was suicide. "

He said clearly, seeing the boy with the knife on his wrist.

Blood flowed all over the place and spread to Qiao Ran's feet.

Qiao Ran has always been a very indifferent person, he doesn't care about his own life, this is the view of other fusangshen, and there is a big reason why he became like this, because... Qiao Ran In his previous life, he had actually died.

died

So don't care about your own life or death.

In my previous life, I wisely ended my life with a knife on the day before my birthday.

It was just because I realized at that time that his parents were really dead, and he would not visit him on his adult birthday.

Facing this result is too cruel, too tortured...

Therefore, he would rather his life stay in front forever.

- the day before.

Qiao Ran sat down, he was waiting for the scene to dissipate.

A soft voice came from behind him.

"Is this what happened to my lord?"

Qiao Ran's body paused, and he saw a young man with flaxen hair looking at him with a complicated expression.

"Hasebe..."

Qiao Ran sighed, as if calling him before, calling him softly.

His face was also very calm, as if he had already seen it.

After all, he was already dead.

Dead man, what else can we ignore?

"My lord..."

Hasebu put his hand on Qiao Ran's shoulder, as if he wanted to hug him gently.

The man abided by etiquette, and rested his angular chin on the boy's shoulder.

"My lord..."

Hasebe shivered and said, "I'm sorry my lord, we were too self-willed at the beginning, and we were too demanding of the lord's trust in us, but we didn't know what kind of trauma the lord had suffered..."

Qiao Ran shook his head.

The boy patted Hasebe's shoulder as if smiling.

"It's okay, it's over, anyway, I'm going to die."

After hearing Qiao Ran's words, Zha Gubu's expression was even more sad. He was rambling on, as if he wanted to say all the words in his heart.

"My lord, if we had known about these things earlier, we would never have treated you like this."

"Your parents have always owed you a birthday. You have always been very sorry and very brooding about this matter..."

"If we knew this earlier, we would celebrate your birthday every day."

"My lord, you didn't spend much time with your parents when you were young, so you always sat on the swing in the courtyard and played alone..."

"If we had known this before, we would have customized a swing for the lord in the main pill that belongs to the lord, gently pushing the lord behind his back, and accompanying you over and over again, so that you can kiss at the highest point to the whole sky."

In fact, after Qiao Ran came to the Honmaru, he closed his heart and didn't tell the fusangshen his needs.And those fusangshen also stayed in place obediently, fearing that a question of their own would make the already indifferent master feel a little unhappy.

Pressing and cutting Hasebe kept kissing Qiao Ran's white jade-like face with his lips, but this action did not contain any lustful possession.

Gentle as a farewell.

Qiao Ran conceived that scene, as if he had made up for the most lacking part of his childhood, he couldn't help smiling, and his tone was much softer.

Just like before, he put his arm around the neck of Hasebu's neck.

"I think I would still be very happy if I had this chance, thank you."

Hasebe closed his eyes, and his expression revealed a kind of late-night tenderness.

"My lord, do you still remember?"

The voice was as soft as a dream.

"That time I knelt on the ground and begged you, I said, no matter how hard the pain is now, please persevere, because after you die, we will all cut ourselves to accompany you..."

"But...my lord, I want to apologize to you. I'm sorry, Hasebe has repented."

Hasebe smiled, but his expression seemed to be somewhat relieved.

In Qiao Ran's slightly widened eyes, the figure of the flaxen-haired man in military uniform seemed to be crushed by something, and his whole body slowly blurred.

"It's too cold underground, if only we are with you, the lord will still feel lonely."

"After all, we are so careless. Semi-defective experimental products like us don't have a heart that can fully accommodate the Lord."

His body slowly collapsed upwards from the bottom.

"so……"

"My lord, please carry Hasebe's wish and live well."

Qiao Ran stared at all this in a daze, and suddenly remembered a spell that belonged exclusively to Token Fusangshen that she saw in the Government of Time.

—Guardian of the sword.

——Prolonging a little lifespan of the God-inspector by means of self-cutting.

"Hasebe..."

In front of Qiao Ran,

The man who was about to disappear seemed to be summoned by him at first...

Kneeling in front of him, willing to wield a sword for him, and fight on the battlefield...

——The most dazzling sword Fusangshin.