gentle and affectionate

Chapter 37.

It turned out that I did not forget.

Even if I deliberately forgot my facial features, I still remember the warmth of that hand.

The big hand held my wrist, like a guiding light in the dark world, and the overwhelming sense of security suddenly came, making me almost forget the fact that I was in a cold war with him.He paused for a moment, then slid off my wrist and shook hands with me. He looked very cautious and cute, which instantly relaxed my tense heart.

Da Shang's hand was so warm that he could feel the thin sword cocoon.I gently shook his hand back, stretched out my thumb to scrape the scar on his palm, and was gripped even tighter.That awkward feeling hasn't changed at all, and I almost laughed out loud.

As a result, the darkness seemed no longer so scary. I moved my stiff legs and tried to take a step.

And he didn't say anything, just waited patiently.

The hands were tightly held, but my joints were not hurt; the long and powerful legs must have deliberately slowed down, so it took such a short distance to walk for so long... I am not used to this kind of him, and my reason is not enough. Makes me want to run away, but in the silence I tell myself—

It's okay, it's just him, and I don't have to face him.

I closed my eyes, feeling the familiar breath from him.Who would have thought that I, who was still arguing with Heigang just outside the house, would calm down and let him hold my wrist. After half a year of cold war, I didn't expect to be blind now, but broke the deadlock; and who would have thought Well, the person holding me is the person I should hate the most. After all, he insisted on keeping me and turning me into this. It can be said that I live like a walking dead because of this person.

But... At that time, I couldn't shake off his hand, and I could break free even with a light struggle.

On the street with people coming and going, I followed him step by step, never daring to take a step and becoming more and more natural.Occasionally, there are small human voices in my ears, and the cries at noon are probably very loud, and I can hear it, which is very daily; when the sun shines on my body, my cold skin suddenly feels warm... Two big men walked hand in hand The appearance may be very eye-catching, I feel that many eyes are cast, and I feel that the dark world is not so scary.

Later, I forgot how I got home.

When I had the impression, my body had been gently placed on the bed, and I subconsciously grabbed his arm that was about to be removed, causing a very low chuckle, then patted my hand and said to my ear:

"Just a moment."

Listening to his promise as if coaxing a child, I suddenly realized my gaffe, and was so embarrassed that I didn't know where to put my hands.He seems to get up and leave for a while, seems to be out of the room.

So, I was left alone.

In the dark, I had no concept of time, so I had to hold on to the thin quilt tightly, counting the faster and faster heartbeats, and I didn't know how long it had passed.My ears could hardly hear the sound, so for me, after Heigan left, the surrounding immediately fell into complete silence, and there was boundless darkness in front of me.

Unknown panic struck, my heartbeat became louder and louder, hitting my chest one after another, the emptiness in my stomach intensified this spiritual emptiness... I don't know how long it took, the man seemed to have returned, and the familiar breath enveloped my body , as if someone called my name in my ear, over and over again, in a low voice, full of anxiety.

I want to tell him that I am not dead, but I can't make a sound. The breath seems to make me thirsty. I want water, but I don't know how to tell him, so I can only stretch out my hands in the air. Grasp.

A pair of big hands grabbed my restless hand, and then my lips touched the cool cup, which contained the liquid I was longing for... The embrace that was too warm reminded me of the night I was drunk with the cherry blossoms, and then, I missed it even more come surging.I drank gulps, a small cup into my stomach, but then more thirst hit me, and even hunger, I muttered for more, and he took the trouble to feed me cup by cup, Until finally I fell into a drowsy sleep.

As I was dying, I thought, this should be the last time I will be so greedy for his tenderness.

……

So, I didn't expect that my relationship with Heigang would deteriorate again.

Because of what happened afterwards, I completely hated him.

If it wasn't that the unconscious world was too terrifying, if it wasn't that familiar embrace that made me lose my guard, if it wasn't that the feeling of being fed water while leaning on that embrace was too similar to the cherry blossom blooming... I don't think I would It will be so negligent, so negligent that it will ignore the strong fishy and sweet smell, and instinctively reach out to feel for the porcelain cup full of liquid.

With a crisp sound of "snap", I fell off the bed with the sound, and the hand holding my throat was pierced by broken porcelain on the floor, blood flowing out.

--Blood.

Just like a drug addict who has not been satisfied for a long time, after enduring the most painful time, there is the hope of successful drug rehabilitation, and once he comes into contact with the thing that anesthetizes life again at this time, then he must owe everything he owed before. Or, to change a more appropriate metaphor, it can also be said that a person who has been hungry for three days and three nights may go crazy once he gets food.

And now, the tingling in my throat is a clear reminder of this situation.

——The blood in that cup is Heigang's blood.

hunger.The shock that ran through my whole body in an instant made me unable to even hold the cup. The porcelain cup was knocked over and shattered to the ground. I desperately strangled my throat that was about to burn, turned over and rolled under the bed, a skeleton smashed on the floor and creaked , There is no time to take care of the broken porcelain piercing into the flesh.His body twitched and curled up into a ball, his eyes widened uncontrollably, but there was still darkness.

My hands trembled violently to pick up the broken porcelain, I used all the strength in my body to clenched my fists, let the nails and the broken porcelain penetrate deeply into my palms, the extremely fast-growing nails were snapped off...something seemed to be roaring inside me , with an unbelievably sharp sound from my throat, I touched a piece of broken porcelain and scratched it on the hand of my thirsty prey, the coolness on my wrist was immediately replaced by scalding blood.

It's no wonder that most people who quit drugs are covered in bruises, because pain is really a good medicine.

I laughed at myself, feeling the little bit of reason brought back by the pain, but it was fleeting, so I cut my arm with broken porcelain like an addiction, and at the same time shouted like crazy.

At this time, there was a loud knock on the door, and I was pulled back to reality in an instant.

"Hey... Hey! What's wrong with you!"

"Hey! Hey! Open the door!"

The sudden cessation of shouting choked my throat.I couldn't help but complain to the person at the door, if he could open the door safely, why would he cause such a commotion.But the existence of reason is very short, very short, and soon I forgot where I was, so I had to continue to scratch my arms with the tiles, and force myself to respond to him.

"No...cough, cough cough..."

No, no sound.

On the contrary, it caused a severe cough. The people outside the door must have become more anxious, and the knock on the door became louder and louder, as if they were patting with their entire palms, and it seemed that they were about to break into the door in the next second...so I tried my best to keep Sober, but helplessly found that controlling oneself can become so difficult.

I nailed the largest tile in my hand hard to my right hand, and screamed out of the pain.

"roll!"

The knocking stopped abruptly.

The propped up body fell back to the ground in the next second. It seemed that a piece of porcelain had scratched my face. I didn't care about it. I just lay on the ground, panting heavily.

The thirst for blood seems to have weakened a little, or it is because the consciousness is blurring again... I was thinking that when I was unconscious, what I was fed should be the same blood as that in the cup, so that the hearing power can be restored, and at the same time when the physical strength is restored, There seemed to be a voice of a teenager asking outside the door, the man answered in a low voice, and then heard footsteps leaving.

——Help me drive them away.

Should I thank you, thank this person...

……

Well, this person?

……who is it?

The people outside the door seemed to have all left, and there was silence all around.

And there was darkness in front of him.

——The world is silent, and I fell into this silence.

My world is silent because he no longer exists in this world.

"Faye! Calm down!"

"No matter how hard you look, it's impossible to find him!"

"You killed him... so you have to bear the curse..."

"this is your choice……"

"Only if the twins are unlucky, can this country be lucky..."

The blood that had just boiled hot because of hunger seemed to cool instantly, and the manic convulsions turned into cold wars.The blackness in front of my eyes is as boundless as the whiteness in my memory, which is too big to make people despair, but now, I can't even find the high tower that imprisoned him.

—I don’t even know where to find him.

"Fay..."

I subconsciously called out his name, but when I stretched out my hand, I touched a cold and hard stone brick. I thought that even if I was blind, I must find him, so I started to climb along the wall crazily, and my palm was scratched by an unknown thing on the wall... I was so thirsty that I lost control of my body, so I went to lick the snow on the wall, and then got colder, but even so, I didn't stop.

I must find him.

Must find.

Don't leave me alone.

……

"Fay-"

Who is... calling me?

There seemed to be someone shouting in my ears, and my undisguised anxiety made my heart twitch inexplicably. I opened my eyes desperately, but my vision was still dark.

No, that should be calling him, he is the real...

Before I could react, my waist tightened, and the tangy fishy-sweet smell interrupted all my rationality.

It's like a person who has been hungry and thirsty for many days suddenly finds a clear spring, the spring is right in front of him, and what is flowing is the hope of living.The body temperature almost rose to the highest point with a bang, and the things that connected the body immediately seemed cold... Looking for the source, the cool blood passed through the throat like a fine liquid, every cell in the body was thirsty, and I was also this time It turned out that the original instinct of life can really make people forget everything.

Forget the reason to live, forget the fate of death.

I forgot.

I forgot that the only thing that makes me feel so delicious now is that person's blood.

I forgot when I regained consciousness. I only knew that my body was wrapped in the breath of a man, and the dark and silent world finally started to talk to me again, but it made a joke with me as soon as it came up.

——When I regained consciousness, I knelt on the cold floor, holding his injured right hand with my hand covered with broken porcelain, greedily plundering his life from the hideous wound.

I am sucking blood.

I am drinking the blood of Heigang.

……

A chill hit the whole body from the soles of the feet.

I want to break free, but my instinct is helpless. The most primitive desire to survive is so strong that people can't resist; I feel the blood getting colder and colder flowing into my body, and I never remember that this person's blood has ever been so cold.

black steel.

The empty eyes were wet with salty liquid, and it was hard to tell whether it was blood or tears when it flowed onto his face.How desperate it is to see the most embarrassing appearance by the person who least wants to be seen, but his other hand is still gently wrapped around my waist, just like he treats a treasure.

An unspeakable nausea rose in my heart.

"roll--!"

A loud slap broke the silence.

I yelled hysterically and pushed him away.

But he didn't say a word, and in the end, he could only hear some frivolous footsteps and unsteady breathing when he went out, not at all like the strongest ninja ever.

Because of this incident, I don't hate Black Steel anymore.

Because it was replaced by deep hatred.

Therefore, I don't have to feel guilty about such a person I hate.Seeing each other every day is like not seeing each other, and seeing each other is worse than not seeing each other, and there will be no intersection since then.

Faced with this situation, the children in the same company were not without embarrassment, but this may not be the best result for Heigang and me.

Speaking of it, the hunger of vampires is only stronger than that of humans, which also means that this kind of creature is different from the body of humans. I was able to survive after losing one eye with this blood, but this time, with the help of With my "breeder" blood, I recovered all my body functions in less than 20 days, recovered in time and participated in the next chess match normally.

Speaking of which...it was already a month later.

Unlimited City is an extremely indifferent city, but it is actually the world's largest tourist city, which has to be said to be a kind of irony.But I have to admit that, if you don’t count the fringe areas where we live, the buildings in the city center are indeed exquisite, with a kind of decadent magnificence, and the most attractive one is the one hosted by the Bi Qiang family, a local consortium. "Chess Tournament".

Its appeal is huge, because it is a chess game that anyone can understand, and it can also satisfy most people's pursuit of adventure and excitement.

Because it uses people as chess.

It is roughly the configuration of four people in each group, one chess player and three chess pieces. The mental strength of the chess player controls the flexibility of the chess pieces, and the chess pieces are nothing more than fighting on a chessboard-like battlefield, regardless of casualties. If the three chess pieces are not spared, the chess player will probably become useless, and the winner in the end will win a lot of money.

So, for some of these purposes, we stand on the battlefield of this game.

... To put it bluntly, it is just a life-threatening thing, and there is nothing to make a fuss about.

However, there seem to be very few people who have such awareness, such as the group in front of them—thin and tall but without a sense of balance, not thin and not strong, moderately stooped, and the woman sitting on the chess player table carelessly smiling.

I sighed silently. Although I expected that the audition would be mixed, I didn't expect it to be so low. Looking at them, and then looking at us, even if we didn't get along very well recently, I couldn't help but feel sorry for the team in front of me. The helplessness of "such a person dares to risk his life".

It was Sakura who decided to participate in the competition, not to mention that she was not allowed to fight, the position of chess player was naturally hers.And although the little wolf and I are not worried about defeating, but because we are used to magic, it is inconvenient to use it against ordinary people at this time, so we can only change the method. The little wolf chose a two-handed short sword as a weapon, and I took a huge scythe , there is a button on the handle to release the blade head, the head and the handle are connected by a chain, and when thrown out, it can almost span a small half of the field... Such an attack range is somewhat similar to magic, and the long-range attack also conceals it to a certain extent. I have a weakness that makes it difficult to control the distance due to my one-eyed eyes.

And the black steel, of course, is still his usual long sword, of course it is not Cang Bing, but a special weapon provided by the organizer of this competition.

The three of us stood at a corner of the chessboard, our bodies were bound by chains, and until the beginning of this life-and-death contest, the chains could never be broken, just like a long or short life.

And the longer you live, the longer you are bound.

With the game-like opening, we started this life-and-death chess game.

……

However, the process is still too lazy to talk about.

There are no creative fights, let alone any suspense.The purpose of winning makes auditioning bleak and unattractive, none of us are happy about winning, although I know that's not the whole reason.

However, Mokona, who was waiting at home, would not be worried.

"Are you all hurt... Ah, Sakura!"

She consumed too much physical strength because of the chess game.Seeing that Sakura was brought back in her arms, Mokona burst into tears immediately, her small body drew a few arcs and jumped to Sakura's side, her expression of innocent worry made me feel extremely ironic.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little tired." Sakura was rested on the sofa, and she forcefully opened her eyes when she heard this, "I'm really fine...so, don't cry."

The girl comforted the little guy, smiling a little tiredly, but her expression seemed to be extremely focused.Therefore, the boy on the other side of the sofa could only look at her in silence, I looked at the boy's back, and the man who brought the princess back also cast his gaze at him, the scene was awkward for a while.

You can't count on Hei Gang for this kind of thing, after all, he's too bad at talking.I smiled and walked to the sofa and squatted down, raised my head and said to Sakura:

"That's all for today, go and rest."

"But……"

"Mokona has already felt that the world has feathers," I comforted her, "If 'Little Wolf' comes to this country, I will know; when the time comes, I will wake up Sakura immediately."

"Besides, for tomorrow's 'chess game', Sakura still needs to take a break." I smiled as naturally as possible to her, "We have already decided to win the bonus."

The girl hesitated for a moment, and finally agreed, and when she agreed, there was a strange firmness in those emerald eyes.I averted my eyes lightly, so I didn't see Sakura who almost fell when she stood up, and I didn't see the boy who had been watching her hastily catch her... I only saw the two people who looked at each other more than before. Be silent, the girl's brows are full of guilt.

The chess game, the purpose of this chess game is to get the winning bonus, and then give the bonus as compensation to those destroyed worlds.

—Yes, the ruined world.

——The executor is Little Wolf.

I think both she and he probably thought of those times... from their hesitant eyes.Where the youths once went, they were displaced, people lost important people, and their hearts were hurt and turned into sharp swords. The only thing that can bring others is to pass on the hurt.

"Sorry……"

Her eyes were hidden behind her bangs, all she could see was the boy's hands hanging down feebly, with a lonely brow between her brows, speechless.

I had no choice but to break the silence again, and help the weak princess go back to the room... She missed the way the boy passed by, just like I passed by Heigan, it was like a stranger, like ten thousand ants biting the embankment People's hearts, until they are eaten away, leaving no trace of the past, only the memories will turn yellow day by day, and after a long time, maybe you can't remember who and whose past it was.

Maybe it's not even sure if it really existed.

But I'm sure I won't forget it, and I'll probably carry these memories with me to my grave.

Because if there is not much time, it must be too late for them to turn yellow.