[An Lei] Die in Love
Chapter 6
The warm fragrance and the thin body temperature on Camille's neck.He wrapped the scarf around Camille's neck again: "Put it away, you are my last relative now, we will never be separated."
Camille caressed her hand towards the red scarf on her neck that was out of tune with the atmosphere, and then buried her face in the scarf for a long time before agreeing with a choked voice.
An Mixiu took them into his arms and patted them gently, humming a song in an unknown language to gently comfort the two transforming children.
The rain will stop, and things will be fine, you just need to wait for a while.
An Mixiu put the two children, whose faces were still full of sadness even though they were asleep, on the bed and was about to leave, but was hugged tightly by Brenda inadvertently, and finally had no choice but to leave He took him into his arms and lay down on the bed.
He raised his left hand very carefully and gently stroked Brenda's well-groomed long hair, and then gently lifted his right hand placed on his waist to rest on his cervical spine and slowly slid down until it reached the tailbone And lightly lift it again and again, the movements are gentle as if comforting a frightened animal.
An Mixiu lowered his gentle aurora-colored eyes and looked at his finally peaceful sleeping face, and carefully peeled off the man's hand from his body.He sat quietly on the edge of the bed, with struggling eyes flashing in his eyes, and finally bent down devoutly, and kissed Brenda's head scarf where the star was.
"Good night, my Highness." He said, his eyes became a little sad, "I wish you a sweet dream."
When Brenda's mother died, she only said that he and Camille would not be separated, because he knew that An Mixiu would not stay here for too long.
He will always leave, and he is just a passer-by in his long life.Brenda, who has grown up, is very aware of this, but he still has selfishness-if only he can stay forever.
This kind of thought floated through his mind more than once, but he immediately vetoed and obliterated all of them.He told himself that An Mixiu had no reason to stay here, and his unreasonable and selfish request was extremely unfair to him.
So when An Mixiu proposed to leave, he heard his own voice say indifferently: "Oh, I see. You can go."
Camille watched this scene from the side. Brenda was too calm. Even if he had grown up and experienced the parting of life and death with his closest relatives, he shouldn't be so calm.
He knew very well that it was impossible for Brenda to know the secret, because the only ones who knew the secret were him and the dead queen, except An Mixiu himself.
At that time, the queen was only seriously ill, and he went to look for the conversation that Brenda passed by but overheard.
"...Time is so fast," the queen smiled softly while lying on the bed, coughing lightly from time to time, "I am already such an old age, the mother of one child..."
"...Yeah, it's too fast." An Mixiu sat on the side of the bed and smiled wryly, "Sometimes it really feels like you changed from a shy little girl to Brenda in just a blink of an eye. mother."
"But you still look like that." She chuckled, a little envious, but also sympathetic.
"...Yeah, as usual, not even a single gray hair." He smiled wryly, his voice was bitter and sad, but quickly became lighter again: "It won't be anymore soon, I should leave in three years at the most gone."
"...How could it be?!" The queen was a little stunned, and then stared at An Mixiu in surprise, "You actually have someone you like? Who is so capable?"
"Your family." An Mixiu smiled, not feeling embarrassed at all, his expression was gentle and honest, and his eyes were clear.
"...that child will be sad for a long time again." The queen also sighed, her voice full of distress: "Sometimes I think, if only this child was not born in the palace, it would be great if I was not that noble lady Well, if only you were an ordinary person."
"...Why do you involve me?" An Mixiu raised his face in doubt.
TBC.
Chapter 8
"Pfft..." The queen was overjoyed immediately, just like the little girl who successfully spoofed An Mixiu back then: "What do you think? Mr. First Love?"
"...Stop talking..." An Mixiu's face blushed, and he waved his hands in embarrassment, "I really like Brenda..."
"I know, I know," she smiled, and gently waved her hands to make An Mixiu less flustered, "You've never been good at lying, let alone you can deceive people, the curse on you will never fool you casually .”
"It's just that I didn't expect you to fall in love with my kid. It's really..." She stared at An Mixiu with some resentment, "Why don't I have such good luck..."
"So what are you thinking..." An Mixiu said helplessly, "Shouldn't normal people object at this time? Let's not talk about the issue of me being the same gender as him, let's talk about the age and you should object too. ..."
There is no concept of gender and age among other races, but this is the human world...
An Mixiu really couldn't figure out why she was so open-minded—and Camille couldn't figure it out either.
"What is there to object to?" The queen raised her eyebrows to pretend to be surprised, "You are not together again."
"It's impossible for us to be together." They laughed together, not at all like two people who are about to end their lives.
Camille outside the door couldn't help sitting down on the ground. No matter how smart he is now, he is still just a child. The amount of information contained in the conversation between the two in the room is really too much, which makes him Some can't bear it.
An Mixiu's expression changed slightly when he heard the commotion, and he quickly walked to the door and pulled Camille in and looked at him with some confusion: "...Why are you here?"
He didn't ask Camille what he had heard, and it was the same reason to ask what Camille had heard.
"...I can't find my eldest brother." Camille was a little taken aback, "Is it true?"
"Yeah." An Mixiu smiled, actually quite helpless, just like in some stories, the protagonist will always be overheard when he has an important conversation with the characters.He knelt down and looked at Camille's dimmed eyes and said softly, "Can you keep it secret for us?"
"I know that would be hard work and cruel to you, but we really can't talk to Brenda at this time."
Camille also knew that, just as he couldn't accept the death of the queen and An Mixiu, Brenda certainly couldn't accept it, and might collapse because of the sudden news of these two.
"But what if I can't keep it?" He now wished that he had never been to this room, nor had he heard the news.But he has already entered, and time cannot be turned back: "What if I told him?"
"...Then, he can only rely on himself." The queen sat up and smiled at him gently, "None of us can comfort him, because none of us can make a promise to be by his side."
"But you can stay with him." An Mixiu smiled, rubbing Camille's head and couldn't help feeling sorry for this little guy.
He was abandoned by his mother since he was a child, and having a father is the same as not having a father. He was finally brought into a world with family affection by Brenda and they were the only ones left—but fortunately, he was not alone.
"Brother," Camille reminded Brenda who was staring at An Mixiu's back as before, "It's cool by the window."
"I know." Brenda said without turning around, still staring at the dark blue night sky, "Camille, what are you hiding from me this time?"
"..."
"Before my mother passed away, I always felt that there was something wrong with you, but when I thought about it, you may have been in a bad mood because you were about to lose something important. But until later, until I walked out of you It's still the same and even weirder and I started thinking that way."
"..."
"Camille, what are you hiding from me?" Brenda turned around, the stars in the purple night sky gradually dimmed, her eyes were filled with blankness, "I know you won't harm me, but now you won't Say I might not think so in the future.”
"...Brother," Camille finally spoke, his pure blue eyes were even darker than his pure purple, but there was no confusion in it, just overflowing with sadness: "If you catch up now, maybe you can still be with him." Brother An, stay a little longer..."
"...What do you mean?" His eyes widened, as if it was the first day he knew his younger brother, "What do you mean?"
"He's going to die..." Camille's words were like a heavy blow, and he couldn't recover from the explosion for a short time, but Camille continued, "Before the queen died He knew that there would be such a day—or he knew about his recent death from others a long time ago, so he left."
Brenda was silent, and Camille didn't say any more. They were no longer the children who wept silently in front of the queen's tombstone in the rain and forcibly suppressed their crying. Sadness was quietly hidden in this room and suppressed.
"Wait here or go together?" Brenda finally said, "I'll go after him, do you wait for me to come back or go together?"
"I don't need to go," Camille huddled his face into the red scarf, "We don't have anything to say, I'll wait for you to come back."
Brenda sat next to An Mixiu's body and looked around blankly, completely abandoning her royal image.
Camille caressed her hand towards the red scarf on her neck that was out of tune with the atmosphere, and then buried her face in the scarf for a long time before agreeing with a choked voice.
An Mixiu took them into his arms and patted them gently, humming a song in an unknown language to gently comfort the two transforming children.
The rain will stop, and things will be fine, you just need to wait for a while.
An Mixiu put the two children, whose faces were still full of sadness even though they were asleep, on the bed and was about to leave, but was hugged tightly by Brenda inadvertently, and finally had no choice but to leave He took him into his arms and lay down on the bed.
He raised his left hand very carefully and gently stroked Brenda's well-groomed long hair, and then gently lifted his right hand placed on his waist to rest on his cervical spine and slowly slid down until it reached the tailbone And lightly lift it again and again, the movements are gentle as if comforting a frightened animal.
An Mixiu lowered his gentle aurora-colored eyes and looked at his finally peaceful sleeping face, and carefully peeled off the man's hand from his body.He sat quietly on the edge of the bed, with struggling eyes flashing in his eyes, and finally bent down devoutly, and kissed Brenda's head scarf where the star was.
"Good night, my Highness." He said, his eyes became a little sad, "I wish you a sweet dream."
When Brenda's mother died, she only said that he and Camille would not be separated, because he knew that An Mixiu would not stay here for too long.
He will always leave, and he is just a passer-by in his long life.Brenda, who has grown up, is very aware of this, but he still has selfishness-if only he can stay forever.
This kind of thought floated through his mind more than once, but he immediately vetoed and obliterated all of them.He told himself that An Mixiu had no reason to stay here, and his unreasonable and selfish request was extremely unfair to him.
So when An Mixiu proposed to leave, he heard his own voice say indifferently: "Oh, I see. You can go."
Camille watched this scene from the side. Brenda was too calm. Even if he had grown up and experienced the parting of life and death with his closest relatives, he shouldn't be so calm.
He knew very well that it was impossible for Brenda to know the secret, because the only ones who knew the secret were him and the dead queen, except An Mixiu himself.
At that time, the queen was only seriously ill, and he went to look for the conversation that Brenda passed by but overheard.
"...Time is so fast," the queen smiled softly while lying on the bed, coughing lightly from time to time, "I am already such an old age, the mother of one child..."
"...Yeah, it's too fast." An Mixiu sat on the side of the bed and smiled wryly, "Sometimes it really feels like you changed from a shy little girl to Brenda in just a blink of an eye. mother."
"But you still look like that." She chuckled, a little envious, but also sympathetic.
"...Yeah, as usual, not even a single gray hair." He smiled wryly, his voice was bitter and sad, but quickly became lighter again: "It won't be anymore soon, I should leave in three years at the most gone."
"...How could it be?!" The queen was a little stunned, and then stared at An Mixiu in surprise, "You actually have someone you like? Who is so capable?"
"Your family." An Mixiu smiled, not feeling embarrassed at all, his expression was gentle and honest, and his eyes were clear.
"...that child will be sad for a long time again." The queen also sighed, her voice full of distress: "Sometimes I think, if only this child was not born in the palace, it would be great if I was not that noble lady Well, if only you were an ordinary person."
"...Why do you involve me?" An Mixiu raised his face in doubt.
TBC.
Chapter 8
"Pfft..." The queen was overjoyed immediately, just like the little girl who successfully spoofed An Mixiu back then: "What do you think? Mr. First Love?"
"...Stop talking..." An Mixiu's face blushed, and he waved his hands in embarrassment, "I really like Brenda..."
"I know, I know," she smiled, and gently waved her hands to make An Mixiu less flustered, "You've never been good at lying, let alone you can deceive people, the curse on you will never fool you casually .”
"It's just that I didn't expect you to fall in love with my kid. It's really..." She stared at An Mixiu with some resentment, "Why don't I have such good luck..."
"So what are you thinking..." An Mixiu said helplessly, "Shouldn't normal people object at this time? Let's not talk about the issue of me being the same gender as him, let's talk about the age and you should object too. ..."
There is no concept of gender and age among other races, but this is the human world...
An Mixiu really couldn't figure out why she was so open-minded—and Camille couldn't figure it out either.
"What is there to object to?" The queen raised her eyebrows to pretend to be surprised, "You are not together again."
"It's impossible for us to be together." They laughed together, not at all like two people who are about to end their lives.
Camille outside the door couldn't help sitting down on the ground. No matter how smart he is now, he is still just a child. The amount of information contained in the conversation between the two in the room is really too much, which makes him Some can't bear it.
An Mixiu's expression changed slightly when he heard the commotion, and he quickly walked to the door and pulled Camille in and looked at him with some confusion: "...Why are you here?"
He didn't ask Camille what he had heard, and it was the same reason to ask what Camille had heard.
"...I can't find my eldest brother." Camille was a little taken aback, "Is it true?"
"Yeah." An Mixiu smiled, actually quite helpless, just like in some stories, the protagonist will always be overheard when he has an important conversation with the characters.He knelt down and looked at Camille's dimmed eyes and said softly, "Can you keep it secret for us?"
"I know that would be hard work and cruel to you, but we really can't talk to Brenda at this time."
Camille also knew that, just as he couldn't accept the death of the queen and An Mixiu, Brenda certainly couldn't accept it, and might collapse because of the sudden news of these two.
"But what if I can't keep it?" He now wished that he had never been to this room, nor had he heard the news.But he has already entered, and time cannot be turned back: "What if I told him?"
"...Then, he can only rely on himself." The queen sat up and smiled at him gently, "None of us can comfort him, because none of us can make a promise to be by his side."
"But you can stay with him." An Mixiu smiled, rubbing Camille's head and couldn't help feeling sorry for this little guy.
He was abandoned by his mother since he was a child, and having a father is the same as not having a father. He was finally brought into a world with family affection by Brenda and they were the only ones left—but fortunately, he was not alone.
"Brother," Camille reminded Brenda who was staring at An Mixiu's back as before, "It's cool by the window."
"I know." Brenda said without turning around, still staring at the dark blue night sky, "Camille, what are you hiding from me this time?"
"..."
"Before my mother passed away, I always felt that there was something wrong with you, but when I thought about it, you may have been in a bad mood because you were about to lose something important. But until later, until I walked out of you It's still the same and even weirder and I started thinking that way."
"..."
"Camille, what are you hiding from me?" Brenda turned around, the stars in the purple night sky gradually dimmed, her eyes were filled with blankness, "I know you won't harm me, but now you won't Say I might not think so in the future.”
"...Brother," Camille finally spoke, his pure blue eyes were even darker than his pure purple, but there was no confusion in it, just overflowing with sadness: "If you catch up now, maybe you can still be with him." Brother An, stay a little longer..."
"...What do you mean?" His eyes widened, as if it was the first day he knew his younger brother, "What do you mean?"
"He's going to die..." Camille's words were like a heavy blow, and he couldn't recover from the explosion for a short time, but Camille continued, "Before the queen died He knew that there would be such a day—or he knew about his recent death from others a long time ago, so he left."
Brenda was silent, and Camille didn't say any more. They were no longer the children who wept silently in front of the queen's tombstone in the rain and forcibly suppressed their crying. Sadness was quietly hidden in this room and suppressed.
"Wait here or go together?" Brenda finally said, "I'll go after him, do you wait for me to come back or go together?"
"I don't need to go," Camille huddled his face into the red scarf, "We don't have anything to say, I'll wait for you to come back."
Brenda sat next to An Mixiu's body and looked around blankly, completely abandoning her royal image.
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