Pray for the sun again

His throat seemed to be burning with flames, his mind was in a state of confusion, and he couldn't find a way out of the darkness.

He vaguely remembered that he must protect someone, no matter how much he paid, he must protect that person.

In a hazy state of consciousness, a cool liquid flowed through his dry throat, and his body seemed to be enveloped by warm spring rain. The moist and soft object lightly touched the tip of his hot tongue, and the cool softness rubbed against his upper jaw inadvertently. Feeling pleasantly surprised, the tip of the tongue could not help chasing the coolness that was about to retreat.

Can't you just stay a little longer?

Thinking of this, it seemed that he had said something else.

In a daze, it was as if someone was gently hugging Liang Run into Liang Run's arms. Even though the wound on his back was in severe pain, it seemed to be soothed by that person's gentle pat.His cheek was pressed against the cold skin of that person, the heat from the flames slowly dropped and disappeared, and he was finally able to let out a satisfied sigh.

In the tranquility, it seemed that I could vaguely hear someone apologizing endlessly.

Don't say sorry.

The one who should say sorry is me.

Seeing Minghu's gradually stretched eyebrows, the judge finally let out a sigh of relief.He lowered his head to meet the young man's forehead, feeling the disappearing heat, the man who had hardly slept all night bent his mouth.

The young man in his arms slept peacefully on the shoulder of the judge, the black-haired man looked up at the already dimly lit sky, the cold morning wind came from the gaps in the bushes, and the cool air in the mountains almost The heat that the two guarded was taken away.The judge couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it seemed that the fire had to be rekindled as soon as possible.

When the judge lightly settled the young man, he thought for a while and wrapped his light blue robe around the young man, and wrapped his shoulders with some fragmentary white underclothes, took the bamboo knots and left the original place. Look around for dead branches and leaves.

Let's hope the firewood, tainted with morning moisture, won't make it too difficult to start a fire.

he thought silently.

After he went to the creek not far away to fetch water and returned with a pile of dry branches covered under the flourishing branches and leaves, he saw the sick boy holding the rock wall with one hand and his knees trembling with the other. As if about to stand up, he quickly put down the things in his hands, and walked quickly towards the boy, his voice was anxious and worried: "Your Highness Minghu, how can you act so easily!"

Unexpectedly, before reaching out to help the boy up, he was grabbed by the shoulder and pushed to the ground.

"Where have you been?" The young man's golden eyes glowed crimson, and he sat on the body of the judge, his hands strangling the other's neck. Such a sudden movement made the judge half surprised and half puzzled. He raised his eyes Looking at the young man, he found that the young man's eyes were full of struggling expressions.

"Where did you go?" Minghu repeated, his voice was hoarse when he first woke up, but his hands did not relax at all, still tightly strangling the neck of the judge.

The black-haired man didn't panic, even though he could barely breathe, he just calmly stretched out his hand and brushed the corner of the boy's eyes, gently touching the skin that was a little cold from the mountain mist, and the words he could only speak were breath sounds.

But even if it was an inaudible breath, the boy could hear it clearly.

What he said was:

"Your Highness, I am here."

As if waking up from a dream, Minghu let go of his hand, stared blankly at the man's gentle smile, then stretched out his fingertips slightly trembling, and slowly caressed the reddened skin from being strangled by him, In the next second, he bent down and hugged the judge tightly.

"Sorry...sorry, Lord," murmured apologetic words and hugged each other tightly regardless of whether it would affect the wound, "I'm just...I'm just afraid that you will disappear too."

There was a trace of sadness in the mind of the judge.

He had never seen His Highness Minghu look so helpless, and never thought that he would make him look so helpless.

"His Royal Highness Minghu," the interrogator said, his intermittent voice was a little hoarse, "Please, don't worry, I will, always, be by your side." He gently stroked the back of the boy's neck, slowly comforting the lost boy. Safe teenager.

Minghu rested his head on the mind examiner's chest, his regular heartbeat could be heard in his ears, and his mood gradually calmed down.

No one knew, the panic he felt when he woke up from his sleep and found that he had lost the trace of the inquisitor.

That adult can't use his spiritual power at this moment, if he meets an enemy, how can he protect himself?If something goes wrong with that grown-up...

The bloodstains on the ground flashed across his mind, and the cold light that someone tried his best to block for him flashed across.

He has lost too much, and he can't even lose the most important and important one.

"Lord, don't leave me," the young man murmured, "don't leave me, don't...leave me alone."

"Your Highness," feeling the slight trembling of the arms tightly encircling him, the interrogator undoubtedly heard the young man's murmur. Unmoved, he easily broke free from the boy's arm, stretched out his hand and gently lifted the boy's head buried in front of him, wrapped his warm palm around the boy's side face, and looked into those golden eyes.He slowly leaned forward, faced the suspicious eyes of the other party, kissed softly under the corner of the young man's lips, and the words lingered in the young man's ears, "His Royal Highness Minghu, I have always liked you very much Yes, so, please forgive me for not being able to leave you alone no matter what. The ends of the earth, blue sky and yellow spring, I will always take you with me.”

As if hearing some unexpected response, Minghu stiffened slightly, but quickly recovered in the next second.He raised his hand to cover the hand of the judge on his cheek, lowered his head and drew closer to the man, and gently kissed the man's lips under the watchful eyes of those blue eyes.The soft tip of the tongue lightly touched the opponent's lips, and the slight touch made the person open the last defense, allowing him to easily enter his soft mouth.

There is no fierce entanglement of lips and tongues, just gentle touch and temptation.

For some reason, the boy's mouth always had a fresh scent of grass and trees, and it was the same at this moment. The gentle touch made the examiner almost indulge in it several times.Fortunately, he still remembered the situation at this time, so he tilted his head slightly, and when he caught the obvious desire for more through the boy's expressionless face, he said immediately: "Your Highness, you still need to rest, I will go to fight Drink some water." After a moment of silence, he continued in a low voice: "Also, can you get up from me?"

Seeing that Minghu had put on the black inner garment that he had cleaned for him a little last night, and the god judge had put on his light blue outer robe, he finally breathed a sigh of relief after lighting the fire.

"His Royal Highness Minghu," the interrogator watched the young man drink the water from the bamboo joint intermittently, and said softly, "You seem to have something that you haven't had time to tell me, is it?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the judge saw Minghu's obviously stiff movements. He sighed in his heart, softened his voice, and continued, "You brought me here without a plan, right?"

Hit the nail on the head, nothing more.

"..." Hearing this, the young man only put down the bamboo joint, silently pulled out the blade and handed the handle to the other party, then looked up into the other party's eyes, and said in a low voice but firmly, "Lord, I have never had The idea of ​​hurting you, no matter what, only this, is absolute."

The judge covered the handle of the knife with his left hand, and gently stroked the first knuckle of the index finger and middle finger of his right hand over the glowing blade. Looking at the slightly trembling body of the young man, he slightly bent his mouth and said, "I can I don't believe in myself, but I can't help but believe in you, Your Highness Minghu."

"So, just say what you want to say, believe in this matter, and please leave it to me."

The silver-haired boy looked at the man smiling and saying this, and suddenly felt that there was no darkness in this world.