communion

"Barely." Cantrella wiped his eyes vigorously, raising his eyebrows pretending to be evil, "It depends on your performance."

"Of order." César suddenly hugged Cantrella across his arms and said with a smile, "But now, it's time to send my little cutie home."

César just hugged Cantrella and jumped from the top of the tower without even spreading his wings. The strong airflow when he fell made Cantrella unable to open his eyes, but it inexplicably made him feel at ease.

"It's here." César's magnetic voice with a smile was close at hand, "Open your eyes."

The aircraft rented from the black market was parked directly in front of it.

"I'm going to launch the aircraft." César kissed Cantrera on the forehead, like treating fragile and precious porcelain.

"Wait a minute." Cantrella grabbed Cesar's sleeve, lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly.

"what happened?"

"I've decided to trust you." Cantrella whispered, "I'll trust you even if I can't remember."

"Yeah." César removed Cantrera's hand from his sleeve and held it carefully, "I will always be with you."

"Forever?" Cantrella froze for a moment, and then showed a wry smile.

Seeing the person who had just been coaxed show this distressing expression in a blink of an eye, César was a little uneasy, wishing to say the oath a thousand times again.

"Cesar." Cantrella didn't intend to give him a chance to speak, "I can't give you forever, I may die at any time."

"How is it possible?" César subconsciously grabbed Cantrera tightly, with a rare expression of nervousness.

"There are monsters parasitic in my body." Cantrella calmly unbuttoned his chest, revealing a large piece of chest. Under the suet-like skin, there were tentacles-like objects wriggling with his breathing, arching out under the skin The ups and downs are like a scene in a horror movie. "When my emotions are too strong, it will wake up. I go to the arena to suppress it and vent my emotions."

César was silent, and it took a long time before he said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

"What do you have to apologize for?" Cantrera smiled, "I should say I'm sorry—maybe today, maybe tomorrow, I won't be able to control it, turn into a monster, and leave you again."

"No." César put his palm on the place where Cantrella was parasitized by the monster, and the skin slowly calmed down, "Actually, it likes you very much and wants to protect you all the time, but it doesn't know what to do." How do you express it, and I am afraid that I will scare you by being too ugly."

"Stop coaxing me." Cantrella slapped César's hand, pretending to be relaxed, "But there is some reason, I was raped in the orphanage when I was seven years old, and it took that person Tear it up and eat it—so it seems like you are protecting me?"

César showed a struggling look.

"Are you afraid?" Cantrella accurately misinterpreted César's meaning, closed his eyes and tried to make his voice sound lighter, "Yes, it's hard to accept that a person who has been looking for so long becomes a monster Bar."

"No." César struggled even more, "I'm afraid it will be harder for you to accept."

"?" Cantrella was a little puzzled, "What are you talking about?"

"That little monster in your body." César smiled helplessly, "It's my heart."

"Your heart..." Cantrella frowned, although it sounded too incredible, Cantrella subconsciously thought that what Cesare said was the truth—a fact that he had forgotten, Cantrella tried hard Looking back, I can only vaguely see a few fragmented scenes - he lay bloody and bloody in César's arms, helplessly watching César shed blood and tears, tear open his chest, and put something into his heart stuffed in the void of...

The strong smell of blood and despair engulfed Cantrella. He tried desperately to recall his death but in vain. Different from the slight discomfort when recovering his memory the previous few times, the sharp pain that could tear the soul swept across at a certain moment. Cantrella, who immediately fell into a coma.

César stepped forward to catch Cantrella when he lost consciousness. In just 10 minutes, he hugged the person he was thinking about again and again, but this time he could only sigh slowly, "I shouldn't have I told you so early." Wiping the blood spilling from the corner of Cantrella's mouth with pity, César took off his coat, wrapped Cantrella into a cocoon and stuffed it into the cockpit, and started the aircraft to fly down to the city.

"Cantrella, wake up." César pinched Cantrella's flushed cheeks covered by his coat.

Cantrella let out a series of dissatisfied moans, unconsciously buried his face in Cesar's palm, his eyelashes brushed against Cesar's palm, and even made his heart feel as if a feather had been streaked by it.

"I'll explain the matter about the heart tomorrow." César chose to compromise, and carried him to Lilim's residence without waking Cantrella up.

Cantrella, who was half unconscious and half asleep, was so obedient as he is now. When he felt César's embrace, he hugged him softly and buried his face in his neck.

"Little bastard." César laughed dumbly, "It's become so cute now, I'm afraid they'll chase me away when I wake up."

Cantrella grinds his teeth in Cesare's neck.

César's breath was stagnant, and he pinched Cantrella's waist while taking advantage of the danger, and said to himself, "I'll take care of you when you remember everything." César's tone was affectionate, But it is as dangerous as the devil's whisper, with hints of temptation, the meaning of "cleaning up" is self-evident.

I don’t know how many years have passed since then, and César was finally able to hold Cantrella—the “living” Cantrella with a warm body and steady breathing, walking comfortably in the night. At this moment, César could only He wanted to never let go, but unfortunately, the reality didn't want him to get what he wanted.

A few blocks away from Lilim's house, César could smell the stench of the next generation that made him hate boil.

"Cantrella, wake up." César's voice cooled down, "The next generation is planted in the lower city."

"Secondary species?" Cantrera showed signs of awakening, and the word rolled around in his mouth, quickly waking him up, "What?"

"The culprit who killed you." César said in his heart, but he didn't dare to increase the load on Cantrella's brain, so he could only ambiguously explain the next generation as a ferocious monster.

"Monster?" Cantrella looked puzzled, "It sounds very difficult to deal with, do you have a weapon?"

"No, but it doesn't matter, I can protect you."

"That being said." Cantrella cleared his throat with a little embarrassment, "How about you put me down first? Otherwise, you might not be able to make a move..."

César reluctantly let go of Cantrella, frowning his handsome eyebrows, his face was full of unhappiness, until Cantrella took out two daggers from his secret pocket, and gave them to him without hesitation. After giving him a hand, César calmed down a little.

Seeing the boyish side of this man who could only scare him a few days ago, Cantrella secretly smiled—not only trusting him now, but also seeming to like this guy a little bit, although he thought so in his heart However, Cantrella still braced himself to deal with the monster that César said at any time.

It’s just that the road was clean, not to mention monsters, and I didn’t even see a single thug who appeared frequently in the past. Seeing that home was close at hand, Cantrella secretly heaved a sigh of relief—then he was choked by the strong smell of blood Vomit.

"Monsters"—to be precise, the broken corpses of monsters, just a few steps away from Lilim's gate, even though they were in a mess, Cantrella could still see some of their features—the outline It is roughly similar to a human being, about three times the size of a human being. One body is covered with hands on both sides, and the other two are densely covered with eyes—even Cantrella, who has seen many strange scenes in the arena, was also killed. Disgusting.

"I hope Lilim is okay." Cantrella opened the door covering her mouth.

"She must be fine." César heard two female voices chatting happily in the room, "She probably killed these three."

"Is Lilim so powerful?"

"You'll know later." César laughed dangerously, "But there's another girl in the room who is more powerful than her."