Ai Ye Yu Yu

fourteen.

The house is very empty, without much furniture, but it is full of watercolor and ink paintings that I don't know when and who painted them.

The painting is not good-looking, nor does it look realistic. It is probably copied from some photos, but the painter's skill is really not good, with three strokes and inappropriate shades. If some uninformed bystanders look at it, They must not understand what these things are and what they represent.

Even so, Lin can still recognize many of them at a glance - the cols, the bushes, the streamside, the treetops...

and old friends.

White leopards, black cats, gray rabbits, black mastiffs...the appearance of the latter is still vivid in my memory, but now I am afraid that their bones have been reduced to ashes.

Lin felt extremely uncomfortable.He cautiously approached a few steps, the moment his fingertips touched the painting, it was like revisiting the old scene, his conceit, his departure, created a self-righteous catastrophe, and achieved his unspeakable betrayal.

Lin looked at one by one, and gradually formed a complete story-in this story, there are black cats, mugwort leaves, high mountains, flowing water, sun and moon, and stars, but there is only one ending missing. The reason under all appearances.In this way, although it adds a bit of meaning, it loses a lot of truth.

He saw himself "throwing himself into the net", Ai Ye who was panicked when he realized it, and many threats and temptations from "Death in White", and finally became a very clean mountain.

Cause and effect, who is right and who is wrong, no one can say.

However, just as Lin was stunned, a voice woke him up like a thunder on the ground: "What are you doing?!"

Lin was so frightened that his hands trembled that he almost pulled down a painting.

Ai Ye's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and within a few steps, he grabbed Lin, fixed his eyes on him for a long time, then released him feebly, sighed, and said dejectedly: "...I don't know. "

Lin staggered a few steps and stood firm, looking up at Ai Ye, the eyes of the two met in the air, one was burning, the other looked sleepy.

"I don't know what these things are, but I don't seem to be angry that you saw them." Looking at each other for a long time, Ai Ye turned his gaze to the paintings, and said word by word as if relieved.

Lin looked at him, pretending to be all ears.

"Actually, I don't have normal human emotions." Ai Ye hooked the corners of her mouth mockingly, "I either feel irritable or lonely, and when it rains, I feel terribly sad... My heart is very empty, and I always think that I don't That's how it should be, as if there should be something else."

After speaking, he paused again, and said with a more self-deprecating tone: "It sounds very similar to you artificial humans, right?"

Lin didn't speak, but just quietly looked at the floor, a face hidden in the falling hair, so that no one could see clearly.

Ai Ye continued: "What appeared in these paintings was the mountain I took you to that day. At that time, you suddenly said you had a headache. At that time, I only thought it was Rhodes who said 'uncoordinated with the body'. After thinking about it, probably no."

Lin finally smiled, overflowing from his throat, but his voice was cold.

"Thinking about it now, many things are very wrong, or something is very wrong since I met you..." Ai Ye ignored the sneer, stared at the top of Lin's head, and his voice gradually cooled down, "Lin, see At that moment with you, I had some other emotions."

Lin raised his head slowly, and said more slowly: "Is it hatred?"

The eyes of the two met again, and the man's voice was very unpredictable: "Hate, unwillingness, love."

fifteen.

Hate, unwillingness, love.

After pondering for a while, Lin raised the corner of his mouth—as long as there is this last word, no matter how many other words there are before, he doesn't want to care about it anymore.

Ai Ye looked at him, looked at the thoughtful expression of the young man in front of him, and then saw him laughing lightly, as warm as ever.

However, the spring breeze blows over the already barren land, no matter how warm it is, it will not be able to grow new shoots after all.

"But I don't know why. It's like, I don't know who you used to be." The feeling of everyone waking up and me being drunk alone is very bad, Ai Ye frowned and said, "Lin, before this, did we ever get drunk?" Already recognize it?"

"Maybe." The young man lowered his eyes, his fine black hair once again concealed his face, "Lin once knew Ai Ye, and Ai Ye also knew Lin, but I don't know if that is who we are now. "

"What do you mean?" The man's face became ugly, he stepped forward and raised the boy's chin, looking straight into the boy's Zeng Qingrun eyes, trying to see some clues from it.

No.

There is no wave in the ancient well, a pool of stagnant water.

Just like the him he used to be, before he met number zero, he was dead and not like a living person.

"Ai Ye, don't you understand?" The young man rolled his eyes and said softly, "That Ai Ye, Lin, and that mountain are all dead."

"Then what about us? What are we!?" The man roared angrily. If he looked closely, even his pupils seemed to have changed, vertical and thin.

After shouting, he whispered again: "We standing here... are still alive."

"Yes...we are still alive." The boy suddenly opened his arms, embraced the man whose eyes were wide open due to shock, and buried his face in the latter's neck, so that the body temperature of each other could be clearly felt, and the pulsation of the blood vessels in the neck Hot and long, "So I said, I don't know."

I don’t know if it was the scorching sun that fell suddenly in the eternal day, or the aurora suddenly bloomed in the eternal night, but the sun and the moon are gone, the sky and the earth are gone, and the old world collapsed. Only the warmth in your arms is the only comfort for a lonely wandering soul .

Fortunately, there is still warmth.

Greed for each other's temperature is the only truth in this strangled life.

"What the hell is going on?" Ai Ye finally asked in a embracing posture, "Then why did I..."

"Ai Ye, have you ever heard a nursery rhyme about a human child?" Before the man finished speaking, Lin interrupted, "Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain..."

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Basically there are three more chapters to finish...