victory

"Hi... I'm really sorry to bother you without permission, but I see that you haven't been here for a long time, and I'm worried that something may be wrong with you." The young man stood some distance away from the hut, and politely greeted Joseph inside the hut .

He felt that a piece of sunshine had quietly shone in from a corner of his heart that had always been gloomy and cold. He had lived alone on this empty mountain for ten years, and he almost forgot even the emotion of anger. Suddenly, someone cared about him.

His emotions, which had been dormant for a long time, were slowly rolling.

He subconsciously softened his voice, and he didn't think it would be unreasonable for the young man to be so confident that he was in the room, because he is not a human being, "It's okay, I'm fine, thank you very much, please come in Come and sit down."

"Okay, thank you." The young man's voice was soft, he walked, his pants rubbed against each other and made a rustling sound.

Joseph struggled to gather up the messy quilt, endured the growing pains in his body and sat on the edge of the bed. Even though the spine he was repairing would be uncomfortable due to bending, he still didn't want to be rude.

"Excuse me." The young man pushed open the wooden door and walked in.

"No, it's me instead. Thank you for your generosity. My body is slowly recovering." He smiled, but his face was dripping with sweat.

The young man smiled back gently, but approached quietly.

"Your spine is regenerating, I hope you don't mind as I lay you flat."

He noticed Joseph's discomfort very carefully and considerately, and he didn't dislike his crippled, sweaty body.

When the young man's hand touched Joseph's shoulder, he seemed to be scalded. He looked at him incredulously, "You...don't you despise me..."

"Huh?" Hearing his question, the young man was a little puzzled, but he still helped him first, and put him gently on the bed. "Why do you hate it?"

"Because..." His eyes dodged a little, "You have also seen that my body...is so terrible...I am also very weak...It will disappoint people..."

"Then..." The young man thought for a while and asked, "Then, do you despise me?"

"Ah?" His evasive gaze froze, and he moved towards the handsome face of the young man. His golden hair was like flakes of wheat in a wheat field. When the wind blows gently, it will sway layers of joyful hair. Waves, but he actually mentioned the word disgust?

"No..." Joseph said, "You are joking, you are such a perfect person, no one will dislike you."

"Really?" The young man squatted down and was very close to Joseph. He felt uncomfortable, but for the first time he saw those lake-blue eyes clearly.

In addition to the tenderness he has always felt vaguely, what he sees is a layer of clear loneliness.

"I'm not what you think." He smiled gently, "My body is a monster, you know."

Then he suddenly realized that he could empathize with the suffering of young people, "Then you must have been living very hard these years... Have you been living in a cave alone? Or, like me, you moved away from a human village. What?" After he finished speaking, he realized that he had said too much, so he pursed his lips in annoyance.

The young man was still gentle, showing no sympathy or pity for the misfortune that Joseph inadvertently revealed, he said: "I have always been alone, living on this mountain..." Then his lake-blue eyes flashed, Swiping guilt, "Occasionally I will meet people, but I always do some bad things."

He fully understood the young man's emotions at the moment, and said worriedly: "Is it because human beings know the preciousness of your blood, so they want to catch you? That's why you said you did something bad? But that's okay, You are protecting yourself." But he suddenly thought of something, "But you said you have been living on this mountain, aren't you afraid that humans who know the special nature of your blood will unite to arrest you? Why are you...so...stupid ..." He said softly, but his tone was full of anxiety, he was worried for the young man.

On the contrary, the young man's expression suddenly became very uncomfortable, but it didn't look like it was caused by Joseph's words offending him, but rather shy, "You..." He actually stuttered, "You... this, this is What are you talking about...you are a queer man."

Joseph stared dumbfounded at the young man's face stained pink, and his squatting body stood up abruptly. He didn't understand...was he talking too much?So young people shouldn't be shy...

He opened his mouth nah, determined to let go of the topic that made the young man uneasy, he just pointed to the field outside, "Then there are radishes I planted outside, do you want to eat some?"

The young man's pale face finally returned to its previous color, he sniffled like an animal, then nodded and stepped out of the small wooden door.

Joseph stood up a little bit and looked from the window, but the young man sneezed immediately, and then quickly came to the wooden house again, closed the wooden door by the way, and took a breath.

"Sir, I'm so sorry, I smell carrots, but you also have a very strong smell here. I smell it and keep sneezing. I don't think I can go out and look for them today."

He looked at the young man suspiciously, "A very strong strange smell?"

He thought about it again, and suddenly remembered that when he went to the cave for the first time, when he passed the monster in front of him, he also sneezed twice, and that day...he seemed to be passing through the lavender field, wearing a heavy floral fragrance.

Does he not like the smell of lavender?

"Did you mean the smell of that purple flower field?"

The young man didn't need to look at it at all, and nodded helplessly while covering his nose, "Yes, I found you by following its smell."