Twilight War

02

Dinner is beef tomato soup, which has been stewed for a long time, and the beef is stewed just right.

After finally eating the first meal of rice after coming to Xilu, Zichen felt that his whole life was complete.

"Brother can cook Donghuang's dishes?" Zichen asked.

"Learned recently, last time I saw that you didn't like the food of Xilu very much." Wihipel said.

"Then brother can make Yangchun noodles?"

"No." Wischpel shook his head, "What? Do you like it?"

"It's okay, it's just that I haven't eaten for a long time, so I'm thinking about it." Zichen said, "I remember that the only meal my mother cooked for me was noodles, longevity noodles for my ninth birthday. But where is she? I know how to do it, so a bowl of longevity noodles is cooked intermittently."

"Whenever I learn it, I'll do it for you." Wihipel looked at Zichen and said.

After eating, Zichen went to the bathroom to take a shower, and Wischpel sat on the bed and read a book. The mist in the bathroom blurred the transparent glass and only the slender figure of the boy could be seen. The sound of water hitting the tiled floor Clear and distant.

After the boy finished washing, he opened the door of the bathroom, and used a white towel to wipe his wet short black hair indiscriminately.

Walking towards the bed, shaking his hair like a puppy that just fell into the water, remembering that Vehipel was sitting next to him, he looked at Vehipel a little apologetically. "Brother, I really didn't mean it! I was used to it in the dormitory before."

"Come here," Vehipel said.

Zichen slowly walked up to Wisipel, Wisipel took a look at him, picked up the white towel in his hand, let Zichen sit between his legs, and then wiped the towel little by little. Teenager's half-wet hair.

The almost cold fragrance of the god-favored flowers lingered on the tip of Zichen's nose.It is an aura that can make people feel completely at ease, but it seems to make people even more confused and infatuated, and even more excited...

After drying the boy's hair, Wihipel stroked the boy's hair.

He looked at the black tattoo on Zichen's shoulder blade, and traced the outline of the tattoo with his fingers, "What is this?"

He saw it when he changed Zichen's dressing last time. The tattoo looked like a bird about to fly, resting quietly on the boy's shoulder bones, and it seemed to spread its wings to fly as the boy brushed his hair. Same.

"Divine Phoenix."

Zichen didn't care too much and said, "It's my blessing. My uncle is a fortune teller. He said that I ordered the phoenix, and if the phoenix sees it, the world will be safe."

"However, I can't believe my uncle's words. He also said that I have attracted many love affairs in my life, and I have a lot of love debts. As a result, I was sent to the temple when I was five years old and stayed there until I was 13 years old. Don't talk about love affairs, just see It’s not easy being a woman.”

Wisipel couldn't help chuckling, "That means you were bald when you were young?"

"Shouldn't you care if I'm doing well in the temple?"

"Well, how were you doing when you were bald in the temple?"

"Why do you pay so much attention to my bald head!" Zichen looked at Vehipel angrily.

"It's nothing, it's just fun to think about."

"The only bad thing about being in the temple is that you can't eat meat, but the vegetarian food in the temple is actually delicious." Zichen said with a smile.

"En." Wischpel hugged Zichen from behind and listened quietly.

Zichen couldn't stop talking about eating, from the zongzi candies sold on Jinling Street to the sweet potatoes baked for him by an old beggar when he was living on the street.

And Vehipel just hugged him quietly.

Asgard's summer is very quiet, you can hear the cicadas outside the window.

"Can I call you Xiaohuangniao in the future?" Vihipel said suddenly.

"Huh?" Zichen was stunned.

"is it not OK?"

Zichen lowered his head and didn't speak for a long time. After holding back for a long time, he said, "No, it's just that no one else calls me that."

Wisipel smiled softly, and the faint scent of divine flowers enveloped Zichen, "But, you are the only one who calls me brother."

When he went to sleep at night, it might be because he slept too much during the day, and Zichen lay on the bed with his eyes open and couldn't fall asleep.

Wisper woke up in the middle of the night and found that Zichen was staring at the ceiling with his eyes open.

"What? Can't sleep?"

Zichen said sadly, "I want to eat zongzi candy."

"But zongzi candy should only be available in Donghuang." Vehipel said helplessly.

"I can't sleep because I can't eat zongzi candy." Zichen sighed, "How about reading a storybook to me bro."

"There are no storybooks here," Wischpel said.

"But I found it on the bookshelf today." Zichen took out a book from under the pillow and pushed it in front of Wisipel, "Brother, read it to me."

"No, I won't read it." Wihipel glanced at it and refused bluntly.

Zichen lowered his eyes and looked at Wischpel and shouted in a low voice:

"elder brother……"

02

Huang Xuanjin parked Scarlet under the black tower, then opened the car door and ran up the steps in a panic.

He tore off his red military jacket, and while wearing a white shirt, he turned on the cold water switch in the bathroom. The icy liquid soaked the white shirt, and he fell into the white porcelain bathtub almost exhausted.

The scarlet blood slowly spread from his palm into the icy water, the shards of the absinthe glass slipped from his palm, and he breathed heavily.

Those hallucinations have been following him like a shadow on Mount Doom, and he can only stay awake temporarily by holding the fragment.

He seemed to see those, those lingering hallucinations again, they were like insects and ants rooted in his bone marrow, and they were about to come out and bite him from time to time.

Blood spread on the chest of the white military uniform, so everything was stained red with blood, even his eyelids seemed to be soaked in blood, the whole world was nothing but red, and everything else was almost hopelessly white.

He saw the man's eyes, as cold as icebergs stained red with blood.

Niflheim's thousand-year-old iceberg collapsed, and the entire world was destroyed.

The woman in red dances on the vast sea.

Everything is chaotic and disorderly, like a bloody and cruel blade.

"What did you see?" He saw Isabel sitting in front of him and said, her delicate face was like white porcelain.

"... hallucination." The cold water in the bathtub overflowed over Huangxuan Jin's chest.

"What hallucination?" Isabel asked.

Huang Xuanjin hooked down the white medicine bottle randomly placed on the cabinet with his hand, and he shook it lightly, as if it was running out.He twisted the bottle to open it, then shook the white bottle lightly, and poured the white pills into his palm.

one slice.two slices.

"Blood. Icebergs. Women."

three slices.four slices.

"...and you."

Isabel in front of her disappeared into the air in an instant, and there was only a cold wall in front of her.

Hallucinations, hallucinations...

The blood is flowing across the icy coastline, the sinking giant ship, everything is chaotic.

But he saw a long, long time ago after countless hallucinations. At that time, they could still lie peacefully and tenderly on the same bed, and he could still listen to that person reading a book softly with a pleasant voice. on the story.

—You know, when you feel sad, you like to watch the sunset...

Vehipel's voice is like absinthe, it is a kind of psychedelic almost cold.

At that time, he was still too young to understand anything, and he couldn't hear the sadness wrapped in the fairy tale shell of that story.

Huang Xuanjin looked at the white pill in his hand, and he seemed to hear the violin that Vehipel played in the depths of the Golden Palace that day again, desperate, low and sad.Disorderly and disturbing, as if it might just disappear at any moment.

It was as sinful and psychedelic as absinthe.

— "One day," you said, "I saw 44 sunsets."

He is willing to go back in time like this, just to lie next to him again and steal those little warmth and beauty.

The warm yellow light shone on and off on the bronze paper, and Wischpel's pale gold eyelashes were slightly smudged by the light from below.

He seemed to see that person again, that person was playing the violin with cold eyes, and the white shirt was meticulously buttoned to the top.

He slowly raised his head to look at Huangxuan Jin, his eyes were as cold as icebergs stained red with blood.

Huang Xuanjin tilted his head and smiled, with a bit of sinful evil, but also a little childish, "Brother, we meet again."

He slowly tilted his palm, and all the white pills fell into the cold water.

"What are you doing here? Are you here to tell me a bedtime story?" Huang Xuanjin looked at Vehipel and said. "Don't worry, I won't fall asleep after hearing half of it now."

"Actually, I watched it many times later, otherwise I would have listened to you." Huang Xuanjin continued.

Huangxuan Jin stood up from the icy liquid with some trembling.As soon as he stood up, he felt dizzy and wanted to fall down.The person behind him suddenly caught him, and Huang Xuanjin turned to look at the person behind him, "It's the first time I dreamed of you moving. You used to stand there coldly..."

"It's as cold as freezing."

Wisipel was still reading softly, halfway through the reading he found no movement around him, so he turned his head to look.In the flickering light, the boy's clean and delicate side face was like jade, it was obvious that he had been asleep for a long time.

He laughed dumbly, and gently smoothed the boy's slightly raised hair with his fingers.Then slowly lowered his head and kissed the boy's hair.Pious as a ritual.

The almost bewildered voice was as confusing as a flying butterfly, Huang Xuanjin fell on the bed, the wound on his palm opened again, staining the bed sheet red.And he watched the hallucinated person in front of him slowly lower his head, kissing the end of his hair...

03

It was dawn when Huangxuan Jin woke up again, he propped his upper body up from the bed, and his wet shirt had already been taken off.

He felt that maybe he had hallucinations too many times, so his memory would be a little messed up.

After all, he really couldn't remember when he took off his wet shirt.Those hallucinations appeared almost two years ago, and Isabel said that it was because he is now the common host of Chi You Kuangxue and Yashacao.

And now he is like raising two wild beasts in his body that feed on his flesh and blood.

They would fight over his body as a battleground for his flesh, which would affect his nervous system.

Those hallucinations used to only appear in the middle of the night, but now those hallucinations have gradually begun to invade every corner of his life.

Sometimes, when taking the rail car, he would see countless ants climbing onto the rail car, and the dense black slowly occupied the rail car.

The ants climbed up the side of the rail and gradually spread to the top of the rail car, so he watched quietly as the ants engulfed everything like a tide.

But he knew that only he could see those ants, and the others were still just reading newspapers in the shaking carriage.

And in the middle of the night, when he was rummaging through the refrigerator for food, he would see a monster sitting on a chair in the corner, devouring everything silently.

It looked stupid, kind of ugly, not very flattering.

Sometimes Huang Xuanjin would take out yogurt from the refrigerator and hand it to him, asking him if he wanted it.

Sometimes the monster would raise its head to look at him dully, and then continue to lower its head and chew quietly.

There was nothing sad about being rejected by Huangxuanjin, so he leaned against the wall and drank yogurt with him in the middle of the night. Thinking back, he seemed to have seen this monster on the rail car last time.

At that time, the monster was sitting diagonally across from him, counting ants with its head lowered and awkwardly.

After breakfast, Huang Xuanjin hung the quilt on the balcony.

The morning sun was very comfortable, a rare sunny day in Wellings.

There were two rocking chairs on the balcony. When I bought it, the boss said that the second one could be discounted, so he bought two.It was only after I bought it that I remembered that buying two was of no use.

So most of the time he was just lying on the rocking chair and rocking slowly, while the other rocking chair was quietly empty in the sun.

The big white dog ran over, and Huangxuanjin named it Xiao Peizi. Although Isabel laughed at it many times, Huangxuanjin had no intention of changing it.

Seeing Xiao Peizi running over, he raised his upper body, Xiao Peizi jumped directly onto the rocking chair, and he rested his head in Xiaopeizi's hair.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the feeling of reading a book on Wisipel's waist.

Huang Xuanjin shook his head, trying to ignore this feeling.

But the more I don't want to think about it, the more various pictures start to emerge.

He remembered that a long time ago, Vichypel was lying on the bed and reading a book, with an unbelievably beautiful waistline, slightly raised shoulders, thin and attractive shoulder blades under the white shirt, and then a sunken waist.

He half-jokingly lay his pillow on Vichypel's waist, Vichypel looked back at him and smiled, and he also looked at Vichypel like a child.

For a whole afternoon, the two of them just lay on the bed and read books together. They didn't do anything or even talk to each other. They just read books on the same bed.

Huang Xuanjin suddenly felt a little pain in his heart, he shouldn't continue thinking about it.

He has a stomach problem, but when he wakes up in the morning, he is so thirsty that he drinks cold water directly. Wihipel will dry half a glass of water before he wakes up, and add another half glass of hot water when he wakes up.

He has always been very picky about fruits, as long as the first bite is not sweet enough, he will never take a second bite.And the fruits that Vesper picks every time are delicious, especially the oranges, which are both sweet and sour, and even the color is the one he likes.

He would first make a cross on the orange with a knife, and then peel the flesh completely and hand it to him.The orange-red leather set off Vichypel's slender and beautiful fingers, which looked amazing.

He always looked at Vichypel's action of peeling oranges and remembered that poem - "A knife is like water, Wu Yan beats snow, and a slender hand breaks a new orange."He just thought in a daze, the ancients did not deceive me.

When he lived with Vihipel, he always thought that the oranges in Asgard were like this, beautiful in color and delicious.At that time, he was very envious of the people of Asgard.

He later drove the Scarlet for eight hours, from Corinth to Asgard.Only then did he realize that it wasn't true.

At that time, people passing by all looked at the boy in the red military uniform, and saw him standing in the middle of the road holding an orange that had been marked with a cross and peeled off.

The young man's expression was neither sad nor happy, just like the orange he tasted just now, without bitterness but without any taste.Like a calm and deep river.

——It turns out that’s not the case.

He thought lightly.

Huang Xuanjin covered his eyes with his hands, as if a huge and turbulent river was blocked at the position of his heart, but that river was blocked there, and there was no way to unblock it.

He always thinks of a lot in every inadvertent moment.At first, it was just a little bit, like a small crack on a huge iceberg, but the gap gradually spread, and the ice cubes slowly fell.

Then the huge glaciers began to shatter and collapse, the ancient ice sheet collapsed, and the whole world was swallowed by the influx of sea water.

The streets of Asgard were noisy and people were coming and going, but when he seemed to be standing at the end of the world, he looked at these people coldly.

Everyone can only see the calm surface of the ice, but they cannot see the black seawater under the ice surface that can swallow the whole world...

Getting along with Vichypel is like lying in the sun at the perfect temperature in the morning, even the wind is soft.

He will take care of everything meticulously and patiently. The clothes are hung up in a certain order. The drawer on the left of the closet is clean underwear, and the drawer on the right is washed socks.

The oranges have to be cut into a beautiful cross with a knife, and the books on the bookshelf are arranged according to their categories.

But he won't blame you for accidentally spilling the orange juice on the ground, or for messing up the types of books.It just tells you what to do over and over again, and then sighs almost helplessly and gently,——you.

Huang Xuanjin couldn't help laughing at this thought, well, although sometimes he still thinks his brother is too annoying.

At that time, Vichypel would take the trouble to tell him that after warming the milk, he must remember to take it out immediately, don’t always read the book and forget it, it’s already cold by the time it’s taken out, let alone warm it up again because of dislike Trouble and drink cold directly.Socks must be washed on the same day, otherwise one day you will find that there is no clean pair.

At that time, he always felt that Vichypel was too annoying. Anyway, with his brother around, it didn't matter if he didn't learn these things?

— Anyway, we will always be together.

Everything is the most common thing, so everything is even more cruel, so cruel that it almost swallows him whole.

So it is him every moment, no matter what you do, you can think of him.

Thinking about how he would think about taking out the warm milk on time, thinking about his cold and psychedelic voice, even longer, before everything.

In the Genesis Library, he smiled silently in the silhouette against the light.

Thinking of him smiling softly in the twilight, so he crossed the maze of the moon and lost the tower in the fog.

Huang Xuanjin lightly pressed the position on his chest, bastard, it hurt me so much.

As I said, if you hurt me again, I won't want you.