Bird: K of Green

Yellow soup, but Suku poured it out with just one sip.Zi also drank a lot.

At four o'clock in the morning, the stream was analyzing data, and the room was pitch black, only the display screen was brightly lit.The screen moves up and down with the flowing eyeballs, and the page may stop when a certain table or line chart appears, and then a series of symbols and numbers may pop up along the cursor.

Focus on the flow of work, and your expressions will be a little richer than usual.Sometimes his mouth is pursed slightly, sometimes into a line, on which page his brows will be furrowed, and on which page he will relax. Occasionally, he will show a proud smile like a child who guessed the puzzle correctly.In short, it was a lively face, not as lively as him in a state of confinement.

Zi lay on the tatami with her arms on her side, a slender figure, a beautiful leopard crawling in the dark night.Zi woke up for a while, unwilling to speak, squinting his eyes and admiring his king from bottom to top.He could see Liu's pupils changing from lake blue to gray-green in the pitch black with fluorescent light, constantly changing color and luster, and his expression was vivid and lively.

Zi felt that this stream was more beautiful than usual, more like the stream flying freely on the battlefield.It's like filling a pale pencil drawing with strong color, like letting a white flower be stained with blood, in Zixin, Liu is the god of war.

Violet first met Ryu about nine years ago.When he followed Sanwa Yiyan to accept the task of the King of Gold, they ran into the end of the king's battle.

Two swords of Damocles are hanging in the air, one of which is emerald green and has a strange shape. Although it has a sword body, it looks more like a cold pendulum made of mechanical gears as a whole.Violet sees for the first time.

There are many legends about the Green King, and Zi has heard a lot. He likes the strong, so he looks forward to it with enthusiasm.

But before he and his master arrived at the scene, the confrontation over there was over.Suddenly the master yelled for him to get out of the way, and in the next second, a group of crackling green electricity whizzed past Zi's body, and for a moment he subconsciously looked to the side, only one-tenth of a second, Zi was sure of that person Also looked at him.Surrounded by high-intensity electric current, she has different pupils and a palm-sized face.

One, one child?

Sanlun came over without saying a word, worried whether the apprentice was hurt or not.Zi asked: "My lord, is that the green king?" Then the golden king came out surrounded by the rabbit guards. "No need to chase," said the old man at the top of the power.

The King of Gold was obviously unwilling to mention this matter to anyone, and of course he would not ask again in front of his face.But on the way back, Zi still confirmed to her master, "The one just now is the King of Green, so the King of Green came to challenge the supreme kingship alone?"

Miwa said with a smile, "That's right." He lowered his hat a little.

"What is this, down and up?" Zi pushed the hair from his sideburns behind his ears, "Isn't the green king very strong?"

Miwa raised her chin without saying a word, "Well, it's better than your master and me."

"Actually, I saw the face, it looks very young."

"Well, the child is still 16 years old, and the power of the king has nothing to do with age. He has been awakened for seven years." Miwa said, and then happily added, "Well, thinking that the child is still alive, it really hurts." Alright, I don’t know what Lord Guochanglu thinks. I just hope that child will stop doing strange things in the future.”

"What happened in the past?——The matter of the former Red King?" Zi asked, "What will happen in the future?"

"Who knows." Miwa walked forward with his hands behind his back and smiled, reciting his haiku, "The gods fight alone, why should they die? When the power dies, the body dies first."

Liu slowly closed his eyes tiredly.He tilted his neck, his breathing became slow and long, and he gradually fell asleep.This process is like a silent film coming to an end. At the end of the whole play, even the hair ends tend to be static.

Zi remembered Master's haiku.

He stood up, watched quietly for a while, then got up and walked over, leaning over to cover Liu, if there was light hitting them at this time, it would definitely form a shadow similar to a hug.He moved forward gently, and forward, until his lips reached the nape of Liu's neck.He kissed a piece of naked skin there, in an environment where there was almost no light, it was as pale as a faint morning glow.

Only when Liu fell asleep, Zi would do this. With her moist lips pressed against Liu's cold neck, she climbed up along the hairline and stopped behind her ears.

Violet wasn't sure if the person she kissed could feel him in the past, but this time, Liu opened his eyes.The tip of the purple nose is sticking to Liu's right earlobe.

Zi, who found that he woke up, didn't panic, and returned to the right position in the same posture just now, looking at Liu quietly.It's really hard for them to see each other completely at night, only the communication of eyes is clear and direct.Liu's eyes were as calm as before the wind blows, without any waves.

"You did it on purpose?" Zi opened his mouth, still maintaining his usual style of teasing, with a rising sound at the end.

"No." Flowing back with a short statement, there was a deep pool of water in his eyes.

Zi held his face in his hands, feeling more and more that those eyes were bottomless.

"You've always known that you've always been in control, haven't you?"

"Yes, I know, but I don't understand." The voice was as cool as a pond in winter.

Zi sighed, "Xiao Liu, you are always so naughty." And how long have I admired you like this?He hugged Liu.

"What are you going to do?" Liu asked.

Zi unbuttoned Liu's straitjacket from behind, took it off and threw it aside, and put Liu back in the wheelchair.In this situation, it was more difficult for Liu to sit upright. He couldn't support his body without anything restraining him, and he was very tired.

"purple?"

Violet hugged him.

"Just for a while," Zi said, "let me hug you for a while."

Liu blinked, and rested her chin on Shi's right shoulder.He didn't understand why Zi did this. He knew that Zi wanted to know more and get closer to himself, and he could methodically prepare the answers Zi needed for each step, but he didn't understand why Zi wanted to.

You already have my king power, and I promise to give you a beautiful world, what else do you want?

Three minutes later, Zi got up, knelt down on one knee, picked up Liu's left hand, and kissed the back of it slowly.

A very pious kiss.

"Liu," Zi stared into Liu's eyes, and jumped into the pool of water, "I give all my love to you."

--Love?

Love...Liu chewed the words in Zi's mouth.

like.The word never seemed to come to his mind.In other words, at an age when he was too late to touch this paradise, he lost some of his functions and fell into the abyss, and when he woke up again, he had no time to think about everything related to this, because he knew every minute of his breathing Every second has to pay the price, so there is no time to take care of things other than ideals in life.

Liu didn't know that the reason why human beings can change, apart from the ethereal ideals, actually also needs real love from the heart.Just as he could never know the story of the Dresden Stone even if he studied it thoroughly.He didn't know that that slate not only condensed the ideals of Adolf K. Weizmann, but also poured the deep love of that sister.

"Love..." Liu repeated the word, weighing its weight, trying to draw a definite conclusion from Zi's words, and finally he said, "You love me."

Purple put both hands around Ryu's left hand.

you love me.But that's the only thing I can't give.

Zi spread out Liu's palms, buried her head in a light and delicate kiss.He was smiling, his eyes were crooked and his eyelashes were trembling.

Yu Shao Shen Zi is a genius, geniuses are suffering, because they not only have to pursue things that conform to their own aesthetics, but also learn to adapt to everything around them that is not beautiful, or even one day, they need to compromise with themselves, or say goodbye to those who are contrary.Therefore, the growth process of purple is not like a rose blooming, but like a butterfly shedding its cocoon.

A butterfly may still be full of longing for the world before it leaves the cocoon, but the pain after leaving the cocoon has already lowered the beauty of the world.Violet admits that he is bored with much of the world right now, and unable to feel genuine joy in it.

And behind Zi's few ecstasies, there is always someone he loves deeply.

If his life is cut in two, he will grow quietly and rapidly in the first half of his life under the soft light of Mr. Yiyan, and in the second half of his life, he will be attracted by the flowing world and be willing to be a courtier, in order to bloom in the stalks and veins. In the jungle, he draws nourishment from Liu and expresses deep love and expectation to Liu.If he had to assign a word to describe each, he said it would be "reminiscence" and "taboo".

A long time ago, in a spring, the earth was born, and all things were born and thrived.Gou Lang was catching bugs in the yard, and San Lu Yi Yan sat on the porch drinking and writing.Zi poured wine for the master, and the master beckoned Gou Lang to his side.

Sanlun said: "Today, at the beginning of spring, I want to test your calligraphy. What kind of life do you want? You might as well write it down in words."

Ziti pen wrote "Hua" without any hesitation.

Gou Lang scratched his head and wrote the words "positive" and "straight" crookedly.

Sanlun commented one by one with a smile: "Well, Zi, the strokes are smooth and unrestrained, with muscles and bones, not bad, but the ending is too carefree."

When it was the apprentice's turn, the good master looked at the child first, seeing that he was really nervous, and decided to comfort him first and then guide him.

"As for Gou Lang, the rhyme of the pen is correct. Although it is not yet formed, it is a material that can be made, which means that you will grow into a good boy who is honest and kind in the future." He rubbed Gou Lang's head while talking.

Zi's ​​expression was changing slightly, and some long-held thoughts slowly fermented in his heart, bubbling.I don't know if Sanwa knows it or not.

"What does the word me symbolize to Master Yiyan?" Zi asked.

"Well, as far as I'm concerned, it's the courtyard, the wine, the potluck."

"It really fits your sex