Boyfriend came back from infinite flow

At that time, I was ignorant.But he still vaguely understood that he jumped down because he wanted to find the previous child.

So I guide him.

There was only one road ahead of him.After walking like this for a while, I listened to his breathing and went to see him again.

There was still light about him.It is not real light, not enough to illuminate any darkness, but a cleanness from the soul.

He probably also felt tired and tired.But if you grit your teeth, you can always hold on.

So I push him lightly, trying to ease him up.But he didn't expect that this move would scare him.

"Who?"

He turned around abruptly, with a large amount of light overflowing from his palm, and looked to the place behind him.

He had seen me and didn't know it was me.

I watched his brows slightly furrowed, and saw the confusion on his face.By the end, he was talking to himself, but I couldn't even understand him.

In the end he kept going.

This time, I was more careful not to approach him.

He took five ten ten breaths, and found the dusty kid.

After this, he put the child on his back and walked back.

I realized that he was leaving.I wanted to stop him, and thought of his previous vigilance.

So, I have another mood.

sad.

I am sad and sorry.

I followed him and returned to the gap.He still doesn't need my help, just read something, and a step made of light appears in front of him.He walked up step by step, and I went with him to see the sweat on his forehead, the redness of his cheeks, and the intensification of his breathing.

I suddenly remembered: there are people who came with them outside the cave.

So I looked out.

They are there, just watching.

I thought: So, they are gray.

"Whoa, whoa... whoa."

He is panting.

Carrying someone his own age on his back seemed to wear him out.

His forehead hair was sticky with sweat, and his legs began to tremble.

I walked around him in a circle, thinking of a way.

I don't touch him or push him, but push the child on his back.

It did seem to help him.

He was stunned for a moment, looking left and right.Of course, still nothing.

His lips trembled, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and moved forward.

Even with my help, it was still difficult for him along the way.So much so that after half of his body stuck out of the hole and sent the gray child out, the steps under his feet disappeared.

I kept watching, and at this point, I stepped forward and supported him.

I was apprehensive, thinking that if he didn't bow his head, he probably wouldn't notice.

But after he left smoothly, under the moonlight, he actually looked at me, smiled at me, and said a word.

It took me a long time to realize that he said "thank you" to me.

This is the second time I saw him.

Then, it was the third time.

He was alone, sneaked up, moved the rock, and yelled at me.

Not only that, he leaned in with half of his body and waved at me.

I hesitated and leaned forward to touch him lightly.

He was stunned.

Seeing him like this, I started to regret it.But after that, he suddenly laughed and spoke to me again.

I do not understand.

He doesn't know that I don't understand.

I watched him sit up first, then stretch out his feet and sit on the edge of the hole.Such a scene made me feel a little worried, and I thought of the time when the light-condensed steps disappeared under his feet.

So I held him up again, trying to keep him from falling.

More smiles on his face.I looked at him and saw the wind blowing outside, blowing his hair.

There was a layer of light and shadow on his face, and a ray of light overflowed like a palm, illuminating me.

I feel pain.This time, I flinched.

He seemed to have noticed something, quickly retracted the light, and then touched me gently and carefully.

It took me a while to be sure: it felt "pleasant" to be touched by him.

Of course, I didn't understand these two words at the time.What must be said is only compared with when being stung.One side is good and the other side is bad.

He laughed again.This time, he fell in very reassuringly and boldly, and rolled on top of me.

I was worried about him and didn't know how to tell him.

For a long time, we have been in a state of chicken and duck talking.

Fortunately, he finally found this out.

At this time, it was already the second summer.

He solemnly took out the parchment scroll from the temple, faced the words on it, and taught me to "speak".

I didn't know what I was or what I was capable of.He taught me, and I really took my time and learned in a human way.

It's really hard, but it's very relaxing and happy to be with him.

He lay on me, pointed to the clouds in the sky, birds, and a butterfly flying by the entrance of the cave, and told me what they were and how to read them.

During this process, there were still people entering the cave continuously.

I was disturbed and he was frightened.

When he figured out what was going on, he looked surprised, rubbed me, and asked, "So you summoned them?"

This sentence is still difficult for me.

So he took the extra time to get me to the point.After I finally figured it out, I stumbled and told him: No.

I don't know why they come.

He looked puzzled by the answer.I saw his brows furrowed, and I knew it was not a happy expression.So I asked him again why he was unhappy.

He hugged me and told me that there is a tradition in the kingdom.

By the time I figured out what he was talking about, it was already dark.

At this time, someone killed another person in front of him.

He was frightened again.

When I sent him away, I felt very worried, afraid that he would not come back in the future.

He looked at me with a complicated expression.But in the end, when I wanted to touch him, he smiled at me, held out his finger, and clicked with me.

So I relaxed and watched him bring the rocks, cover the hole, and leave.

I thought it would be a long time before he came back.But unexpectedly, he came over the next day.

He seemed very guilty, hugged me again, and told me patiently: He has verified that the people who came here have hurt others before.

"It's not your fault, they're damned," he said.

I don't understand what's the difference here.

But when he relaxes, I relax too.

I took him and shuttled through the cave together.We listened to the sound of the water, and watched the light shine from his palm—we had tried repeatedly, and we already knew what to do so that I would not be stung.

Fluorescent light permeates the cave, illuminating the stalactites that have been silent for thousands of years, and also illuminating the rushing water below.

He watched this scene, and said slowly, in the kingdom, a grand fireworks ceremony was held.He really wanted to share the beauty of the time with me, but unfortunately I couldn't see it.So, he tried to remember that moment and copied the picture to me.

I still don't understand.

But, I could see the way he looked at me when he said all this was very, very tender.

It seemed like no matter what I did to him, he would nod.

I wrapped myself around him and asked him, "Who are you with...to watch these—"

He listened attentively, and replied with a smile: "And other people in the temple."

I thought about it and realized that it was the group of dusty children.To him, the group of kids were brothers and sisters, each one the same.

But I am different.

I firmly believe this.

After the Yingguang gradually faded, he lay back and pillowed on me.

He didn't speak for a long, long time.I leaned closer to him, thinking hard, and suddenly remembered: Those who enter the cave will also have such a time.

Humans are always like this.

But, to be honest, I used to feel that he was not one of the "human beings".

Thinking about these, I have new confusion.

I listened to the sound of his breathing, and slowly put these confusions behind me.

At this time, it has been many years since we first met.

In my eyes, he hasn't changed at all.Always clean and bright, standing there can illuminate everything around you.

So much so that I often have to think: why do I not feel pain when I approach him in a normal way?

It was only later that I found the answer to this question.

It's not that he won't make me hurt, it's just that the pain he gives me is so deep and intense that it makes me almost die.

But that's after all.

At that time, I just approached him and looked at him.

I suddenly realized: In fact, he still has a lot of differences.

He is taller and has longer hair that reaches down to his calves.

When she fell asleep like this, there was a bit of sharp indifference between her brows and eyes, unlike before, which was always soft.

His breathing was very steady, and as I listened and listened, I felt my consciousness also drop.

Falling into the darkness, listening to the endless sound of water.

He has grown up.

After taking over the role of temple priest, he came to me a lot less often.

At this time, I already understood what "time" is, and knew how to use the human calendar to measure time.

He probably didn't even think about it when he taught me this.Someday in the future, I will complain about him with what he has shown me.

I wrapped around his body and asked him why he hadn't come.

He leaned on me, hooked his fingers around me, and suddenly said, "Slow down... itchy."

The last sound was so soft and so seductive.

I looked at him again, and saw a little red from the tip of his eyes.

I was confused and didn't know what happened to him.

I asked him directly, but he didn't want to talk to me.

This led to the first conflict between me and him.

After he left, I was angry at first, thinking that he should not come again in the future.

But the moment the thought came out, I regretted it and hurriedly corrected it: He still has to come, he must come.He said "itch" and told me to "slow down".Well, then I'll go a little harder and go slower—in this way, he probably won't be unhappy anymore.