flower and big devil

For several days in a row, a thick dark cloud was always shrouded in the sky above Buddha Lomen, as if the real world was also infected with some strange disease by the fairyland in Luo Xiu's dream that could never welcome spring. The weather that warmed up was beaten back to its original shape, and the cloudy sky always fell with goose feathers and heavy snow at any time, and then stopped without warning after a while...

People have to take out the thick socks and quilts that have been washed and put into the deep part of the cabinet to be used again in the next year, and they have not seen the sound of the horseshoes of the carriages pulling firewood in the Buddha Lomon for several days in a row. It rang again in front of the courtyard gate...

The weather station tried to explain this strange phenomenon, saying that Germany was invaded by a cold current with a name that is not easy to remember, so the whole country will usher in the coldest and longest winter in 20 years. , The gentle sister of the weatherman did not forget to remind people to prepare psychologically and materially for this long winter in advance.

The cold weather isn't affecting people in this country in any way - and indeed, even the weather station itself doesn't seem to think it's a big deal, because if it's really serious, it's a big deal. On the contrary, it would not be announced in such a grand manner on the radio channel that everyone can listen to.

Everyone knows that the harsh winter will pass one day, and spring will come sooner or later.

So they don't panic about it.

That's the piss of being human—they'll always act as if they've won things they're sure of early on; Other emotions besides those annoying blind self-confidence, such as confusion, such as panic, such as long-term silence as if suffering from momentary aphasia.

Escape, this is a subconscious choice they made in response to uncontrollable developments.

... Such a person is talking about Luo Xiu.

He has all the common faults a human being can have.

...Oh, the so-called "human beings" here are the so-called "disgusting human beings" that Uzrok said.

The warm interior made the entire window misty, except for a small clear area that seemed to be wiped randomly by hand. The black-haired young man leaned against the cold window with his arms folded, his eyes downcast calmly. looking out the window.

In the icy and snowy world, nuns gathered in groups in front of the wagons parked in the front yard. With the help of workers, baskets of bread, flour and vegetables were removed from the wagons, and the bread was piled up in the frame into a On a small hill, every piece of bread is packed in edible paper bags. The nuns each have a basket, staggering on the ankle-deep snow, step by step towards the warehouse used to store food behind the main building. move.

The bread looked like it was freshly baked.

From such a distance, Luo Xiu also felt as if he smelled the smell of baking bread. He knew that this was of course his illusion—the black-haired young man reached out and touched his stomach, and found that the reason why he had such an illusion , it's just that he is hungry again because the calories are consumed too quickly in winter.

——Speaking of which, starvation might be one of the top crimes on the hated "human crimes".

…The worst part is that, just to eat, they are responsible for pulling them out again when they are full - which is bothersome and not elegant.

Thinking of this, the eyelashes of the black-haired young man leaning against the window trembled slightly, and then, without warning, he let out a chuckle, and the hot air brought back the clear vision area he wiped out. The fuzzy, black-haired young man straightened up a little, with an expression on his face that he thought something was extremely absurd, and walked away from the window without looking back.

The heavy curtains that had been hung aside were lowered again.

Covering the back of the tall and straight figure standing in front of the carriage and paying the check with the coachman who appeared under the window at this time, who did not know when.

Luo Xiu sat down opposite the old man who loved to play chess without haste. At this time, the chess board in front of him seemed to have just started. After the old man finished moving the black chess, Luo Xiu picked up a white chess The chess piece moved casually within the rules, and successfully captured a black chess piece.

The old man who loves to play chess doesn't seem to be surprised by this unexpected guest who suddenly joins the chess game.

He only thought for a moment after being eaten by a black chess piece, then picked up his own chess piece again, and hesitantly decided on the next step. The topic of relationship-

"Let me tell you, it's terribly cold."

The black-haired young man replied from the depths of his throat without raising his head.

The old man who loves to play chess raised his head and glanced at him, and continued: "In such a cold weather, I thought you would go to Master Uzrok's bedroom to keep warm, but after observing these days, I found that You stay in your room obediently every time the nuns make rounds at night, man, what's going on? Are you having a fight with Lord Uzrok?"

"..." It seemed that a certain name had finally touched a certain sensitive nerve of the black-haired young man who was lazily nestling on the sofa at this moment. He looked at the old man sitting across from him expressionlessly, "You also observe this kind of thing secretly. As an old man, do you want to gossip like this?"

"The elderly also have entertainment, so are you really having trouble with Master Uzrok?"

"..."

The black-haired young man was silent for a moment. After a few seconds, he seemed to suddenly lose interest in continuing to play chess. He threw the black knight caught in his fingertips casually, and then raised the corners of his lips as if mocking, and said slowly——

"I have nothing to do with him."

"Then how..."

"It's just a sudden decision that we won't communicate with each other forever."

"..."

Hearing such an astonishing answer, the old man who loves to play chess suddenly raised his eyelids and looked at the black-haired young man—however, he found that the latter looked unexpectedly calm at this moment, not angry or tired The old man was disappointed to find that the young man sitting in front of him was mean and calm, as if he was really as he said, but suddenly there was nothing Forebodingly decided not to have anything to do with Uzrok without any other reason.

The old man who loves to play chess was stunned for a moment, then he picked up the doll by his hand, touched the doll's head, and muttered to himself, "Ma'am, I am really old, and I suddenly found myself I can't understand the world of young people."

He hushes and chatters for a while.

When he raised his head, he realized that the black-haired young man who had been sitting on the sofa opposite him had disappeared, and only the traces of sitting on the sofa silently showed that there was indeed such a person just now. Sit there and talk to him.

At this moment, Luo Xiu had already left the warm common room alone, and walked a long way in the cold corridor.

He wandered aimlessly in the building of Buddha Lomon for a while, and in the process seriously thought about a question that he had been avoiding for so many days: if he hadn't been so wandering that day as he is now The purpose unconsciously took a walk and "scattered" to the door of Uzrok's office, and did not stand behind that door and listen to the words he should not have heard. Now, is he still kept in the dark and started He happily maintained the "only Uzrock is a good person in the whole world" that he had at the beginning... completely unrealistic and absurd.

There are only two results in front of him——

If he does not know the truth all the time, then although he may be stupid at this time, or even stupidly living in a false illusion, there is no doubt that under the illusion specially constructed and carefully maintained by others, his life will be stable and even happy.

Correspondingly, now that he knows the truth, he is no longer the stupid one, but unfortunately, after leaving the ranks of "stupid", he turned around and joined the team of "Fucking Happy".

Luo Xiu was somewhat conflicted.

Now he finally believes that a certain sentence that someone said before might be very correct: don't get to the bottom of some things. If you don't know the truth, you will be happier.

At this moment, standing alone in the empty corridor, with the cold wind blowing desolately, he is actually the best and living example of Ying Zheng's words.

He used to know nothing. He fantasized that he had parents who loved him but had to be separated from him because of the yin and yang. He fantasized that he was a righteous warrior who came to the madhouse to eradicate demons. The perfect man——At that time, his life was full of motivation to move forward. On the road to find the truth, he went forward without hesitation.

But now, he finally went all the way to the dark, killing all the way to the end of the road of pursuing the truth.

He happily opened the last treasure chest.

Then he found out that his mother was still alive, but he was very happy and didn't want to fuck him at all; he was not an incarnation of justice but a substitute for someone with a devil's name, maybe he was really a devil; the one he thought The perfect man was the same man as the worst man who had ever appeared in those nightmares from which he could not wake up.

And this man he deeply hates and loves, what he likes is his original identity as a devil, what is his name? ...Samael... As for "Luo Xiu", he is just an annoying passerby——

Originally, everything seemed to have nothing to do with him, but he had sex with this man in a dream as "Luo Xiu", and when he returned to reality, he still thought that they were two people from the beginning to the end, Even though they look the same, have the same voice, and even the size of the thing is shockingly similar, until he knew the truth, he still foolishly didn't have the slightest doubt about it, and he even felt guilty about it, almost semi-actively inviting The man did it again.

Then the whole thing seemed to have a little relationship with his "Luo Xiu".

As for how many...he couldn't say for sure.

Maybe it's the level of upgrading from a sideshow without a frontal camera to a passerby with a line or two.

...That is really only half a dime, no more.

that's all.

This beast-like outdated plot is probably enough for a Thai director to make a Thai drama with thousands of episodes.

………………Well?

and many more.

Something seems wrong?

Luo Xiu stopped walking, stretched his hands stiffly to hold the cold picture frame beside him, and suddenly discovered another hidden problem that he had almost ignored these days: If you think about it from the perspective of "size"... the one he I have never seen what kind of Tarot soldier looks like, and it might be quite suspicious.

His breath suddenly suffocated, and the black-haired young man who had suffered various blows quickly calmed down again, just thinking with a blank face: Damn.

At this moment, he only felt that his peaceful life for more than twenty years had suddenly been crushed by a pig.

Very sad.

Luo Xiu sighed deeply, and at this moment, he heard footsteps sounded from behind him - he was also very skilled in this plot, and waved his hand without raising his head: "Look at me For the sake of your son, don't bother me at this time, Alicia."

Luo Xiu's words fell.

Strangely, after he waited for a while, the person behind him did not speak.

He turned his head strangely, only to realize that the person standing behind him at this moment was not Alicia, but Uzrok—a tall man standing not far away from him, with a still on his shoulder. The melting snow, it was obvious that he had just hurried back from outside the castle because of something.

At this moment, the expression on the man's face was as gentle and patient as Luo Xiu's memory, but this kind of gentleness and patience now became a ferocious face in another sense in the eyes of the black-haired young man.

The corners of Luo Xiu's lips twitched. It was obvious that he had no choice but to turn around and jump out of the window at this moment, so he heard himself say in a calm voice, "Oh, Mr. Uzrock, good afternoon! .”

As soon as he said the words, he himself felt that the tone was too provocative.

This is not good.

After all, when it came to fighting, he was no match for the Tarot soldiers at all, and because he couldn't beat the Tarot soldiers, of course he couldn't beat the Duke of Darkness who was alone with the Tarot soldiers. Can't beat Uzrock either.

Tsk tsk, does this sentence sound like he has been filled with all kinds of men in his life?

Actually they are all one person.

It was as if he, Luo Xiu, had been played by so many people from the beginning to the end and lost all games, but looking at the overall situation, it was easy to find that in fact, his loss was only lost to such a person.

...Who made him fall in love with him at first sight in that year, that month, that day, under the tree in the madhouse.

Deserves it all.

Not worthy of sympathy.