blues paradox

Lan Tuo looked at the ivy wrapped around the window frame with fascination, and the emerald green leaves swayed against the wind. This always reminded him of the Rose Castle that was once located on the top of Wuxin Cliff, which was under the gorgeous sunset. Showcasing a charming and coquettish rose garden.

Maybe it wasn't flowers that he missed from the beginning, but the years with wild roses.There, Xiu taught him like a real father, and he finally got rid of the shackles that had entangled him for many years, and experienced the most dangerous and valuable Nirvana rebirth in his life.The broken life took a turning point at that moment. In the process of chasing freedom, the complicated emotions finally deteriorated little by little. The unruly wind was caught layer by layer by the nets that had already been laid, and fell into the golden lake. The vortex is beyond redemption.

"Son, what are you thinking about, or who are you thinking about?"

The gentle voice came to the ears with a tremor that was hard to see with the naked eye, and Lantiao reached out and brushed the broken hair on his forehead without a trace, so as to cover up the indelible longing and love in the green eyes.He lowered his eyes slightly to avoid Mei's probing gaze, and answered naturally, "Of course it's my father."

"A filial child."

Hearing Mei's admiration whether it was intentional or unintentional, Lan Tiao showed a self-deprecating smile, noncommittal.He has no intention of explaining his feelings to anyone, and he doesn't care about the slander and contempt others may have for this immoral relationship. This is a matter between him and Xiu, and no one is qualified to comment on it—even Mei.

Lan Tuo really wanted to know what Mei's identity was. After all, it was a miracle that a person without any magical power could survive in the devil world, not to mention that this person had a good life, and even had a good relationship with His Majesty the Demon King.

This person, Mei, exudes a kind of gentle and sacred aura, which makes people unable to stop trusting and relying on her. This is a terrifying existence for the greedy and selfish demons.Mozu people will not trust or even rely on anyone - even close lovers, relatives connected by blood.

But as long as Mei doesn't say this, he won't take the initiative to mention it.

It's not because of trusting Mei's god-like skin and temperament, but because he is willing to give part of his trust to those who have a good relationship with Xiu.Undoubtedly, as far as Mei can freely enter and exit Rose Castle, he does have a very close relationship with Xiu.

"I'm more interested in what your next itinerary is. I mean, are you willing to travel with me for a while?"

Except for a very small part of the reason why Blues would ask like this is out of etiquette, more of it is a sincere invitation.The tyrannical atmosphere of the devil world always erodes people's hearts unconsciously, and being with Mei can make people feel peaceful, as warm and comfortable as wandering in the deep blue ocean.Although being with Xiu can also achieve the same effect, but out of selfishness, what he feels more when getting along with Xiu is heartbeat and infatuation. There are layers of ripples, like snow lotus blooming in the cold morning wind.

"My honor." Almost without any hesitation, Mei's soft voice rang out in a timely manner the moment Blues' voice fell. Under the elegance, there was almost undetectable haste, as if she was worried that Blues would regret it.

In fact, although it was unbelievable, Mei's worries were not superfluous, because the blue tone had already begun to regret it as soon as she finished speaking.

Blues' next itinerary is to go to Shanghai as a contestant. It is inevitable that no one will try to kill him halfway to reduce competitors. Although Blues doesn't think that Mei, who has no magic power, has no means of self-protection, but let There is nothing he can do to get him into a dangerous situation because of this, even he himself is also very curious about what kind of support Mei has.

It may be unreasonable, but Mei is the only soft spot in his heart, which is the witness of his life breaking out of cocoon and turning into butterfly.But that's all, Lan Tiao is too aware of the greed and selfishness in his nature, if there is a conflict between Mei and Xiu one day, he will definitely kill this priest who makes him feel warm without hesitation.

With a wry smile faintly, Lan Tiao couldn't help laughing at himself in his heart. He was obviously just a half-toned Mozu, but he interpreted the inferiority of Mozu to the fullest, as if he was born with a kind of blood that was integrated into his flesh and blood. Instinctively.

As soon as he looked up, he met a pair of silver-gray eyes, as if the most beautiful pearls in the world were covered with dust. A thin layer of dust was like a ravine that could never be bridged, blocking the gorgeous reality beneath it.

The heart that had already belonged to others trembled slightly because of this, as if a bloodthirsty devil was participating in a feast of blood. The trembling mixed with inexplicable excitement and joy made the heart palpitate uncontrollably.

Lan Tuo quickly shifted his sight and landed on the window frame wrapped with vines again. The familiar dark green quickly restored his tranquility. After a while, he sighed softly and said, "You will regret it."

Trust me then, pamper me so much, you will regret it.

"Maybe."

The low voice seemed to reverberate around her ears. This was the first time that Mei did not speak in his characteristic gentle tone. The light voice actually had a sharp sense of contradiction, which was familiar yet creepy.

Suddenly, I felt that my heart was invaded by a sense of unreasonable irritability, as if there were thousands of ants gnawing and biting in the heart and lungs. It's like dancing on the tip of a knife, even if it doesn't move, it still hurts my heart.

Did this series of feelings come about because of Mei?joke!Lan Tuo thought it was unbelievable, would he be restless and fidgety because of Mei? !

Even if he is at a loss, his demeanor is still elegant and smooth, as if a bard is reciting an ancient ballad under the bright moonlight, which is pleasing to the eye.Regardless of Mei still sitting beside her, Lantiao subconsciously drives You Yan to wrap herself in it, and gradually disappears under Mei's meaningful gaze.

When he came back to his senses, Lan Tuo sadly found himself standing in that gorgeous palace again, the familiar long and elegant corridor, the familiar black jade pillars with intricate carvings, the familiar cold inorganic jade Floor... Outside the long corridor is the world of unchanging, wild and enchanting roses. The intertwined vines are like intertwined memories, dotted with traces of time.

Someone is wearing a white robe standing against the wind, and the wide sleeves are blown up by the passing evening wind, making a sound of hunting; the complex and familiar patterns woven by dark golden silk threads dance with the dancing of the sleeves, looming like some kind of secret The totem of the robe; the hem of the robe is hidden in the tall rose bushes, the seductive color and the blood-red clouds complement each other, just like the most gorgeous beauty in the world; the long silver hair winds into strange arcs in the wind, Unbelievably elegant, like a silver waterfall falling from the nine heavens.

Even just a back view is enough for Lan Tiao to recognize that person's identity. Besides His Highness Xiu, who else in this world can be so magnificent?

Maybe Mei is also one of them, but his holy and clean silver-gray eyes will never be stained with Xiu's evil charm.

Those golden eyes are like a vast sky, like a deep ocean, like a snake hidden in the Garden of Eden, carefully luring people into sinking.

Sinking, just watching myself sinking slowly as if falling into a swamp, unable to break free, and unwilling to break free.

Blue tune felt that his restless heart seemed to be redeemed at that moment, and he was as quiet and obedient as an obedient kitten.

Lan Tiao felt that he must be crazy, so he was bewitched by those eyes at the moment Xiu turned around, and couldn't help saying what he had just said not long ago, he said: "Father, would you like to walk with me for a while?" ?”

Suddenly realizing what he just said, Lantiao began to drag his long blond hair desperately, wishing to dig a hole and bury himself, regretting endlessly: Lantiao, Lantiao, has your brain been stepped on by a troll? !

Xiu obviously didn't expect that Lantiao would propose such a straightforward invitation, his figure froze slightly, but a doting smile clearly flashed across his bright golden eyes, just as Lantiao awkwardly abused his soft long hair When it came out, Xiu opened his mouth unexpectedly, his low voice was full of magnetism, and the slight trill revealed the hidden joy of his owner.

"With pleasure, my little tuner."

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