blues paradox

There was no light in the dark room, and the thick dark green curtain blocked all the light, only a few dim magic crystals suspended in mid-air emitted a faint halo, reflecting layers upon layers of windless nature. The bed curtain was raised, and occasionally there were a few suppressed groans and some obscene sounds, and there was a faint scent of musk in the air.

After a long time, the groaning gradually stopped, and Lantiao found a comfortable position in Xiu's arms, not paying too much attention to the downward trend of the man's hands massaging his waist, he calmed down slightly Gasping for breath, he said casually, "Xiu, do you still remember... what day is today?"

The young man's voice has a kind of lazy and hoarse after love affairs, lazily like a cat basking in the sun and waiting for someone to caress, he covers his lips and chuckles without any trace, his phoenix eyes are slightly raised, and his voice is slightly dull It reverberated in the air: "December 177, 12 in the Momo calendar, if I remember correctly." Xiu fondly rubbed his little golden head lying on his chest, and his golden eyes were slightly half closed. His eyes resembled a deep and peaceful ocean, so sharp that they seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts. He asked softly, "Why, could it be that today is still an important day? I don't remember this hall."

"Oh, it's not particularly important." Lan Tuo innocently touched the tip of his nose, leaned forward and kissed the corner of Xiu's lips, and there was a rare evil in his smile, and he looked directly into Xiu's eyes, " How should I put it? To paraphrase the words of the firebird that ended up miserable, 'This day is destined to be the beginning of all fate'."

As soon as the words fell, Lan Tuo was sensitive to the fact that the hands around her waist were slightly drawn back, and the man's evil and dangerous voice sounded in her ears, "You, want to go back?"

"It's not what I think, it's inevitable."

Lan Tiao sighed, unknowingly, he has come to this ancient demon world for ten years, I don't know whether it is luck or misfortune, the rumors that he and the emperor of the demon world are partners have been spread in the demon world ten years ago, and the two have been in tacit understanding for many years It gradually became true in getting along with each other.In fact, he really didn't want to leave Xiu. He often wondered, if he didn't leave, would Xiu not have to wait for him for so many years, and would not have to experience the loneliness that made him feel distressed?

But he can't!

He doesn't belong to this time and space, his body is gradually weakening, not the kind of weakening of physiological functions visible to the naked eye, but a passing of vitality that he can clearly feel, if this continues, he may not have much time, Even if there is Xiu, the emperor of the demon world with profound and vast magic power, delivering magic power to him every day to save his life, how many more days can he last?

Blues has never realized so clearly like now: he must go back, leave Xiu, and return to the time and space that belongs to him!Whether he wants to or not...

For the first time, Lan Tiao felt that there might really be such a thing as fate in the world. When facing it, no one was left with deep powerlessness, even the greatest creator god in the world.

Lan Tuo grabbed Xiu's hand, and slowly inserted five fingers into the other's fingers, interlocking his fingers. He raised his head slightly, and looked straight into the depths of those bright golden eyes. The sadness and guilt, but more of the firmness and determination of putting everything in one's hands, he murmured like he was talking to himself, "Hey, Xiu, I'm like this... am I... very selfish?"

Clearly knowing that going back thousands of years is just a blink of an eye for himself, but it is almost endless waiting and loneliness for Xiu. Although he feels distressed, this distress is not enough to change his decision : What he wants is eternity, a lifetime of companionship and fetters, not that kind of fireworks-like gorgeous but short-lived moment.He wanted to stand with this man who was holding him in an almost eternal posture—even if they had to be separated for thousands of years before that.But this kind of separation is unilaterally unfair. To him, he doesn't feel the pain of that kind of separation at all, so... maybe he is really selfish...

"Well, you still have some self-knowledge." Xiu nodded approvingly, looked at the blond kitten with his head drooping in an instant with a pitiful face with interest, and rubbed the top of his hair amusedly.

"I made mistakes, and I'm about to make mistakes again, and I'll never repent!" Lan Tiao flattened his mouth and looked at Xiu with some grievances, but his green eyes were filled with a rascal look of "what can you do to me".

"Then let's go." Xiu raised his right hand and snapped his fingers. Two sets of neatly folded clothes and an ink-colored cloak appeared beside the bed in an instant. Xiu sat up and dressed the blues one by one. It was as if he hadn't seen the boy's bewildered look of being absent at all.

It wasn't until the two of them got dressed, and Xiu thoughtfully fastened the cloak straps for Lan Tuo, that Lan Tuo recovered from Xiu's sudden change of subject, a bad premonition arose in his heart, and he frowned slightly, "Go where?"

"You didn't mean to continue to make mistakes, so where else can you go?" Repairing the folds of Blues' sleeves, said with a natural face: "Naturally, I want to see the so-called 'beginning of the wheel of fate'."

"You..." Lan Tuo's body froze for a moment, he really couldn't tell from Xiu's flat tone whether the other party was angry, so he could only lower his head, and occasionally raised his head cautiously to peek at Xiu, with an expression on his face. Innocent wronged.

"I'm not angry." Looking at Lantiao's appearance, Xiu Hao shook his head with a smile, raised his index finger and tapped Lantiao's head, leaned over and whispered in Lantiao's ear, "Silly boy! It's not just you... It's the expectation For what is eternal, so is this hall.”

Lan Tiao was shocked, and suddenly raised his head to look straight at Xiu. His emerald green eyes, like a clear pool, contained all kinds of indescribable emotions, which were complicated but also very simple.

Sometimes, "I want to be with you" is far more exciting than "I love you".

Some words, even if you have heard them countless times, will still be as shocking and palpitating as when you heard them for the first time.

Xiu took Lan Tiao out of the teleportation array, looked around, and it seemed that he was not far from Phoenix Valley, "Are you sure Xiao Tiao is here?"

"Not sure." Blues blinked innocently, with a hint of cunning flashing across his eyes, "However, history has inertia. If fate is really doomed, then no matter where we stay, we will always meet to his."

Xiu paused with a slight smile on his lips, and then continued nonchalantly: "Believe me, if we continue to stay in Fengmo Mountain, we will never meet him."

"Hehe, that's exactly what you said." Lan Tuo tugged at her hair, "However, that also means that I..."

Blues suddenly stopped here, what does it mean?die?The death of the demons is the dissipation of the soul, so compared to humans, the demons may be more afraid of death or maybe, at least Lan Tiao is afraid at the moment, or from the moment he saw Mei falling from the lofty platform. , he began to be afraid, afraid that he would die one day, afraid that he would not be able to accompany that person until eternity.

"That can't mean anything." Xiu tilted his head slightly and looked straight at Lantiao seriously, his eyes were slightly gloomy and gloomy, his voice was very soft, like a soft feather brushing by, without leaving the slightest trace, But it is very solemn, as if making an oath, "You will not die, this hall can even create the world, let alone keep your life."

"Actually, I don't believe that the gods who created the world are omnipotent, but..." Lan Tuo stuck out her tongue playfully, "I always believe in you."

Xiu's eyes darkened, he smiled softly, pampered Lan Tuo's head, leaned over and kissed the corners of his eyes, he liked the eyes of the boy, like a lake filled with morning mist in winter, clear but not simple, deep But it is not gloomy, as beautiful as a shiny turquoise.

Suddenly, a slightly cowardly but not hesitant voice came from behind, "Good day, my honorable lord."

Lan Tiao and Xiu looked back at the same time, and there were several gorgeously dressed young men standing not far behind them. The one who was talking was a handsome man standing in the middle of the group, and the others around him seemed very surprised He would actually strike up a conversation. After all, the demons are not a united and friendly group. Generally speaking, no one would take the initiative to talk to strangers except for provocation.

Lan Tiao and Xiu looked at each other, and they both saw such a message in each other's eyes: It seems that this guy is the young master of the Phoenix Valley.

Seeing that Xiu didn't answer, the man obviously didn't give up easily, he bit his lip, and asked again: "Excuse me, can we travel with you?"

The blue line was instantly black, and he finally understood why he always had a weird feeling when that person was talking, first "this" and then "you", this is simply used to address only one person, blue is depressed : Feelings The young master of the Phoenix Valley wrote all the truth in his diary, did he really not see me at the beginning? !According to his diary, the first time he became aware of my existence was...five days later? !

Blues looked at Xiu innocently, and whispered in his ear in disbelief, "Is that why I have no sense of existence?"

Xiu tilted his head gloatingly, covered his lips and chuckled, "Maybe."