Fantasy City Doujin: Fragments

The door slammed softly.

Ying Kongshi walked in, turned around and closed the door.

He stopped for a while, turned his eyes to the hospital bed, and saw Yan Da still lying on the bed sullenly.She never opened her mouth to complain about him, but she just stared at the window lonely and quietly.

No matter how domineering she is, and gradually becoming like the Yan Da who whipped whips in the past, after all, she is not what she was back then.She has already learned to restrain herself, so sometimes, she is cold and quiet like a beauty from another world.

Ying Kongshi inhaled lightly, and walked slowly to the bedside.He looked down at the little doll in his palm, and held it - it was brought back from his brother just now.He called her in a low voice, "Yanda."

Yanda turned her head, she looked at him slightly annoyed and surprised.

"What's the matter? Aren't you angry and left?"

——A little thing, just keep silent.

Ying Kongshi pursed his lips and did not explain.He just sat down and handed her the small object lying in his palm.

At first Yanda squinted her eyes and didn't see clearly, her gaze paused for a while, then she suddenly sat up from the bed, her face beaming with joy.

"That's it—where did you find it? Did you go to the red bus?"

Ying Kong was slightly startled, and he replied in a low voice, "Yes."

Yanda held it in her hands and looked at it intently for a while, then stretched out her fingers to trim the puppet's hair, looking very precious.But she stopped to take a sneak peek at Ying Kong Shi, and then cleared her throat in embarrassment.

"Cough," she deliberately coughed a few times to divert Ying Kongshi's attention, and stuffed the palm-sized white doll back under the pillow behind her.

"Thank you. How do you know it's mine?"

Ying Kongshi turned his eyes away and didn't speak.

——Except for you, who would use the spiritual power of the Fire Nation to do this?

Then there was a short silence.The two of them were thinking about something.

Yan Da raised her head suddenly and said, "Ying Kong Shi, don't worry—"

Before she finished speaking, her voice gradually weakened, and then her eyes sank.In such a lonely mortal world, there is almost nothing around Ying Kongshi, and she will never leave him alone...

"Yanda, I don't worry." Qing Leng replied lightly.

Um?Yanda frowned, she raised her eyes and wondered, what does this guy's tone... mean?

Those big clear eyes slanted over, and Ying Kongshi stared at them.Then he said softly, "Yanda, I'm sorry." Raising his eyebrows slightly, he was very serious, "From now on, you can do whatever you want."

Yanda stared at him with a question mark in her eyes and remained silent.

Sakura Kongshi sighed.

"I mean, I've thought about it. What you want to settle with the Flame Lord, as well as your Fire Clan's affairs," he calmly looked at her, and said directly, "You can go there yourself."

Yanda opened her eyes wide, and slowly sat up on her knees in disbelief. "So, you also agree with me to practice spiritual power?"

"Hmm." He nodded.

The next second, she frowned slightly, and then her snow-white face seemed to be illuminated with golden brilliance, as bright as the morning sun!

With a face full of joy, she leaned over to Ying Kong Shi and wrapped her arms around him.

"I knew it, you won't refuse!"

Ying Kongshi subconsciously raised his hand to hug her, his eyes flickered with unexplainable sadness, which was not seen by Yanda.

After a while, Yanda got up from his arms. She looked at his calm face, curled her red lips, and asked, "What are you looking at? Isn't this princess pretty?"

Ying Kongshi pursed his lips and smiled, and answered half teasingly, "You are the prettiest, I have said it many times."

On the contrary, Yanda couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.Seeing the calm appearance of the other party, she stretched out her hand unwilling to admit defeat, and made a movement that was very familiar to both of them - she pulled the clothes on Ying Kongshi's chest like Huanshi pulling Yunfei's belt.Ying Kongshi approached her unexpectedly, and subconsciously dodged slightly backwards to maintain his balance.Seeing that his expression was as she expected, Yanda tilted her head and smiled triumphantly.

Ying Kongshi's eyes stopped on her face.

When he was Yunfei when he was young, he also challenged her with his unconvinced eyes. Such eyes seemed to understand each other, like a secretly exciting competition.Her ambiguous approach was a light and shadow he could not refuse.

After that...every step he takes, he loses some.No identity, no brother, no only good friend.Those who try their best to maintain are like quicksand.Until he has nothing, everything around him will continue to pass away, even more empty than nothing...

His brown eyes flickered slightly, returning to his senses.

She raised her head, her eyes were wide open, and her eyes were still shining, waiting to see him distracted.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand in pity, and hugged her gently.Yanda straightened her neck, curled her arms and leaned against his chest very obediently.

"Ying Kongshi, your soul is gone."

cold sweat.I'm still pissed off.

He frowned, lowered his head and kissed her lips with a bit of complaint.

The touch was soft and warm, and seemed to be mixed with her unrequited joy.

Yanda, what are you happy about?Huanxi was finally convinced day by day that he could show his freedom again, break free from the imprint of the misery of the fantasy world, and break free from the oppressive shackles of being a puppet for 2000 years——

He frowned, hugged her tightly and kissed her deeper.However, the images he had seen before flashed back over and over again in his mind, and she in the images seemed to merge with the one in front of him: when he saw Wang Bai's hand stretching out to her, the look of humiliation in her eyes, seeing When the Flame Lord suddenly appeared, her body couldn't help trembling...

He subconsciously clenched her body tightly, Yanda let out a soft snort.

Hearing this, he let go of his hand, stopped kissing, gently embraced her, and leaned her face against his shoulder.

"Ying Kongshi?" She gasped and whispered in his ear.

His eyes flickered again.

She was the first female warrior of the Fire Clan, and she was powerless to resist being treated like this.And such a proud princess used to run to the river and yell when she was wronged.Now, she doesn't say anything, she just silently looks out the window.

"Yanda, you have to remember, you never owe anyone." He replied in a low voice, as if he was talking to himself. "You don't owe the Fire Clan, and you don't owe me."

Yanda raised her head following his voice, and the corners of her lips slowly rose.

"Sakura Kongshi, thank you."

She once asked him for the word "thank you", and she gradually realized that it was also what she should say to him.

Ying Kongshi looked down at her when he heard the sound, his gaze fell gently, he tilted his head, his expression was pure and untainted.

Since when, the minutes and seconds of her presence by his side made his body slowly filled with light, which could make every moment he had gradually real and dazzling, like meeting the sun.

But after hundreds of millions of years, the light is so weak, like real fireworks, it seems that it will disperse at any time and turn into a cloud of red mist.

"Ying Kongshi?" Yan Da frowned and raised her red lips, "What's wrong with you?"

Stretching out his hand and touching her cheek lightly with the back of his finger, he whispered, "It's nothing."

Then he took a deep breath, and his gentle gaze shone on her face like stars, "Yanda, I want to take you somewhere."

"Where?" She raised her eyebrows and couldn't help being curious.

Ying Kongshi pursed his lips and smiled calmly, he stretched out his hand and waved it lightly in front of Yanda's eyes, "Close your eyes first."

Yanda only felt his palm slowly passing by in her sight, turned her head to look at him suspiciously, and closed her eyes as she said.

Ying Kongshi frowned slightly and looked at her, she was sitting in front of him with her face upturned without any defense, she was pale and pretty, like a delicate doll.He slowly stretched out his hand, stopped in front of her, swung his palm sideways, and her body was weakly tilted to the side, Ying Kongshi had already stretched out his hand to catch her body.

She fell asleep.He gently picked her up and put her back on the bed.

When Yanda regained consciousness, she found herself standing in a familiar snow-white palace wearing the red dress of the Fire Princess.

She raised her head and looked around in surprise, when she turned her head, she saw a flash of white light, and Ying Kongshi fell to the ground with her back turned to her.White clothes and white hair, still dressed as the Ice Prince, turned around, and he showed her a faint and pure smile.

"Yanda, I'm sorry. I brought you to Phantom Sky again."

Yanda's eyes widened, and she took a closer look to the left and right, "Ying Kongshi, is this your dream? Did you bring me into a dream?"

Ying Kongshi didn't answer, and walked slowly a few steps across from her.

Red clothes and black hair, white clothes and white hair, the two figures quietly confronted each other.They are still in the original fantasy world, time seems to return to the past years, but for some reason, it seems to be more real and reliable than the previous fantasy world.Outside the window, there is still hidden gunpowder smoke from the Ice and Fire War, and in the dying snow, unknown secret news is also churning with the wind.Everything looks the same, but feels different.

Yanda frowned for a moment, "Then why did you bring me here?"

Ying Kongshi said in a low voice, "Because..." He paused, "Because, this place can help you not shy away from your child's affairs, and practice spiritual power—" When he said that, he remembered those fragments in his mind, and frowned, The fists beside him were clenched.

"and also--"

Before he finished speaking, Yanda raised her eyes and smiled, stepped back, pulled out her whip and swung at him abruptly.

"good idea!"

Ying Kong Shi didn't keep his house, and didn't even hide, Yanda hit his chest with a whip, and with a snap, he took a step back in pain, and immediately raised his hand to hold her whip.

Yanda was startled, she put down her whip and ran to him, stretched out her hand to caress his wound,

"Sakura Kongshi?"

Ying Kongshi looked at her with a complicated expression. He put his hands across his shoulders and held the end of the whip, and suddenly his arm trembled.Yanda followed this pull and took a step forward, and was already hooked between his arms by his outstretched hand.

The ice-like blue eyes flashed with eyes full of complicated emotions and desire to get close.

Fear, pain; despair, hope; joy, pity...

He lowered his head and pressed his lips against her, kissing her more deeply than in his dream.Yanda also closed her eyes to respond to his tender request like melting snow.It seems that he doesn't need any more words, she knows what he wants and why he wants...

No matter how much time there is, no matter how far into the future, how can we reach the present, and a moment of devotion is something that can be touched.

"Yanda..." He held her head up, barely seeing anything through his misty eyes, and called her in a low voice, and then found her red lips.

Because I need this moment, and this moment is mine.I am Yunfei, I am Ying Kongshi, I am Little Sword Spirit, I am Li Tianjin, and I am Ma Tianci.It is the lonely god who met you and himself.It is a God who meets again and again, meets again, and meets again, who is willing to linger to death and never let go...

that's me.it's me.Sakura Kong Shi.