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Gong Jiu came to a hidden cave.

This is the scarecrow's secret base, full of the atmosphere of the scarecrow - cold, gloomy, and frightening.

But Gong Jiu seemed not to feel this uncomfortable atmosphere, and walked leisurely in the cave.

He knew that the Scarecrow had probably left, and the Scarecrow didn't want to see him, so he always avoided him.But he didn't care.

He is still willing to spend a lot of time, energy and money to find news about the Scarecrow.Even if you just find an empty and abandoned cave in the end, it doesn't matter.

As long as the scarecrow once stayed here, breathing the air here, and distributing his fear gas here, Gong Jiu couldn't help breathing fast.

Fear gas, what a genius idea.

Even the fear in people's hearts can be controlled at will, and he can play with it wantonly. He is indeed a scarecrow that can make him dream.

Gong Jiu was thinking like this, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

"Are you waiting for me?" Gong Jiu looked at the scarecrow standing there in surprise, his eyes were slightly bright, and he unconsciously revealed a look of surprise, "You finally stopped avoiding me..."

Gong Jiu habitually walked quickly towards the direction of the scarecrow, and when he was about to touch him, he stopped suddenly, as if afraid of scaring him away, and whispered: "Am I dreaming?"

Immediately afterwards, Gong Jiu said again: "Even if it is a dream, I am very happy to be able to dream of you."

"You always avoid me, but I miss you every day and want to see you every day."

The scarecrow stared at Gong Jiu and said coldly, "Are you not afraid that I will kill you?"

Although the scarecrow threatened in this way, his hands did not move.

Hearing this, Gong Jiu pursed her lips and smiled shyly, like a shy and timid little girl, her white jade cheeks were also smeared with a faint blush, as if the scarecrow was not threatening coldly at this moment. She wanted to kill him, but she was lovingly revealing her heart and pouring out her love words to him.

"Do you want to kill me?" Gong Jiurou said, "If I can die by your hands, it will be much happier than living for a long time without seeing you. Why would I not want to?"

The Scarecrow listened noncommittally to Gong Jiu's rambling sweet talk, sneered, and asked, "Don't you care about your own life or death at all?"

"As long as you are human, how can you not care about your own life or death?" Gong Jiu was very frank, "I am also human, so of course I would care."

"But I care about you more."

"Whether it's life or death, a person's life is nothing more than this."

"People who know me say that I am a very patient person. If I hadn't met you, no matter how boring the day was, I could always get through it."

"But I met you."

"It's like a person who has never been out of the desert all his life suddenly sees the sea. Maybe he can't quench his thirst or save his life, but that doesn't matter. The sea is a scenery that people in the desert have never seen before."

"The reason why the deep sea can make people fearful and longing is because it is unknown, always unpredictable, always full of thrills and excitement, and people never know what will happen in the next second, so Always look forward to it.”

"You are like the deep sea, I can't fathom it."

Gong Jiu stared at the scarecrow's stitched hood without blinking, his eyes focused, as if he wanted to see the scarecrow's face through that layer of hood: "That's why I long for you."

"I want to look at you, I want to see the world in your eyes."

The scarecrow was stunned, as if touched, but sarcastically said: "The world in my eyes? What is the difference between the world in my eyes and the world in your eyes? Didn't you find it? In fact, you are more like a scarecrow than me, although you have been silent all the time. Standing there quietly, watching the world come and go, but my heart is always empty."

"You are right, you are a scarecrow, and I am a hollow man. Look, how much you know me, only you..." Gong Jiu suddenly had the illusion that his whole body was cut open. He looked at the scarecrow with eyes With a strange light flashing, his breathing became short of breath, "...Only you can understand me."

"Besides, you don't really bother me that much, do you?"

Gong Jiu stared at the scarecrow, pressing her step by step: "Why are you avoiding me? Why don't you take a good look at me?"

Immediately afterwards, he softened his tone: "Or let me see you, let me see your appearance, okay?"

This move of retreating into advance was really played by him.

Thinking of this, the scarecrow suddenly chuckled, pulled off the hood, and threw it aside casually. His dark brown curly hair was a little messy, but he didn't care, and looked at Gong Jiu calmly.

The Scarecrow said nothing, asked nothing, said nothing, asked nothing.Just because he already understood what Gong Jiu wanted to find from him.

Gong Jiu stared obsessively at the scarecrow's rather indifferent blue-gray eyes until he found his own clearly visible reflection from the bottom of his eyes.

At that moment, a long-lost feeling emerged in Gong Jiu's heart, as if he was far away from the hustle and bustle of the world and sank into the bottom of the sea alone. Clinging to every inch of his skin, then entangled and hugged him tightly, it was obviously so cold, yet extraordinarily gentle.

At a certain moment, Gong Jiu suddenly had a strange idea: he seemed to be wandering in the sea at the moment, and a lonely whale that was regarded as a different kind like him was watching him quietly, just like watching his own whale on the sea surface. reflection.

They are so different, yet so similar.

When Gong Jiu looked at the scarecrow, the scarecrow also looked at Gong Jiu.

He was rarely full of patience, and there was even a bit of warmth in his usually indifferent blue-gray eyes. He looked at Gong Jiu as if he was looking at a star that was about to be plucked by himself.

"You..." Gong Jiu's voice trembled slightly.

The scarecrow laughed, and suddenly stretched out his hand to wrap around Gong Jiu's waist, tightly pulled him into his arms, leaned into his ear, and teased in a low voice: "Don't you want to see me yourself? Why are you crying? Could it be that my face is really unsightly? Did it scare you?"

It was only then that Gong Jiu realized that he had shed tears at some point. He subconsciously wanted to refute, but he didn't know what to say: "I..."

The scarecrow stretched out his hand to wipe away Gong Jiu's tears, but found that the more he wiped away, he couldn't help but lightly sneered, and said with a teaser, "What? Did you really scare you? Do you want me to sing a little song to coax you?"

Hearing this, Gong Jiu also laughed, he smiled childishly, tears were still shining at the end of his slightly red eyes, he looked pitiful and cute.

Even though the scarecrow knew that this person was neither pitiful nor cute, he still shook his head unconsciously.

Gong Jiu keenly captured the moment when the scarecrow lost his mind, and his heart was moved. He stretched his arms and hooked the scarecrow's neck and pulled it down. He said: "I didn't know that you are so versatile. Since you can sing ditty songs, why don't you sing a song to coax me? You know it, I am easy to coax."

The scarecrow took a breath, and his heartbeat seemed to slow down a beat, but his face remained calm: "I have never coaxed you before, how do I know if you are well coaxed? What should I do if I can't coax you well?"

Gong Jiu grabbed the scarecrow's shoulders, wrapped her long legs tightly around the scarecrow's waist, hung on the scarecrow's body, tentatively bit the scarecrow's ears, gritted her teeth, and asked vaguely Said: "Then are you coaxing or not?"

The scarecrow cooperated with Gong Jiu's movements, and the right hand around Gong Jiu's waist moved down slightly, supporting Gong Jiu, and allowed Gong Jiu to bite his ear with a conniving attitude. Hearing this, he hooked his lips and gently He smiled and said, "Coax."

Hearing this, Gong Jiu stopped his movements, turned his head and stared at the scarecrow straightly, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips lightly, smiling like a cat stealing fish.

The eyes of the scarecrow were slightly dark, and to the ears of the palace, he sang a beautiful poem from another world: "... inthisValleyOFDYINGSTARS/InthishollowValley/Thisbrokenjawofourostkedoms/Inthislastofmee tingplaces/wegropetogether ... Astheperpetualstar/Multifoliatorose/OFDEATH'STWILIGHTKINGOM/TheHOPEONLY/ Ofemptymen..."*

"...in this valley where the stars are dying/in this hollow valley/in our lost and shattered kingdom/in this last meeting/we grope together . . . /The Eternal Star/The Hollow Man's/Only Hope...』*

The scarecrow deliberately lowered his voice, rather than singing ditties to coax people, it would be better to talk to his lover. The slightly weird exotic accent in the past is full of charm at this moment, very romantic and very provocative.

Gong Jiu snuggled into the scarecrow's arms and listened quietly. After the scarecrow finished singing, she asked softly, "Where is this ballad? I don't think I've heard it before."

"Of course you won't have heard of it, because this book is not a ballad, but a long poem."

"What's the name of this poem?"

""The Hollow Man"." The Scarecrow looked down at Gong Jiu, and said meaningfully, "Isn't "The Hollow Man" the perfect gift for the Hollow Man?"

"You're wrong." Gong Jiu raised his head and looked straight into the scarecrow's blue-gray eyes, with a half-smile, "Since you're hugging me, don't try to shake me off. With you here, how can I still be hollow?" ?”

"Besides," Gong Jiu seemed to think of something, bit his lips, and buried his face on the scarecrow's neck, his slender and flexible legs wrapped around the scarecrow's waist even tighter, he gasped slightly, The voice was full of temptation, "Don't you want to... fill, fill, me,?"

The Scarecrow caught his breath.

……

As the sky gradually darkened, on the stone bed in the cave, Gong Jiu nestled in the scarecrow's arms, lovingly playing with the scarecrow's slender, well-knit right hand. The scarecrow let him move, and the free left hand caressed his back carelessly. It's like a flat and gentle comfort, and it's like a quiet flirting.

As if suddenly remembering something, Gong Jiu pressed the scarecrow's chest half-supported his body, looked at the scarecrow's eyes with longing and anticipation, and said softly: "Where's your fear gas? Why don't you let it out? I'll give it a try, let me try your fear gas again, okay?"

"……To shut up."

"Give it a try, didn't you just promise to fill me up?" Gong Jiu leaned forward and kissed the scarecrow's thin lips, coaxing, "Isn't fear the best way to fill up a person? "

The scarecrow sneered, stretched out his right hand, and pinched his neck expressionlessly, with a look of ignorance: "What do you mean, do you think I'm not enough to fill you up?"

"... um... no, no..." Gong Jiu had difficulty breathing, but his expression became more and more excited, his whole body was trembling, and the hand that was pressing on the straw man's chest trembled slightly and moved to the scarecrow's heart, "Of course you can , and only you can. I feel your heartbeat, at least for now, it's beating for me, isn't it?"

The scarecrow didn't speak, quietly held Gong Jiu's hand on his heart, and suddenly laughed.

……

Like the eternal star descends, the double-petalled rose blooms in the land of the dead twilight, the only hope for the heartless king.

On this day, the Scarecrow hugged the Hollow Man, and the Hollow Man grabbed hope.

Since then, the two heartless people have lived together and become each other's hearts.