[Pattern] Fragrance of loneliness

Reality and dreams overlap.

Like after a murder.

The cold and disheveled sheets...the pale green liquid in the glass bottle he had recovered a little bit...the towels in the bathroom that were thrown randomly on the rack...the armchair that fell in the struggle...the broken sharp vase ...

There was a mess everywhere, and Huaze Lei was about to go crazy due to torture.Powerlessly, he could only resign himself to bearing Si Boundless' anger.

In the end he didn't even have the strength to cry out.

The white turbidity and blood dripping everywhere are a sign of possession, Huaze Lei's water-blue light-colored eyes gradually lose focus, and stare blankly ahead, like a tranquil lake, as calm as a mirror.

Daoming Sisi stopped his body movements and looked into his eyes.

Surprise for a moment!

love for him.At the moment it was like seeing the color of his eyes.

It turned out.This allows him to reflect himself.

Hua Zelei was lifeless like a rag doll that had been torn apart, his golden hair was clumps due to sweat, sticking to the skin, losing its former luster.Only the eyes reflected Si's face like a mirror.

happy, excited.

It was two days before Hua Zelei regained consciousness again.

It was raining lightly outside the window.

He didn't lose his strength, but with thin chains on his hands and feet, he was trapped here.

He was sitting by the window looking out when the servant came in.

The withered branches stuck to the cold winter in a mess, and the raindrops slid down the window lattice, as if there was a trace of coldness in Lei's heart.

"Master Lei, it's time to eat." The maid said weakly, put down the plate and backed out.

It seems that he has been ordered, the servants are not allowed to look at him more, not to say a word to him.

Human had no intention of going on a hunger strike. He raised his chained hands, and with a crisp sound of metal friction, he put the food into his mouth and began to chew.

The dishes he loved in the past have also become tasteless now, like tasteless rubber, making him want to vomit a little.

Swallowing with difficulty caused a nasty nausea. He couldn't eat anything and vomited up.

When Si came in, the rain had stopped, and it was already dark outside.

Si saw Lei put his forehead against the window glass, the scenery was shrouded in night, and the black shadows were wrapped in tranquility, which was as serene as death.

"Is it cold?" Si asked, putting a wool coat over Lei.

The class didn't look at him.

"Be careful of catching a cold." Si said, hugging him gently.

"I want to go home," Lei said, his voice hoarse after not speaking for so long.

"no!"

"You're crazy." Class pointed out.

"So what?" At this point, it is impossible for Si to say such stupid things as "let you go free", he just wants to imprison the human being by his side.

"What if I want to escape?"

"Then I'll break your leg!" Without the slightest hesitation, it was as if he had thought about the answer thousands of times in his heart.

"What if I say I don't love you?"

"Then I'll dig out your heart!"

"You do not dare."

"I will."

"You will, and then you'll cry and blame yourself again."

Hua Zelei said plainly, but she was right.

"As long as you stay, everything is easy to talk about."

"Why bother?"

Daoming Sisi didn't force class that night.

The next morning, when Class woke up, the other side of the bed was empty, and Class got up.

There were two light knocks on the door, and the maid came in to deliver breakfast.

After she went out, Huazelei started to move.

When the maid came to deliver food again at noon, I was surprised to find that Hua Zelei had disappeared!

The servants searched in a panic, but at this time, Hua Zelei quietly came out of the closet, and sneaked into the kitchen while the servants were overwhelmed by his disappearance.

Daoming Temple's house is too big. It takes half an hour to walk from the bedroom to the gate. It is impossible for Hua Zelei to walk out like this, so he has to hide in the kitchen and wait until it gets dark before moving.

The servants will definitely inform Sisi Zhiming, and he will be there soon.Daoming Temple's house is so big, few people would suspect that he is hiding in the kitchen, all he needs to do now is wait until it gets dark.

When the secretary heard the news of Lei's escape, he rushed back home immediately.

Seeing the empty bedroom, Si felt that the blood in his whole body was congealed.He is gone!

Si didn't believe that Lei could easily escape in the heavily guarded Daoming Temple's house, and that Lei was probably still hiding in a corner of Daoming Temple's house. He ordered to go down and strengthen the guards at the gate, and start a carpet search in Daoming Temple's house.

When Lei was found, his whole body was dirty, Si looked at Lei who was as dirty as a mud monkey in front of him, picked him up and walked to the bathroom.

The boss didn't say anything along the way, his expression was serious as if he was trying to hold back something.

The chains on Huazelei's feet had already been pried off, and Si admired him for his good skills, but his tone was full of contempt.

"What if I want to escape?"

"Then I'll break your leg!"

He asked himself that way yesterday.Daoming Temple Secretary thought, is this testing his own credit?After wiping off the water droplets on Lei's body, Daoming Sisi carried him into the room.

Lying on the bed, Lei suddenly felt hungry. He hadn't eaten anything since he vomited out the contents of his stomach yesterday, and the kitchen was full of raw meat and flour.

The Secretary handcuffed Lei's feet again.Get an iron rod.

"I thought, are you playing a game with me?"

"..."

"Are you testing me? See if I can bear to do it?"

Hanazawa smiled indifferently.

"You really are a disobedient child." Si said, knocking on the bare walnut floor with an iron rod, making a dull sound.

"Evil children must be punished." He said, raised the iron rod in his hand, and swung it towards Hua Zelei's left leg.

"Ah..." Despite being a ninja, Lei let out a painful cry, his face was pale, his teeth were clenched tightly, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

It hurts!Hanazawa thought.

The Secretary only hit him on one leg.Put down the iron rod, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him, "Are you still running?"

Huaze was in pain and could not speak.

Si broke his jaw, forced him to look at himself, and asked again: "Are you still running?"

Huazelei closed her eyes, not wanting to let the physiological saline in her eyes fall due to the pain, and shook her head.

"Good..." Si's voice became gentle, "Open your eyes and look at me."

The class did not follow suit.

The Secretary increased the strength in his hand.

The class had to look at him.The tears in the eye sockets could not be hidden and overflowed.

Si softly kissed his eyes, sucking away the tears.Lick the tears off your cheeks.

For unknown reasons, or illusions, Lei felt that his kiss was as soft and warm as a loving mother, like a feather brushing against his cheeks, tickling.

Lei Lei suffered a comminuted fracture of his leg, but Si asked a doctor to heal him.

"If you want to play this game again, I will accompany you. But I advise you not to." Si said to the class.

Human has just cried, and his eyes, which seem to be washed with water, are clearer than usual, as if waiting for the other party to defile him.

When the legs of Lei Lei were still covered with steel plates, Si beat him once on the hospital bed.

Pain and pleasure, two extreme contrasts, formed a distinct imprint, engraved in the memory of the class.

This is also what Daoming Temple Division hopes.

No matter how strong one's feelings for humans are, they will eventually be submerged by the torrent of time, if they cannot be deeply imprinted.

The long winter is over, and the buds bursting from the branches announce the spring.

In the early morning, when the sorrow dissipated with the mist, he tied the belt of his clothes in a knot at the back of his waist.

"If you like, I can build you a wooden house by the sea. During the day, you can look at the blue sea and listen to the seagulls singing. At night, with the sea breeze blowing, you can count the stars in the sky." Sisi Daoming pushed a wheelchair on the boulevard Walking, said to Hua Zelei.

Class sits in a wheelchair, warm air overflowing his hair.People who don't know the whole story will think that they are a pair of close friends with deep feelings.

But the superficial happiness is just a mirror image.

Even the ripples caused by a stone can't bear it.

He took him through a park, inhaling the fresh fragrance of the grass, and naturally languid.

Paper-like harmony.

"Do you want ice cream?" Si asked Lei when he saw a stall selling ice cream not far away.

Class did not answer.

Ever since the class leg was injured, his words became less and less, so little that even Si was used to it.

The Secretary pushed Lei's wheelchair to the bench in the park, locked it, and said to Lei: "Wait for me, I'll go buy it."

The words of the class are decreasing day by day, and Si is becoming more and more fond of trying to figure out the thoughts of the class.

After a long time, you can even know whether he likes it or not from the subtle changes in Lei's eyes.

For example, just now, when ice cream was mentioned, there was a flash of light in Xi Jinping's eyes.Even if still expressionless.

"Ah! Huazelei? Is it really you?" Si Gang left when a familiar voice sounded.

Lei looked up and saw that it was Makino Shancai who was taking a walk in the park.

"What's wrong with your leg? I haven't seen you in school for a long time, are you injured?" Shancai asked when she saw Lei sitting in a wheelchair.

"It was just accidentally dropped, and it's almost healed," Lei said.

"Oh, you have to be careful." Mo Mo You said, "Are you alone? Do you want me to push you away?"

"Thank you, no need." Hua Zelei wanted Shancai to leave here quickly, but Si left a digital lock on the wheelchair, and no one else could open it.

If the secretary sees him talking with others, he will not know what is waiting for him at night.

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