steal light

Ye Donglan closed his eyes, and in the distance, there seemed to be the sound of dripping water, which spread far in the empty corridor, and there was an ethereal echo, tick tock, like a countdown, Ye Donglan's heart also became quiet, sunk.

"Boy." The old man next to him called him.

Ye Donglan didn't respond, the old man smiled, "Don't you think he really wants to poison you?"

Ye Donglan froze for a moment, looked up at him, the light in the cell was dim, he couldn't see the old man's face clearly, he only saw the old man grinning, his teeth were black and yellow, but his eyes were full of wisdom, "He wants to kill you , why dirty your hands?"

"But..." Ye Donglan raised his hand to touch the blood that had dried up on his chin, and the churning feeling in his stomach came up again. He frowned in disgust, and finally couldn't help but spit out the food he had just eaten It hasn't been digested yet, it's all the same, the sour smell is full in the small space, but Ye Donglan feels much better in his stomach.

"Look, you've been hungry for a few days, and you ate in such a hurry, it's no wonder you don't feel sick." The old man snorted, "If you vomited blood in a hurry, it means you were poisoned? I think you read too many legendary stories, and thought you Who is it that deserves others to hurt you?"

Ye Donglan remained silent and did not speak. The old man sighed, and seemingly casually said, "A clever killer kills people's hearts."

He laughed for a while, coughed again, and curled up to sleep.

Murder?Give him hope, then strangle him by the throat, and then humiliate him by pretending to care?

Ye Donglan rolled his eyes dumbly, and his eyes fell on a set of clothes brought by Yu Wenzhe. The black robe was rolled with gold-plated edges. It was made of the same fabric as Yu Wenzhe's usual clothes, and the cloth was covered with dark patterns of auspicious clouds. Before Ye Donglan could wear it again, it ended up in such a mess, and the friendship between the two of them was no longer solid.

In the silent night, there was no sound in the underground, Ye Donglan used both hands and feet to crawl to the side of the clothes that he had brushed off, wiped his hands on the dirty clothes, and grasped the robes into the palms of his hands little by little. He hugged him, the material of the clothes was a little cool, and slowly pulled back Ye Donglan's thoughts, he slowly put one hand into his sleeve, only then did he realize that he was in shackles.

Ye Donglan was stunned for a moment, and with a smile, he pulled the clothes into his arms again and hugged him tightly. The material of the clothes gradually stained his body temperature. He hugged the soft clothes, and there seemed to be green bamboos from Yu Wenzhe's body on them. Fragrant, Ye Donglan has never slept so peacefully in the past few days.

Even when he was taken out by the jailer the next day, he seemed to be in a good mood. He grabbed the corner of the jailer's clothes, looked up at them, and asked, "Can I change my clothes?"

The jailer kicked him, "There are so many things to do, any clothes you change will be soiled, so why bother?"

Ye Donglan shook his head stubbornly, "No, I want to change."

"I said you are a mother..." The jailer became angry and raised his hand to hit him. The old man next to him let out a hey and spoke for Ye Donglan, "Let him change, he has figured it out."

"What are you talking about, you old man?" The jailer glared at the old man, and finally helped Ye Donglan unshackle and let him change his clothes, "You'd better hurry up, Chief Qiu is still waiting for you."

Ye Donglan's original clothes were stained and torn, and they were already in tatters. He took them off three times, one by one, and put on black brocade robes one by one. With gentle and sacred movements, he tied the last one. Clothes belt, he pressed his chest, finally raised a happy smile, and let the jailer put him in shackles again and drag him out.

He looked back at the old man, and smiled at him. There was always a sense of desolation and tragedy. The old man also bent his lips, shook his head and sighed.