canary in cage

The rationality in his head gradually collapsed, and the person who stayed high on the altar finally fell from it.

"Cehir..."

Isri's thin lips parted slightly. This was the first time he called out Cehir's name without any elaboration.

The vision in his eyes was slightly slack, and suddenly he seemed to be self-taught, and he did this kind of thing without the slightest stumble.

In the quiet room, with the lights off, Isri leaned against the wall, enjoying the happiness brought by his cerebral cortex.

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Taking advantage of the dim light outside the window, Isrili raised his hand and put it in front of his eyes. The nectar he collected just now was on his hand with distinct finger bones, and it was still glistening with water.

The sweet and greasy smell instantly exploded in the room, filling every corner, Isri's breathing became a little rougher, and a few strands of hair on his forehead were soaked in sweat.

When he raised his head again, there was only peace in his eyes. It was the hunter who hid his desire, just waiting for the opportunity, and then bit the prey's neck to pieces.

"Master, run faster, I'm coming to chase you soon."

Isri said softly, his breath was a little unstable because he was too excited.

Cecil, always his!

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There seemed to be waves on the sea, and the boat swayed slightly. Cecil couldn't hold on for a while, and his head hit the wooden board next to him.

His forehead was flushed from the impact, and Cecil woke up suddenly, raised his hand to cover it, and physiological tears instantly filled his lower eye sockets.

Loman, who was leaning on his body, was still sound asleep, completely unaware that the waves were already rising outside.

Cecil moved his body, and when he was about to move his neck, he suddenly raised his head and met a pair of dark LJ eyes.

Under those eyes, there are still a few scars, and they are staring straight at Cehir. Cehir was frightened, and wanted to back up, but found that the back was blocked tightly, and it was impossible to run forward. , What that person will do, Cehir doesn't know.

"What are you doing?" Cecil asked, steadying his voice.

The man sneered and kicked the box away. Luoman was startled awake, and the moment he saw the man, he lowered his head again.

"What's your relationship with him?" The man glanced at Loman, and then returned to Cecil.

Cecil was a little disgusted by the man in front of him who was so condescending and asked himself questions, a cold air flashed in his eyes: "What do you want to do?"

Meeting Cecil's gaze, the man smiled instead of anger, with a somewhat arrogant tone: "Little kid, do you know how much money he stole from me?"

"Steal?" Cecil said a word between his lips, looking at Luoman who was about to lower his head to his chest.

The man was restless for a while, and the tourists around looked over one after another, but in the end they were afraid of the man's viciousness and did not dare to go up.

"How much did you steal?" Cecil took a step forward, blocking Loman behind him.

The man breathed lightly, and the sarcasm in his eyes became more obvious: "A high-quality gemstone, can you pay it back for him?"

"No way! You're lying!" Luoman was unhappy now, and stared at the man in front of him with wide eyes.

The man's eyes fell on Loman, he chuckled, bent his waist and said, "Do you know that there is something called interest?"

As the man spoke, his gaze became vicious. After all, Luoman was a child. Seeing this, he could only tightly shut his mouth and not speak.

He didn't expect that this person would also be on this ship, and he would meet him.

Loman grabbed Cecil's clothes, a little at a loss. The man folded a wooden bar from the box next to him and stuffed it into his mouth, kicking the thing that fell out of the side to the side with his feet.

The man clung to Luoman's ear, and with a voice that only two people could hear, he opened his mouth: "If you can't afford it, your sister's fate will be your fate!"

Immediately, Luoman's eyes were filled with fear, and he pulled Cehir's clothes tighter, and his fingertips turned white.

The man's actions were like firing a shot at Cehir's minefield. Immediately, the disgust in Cehir's eyes rushed out undisguised.

"Hey..." Cecil's lips parted slightly, and he tilted his head to look at the man, his blue eyes sucked him in like an abyss of hell.

Before the man opened his mouth to curse, Cecil stretched out his hand in front of the man, his tone was as cold as if he had just come out of the ice cellar.

"Is it enough?"

The man froze for a second, staring blankly at the thing in Cecil's hand. It was a crystal-clear ruby, its edges and corners were polished to be extremely smooth, without any impurities inside, and it shone with a bright reddish light. Let people see its existence at a glance.

"Enough...enough." The man's eyes were fixed on the ruby, and the saliva was about to flow from his mouth.

A look of disgust flashed in Cecil's eyes, and he threw the gem into the man's arms without mercy.

The protruding gems made the man a little bit at a loss, but this gem is a level higher than the best, and just one gem can be enough for him to live for a lifetime.

Holding the gem in his hand, the man was afraid that someone would take it away in the next second. After coughing twice in embarrassment, he looked at Luoman and said threateningly: "You are lucky this time."

Long after the man left, the tourists outside had resumed their daily routines, and Luoman stood still without reacting.

Cecil put the boxes on the ground up and put them away, forming a small space for two people here again.

"Loman" Cecil called softly.

Cecil's voice pierced through the ice like holy spring water. After Loman paused for a second or two, tears fell like broken beads.

For a while, Cecil didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to hand his handkerchief to Loman.

You should stop crying after a while.

Luoman sniffled, looked at the white handkerchief in his hand, thought for a long time, and finally wiped his face clean with his sleeve.

Loman handed the handkerchief to Cecil, his voice trembling slightly: "Thank you, brother."

Loman patted the clothes on his body, as if to wipe off the bad luck just now, he sat next to Cecil, recalling what happened just now.

"Brother, where did your gem come from?" Loman asked in a low voice.

He could tell that the gem was worth a lot.

"Want to know?" Cecil turned his head and asked Loman, who looked at the red nose crying.

Loman nodded, his eyes sparkling.

"Still stealing?"

Luoman froze for a moment, then quickly opened his mouth to explain: "I had no choice but to steal it on purpose."

Cecil narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hands to support his head, Luoman panicked, and hurriedly opened his mouth: "I won't steal! I'm obedient."