Little Prince [Entertainment]

Perhaps due to the influence of the environment in the previous life and present life, Xian Ziyu didn't have a very strong concept of family and country feelings in his heart.He himself also felt that although the role of the big boy he played was simple and kind-hearted in the mountains, he didn't understand too heavy emotions such as national righteousness.

He resisted to the death and refused to explain the whereabouts of the revolutionary fighters. On the one hand, he was taught by the village head to "protect this uncle who is doing the right thing", and more because he really regarded him as a relative in the constant relationship.

It stands to reason that the first person he thought of who could bring him into the play, even if it wasn't his parents, should be the Youth League.

How could it be Lian Di?

After returning to the hotel after finishing work smoothly, Sister Zhong called to explain tomorrow's schedule.He listened quietly as usual, and prepared to pack his luggage for home.

It's still early.He turned down the air conditioner and cleaned up slowly for more than an hour.When I finally closed the suitcase, there was still a thin layer of sweat on my forehead.

After taking a shower, there is nothing to kill time.He sat on the bed with a towel on his head and stared blankly for a while, and when he remembered to rub his hair, it was almost dry.

He pulled the towel off and yanked it in his hands, then fell down on the bed and rolled around again.

But...how could it be Lian Di?

Could it be that I have been listening to stories these days and have been deeply affected?Xian Ziyu recalled how they got along, only to realize that they had only known each other for half a year, but they seemed to have been together for a long time.

He turned over and lay facing the ceiling, and remembered the dream of "Lian Di's death" he had not long ago.

Even Di promised to tell him about the past, so it would be too much for him to urge him.

He can always talk about it, so even if he was confused, he didn't rush to ask.

But in the memory he said, the two of them were so close, how could there be times when swords and swords faced each other?

Why on earth would he want to kill Lian Di?

Xian Ziyu thought about it, and suddenly came up with an idea that he had never thought of before.

It would be great if I could go back to that dream again and see it more clearly.

Most of his previous dreams were chaotic and sad, even if he tried to find out patiently, he was more or less repulsed in his heart.There has never been a time when I actively wanted to dream.

But recently, listening to Lian Di's narration, when I occasionally have dreams, they are all the content of the quiet years, and even my mood has calmed down.

Xian Ziyu had a vague feeling that her memory hadn't just disappeared.It may be suppressed by some special force and cannot be reset, so when hearing related narrations, the content of the dream will also be affected.

Like a bird locked in a cage, trying to flap its wings to fly out.

Maybe he really can control his dreams.

Thinking of this, Xian Ziyu was suddenly excited, jumped out of bed to dry her hair, turned off the light and rolled into the quilt, closed her eyes and kept giving herself hints in her heart.

hot springs hot springs hot springs...

Lian Di Lian Di Lian Di...

The dense water vapor gradually rose around him.

He seemed perpetually cold, still shivering in the warm spring water.

Xian Ziyu shrank and lowered her head, seeing her pale and wrinkled fingers.The wet clothes cling to the body, stretching and floating in the water.

He collected himself and stood up unsteadily.

It actually feels a little weird.After changing from the third-person point of view to the No.1 point of view, he seems to live in someone else's body, but he feels empathy because this "other person" is himself.

But the only thing in common is feelings.On the contrary, because of the limitation of this perspective, he doesn't know what he looks like now, and he can't control his body movements.

The only thing that is certain is that this is the hot spring pool he saw last time, and he probably really replayed the dream again.

There is no one around, only the sound of gurgling water.He didn't know what to do next, so he sat back in the hot spring and soaked it honestly. By the way, he looked at the environment again, wanting to see if there was anything he missed last time.

There are all kinds of rare plants that have never been seen growing around the pool, with different postures, and they seem to be extraordinary.A strong medicinal fragrance wafted from the spring water, Xian Ziyu took a deep breath, and felt that the pain that had been stagnant in his heart had been relieved a lot, maybe it had a healing effect.

Ah, am I hurt?

He lowered his head and blew away the mist on the surface of the pool, and he was startled when he vaguely saw his own appearance.

It's like this again.Under his skin, there seemed to be black blood vessels protruding, converging into strange and treacherous patterns, covering the whole face like a spider web, densely invading the bare neck and collarbone, and extending under the collar, seeming to spread all over the whole face. Body.

It was much worse than anything he had seen before.

Xian Ziyu lowered her body to get closer to the water surface so that she could see it more clearly.

The warm pool water soaked his waist and abdomen, climbed over his chest, and he didn't recover until it submerged his collarbone, feeling that something was wrong.

...Wait a minute, this action is not under his control!

The water surface is still rising, and correspondingly, his body is constantly sinking.It wasn't until the pool water touched his chin that he finally realized the intention of this movement, and began to struggle hard but in vain.

The water in the pool continued to rise, covering the nose and mouth and covering the top of the head.He also sympathetically tried to be on the verge of being drowned.

He obviously wanted to come back to see how Lian Di died, and why did he perform a suicide act!

No, if he was drowned right now, who would stab Liandi with a dagger?

What a strange direction this is!

After a long half a minute passed, he heard a series of exchanges across the water.In the next second, he was fished out of the water like a chicken.

Xian Ziyu coughed violently for a while, lying on someone's lap, breathing heavily, gasping for breath.Hearing a reprimand, he was angry and anxious.

"What are you doing!"

He was almost coughing, and was turned over and lay on his back.He opened his eyes and looked, but his vision was blurred, and his cheeks were flushed with warmth.

The drowsy brain can still barely turn.Xian Ziyu's consciousness was split into two halves, and while crying sadly with this young master, she yelled shame in her heart.

Just by looking at the outline, you can tell that this person must be Lian Di.Xian Ziyu, you are finished!

The attempted suicide actually cried like this in front of him, and when he told the story back, he was still laughed to death!

The two people in the situation obviously did not have such a withdrawn emotion as him.Lian Di was at a loss in panic for a moment, and he was no longer as strict as before. He gently hugged him into his arms, stroked his slender back and comforted him, "Don't cry...with me here, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"Liandi...you know what?"

Xian Ziyu knocked his chin on his shoulder, sobbing, "In my life, no, in Xian Ziyu's life, I can only live to be 25 years old."

He has always known that he is carrying a family secret, which is why he is guarded so tightly.But he never thought that this secret was so cruel and heavy that it would cost his life.

Lian Di's soothing hand froze for a moment.

He noticed it keenly, and then broke free from this embrace, and asked, "You already knew?"

"Who said these things to you?"

Lian Di stretched out his hand towards him, and calmly persuaded, "Don't believe it, it's all a lie."

His wrist was pale and slender, as if it would break if he pulled it.Before the fingertips touched it, it was swung away forcefully.

"You don't touch me!"

"No one told me. I heard it when I came out of the ancestral hall."

Xian Ziyu's chest heaved violently, and he had completely absorbed the despair and grief of the moment, "You already knew that I would not live to be 25, did you? You have been coaxing and using me with the Patriarch, haven't you?"

"Xian Zijue said that the people in the company do what they are told, and obey orders."

He took a few steps back, looked at Lian Di with a wry smile, and there was endless sarcasm in his heart, "I have always refuted him, only saying that your life is in your own hands. But I don't know that you have already sold yourself to others."

Lian Di looked at him fixedly, without saying a word.

"What did he promise you? Help you avenge your family? Give you freedom for the rest of your life? Only in exchange for you..."

He suddenly coughed violently.After a long while, he forced himself to stand up, walked in front of Lian Di with sluggish steps, tugged at his front with all his strength, and asked each word bitterly, "What kind of benefits did Xian Zijue promise you in exchange for you to put in so much effort?" to me?!"

Xian Ziyu was so excited that her body trembled non-stop, and she couldn't even stand still.But she still looked up at him with her eyes wide open. Like beads of broken tears, strings followed the contours of her cheeks, crossed her neck and sank into her collar.

"Lian Di... the leader of the company..."

"Only when you are so good at killing people and silence them. I didn't expect to be so clever in buying people's hearts by pretending to be deaf and dumb."

Was such meticulous care originally just to control his physical condition and gain his trust?

Was it all about taking care of his body and making him happy just to find out how many days he had left to live so as to prolong his usefulness?

Those companions day and night, the constant comfort when in pain, and the winter-like smile when playing, are they all pretending?

"Boss Lian, you are really amazing."

Xian Ziyu smiled miserably, let go of his front collar, staggered back two steps, and crouched down hugging his knees.

"You said that I am the only person in this world who deserves your whole heart. Lian Di, you said it."

He murmured, "I believed you."

Lian Di looked at him on the verge of collapse, the storm gathered and dissipated in his dark eyes, but suddenly said something irrelevant.

"The day after tomorrow will be your 15th birthday."

Xian Ziyu didn't look up.

"I've known about this so-called family rumor for a long time."

He walked towards Xian Ziyu step by step, his footsteps were as steady and firm as ever, reassuring, "But I never believed it."

He paused every word, "I don't believe you can only live for these ten years."

"In your heart, I'm such a villain?"

He knelt down on one knee, pinching Xian Ziyu's thin chin with rough fingers, forcing him to raise his head, "everything I said to you is true."

Xian Ziyu stared at him blankly, then murmured, "Then..."

"I didn't tell you this before, I just didn't want you to be sad. Now that you know it now, believe it or not, how did you live, and what if you couldn't live?" Lian Di said, "With me here by your side, is life You don’t have to be afraid of death.”

"But what's the point of me living like this?"

Xian Ziyu was affected by the calmness in his words, and his raging mood calmed down a little, "What's the difference with those captive animals in the circus troupe? You have to suffer when you live, and you can live in peace only when you are used until you die."

"Maybe I'm blaming you wrong. But it's true or false, I don't even have the strength to think about it anymore."

His voice was getting softer, "I'm very, very tired. I want to have a good rest."

"Is it only after death that you can rest well?"

"But I am afraid myself."

As he spoke, a strange brilliance suddenly burst out of his eyes, and he stared at Lian Di scorchingly.

"Will you accompany me?"

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